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Chapter 506: Holy Fire Tomb!The real body ([-]-character chapter)

clang clang...

On the firewood volcano, the bell rang resounding, and the loud sound was vast, revealing the majesty and holiness.

Looking from a distance, a faint fire glowed on the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, everyone looked upright.

"Starting today, Guangming Academy opens the door to convenience...

"If you enter our sect, you can teach the Dharma. All living beings are equal, and there is no distinction between teaching and learning!"

The calm voice came slowly like blue waves.

Immediately, the whole firecracker became restless.

There was a trace of astonishment, astonishment and surprise on everyone's face.

"What is Guangming Academy doing here?"

"Teaching the Dharma to the world...Teaching the Dharma to the world, this is the great wish of the sages of the Guangming Academy!"

"The Dharma should not be taught lightly, otherwise there will be endless disasters. The sages of the Guangming Academy knew the pros and cons of it, so they chose the best students and never passed the Dharma lightly."

There are many sects in the world, and the emergence of sects is to protect and inherit.

There has never been any sect or faction that spread the Dharma in its own sect as a common tool in the world.

After the First King's Sacrifice, although the Guangming Academy lowered the threshold for selecting disciples, there was still a threshold there.

The implication now is to spread the Dharma to the world, teaching without discrimination.

"bring it on!"

Just when Wang Qiong was puzzled, a voice sounded in his heart.

Wang Qiong was startled for a moment, and immediately stepped out, flying directly to the top of the Fire Mountain.

The wind is hunting, and the cliffs are towering.

Under the blue sky, a figure stood, beside him was a giant tree that was as green as a canopy.

Fallen leaves are falling one after another, along with a few dead leaves.

"Grand Priest!" Wang Qiong looked from afar and saluted.

Since he returned from the wasteland, the Guangming Academy has taken good care of him, resisting many pressures and troubles in the open and in the dark.

Especially Wang Xuanzang, the chief priest of the Guangming Academy, spent no less thought on Wang Qiong than Ji Yuanchen and Fei Lao back then, or even more.

"You're here!" Wang Xuanzang whispered softly, he didn't turn his head, but there was a hint of joy in his words.

"The palace lord did not misunderstand the person. You are evil and fierce, and you have rebelled against nature. You have finally stepped out of your own path... I don't know how many peerless arrogances have been stopped by this step!"

The dragon veins of the prison were cut off, the prison master was born, and Wang Qiong was finally reborn from Nirvana, transformed and recreated in the midst of life and death.

This step is indeed full of obstacles, but once it is passed, it will be invincible and unfailing.

"Grand Priest, why..." Wang Qiong hesitated to speak, but the meaning was obvious.

How much turmoil and trouble will it cause for a giant like the Guangming Academy to spread the Dharma without setting a threshold?
Originally, all 49 cities in the world had branches of the Guangming Academy. In this way, wouldn't everyone be able to practice and refine the Dao?

People's hearts are hard to subdue. Once the power is spread, it will be like a flood and a beast. I am afraid it will be difficult to control. Such an approach is probably not what the court wants to see.

Since ancient times, Confucianism has violated law with literature, and chivalry has violated prohibition with martial arts.

Once the wisdom of the people is developed, martial arts are passed down from generation to generation, which is often not conducive to class rule.

"The old blind man in your town said that the world will undergo great changes!" Wang Xuanzang said suddenly.

"what?"

Wang Qiong was stunned, and the figure of the old blind man appeared in his mind.

That old blind man who was sick, with a pale face, leaning on a bamboo stick all day long.

"What? Was it a surprise?" Wang Xuanzang turned around and smiled.

"Didn't your boss mention it to you? The identity of that old blind man?"

"It's not just a blind man!" Wang Qiong whispered.

The boss who sells pork, the lame uncle who blacksmiths, and the old blind man who tells fortune...

When they were in Sanyang Town, these three were Wang Qiong's closest elders.

Wang Qiong was most interested in the old blind man, because his fortune-telling was never accurate, but his business happened to be very good.

Most importantly, the old blind man is good at telling stories.

In his stories, the love is fierce, the action is wonderful, and there are a lot of tricks. There are only two or three people, but the sense of picture is vivid in his mind.

Therefore, when he was in Sanyang Town, Wang Qiong wanted to run to the old blind man if he had nothing to do, and he was full of nonsense when he heard that he was drunk.

Beautiful talents, strange powers and chaotic spirits, luxury and money, secrets of princes and marquises...

Every time at this time, Wang Qiong felt that the old blind man was not simple. He seemed to know everything, even the size of which concubine of the Emperor Qin wore.

