Chapter 95: What else can I say? He is not comparable to you.
The four sacred beasts howled to the sky, and the sound they made shook the entire earth.
The divine light shot up into the sky, tearing through the sky like a beam of light, blooming in the sky, extremely dazzling.
In it, there are strange visions such as the Vermilion Bird flapping its wings, a real dragon soaring into the sky, and a white tiger roaring, covering the sky and the sun, which is too shocking.
The dark and deep night sky was bright and clear.
This scene alarmed all the cultivators and living beings here. No matter how high their cultivation level was, they could not look at it directly and were horrified.
Many creatures with the blood of the four spirits even felt a kind of suppression coming from their blood, and their faces were terrified.
Just a wisp of breath was enough to shock them so much that they fell to their knees, unable to raise their heads, as if they were facing an ancient ancestor.
"This is definitely the Four Sages Ancient Heavenly Skills mentioned by True Lord Zixia..."
"I thought we would never have the chance to witness such an opportunity, but who could have thought that there would be a silver lining."
After the shock, more monks became excited and ecstatic, staring at the stone wall.
There was some stone skin falling off, and a faint hazy light was bursting out from there.
No one expected that such a sudden change would happen. Everything was fine just now, without any changes, but in the blink of an eye, a dazzling and magnificent scene burst out.
The stone walls there seemed to have melted, turning into a fairyland, filled with mist and mystery, and it seemed as if there was a chaotic substance surging there.
Such a strange scene made the place boil over in an instant, and all the monks stared at it intently, not wanting to miss any details.
"Is it an accident? Or did someone trigger the opportunity here?"
"But who is it?"
"This should not be accidental or unexpected."
Some people were surprised and unbelievable. It was so unexpected that they wanted to give up and felt there was no hope.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…
Divine rainbows came quickly at an extremely fast speed, and all the cultivators who saw the strange phenomenon in other directions rushed over.
"No matter what happened, now that the Four Saints' visions have appeared, we all have the opportunity to observe and comprehend something from it..."
Some older monks who had come here a long time ago and had been observing for a long time said with certainty, their eyes full of heat, staring intently at the stone wall where strange phenomena were evolving.
It became increasingly blurry and hazy there, as if an ancient and vast land was emerging, primitive and vast.
There were ancient creatures appearing everywhere, including the Vermillion Bird that spread its wings and soared up to the sky, the Kunpeng that soared up nine thousand miles from the deep sea of the North Sea, and the Divine Tortoise that carried the sky and the four poles...
Everyone watched in shock and horror as they witnessed with their own eyes those ancient creatures fighting for survival in that ancient and wild era.
In that cruel ancient era, various ancient creatures fought and died continuously in order to survive.
The world was in chaos, and even a drop of blood seemed to be able to easily sink the continent and destroy the stars.
Finally, the four most powerful creatures appeared and ended that chaotic era. They were called the Four Saints, representing the four most extreme realms of that era.
“So this is the origin of the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art. If one can gain recognition from one of the saints, it will be an endless blessing.”
"The Vermillion Bird controls wisdom, the White Tiger controls attack, the Azure Dragon controls strength, and the Black Tortoise controls life..."
"If you can get even one of these, you can go a long way on the path of cultivation. This is the true supreme opportunity."
All the monks had burning eyes, trembling voices, and their breathing was extremely rapid.
This is an unimaginable and amazing blessing for both the older generation of monks and the younger generation.
Ye Ming didn't care what happened between Jiang Lan and Ling Zhuyun at the moment.
He was also staring at the stone wall, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes were full of burning light.
"No wonder the old ghost asked me to put everything aside and try my luck here. If I can get any of them, my strength will undergo a drastic change. In comparison, the inheritance of Master Zixia seems less important..."
“Perhaps even True Lord Zixia has not been recognized by the Four Saints.”
His mind was in turmoil, and he was asking the old ghost how he could get the approval of the four saints. However, the old ghost seemed very surprised and a little confused at this moment.
"Why do I feel that the strange phenomena here are not manifested by the stone wall on its own, but are caused by people..."
"Was it provoked by someone?" Ye Ming was also surprised.
The old ghost nodded confidently, "My perception is correct. There was no movement there just now. The sudden appearance of such a strange phenomenon is not a coincidence. There is only one possibility, that someone has been recognized by the Four Saints..."
Ye Ming was horrified and couldn't believe it. Who could have such luck and blessings? The place was in chaos, and the scene in front of the stone wall became more and more intense.
An ancient and vast atmosphere filled the air, as if the Four Saints were really about to descend and appear in the world.
No one dared to relax at all. They started to sit cross-legged on the spot, staring at the scene there, trying to observe.
Some people even took out the photo stones, hoping to record everything that happened here and slowly comprehend it in the future.
"So that mysterious ancient vine has such a magical effect?"
At this time, Jiang Lan was looking at the stone wall with a slightly strange look.
In his perception, he could clearly feel the myriad threads of luck being drawn out from there and continuously flowing into his Niwan Palace.
Just now he just felt that there was a powerful and surging aura contained in that stone wall, so he tried to see if he could activate it.
