"This kid is not bad. What a pity!" King You Hai looked at Liu Chengfeng with pity. If it weren't for the rules, he would have given the Emperor's inheritance to this young man. Now, he could only let this unknown person from the Pantheon Palace take advantage of him.
"Ah … Let's start! I'll let you make the first move! "Zhao Yuande yawned, looking nonchalant.
"Ho!"
Liu Chengfeng's face suddenly turned serious, and a deafening Buddhist chant came out of his mouth. This Buddhist chant lingered for a long time, and it reverberated in the hall like a huge bell.
Zhu Wanqing and the young man felt dizzy, and they fell into a muddle-headed world, unable to extricate themselves.
"Clang!"
A soft sound was heard, and a sword as thin as a willow branch appeared in Liu Chengfeng's hand. He opened the scabbard slightly, and a bright white divine light shot up into the sky. The roof of the hall was instantly broken by the divine light, and the endless starry sky appeared in front of everyone.
"Innate Spiritual Treasure!" King You Hai was slightly shocked. He didn't expect Liu Chengfeng to be able to take out an Innate Spiritual Treasure sword.
However, he still didn't have any hope for Liu Chengfeng, because the Innate Spiritual Treasure in this world couldn't break the immortal corpse's defense, let alone hurt him.
"You can admit defeat now. I don't want to hurt anyone!" Liu Chengfeng only pulled the scabbard open a little. He felt that this kind of power was enough to intimidate the other party. He spoke slowly, but at this time, he no longer had his original calm and casual manner. Instead, he had become a sharp divine sword, one with the sword.
"Oh! Innate Spiritual Treasure? " Zhao Yuande looked at the thin sword in Liu Chengfeng's hand, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Not bad, this sword is really not bad. It's really a good sword! It's a good sword, but it shouldn't be in your hands. Why don't I help you find a new owner for it later? "
Zhao Yuande looked at the sword, and immediately understood why Liu Chengfeng could only be called a layman. All the unfinished business was a lie. He was bound! He was bound by this sword!
"Arrogant!"
Liu Chengfeng did not want to give in anymore. He slowly pulled open the scabbard in his hand, and a ferocious white tiger roared out from the gap. It had ferocious claws, sharp fangs, and blood-red eyes. The entire hall was instantly shrouded in a ferocious aura. This white tiger was the sword spirit of this sword.
When the sword was unsheathed, a dazzling white light shone from it. A long comet-like tail emerged from the dazzling sword light and pierced through the void, stabbing towards Zhao Yuande's chest.
Zhao Yuande only felt a strong sword intent approaching his body. Even he could not help but exclaim in his heart. In front of this person, Jian Jiuxiao was not even a fart. He had already formed a complete sword intent. His fighting strength was basically invincible among those of the same level.
Although the Sword Intent was strong and the Connate Numinous Treasure was extremely powerful, in Zhao Yuande's opinion, they still posed no threat to the physical body.
He gently stretched out his finger and pinched the tip of the sword lightly.
Seeing Zhao Yuande's action, even someone as refined as Liu Chengfeng could not help but feel angry. "You're overestimating yourself!"
He gently activated the Connate Numinous Treasure in his hand, intending to teach his opponent a lesson.
The other two also looked at the battlefield in disbelief. Their breathing was rapid and their minds were tense. They did not even blink, afraid that they would miss an exciting scene.
This was especially true for Zhu Wanqing. At this moment, he felt a little uneasy. He was afraid that if his grandmaster's sister could not withstand the attack, would his grandmaster go crazy?
Just as everyone was having different thoughts, the tip of the sword came into contact with Zhao Yuande's finger. The ferocious tiger bared its fangs and brandished its claws as it bit towards the finger. At the same time, rays of dazzling white light came into contact with the finger.
"Ding, ding!"
In an instant, a series of tinkling sounds erupted, like pearls falling on a jade plate.
Everyone only saw the tip of the sword being pinched by two white jade fingers. Divine light exploded from the tip of the sword, but unfortunately, it did not cause any damage to the finger.
"Impossible!" Liu Chengfeng screamed. His voice pierced through everyone's eardrums. He no longer looked like a monk who was about to become a monk. He was clearly a hysterical lunatic.
The others were also stunned by the scene before them. That was a Connate Numinous Treasure, but it was pinched by two fingers. It was too unreal!
