Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 704
Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, one month had passed since the opening of the ancestral hall.

Outside the ancestral hall, Wu Qingtian and several quasi-sages of the martial arts family sat cross-legged here, and the atmosphere of anxiety has already permeated the place.

In the past, they were sent away half a month later, but now it has been several months. This situation shows that there are only two results.

Either get the inheritance of the Second Sage of Xiaoyao.

Or it's already dead inside.

Although they were in a hurry, they couldn't force their way in, so they could look at each other and wait anxiously.

Thinking of this, Wu Qingtian couldn't calm down, he couldn't know what the current situation in the ancestral hall was like, so he could only silently pray that the two of them could bring back the real inheritance.

Another month of waiting has passed.

These quasi-sages outside the ancestral hall have long been restless, watching the two statues closely. If they didn't still have a glimmer of hope, they would have left long ago.

"Patriarch, there shouldn't be any accidents happening to them, right?" Wu Chen asked in a hoarse voice, as if these two months had made him much older.

Wu Qingtian smiled wryly, and said: "The ancestral temple has existed for 10 years, and there has never been any accident. I think they should be accepting the inheritance from their ancestors."

This is just to comfort myself, two months is too long, and the inheritance is almost insignificant.

"I hope nothing will happen to my granddaughter and this kid, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

Wu Chen could only sigh, and immediately closed his eyes.

Buzz!

Inside the ancestral hall, the warm milky white light gradually dissipated, and there were two figures sitting cross-legged with their palms together.

The Second Sage Xiaoyao also smiled softly, but the figures of the two became thinner and thinner, obviously not long before they dissipated. After all, this holy soul has persisted for 10 years.

But the two didn't have any fear, and cherished this last time extremely.

"breakthrough!"

Lu Feng murmured softly, the power accumulated in his body finally burst out uncontrollably.

Surging and vast power surged around the body, and strands of light rushed into the primordial spirit.

"This little guy is about to break through."

Xiaosheng looked at Lu Feng with satisfaction. After all, this junior was able to comprehend God's Extinguishing Demon Eye within half a month, and this martial skill is also his famous martial skill, and he can be regarded as half of his disciple.

"The foundation is very solid, but unfortunately, you and I have already passed away 10 years ago, so we cannot meet in person."

There was a trace of regret on Yaosheng's soft and beautiful face.

While the two were talking, a tyrannical coercion emanated from Lu Feng's body, accompanied by a ripple, and finally reached the realm of the Ninth Heaven Martial Realm.

But Lu Feng didn't stop here, as the milky white light kept pouring into his body.

The mental power that reached level 57 unexpectedly also reached level 58 in a roar at this moment.

The power of the holy source is too vast, strands of crystal light enveloped the whole body, turning into blossoming crystal flames.

In just a few minutes, this force reached a limit, and then the two divine towers above the head floated up, pushing it to the peak of level 58.

"What a powerful spiritual force, is that the Divine Tower Palace of the Primordial Sect Xuanshenzong?"

The two sages of Xiaoyao were deeply surprised. As saints in the ancient times, that era was not too far away from the ancient times, and the famous Shenque Palace also knew a little bit.

"Just let me help him."

Yao Sheng flicked his blurred fingers, and a beam of colored light shone into Lu Feng's eyebrows.

Immediately there was a roaring sound, and the profound energy of heaven and earth became disordered. With the vital help of Yaosheng, it broke through to the 59th level of spiritual power.

"This opportunity is really amazing."

Lu Feng opened his eyes, noticed the changes in himself, couldn't help but bursts of joy floated on the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help clenching his fists tightly.

Not only has the realm reached the ninth stage of Tianwu, but even the spiritual power has reached the 59th stage, which is only one step away from reaching the [-]th stage, which is the level of Zunwujing.

But Lu Feng also understands that the improvement of spiritual power is far more difficult than the improvement of martial arts.

Today is thanks to Yao Sheng's vital flash of inspiration.

And at this moment, he looked at the two saints of Xiaoyao, and saw that the figure of Yaosheng was even more illusory than that of Xiaosheng, and he immediately understood that it was caused by helping him break through, so he couldn't help saying: "Senior, you."

