After the old monster from Yinshan, ascendants began to enter the spirit world one after another.
One powerful aura after another filled the world.
Successful ascension may not necessarily lead to great momentum, but once there is movement, it will definitely shake the world.
The monks in Northern Xinjiang were extremely shocked.
This is what happened.
Why are there so many monks in the Fusion Realm? Is there some treasure of chaos that cannot be found in the world? Otherwise, why would it attract so many old monsters?
Qi Lianyun was even more dumbfounded.
Ascended people appeared one after another, which directly caused his cognition to collapse.
It turns out that there really is a so-called lower bound.
Is everything Lin Xi said true?
It is probably true that one cannot become a saint by cultivating in Shenzhao land.
Qi Lianyun felt waves of chill.
If you are destined to fail to become a saint, then where will your future path lead? You will waste your life, forever stuck in the peak realm of semi-saints, sigh at the traces left by countless ancient sages, and then die in anger?
You can't become a saint if your own abilities are not good enough, and you can't become a saint if you are constrained by a plot. These are two different concepts!
No matter how hopeless a monk is to become a saint, he must still have a glimmer of hope in his heart.
It is this hope that supports the monks' hard work and progress.
But if this hope doesn’t exist at all, then what’s the point of cultivating it?
How could a proud and confident person like Qi Lianyun tolerate this?
Lin Xi had no time to pay attention to Qi Lianyun's thoughts at the moment. He was still busy welcoming the ascended seniors.
"It's strange, how come there are some seniors that I don't recognize at all, and the Qingyun Sect didn't convey the news in time?" Lin Xi was a little confused.
Those monks who choose to ascend in Qingyun Sect should logically know this.
The identities of these people were unknown, so the welcome ceremony was naturally quite quiet.
At this moment, the deafening sound of the waves came, and a huge river fell from the sky, rushing away, and everyone had to give in.
An old man with white hair came out of the sky, his breath was like an abyss, unfathomable.
"Senior Tianhe." Lin Xi was very surprised.
The person who came was none other than the execution elder of the Qingyun Sect, True Lord Tianhe.
It was he who led Lin Xi into the Qingyun Sect in the first place, so the relationship was naturally very close.
True Lord Tianhe sighed: "Ascension does not seem to be as difficult as I imagined."
"If you can cultivate to the peak of integration when the Great Dao is incomplete, then you are certainly not an ordinary person. How could you be held back by ascension." Lin Xi said with a smile.
"I don't know how many seniors have died because of their ascension and calculations. It's really sad."
"So these men in golden robes are really abominable."
After the two sighed for a moment, Lin Xi asked her question: "Senior Tianhe, there seem to be more people ascending than I thought."
True Lord Tianhe nodded: "Yes, there are already more than twenty people gathered in Qingyun Sect, but when the time for ascension arrives, it seems that there are still some reclusive old guys from various places in the Wenxin Society who ascend together. There are about ten people in total, and they may be
Those who are withdrawn and unwilling to interact with others may also be unwilling to interact with the Qingyun Sect. These people need special attention."
"I understand." Lin Xi replied.
Sometimes, people who think they are smart often do the stupidest things.
Those ascended old monsters who are unwilling to trust the Qingyun Sect are likely to cause a lot of trouble because of their own caution.
Ascended ones appeared one after another.
Time flies by.
In three days, there were actually nineteen seniors who had successfully ascended. Most of them chose to join the Wenxin Society, and there were still a few who needed to think about it again.
As for everyone else…
Of course it was a failure.
The proportion is less than the previous ascension.
But it's also easy to understand.
Worried monks lack the courage to move forward and make a desperate move, so ascension will certainly be more difficult for them.
True Lord Tianhe sent a message in a low voice: "It's best not to win over those who need to be considered. They are all old guys who are so reclusive that they are almost rotten. It is difficult to trust others and difficult to get along with. They are completely unreliable at critical moments."
There are thousands of people with thousands of faces, there are some who are selfless, and there are naturally selfish people.
It's hard to say what they would think of the Wenxin Society.
Even providing opportunities for ascension may be a trap in the eyes of some people.
Naturally, there will be people who don't believe anything Lin Xi says.
True Lord Tianhe is the executioner elder of the Qingyun Sect. He has seen too many dark sides of human nature, betrayal and breakup, and it is far from difficult as imagined.
"Okay." Lin Xi followed True Lord Tianhe's advice without hesitation: "I will send someone to notify Tianyu Holy Land."
True Lord Tianhe was puzzled: "Inform them what to do."
"Tianyu Holy Land likes to win over casual cultivators and semi-saints. It has a deep foundation and is attractive enough to newcomers to the Rongdao cultivators. If these people are troublesome, then it is a good thing to gather troublemakers together."
"That's fine."
Lin Xi immediately sent someone secretly to notify Tianyu Holy Land.
But before that, they must be persuaded to go to the lower realm as soon as possible to complete the road.
If someone is not even willing to do this...
That can be regarded as an enemy directly.
Lin Xi naturally treats the ascended seniors who are willing to join the Wenxin Society very seriously. The Wenxin Society's understanding of the spiritual world is also very important to them.
Lin Xi was so busy that she was afraid of neglecting any of her seniors.
There is no way, this is what a president should do.
Qi Lianyun was standing aside, feeling extremely shocked.
Nineteen Half-Saints.
With such a foundation, no force even in Zhongzhou has such a number of Fusion Dao monks, and this does not include the powerful ones possessed by the Wenxin Society itself.
"The Wenxin Society is so powerful?" Qi Lianyun's heart couldn't help beating: "Since Lin Xi knows that practicing in Shenzhao Land cannot become a saint, does he know how to break the restrictions?"
Qi Lianyun's face was full of confusion.
The Wenxin Society is so powerful that there is no harm in joining.
But I really prefer to be free.
And after finally breaking the restriction, do you have to be Lin Xi's little brother again? This is a bit hard to accept.
Qi Lianyun was extremely melancholy, but decided to go forward and inquire first: "I have been practicing in Shenzhao Land for a long time. Am I unable to become a saint in the future?"
"Probably, maybe you have incredible luck." Lin Xi answered casually.
Qi Lianyun was anxious: "Is there any way to break this restriction?"
"Practice well?"
"Don't play with me!"
"Who is playing tricks on you?" Lin Xi was puzzled: "How did I know this kind of thing?"
"Then how do you know that divine illumination will affect sanctification?"
"An old guy from Guiyuan told me."
Qi Lianyun's heart trembled.
Are you really a descendant of Onigauchi?
If the news comes from Guiyuan, I'm afraid it can't be wrong.
"Um..." Qi Lianyun finally put aside his worries and gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to join your Wenxin Society."
If everything is true, then if you want to break this restriction, you may not be able to do it alone.
Only by leaning against a big tree can you enjoy the shade.
Lin Xi glanced at him: "I'm sorry, there are no free positions. You'd better not join for the time being."