Venerable Yuan

Huge pillars of light rose from above many disciples of Saint Origin Peak, shining for hundreds of miles.

The disciples of Qifeng looked at the beam of light with expressions of amazement on their faces. After all, the shock brought by Saint Origin Peak's ranking first in the Source Pool Festival was obviously much higher than that of Cangxuan Peak's ranking first.

Of course, judging from the previous situation, Cangxuan Peak was once at an advantage, but when Zhou Yuan took out the source marrow of the ten thousand feet water beast, Saint Origin Peak caught up.

After all, the quality of the source marrow of the ten thousand feet water beast is too high, and the total of Saint Origin Peak is nearly 50%. This will undoubtedly be a heavyweight. Therefore, at the last moment, Saint Origin Peak overtook Cangxuan Peak and won the final victory. First.

But there is no point in saying this, because strictly speaking, more than 90% of the source marrow contribution from Saint Origin Peak must be attributed to Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao.

If it weren't for their existence, Saint Origin Peak would have been destroyed by Jian Lai Peak's wrath as soon as it entered the Source Pond, let alone get the first place in the Source Pond Festival...

When the disciples all over the mountain were sighing at the astonishing achievements of Saint Origin Peak, at the highest point, Headmaster Qingyang and others also nodded lightly while looking at this scene.

"It is not easy for Saint Origin Peak to achieve such results, and Elder Shen has contributed a lot." Headmaster Qingyang looked at Elder Shen Taiyuan, who was not far away and also looked excited, and said with a smile.

When Shen Taiyuan heard this, he quickly bowed and said with some shame: "This is not my contribution, but Zhou Yuan's contribution."

He was telling the truth, because since Zhou Yuan entered Saint Origin Peak, although he tried his best to provide training resources, Zhou Yuan's ability to reach this point relied more on himself.

Even for some guidance on origin techniques, Zhou Yuan rarely came to him for advice. Sometimes Shen Taiyuan wanted to fulfill his teaching responsibility, but it was difficult and he had no chance.

Headmaster Qingyang nodded and said with some relief: "At first, I thought it would be a waste to invest in the Holy Origin Summit with his talent, but I didn't expect that it would be such a perfect fit in the end."

Shen Taiyuan also nodded empathetically. After all, Zhou Yuan ranked first in the Mountain Selection Ceremony. With his talent, even if he entered the other six peaks, he would still be able to gain some attention. However, no one expected that he would eventually choose Saint Origin Peak.

"In one month, this year's new disciples will also pass the mountain selection ceremony. At this time, Saint Origin Peak has achieved such impressive results, and I think it will be able to attract many new disciples." Shen Taiyuan was a little eager in his heart. Now Saint The gate of Source Peak is reopened. This kind of advertisement is needed to expand the reputation and make the new disciples devote themselves to Saint Source Peak and become fresh blood. Only in this way can their Saint Source Peak continue to grow.

It can be said that Zhou Yuan helped Saint Origin Peak achieve the first place in the Origin Pond Festival at the perfect time.

Headmaster Qingyang looked at the disciples who were all over the mountain, and the loud voice sounded again: "The rankings have been revealed. Sword Cometh Peak shall be baptized by four dragons. The Holy Son, the chief, shall be baptized by six dragons."

"Lingwen Peak, Snow Lotus Peak, Hongya Peak, Thunder Prison Peak... should enjoy the baptism of six dragons, and his son, the chief, can enjoy the baptism of eight dragons."

"Cangxuan Peak is ranked second. Disciples can enjoy the baptism of seven dragons. His son, the chief, can enjoy the baptism of eight dragons."

Whenever Headmaster Qingyang's voice fell, with the exception of Jianlai Peak, the disciples of other peaks burst into deafening cheers. For most of the disciples of each peak, the Baptism of the Six Dragons was unattainable. Even some top purple belt disciples need some luck to enjoy it occasionally.

As for the baptism of the seven dragons, even the chief may not be able to obtain it. Generally speaking, this is the standard for the saints of each peak.

