Looking at the Bailian Pavilion that had been reduced to ruins, Bai Ningxuan mobilized everyone to search for all the book storage places in the Pavilion, striving to collect all the martial arts secrets that Qin Yuesheng wanted.
"Saint Aunt, now that the leader is dead, there is no one to succeed him. I think it would be most appropriate for you to inherit the position of leader." A white-haired White Lotus Saint Envoy walked up to Bai Ningxuan with a cane and said.
However, Bai Ningxuan had no idea about the position of leader at all and simply refused with a cold face.
"I'm not suitable for the position of the leader. You should find someone else. I think Zhao Xuehong is a good choice." Bai Ningxuan casually mentioned a Saint Lady Bai Lian whom she knew.
According to her understanding, this Saint Lady should be supporting the local rebels in the west at this moment, and is not in the Bailian Pavilion at the moment.
"But the White Lotus Holy Sect cannot be without a leader for a single day. Now everyone is waiting for your instructions, Saint Aunt."
Bai Ningxuan said, "Let them all stay and help me find all the martial arts secret manuals collected in Tiange. That's it. Don't say anything else."
Several White Lotus Holy Envoys sighed helplessly and dispersed.
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Three days.
Qin Yuesheng sat in front of the cliff without sleeping, eating or drinking. His expression was very confused, like a person who had lost his soul.
A spider crawled from the ground onto Qin Yuesheng's clothes, and then crawled towards his head, as if Qin Yuesheng was just a lifeless stone.
Suddenly, the spider inexplicably fell to the ground, in a stiff posture with its eight legs facing the sky.
It's dead.
Qin Yuesheng blinked his eyes, then moved his neck, and stood up from the ground at an extremely slow speed.
"Nine Yin, Nine Yang, Nine Worlds Scripture, so that's what it is! In this world, in this heaven and earth, there actually exists something so magical, even ingenious..." Qin Yuesheng's hoarse voice choked.
Because he didn't know what to call the Nine Yin Nine Yang Nine Worlds Sutra.
Martial arts? That doesn't count.
Heart method? That’s not it either.
Spells? That's out of the question.
In short, this is an extremely heaven-defying existence.
Qin Yuesheng stretched out his hand and waved it, and a powerful palm force swept out instantly, scraping all the inscriptions on the mountain wall several feet deep, turning the rocks into stone chips, and no one could recognize anything from it.
"Yin and Yang become one, nine reincarnations."
Qin Yuesheng stood on one leg, with one palm facing the sky and the other facing the ground. Yin and Yang internal forces were spinning in his arms, and in an instant his whole body began to become ethereal.
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