Chapter 354 The Last Bottle of Wine
Tianpo Sword never expected this.
Yunjin was so crazy that he even wanted to shear the wool of his own family.
He is still guiding Yunjin with all his heart.
"Show off all your superior artistic conception first. Don't worry if some fragments haven't arrived yet. The Wudao River will remember your artistic conception and will continue to attract matching fragments. Once you've displayed your superior artistic conception, show off your medium and inferior artistic conception. Once the aura has been memorized by the Wudao River, you can put it away."
Yun Jin responded.
Then, like a magic trick, she began to display the many artistic conceptions she had comprehended.
Tianpo Sword was stunned.
The young master possessed too many artistic conceptions. Nearly ten intermediate artistic conceptions, plus a bunch of inferior ones.
Even Tianpo Sword gasped in shock.
His master, the Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, dominated the world by mastering many great Daos.
Now.
The young master has also mastered so many artistic conceptions. Perhaps in the future, he will be able to replicate the master's path to enlightenment?
This is not impossible!
After all, the young master, like the master, has five spiritual roots.
The five spiritual roots represent the possession of five attributes and the ability to comprehend the artistic conception of all attributes!
The young master seemed to have also comprehended the attributes of wind and thunder.
In this way.
Theoretically, she can practice any path in this world!
only.
Human power is limited.
Although the lifespan of immortal cultivators is long, it still has an end.
If one really wants to delve into all the Daos, he will probably die before he can master them due to the end of his lifespan.
Unless you become an immortal, you will never be able to live forever.
Sooner or later, the young master will have to make a choice.
While Tianpo Sword was sighing, Wudaohe had already memorized all the artistic conception of Yunjin.
Moreover, it continued to radiate into the distance, and more and more light balls gathered towards this side.
However, there was still no golden ball of light.
Yun Jin couldn't help but frown.
Is it really impossible for her to get the super fragment?
Tianpo Sword chuckled and began to explain, "Young Master, these alone won't be enough to attract super fragments. To obtain super fragments, there are other methods."
"Oh?" Yun Jin became interested.
Tianpo Sword was in no hurry to explain, instead he let out a wicked smile: "Those people from the Four Sacred Grounds can only obtain orange light balls at best. The precious golden fragments cannot be obtained without joining the Wushuang Sect."
It would be fine to give some of the other fragments to these people.
Super fragments?
Even if the landlords are wealthy and powerful, they cannot give away their property so easily.
"Am I considered a member of the Wushuang Sect now?" Yun Jin was a little curious.
Tianpo Sword's voice suddenly became serious: "Not yet."
"So, I am destined not to get the golden fragment?" Yun Jin was a little confused.
Don’t betray your own people like this!
Tianpo Sword appeared beside Yunjin, regaining his original mature and steady demeanor. He said in a deep voice, "So, today I will accept a disciple on behalf of my master. Yunjin, can you become a disciple of the Ten Thousand Dao Saint, and from now on take charge of the Wushuang Sect, and work hard to restore its glory?"
Yun Jin was stunned for a moment.
When Tianpo Sword spoke.
Wudao River also seemed to have a mysterious feeling.
The many balls of light surrounding her spread out a little to the side to make room for her.
Above the Wudao River, the illusory shadows of thousands of saints appeared.
He stood high in the sky, looking at Yun Jin with a gentle expression.
Those eyes, full of wisdom, seemed to be filled with infinite expectations.
In another dimension.
The Ten Thousand Dao Saints are enjoying a rare moment of rest.
In front of them was a small wine bottle.
A bunch of people were drooling around the bottle, but no one reached out to take it.
"After so many years, this is the last bottle of wine." One person wailed, "If I had known earlier, I should have filled my storage ring with fine wine."
They usually drank very sparingly, but after all, a thousand years had passed and the landlord had no surplus food.
This is the last bottle of wine, so don’t drink it until the very last moment.
Just imagine the taste of the wine.
Just as they were drooling.
The Sage of Ten Thousand Daos suddenly sighed.
A rare expression of surprise appeared on his elegant face.
"Boss? What's wrong?" the person next to him asked curiously.
Wan Dao Saint hurriedly said, "Didn't I say it before? I have a feeling that my successor might have appeared. But there is no definite result. But this time..."
oh?
Everyone's expressions became full of anticipation.
Wan Dao Saint said slowly, "You should be able to feel it soon."
As he finished speaking, everyone's expressions gradually changed.
They did, feel something.
This is……?
"It's the Enlightenment River." Wan Dao Sage revealed a gratified expression: "My successor officially joined the Wushuang Sect on the Enlightenment River."
He used some means to completely separate the Wushuang Sect in the outside world from this Wushuang Sect.
but.
After they realized the great Dao, they all left fragments of their own Dao on the Dao River.
Yun Jin's joining the Wushuang Sect caused fluctuations in the entire Wudao River, and they could vaguely sense some of it.
But everyone did not dare to comprehend it too much, and in just a moment, they all cut off this perception.
Although the boss made many preparations, the Wushuang Sect in the outside world, whether in terms of qi or cause and effect, had no connection with the Wushuang Sect here.
However, to be on the safe side, they were still being watched by the outer demons, so even the slightest induction had to be cut off in time.
now.
There are only a dozen or so people left from the Wushuang Sect here.
now.
They sat there with complicated expressions.
That person said he was the boss's successor.
actually.
Their inheritance was also taken away by the boss.
Once the Wushuang Sect is rebuilt, perhaps they will have successors.
If that's possible.
It also reduces one's regret.
"Don't look so sad." A woman chuckled and said softly, "The boss has a successor, and the Wushuang Sect is about to be rebuilt. Isn't this a good thing? We just have one last bottle of wine, why not get drunk?"
"Oh? Aren't you the one who disdains alcohol the most?" someone asked.
The woman smiled and said, "Today is an exception."
Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
Saint Wandao took out the last bottle of wine and poured it out to the dozen or so people, one glass each.
From then on, there was really no more wine.
Everyone felt a little sad, but more of them were happy.
"Come, let's drink this cup together." The Sage of Ten Thousand Daos raised his glass.
Everyone laughed and drank up the wine in their glasses.
It has been many years since I felt so happy.
Such a small amount of wine certainly wouldn't make anyone drunk, yet everyone was shaking their heads, looking tipsy.
Saint Wandao suddenly smashed the empty wine glass to the ground.
He smacked his lips and said, "Such a good thing has happened today. Why don't we let those outer demons be happy for us too? Let's go set off the fireworks."
Everyone laughed too.
They staggered into the air.
Then.
All the alien demons that had just been captured were thrown into the sky.
Bang bang bang, the body of the alien demon exploded like fireworks.
One moment, the Wushuang Sect's people were watching with delight. The next moment, Wan Dao Saint waved his hand and said, "Retreat! We can't stay here any longer."
The crowd left arm in arm, each one looking shaky, but their speed was not slow at all.
By the time the demons from outer space came out of the vortex to check the situation, those people from the Wushuang Sect had already disappeared.
The demon couldn't help but snort coldly.
The last few people in the Wushuang Sect are really difficult to kill.
But it doesn't matter.
No matter how powerful a person is, he will get hurt.
Over the past thousand years, the injuries on their bodies have accumulated more and more, and with no time to recover, they will surely reach their end in a hundred years at most.
They can wait!
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