Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

"Wow~"

Zhou Li exclaimed with a stiff expression.

"Wow even!"

Yu Sui, who was standing by, almost jumped up. "This ancestral hall is full of twists and turns?!"

Tang Wan didn't answer, she just stared at the tablet infatuatedly. After a long while, she exhaled lightly, her voice a little lighter.

"The Chiyou Sword is right here."

"what?"

Now it was Zhou Li's turn to be surprised, "Chiyou Sword? Wasn't that something that Tang Yugong imagined before he died?"

"I...can see Tang San."

Tang Wan came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Li and the others with a strange expression, "Or rather, Tang San wants me to go find him."

"Meet in the underworld?"

Zhou Li asked.

"No···"

Tang Wan was a little surprised. She stretched out her hand, clenched her fist gently, and then said slowly: "It was in the past."

The moment the words fell, the ancestral hall began to emit a metal symphony with mechanical rhythm. Countless talismans and formations hidden in the tower began to combine with each other, constantly adjusting each other to the most perfect state.

The sudden vibration made Tang Shanhong stagger. He looked around in astonishment and found that the surface of the ancestral hall, which was originally carved with ordinary murals, began to rotate like clockwork. Many reliefs and paintings that he had never seen before began to combine together.

what is this?
Tang Shanhong immediately sensed the weapon-refining techniques contained in these reliefs, but he was completely unable to comprehend them. The person who created these reliefs must have hidden in them a weapon-refining technique far superior to Tang Shanhong's, otherwise it would be impossible for Tang Shanhong to feel fear.

Yes, Tang Shanhong was terrified.

Because he saw the gap.

Some people don't feel fear because they have never stepped foot on a mountain, just like an uneducated person who won't react too much to the word Li Bai.

Some people are like this too. Although they set foot on the mountain, they did not reach the top. They accepted their fate near the halfway point and chose to stay where they were and no longer look up at the mountain.

The most pitiful person is the one who climbs to the top of the mountain in his mind. Just when he is feeling complacent, he looks up and sees endless mountains beyond the sky.

Tang Shanhong's pupils dilated and he looked around slowly and unconsciously. With every inch of relief he saw, the fear in his eyes grew a little more.

how is this possible.

Why is there still a way to refine weapons?
Am I not already a Grandmaster? Why is there still a way to go?

At this moment, Tang Shanhong's heart was full of panic. He thought he had taken the last step, but the moment his feet stopped, he felt a fear from the bottom of his heart.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
I am already a grandmaster who can establish my own school. There cannot be any method of refining weapons in this world that I cannot understand.

Tang Shanhong stumbled to the relief, stretched out his hand, and slowly touched the relief.

Not perceptible.

Although there was sufficient spiritual energy inside, no talismans or operating rules could be sensed, but it just started to work. However, this spiritual tool, which was so profound that even the Grand Master could not understand it, was made into a somewhat funny figure relief.

It's like a math genius who has found an equation that can never be solved, and who can't find any solution no matter how hard he tries.

But at the end of the equation, the correct answer, written like a child's scribble, was left there in a mocking manner. This was a great irony to Tang Shanhong.

He kept releasing his spiritual energy, trying to find the flaws in these spiritual weapons. But no matter how many weapon forging methods he used, no matter how delicate his spiritual energy was, he could not find any faults.

"I see."

Looking up and looking at the self-enclosed nine-story ancestral hall, a hint of relief emerged on Jiang Li's face.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat.

This is the real twists and turns...
After many people have seized the secrets of heaven, their first reaction is definitely to use them for their own benefit. This is normal, reasonable, and human nature.

But Tang San is different.

He forged thousands of machines and seized the fortune of heaven and earth, but he did not use it to turn it into his own power.

He chose to create a spiritual weapon that began to self-collapse from the moment it was born.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, Wan Muchun in front of the diseased tree.

This is a sunken ship and a sick tree, but it does not mean that Qian Ji Bai Zhuan is a failure. On the contrary, after realizing Tang San's true purpose, Jiang Li, who had been unable to let go of the fact that he could not see through Qian Ji Bai Zhuan, finally understood everything.

The mysteries of heaven are infinite, the charm of spirit is infinite, but they are not inherent in human beings. After Tang San thoroughly mastered the way of refining weapons and sensed what the mysteries of heaven were, he chose another path that even Jiang Li had not tried.

Use tools to eliminate the secrets of heaven.

Qianji Baizhuan has been preserved as the ancestral hall of the Tang Clan. Over the past thousands of years, time has not left any traces on this ancestral hall, and the entire ancestral hall is still brand new.

Everyone believed that this was the protection of the Tang Sect, while everyone in the clan believed that this was the credit of the keeper of the temple.

But only the masters of the past generations knew that time had indeed left its mark on the ancestral hall, but it was not the superficial traces of wind, rain, sun and rain.

“It’s a secret.”

Jiang Li held the black cat in his arms and whispered softly, "The entire ancestral hall contains countless secrets of heaven. These are the laws of heaven that Tang San comprehended after he embarked on the path of refining weapons. But he knows that the stolen secrets of heaven are too complicated, and they are not obtained by humans themselves. They can only be used for a while and cannot become the Tang Sect's own things."

"So, he sealed the secrets of heaven on the surface of the ancestral hall, letting time slowly grind these sealed secrets. Over time, those secrets were ground into pieces invisibly, and finally fell into the Tang Sect, becoming the nourishment of the Tang Sect members."

"This is why the Tang Sect has become more prosperous and more talented since Tang San."

Taking it for one's own use is indeed a solution. Faced with the infinite mysteries of heaven, even Jiang Li, who has attained the Tao and become an immortal, chooses to coexist with it and use the secrets after communicating with it.

But Tang San is different. He has both the vision of an immortal and the ambition of a human. He does not want to coexist harmoniously with Tianji, nor does he want to use Tianji to make himself stronger. This will only make the Tang Sect a flash in the pan, and it will decline rapidly after Tang San's death.

Therefore, he chose to seal up the secret and slowly hone it with the most powerful weapon, time. Finally...

The land of Tang Clan is full of secrets.

This also proves why the Tang Sect has been producing talents for thousands of years. Almost every generation has a genius who emerges out of nowhere and constantly increases the fortune of the Tang Sect. Until now, a Tang Sect has been created that can be called a prosperous era.

only···

“Impossible, impossible!”

Tang Yugong roared angrily. He tightly grasped the long black cone in his hand and said hysterically, "How could I not see through it? How could I not see through it?!"

"I can even see the outsiders of the Tang Sect, why can't I see through them!"

The dark shadow hidden in the Tang Sect moved. (End of this chapter)