Only King Youhai sighed secretly. He sympathized with Liu Chengfeng. He did not know if he could stand up again after this blow.
"Alright, why would a monk like you use such a weapon? Let me keep it for you!" Zhao Yuande exerted a little force and snatched the Connate Numinous Treasure away.
"Roar!"
The Connate Numinous Treasure's white tiger spirit opened its mouth and pounced towards Zhao Yuande.
"Naughty!"
Zhao Yuande flicked his finger lightly and sent the white tiger flying.
The white tiger let out a painful whimper. Its eyes were filled with fear. It no longer dared to grin at Zhao Yuande. It only looked at him fearfully and returned to the sword.
Zhao Yuande snatched the sword and sheathed it before sheathing it on his back.
Right now, he had three treasures on his back: the Tri-Colored Flowing Light Fan that he obtained from Hu Wanqing, the spirit sword that he obtained from Jian Jiuxiao, and the White Tiger Sword that he snatched from Liu Chengfeng. Each of the three treasures had extraordinary value, especially the White Tiger Sword. Although it was only the lowest grade of Xiantian Spiritual Treasure, even some of the super factions couldn't possess it. As long as this sword was revealed, it would definitely stir up a storm in the East Imperial World.
"You …" Liu Chengfeng's expression kept changing. Finally, he revealed a trace of a smile.
"Many thanks to Benefactor for snatching the sword! If not for Benefactor, I don't know when Chengfeng would be able to put it down. " Liu Chengfeng's face revealed a smile of enlightenment. He put his palms together and bowed to Zhao Yuande. "This sword shall be controlled by Benefactor! From today onwards, Chengfeng will enter Buddhism and will no longer use the excuse of unfinished mortal bonds. Amitabha! "
At this moment, the Light of Buddha on his body shone brightly. Rays of golden Light of Buddha pierced the sky, tore the void, and broke through the layers of chaos. A glittering golden road appeared under Liu Chengfeng's feet, leading straight to an illusory holy land.
Liu Chengfeng took a step forward and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"If Benefactor wishes to return the true spirit, you can try at the Numinous Mountain!" Just as Zhao Yuande shrugged his shoulders helplessly and was thinking of how to return this Connate Numinous Treasure, a voice as soft as a mosquito echoed in his ears.
This voice belonged to Liu Chengfeng. However, compared to the previous Liu Chengfeng, it had a trace of majesty and holiness.
The Numinous Mountain?
Zhao Yuande's eyes lit up. He had heard of this place in his previous life. It was said that it was the place of an enlightened monk. Many experts would return to the Numinous Mountain to understand the mysteries of Buddhism before they ascended.
Liu Chengfeng's Connate Numinous Treasure had been snatched away by him. The Buddha in his previous life, who had been suppressed by the Connate Numinous Treasure, had finally recovered.
"Sigh! Another young man has fallen into the sea of suffering forever! It's a pity that my Emperor's inheritance has lost another successor! "King Youhai sighed.
"Alright! Our time is precious. Hurry up and hand over the inheritance! " Zhao Yuande looked at King Youhai. He was dispirited. Although he had stepped into this place in his previous life, he did not obtain the Emperor's inheritance. However, he had too many opportunities in this life.
Although the ancient Emperor was powerful, he was not as powerful as the Emperor God in his previous life. Although he did not bring the things from his previous life to this life, he had left behind many techniques, experiences, and foresight of the development of history in his spirit. This was the greatest wealth in this life!
Not only that, but there was also the inheritance of the Path of Food that had appeared out of nowhere. This inheritance had broken the limits of his imagination. He had no idea what the power that supported this inheritance was. He did not know where the information from the Appraisal Skill had come from.
If one were to ask who could do all this, who could it be? The first thought that came to Zhao Yuande's mind was the Heavens! This was the Heavenly Dao. Only under the Heavenly Dao's cycle could one see through everything and detect everything!
"Alright, little girl. Don't worry. I'll send the three of you into the Land of Inheritance!" King Youhai looked at Zhao Yuande and could not help but feel helpless. He had to obey the rules.
Zhao Yuande suddenly felt his vision blur. A ray of emerald light enveloped him and shuttled through the void.
In the next moment, he felt his body stabilize and light appeared in front of him.
He appeared in an ordinary world.
In an ordinary courtyard, there was an old tree with withered leaves and a broken trunk. It stood quietly in the middle of the courtyard.
