Sleeping for ten thousand years, the queen kneeled and asked me to come out of the mountain

Chapter 72 Myth... Broken?

The Fifth Patriarch did not answer his words, but looked at Yang Xuan and asked, "Young man, how long has it been since you have been injured?"

"It's less than half a month away." Yang Xuan smiled, with an indifferent expression on his face.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

what?
This Yang Xuan... actually suffered a Taoist injury?
Listening to the question and answer of the two, everyone understood.

Immediately, the audience was in an uproar.

"Myth, shattered!"

Although Yang Xuan possessed unparalleled talent, he suffered from an incurable Tao injury.

This really is... Heaven is jealous of talents!

No wonder, the Fifth Patriarch said that this person cannot be the Palace Master's disciple.

How can a person who has been injured by Taoism become the Palace Master's disciple?

They knew that Yang Xuan had been injured, but they never thought that his injury was actually the most terrifying Tao injury.

What is Taoism?The injury of the Dao is also!
This kind of injury is completely impossible to heal.

Even if his talent is high, it has already been useless.

If Yan Beiyuan took a trash as his apprentice, wouldn't it be a big oolong?

At this moment, everyone looked at Yang Xuan with regret and pity.

I regret his unparalleled talent and pity his miserable fate.

It's really heartbreaking that a unparalleled genius who has never been seen in the ages was cut off by a Tao injury.

Yang Xuan was a little scared by the eyes of everyone.

"What the hell, what's the matter? Why do they all look at me like they're looking at a dying person?"

"This situation, no, is there some misunderstanding?"

Just when Yang Xuan was puzzled, the Fifth Patriarch said, "Young man, you are physically disabled and strong, you are really kind!"

"What? I am disabled and strong?"

When Yang Xuan heard this, he immediately became furious.

"Nimma, this old man is confused. He even said that he is physically disabled."

"Is this sentence really appropriate for me?"

"That eye of yours saw that I was crippled, isn't your old eye dizzy?"

However, before he finished talking, the Fifth Patriarch began to sigh again.

"You were born with a Dao body, and you are compatible with all Dao. No wonder you were injured by Dao, and you can still resonate with all saints."

"This is the omnipotent supreme divine body. If it wasn't for being injured by the Tao, even this old man wouldn't be qualified to be your teacher."

"Sad! Alas! Since God gave you such a good talent, why did he want to cut off your path!"

The voice of the Fifth Patriarch was full of compassion, which made people cry.

Everyone felt inexplicably sad in their hearts, and they all felt sorry.

"What a pity, what a pity!"

This time, Yang Xuan understood, but he was even more speechless.

so...

What do you lament?
What are you sorry about?
I was just injured a little bit, didn't I have an incurable disease?Why do you look like your dead parents?

I am dignified and ancient, do I need your sympathy?Need your mercy?

At this moment, Yang Xuan was in a mess.

Actually, it's not Yang Xuan's fault, nor everyone's fault.

The misunderstanding between the two is really because the gap in knowledge between the two parties is too great.

For Yang Xuan, Dao injuries are just pediatrics; but for everyone, Dao injuries are incurable diseases.

Now that the misunderstanding has been formed, it is difficult to resolve it.

Even if Yang Xuan stood up at this time and said that he had the confidence to heal the wound, everyone would not believe it.

Summer insects cannot speak ice, and ordinary people cannot speak words. This is a difference in level!
At this time, Yang Xuan finally came to his senses, "The misunderstanding in the middle must be clarified."

However, before he could explain, the voice of the Fifth Patriarch sounded again.

"Young man, can you come in and let me see your injury?"

As soon as the voice fell, the space suddenly split open, and a road paved with colorful auspicious clouds appeared in front of everyone.

"Empty matter, mysterious powers!"

"Oh my god, the Fifth Patriarch of Xuegong is the great power of Xuanxian!"

"There are Xuanxians in the fairy world, it's so shocking!"

Everyone watched this scene, too shocked to speak.

Today seems to be a day of miracles, first Wushuang genius came, and then Xuanxian was born.

The continuous miracles constantly challenged their ability to withstand stress. If they had a bad heart, they might have fainted already.

With the appearance of the colorful cloud road, the figure of the Fifth Patriarch gradually faded.

It turned out that what appeared in the sky was only the manifestation of the Fifth Patriarch's divine consciousness.

His real body is hidden in a small world in the void.

"Nimma, this is not even giving a chance to explain!"

Yang Xuan cursed secretly, then moved his body and embarked on the colorful road.

There's no way, as soon as he finished speaking, he threw out a path, so why don't you go?
However, he was in a bad mood.

He wanted to rush in, find out the old man who was doing bad things, and let him make it clear to everyone in public that his wounds could be cured...

As soon as Yang Xuan left, the entire testing field immediately fell silent.

The Fifth Patriarch called Yang Xuan away, what would happen?

Everyone can't figure it out.

But no matter what, Yang Xuan was finished.

Seeing the birth of the myth and the shattering of the myth with their own eyes made them feel very sad.

"Everyone is gone!"

Yan Beiyuan waved to everyone, and then left with a depressed expression on his face.

Today is really a big ups and downs for him.

I thought that the appearance of Wushuang genius was the favor of heaven for the academy, but in the end, it turned out to be nothing but joy.

If it wasn't for the appearance of the ancestor, he would take a trash as an apprentice, and it would be a shame.

The crowd gradually dissipated, and the academy returned to calm.

In the huge square, there were only a few people from Nanling.

"Big Brother, you were really injured by the Dao, can't you save it?" Yan Xiaoshi sat on the bed in pain, her face full of disbelief.

"Girl, let's go, the myth has been shattered, and we have no hope." Zhou Qingyuan comforted the little girl, and prepared to leave with a few Nanling geniuses.

"No, I'm going to wait for my big brother to come out, and I'm going to help him find a way to heal his injuries."

The little girl shook her head stubbornly, broke free from the obstruction of Zhou Qingyuan and others, and walked towards the school.

"Oh, forget it, let her go!"

Knowing the little girl's temperament, Zhou Qingyuan sighed, turned around and walked towards Luhui.

……

The sky above the school palace.

There is a small world with a radius of no more than tens of miles.

The space is filled with a lot of gray dead air, the ground is covered with countless cracks, and there is hardly a single plant to be seen.

It seems that this is a small world that is dying.

In the center of the small world, there is a small courtyard, in which sits an old man with white hair.

He was skinny all over, his face was very pale, his eyes were closed tightly, if he wasn't still breathing, he might be regarded as a zombie.

That worn-out robe was covered with thick dust, and I don't know how many years he has maintained this posture.

This old man is the Fifth Patriarch, but his state is extremely abnormal.

Yang Xuan's face full of displeasure was suddenly filled with surprise.

I thought the Fifth Patriarch was an old man with a sense of immortality, but he didn't expect that he was actually a dying person.

(End of this chapter)