Chapter 405: Filling the gap with one's own body
Lin Ye nodded, confirming the choice he had made earlier.
A quarter of an hour ago, when faced with Bai Jinye's inquiry, he asked whether he was willing to give up his Yuanshen cultivation and golden body realm, give up Taoism and Buddhism, and focus on martial arts.
Lin Ye’s answer was: He would not give up.
Both his primordial spirit and golden body were the result of his own cultivation, and the reason he gave was the sentence above.
If this statement were made by fanatical followers of Taoism or Buddhism, it would be considered extremely disrespectful.
Because Lin Ye's words showed that he did not have much faith in Taoism and Buddhism. He joined Taoism and Buddhism just to learn Taoism and Buddhism in order to improve his own strength.
Bai Jinye looked at Lin Ye with sharp eyes. He had heard similar remarks before.
Those who learn from others will live, those who resemble others will die.
These words came from Wu Zu.
And this is exactly the answer that Wu Zu wanted.
If Lin Ye answers that he will abandon his cultivation in the Soul Realm and his Golden Body and choose to focus on martial arts, he will not pass the test.
Because Wu Zu was not satisfied with that answer.
In the mind of the Martial Ancestor, anyone who gave up what he had learned in order to inherit his martial arts was not qualified to inherit his martial arts.
His successors must seize every opportunity to become stronger, rather than destroying their own strength for an uncertain and unknown opportunity.
"Lin Ye, do you know what is happening outside right now?" Bai Jinye suddenly changed the subject and asked with a smile.
"What happened?"
"When you said that, it was destined that your martial arts would have a catastrophe. Although you have passed this level, whether you can move on to the next level depends on whether the outside world can withstand it!"
Bai Jinye’s words made Lin Ye narrow his eyes slightly. Was his answer about the catastrophe of martial arts?
"Now let me tell you why Wu Zu created this spatial rift. Time stagnation is only one of its functions. The real purpose is to shield the secrets of heaven and prevent outsiders from knowing everything that happens here."
Shield the secret.
These four words gave Lin Ye endless imagination.
With Martial Ancestor's strength, it seems that the only two people who can make him feel intimidated are those two.
Lin Ye's pupils shrank. Could it be that the martial arts calamity was related to those two?
In an instant, Lin Ye thought of many things...
"There's no need to say what I'm thinking. All I can say is that even the Martial Ancestor can't guarantee that his arrangement will succeed. He has also left a backup plan in the outside world. Now it depends on whether this backup plan can work."
Bai Jinye interrupted what Lin Ye was about to say. After saying this, he just stood there quietly. Lin Ye also understood what Bai Jinye meant.
Whether he can enter the next level or not, he can only wait and see what happens outside.
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Above the cliff behind the Zhenwu Temple.
Feng Buyao's hand seal was finally formed, and the thunder in the sky had been brewing for a long time, as if it was also brewing a big move. At this moment, the extreme light of thunder appeared from time to time above the dark clouds.
An extreme thunder storm is about to fall.
"True Martial Seal!"
Boom!
Just as the thunder was brewing and pouring down, Feng Buyao also roared, and with his roar, a giant palm appeared from under him, holding up the sky, blocking the entire cliff of the back mountain below.
The thunder fell on the giant palm, and the upward trend of the giant palm stagnated, but the next moment it continued to climb slowly towards the thunder in the sky.
This scene seemed to have angered the thunder, and then endless thunder burst out, endlessly.
The sky above the Zhenwu Palace completely became a sea of light at this moment. The dense and dazzling light of thunder attracted the attention .
Not only Qingzhou, but other states also noticed it.
A sea of thunder poured down, as dense as a tidal wave, but it failed to cause any damage to the giant palm when it landed on it, it only slowed down the palm's rising speed.
Feng Buyao showed a hint of excitement on his face. According to this progress, the Zhenwu Seal would soon disperse the thunder.
However, just the next moment, the smile on Feng Buyao's face disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.
The thunder disappeared.
The terrifying sea of thunder suddenly stopped.
