It was said that during the Desolate Era, not only did martial arts flourish. In terms of learning, there were many schools of thought.
Xi Zi, who the Seven Spirit Sect worshipped as their ancestor, was one of them.
He advocated that everyone in the world was equal, no matter if they were strong or weak, no matter where they came from, they all had the same rights. The nobles in the world should all be defeated and let the people make their own decisions.
Such a theory was naturally seen as twisted logic by the nobles and experts in the world. They rejected it and placed it on the same level as the demon path.
Xi Zi created the Cang Shengdao to pass down knowledge. He wanted to create another school apart from Taoism, Confucianism, Confucianism, and Ink to help the people in the world. In the end, he failed and died. However, a few of his outstanding disciples passed down his ideas, and the Seven Spirit Sect was one of them. They were all women, which was why they were called the Beautiful Demon Sect.
Legend had it that a few thousand years ago, their methods were really extreme. They felt that as long as their ideas were right, they could achieve the goal of everyone being equal, no matter what methods they used. This was why people saw them as demons.
Although their way of doing things was better, they were still a little extreme. Just by looking at the few cultivators who followed Zhao Yanran, one could see a thing or two about their style.
In the future, people slowly accepted Xi Zi's ideas. The name of the sect as the demon path was naturally overturned, but people still hated them.
However, how should he explain all this to Chu Xue? Frowning and thinking about it, Zong Shou decided to be more direct, "I heard that Lingyun Sect has 23 ascended and above martial cultivators and 17 day wandering spirit masters. On the side of the Seven Spirit Sect, they only have 3 experts of the same grade. They are both large sects of the world. Do you think that Lingyun Long Ruo would easily attack Zhao Yanran? " He added a sentence in his heart. Unless that Long Ruo was sure that he could cultivate, why would he easily help him?
Facing such a large sect like the Seven Spirit Sect, if Zhao Yanran's attitude was firm. Then even that Zhu Token might not be reliable.
"So they bully the weak and fear the strong!"
Chu Xue immediately came to a realization. No matter how slow-witted she was, she knew that if the two great sects were to fight, the two great sects would definitely be in trouble. The entire east of the Cloud World was going to be in chaos and people were going to die.
At the same time, he was secretly afraid that his words had really angered that crazy woman. Wouldn't he be able to wipe out Gantian Mountain with just one breath?
However, putting aside the Lingyun Sect, why had he never heard of the Seven Spirit Sect? Could it be the legendary hidden sect?
He didn't suspect how Zong Shou knew all this. With Zong Shou's status as the Crown Prince, it was not strange for him to know more about these big sects.
So what if they were a great sect? Since they had already come knocking on their door, could it be that they were not allowed to fight back? If worse came to worst, he would just risk his life.
"Although this woman's temper is a little strange, she still keeps her word. Oh, right! What did she mean when she said that the Crown Prince's swordsmanship was one with the spirit? When I saw Young Master use the sword just now, I felt that Young Master was really very, very brilliant. Even such a sharp sword could be evenly matched. However, as for how brilliant, I don't know … "
Zong Shou burst out laughing, he wasn't sure about that. In the battle just now, he had already exceeded his usual performance. Under the suppression of that crazy woman, with his weak body, he was able to use sword techniques that far exceeded his own strength.
However, in terms of the sword path, it wasn't just that.
At this moment, he saw Yin Yang walk over, his face cold and solemn, his expression extremely solemn.
