Chapter seven hundred and ninety-ninth, let's talk!
“Hoo!”
Zhong Wen smashed a huge skeleton king with a sharp knife into pieces with one punch. Then he gasped and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The horrific hell scene gradually faded away, and the splendid palace and the elegant and dignified beauties in palace clothes reappeared in front of our eyes.
Are the monsters in the trial all imagined by Senior Cang?
She looks like a pretty girl, but what kind of messy things are in her mind?
Recalling the many demons and spirits that he had just killed, Zhong Wen couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.
“You have such fighting power in the realm of spiritual masters.” Cang Youxian covered her lips with her hands and said in surprise, “You little guy, you are really amazing.”
“Thank you, Senior Cang, for showing mercy.” Zhong Wen said politely, against his will.
“You seem to be thinking about something rude.” Cang Youxian looked at him with a half-smile.
"How could it be?" Zhong Wen was startled, his head shaking like a rattle, "I'm just amazed at the skills of my seniors, who can actually create such a powerful illusion."
"Although my cultivation level is passable, I am not a practitioner of illusion after all. How can I create such an illusion at will?" Cong Youxian shook her head slightly, "This place of inheritance is where the first generation palace master gathered all the elders.
It was built with the strength of the palace, and it has been repaired and enhanced by successive palace masters. How can you imagine the mystery behind it?"
“He deserves to be one of the seven super sects.” Zhong Wen couldn’t help but sigh, “This kind of foundation is far beyond the reach of ordinary forces.”
"It's just that this inheritance place also has quite a few flaws." Cong Youxian said quietly, "There are too many ideas here, and it has not been replenished with spiritual power for a long time. As time goes by, the energy of each idea has weakened.
Quite a few, there were several weaker palace masters who died of exhaustion even before they could be passed on to their successors."
“Even so, it’s still a big deal.” Zhong Wen comforted him softly.
“Let’s not talk about this anymore, time is running out.” Cang Youxian changed the topic, “Since you have passed the test, just accept the inheritance of this palace.”
“That was the whole content of the test just now?” Zhong Wen couldn’t help but ask, “It seems a little...”
He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not say the word "simple" directly.
"It's too simple, isn't it?" As if she had read through his thoughts, a helpless smile appeared on her beautiful face, "I also want to teach you a lesson, but after thousands of years, my
The energy is no longer allowed, you are really taking advantage of me."
Lessons?
Isn’t it a trial?
You spilled the beans!
What a cautious woman!
Zhong Wen was speechless for this last master of Bailing Palace who looked elegant, dignified and beautiful, but was actually a chicken-bellied person.
Zhang Youxian ignored his thoughts and just waved her hand lightly again, tapping his eyebrows lightly.
A little white light shone from her fingertips, making Zhong Wen's forehead shine twice as brightly. An indescribable aura poured into the body of the young man in gold, causing his clothes to swell, his hair to stand on end, and his whole body to exude a brilliant and gentle aura.
light.
without using the realm-breaking true dragon energy, Zhong Wen still turned into a "Saiyan" in just a short moment.
After a long time, the breath finally calmed down. His bulging clothes gradually gathered up, but his hair stood up high. He seemed to be used to the "standing up" posture and was unwilling to lie down for a while.
“How is it?” Cong Youxian stared at Zhong Wen with her water-cut eyes and asked with concern, “How much have you understood?”
“What do you understand?” Zhong Wen looked down at himself, then looked up at the ancient boss in front of him, with a confused look on his face.
"When your cultivation has reached your level, if you want to go further, there is no point in just accumulating spiritual power. The most important thing is to enhance your understanding of the great road." Cong Youxian patiently explained, "Just now, I have already placed a saint mark.
It penetrates into your spiritual consciousness and allows you to briefly experience the feeling of sanctification. It should be beneficial to you."
As she spoke, the color of her palace clothes gradually faded away, and her whole person became somewhat transparent.
“Yes, really?” Zhong Wen smiled awkwardly, his expression becoming more and more confused.
When he learned that Cang Youxian was going to give it to him for inheritance, Zhong Wen was indeed full of expectations and extremely excited.
