Chapter 960

Gan Ruoxu's heart skipped a beat, but he shook his head, "That's not a good idea. I just received the God Lord's blessing and got the direct knowledge. If I immediately ask for a treasure, I'm afraid the God Lord will hate me."

No one would like someone who did not know when to stop!

Wu Ju was stunned, then he raised his thumb and said, "Brother Gan, I really admire you for being able to overcome your greed. Anyway, I'll teach you the formation first. If you need it in the future, you don't need to ask for it anymore."

"I thank you in advance," Gan Ruoxu said gratefully.

Wu Ju took out a pen and paper, drew the formation, wrote the seal script, explained the annotations, and tried his best to teach Gan Ruoxu.

As he listened, Gan Ruoxu was suddenly stunned, because the seal script was very similar to the Talisman Prohibition Spell under the Premier Priest in his mind!

Did the God Lord intend to give me a treasure? His heart was suddenly filled with ecstasy.

As Wu Ju explained, Gan Ruoxu became more and more certain. He had already made up his mind to immediately carry out this matter when he arrived at the National Guard Temple in the capital.

As he was thinking, Sun Qian walked in and said in a deep voice, "Dear Gan, the assassin is the inspector of the Yellow Turban Sect of the Kingdom of Taiping. He is the sworn enemy of the National Guard Temple. He happened to witness the strange scene of you receiving the God Lord's blessing. After investigating, he specifically hid here to assassinate you."

Yellow Turban Sect? Gan Ruoxu nodded lightly, he was not unfamiliar with this.

After years of propaganda from the Blessed Nation, the Yellow Turban Sect had long been regarded as an evil sect among the people. They and the National Guard Temple belonged to the branch of the Kingdom of Taiping. The Yellow Sky had replaced the Heaven, but the Yellow Sky that the latter respected was the Yellow Sky of the Earth, also known as the Emperor Sky. The Yellow Sky of the Yellow Turban Sect was the Middle Yellow Taiyi, also known as the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. Hence, they became sworn enemies.

"The Daoist thinks that we can't delay any longer. We should immediately leave the team and cross the river. The Daoist will protect you and rush to the capital," Sun Qian suggested.

Gan Ruoxu did not dare to joke around with his life. He looked at Wu Ju and nodded in agreement.

…

The journey was smooth. After three days, Sun Qian finally sent Gan Ruoxu to the National Guard Temple in the east of the capital.

The pines and cypresses here were evergreen, and cranes were fluttering in the wind. It was like a place beyond the mortal world. At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest with a wooden hairpin on his head was waiting at the door.

His facial features were clear and his temperament was out of this world. He was Xu Jingxu, the Abbey Dean of the National Guard Temple. The one he connected with was the Southern Dipper Star, who was ranked fourth in the Chart of Deities Achievement Ranking.

Behind Xu Jingxu was a young girl with bright eyes. She was his niece and direct disciple. She was Xu Feixiang, who had interacted with Chang 'e last year.

"The ancestors of the Three Pristine Lineages have shown themselves, and the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi is looking after us. It is our honor," Xu Jingxu said with a smile after seeing Gan Ruoxu. "The younger generation will surpass us in time, indeed."

Gan Ruoxu did not dare to show any neglect in the face of such an important person who had cultivated for many years. He bowed and said, "Greetings, Master Xu."

Xu Jingxu nodded slightly and turned to look at Sun Qian. "Thank you for your hard work, Headmaster Sun. Go and rest for a while.

Xu Jingxu nodded and turned to Sun Qian, "Thank you for your hard work, Sun Qian. Go and take a rest. You will be rewarded."

There were no outsiders around. Xu Jingxu smiled and said, "Gan, follow I to the Three Pristines Temple. You will be considered as a member of the National Guard Temple after paying respects to the three Daoist Masters and the previous grandmasters."

Along the way, Xu Feixiang talked about the matters and anecdotes in the temple with a smile. Gan Ruoxu calmed down and found his home.

