Chapter 330: The Art of Conferring Gods, the Scroll of Conferring Gods The two came out of the depths of Taihu Lake together. "Brother Six!" The Seventh Prince has not left Taihu Lake in the past few months. He has opened a cave on the edge of Taihu Lake. The place is filled with spiritual energy. In just a few months, the Seventh Prince's aura has become stronger. Seeing Chu Linguang find Yunhong and the two came out peacefully, he took the initiative to say hello to them. "Chu Linguang, the grievances between Qingyun Sect and Xuantian Sect will be settled sooner or later. If the two sects fight at that time, please don't show mercy." Yunhong said. He and Yun Shu came to Da Qin from Dayuan. Their current cultivation level was cultivated by Qingyun Sect. Both of them had the inheritance of their masters. If Qingyun Sect and Xuantian Sect went to war, the two of them would go all out for Qingyun Sect. "Teacher Yunhong, Your Highness, I hope this day will never come." Chu Linguang didn't want to fight with Yunhong and the others.
This complicated taste made him confused. He stayed here for three more days. "Brother Yan!" Unfortunately he didn't get a response. Over ten years of getting along has made him full of affection for Xuantian Sect. In addition, there is an additional master in the sect, and the spiritual thoughts and five elements escape techniques he practices come from Xuantian Sect. It is impossible for him to watch helplessly. Xuantian Sect collapsed. The stone forest was deep, as if covered with a layer of dark light, giving people the feeling that they would be swallowed up if they entered, so Chu Linguang did not dare to try it easily. Since Yan Zhen and the mysterious man entered the Tomb of the Immortal King ten years ago, they have never appeared again. The two of them came from better backgrounds than Chu Linguang, and were used to seeing the warmth and infighting of people. Chu Linguang was a guy who made them believe that there was love and affection in the world, and they both respected him very much. Chu Linguang was speechless for a long time, watching Yun Hong and Yun Shu disappear from sight. Chu Linguang came back to take a look from time to time, trying to find clues. He also tried to communicate with the soul of the Nascent Soul in the Immortal King's tomb, but he never got a response. Then Chu Linguang drank the spiritual tea again. Yun Shu said. "If we die in your hands then, Brother Six and I will die without regrets." Chu Linguang said respectfully to the two towering statues in front of Shi Lin. The two of them took advantage of the wind with their swords and flew towards the Qingyun Sect. After a while, Chu Linguang arrived at the Tomb of the Immortal King. He already had an ominous premonition in his heart. Just asking him to kill Yunhong Qin Yu and others, how could he do it. But he didn't want to imagine this.
The two old men in front of them were playing chess. The old man in white robe dropped a black chess piece, and the old man in black robe immediately picked up a white chess piece and dropped it. In ten years, Yan Zhen and the two of them may have gotten the immortal fate they wanted long ago, but they have not been able to get it, and they may have encountered something unexpected. Once the two sects start a war, there will be countless casualties, some small sects will also be affected, and the entire Da Qin cultivation world will be turned upside down. Qin Yu and Tuoba Yunhong were also in Qingyun Sect. "The two sects have too deep grudges, especially after the incident at the Immortal King's Tomb. I believe that both your Xuantian Sect and our Qingyun Sect are looking for the best time to fight to the death with each other." "Disciple Chu Linguang, a friend is trapped inside. I pray that senior will be lenient and let him come out safely." There are many monks who have come to the ancient dangerous land to rest at the tea stall, in groups, or drinking tea alone. "What if that day does come?" On the way back to Xuantian Sect, Chu Linguang saw a tea stall appearing in the Taikoo dangerous area at some point. But there were no complaints at the scene, and Chu Linguang went with the flow. He saw two old men sitting in front of him, playing chess with the same fruit plate in front of them. In the end, he found nothing and could only leave the ancient dangerous place and wanted to return to Xuantian Sect. Chu Linguang took a quick look and found that everyone had such a plate in front of them. Also at this time. Chu Linguang shook his head and told himself not to think too much. He knew clearly that when Xuantian Sect and Qingyun Sect went to war, he could not stay out of it. It was Chu Linguang's first time to discover this place in the ancient dangerous land. He was so curious that he came to the tea stall. As soon as he sat down, before ordering anything, the tea stall owner brought a tray full of flower and fruit spirit tea. Come up. Chu Linguang picked up one of the fruits, peeled the shell and ate it. The fruit inside looked like dried longan meat, but it contained a spiritual power that made people peel off the fruits one by one and eat them cleanly. After ten years of changes, the Tomb of the Immortal King has regained its tranquility. The stone forest is overgrown with weeds, but the forbidden magic circle hidden in the stone forest has not disappeared. On the contrary, because of the ten years of rest, more spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been absorbed, resulting in the forbidden magic circle. The power of the formation is even more terrifying than before. A cool stream of heat poured into the foundation building compass. This strange feeling made Chu Linguang frown slightly. He had no illusions. The sip of spiritual tea entered his stomach. He not only felt the cool taste, but also captured a stream of heat flowing through the foundation building compass. Breeding in the compass. "Farewell." "when!" It seems to be a set meal set by the tea stall owner and is compulsory consumption. Yun Hong shook his head and continued: "This battle is inevitable. If you don't want to turn against us, just leave Xuantian Sect and return to Dayuan. But with your character, you obviously won't do that, otherwise you wouldn't be Chu Linguang." ” "when!" The sound of the chess pieces falling seemed to be the sound of resonance between heaven and earth. Chu Linguang sat aside and watched intently. He doesn't know how to play chess, nor does he understand Go. He has never played chess in his past life. But at this moment, the old man in white robe and the old man in black robe are playing chess. For some reason, he can understand the movement of the chess pieces on the chess board. He seemed to see black and white people fighting on the compass. That chessboard is the realm compass.
