Feng Hao turned his head and saw Zhang Zizai in a Taoist robe. He was stunned for a moment, obviously not knowing why he was in Wudang.
However, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded to Zhang Zizai to get up.
Thud!
However, just as Zhang Zizai got up, Perfected Ziyun knelt in front of Feng Hao.
This scene caused the disciples of the WuTang Dojo to be so shocked that they were speechless …
What … What was going on?
Zhang Yuntian, the Sect Leader of Wudang, stared at Perfected Ziyu, dumbfounded.
At this moment, Perfected Ziyu had an aura that even an ascendant expert like him could not see through.
He could not help but be surprised. Could this be the aura of someone who had comprehended the Great Path?
This was a blessing, a blessing for Wudang Dojo.
But … why was Perfected Ziyu kneeling on the ground?
And why was he prostrating in front of Feng Hao?
Had he mistaken him for someone else?
He was the Sect Leader of the Martial Arts Dojo, but instead of him … he was prostrating to Feng Hao?
Perfected Ziyu already knew who was helping him break through the realm, and even … gave him a great opportunity.
That vitality seemed to be a manifestation of the Great Path, a power of eternal life.
This vitality was endless and endless. Just a wisp of it was enough to give him endless benefits.
With this vitality, he was sure that the person who gave him endless opportunities was the black-haired, white-robed young man in front of him.
He had also heard that this young man was Feng Hao.
He was an expert that he admired.
His aptitude was ordinary, and he yearned for a higher realm. He often watched some of Feng Hao's combat videos on the Internet.
He was amazed every time.
He even regarded Feng Hao as his idol in this life.
Since he could not see Feng Hao's face clearly in the video, he did not know what the terrifying Wind Emperor looked like …
Now that he saw the Wind Emperor himself, Perfected Ziyu was greatly shocked.
He was too young!
Although experts could change their faces, many experts did not care and usually showed their true faces to others.
It was the kind of sage-like appearance.
Very few peerless experts would show themselves with a young face.
Feng Hao looked at Perfected Ziyu, who was kneeling on the ground, and chuckled. "There's no need for that. Get up!"
Daoist Ziyu stood up shakily, not daring to look into Feng Hao's eyes. However, he was someone who knew how to be grateful. He cupped his hands and said, "This humble Daoist thanks the Wind Emperor for giving me a new lease of life. I will never forget this kindness …"
The Martial Arts Sect Leader and the Perfected Persons were stunned.
Was Perfected Ziyu's breakthrough related to Feng Hao?
Could it be that this comprehension of the Great Dao was also brought by Feng Hao …
Hiss!
The Sect Leader, Zhang Yuntian, could not help but gasp. The way he looked at Feng Hao changed.
It seemed that … they seemed to have misunderstood Feng Hao's strength!
Feng Hao shook his head with a smile and said, "Don't worry about it. Don't waste your talent …"
"Yes!"
Daoist Ziyu choked with sobs, tears streaming down his face.
He was originally an ordinary mortal with poor talent. He could not enter the Nascent Soul stage after cultivating for hundreds of years.
When he was at the end of his rope, Feng Hao descended like a god. Not only did he give him a new lease of life, but it was also equivalent to bestowing him with extraordinary talent.
He prostrated on the ground, his shoulders twitching as he cried heartbreakingly.
The Perfected Persons in the Martial Arts Dojo were greatly shaken as they looked at Daoist Ziyu in shock.
"Wind Emperor, Master said that you went to the Heavenly realm … Why are you back so soon? Didn't the books say that one day in Heaven is one year on Earth … Could it be that the Wind Emperor suppressed the Three Heavens? "
Zhang Zizai looked at Feng Hao in confusion.
Feng Hao chuckled. "The flow of time in the Heavenly realm is slower than on Earth, but it's not that exaggerated … As for the Three Heavens … Other than the stubborn Blue Sky who died after joining the Demon Race, Blue Sky and Yellow Sky are fine …"
Feng Hao did not continue to say too much.
It was better not to reveal too much about the Heavenly realm.
However, Feng Hao's words made the Perfected Persons in the Martial Arts Dojo feel as if they were struck by lightning.
They realized that the shock they experienced today was simply too terrifying.
After a long while.
They finally came back to their senses.
Feng Hao had already arrived at the Martial Arts Dojo. He could not just sit there and do nothing …
Therefore, the Martial Arts Sect Master, Zhang Yuntian, cupped his hands toward Feng Hao and said, "Wind Emperor, please come to the inner sect …"
The other Perfected Persons also bowed, and a friendly smile appeared on their faces.
Nonsense …
Daoist Ziyu had become a dragon. They … were also very tempted. They were waiting for Feng Hao to be merciful and give them such a good fortune.
Could their attitude not be better?
Feng Hao shook his head and said, "I won't go in. Since Zhang Zizai is in Wudang, I'm sure you all know why I'm here …"
"This …"
The Wudang Sect Master could not help but hesitate. After weighing the pros and cons, he raised his head and looked at Feng Hao. "Wind Emperor, we can become members of the Martial Arts Alliance on the spot, but … are we really going to leave our homes and go to the spiritual land?"
"Yes …"
"This is our roots … If Wudang is not on Wudang Mountain, can it still be called Wudang?"
The other Perfected Persons also nodded, obviously worried about this problem.
Wudang was their roots. After living for hundreds of years, it was difficult for anyone to accept suddenly changing places.
Fenghao glanced at the few Perfected Persons present and knew what they were thinking.
It was nothing more than being unable to let go of Wudang.
Feng Haohao said righteously, "Joining the Dragon Soul Alliance will only bring you benefits … This emperor didn't say that the Wudang Dao Hall will be destroyed. What this emperor means is … all disciples of the Dao Hall above the Foundation Establishment stage will go to the spiritual land to cultivate. The other disciples of the Dao Hall will stay on the Wudang Mountain … to pass down the incense … If you want to come back and take a look, there's no problem at all …"
"Also, when you go to the spiritual land, you will find that … one day of cultivation there is equivalent to ten or a hundred days of your cultivation. Are you … willing to waste your limited time?"
Feng Hao smiled at the Wudang Sect Master and the others.
When Zhang Yuntian heard that cultivating in the spiritual land was so effective, he was immediately tempted.
After the Mahayana stage was the ascension stage.
But before ascension, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth needed was very terrifying. If it was in the Wudang Dojo, it would take at least three hundred years.
But if they went to the spiritual land, wouldn't it only take three years?
Zhang Yuntian was tempted.
Moreover … Wudang Mountain was still there, and so was their roots. It was just that … they had changed to a better cultivation cave.
The Perfected Persons also looked at each other, greatly tempted.
The world was big, but it was not as big as raising one's cultivation base.
Zhang Yuntian understood the meaning in the eyes of the Perfected Persons. He turned to Feng Hao and cupped his hands. "The Wudang Dojo … is willing to join the Dragon Soul Alliance … choose a day to go to the spiritual land …"
Feng Hao smiled and nodded. "Good … you have made a decision that will benefit Wudang for generations to come …"
After saying this, Feng Hao directly left Wudang Mountain.
This time, he did not choose to go to the other dojos, but went directly to the spiritual land.
He did not know what was going on in the heavenly realm in the past few days.
Could there be other ancient creatures that had left the spiritual land and sneaked into the human world?
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