"Xiaosheng and I are people who have been sitting in a state of insanity. To be able to help the younger generation once before dissipating can be regarded as repaying your affection for being able to accompany my martial arts junior to pass the test."

Yao Sheng shook his head lightly, even if he didn't help Lu Feng, he would disappear in a few days.

Lu Feng nodded sadly. It is already a miracle that the two saints can leave a holy soul to this day.

At this time, Wu Xingling had already opened his eyes as bright as obsidian, his small mouth was slightly opened, and there was a powerful and surging power in his body that had not been fully refined.

Lu Feng possesses black stone, which can quickly refine power, while Wu Xingling needs a longer period of retreat before he can fully absorb it.

"Ancestor." Wu Xingling called softly.

Seeing that the two ancestors are about to dissipate, there is also a deep sadness in my heart.

"Son, here is the treasure that Xiaosheng and I left to the Wu family, and I will give it to you now."

Yao Sheng glanced softly at Wu Xingling, as if seeing himself from her back then, a colorful light flashed from her holy body.

It was a women's close-fitting inner armor, the colorful armor was extremely beautiful, it was imprinted on Wu Xingling's body suddenly, and disappeared immediately.

"This is my battle armor from back then. It's a high-grade holy grade. It's called the Yaoguang Armor. Put it on."

And the battle armor was directly refined with Wu Xingling with the help of Yaosheng, which made her exclaim, this gift is too expensive.

A high-grade battle armor of the holy level is far more valuable than a divine weapon of the same level.

"This is the Nirvana Sword I left for the Wu family. Before I met Yao Sheng, I was known as the Nirvana Saint. I don't know how many evil gods I have killed."

Xiaosheng carried his hands on his back, his head slightly raised, even if it was just a sword spirit, he could still feel the domineering and disdainful aura from his brows.

"The Saint of Nirvana." Lu Feng murmured.

"Brought this sword back to the Wu family for me. It can be refined with the purest blood of the Wu family. Here are the nine Nirvana swords that I personally refined. His famous martial arts, Nirvana Sword Formation, this is for you."

Xiaosheng flicked his fingers, and ten pitch-black long swords exuding a murderous aura flew out from the bamboo house.

The Holy Sword of Nirvana fell into Wu Xingling's hands.

And the nine quasi-sacred swords fell into Lu Feng's hands, along with a book of martial arts.

On the pitch-black book cover, there are four large characters with murderous intent in the Nirvana Sword Formation.

"Nirience Sword Formation!"

Lu Feng was overjoyed, he couldn't help stroking the nine Nirvana swords flying around his body, and between flicks, there was a low-pitched sword sound.

Feeling a little bit, Lu Feng also secretly clicked his tongue on the mystery of the Nirvana Sword Formation, which is a powerful holy-level martial art.

In the ancient times, Xiaosheng was also known as the most monstrous saint. With a sword of Nirvana, countless saints were terrified, and the evil gods trembled.

After meeting Yaosheng, the killing intent subsided a lot.

"And here is probably what those younger generations want most. This is the holy source sealed by me and the remote sanctuary."

Xiaosheng sighed quietly, and shook his head, two fist-sized cyan orbs flew up from inside the holy body, each containing a holy source of holy light.

A sage usually leaves behind a holy source after sitting down.

With the holy source, you can understand the holy way more, and it will be much easier to hit the realm of the saint. Even a saint needs the holy source to understand the holy way.

However, there are only so many saints in the entire Eastern Profound Realm, how precious are the saints.

"Leave, the inheritance left by me and Yaosheng has been given to you, I hope my Wu family can prosper again."

Xiaosheng looked at Yaosheng tenderly.

And Yaosheng also smiled freely, and said: "Let's go, leave this place to me and Xiaosheng."

"Ancestors."

Seeing the two people's increasingly thin figures, Wu Xingling couldn't help exclaiming.

"Goodbye, senior."

Lu Feng looked solemn, and made a respectful salute. The two saints taught him a lot of opportunities. In a sense, they were of great kindness to him, and he also knew that this was the last goodbye to the two saints.

He sighed slightly, looked at Wu Xingling, whose eyes were filled with water and mist, and was already flushed, and immediately pulled her away from the space of the ancestral hall.

(End of this chapter)