Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

Within the Zixu Sect, there was peace and quiet, fairy mist surrounded all directions, and the sound of bells echoed leisurely in the winding mountains.

As the huge warship returned, countless disciples and elders knelt on the ground respectfully.

"Congratulations to our ancestor for his return!"

"Congratulations to our ancestor for his return!"

Voices resounded through the sky. Lin Feng's deeds of killing hundreds of sect ancestors and suppressing three half-emperors have been reported back to Zixu Sect. Countless disciples and elders' belief in Lin Feng has reached the point of fanaticism!

Woohoo...

As the warship docked, Lin Feng's figure moved and returned to his small courtyard, lying on the Taishi chair that had been around for thousands of years.

The breeze was blowing in all directions, and the purple bamboo forest was rustling. Lin Feng closed his eyes comfortably, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around him, bringing a sense of comfort in the warmth.

"Man follows Heaven, Heaven follows Tao, and Tao follows the will, all are natural..."

While whispering, Lin Feng restored the spiritual energy consumed in the battle.

Time passed slowly, and ten years passed again.

Dang...dang...dang...

The long and crisp voice echoed throughout the sect. Lin Feng had returned to his peak state at this time, and even improved slightly in his cultivation.

"I still can't feel the artistic conception of Tao, that's all... The mystery of Tao cannot be forced. Today seems to be the day when the sect accepts disciples? I'll go and have a look too."

Lin Feng muttered to himself, and then disappeared into the small courtyard and arrived at the Zixu Sect's main hall.

At this time, there was only Zixu Sect Master in the hall. When Lin Feng appeared, he bowed respectfully.

"I've met my ancestor."

"Is today the day when our sect opens the mountain and accepts disciples?"

Lin Feng said calmly.

"Back to my ancestors, exactly."

Zixu Sect Master's eyes were full of respect, Lin Feng said nothing, but slowly walked out of the hall, stood in the air, and looked down at the thousands of young people under the Zixu Mountains.

These young monks are either very powerful, or they have strong people protecting them behind them.

"More than a hundred years have passed, and time is like water."

There was a trace of melancholy in Lin Feng's eyes. Unknowingly, he had been in this world for more than a hundred years! This is equivalent to a mortal lifespan.

The Purple Void Sect opens a mountain once every three hundred years, and only accepts more than 5,000 disciples each time... Hundreds of years have passed, and the outer disciples of the Purple Void Sect have either entered the Violet Palace and gained a longer life span. Most of them have long since become For a rub of loess.

"If I don't step into the highest realm, maybe I will become a decaying corpse in ten thousand years, right?"

Lin Feng murmured to himself, in this world of nine realms of cultivation, the Spirit Gathering only has a lifespan of a hundred years, and once you enter Innate, you can live for two hundred years.

The monks of Violet Palace have lived for five hundred years and can live for thousands of years by entering the Spirit Sea! Successfully transformed into a mortal for two thousand years! Divine Ability monks for five thousand years! Saint has a long lifespan of 10,000 years, and Quasi-Emperor can live to 50,000 years!

And the Great Emperor, who was said to be the power to suppress the world, could not survive a hundred thousand years.

No matter how powerful a creature is, it cannot escape the end of its lifespan.

"The hardest thing is to catch up with time. When will we catch up with the fleeting years? Maybe we can find the secret of immortality by breaking through the Great Emperor Realm..."

Lin Feng looked at the countless Innate and Violet Palace disciples and shook his head.

At this time, Zixu Sect Master followed Lin Feng respectfully, not daring to say a word.

"Let me set up this test."

Lin Feng moved his finger, and the sword energy rolled, instantly cutting out an open space of a hundred miles under the Zixu Mountains.

"Yes, Ancestor." Zixu Sect Master also stared at the open space with interest, but he did not ask any more questions. He did not dare to give instructions on what the Ancestor wanted to do.

"Sword energy! Get up!"

Lin Feng's voice fell, and the empty space was instantly enveloped by the terrifying Sword Intent. Countless teenagers obviously noticed the huge changes in the clearing, and the terrifying Sword Intent rolling around made their faces turn pale.

"This formation is called the Ten Thousand Swords Slashing Heart Formation. If you can stay in it for thirty breaths, you can worship at my Zixu Outer Sect. If you can stay in it for a hundred breaths, you can enter the inner door... If you can hold on for five hundred Breathing or above, you can directly become the core disciple of our sect!"

Lin Feng's voice fell, and countless teenagers became commotion.

"That sword formation is so terrifying! I could feel the terrifying throbbing from more than ten miles away. If I entered it, I might not be able to hold back three breaths."

A young man looked very ugly.

"But we have to give it a try anyway! This is our only chance to join the Zixu Sect."

"That's right...even if it's a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire! We have no way out!"

"The Purple Void Sect has already become famous in the mainland. This time, only the monks from my Cangzhou area came to worship the sect. If the Purple Void Sect is completely announced as a Quasi-Emperor orthodoxy, the entry requirements will probably be even more stringent!"

The eyes of each young monk were full of determination, and finally... a young man in the early stage of Spirit Sea strode towards the formation.

One boy moved, and countless boys started to move soon after.

Lin Feng just watched everything quietly from the sky, this world is so cruel! But it’s also true.

You can be afraid, but you must not retreat, because if you retreat, you will completely lose your qualifications.

How about spiritual practice? In the fantasy world, you fight against the sky, against people, against monsters...Only those who are fearless in life can overcome the vicissitudes of life.