The chess piece was like the five elements of spiritual power between heaven and earth, converging and merging, polishing each other in repulsion, and canceling each other out after fusion. I don’t know how much time has passed. "when!" When the last chess piece fell, Chu Linguang was shocked. There was a change all around. He found himself in the stone forest. There were no detectives or two old men playing chess around him. He was surprised to find that his location was just outside the Tomb of the Immortal King, in the stone forest covered by the forbidden magic circle. He clearly remembered that he had been guarding outside the stone forest for three days and still could not get a response from the soul of the Nascent Soul. He left there and wanted to return to Xuantian Sect. I met a tea stall halfway. Seeing many monks sitting down, I went down to have a sip of tea. Then I was attracted by two old men playing chess. Unexpectedly, I was fascinated by them. When the last chess piece fell, he suddenly woke up and found that he was in the stone forest outside the Immortal King's Tomb. "Did I fall into an illusion from the beginning?" "Or maybe I'm still in an illusion now." Chu Linguang felt confused. He tried to walk out of the stone forest, but the so-called forbidden circle did not appear. He did not encounter any danger and walked out of the stone forest easily. "Buzz!" The moment he walked out, the forbidden array in the stone forest once again appeared in front of him in a state visible to the naked eye, like layers of dense runes, covering the top of the stone forest, and lines appeared on the ground of the stone forest. imprint. It seems that as long as you walk into it, no matter how much cultivation you have, you will be swallowed up by the forbidden magic circle and end up with no bones left. "How is this going?" "Is Brother Yan helping me, or is it the undead senior inside?" Chu Linguang was puzzled. As a strong heavenly foundation builder, he was trapped in an illusion in an ancient and dangerous place and could not extricate himself. This was something he had never thought of, but it really happened to him. "Ok?" Chu Linguang suddenly walked out of the stone forest and found that he was holding a cowhide roll in his hand. He looked around blankly. Quickly opened it to check. I found that inside the cowhide scroll, there was a chessboard drawn on it. The chess pieces on the chessboard seemed to be able to move, forming a storm of words that others could not understand, but were clearly visible in Chu Linguang's sight. "The Xuantian Sect and the Qingyun Sect are from the same sect. They hold the Scroll of Conferring Gods and are in charge of the Conferring Gods Art. They can command the troops of both sects." The words are like drums, constantly echoing in Chu Linguang's heart. Chu Linguang was stunned.
He has only been in Daqin for about ten years. He only knew a little about the allusions between Xuantian Sect and Qingyun Sect. When he first entered Xuantian Sect, he knew that Xuantian Sect and Qingyun Sect had many conflicts. After the incident at the Immortal King's Tomb, the two sects became even more incompatible, and they often had private contests and fights. The words of Yunhong and Yun Shu were not without purpose. Chu Linguang was also ready for a war between Qingyun Sect and Xuantian Sect, but he did not expect that Qingyun Sect and Xuantian Sect still had this connection. Just a cowhide roll in your hand. Conferred God Scroll, Conferred God Jue? Chu Linguang checked again. Although the text appeared in the form of chess pieces, for some reason, he could see the content clearly. He was really curious as to why he had obtained this thing in a daze. And appeared in the stone forest. With doubts, Chu Linguang looked around and then returned to Xuantian Sect. On the way, Chu Linguang tried to find the tea stall, and the coverage area of his spiritual consciousness reached thirty-five miles. Unfortunately, Chu Linguang searched for several days and never found the tea stall. "Is this the second immortal fate I obtained in the Tomb of the Immortal King?" Chu Linguang said to himself. "Master is well-informed and has been practicing in Da Qin. He must know the reason." Chu Linguang was about to ask Yang Rong. "In seclusion?" After returning to Xuantian Sect, I learned from Zhou Changqing that Yang Rong was in retreat and planned to refine an extraordinary foundation-building pill to help the Qi Refiner successfully build the foundation. Even people with poor foundations can achieve immortal foundation building or divine foundation building. Chu Linguang was shocked when he learned about this. If a monk wants to succeed in foundation building, he must go against the will of heaven. Immortal foundation building and divine foundation building are even more difficult, and few people can overcome them. Yang Rong actually wants to refine the elixir that can allow ordinary Qi practitioners to achieve the foundation of immortality, or even the foundation of Shinto. This is going against the sky. It's even more incredible than his achievement in establishing the foundation of Heavenly Dao. Chu Linguang had no choice but to find the answer by himself. Fortunately, there are many historical materials in the Xuantian Sect's collection of books that can be consulted. As the elder of the Xuantian Sect and Yang Rong's personal disciple, Chu Linguang had very high authority in the Xuantian Sect. He stayed in the Sutra Pavilion for several months. No clue at first. Slowly, he finally learned about things related to Xuantian Sect and Qingyun Sect. It turns out that the founder of the Qingyun Sect, who was also a disciple of the ancestor of the Xuantian Sect, accidentally founded a small group during a training. Slowly, the small group grew larger and larger, and finally formed a sect.
