Chapter 384: Zhuge Hong, the Heir of Wanxing [4,000 Words]

The connection between the essence and spiritual power is like an endless ocean and a water pump.

One's own cultivation is like a water pump, which can pump out as much water as possible from the endless ocean.

Whether the amount of water is more or less depends entirely on the water pump of the main body.

Of course, constantly expanding your spiritual network is also an option.

It's like inserting many water pipes into the ocean at the same time to help the water pumps pump water.

In this way, the total amount of mental power that can be extracted will increase.

Of course, as Zong Shen’s cultivation level improves, his spiritual power will be able to be pumped more and more.

The strength will also increase by leaps and bounds.

Got a huge leap.

Zong Shen was neither anxious nor impatient.

His current strength is enough to dominate the world.

Even the strong ones in the Tianyuan realm would have to think twice.

Unless they are super Tianyuan realm strongmen with strength of hundreds or thousands of yuan, he does not take ordinary Tianyuan realm strongmen seriously.

Zhongshengzhou, in the old imperial city.

The former palace of Emperor Tianfu is still preserved here.

It’s just that the entire palace has been turned over countless times.

No clues were found at all.

Those palaces were cleaned regularly by the older generations from Shenzhou.

They are all descendants of loyal servants of Emperor Tianfu.

Just obeying the ancestral teachings.

In addition, no special places were found in the old imperial city after countless searches and explorations.

This made those with ill intentions abandon the old palace.

I don't think there are any treasures worth finding in this old palace.

Therefore, there is tranquility here.

The entire old imperial palace has gone through many changes and has been damaged and collapsed several times, but it has been repaired by the descendants of those loyal servants.

Zong Shen stepped into the territory of Zhongshengzhou.

This is the largest state in the entire Ten Thousand Gods Continent.

One state is roughly equivalent to a dozen Nanyang states.

This state is located right in the center of the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods, like the heart of the entire continent.

It has a very unique meaning, and also seems like some kind of unfathomable arrangement.

Zhongshengzhou has been repeatedly pondered by countless powerful people for tens of millions of years.

Those people didn't find anything special.

But Zong Shen is different.

As soon as he stepped into Zhongsheng Province, he discovered that the fortune of the entire province was extremely prosperous.

No place in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods has as abundant luck as here.

This place is like a fortune center for the entire continent of Ten Thousand Gods.

The good fortune gushed out and spread throughout the Zhongsheng State.

The spiritual consciousness swept out casually.

Many people have adventures every second.

These people become stronger because of their adventures, and they continue to become stronger.

Eventually, they fell again and became one or more adventures.

Somehow, a cycle between heaven and earth was formed.

Countless people rise up because of chance encounters.

It's the adventure of these people growing, becoming stronger, falling, and becoming other people again.

Only a very small number of people who can break the cycle of cause and effect can achieve transcendence.

But these transcendents are still not invincible.

For the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods, it can only be regarded as a greater form of nourishment.

The cycle of cause and effect and opportunity between heaven and earth is nothing more than this.

Zong Shen strolled through the entire Zhongsheng State, where there were countless opportunities.

Among them are not only those left by the mighty gods, but also those left by the mighty ones from the original Endless Continent.

These opportunities are hidden everywhere in Zhongshengzhou.

Waiting for the right person.

Zong Shen was thinking as he walked.

He has become accustomed to this kind of life, thinking, feeling, and roaming the land of the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.

Zhongsheng Province is indeed the province with the deepest heritage in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.

Zong Shen strolled along and discovered many opportunities to achieve transcendence.

These opportunities have a high probability of creating a transcendentally powerful person.

The ocean is simply unfathomable.

In terms of opportunities, I am afraid that no other states can compare with Zhongsheng State.

As Zong Shen strolled, he soon arrived at the old imperial city.

A huge city has formed here.

There are tens of billions of people, and many practitioners live and reproduce here.

However, the spiritual energy here is not abundant, so there are no powerful sects or immortal dynasties suppressing it.

Zong Shen's eyes swept across quickly, and finally stopped outside a dilapidated temple in the barren mountains outside the city.

In the temple, there is an abandoned statue.

This statue caught Zong Shen's attention.

Here is the Lord of Ten Thousand Stars, Zhuge Ya.

One of the subordinates who followed Gu Chensha back then.

Resourceful and resourceful, he has always been his right-hand man.

