"So the Holy Land in Northern Xinjiang appears frequently. What's the secret behind it?"
"If I knew everything, why would I stay in Wenxin Society and try to trick you?"
"Then you should know something after all."
"Aren't you a descendant of Guiyuan!"
"This is the public's misunderstanding of me. Although I have some relationship with Guiyuan, the relationship is not deep. You can feel it when you see me standing in front of you like this. How can Guiyuan be so normal?
Living people.”
"..."
"But your magic weapon and skills are very unique, and you can tell from their extraordinary origins at first glance."
"This is purely a matter of luck. I basically picked up all the exercises and magic weapons, but I'm relatively lucky, and everything fits perfectly."
"..."
Du Ying felt that she should look like an idiot now.
If you really don’t have any background, how can you possibly establish Wenxinhui?
Where are so many semi-saint seniors gathered?
However, it seemed that Lin Xi really knew nothing about the Holy Land. Du Ying could only sigh and admit that he was unlucky because he had already joined the Wenxin Society.
"Actually, I don't know much." Du Ying pondered for a while and said, "These holy places, maybe... they all come from the same person."
"The same person?" Lin Xi didn't understand.
"Yes, the owners of the Holy Land should all be a certain senior saint from ancient times."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Lin Xi denied this statement without hesitation: "Wenxinhui also controls many holy places, and the imprints of saints in these holy places are completely different."
"Based on some vague information I have obtained, I can roughly surmise." Du Ying considered it for a moment: "Perhaps there is a great senior saint who is extremely talented and can be called a monster. For him, any avenue is too great.
, there is no difficulty in understanding it.”
"Son of the Avenue?"
Lin Xi was surprised.
There are indeed such lucky people who are favored by heaven and earth. For such people, enlightenment is too simple, just like eating and drinking.
Lin Xi once met a guy who was known as the son of Dao. Although he was unlucky and died young, he did leave a deep impression on Lin Xi.
Lin Xi's ability to create his own Taoism has a lot to do with the Tao beads he left for himself.
"Yes, but there are still some differences. Nowadays, it seems that every few hundred years there will be a few guys who are called the sons of the avenue, but they are too far apart and have a lot of moisture. Maybe they are all touted.
. But this senior is different. If I have to say it, I am afraid he is the son of destiny."
"It's really amazing."
After hearing Du Ying's explanation, an idea flashed through Lin Xi's mind.
Such a powerful guy.
Even among saints, he definitely stands out from the crowd, right?
Aren't the owners of these holy places also the most amazing people in ancient times?
"What else do you know?" Lin Xi asked hurriedly.
Du Ying shook his head: "No, that's all."
Lin Xi was a little disappointed.
No matter how amazing a person from ancient times is, he will not affect the present.
So the key point is what the frequent appearances of these holy places mean and what will happen in the future.
It's a pity that Du Ying doesn't know this.
Lin Xi left thoughtfully.
...
...
Xuanwu Village was originally an immortal force that was not very powerful.
However, because he was the first to join the Wenxin Society and also owns his own holy land, his reputation has greatly increased. Relying on the Wenxin Society, the strength of Xuanwu Village has also increased to a great extent.
The most important thing is that there are many more allies, and even those large sects do not dare to offend Xuanwu Village at will.
This made Xiao Qianyou truly feel that there was hope for the rise of Xuanwu Village.
"Fortunately, I chose to join the Wenxin Society, otherwise I wouldn't have had such an opportunity." Xiao Qian was wandering in the Holy Land, drinking tea and enlightening.
Is there anything more pleasant than this?
Bai Tianxiong, another pillar of Xuanwu Village, was also in the Holy Land and said with a smile: "This is what I urge you to join."
"Hahaha, that's right, it's all thanks to you." Xiao Qianyou laughed.
"Hey, Qianyou, you are in a good mood recently, could it be..."
Xiao Qianyou smiled and nodded: "With a peaceful Taoist mind and the experience of enlightening the Tao in the Holy Land, I should be able to break through soon."
Bai Tianxiong was delighted: "This, this is a great thing. After more than 700 years since our Xuanwu Village was established, we can finally have a semi-saint monk of our own."
"We haven't broken through yet, so don't get too happy too soon."
Although he said this, the smile on Xiao Qianyou's lips could no longer be suppressed.
The semi-holy realm.
I didn't expect that he would reach this level one day.
In the past, it would have been extremely difficult for him to overcome the level of peace of mind.
At this time, a golden escaping light came quickly from the distance.
"Hey, Mr. President." Xiao Qianyou noticed the movement immediately and immediately stood up to greet Lin Xi.
It has nothing to do with status, just a grateful respect.
Lin Xi immediately arrived at the holy land where Xuanwu Village's sphere of influence was located.
"President, your realm has improved a lot." Xiao Qianyou held his hands in congratulations.
Lin Xi smiled and said: "It's just a bit of an adventure. By the way, this holy land no longer needs to be guarded."
Xiao Qianyou and Bai Tianxiong were shocked: "Why is this?"
This is a holy place.
What to do if it is left unattended and someone robs it.
"The reasons are too complicated. I can only tell you that this holy land will be scrapped in the future. But you don't have to worry. Wenxinhui will compensate you in this regard. If you need to study in the holy land in the future, just go to the Wenxinhui headquarters directly.
, as long as you are an alliance member of the Wenxin Society, everything is open to you." Lin Xi said.
Xiao Qianyou and the other two were dumbfounded.
Holy land abandoned?
No way.
I have never heard that holy places will be abandoned. Those holy places controlled by the Holy Dynasty will be fine for tens of thousands of years.
But since Lin Xi said he would make up for it, they didn't have to worry.
Wenxinhui is still very reputable in this regard.
It would be best if you could go to Wenxinhui's headquarters and learn about the saint's brand. After all, everyone knows that Xuanwu Village is a loyal supporter of Wenxinhui.
"You guys should leave first, I have something to do here." Lin Xi said softly.
Xiao Qianyou wanted to ask again, but Bai Tianxiong kept winking at him.
"Okay, we understand." Xiao Qianyou stopped asking questions and led the people of Xuanwu Village to evacuate the place.
If Lin Xi's promise is valid.
Then Xuanwu Village will not lose anything.
When everyone was gone, Lin Xi slowly walked into the Holy Land. The Holy Land was a little deserted, there were no beautiful mountains, rivers and springs, and it didn't even have enough aura.
However, the mysterious textures and imprints left vaguely between heaven and earth were looming, and under the induction of Lin Xi's spiritual consciousness, a terrifying energy blossomed.
At this moment, the holy land actually revealed a hint of resistance.
"Huh?" Lin Xi frowned slightly and said to himself: "Is it my illusion, or is this world really resisting me? Could it be that I have already sensed what will happen?"
But even so, it can't stop what Lin Xi will do next.
"Come out!"
Lin Xi sacrificed the Wentian furnace.
A simple copper furnace flew out. Inside the furnace was a dark and chaotic cavity. A terrifying vortex was being generated, constantly pulling everything in the world.
boom!!!
There are dozens of phantoms forced to appear in the holy land.
They have no will and no regrets.
Because they are just some traces left between the heaven and the earth when the saint once walked and enlightened. Now they are affected by the power of the Wentian Furnace and can only be forced to leave the heaven and the earth.
One after another, seemingly terrifying but without any power, the shadows were forced to fly into the Wentian Furnace.