Han Yuan closed his eyes tightly. In his sea of consciousness, eight spiritual texts shone brightly and intertwined with each other. A large amount of inherited knowledge was passed into his soul, forming a spiritual text imprint. This inheritance, similar to initiation, could only be used by him at the beginning, because he only knew the results but not the reasons. The benefit of obtaining spiritual texts through the ancient spiritual text stone wall is that you can still use spiritual texts without understanding the mysteries of spiritual texts. The eight spiritual texts he obtained have all reached the third level of perception, that is, the mastery level. "Lingwen can be used for enlightenment, cultivation, spellcasting, writing, etc. It has a wide range of uses, just like formations and inscriptions. It is very flexible and can even be used to refine tools, make pills, make talismans, etc." Han Yuan sighed in his heart. Lingwen is so magical, but it is the most lonely among all the peaks. The reason is that Lingwen is too difficult to comprehend. Every stroke contains the truth of heaven and earth, and the entry requirements are exaggerated! The first level can be called a Lingwen apprentice, the second level can be called a Lingwen master, and the third level can be called a Lingwen master, which is enough for the Jindan level. This only refers to a single Lingwen. Not to mention that Han Yuan has obtained eight Lingwens! That's why those foundation-building elders were shocked and lost their composure. This situation completely overturned their three views.
Just as they were discussing. A purple-haired old man appeared out of thin air in front of the ancient Lingwen stone wall. As soon as he appeared, the powerful aura instantly made everyone breathe rapidly. When the head of the sect saw this person, his face changed, and he immediately bowed and said:"Meetings, Ancestor Ziyun!" The other foundation-building elders, as if awakened from a dream, saluted one after another "Greetings, ancestor!" The purple-haired old man nodded to Feng Jianming:"You don't have to report anymore, I know everything, all of you present here need to accept my memory modification, are you willing to accept it?" ""Disciple is willing!" Everyone said in unison. The Nascent Soul Patriarch with the highest status in the Earth God Sect had come forward, how could they dare to refuse? Although the foundation-building elders all had high status, they were not even considered as children in front of the Nascent Soul Patriarch. After Han Yuan sorted out the inheritance, he opened his eyes. Then he saw a familiar purple-haired old man three meters in front of him, looking at him with a smile. Han Yuan was startled and quickly stood up and saluted, saying,"Disciple greets the elder!" He glanced behind him and found that the sect leader and others were all standing aside with their heads down, not daring to say a word, so he knew that this was indeed the big boss of the sect. He knew that the old men sitting in the Sutra Library were all of extraordinary status! "Haha, Han Yuan, you are very good. My name is Ziyun. I think you have guessed my identity. I want to make you a secret disciple of our sect. Are you willing?" ""Secret disciple?" Han Yuan was stunned. What level is this? "Secret disciples are the true disciples of the sect. They have the hope of breaking through the Nascent Soul stage and are qualified to access the sect's inheritance. Once the sect is at risk of being lost, secret disciples will become the seeds of the sect's resurgence. Their true status is higher than that of the sect leader."The purple wood elder explained. "Hiss! The sect actually still has secret disciples?"
