"At the beginning of the taboo, there will be a time of great strife. Countless geniuses will either fall or rise, and write legends in the world."
The tall old man looked up at the sky, and there was a divine light in his old eyes. "The "Youth King List" is just the beginning. There will be more lists and legends in the future. If you can truly rise and transcend, even among you
Someone has the opportunity to leave a mark of war!"
The hale and hearty old man had a profound meaning that made Xia Mang and Li Zhiye tremble slightly.
"Leave a mark of war..." Li Zhaiye murmured. This is probably the dream that countless powerful men have pursued throughout their lives.
"A time of great strife!"
Xia Mang muttered to himself. He pondered for a moment, looked at the tall old man, and said, "Senior said so much just to want me to stay in the Human Temple?"
"Are you still determined to leave?" The tall old man's snow-white eyebrows twitched slightly.
"Where can we not fight in the battle for youth supremacy?" Xia Mang asked rhetorically.
If Tianshi Di Tingzong wants to write the "Young King List", he must search out all the geniuses from all over the world, compete, measure and comment on it from all aspects before officially writing it. It is not just written for the Institute of Human Spirituality.
Therefore, even if you don't enter the Human Spirit Academy, you still have a chance to be ranked in the "Young King List".
The hale and hearty old man was a little helpless, secretly thinking that Xia Mang was really not easy to fool, it was too difficult to deal with. He tried his best to make him relent, and agreed to stay in the Human Temple. However, the hale and hearty old man did not give up, because he had a trump card, and he believed in Xia Mang.
Mang will definitely choose to stay in the end.
"You should have heard some rumors about the Human Spirit Academy."
The slender old man said: "If you stay in the Human Temple and enter the Human Spirit Academy, you can get the most orthodox and excellent training, and you will have the opportunity to find the path of cultivation that suits you best..."
"You can do it elsewhere." Xia Mang interrupted directly.
The slender old man's face turned dark, he coughed, and then said: "When you enter the Human Temple, you are a disciple of the Human Temple and a disciple of the Human Spirit Academy. You will receive the protection you deserve..."
"Why do I, Xia Mang, need others to protect me?" Xia Mang curled his lips and didn't buy it.
Li Zhanye had a strange expression on his face, and Xia Mang was too direct. This tall and handsome old man must have a very high status in the Human Temple, so he refused directly without even thinking about it.
"You can ignore all of these, but there is one thing I think you can't refuse." The tall old man looked at Xia Mang with a slightly strange look in his eyes. He coughed lightly and said: "As far as our temple knows, Daxia
Fourth Prince, your fourth brother Xia Jie is probably still alive..."
"The fourth child is still alive!" Xia Mang's figure was shaken, and his eyes sparkled.
The fourth prince Xia Jie was once attacked and killed by a powerful figure from the Bodhi Yuan Samsect and was thrown into the sea of chaos. Everyone thought that Xia Jie was bound to die, but Xia Mang didn't think so. Now this tall old man said that Xia Jie was destined to die.
Mang might still be alive, which naturally shocked him.
"What on earth is going on?!" Xia Mang stared at the tall old man, his eyes like daggers.
"Xia Jie is likely to be trapped at the bottom of the chaotic sea of demons, and our temple is trying to rescue him." The tall old man narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xia Mang and said.
Xia Mang's expression changed. He was silent for a long time, raised his head, looked at the tall old man, and said, "I decided to stay in the Human Temple."
The old man seemed to have expected it and did not show any surprise. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "You will not regret your choice."
Xia Mang's face was dull and noncommittal.
Suddenly, the hale and hearty old man took action, waved his big sleeves, and directly wrapped the two of them. In just a moment, the two of them returned to the top of the gods again.
This is the back of the Forgotten Tower. It is surrounded by mist. There are strange peaks standing vaguely. The whole thing is like a prone dragon, winding and undulating, with an ethereal and weird aura, which is very strange and mysterious.
"Is there still this place behind the Forgotten Tower?" Li Zhanye smacked his tongue with surprise in his eyes.
"This is Xiaolingluan. There are spiritual veins buried under the mountain, so the spiritual energy is extremely strong. It is the daily practice place for the disciples of the Human Temple."
The tall old man pointed to the undulating mountain peaks and said, "You can also choose a spiritual peak and practice here."
"Lingfeng?"
Xia Mang looked at the small lingluan with a strange aura, his eyes shone strangely, and said to himself: "Why do I feel like these are huge tombs?"
Xiaolingluan, behind the Forgotten Tower, is not a secret, but because the Forgotten Tower stands tall and eye-catching, and the mist behind it is hazy, it is easy to ignore it if you don't look carefully.
Come to Xiaolingluan.
This is a hilly area with ridges and ridges, like a dragon's spine, with ups and downs. It is a continuous mountain range made up of countless smaller peaks.
There are hidden spiritual veins under the mountains, which are called Xiaolingluan.
Behind the tower, many spiritual peaks stand, but their shapes are very unique. They are not as steep and steep as ordinary mountains and rivers. They are slightly rounded and relatively flat, which makes them look weird.
These spiritual peaks do not appear to be naturally occurring, but rather acquired!
Xia Mang muttered that these spiritual veins were like tombs, which overwhelmed Li Zhiye, "Are there such big tombs, and why are there so many? Could it be... that they are mass burials?"
The tall old man pretended not to hear, said "choose the peak on your own", threw the two of them where they were, and left in a flash. When the two came to their senses, there was no trace of the old man.
"Why is this old guy so elusive?" Xia Mang's eyes suddenly focused. He vaguely felt that something was wrong with the slender old man, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
"It can't be an old ghost, right?" Li Zhanye looked at the mountains that looked like big tombs, his heart palpitating inexplicably, and there was a faint chill behind him.
"Old ghost?"
Xia Mang frowned, shook his head and said, "You are overthinking this. This is a human temple. Not to mention an old ghost, even the ghost king would not dare to break in."
The Ghost King is at least a powerful person of the Venerable level.
The two of them looked at Xiaolingluan, hesitating a little, and then stepped into it after a while. Xia Mang put his mind to investigate, just in case, this Xiaolingluan was really weird, and he didn't dare to be careless.
"There is someone on Lingfeng!" Li Zhaiye raised his eyebrows slightly.
Xia Mang nodded. The old guy said that this small spiritual mountain is the daily practice place for the disciples of the Human Temple. Those geniuses from all over the world who have crossed the gate of the gods and entered the human temple should be on this small spiritual mountain.
One person and one spiritual peak, isolated from each other and not interfering with each other.
Those who can cross the gate of the gods are the true pride of heaven, with amazing potential, and unique secret techniques and cultivation methods. These are secrets, unique inheritance, and cannot be leaked. One person has a spiritual peak, and most of them are for this purpose.
This consideration.
Many spiritual peaks stand tall, and the mist among them is hazy, like a fairyland. Li Zhanye said to himself: "It is worthy of being a place of spiritual veins. This spiritual energy is too rich..."
These mist are transformed by spiritual energy!
The spiritual energy takes shape, curls into mist, and is as vague as a river. What a majestic and rich aura this is?
Reiki is the power of heaven and earth, and is suitable for the practice of practitioners of all walks of life. Of course, the so-called reiki is just a general term, with many types. For monks of all walks of life, the power of each "Tao" is the most suitable and suitable for their own practice.
For example, the ghost path naturally cultivates ghost power, while the demon path pursues demon power, and the demon path naturally absorbs demonic energy...and these powers are all extreme derivatives of the power of heaven and earth.