As soon as he stepped into the Three Pristines Temple, Gan Ruoxu's gaze suddenly froze. The Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, who was in the middle of the Heavenly Lord Lingbao and the Heavenly Lord Daode, was different from the previous statue. The handsome face, the slightly white hair, and the deep eyes were exactly the same as what he sensed. The only difference was that the green robe was too simple and elegant. It was not suitable for the occasion of worship. The Heavenly Lord was still wearing a simple and solemn attire.

As soon as Gan Ruoxu made eye contact with the eyes of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, he felt as if he came from the temple to the vast starry sky. The rising green smoke made everything blurry and deep, like the boundary between the immortals and mortals.

Unconsciously, Gan Ruoxu's expression became solemn. Under the guidance of Xu Jingxu, he completed the initiation ceremony in front of the elders of the National Guard Temple. Then, according to Xu Jingxu's instructions, he isolated himself in the Three Pristines Temple to communicate with the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, polish his direct knowledge, and improve his strength as soon as possible.

Gan Ruoxu felt that the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi in his mind was getting closer to the original one. Sometimes, it would change into the image of the green-robed Daoist.

Knock knock knock!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Gan Ruoxu heard it. He thought for a while and asked loudly, "Who is it?"

"Brother Gan, have you finished your isolation?" Wu Ju's surprised voice came from the crack of the door.

Gan Ruoxu smiled and said, "Just finished. When did you arrive?"

He stretched out his hand. His palm was dark and the door opened by itself.

"It's almost half a month. I knock on the door every few days to see if Brother Gan has finished your isolation. No, I should call you Eldest Brother," Wu Ju smiled lazily.

"Eldest Brother?" Gan Ruoxu asked in surprise.

Xu Feixiang followed behind Wu Ju. She smiled and said, "According to the rules of the National Guard Temple, the ranking of the brothers is based on the order of entry. However, Eldest Brother is an exception. This is the title of the disciple who will take over the National Guard Temple in the future."

"Congratulations Eldest Senior Brother, congratulations Eldest Senior Brother," Wu Ju continued.

At this moment, Gan Ruoxu shifted his gaze and looked outside the door. Then, he heard a clear and proud voice, "We are also here to pay our respects to Eldest Brother."

A group of disciples of the National Guard Temple walked behind Wu Ju and Xu Feixiang. The leader was wearing a black Taoist robe. His hair was tied up high. His facial features were still childish and filled with pride.

"Senior Brother Lin …" Wu Ju whispered. He quickly turned around and winked at Gan Ruoxu. Xu Feixiang transmitted her voice, "It's Senior Brother Lin Fengxiao who connected with the Great Emperor Zhenwu, Zhenwu."

The Family of the Black Emperor? The previous Eldest Brother? Gan Ruoxu was suddenly enlightened. He was about to stand up and greet him. However, after seeing the other's expression, the young man still sat cross-legged. His back was facing the majestic statue of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.

Lin Fengxiao did not go in. He stood by the door and said coldly, "It's really admirable that Eldest Brother can be favored by the Three Pristine Daoist Masters. I'm quite curious about the power of the Heavenly Lord Heavenly Lord. I hope that Senior Brother can give me some pointers."

Wu Ju exclaimed and immediately said, "Eldest Senior Apprentice-Brother's supernatural power can kill people when he uses it. Let's not ruin the harmony between us."

He had always been timid and did not want to get into trouble.

"It's okay. I can die in the evening if I hear the truth." Lin Fengxiao's eyes were burning. He stared at Gan Ruoxu.

Gan Ruoxu was only a sixteen-year-old boy. He smiled and said, "Junior Brother Lin, please."

The group of disciples of the National Guard Temple who followed Lin Fengxiao suddenly dispersed. They looked at the scene with expectant eyes. They knew the power of the Art of Black Water and Senior Brother Lin's cultivation talent in detail. They were quite confident. However, facing the Family of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, although they were confident, they still felt uneasy.