But he didn't expect that his unintentional action would cause the mysterious ancient vine in the Niwan Palace to tremble, and even the Qiyun Dao Fruit would make a slight sound.
Afterwards, the rich aura contained in the stone wall was madly absorbed by the mysterious ancient vine as if it was being plundered.
In Jiang Lan's perception, the atmosphere there changed drastically. In the hazy and blurred mist of luck, wisps of luck were being quickly drawn away.
The mysterious aura that filled the surroundings of the stone wall was also disappearing quickly.
It was precisely because of this that astonishing visions appeared on the stone wall, followed by the appearance of the four saints.
This is not what is recognized, but what is angered.
Inside the Niwan Palace, the mysterious ancient vine kept swaying.
A misty chaotic fog emerged and lingered around it, making it seem even more mysterious.
The leaves also appeared more crystal clear and green, and with the influx of luck, they became more majestic and turbulent.
Jiang Lan even heard a fierce and brutal scolding coming from his own Niwan Palace, as if he was offended.
However, the mysterious ancient vine was still madly devouring and absorbing the luck in the stone wall.
The next moment, Jiang Lan felt four inexplicable auras rushing into his sea of consciousness along with the luck.
The little spiritual being who was originally sitting cross-legged in the Niwan Palace suddenly opened his eyes and stood up from the Soul Palace, with an indifferent look on his face.
"How dare you be so presumptuous!"
The little man of spiritual consciousness shouted softly.
As he raised his palm, there was a rumbling breath like the creation of the world, which crushed forward, trying to capture the four inexplicable auras.
At the same time, a white bone phantom filled with the aura of destruction and holiness emerged behind the Soul Palace. In this Niwan Palace space, it was like a true god standing tall in the void and chaos.
As Jiang Lan's spiritual figure raised his palm to capture it, the white bone shadow behind the Soul Palace also stretched out its big hand.
The huge bony hand, filled with the aura of destruction and holiness, fell over and directly grabbed the four inexplicable auras.
And these four auras seemed to be extremely angry, evolving into the divine forms of Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, True Dragon, and Black Tortoise, trying to ram and tear it apart.
However, since it's only a vague aura left, it can't play a big role.
At the moment when the huge bony hand slapped down, the shadows of the four saints suddenly dimmed.
The entire Niwan Palace space seemed to be shaking violently, making a terrifying rumbling sound.
Buzz!!! The mysterious ancient vine trembled, as if it sensed that its territory was being invaded by an external object, and it scattered a hazy substance like divine light.
One of the crystal leaves had glowing patterns on it, and it was incredibly bright, like a huge net. A ray of emerald green light burst out from it, swept away, and instantly enveloped and entangled an inexplicable aura within it.
Then, the second crystal leaf glowed, the third leaf glowed, the fourth leaf...
The four leaves exuded a mysterious and misty aura, enveloping the four inexplicable auras that rushed over, and like a big net, dragged them back into the crystal leaves.
The space of Niwan Palace, which had been rumbling and shaking violently, also became quiet at this moment.
The little spiritual figure turned into a ray of faint light, returned to the Soul Palace, and fell into silence again.
Jiang Lan's consciousness fell on the mysterious ancient vine. He could clearly sense the anger, unwillingness, fear and other emotions coming from the four crystal leaves, but these emotions quickly disappeared.
He saw again that the four crystal leaves had turned into four different shapes.
It looks like a real dragon, exuding tremendous power.
One piece was shaped like a red bird, filled with a pure and rich spiritual aura. The other two pieces, one was shaped like a white tiger, lingering with a murderous aura that frightened all living things, and the last piece was like a black tortoise, filled with a thick and boundless vitality...
These four inexplicable auras seemed to have transformed into fragments of memory of the great way and poured into his mind.
It was extremely complex and finally transformed into a series of great runes.
Those great Dao runes turned into a torrent of memories, which were simply and directly imprinted in his sea of consciousness.
The Four Sages’ Ancient Heavenly Skills.
This is the name of this inherited martial art, which can evolve into the four divine forms.
Each divine form possesses strength comparable to that of a true holy beast of the same level. With the addition of the four spirits, its combat power can even be increased exponentially.
In a trance, Jiang Lan saw four ancient and heroic sacred beasts emerge, surrounding him like guards.
True dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise.
These four spirits rushed in from the universe, emitting an aura that shook the nine heavens and ten earths, as if this world could not contain them.
It was a shocking sight.
You should know that the four spirits surrounding are the image of the Emperor of Heaven. The four spirits that have appeared throughout the ages all represent four invincible beings who will look down upon all living beings in the world in the future.
For him, this not only represents a kind of aura, but also a blessing. His soul, strength, attack and defense seem to have undergone a qualitative change.
"The Life Path Fruit combined with the Blood Immortal Sect's inheritance has given me an almost inexhaustible source of mana, as well as terrifying regenerative and healing vitality. It's like a mana bar that never empties, and a health bar that has no end..."
"Under the blessing of the Four Holy Elephants, all aspects have been greatly improved, even the weak point of the physical defense has been improved."
