When Lin Ze arrived, he immediately saw a ninety-nine-foot-tall altar standing there, with the demon master Kunpeng sitting on the altar.
Around the altar, the Taoist Sage, Zhuang Zhou, the Confucian Sage and the Tongtian Sword Master stood in the sky. The aura of the Saint Realm exuded was endlessly stirring, and the space was rippled continuously, as if it would crack at any time.
Lin Ze thought for a moment, then bypassed the Tongtian Sword Master who was closest to him, came to the Taoist Saint, and bowed slightly: "Meet the teacher."
His expression was calm, without any hint of embarrassment, as if the incident a few days ago had nothing to do with him.
The Taoist Saint smiled gently, pointed to a place beside him and said: "No need to be polite, the sacrifice to heaven is about to begin, so just stay with me."
Lin Ze smiled and declined politely: "Disciple, go and say hello to your senior brother first."
Tathagata Buddha is ten thousand miles away from you, yet you have sacrificed him to heaven, and he is still sitting next to you? You don’t know how he died later.
Taoist Saint waved his hand and said indifferently: "Go ahead, remember to come over later."
"Disciple resigns."
Lin Ze responded and turned around to leave. "Whatever you say, come back later and I will lose."
Zhuang Zhou, who had been paying attention to the situation here, quickly stretched out his hand and said: "Junior brother has come just in time. The time for worshiping the heaven is coming soon. Find a place to watch the ceremony quickly."
Lin Ze nodded slightly: "Okay."
Then he found a position five miles away between the Confucian Sage and the Master of the Tongtian Sword, with the Master of the Tongtian Sword and Zhuang Zhou between him to the left and the Taoist Sage across the Confucian Sage to the right.
Anyway, just stay away from Dao Sage. After all, among the five saints present, except for Dao Sage who can give him an inexplicable sense of danger, the others may not be able to do anything to him.
Seeing this, the Taoist sage smiled inexplicably and said nothing in the end.
The time has come.
Kunpeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the altar, suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth. A Jianmu Heart, the size of a dove egg and shaped like a green heart, floated out from it. It beat like a living thing and grew in an instant.
The size of a millstone.
The Jianmu Sacred Tree not far away sensed the appearance of Jianmu's Heart, and its branches and leaves flew wildly, making it look particularly excited.
At the crown of the tree, a beautiful girl looked over, her eyes full of desire. If she didn't have some sense, she would have wanted to pounce on her.
Jianmu's Heart sensed the existence of the Jianmu Sacred Tree, its beating frequency tripled, and it struggled to fly towards the Jianmu Sacred Tree.
Kunpeng snorted coldly when he saw this, and countless chains appeared on the surface of Jianmu's Heart, binding it tightly. Except for beating in place, it could not move even an inch.
"When to fuse and how to fuse, I have the final say."
As soon as he finished speaking, the chains suddenly tightened, suppressing the beating frequency of Jianmu's heart.
Jianmu's heart lurched left and right, unable to break through the restraints no matter what. Slowly, the beating frequency decreased.
Jianmu Spirit, who had been staring at Jianmu's heart, the desire in his eyes instantly turned into resentment, staring at Kunpeng with a look of wanting to devour him.
Kunpeng's expression turned cold and he scolded: "If you look at me like this again, do you believe I will kill you?"
Sensing the danger that seemed to be coming, the spirit of Jianmu quickly shrank and hid in the trunk of the tree without leaving any trace.
Kunpeng sneered and turned to look at the Tongtian Sword Master, who knowingly threw countless crystals exuding rich spiritual energy.
Lin Ze's expression changed slightly when he saw this. Biyou Palace had intercepted so much spiritual energy with the spirit-cutting technique. He had harmed many living beings and was not afraid of being punished by God.
Kunpeng breathed lightly at the crystal thrown by the Tongtian Sword Master. The solid crystal instantly melted into liquid and turned into a trickle, slowly pouring into Jianmu's heart.
The Jianmu Heart, which is the size of a millstone, continues to expand in size, its beating frequency continues to accelerate, and it exudes a strong vitality.
Lin Ze made a visual inspection and found that if an ordinary person took a sip, not to mention how many years his life would be increased, he would be disease-free and disaster-free for ten to eight years.