"Yin Yang has something that I would like to ask the Crown Prince. Just now, Long Ruo obviously had more precious spiritual herbs in his hands, so why didn't the Crown Prince choose them? Why did you waste a top grade Lingyun Vermillion Token for me? How did you know that Yin Yang was trapped by the restrictions of the sect? "
Zong Shou was stunned, thinking about it for a moment, his eyes looking seriously at Yin Yang, "No matter how precious those things are, they are useless to me. Why not help you all out? In the future, the safety of Zong Shou will depend on you and Chu Xue. "As for the peerless Lingyun Vermillion Token, if I were to say that I would rather die than beg the Lingyun Sect for anything. I wonder if Uncle Yin would believe me?" As for the restrictions on your body, I heard that you came from a famous sect. It seems like a disciple of a sect that my father thinks so highly of shouldn't only have such little strength. There should be another reason, which is why I have some guesses … "
In the cloud world, there weren't many sects that could be called famous. Even the weakest sect disciple's strength wasn't something normal people could compare to. Thirty years old to become a seven meridian Mythic Master, his talents couldn't be considered high.
Actually, when he first opened his energy ocean, he already felt that Yin Yang's aura was a little dim. Only in these few days when he opened his bone chakra and entered the martial master realm was he able to confirm it.
Yin Yang's eyes flashed for a moment, following which he sighed and knelt down.
"Yin Yang has received the kindness of the Crown Prince and the Crown Prince for two generations, and I am unable to repay you. Only in this body can I die for the Crown Prince! "
The last few words were spoken word by word, filled with power. At the center of his brows, a weird diagram made up of blood patterns appeared.
"Uncle Yin, you are a descendant of the spirit race?" Zong Shou's expression changed, following which he frowned, "Once this blood pact is made, it can't be broken for life. Uncle Yin, are you serious? That Lingyun Long Ruo has already determined that Zong Shou won't be able to break through the Bodily Chakra. In the future, not only will it not be of help to you, but it will also drag you down … "
Yin Yang kept silent, more blood patterns appearing at the center of his brows, causing the diagram to become more complete.
Zong Shou couldn't help but laugh bitterly. He knew the rules of the spirit race, and if he rejected now, it would be the same as insulting Yin Yang. He took in a deep breath. His expression slowly became solemn as he stood in front of Yin Yang.
"I don't know why Uncle Yin wants to make such an oath, but if one day you feel that it isn't right, you can find me to cancel it …"
He reached out his hand and tapped the center of Yin Yang's brows. Instantly, a blood-red thread seeped into his palm.
At the side of his wrist, it formed a light red diagram that was hard to see with the naked eye.
This was the spirit race blood pact. From now on, with just a thought, he could control Yin Yang's life and death. Even all his descendants would become his servants.
He originally didn't care, but then he suddenly felt a ball of mental intent explode out from within the blood thread, directly entering his brain. Numerous images and words appeared in front of Zong Shou's eyes.
"It is the spirit race legacy blood root!"
In that instance, Zong Shou understood Yin Yang's true intentions. If he could merge this blood root into his body, in just 7-8 years, his body could become the body of the spirit race. Even if he couldn't cultivate, he could cultivate soul power.
However, the original owner of this legacy blood root would have to pay a huge price.
Looking at Yin Yang in shock, Zong Shou smiled expressionlessly. He knew that his servant's identity wasn't as simple as a disciple of a famous sect.
Following which he didn't hesitate to seal the threads of spirit race power back into the light red diagram, totally locking it down.
Thinking back to what Long Ruo said before. Zong Shou's lips curled up coldly.
He couldn't cultivate? He really wasn't willing to admit defeat just like that. He wanted to see whether or not he could use this body to climb to the peak of the martial path!
Unfortunately, Long Ruo didn't speak in detail and didn't point out where his problems were. If he wanted to find out, he would have to spend a lot of effort.
However, before that, he still had a huge problem to deal with.
Zong Shou looked around, only to see that the area was surrounded by hundreds of swamp wolves. Without the suppression of Zhao Yanran and the giant flood dragon, they all got close, their eyes filled with a red glow as they looked over in hunger.
The closely packed numbers made one's head feel numb. This time he was really harmed by that crazy woman.
PS: The numbers are bleak, I feel a chill in my heart. Once again, I beg for everyone's support! Chapter 57 in the afternoon has been deleted and placed at the end.
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