This person can be said to be Gu Chensha's confidant.

I didn't expect so many years have passed.

His statues and temples are still left on the land of Zhongsheng State.

Zong Shen thought about it, then lowered himself down.

Landed in front of this temple,

The temple is still worshipped.

Several children around seven or eight years old, wearing Taoist robes and with their hair tied in buns, were sweeping the floor quietly.

There were also some older children practicing martial arts in the backyard.

However, these children have not entered the realm of Dharma, they are only at the level of mortal warriors.

There was a 28-year-old boy who was training them and taking on the responsibility of a master.

In addition, there was a middle-aged man sitting in the temple hall.

The man was originally sitting cross-legged on a cushion with his eyes closed, and stars appeared above his head.

There is birth and death in the galaxy, and countless changes that are endless.

He did not reveal any of his own cultivation, just like an ordinary person.

The moment Zong Shen fell, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The galaxy above my head rose and fell and disappeared in an instant.

It's as if it had never appeared.

There were stars twinkling in his eyes.

He stood up and waved his sleeves gently.

Then he strolled out.

Before Zong Shen came in, the temple door opened automatically.

"I didn't know you had a distinguished guest coming. I'm sorry for not welcoming you!"

He was dressed in a black and white Confucian robe, gentle and elegant, with a temperament as profound as the vast stars.

He bowed to Zong Shen and performed the etiquette of greeting.

Zong Shen also returned the gift.

The middle-aged man in Confucian robe turned around and pointed inside the house with his hand.

"Please come into the temple and have a chat."

Upon hearing this, Zong Shen walked into the temple briskly.

Walking through the courtyard, the children aged seven or eight in the courtyard looked at him with curious eyes.

Every child's eyes are full of curiosity.

Zong Shen took a quick look.

But I found that these children were incredibly talented.

The proportion is almost catching up with those mortals in the heavenly world.

One third of them are born with the qualities of a saint.

Two-thirds of them are also extraordinary geniuses.

With such qualifications, he could definitely become a core disciple in any sect in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.

One's cultivation level improves by leaps and bounds, and one can easily cultivate to the level of a saint.

But here, they don't seem to practice.

Just reading and doing some boxing.

Zong Shen followed the middle-aged man in Confucian robes through the courtyard and went directly into the temple.

The middle-aged man in a Confucian robe brought in a small table.

The two of them sat opposite each other on the futon.

Then, the middle-aged man in the Confucian robe took out a teapot, lit the fire, put in the Qingquan tea leaves, and began to boil the tea. His temperament was gentle, elegant, calm and vast.

"Sir, are you the descendant of Zhuge Ya?"

Zong Shen didn't think too much about it and asked directly.

Hearing Zong Shen's words, the middle-aged man who was making tea stopped.

He raised his head, looked at Zong Shen without any hesitation, and then nodded slowly.

"That's right, my name is Zhuge Hong."

Zong Shen nodded, leaving everything to be said.

Sure enough, this is Zhuge Ya's descendant.

Perhaps it is a descendant with blood relationship.

Moreover, this person's cultivation is also not low.

Others may not be able to see his true level of cultivation, but Zong Shen can see it clearly.

This is a serious Tianyuan strongman.

And he is very powerful, with a power of at least nearly one hundred yuan.

He is one of the best in the Tianyuan realm.

"Then Sir, you must have mastered the Wulong Heart Method?"

Zong Shen asked again.

As soon as these words came out, Zhuge Hong's body shook slightly.

He raised his head and looked at Zong Shen.

But Zong Shen smiled.

With a wave of his hand, he released a breath of freedom from the Dragonless Heart Method.

"So can I."

"But I no longer practice the Wulong Heart Method. I have found my own inner path."

His words were like a hammer, making Zhuge Hong more and more anxious.

"You are indeed an expert."

"I can see that your cultivation is only at the sixth level of Saint level, but your actual strength is unfathomable."

"When I face you, it's like facing the sea of ​​stars."

Zhuge Hong told the truth.

"To be honest, my strength is unmatched in the world."

"Even if it is the Great Thousand Heavenly Dao, I am confident that I can suppress it."

"And as time goes by, my strength is improving every second."

"You practice the Wulong Heart Method, so you should also understand that the power within is as vast as the ocean. It is almost infinite."

“But there’s a limit to how much you can release and how much you can inspire.”

