A moment later, the sword stele retracted its invisible pressure.
The three elders heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted off their shoulders.
After the incident just now, the anger of the three elders had dissipated. Instead, they were filled with awe and doubt.
After exchanging a glance with each other, Nie Tianchen rose to his feet and led the two elders toward the conference hall.
In the north of the training hall, there was an ancient bronze palace that covered an area of thousands of feet.
The roof of the palace was covered with golden glazed tiles. They used to be dazzling, but now they were gray and dim.
This ancient bronze palace was the most majestic palace in the Pillar of Heaven Mountain. It was called the Pillar of Heaven Palace.
More than a thousand years ago, the main hall was the meeting hall of the sect. The backyard was the bedroom of the founder, Kenshin.
The current Pillar of Heaven Palace was no longer as sacred and majestic as it used to be.
The steps and pillars in front of the main hall were also covered with mottled patterns.
When the three elders entered the main hall, they saw Huanglong Daoist and Zhi Bai Shouhei standing in the middle of the hall with respectful postures.
The Fourth Elder Feng Ping and the Fifth Elder Lang Jing stood in the corner of the hall, quietly observing.
Ji Tianxing stood at the head of the table, silently looking at the high platform, bronze throne, and stone wall.
On the platform with a radius of 100 feet, there was a large bronze throne that had not been sat on for more than a thousand years.
That was Kenshin's exclusive throne.
Ever since he left, Huanglong Daoist had not sat on it.
During the meetings, Huanglong Daoist only dared to sit on the left side of the table.
In his heart, his master, Kenshin, would always be supreme.
At this moment, Ji Tianxing returned to the old place. Standing in front of the bronze throne, he looked up at the stone wall behind the throne and sighed with emotion.
There was a painting on the stone wall. There were two lines of words written in bold strokes.
In the painting was a young man standing alone on top of the clouds. His left hand pointed to the sky, and his right hand held a sword pointing to the ground.
Although the painting was not very clear, he could still see that the god-like young man was quite similar to him.
He stretched out his hand to caress the bronze throne and slowly paced around it.
On the right side of the throne, there was a bronze stone platform with a dark green vine on it.
Even after a thousand years, the three feet long vine still contained a boundless vitality. Its skin was still fresh, and there were even signs of sprouting.
This vine was no ordinary item. It was an ancient vine that he had plucked from the Longevity Sea, and he named it the Longevity Vine.
More than a thousand years ago, when he taught his disciples, he never used the Sword of Burial Of Heaven. He always used the Longevity Vine instead of the Holy Sword to demonstrate the profound meaning of the Sword Art.
In addition, the Longevity Vine had another function, and that was … to punish disciples.
He would use the Longevity Vine to punish anyone who violated the sect's rules or was punished for other reasons.
When the Longevity Vine whipped his body, the pain would seep into his bones, leaving a deep impression on him. However, it would not leave behind any scars.
The power of immortality contained within could heal all kinds of injuries and pain.
Not only had the Huanglong Daoist been whipped by the Longevity Vine, but so had the White Dragon God and the Chess Saint, Xie Wudao.
Ji Tianxing reached out and picked up the Longevity Vine, rubbing it with his palm.
The Longevity Vine was also intelligent. It sensed his aura and lit up with a dense green light.
In just a few breaths, two tiny sprouts sprouted from the dark green surface of the vine.
Seeing this, the Huanglong Daoist was even more excited. His eyes shone brightly.
Upon seeing this, Nie Tianchen and the two elders' expressions flickered drastically as they began to discuss among themselves via voice transmission.
"He … he actually picked up the Longevity Vine and made it sprout!"
"Oh my god! Are our eyes playing tricks on us? "
"This is definitely a miracle! For more than a thousand years, no one other than the Great Deity could pick up the Holy Vine! "
"Our Grandmaster has really shown up!"
The three of them were shocked, but they did not dare to make a sound. They walked quietly to the Huanglong Daoist and stared at Ji Tianxing with shining eyes.
After a long time, Ji Tianxing stopped reminiscing and put the Longevity Vine back on the bronze lampstand.
He swung his loose white robe and sat calmly on the bronze throne.
In that instant, the dim bronze throne actually lit up with a layer of hazy green light.
The hall, which was originally dark and gloomy, became as bright as day.
What was more amazing was that hundreds of ancient lamps on the walls of the hall that had been extinguished for thousands of years were reignited.
Above the dome of the main hall, tens of thousands of light spots lit up.
There were more than 90,000 gemstones, all shining with a dense white light. They gathered to form a huge star map, as if the sky was filled with stars!
The bright starlight shone down and illuminated the entire hall, making it look like a dream.
Everyone felt as if they were in the starry sky, and the sun, moon, and stars were within reach!
Huanglong Daoist and Zhi Bai and Shouhei were amazed, and their eyes were filled with excitement and worship.
The three elders were also stunned. They looked up at the vast star map, and their hearts were filled with shock.
Ji Tianxing's reaction was the calmest. He only glanced at the star map, and then withdrew his gaze.
After all, the star map was personally arranged by him.
The structure of the star map, the order and position of the 90,000 gemstones, he knew it like the back of his hand.
At this moment, he was sitting on the bronze throne, bathing in the bright starlight. His body was emitting a faint divine light, like a real god.
Huanglong Daoist immediately knelt on the ground and bowed respectfully. He solemnly shouted, "Welcome back to Tianzhu Mountain, Master!"
Zhi Bai and Shouhei were stunned for a moment, and quickly knelt down and shouted respectfully, "Welcome back, Grandmaster!"
The three elders were suddenly embarrassed. They stood there with complicated expressions, and were somewhat at a loss.
Huanglong Daoist had already knelt down, and if the three of them didn't kneel, it would be rude.
However, they were still observing Ji Tianxing, and were not sure if he was Kenshin. It was even more difficult for them to accept this unbelievable result.
For them to kneel to a young man in his twenties and respectfully call him Grandmaster … it was too difficult.
Just as the three of them were hesitating, Huanglong Daoist turned his head and stared at them with a dignified gaze. He shouted in a low voice, "Unfilial disciples, hurry up and kneel!"
Second Elder and Third Elder's hearts trembled. They braced themselves and knelt down.
Only Great Elder Nie Tianchen did not kneel.
He hesitated for a moment, and then he gathered his courage and made up his mind. He looked at Ji Tianxing with a solemn expression and asked, "Young Master Ji, please forgive me for not being able to accept this result.
As everyone knows, our Sect's Grandmaster Kenshin fell a thousand years ago.
Now, after a thousand years, you suddenly appeared …
Even if you look similar to our Grandmaster, you can't be our Sect's Grandmaster.
Please give me a reasonable explanation! "
Second Elder, Third Elder, Feng Ping, and Lang Jing all had the same thought. They still felt that it was a dream.
Hearing Nie Tianchen's question, the four of them quickly echoed.
"Yes! I hope Young Master Ji can explain clearly! "
"This kind of mysterious thing only exists in myths and legends. How can it be true?"
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