Lin Fengxiao took a step forward. Suddenly, a shadow appeared behind him. It was an ancient and sacred snake and a tortoise. The snake wrapped around the tortoise's body. It was surrounded by black water. On top of it stood a vague majestic Great Emperor.

Swoosh, the Xuanshui of the Three Pristines Temple emerged out of thin air. Bit by bit, it was like the sea. The Yin water penetrated into it. It actually made Gan Ruoxu unable to change Yin and Yang and reverse life and death.

So strong!

This thought flashed through Gan Ruoxu's mind. He tried his best to visualize and sense the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.

Lin Fengxiao raised his hand. The snake spat out black liquid and shot towards Gan Ruoxu like an arrow. However, Gan Ruoxu was still sitting cross-legged. He did not move. He seemed to be completely stunned.

"Big brother Gan!" Wu Ju exclaimed.

At this moment, he saw a shadow also appeared behind Gan Ruoxu. It was in a green robe. It had handsome facial features. It had white sideburns. Its eyes were full of vicissitudes. It was almost the same as the majestic and sacred Heavenly Lord Yuanshi!

The Heavenly Lord Yuanshi!

The Heavenly Lord Yuanshi!

The disciples of the National Guard Temple could not help but lower their heads.

Gan Ruoxu closed his eyes and raised his right hand. The Heavenly Lord Yuanshi who looked like a green robe behind him also raised his right hand. The statue of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi at the bottom also seemed to tremble. The Three Pristines Temple suddenly became dark and deep. It was as if the ocean-like Xuanshui disappeared without a trace. The arrow like black liquid drilled into Gan Ruoxu's palm and there was no more reaction.

Everything returned to normal. Lin Fengxiao stood by the door. His expression changed. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said,

"Thank you for your advice, Eldest Senior Brother."

After that, he turned around and left.

"Eldest Senior Brother, you are getting more and more powerful!" Wu Ju gave him a thumbs up.

Gan Ruoxu stood up and smiled, "It's all thanks to the Heavenly Lord's blessing. I can try that formation now."

"What formation?" Xu Feixiang who was beside him asked curiously.

"The formation to open the passage and accept the gift," Gan Ruoxu explained.

Wu Ju hurriedly said, "Good, good, good!"

He was quite curious about what the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi would give.

…

Taking advantage of the deep night, Xu Feixiang and Wu Ju, the two people with a long history, arranged the formation.

Gan Ruoxu first completed the incense sacrificial ceremony. Then, he stood at the edge of the formation and began to visualize the appearance of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.

He chanted in a low voice, "The Jade Pure Purple Void Grand Dao Lord Yuanshi …"

Rays of pure white light lit up. The formation became like the starry sky. Then, a line of stars crossed the dark sky and fell into the center.

Gan Ruoxu looked at it and found that it was a stone tablet. It was simple and old. There were seven big words "kill" written on it. Other than that, there seemed to be nothing magical.

"What treasure is this?" Wu Ju came over.

Gan Ruoxu shook his head blankly and picked up the stone tablet. But the moment the stone tablet touched his hand, it went into his body and entered the Primal Aperture between his eyebrows.

"I still have to think about it slowly," Gan Ruoxu said thoughtfully.

The gift from the Heavenly Lord must be extraordinary!

At this moment, Xu Feixiang saw that Gan Ruoxu had really asked for a treasure. She was a lively girl, so she said crisply, "Why don't I try?"

Although there was a similar formation in the temple, her master always said that her cultivation was still too low and refused to let her use it.

"Sure," Wu Ju and Gan Ruoxu were curious.

Xu Feixiang stood in front of the formation and began to visualize the Goddess Chang Er. Gradually, in the starry sky like scene of the formation, a bright moon slowly rose, its clear light sprinkling around.

The light and shadow changed, and the silver moon fell. A figure in a white dress appeared, cold and otherworldly, holding a guqin.

Xu Feixiang, Wu Ju, and Gan Ruoxu's mouths opened slowly. There was only one thought in their minds:

The Goddess Chang Er did not give any treasure. She directly descended to the mortal world!