"It's like a pipe connected to the sea. The thicker it is, the more seawater it can flow out."

"The essence of cultivating spiritual power is to cultivate channels and outlets for the soul."

"The bigger this outlet is, the more powerful the spiritual power that is output will be."

"Yes and no?"

Zong Shen’s words go straight to the heart of the problem.

Zhuge Hong nodded.

"You're right, so I train these children."

"We are not planning to let them practice any techniques."

“Just study and practice martial arts, keep your mind pure, and keep your heart pure.”

"When they are eighteen years old, I will teach them the Wulong Heart Method."

"Reflecting each other and sensing each other, perhaps we can gain something."

He told the truth that he had regarded Zong Shen as a senior who had studied the Dragonless Heart Method and developed his inner strength to an unfathomable level.

Zong Shen nodded.

His direction is correct. He draws experience and insights from observing the changes in different minds.

"You are on the right track, but children alone are not enough to explain the changes in the soul."

"The sample size is too small to draw any useful conclusions."

Zong Shen's words hit the nail on the head and pointed out the root of the problem.

"Senior, after training these children, I will leave the Ten Thousand Gods Continent and travel and gain experience in the White Ruins."

"Maybe we can look for different worlds to continue this experiment."

Zhuge Hong expressed his plan.

This guy is a talent.

Just like Zhuge Ya back then.

Have your own ideas, your own vision and your own arrangements, and don't be influenced by others.

"Very good, I believe you will succeed."

Zong Shen didn't want to force him, so he just nodded.

At this time, the tea in the teapot began to boil.

Zhuge Hong took out two ceramic cups.

Pour two cups of tea each.

The boiling hot tea falls into the teacup, stirring up the tea aroma.

The fragrance is pleasant and relaxing.

Zong Shen picked up the teacup and blew gently.

When you put it in front of your nose and smell it, you can sense countless stars and countless changes, which contain some extremely precious mysteries and experiences.

An average practitioner can immediately master the mysteries of the stars after drinking a cup and become a leader among his peers.

Zong Shen drank the tea in one gulp.

Then he stood up and bowed to say goodbye.

Zhuge Hong also returned the gift.

Both of them got what they wanted to verify.

"Before you leave, I don't have any gifts for you. I'll give you this little gadget for you to study."

Zong Shen waved his hand and threw something, which revealed a mind seed and a jade slip containing records about the mind network.

Zong Shen was ready to spread a miracle.

Whether it can take root and sprout depends on Zhuge Hong's luck.

In the future, maybe Zhuge Hong will be able to create a mental network.

No one can explain this matter clearly.

“This…what is this?”

Zhuge Hong was shocked.

With his mouth slightly opened, a supreme powerful person in the Tianyuan realm would actually show such an expression.

It's simply unbelievable.

Zong Shen smiled and walked away.

He didn't even turn his head, so cool and casual.

He left the temple of the Lord of Ten Thousand Stars step by step.

No one knows exactly at which step he left.

Zhuge Hong held the seed of soul in his hand.

Stare at it intently.

He could feel the strange seed in his hand.

It's like a key that can open the soul.

He couldn't help wanting to merge his soul into his body.

But in the end, he held back.

He began to sit cross-legged and study this soul seed.

On the other side, Zong Shen left here and walked towards the old imperial city.

He moved with ease, as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.

Take a quick tour and check out the old imperial city.

"Interesting, everything Emperor Tianfu planned is a plan."

“But I don’t know which supreme consciousness is playing this game.”

Zong Shen seemed to see through something essential.

His gaze was calm and distant, gazing far into the distance at the imperial city.

This old imperial city has been renovated several times over tens of millions of years.

But it still has a charm.

Zong Shen's will was immersed in it, and he seemed to be able to sense something unusual.

That is breath and will.

The atmosphere of this imperial city is very strange.

Zong Shen could feel a sense of being isolated from the world.

This feeling made him feel a little uneasy.

I started to feel uneasy inside.

This is extremely strange.

With his strength and mental power, it is impossible for him to be inexplicably disturbed.

At his level, his mind is some kind of omen.

"This place is extremely extraordinary, but I don't know what it hides."

Zong Shen watched intently, his vision becoming a little vague.

"Come to the palace."

A majestic voice appeared in his ears.

Zong Shen fell down immediately after hearing this.

(End of this chapter)