Among the ten great saints of Cangxuan Sect, there are only a handful of people who can enjoy the baptism of eight dragons now, so this time, when all the saints learned that they could enjoy the baptism of eight dragons, they were all somewhat satisfied.

They knew that the reason why they were able to enjoy the baptism of eight dragons this time was probably because they had obtained some of the source marrow of the ten thousand feet water beast.

"Saint Origin Peak ranks first, all disciples should enjoy the baptism of seven dragons..."

The source marrow ranking of Saint Source Peak is only slightly ahead of Cangxuan Peak, so in terms of source marrow baptism, the disciples of Cangxuan Peak are exactly the same and have not surpassed it.

However, in response to this, none of the disciples of Saint Origin Peak showed disappointment. Instead, they cheered ecstatically. Even top purple belt disciples such as Zhou Tai and Lu Yan could not hide the excitement on their faces.

Because they have never enjoyed the baptism of seven dragons so far.

"Chief Mighty!"

"Yao Yao mighty!"

In the excitement, all the disciples of Saint Origin Peak shouted out, and the atmosphere was frenzied, because they all knew exactly who their seven dragon baptism came from this time.

The disciples of other peaks also seemed a little envious. After all, the baptism of the Seven Dragons was somewhat out of reach even for them.

Headmaster Qingyang smiled, his eyes finally resting on Zhou Yuan, and he said in a loud voice: "Zhou Yuan, you are the chief of Saint Origin Peak and have made great contributions, and you have made great contributions in hunting down the ten thousand foot water beast. Obtain the maximum amount of source marrow. According to the judgment, you can enjoy this source pool festival..."

"Baptism in Kowloon!"

When the last four words fell, the whole world erupted into an uproar, and countless eyes looked at Zhou Yuan's figure with blazing eyes, full of desire and covetousness.

Even some of the Holy Sons had envy in their eyes.

Baptism in Kowloon!

That is the highest point of the baptism of the source marrow. Not to mention that no one in this generation of saints has reached it. Even in the past hundred years, no saint has been able to reach this step.

No one thought that the person who reached Kowloon for baptism for the first time in a hundred years was not a saint, but just a chief...

And he is also the chief of Saint Origin Peak!

While everyone was watching, Zhou Yuan's heart also fluctuated slightly. Although he had expected it before, when Headmaster Qingyang made the announcement, he still found it difficult to completely calm down.

As early as when he first entered Saint Origin Peak, he had enjoyed the baptism of the eight dragons, so he knew the effect of the baptism of the source marrow very well. If he could enjoy the baptism of the nine dragons this time, it would undoubtedly make him take a great step forward.

His strength has been continuously improving since he came to Cangxuan Sect for more than a year.

And the distance between him and the Great Martial King was gradually getting closer.

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked in the extremely distant direction. That was where the vastness lay. He knew that there, his father was dedicating all the strength of his country to confront the powerful Dawu Dynasty under great pressure. , buying time for him.

"Father...wait for me. When I return to Great Zhou, I will fulfill my promise. Everything that King Wu has taken away from our Great Zhou, I will take back again!"

Zhou Yuan slowly clenched his palms, his eyes firm.

At the highest point, when Headmaster Qingyang's announcement came to an end, he waved his sleeves, and infinite power suddenly descended. All the disciples disappeared out of thin air at this moment. When they reappeared, they found themselves on the Source Pond. Empty the huge baptistery.

The baptismal font is shaped like a pyramid. The higher the baptistery is, the higher the person is to be baptized.

Zhou Yuan, on the other hand, was sitting cross-legged at the highest point, looking down, he could see a figure with no end in sight.

Boom!

The origin energy between heaven and earth was boiling violently at this moment.

There is an endless mysterious aura, falling from the sky, the sky and the earth are hazy, and in that, the sound of dragon roars comes out vaguely...

Zhou Yuan raised his head and looked at the sky, where a dragon shadow descended from the sky, bringing pure and majestic power.

His eyes gradually closed, and he began to enjoy the Cangxuan Sect's first Nine Dragons baptism in the past hundred years...