The Heavenly Palace had existed for who knows how many years, but it was destroyed in a single night. Now that the world had changed, wanting to revive the Heavenly Palace was easier said than done.
Hao Ren also didn't think that he could revive the Heavenly Palace in a single day. He only hoped to find a youth with the temperament of a leader and rebuild the foundation of the Heavenly Palace. This was the most crucial step, and also the most difficult step. Everything was difficult at the beginning.
After Yang Wu heard that the Heavenly Palace had so many terrifying enemies, he was speechless. He couldn't help but cry out, "The Heavenly Palace is the enemy of the entire world. How can we take revenge?"
Yang Wu wasn't a fool. He was smarter than anyone else. If joining the Heavenly Palace was so troublesome, he definitely wouldn't want to join.
"Humph, let's not talk about the past for now. But one day, when our Heavenly Palace reaches the peak, those culprits will naturally come and admit their guilt. Right now, you only need to show that you are stronger and more outstanding than the descendants of other powers. You don't need to do anything else." Hao Ren coldly snorted. He then continued, "Everyone in the Heavenly Palace has their own path to walk. Since you can't inherit the 'Heavenly Profound Arts', I'll pass on a few battle skills to you. Otherwise, you'll say that I didn't teach you anything."
Without waiting for Yang Wu's response, another strand of inheritance power entered the space between Yang Wu's eyebrows.
Soon, three battle skills appeared in Yang Wu's mind. They were the 'Stellar Sword Arts', the 'Styx Spear Arts', and the 'Thousand Transformations Fist'. Sword, spear, and fist, these three battle skills were all sacred skills. Without stepping into the Dragon Transformation Realm, they couldn't be cultivated.
Yang Wu hadn't stepped into the Dragon Transformation Realm, but he had battle strength comparable to a half-step sage. He could also cultivate them.
These battle skills seemed to be tailor-made for Yang Wu. He was proficient in these three types of martial arts.
Yang Wu was in a good mood. He bowed to Hao Ren and said, "Many thanks for Master's teachings."
"Don't be in such a hurry to thank me. Next, use your most powerful attacks. Master will first see what kind of trump cards you have." Hao Ren expressionlessly said.
"Yes, Master." Yang Wu responded and began his solo performance. He displayed all his combat skills and talents without holding anything back.
"Barbarian God's Fist", "Martial God's Fist", "Dragon Reverse Spear Art", "Meteor Sword Art" … Yang Wu performed every battle skill perfectly, and he also helped the "Zhenwu Boxing" and the "Fist of Death".
Hao Ren's old eyes flickered with excitement. He thought to himself, 'This boy's attacks are relatively simple, but he has comprehended two different kinds of martial arts. His perception is truly excellent. It's a pity that he has only comprehended a little bit. If he could upgrade his martial arts True Meanings, his potential would be even more extraordinary. What a pity, what a pity …'
"Master, your disciple has finished practicing." After Yang Wu finished demonstrating his cultivation, he felt very satisfied. Ten more years of cultivation time in the God of War Pagoda was extremely precious. It allowed him to perfect his foundation even more.
"Mm, so-so." Hao Ren gave his evaluation.
Yang Wu was depressed.
Could it be that his master's standards were really that high?
"Next, Master will teach you combat skills and help you reach a higher level." Hao Ren said.
"Master, isn't this too rushed? My wife is still waiting for me." Yang Wu hurriedly said.
"You don't have to worry about her. Master has given her a great opportunity. Her talent is not inferior to yours. If she is properly trained, she will be a great help to you in the future." Hao Ren replied.
He didn't care whether Yang Wu agreed or not. He began to talk about some of his cultivation experiences.
When a Saint preached, all things were silent.
When a Heavenly Deity preached, a vision appeared.
When Hao Ren preached, the stars moved.
Every word of his was like the evening drum and the morning bell. Yang Wu quietly entered the world of listening. Every word gave him great inspiration. Every sentence was like the vast expanse of stars, full of mysterious truths. This kind of profound feeling was impossible to capture.
Yang Wu entered a meditative state. From the Martial Soldier Realm to the Celestial Fish Realm, there were cultivation experiences at every stage. They verified his right and wrong, giving him a sense of enlightenment. He discovered his own strengths and weaknesses. From the Small Saint Realm to the Saint Realm, it was a whole new world. The Celestial Fish transformed into a Dragon, the stars flickered, the jade moon was like a flower …
In addition to the enlightenment and comprehension of the realm, there were also unique insights on combat skills. Martial cultivation focused on the cultivation of the heart. With a righteous heart and a calm mind, one could fight with righteousness. If one's heart was in a mess, one's moves would be chaotic. Only when one could control and control one's moves freely and the Great Dao was simple, that was the highest definition of martial arts.
These principles that started from the shallow to the deep were like rivers flowing into the sea, gradually becoming vast and boundless.
The stars moved, and the sun and moon rotated.
The surrounding grass turned into spirits, and the spirit grass became kings. All living things became full of vitality.
The Great Dao was different, but they all led to the same destination. The Martial Dao, the Dao of Life … they were all the same Dao. There were thousands of Daos, but Daos were all one, difficult to distinguish.