But Feng Buyao knew that the thunder had not subsided, because the sky covered with dark clouds still gave him a feeling of palpitations, which was even stronger than before.
The next moment, even the black clouds dissipated.
The sky became clear again.
The disciples of Zhenwu Hall not far below the mountain heaved a sigh of relief when they saw this scene. In their view, the dissipation of the thunder meant that their Zhenwu Hall had won and defeated the thunder tribulation.
“We won.”
"The Grand Elder is mighty."
But just as the disciples of Zhenwu Hall were cheering, the clouds in the sky suddenly took on a color, one, two...
In the end, a large cloud of colorful auspicious clouds appeared.
boom!
At the moment when the colorful auspicious clouds gathered, a colorful thunder fell without warning, with a destructive attitude and unparalleled power.
The thunder struck the thumb of the giant palm, causing it to explode.
And this is just the beginning.
The second seven-colored lightning fell, this time it landed on the little finger of the giant palm...
The third one, the fourth one...
The five fingers of the giant palm were blown up by several colorful thunders in front of the astonished eyes of the disciples of Zhenwu Hall.
Feng Buyao's body staggered in the sky. He was the controller of the Zhenwu Seal. When the seal was destroyed, he also suffered the backlash.
The colorful thunder did not fall quickly at the beginning, and the interval between each strike was not short. However, as the five fingers of the giant palm were destroyed, the colorful thunder poured down in an instant like the previous thunderstorm, all heading towards the giant palm.
The giant palm was riddled with holes, pierced by the colorful thunder. It looked like a lotus pod with the seeds peeled off, or like a sieve full of small holes, only connected by a little bit of skin.
"Did it still fail?"
Feng Buyao had already fallen back to the ground at this moment. She forced herself to stand up, hunched over and looked at the giant hand, and also at the colorful auspicious clouds in the sky that had obviously not retreated.
Boom!
The colorful auspicious clouds once again condensed into thunder, and this time it directly blasted the giant hand to the bottom of the cliff, and then several more colorful thunders followed the giant hand down.
Lin Ye's body stood at the bottom of the cliff. Lao Shi felt the colorful thunder above his head and his voice sounded extremely anxious.
"Fuck, why hasn't Lin come back yet? If he doesn't come back soon, his body will be chopped into ashes."
Just when Lao Shi was getting anxious, the thirteen names that Lin Ye saw on the fourth pattern on the Zhenwu Power Transmission Wall began to shine.
At the same time, thirteen figures walked out of the stone wall one after another.
"Martial arts successor Zuo Rang!"
"The martial arts successor Yin Ping!"
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One name after another sounded at the bottom of the cliff. Anyone familiar with the history of martial arts would recognize that these thirteen names represented thirteen brilliant martial arts saints in the history of martial arts.
There have been no less than a hundred Martial Saints in the thousands of years of martial arts history, but not many are well-known to the world, only a dozen or so. These dozen or so, in addition to reaching the realm of Martial Saints, have more importantly promoted the advancement of martial arts and brought martial arts to a new height.
“These people…”
Lao Shi looked at the thirteen figures, walked up to the giant hand with holes all over it, and then merged his body into the giant hand.
He used his body to fill the hole left by the giant palm pierced by the thunder.
After a while, a complete giant palm slowly rose from the bottom of the cliff, which made the Zhenwu Temple disciples at the foot of the mountain, who had originally looked as pale as death, show hope again.
And soon, this look of hope turned into a roar of excitement.
The giant palm was no longer just holding up the sky, it was also suddenly grasping.
This grip grasped the colorful auspicious cloud.
The auspicious clouds dissipated.
This grip grasped the thunder.
The thunder dissipated.
But at the same time, the giant palm also dissipated.
"Grandmaster, all the seniors...farewell."
On the top of the cliff at the back mountain, Feng Buyao was the only one who heard the names of the thirteen figures coming from the bottom of the cliff. His face was filled with sorrow at this moment. According to the words left by their founder, the martial arts skills of the disciples of their Zhenwu Palace would be locked from now on.
All of this happened just because their Zhenwu Palace disobeyed the will of heaven today.