"Higher than the status of the Sect Leader?" Many foundation-building elders were horrified. They just knew that the sect had such a background, and they were not qualified to know it before. Although they know this now, their memories will be modified later, and they still don't know it in the future. This is very helpless. Liu Xinghe hid in the back, and was amazed in his heart. He had never heard of such a genius, but he was worried about one thing. Once his memory was erased, would he offend Han Yuan again in the future? If he really offended him, it would be... sour. Han Yuan didn't think much about it, and nodded:"Disciple is willing!" The purple-haired old man nodded with relief:"Every secret disciple of the sect needs to hide his identity, and even the secret disciples don't know who else is the secret disciple. You only need to contact me separately in the future! I will give you a practice task, and I will give you a reward after you complete it. This is the way for secret disciples to obtain resources. Do you understand?" "Got it!"Han Yuan bowed. "Your situation is different from that of a normal secret disciple. You appeared midway. Once the change is too big, it will easily arouse suspicion from the outsiders. So you still need to appear in front of everyone, but you are not suitable for being too noticeable, so I give you two choices." "One is to become an inner disciple of Lingwen Peak, and the other is to continue to be a true disciple of Lingwen Peak. I will modify Du Yuanhe's memory and make him think that he has misjudged your talent, but it is difficult for him to regret it, so I will let you fend for yourself in the end."Ancestor Ziyun said lightly. Hearing this, Du Yuanhe spread his hands in frustration. It was really amazing. Han Yuan said at this time:"If I become an inner disciple, will Cangming Cave Mansion still be given to me?" "Of course not!" "Then I will become a true disciple of Lingwen Peak!" Zi Mu nodded,"No problem! You can go back, and leave the rest to me!"" ""Yes, ancestor!" Han Yuan said hurriedly. Han Yuan returned to Cangming Cave Mansion by himself. After Han Yuan left. Ancestor Ziyun released a misty purple cloud, covering everyone present, and everyone fell into a coma. Ancestor Ziyun closed his eyes and began to modify everyone's memory one by one. Then, while everyone was still asleep, he took everyone back to the main hall of Lingwen Peak again. Those inner disciples who were waiting were also hit, and all fell into the mist the moment they came into contact with the purple cloud. After a while. The masters of each peak left first, each holding a flying sword, until they flew back to their own peaks, the purple in their eyes dissipated and they regained clarity. They did not realize that they had just experienced an illusion. The foundation-building elders of Lingwen Peak also returned to the cave mansion one by one. Then the inner disciples left one by one, and only woke up in a trance when they left the main hall, and then talked to each other. "Unexpectedly, Han Yuan really became a true disciple of Lingwen Peak." "Tsk tsk, I heard that the kid’s comprehension is not as high as imagined. He went to the Lingwen Ancient Stone Wall, but didn’t comprehend anything at all!" "The previous rumors seemed very credible. Could it be that Han Yuan was just creating momentum for himself in order to gain power?" "You know what, it's really possible!"
"Hush, he has now become a true master, do you dare to say that about him?" "Humph, just a piece of trash in the middle stage of Qi Refining, what can he do?" The inner sect disciples were very disdainful of Han Yuan. In the hall, only the sect leader and Du Yuanhe were left. Du Yuanhe blinked and found that the sect leader had not left yet, and asked in confusion:"Sect Leader? The true teaching ceremony is over, do you have anything else to do?" Feng Jianming looked hesitant. Du Yuanhe smiled and said:"I was wrong to recruit Han Yuan as a true disciple before you. I apologize here!" Feng Jianming twitched his mouth and shook his head and said:"Brother Yuanhe, don't you think that Han Yuan is not as insightful as you think? This time when he observed the ancient stone wall with spiritual texts, he did not gain anything, which is proof." Du Yuanhe shook his head and smiled without saying anything. At the beginning, he winked at Han Yuan, so naturally Han Yuan would not show any reaction. Feng Jianming seemed to have guessed Du Yuanhe's thoughts and said,"I didn't find Han Yuan slacking off. He did try hard to comprehend, but he really couldn't comprehend anything. Do you think I wouldn't be able to tell if Han Yuan was faking it?" Upon hearing this, the smile on Du Yuanhe's face slowly faded, and he asked in surprise,"No way?" Feng Jianming added,"I went to Han Yuan's outer residence on purpose before, and the apricot tree in his yard did transform into a spirit tree. It is rumored that his breakthrough triggered the breakthrough of the apricot tree, but there is another possibility that the breakthrough of the apricot tree led to Han Yuan's breakthrough!" Du Yuanhe was shocked upon hearing this,"How is this possible?" ""Why not? Have you asked him?" Feng Jianming said dimly. Du Yuanhe paused and hesitated when he heard this, then asked in confusion:"Since you have discovered this problem, why don't you stop me from recruiting him as a true disciple?" Feng Jianming said lightly:"I hope Brother Yuanhe will take this as a warning." He turned around, and the flying sword under his feet soared a foot into the air and flew away at a high speed, his voice falling:"I hope my guess is wrong." The hall fell completely silent.