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Chapter 709 Making up stories

"Haha, don't you feel aggrieved by this shout of Master?" Yun Sheng said with a smile, "But don't be too happy. I haven't seen my apprentice in three thousand years. The reason why I accepted you is to see your luck.

It's not bad, maybe you will become a great person in the future. Don't underestimate your luck, sometimes the great luck is added to your body, which is even more amazing than any divine body. In my opinion, you are this kind of person."

"The weapon you are using should come from the inheritance of a certain spiritual saint from ancient times, right?"

The white-bearded Yun Sheng suddenly shook the fishing rod in his hand and retracted it. The moment the fishing rod was retracted, you could see that the sea of ​​clouds in the sky began to roll back, forming a vortex of three thousand miles, with an astonishing momentum.

Just the wooden fishing pole was casually placed on the ground by Yun Sheng. He looked at Meng Xingyuan with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to see through him completely. "It's possible for a mere star spirit sect to master the power of a saint.

Planting such a thing is something I have never heard of, even though I have lived for nearly ten thousand years."

"Can you tell me, what is that?!" he asked.

Meng Xingyuan's heart immediately sank.

This cannot be circumvented after all.

Previously, Meng Xingyuan had also speculated on why this Yun Sheng saved him from the siege, accepted him as his disciple, and even suppressed the grievances between the Yi family and him, allowing him to walk out of the Sun City intact and into the Void Heaven Realm.

So I know? Impossible.

No matter how bad Meng Xingyuan's brain was, he would not be able to forget an old acquaintance of the spiritual sage.

In this world, nothing is good without reason.

Just like what Yun Sheng said before, if he hadn't arrived first, Meng Xingyuan would have died long ago.

If it’s not a relative or a friend, why should he help him?!

In terms of friendship, it should be the ancestor of the Yi family who has a deeper friendship with this Yun Sheng, right?

After all, you can contact him and ask him to take action. This friendship is not ordinary.

Compared to Meng Xingyuan, whom he didn't even know before and whose strength was only in the One Star Spirit Sect, he was like an ant who could be easily crushed to death. Why would he offend his friend just for an ant?!

Now, the answer is out, the Talisman Scroll!

Who is not curious about the fact that he is only a one-star spiritual sect, but he can possess the power of a saint?!

Others couldn't see it, but with the terrifying strength of this spiritual saint, it was impossible not to see Meng Xingyuan's true cultivation.

What Ji said earlier also confirms this point.

Meng Xingyuan's strength has long been seen through by Yun Sheng.

Since he is a one-star spiritual sect, how can he use the power of the spiritual saint? Even if he was not curious, Meng Xingyuan might not even believe it.

However, the Talisman Scroll involves the Heavenly Star System.

The Tianxing System is his biggest secret.

Even his relative Meng Xingyuan didn't dare to tell him that this Yun Sheng who showed up in the middle of the road, although he was indeed a life-saver to him, was actually taking advantage of his master?!

Meng Xingyuan's heart sank immediately, and his face turned ugly. His eyes were as sharp as knives, releasing bursts of cold light. At this moment, he didn't know how to respond.

"What are you nervous about?"

It seemed like a century had passed before an old man's voice suddenly came to my ears, saying rather amusingly: "What, you don't think I want to steal your things, do you?"

Meng Xingyuan suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the old man in front of him, still without saying a word.

"You little bastard, enough is enough." The old man frowned, with a hint of majesty on his face, which was shocking, "Does my teacher look like a villain and likes to take advantage of others?!"

"Your opportunity naturally belongs to you. I haven't fallen to the point where I want to steal my apprentice's things." The old man snorted, looking unhappy, "Besides, it's just the inheritance of the Holy Spirit, why would I be rare? I think back then, the Great Emperor

I have visited all the ruins

.I have obtained more than one of the treasures sent down by the gods. Your treasure is just a rare thing that allows a lower-ranking person to have the power of a higher-ranking person. In terms of power, it is not as powerful as a casual blow from me. I want this thing from you.

what?!"

"Disciple is guilty." Meng Xingyuan immediately admitted his mistake.

Deceive him with sweet words? Not at all.

In fact, this is true when you think about it.

It is indeed a treasure that allows Lingzong to have the power of the Holy Spirit, and it is not an ordinary treasure.

If it spreads, I'm afraid the entire human world will be in great turmoil. Countless people will fight for it, setting off a huge bloody storm.

But in the eyes of the Holy Spirit, this thing is just like this.

Spiritual saints are saints themselves. Every move they make has infinite power. If they are executed in one move, it is not as powerful as [Fire Refining Galaxy]?!

Moreover, the power of [Fire Refining Galaxy] only focuses on attack. In the eyes of a true spiritual saint, it is useless.

The saint himself is a saint, so why do he need to use other objects to carry out saint-level attacks?!

"But it's tasteless. I have to admit that your thing is indeed mysterious." Yun Sheng said with great interest, "Tell me, which saint's inheritance are you? I'm not asking you to hand over your inheritance. After all, I

Now I am your master. As a master,

Is there any reason to seize the disciple's treasure? But if I can pry into the path of other saints, it will be of great help to me. It would be even more amazing if a small spiritual sect can have the power of a saint. At least I

I know I don’t have this ability.”

Meng Xingyuan knew that he might have to make up a story at this moment.

Things about the Tianxing System must never be exposed.

But since this cheap master believed that he was inherited from some ancient powerful beings, Meng Xingyuan simply went in this direction and gave him an explanation!

"Master has a wise eye. However, the disciple did not receive the inheritance from one spiritual saint, but... there are two." Meng Xingyuan said.

"You two?!" Yun Sheng's mouth suddenly twitched.

At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

If others get the inheritance of saints, they are considered to be very lucky if they get one, and their ancestors have done a lot of good work. This kid is good, two of you?!

"Tell me about it." After a brief silence, Yun Sheng became interested.

As he said, he was really too lazy to care about what treasure Meng Xingyuan got from the so-called spiritual inheritance. On the contrary, it was the inheritance path he got that interested him even more.

At the end of the practice, all resources and materials become the least important.

When cultivating the Tao, the final thing you seek is the Great Way of Heaven and Earth.

If you gain the Great Way, you will finally be transcended, put off your mortal body, attain the Divine Way, and ascend to the upper world. This is the ultimate goal that a monk pursues.

But it is very difficult to understand the great way of heaven and earth.

This is groping, groping forward. There is no direction, everything depends on oneself.

If you have other travelers' paths for reference, you will undoubtedly avoid many detours, and at the same time, you can learn by analogy and gain a lot.

What's more, being able to create something that allows a one-star spiritual sect to master the power of the spiritual saint, the way of this ancient great sage is obviously not an ordinary way.

Of course he is interested in this Yun Sheng.


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