How can such a character be ordinary?How could he be willing to stay in this small Sanyang Town?

"The boss never mentioned it, he doesn't like the blind uncle very much!" Wang Qiong shook his head.

When I was in Sanyang Town, the boss didn't have much contact with the old blind man, and it was best to have a drink with the lame uncle sometimes.

He said that the blind man was talking all day long, and it was like a big girl stripped naked in front of him, and that feeling was very bad.

"Tianji...that old blind man is Tianji!" Wang Xuanzang said suddenly

hum...

Wang Qiong's head "boomed", even though he had already guessed it, but when he heard the name from Wang Xuanzang's mouth.

He still couldn't hide his shock.

Tianji, one of the Twelve Thrones.

There are actually two masters of the Twelve Thrones hidden in the small town of Sanyang.

Black Blade and Sky Secret.

Not to mention that there is an even more mysterious demon craftsman!

"By the way, Lin Luotian also came from there." Wang Qiong's thoughts turned.

On that day, in the "Dharma Sutra", he saw the scene 3000 years ago.

At that time, Sanyang Town was just a dilapidated small mountain village.

It was there that the young Lin Luotian and King Hoffa met for the first time in their lives.

"Could it be that there is some treasure hidden in that broken place?" Wang Qiong muttered to himself.

He has already decided that he must take the time to go back and have a look.

All in all, only Wang Qiong walked with this person for half a day. He was mainly responsible for the business of the Black Blade Butcher Shop, killing pigs and sheep.

In my spare time, I also go to the Qihuo Iron Shop to help the lame uncle.

After a busy day, I ran to the blind man, had some food and wine, and listened to his nonsense.

Over the course of three years, Wang Qiong has formed a deep relationship with these three people. For him who has almost no past, these three people are like teachers and fathers to him, and they have inseparable emotions.

But even so, Wang Qiong knew nothing about their past.

Especially the blind man, he is the most mysterious and low-key among the three.

"The old blind man said that after the Apocalypse Treasury is opened, this world will be completely different." Wang Xuangang said.

"What do you mean?" Wang Qiong frowned slightly.

"Everything we see will change, and at that point, all of us will face new changes."

Wang Xuangang gave an even more incomprehensible explanation.

"The old blind man is always talking like this. If you want to listen to everything, you have to pay more!" Wang Xuanzang smiled wryly.

The price of the rumored secret and the calculation of the future is not acceptable to ordinary people.

A word of ten thousand gold is not expensive.

Even the wealthy Guangming Academy is only willing to listen to one or two sentences.

"In short, after the opening of the Apocalypse Treasure House, this world will be very different from what it is now. It is always right to plan ahead." Wang Xuangang sighed.

Having said that, Wang Xuanzang looked at Wang Qiong: "He still has something to tell you."

"what?"

"Never look back!"

"What do you mean?" Wang Qiong asked suspiciously.

Wang Xuanzang shook his head: "If the words of the old blind man are so easy to understand, then he is not a secret!"

"A magic stick is a magic stick, it only cheats money!" Wang Qiong said with a curl of his lips.

At this moment, he had some doubts as to why the old blind man was among the Twelve Thrones.

Wang Qiong suppressed the doubts in his heart, and suddenly said seriously: "Grand Priest, I came back this time to ask Senior Shengang some questions."

"About the Wang family?" Wang Xuanzang interjected.

"You know..." Wang Qiong's eyes darkened slightly, and a trace of astonishment flashed across his solemn face.

"Shengang can't see you now, even if he does, he won't have anything to say to you." Wang Xuangang sighed quietly.

"I have the right to know." Wang Qiong clenched his hands tightly.

What he saw in heaven and earth that day was not nothingness, but a fact that really happened.

There is his past there, but this past seems to have been obliterated by some force.

Now, Wang Qiong wants to know everything.

"You have the right, but you are not qualified!" Wang Xuanzang said without hesitation.

"Why?" Wang Qiong asked in a deep voice.

"Because you are still alive." Wang Xuanzang said ruthlessly, "If they knew, Black Blade would not be able to protect you."

"What? They? Who are they?" Wang Qiong was stunned.

He suddenly discovered that things seemed to be more unknowable than he imagined.

Wang Xuanzang was silent, he didn't say a word, his eyes were filled with thought.

"You are a disciple of the Guangming Academy, but with your current strength, you can enter the Holy Fire Tomb."

After a while, Wang Xuanzang suddenly said something irrelevant.

"The burial place of the sages of the Guangming Academy?" Wang Qiong couldn't help but ask.