At first, Qingyun Sect relied on Xuantian Sect. Later, as the founder passed away, conflicts gradually emerged between Xuantian Sect and Qingyun Sect. In the end, the two sects separated, and frictions and even bloodshed often occurred. It slowly evolved into what it is now. But because the history is so long, not many people know about it. It's just that the disciple of Xuantian Sect who founded Qingyun Sect and the ancestor of Xuantian Sect left a back-up, so the skills inherited by Qingyun Sect are separated from the skills of Xuantian Sect. That skill is called Fengshen Jue. The Xuantian Sect's cultivation technique is called Xuantian Jue, and the Qingyun Sect's cultivation technique is called Qingyun Jue. The Fengshen Jue can resonate with the two major techniques. People who practice Fengshen Jue can use their own spiritual power fluctuations to pull the spiritual power fluctuations of people who practice Xuantian Jue and Qingyun Jue, allowing them to eliminate all hostility under the power of resonance. This is the backhand left by the ancestor of Xuantian Sect. It's just that the threshold for practicing the God Conferring Art is very high, and you need to have the foundation of Heavenly Dao to practice it. Through the ancient records in the sect, Chu Linguang also found the content about the Tomb of the Immortal King. It was recorded that the Tomb of the Immortal King was related to the ancestor of the Xuantian Sect. The two are from the same era. "Could this Divine Art be given to the owner of the Immortal King's tomb by the ancestor?" "But why did it fall into my hands?" "Heavenly builds the foundation!" "Is it obvious that it has its own destiny?" "Perhaps the owner of the Immortal King's Tomb left a secret hand and handed it into my hands." Chu Linguang was puzzled. When he entered the Immortal King's Tomb for the first time, he only had Qi Refining Realm cultivation. When he entered the Immortal King's Tomb for the second time, he had already achieved the Heavenly Dao Foundation. As a result, I didn't get the Conferring God Art or the Conferring God Scroll twice. On the contrary, when the Immortal King's Tomb Restriction Array was becoming more powerful, he obtained the Scroll of the Gods and the Art of the Gods. "Portrait of the founder of the Xuantian Sect!" At this time, Chu Linguang came to a wall. There is a scroll hanging on it. In the scroll, two people are sitting in a tea stall playing chess. An old man in white robes holds black chess pieces, and an old man in black robes holds white chess pieces. "This is……" Chu Linguang was shocked by electricity.
This is a picture experienced in a fantasy world. It's just that as an elder of Xuantian Sect, he has been here for more than ten years. This is not the first time he has entered the Sutra Pavilion, nor is it the first time he has seen this scroll. But for some reason, when I saw it again, I felt that I could see the contents clearly. "Is it because the power of the forbidden magic circle increased so much that the backhand left behind by the two seniors sensed my presence, allowing me to obtain the Conferred God Art and the Conferred God Art in a daze?" Chu Linguang said to himself. He thought about it carefully and felt that this might be the best. The previous prohibition circle in the Immortal King's Tomb declined. If the Fengshen Jue and Fengshen Scroll were the ancestors of the Xuantian Sect and were entrusted to be left to future generations, then perhaps the prohibition circle in the Immortal King's Tomb sensed his presence and he met him. Arriving in the illusion and being recognized in the illusion. Obtained the Scroll of Conferred Gods and the Art of Conferred Gods. But even as an immortal cultivator, Chu Linguang felt that this matter was too bizarre. What kind of forbidden magic circle could enable him to communicate with his predecessors through a distance, and even accept their inheritance. (End of this chapter)