While the spiritual liquid was pouring in, Kunpeng looked at the Confucian sage again. The latter threw out a gray-yellow book with two large ancient seal characters on the cover - "The Analects of Confucius".
"The Analects of Confucius" was slowly opened above Jianmu's heart, and a milky white smoke-like power of faith fell vertically, penetrating into Jianmu's heart bit by bit.
A wail suddenly sounded inside Jianmu's Heart, as if he had been subjected to the most severe torture in the world.
Not far away, the branches of the sacred tree Jianmu folded their leaves and trembled, as if they were afraid of something.
Lin Ze effortlessly guessed the truth. In Jianmu's heart, there was still the consciousness of Jianmu's sacred tree from the previous generation. Kunpeng was using the special power of Confucian belief to slowly erase it.
The wailing sound lasted for a quarter of an hour, until the Heart of Jianmu turned translucent green, Kunpeng stopped injecting spiritual liquid and the power of faith, transformed into a roc, and landed on the crown of the sacred tree of Jianmu with the Heart of Jianmu in its mouth.
superior.
The Jianmu Sacred Tree suddenly burst out with dazzling light, turned into a glassy state, and gave birth to countless invisible roots, half of which went up to the sky and half of which went down to the ground, growing infinitely.
I don't know how long it took, but a roaring sound resounded across the sky and the earth. A stream of pure spiritual energy fell from the sky, making people feel ecstatic. A stream of filthy energy emerged from the ground, making people feel heavy all over.
Kunpeng shouted: "The heaven and the earth have been opened, open the gate of heaven quickly."
After saying this, the saint state in his body burst out and shot straight into the sky, vowing to poke a hole in the sky.
Taoist sages, Zhuang Zhou, Confucian sages and Tongtian Sword Master responded one after another, and the five saintly realm auras merged into one.
In an instant, the sky was shaken, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if the sky was about to burst open in the next moment.
Lin Ze watched with admiration as the Five Saints wrestled with Heaven and Earth, but he had no intention of taking action.
Kunpeng shouted at him: "Human Emperor, why don't you help me quickly?"
Lin Ze looked puzzled and asked, "Why should I help?"
The grumpy Tongtian Sword Master scolded: "The gate of heaven is open, and the opportunity for transcendence is available. Don't you want to transcend?"
Lin Ze scratched his head and said, "I never thought about it."
The Confucian Sage looked at Lin Ze with a reproachful look on his face, and said in a complaining tone: "The Human Emperor does not want to transcend, and we will not force it, but we urgently need the opportunity to transcend, can't the Human Emperor help us?"
Lin Ze raised his head and glanced at the sky, shook his head and said, "That's too fake, I won't help."
Zhuang Zhou remained silent, and Taoist Saint said in a deep voice: "Lin Ze, take action quickly, my master will lead you and Zhuang Zhou to transcendence together."
Lin Ze sighed slightly and said: "Transcendence is not easy. How can a disciple drag down the teacher? I hope the teacher will ignore the disciple and log in to the transcendent realm as soon as possible."
The five of them looked at Lin Ze with strange expressions as he was unable to kill him.
If looks could kill, Lin Ze would probably have a lot of holes in his body.
After a long time, the Master of Tongtian Sword was the first to lose his composure and shouted: "If you don't know the heart of a good person, you don't have to wait for him. Let's work together to open the gate of heaven, so that he will miss the opportunity and be a fish in the abyss."
The Confucian sage continued: "The sword master is right. A junior, with some talent but no sense of awe, deserves to be trapped in the realm of a saint for the rest of his life."
Kunpeng sighed slightly and said: "Human Emperor, you and I are destined to meet each other. Listen to my advice and don't stand idly by anymore."
Zhuang Zhou hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said: "Junior brother, this opportunity cannot be missed. The time will never come again. If you miss this time, if you think about transcendence again, you will have to wait tens of thousands of years. Don't hesitate."
The Taoist Saint said with great seriousness: "Master-disciple will give you ten more breaths to consider once you have a master-disciple match. If you miss it, don't blame me for not giving you a chance in the future."
Lin Ze looked indifferent, knowing the divine power of destiny was flowing in his heart. No matter what the Five Saints said, he remained unmoved.
Seeing that Lin Ze was really indifferent, the five people stopped trying to persuade each other and shouted in unison: "Heaven's Gate is open."
There was a loud "click", and a golden portal slowly opened in the sky.