There are also records about the Holy Fire Tomb in "East Mystery Records".

Once the masters of the Guangming Academy have reached the spiritual furnace state, their remains will be buried in the Holy Fire Tomb after they die.

That is one of the most important forbidden places in Guangming Academy.

Ordinary people can't enter at all, but there are exceptions.

Among the disciples, if they have the appearance of a peerless evildoer, they can make an exception and enter the Holy Fire Tomb, and they can get a lot of opportunities.

If you are lucky, you can get the inheritance from the ancestors, or even the empowerment and transmission of skills, and it is possible to hide treasures.

In short, after entering the Holy Fire Tomb, the strength of the disciples will increase a lot after they come out.

"You go in with Xiao Twelve." Wang Xuanzang turned around and looked at Wang Qiong.

"There's the answer you're looking for."

"You mean..." Wang Qiong felt turmoil in his heart.

"Perhaps I should let you know the whole picture of this world!" Wang Xuanzang said with a heavy tone, as if he had made some kind of determination.

"Go!"

While speaking, he raised his hand, and Wang Qiong disappeared in place.

"You dote on him too much, you shouldn't let him mess around, it's not the time yet!"

At this moment, a sound resounded, as if it came from the void, echoing everywhere in all directions.

"He is no longer a little guy, he should know something." Wang Xuanzang looked in a certain direction, his face suddenly darkened.

"Back when Black Blade took him away and put him in the Guangming Academy, you shouldn't have kept it from me."

As he spoke, a strong evil spirit flashed in Wang Xuanzang's eyes, and the surrounding space floated like a tide.

"This kid's identity is too sensitive, you have to know...he is pure blood!" The cold voice resounded again.

"Heaven and earth are overbearing!"

Wang Xuanzang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he uttered four words.

"Once his bloodline is awakened, the Wang family will find out about his existence. Who can take care of such a situation?" said the cold voice leisurely.

"In today's world, apart from Qin Jiu, Dao Wuyi, and the one from the Dark Church, I am afraid that no one can stand in front of that family... You know this better than me."

"So what?" Wang Xuanzang shook his head and said.

"There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years... Do you think those three guys hid in Sanyang Town and did nothing?"

"They built the most terrifying weapons and bet everything on the future."

A frightening light flashed in Wang Xuanzang's eyes, like the rising sun, like the resurrection of all things... full of hope and expectation.

"That kid has the power to influence the future!"

"You value him too much, domineering Zhengang..."

"Just wait! Once the Apocalypse Treasure House is born, everything will be known!" Wang Xuanzang interrupted the words from the void.

"I hope that kid won't let you down!"

After the voice fell, the fluctuations in the void slowly dissipated, like a cloud of smoke, as if they had never appeared before.

"This kid... has never let me down!" Wang Xuanzang murmured softly.

……

On Shiwan Dashan, an astonishing roar came from the ancient cave.

The strong wind came from the cave, causing the earth to shake and the bloody air to rush towards the face.

"It seems that you have suffered a lot!" In the darkness, a young man walked slowly and stepped into the ancient cave.

"Champion Hou, your information is wrong." An angry roar resounded.

"It seems that he got a great opportunity in Judgment Prison and made great strides forward, but I underestimated him." Champion Hou Han said.

His eyes were like stars, and he looked into the cave.

"Yi Shenxing is dead, but it's nothing. It's just a pity that the Void Qi God Armor was made by King Huofa himself!"

"That idiot was unable to unleash the true power of that precious armor."

In front of the cave, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared.

Champion Hou walked forward slowly.

"Chen Gong, you should have figured out his details, but unfortunately, there is a fire volcano, you can't reveal your body and use your full strength."

As he spoke, Champion Hou stepped out of the darkness.

A beam of light hangs down from the hole on the dome and falls in the center of the ancient cave.

The dripping blood flowed wantonly.

A huge figure is entrenched.

It was a monster, its body was like a dragon, covered with thorny scales, its scarlet eyes rolled slightly, and the hideous wound on its back seemed to be broken, revealing its white bones.

"The six-armed supernatural power was broken, and he was injured like this. His strength has increased by more than a star and a half." Champion Hou looked at the behemoth in front of him, and said indifferently.

"Tuhou, you really didn't disappoint me."

rumbling...

The huge body moved, and the entire cave was shaking.

"Wang Qiong, next time we meet, I will definitely eat you!!" The voice of hatred resounded in the ancient cave.

"When you recover from your injuries, you can hunt as much as you want. Tu Hou's confidants have been cornered." Champion Hou smiled slightly, looking like he was holding a wisdom pearl.

(End of this chapter)