Beside the old tree, there was a pile of yellow soil and a tombstone.
The trunk of the old tree was charred black as if it had been struck by lightning. A tender branch emerged from the broken trunk and gently coiled around the tombstone. As the wind blew, the tender branch swayed gently as if it was gently caressing the blurry words on the tombstone.
Beside the tombstone, there was a stone table and a few stone stools. A broken teapot sat quietly on the table.
He gently sat in front of the stone table. In a trance, he seemed to see a pot of tea on the table. The tea mist was faint and a young Daoist was sitting opposite him. The young Daoist was engrossed in reading a Daoist book in his hand.
The charred tree beside the stone table was still a sapling. It danced in the wind. Every time it swayed, it would mischievously touch the young Daoist.
The young Daoist had a smile on his face. He gently caressed the sapling with his hand and softly murmured something.
Time passed quickly. The Daoist gradually grew old while the sapling's branches and leaves reached the sky. The Daoist and the sapling were still intimately interacting, quietly enjoying the time in this small courtyard.
Suddenly, the scene changed. The sky turned blood-red, and a Daoist wielding a divine sword was fighting a thousand-armed giant. A towering tree was protecting him, and the tree's paper strips were shaking as it killed one gigantic ferocious beast after another.
In the end, the Daoist's body was covered in blood. He killed the thousand-armed giant. However, there was a hole in his forehead. Black blood flowed out, but his eyes were filled with endless longing.
When the tree brought him back to the courtyard, the Daoist finally closed his eyes. The tree turned the ground and buried the heavily injured Daoist in the courtyard.
The scene changed again. The tree turned into a peerlessly beautiful woman. She fought in all directions and many terrifying existences. In the end, she unified the entire Central Region and built the Heavenly Imperial Palace.
In the Heavenly Imperial Palace, the portrait of the Daoist was placed high up. Following the rise and fall of hundreds of thousands of years, the Daoist protected the land of all humans in the Central Region!
Resisting the invasion of the sea race and defeating the alien races in the starry sky. In battle after battle, the woman and her seventy-two loyal kings were all killed.
From then on, the Heavenly Imperial Palace was stored in the Heavenly Imperial Palace. It was hidden in a secret space-time, waiting for the fated person to enter!
This was the life of the Heavenly Imperial Palace. In order to repay her master and protect the people, she finally died of old age and returned to her hometown in glory!
Without knowing when, Zhao Yuande suddenly felt a drop of sparkling tear drop from the corner of his eye. It fell to the ground with a loud bang!
He woke up from the illusion and found that he was still sitting in front of the stone table. The twig that was swaying in the wind had climbed onto his body at some point in time. The twig was trembling as if it was recalling the endless past.
"Sigh! The Heavenly Imperial Palace has been loyal and righteous all her life. Although she is a woman, she is not inferior to men like us. It seems like I have another heavy burden on my shoulders! " Zhao Yuande gently stroked the sapling like the young Daoist in the image. He softly said to it, "I know you are the continuation of the Heavenly Imperial Palace. Don't worry, I will bring you back to the battlefield of foreign lands to protect the Central Region and the East Imperial World!"
The sapling gently nodded as if it understood Zhao Yuande's words. The body that was rooted in the old tree suddenly fell off and burrowed into Zhao Yuande's sleeves.
"Don't worry! As long as I regain control of my body, I will plant you in my blood sea and let you fight with me! "
The sapling gently wrapped around his arm in his sleeves. Zhao Yuande could feel a sense of joy and satisfaction from it!
There were no secret manuals, no mountains of treasures, and no large amounts of materials. There was only a sapling that represented the rebirth of the Heavenly Imperial Palace! It represented the continuation of the Heavenly Imperial Palace's will! This was probably the true inheritance of the Heavenly Imperial Palace!
Zhao Yuande sighed softly. This was not only an inheritance but also an unshirkable responsibility. He knew that from now on, his path would be even more rugged, but he did not regret it!
Without knowing when, a huge door appeared in front of him. He saw the magnificent East Imperial World behind the door. It was like a poem or a painting. He could not help but be stunned!
Was this the world that the Heavenly Imperial Palace had spent her entire life protecting? Was this the path that he had chosen in the future?
He took a step in and appeared in the square of the Ruins of God in the next moment.
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