Hao Ren was an old monster who had lived for countless years. It had been many years since he spoke of the Dao. Ten thousand years of Dao accumulated in his heart, creating a shocking phenomenon.
In Yang Wu's Universe Space, there was an innate ice gourd. Inside the ice gourd was a little girl. She was lucky enough to hear Hao Ren's Dao. She fell into a state of enlightenment, as if she had returned to her mother's womb. She grew up in ignorance, watching her parents suffer, watching the changes of life, the changes of the stars …
Suddenly, the innate ice gourd flew out from Yang Wu's Universe Space. It released waves of innate power, absorbing the Dao from all around and pouring it into the little girl's Divine Court. In an instant, the Divine Court's Dao Flower bloomed.
Ice lotuses grew in all directions. There was also a small ice gourd tree that broke through the ground, forming a small ice lotus world.
Hao Ren had long finished his Dao lecture. His mind was wandering, accumulating many years of insights into a river. It allowed him to see millions of stars, the brilliance of the sun and moon. His harvest was great.
When he came back to his senses, he looked at the small world that formed nearby. His old eyes revealed a happy expression, "The Dao has formed a world. Could it be that this old man has really taken that step?"
However, when he looked carefully, he saw that the ice gourd beside Yang Wu was transmitting an indescribable power. His expression fell, "I was happy for nothing."
In the next moment, Hao Ren's eyes jumped. Two strands of divine power shot towards the ice gourd. The ice gourd released waves of icy mist, blocking his vision.
"Strange, strange." Hao Ren murmured.
Hao Ren looked at Yang Wu again and saw that his eyes were still closed, in a state of enlightenment. He didn't say anything and looked towards a certain direction. A doppelganger's divine sense landed in front of the sword stele, and a sorry figure appeared.
"Haha, I, Jiang Ping, am the most outstanding heaven's pride since ancient times. I passed through many trials and became a disciple of the Heavenly Palace." Jiang Ping laughed with incomparable excitement.
"If you didn't have that saint garment, you being able to come here alive is your skill." Hao Ren calmly looked at Jiang Ping and said.
When Jiang Ping saw Hao Ren, he quickly knelt down and saluted, "Disciple Jiang Ping greets Master."
Hao Ren looked at Jiang Ping and said, "This old man has already emphasized that you are a disciple of the 'Three Pristines' and cannot become my disciple. From now on, you can call me Martial Uncle. Being able to pass the trials is your fortune. Drip your blood on the sword stele and you will be my Heavenly Palace's second disciple of the 999th generation."
"Martial … Martial Uncle, which senior brother was the first?" Jiang Ping asked.
"Yang Wu."
"No way, how could that brat pass the trials before me? This is really infuriating."
"From now on, you can peacefully assist him in restoring our Heavenly Palace's glory."
"Hmph, wait until he has the qualifications."
"The Three Pristines' inheritance is on you. You can transform into the Three Pristines and cultivate all three at the same time. However, if you cultivate too quickly, it won't be good for a solid foundation. Continue tempering yourself in the Battle Mound."
"Hey, Martial Uncle, you can't do this. I just passed the trials."
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In another direction of the Heavenly Palace, there were purple clouds shrouding the area. Streaks of lightning constantly fell like dragons and snakes. This strange scene was clearly different from the rest.
The Purple Cloud Hall's Dao Field was left behind by the ninety-nine Heavenly Palace Masters.
Although this place had long been destroyed, there were still remnants of will left behind. With the support of a brilliant array, it still formed a strange scene for those who cultivated lightning profound energy to cultivate.
The Nine Palaces Gathering Cauldron was a natural phenomenon. Although it had been destroyed by the supreme power of the almighty, after tens of thousands of years of changes, it slowly gathered together again. It was not inferior to the Blessed Enclave of any major force.
A purple figure flashed through the lightning. She was not afraid of the power of the lightning.
Purple Yu Yue had the Heavenly Thunder Jade Skin Body, which was one in a million. She had a close relationship with the power of lightning. Not only could she absorb the power of lightning, but every part of her body could also absorb the power of lightning. It was as if she was born with a body of lightning, and could control lightning.
The purple clouds and lightning here were an extremely rare variant of lightning. They had a terrifying destructive power.
Anyone who was touched by this lightning would die without a doubt.
It was amazing that Purple Yu Yue could move freely in this environment.
At this moment, she was fighting fiercely with a creature in the purple clouds and lightning.
This creature was covered in purple clouds and lightning. Its eyes were emitting a strong evil aura. It had dragon horns on its head and a body like a lion or tiger. It had a ponytail and lightning under its feet. Purple smoke rose.
Roar!
Roar! The creature kept roaring, and the power of lightning around it became more and more violent.
Purple Yu Yue was forced to retreat by the creature's power. She was not discouraged. She formed a hand seal, and a battle pattern floated between her eyebrows. An electromagnetic field formed in all directions. The surrounding purple clouds and lightning fell into it and quickly became her magnetic field. In the next moment, the electromagnetic field enveloped the creature.
The electromagnetic field could not hurt the creature. Instead, it made the creature confused. It had been with lightning since it was young. Why did the power of lightning no longer listen to its orders?
A voice rang out. "Qilin baby, are you willing to be friends with me?"
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