However, when the boss pointed it out, even though he had a "Saiyan" head shape, he didn't notice any changes in his body after careful inspection.
What kind of enlightenment of the Great Way, what kind of experience of a sage, even Mao has not experienced it at all.
“How come you haven’t become stronger at all?”
Spiritual consciousness swept over Zhong Wen's aura, and Xian Youxian frowned slightly, with a look of confusion on her face, "Is it possible that your foundation is too solid, and your cultivation bottleneck is stronger than ordinary people?"
"Or, maybe!" Zhong Wen scratched his head in confusion, his eyes wandering around, and suddenly fell on "Zhong Wen No. 2" in the corner of the palace.
At this sight, he was stunned and almost bit his tongue.
I saw that the body of "Zhongwen No. 2", which was originally completely white, began to appear color at some point.
Black hair, black eyes, white and yellow skin, and a shiny golden coat.
It looks exactly like Zhong Wen himself!
And the aura exuding from his body was much stronger than before, and it seemed to be faintly approaching the height of a saint.
Fuck!
It turns out that you took all the benefits!
Zhong Wen suddenly understood and finally understood why the saint's mark that Cong Youxian had worked so hard to pass on to him had no effect.
Enhance your understanding of the great road. Isn’t it him who is my great road?
It has really been enhanced a lot!
Want to understand the key, Zhong Wen felt confused whether to laugh or cry, and didn't know whether to be happy or angry.
"Zhong Wen No. 2" grinned at him, then turned his head, carefully stepped on the lotus flowers on the ground, and moved forward step by step. He seemed to find it very interesting, regardless of the conflict between heaven and man in Zhong Wen's heart.
"It seems that all my efforts have been in vain, maybe it's God's will!"
It is true that Zhong Wen's path is so weird that even with Xian Youxian's strength, he is unable to see through it. Seeing that the saint's mark he has worked so hard to pass down has failed to work, the ancient boss shook his head regretfully, "This path
The energy of the thought has been exhausted and will dissipate soon, little one, just take care of yourself!"
Her delicate body is completely transparent and almost impossible to discern with the naked eye.
“Senior, I wonder how the junior’s companions are doing now?” Zhong Wen’s heart moved and he asked loudly.
When he thought that the whereabouts of Lin Zhiyun and Li Bing were unknown, while the enemy still had more than a dozen masters chasing them, he felt worried and anxious.
"Are you talking about the other five people who came in?" Cang Youxian's voice became weaker and weaker, "I'm sorry, I can no longer sense their movements."
“Five people?” Zhong Wen was stunned, “How come there are only five people?”
"The place of inheritance originally contains the thoughts of dozens of palace masters in the past, but many of them have completed the inheritance, and some have exhausted their energy over time." Cong Youxian's voice was almost inaudible.
, "Now including me, there are only six thoughts left, so no matter how many companions you have, only six people can enter this place at most. Speaking of which, this is still the change of the master..."
At this time, the last palace owner of Bailing Palace finally completely dissipated and could no longer be seen.
Zhong Wen stared blankly in the direction where she disappeared. After a while, he bowed respectfully.
As Cang Youxian left, the surrounding scenery began to change. Palaces, statues, strange flowers, precious trees and other beautiful scenery gradually disappeared. What appeared in front of us was a deep and dark cave.
Zhong Wen's eyesight is amazing. Even in the dark, he can clearly see the uneven cave walls around him and the shiny stalactites above his head.
There were no traces of Lin Zhiyun or Li Bing at either end. Worried about exposing his whereabouts, he did not dare to shout loudly, so he had to turn around and silently walk along the cave, trying to find traces of his companions.
The structure inside the cave extends in all directions and is very complicated. Even if he can use "Zhongwen No. 2" to explore the path, it still makes him spend a lot of time and search hard for a long time with no results.
“Boom!”
Just when Zhong Wen was getting impatient, a faint roar came from ahead, which instantly cheered him up.
“Sister Palace Master!”
Through his spiritual exploration, he instantly recognized that Lin Zhiyun was in the direction where the sound came from.
not good!
However, when he sensed the aura of another person, his expression suddenly changed.