He Wudi chose to stay. Did he really think that once he left, no one would close the door?
No.
Many disciples were waiting to close the door.
Closing the door was just an excuse, an excuse for him to stay.
Although he had lived in the Sect of All Times for less than a hundred years, He Wudi had already regarded this place as his home. He liked the cute fellow disciples, the food in the cafeteria, and everything in the sect.
If the scroll only gave him one chance to enter the Land of Eternal Life, he would not have another chance if he missed it.
Then …
"I give up today."
He Wudi turned his back to the bronze cauldron and said with a firm gaze, "I don't regret it."
In fact, he used to think about a question late at night. Was it a blessing or a curse that he was forced to lower his level to zero after snatching the Seven Profound Sunglow remnant scroll?
After joining the Sect of All Times, he finally got the answer. It was a blessing or a blessing.
Some people would say that as the leader of the Imaginary Trio, He Wudi had always believed that the sect was related to Senior Seven Profound. Naturally, he thought that it was a blessing.
Otherwise …
The more he understood the sect, the more he saw himself as a part of it.
He Wudi had long stopped caring about Senior Seven Profound. Even if he knew the truth, he was still willing to be the last disciple.
Sect of All Times.
It seemed to contain some kind of magic.
As long as one came into contact with it and integrated with it, anyone would be deeply infatuated with it and unable to extricate themselves.
For example, Ye Xingchen, who had been proud and aloof all his life, was now willing to go through mountains of blades and seas of fire for the sect and his fellow sect members.
Night Emperor was crazy.
Invincible.
Although the two had different personalities, they had something in common. Before joining the Sect of All Times, they had always been lonely. After joining the sect, they understood trust and feelings and would be willing to sacrifice their lives for the sect.
Just like what Tang Xuanzang said to Zhi Zun Bao, when you understand how to sacrifice your life for righteousness, you will naturally come back to sing this song with me.
Ye Xingchen understood.
He had let go of the arrogance of his previous life and truly treated himself as a disciple.
He Wudi understood.
He had let go of the chance to enter the Land of Eternal Life and was willing to continue standing in front of the sect to protect everyone.
"Shua!"
He Wudi raised his hand again.
He lowered his head, a smile appearing on his lips as he shouted, "Sect of All Times!"
In an instant, all the sect disciples raised their hands and shouted in unison, "Sect of All Times, nice!!"
His voice reverberated in the Firmament and resounded throughout the Eternal World.
"…"
Jian Guixu and Gu Tianxing looked at each other.
Although the two of them did not understand what 'Naisi' meant, they could deeply feel the unique culture that belonged to the Sect of All Times and belonged to this group of surging waves.
Jun Changxiao smiled.
Her smile was so serious that it was as bright as spring.
His disciple had the chance to go home, but he chose to stay. How could he let him down?
Land of Eternal Life.
Jun Changxiao raised his head and looked at the starry night sky. He thought to himself, "I will bring the entire sect there, even if the upper universe is the end."
…
The next day.
The bronze cauldron was once again placed on the training field of the main peak.
The disciples all gathered around.
They had all seen the scene of the scroll appearing yesterday, so they were scrambling to discuss it.
"Invincible."
Jun Changxiao sat in the main hall and said, "How did you discover the secret hidden inside?"
The Universe Sacred War had been held eleven times.
After the champions of the past obtained it, they would have plenty of time to study it.
However, no one obtained it from the beginning to the end. He Wudi took it and solved it in a short while. If it was luck, it would be a bit unbelievable.
But in reality?
It was not luck.
Instead, He Wudi grasped the mystery.
This mystery was not just figured out. It could be traced back to when he entered the ancient tomb to search for the remnant scroll.
"I went through various mechanisms and tests and finally entered the main tomb. Not only did I obtain the remnant scroll of Seven Mysterious Rays, but I also saw a special pattern on the wall," He Wudi recalled.
At that time, there were many experts entering the tomb. He got the remnant scroll in the fastest time and ran away.
"So."
Jun Changxiao said, "The pattern you saw was exactly the same as the one on the bronze cauldron?"
"Yes."
He Wudi nodded and said, "If I did not observe it carefully, I would not have remembered it."
A warrior's memory was very strong. They would not forget after seeing it, unless they could not remember it.
Yesterday.
When He Wudi was studying the bronze cauldron, he felt like he had seen it somewhere before. It was only when he remembered the pattern in the tomb that he realized.
Actually, the two patterns were not exactly the same. There were many subtle differences.
Maybe it was not a deviation.
Maybe it was the correct pattern for unlocking!
With this thought, He Wudi put his hand on the pattern and then explored the complicated path. In the end … he guessed right.
The pattern in the bronze cauldron was actually more like a rubik's cube.
The pattern engraved on the wall of the main tomb was the complete version.
Since He Wudi had seen the original, it was easy to rearrange it according to its path.
Of course.
The patterns on the bronze cauldron were extremely complicated.
Every change would give rise to millions of patterns. So without the original to compare, it was almost impossible to decipher it by randomly piecing together the patterns.
"So that's how it is." Jun Changxiao understood.
It was not that this disciple's luck was heaven-defying, but that he knew the correct answer in advance.
"Wait!"
Jun Changxiao said, "You just said the tomb? Could it be that Senior Qixuan has already died? "
"Maybe he died."
"So be it. How is that possible?"
"Senior Qixuan has always been elusive. Almost no one in the Land of Eternal Life has seen his real face. Everyone only knows that he broke the Qixuan light and hid it in the tomb. As for whether he is dead or alive, no one knows."
"…"
Jun Changxiao was silent.
There was a tomb, how could he still be alive?
Otherwise.
In fact, in the world of high martial arts, especially the top experts, they liked to play mysterious. They liked to build fake tombs and throw all the martial arts resources inside for the fated ones to inherit.
If you thought he was dead, he might still be alive.
If you thought he was alive, he might have died long ago.
In short.
Experts who had reached an extremely high level liked to deliberately mystify things to show off their identity.
For example, Jun Changxiao. Sometimes, when he had nothing to do, he would think about whether he should build thousands of fake tombs and place them in various planes for future generations to find and play with.
"Cheap."
The system had once complained.
"Here's the problem."
Jun Changxiao said: "The cauldron was left behind by Senior Qixuan, and the correct pattern was placed in the tomb of the Land of Eternal Life, what is the meaning of this?"
"He doesn't want anyone to crack it." The system said.
The pattern in the bronze cauldron was complicated and disorderly. It was completely impossible to crack it by luck.
Since no one could crack it, why leave it in the upper universe and wait for the fated ones?
Or could it be …
Jun Changxiao suddenly thought of something and said in shock: "The bronze cauldron and the pattern in the tomb, were they prepared for invincibility from the beginning?"
"This …"
He Wudi was a little confused.
The bronze cauldron was in the upper universe, and the correct pattern was in the Land of Eternal Life.
The two belonged to different levels, and it was impossible to master them at the same time.
However …
He Wudi entered the ancient tomb and memorized the correct pattern.
In the end, because he snatched Qixuan Sunglow, he was forced to clear the lower realm and participate in the Universe Sacred War to obtain the bronze cauldron that needed to be cracked.
"Is it a coincidence?"
"No!"
He Wudi said firmly: "This is definitely not a coincidence. The reason why I came to the lower realm and joined the Sect of All Times was arranged by Senior Qixuan!"
The power of imagination filled his sea of consciousness.
In the end, he clenched his fist and thought: "Since Senior Qixuan has arranged it, then I must not let him down. I will do my best to assist the Patriarch and assist the Sect of All Times!"
The Sect of All Times was the strongest imagination king.
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