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The so-called "ancient battlefield" is actually a secret place that has existed for who knows how many years, at least from ancient times to the present, for tens of thousands of years.
As the name suggests, this secret realm is a huge battlefield that records past battles.
But this secret realm is not just a battlefield, but a place of war and killing formed by countless recurring battlefield illusions interwoven with each other.
The source of this secret realm is still unknown, but everyone knows that this source is definitely not a simple ancient relic.
Because the battlefields recorded in this secret realm even include battles between ancient saints!
Therefore, the "Martial Saint" entered the Pinggu battlefield for seclusion and has not come out yet. He wanted to try to gain an opportunity for enlightenment to advance to the Chanliao realm by observing the battlefield of the ancient saints.
However, it seems that the "Martial Saint" has not made any movement even though he is about to come out of seclusion. The result of his comprehension does not seem to be ideal.
This is because the ancient battlefield opens once every 500 years and is only open for three months each time.
During these three months, only in the last seven days or so, the level of the battlefield illusion is roughly the lowest, dropping to around the middle third grade.
Before that, the battlefields appeared alternately and were extremely unstable, including the battlefield of saints.
Therefore, the various sects and forces in Cangyuan agreed with each other that before the last seven days, if the saints had any needs, they could discuss and enter on their own.
In the last seven days, this ancient battlefield will be used as a trial ground for the training of disciples from various schools, and no one else is allowed to interfere.
To open the formation that leads to the secret realm, several participating forces must work together to open it.
As for why it is such a coincidence that there are several forces that must work together?
Guess where the seal formation in the wild secret realm came from...
This Pinggu battlefield was completely open at the beginning, with no seal at all, just waiting for the right person to come in. It was later that these forces united to arrange the magic of heaven and earth, which was equivalent to directly taking the Pinggu battlefield for themselves.
From then on, the quota for the ancient battlefield was "controlled" by several major sects.
Therefore, Chen Kuang instantly understood what Zhang Zhizhou meant.
As the eldest senior brother of Freedom Hill, Zhang Zhizhou will definitely have a place.
As long as Zhang Zhizhou gives his place to Chen Kuang, Chen Kuang can enter the Pingu battlefield as a disciple of Ziyou Mountain.
Then the "Martial Saint" who will come out of seclusion tomorrow will naturally pass by him and will never be able to return to the Pingu battlefield!
Otherwise, the "Martial Saint" will break the existing rules jointly formulated and become enemies of all other sects.
Even someone as straightforward as Mu Zhao would have to consider the consequences of doing so...
I have to say that Zhang Zhizhou's move really made use of the existing rules to perfection, and he is simply a veteran among veterans.
When he is not going crazy or telling riddles, he is completely worthy of the title of Big Brother of Freedom Hill.
This is also the best way at the moment.
The only problem is that seven days later, when Chen Kuang comes out of the Pinggu battlefield, he will probably face a tight siege.
But for Chen Kuang, seven days were enough for his strength to undergo a drastic change.
What's more important is that the ancient battlefield will gather the backbone and elites of all the top forces in Cangyuan, so Chen Kuang will have much more room to manipulate the variables at that time.
Zhang Zhizhou saw the change in Chen Kuang's expression and said, "It seems you have already thought of it."
Chen Kuang nodded and said in a deep voice, "However, this 'Ancient Battlefield' should be of great benefit to you. This opportunity only comes once every five hundred years, and you're just going to give it up like that?"
Zhang Zhizhou shook his head and said, "Realm has never been my pursuit. I have things to do now and don't have time to go."
He flicked his sleeves calmly: "Besides, it's only five hundred years. This is not the only chance."
Chen Kuang was speechless. He was used to racing against time and had not yet adapted to the cultivator's view of time.
Theoretically, the life span of a person at the Pi Hai realm can be extended by 800 years. At the Grandmaster realm, the life span is extended to 2,000 years, and for a Saint, to 3,000 years.
Although five hundred years cannot be called the blink of an eye, it is indeed not out of reach.
But Chen Kuang still said: "I am not in the position, but I am taking up the title. I feel guilty. If Senior Brother Zhang needs my help in the future, I will do my best to help him."
Since everyone was going to use the quota of Freedom Hill, Chen Kuang shamelessly took advantage of the situation and called him "senior brother" to get close to him.
In any case, among practitioners, those with lower cultivation levels can call those with higher cultivation levels "senior brothers and sisters" out of courtesy and intimacy, even if they are not from the same school.
Zhang Zhizhou shook his head and said, "That's not necessary. This matter still needs the Master's decision. If you are grateful, then thank the Master in person."
Master? In person?
Chen Kuang was stunned and asked, "How can we do it in person?"
Zhang Zhizhou took out a piece of paper from his sleeve, folded it into the shape of a little man, and placed it on the ground of the ruined temple.
He blew at the little man, and the paper man instantly stood up, looked left and right, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at Zhang Zhizhou:
"Zhi Zhou? It's rare to see you come looking for me. Tell me, did you steal someone's Suzaku this time, or did you capture someone's Sky-Swallowing Frog?"
The little man's voice was very distorted and sounded like a rubber duck quacking when it was pressed.
He doesn't look at all like the scholar who is said to be at the pinnacle of knowledge, always nagging, but more like an ordinary old man.
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