"When I reach the Dharma Realm and have the Dharma Realm, I will also have the control-free hegemony body."
When Jiang Lan was on the Bloody Plateau, he was just thinking about it, but he didn't expect that it would actually make him go further and further towards completing the boss template.
In his original plan, he had not thought about obtaining the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts, because in the original plot no one could be recognized by the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts, not even the original protagonist Lin Fan.
Because the records about the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills in the original plot say that one must possess the blood of the four spirits.
In other words, one must have any of these bloodlines and have enough opportunities and blessings to gain their recognition.
His method of direct surrender was an unconventional one. Who could have thought that in this secret realm that could only accommodate cultivators of the sixth realm, an outlier like him would appear.
Coming back to his senses, Jiang Lan looked outside.
As he subdued the aura of the Four Saints that remained in the stone wall, the blurry scene within was also becoming dim, and the strange vision that was originally gushing out and shining in the night sky was about to dissipate.
Many monks had gathered around, and all of them were concentrating and staring at the stone wall.
When they saw the scene blurring and returning to its previous dark stone wall appearance, many people began to get anxious, sweat appearing on their foreheads, their fists clenched, and they were in disbelief.
Behind Jiang Lan, even Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others were watching carefully, frowning in thought. At the same time, the scenes in their pupils changed and continued to deduce.
Jiang Lan sensed the situation of the cultivators here slightly, noticed a few familiar auras among them, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Although obtaining the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills was an unexpected surprise, it did not affect his original plan.
"I have obtained the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills, so interfering with this stone wall should not be a problem..."
The next moment, as Jiang Lan's mind moved, a breath of air that originated from the same breath as the one remaining in the stone wall instantly rushed over.
At the same time, a ray of blood flashed in the shadow under his feet and instantly disappeared under the feet of the crowd.
Boom!!!
The originally blurred and dim stone wall suddenly seemed to come back to life, and was even accompanied by the sound of the four sacred beasts roaring towards the sky.
The place suddenly became hazy, with chaotic matter flowing.
Then, in the disbelief and horror of all the cultivators and living beings, four rays of light like those of fairies flew out from it and transformed into four holy beasts, leaping in the air. The light of the stars in the sky seemed to be swallowed up by them.
They stand tall under the vast sky, shrouded in divine light, mysterious and powerful.
All the monks and living beings felt a spontaneous shudder, as if they were about to submit to their presence.
The shadows of the four saints emerged, as if they had been revived.
Their eyes swept over all the living beings and monks here one by one, as if they were selecting successors who could inherit the legacy.
Seeing this scene, all the monks and creatures didn't dare to breathe. They were extremely nervous, and their eyes couldn't hide their excitement and anticipation.
This is the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art. Who wouldn't want the chance to ascend to heaven in one step? If they get their approval, from now on, even the ancient immortal sects and supreme sects will open their doors to them and let them choose at will.
The shadows of the four saints stayed in the sky, their eyes swept over the many young people, and then looked at the older generation of cultivators, but they did not stop.
Until the last moment, his gaze suddenly stopped on a man with an ordinary face and wearing a gray robe.
The man, sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, looked ordinary.
As the four saintly shadows' gazes fell, all the cultivators and living beings here also looked over there, and were all stunned and couldn't believe it.
No way? Why would the Four Saints choose such an ordinary man? He didn't have a strong aura fluctuation.
Is there something special about him? Many people looked over in disbelief.
It is even more difficult for many young geniuses here to accept.
Could it be that an unknown person could actually be better than the younger generation of the immortal sects like them? This was unbearable for many of them.
Even Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others looked over and were secretly surprised.
"The Four Saints have recognized me?"
Ye Ming originally only held a tiny glimmer of hope, but he really didn't expect that he would be recognized and favored by the Four Saints' phantoms.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up, took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, but his face was still filled with surprise and astonishment.
"Why does it feel a bit strange..."
But the old ghost felt a little strange.
This seems to be quite different from the inheritance of the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts that he knew. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?
However, he did not think much about it. After all, although he knew many secrets of the world, he did not know every detail.
The sky rumbled as the shadows of the Four Saints circled, exuding a powerful pressure.
The gaze of each phantom fell on Ye Ming, as if they wanted to take a thorough look at him.
Ye Ming straightened his body, took a deep breath, and looked directly at the four shadows, neither humble nor arrogant.
Even at this moment, that ordinary-looking face could not conceal a hint of extraordinary grace.
This made all the cultivators who were looking at him secretly shocked. They felt that this person was not as simple as he seemed and it seemed that he had other means.
But the next moment, a dull voice like thunder sounded, "You are entangled in karma, surrounded by evil spirits, and blood is rising to the sky. You have committed endless murders. Even if you die a thousand times, are you worthy of our recognition?"
The white tiger's phantom had a cold light flashing in its eyes, and the voice was ancient and vast, like the roar of a huge bell.
The shock was so severe that many practitioners and living beings in the area felt their blood boiling.
Ye Ming was the first to be hit. He felt a roar in his ears, his blood boiling, and a fishy and sweet taste in his throat. He almost vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"What……"
He was stunned at first, and then realized the meaning of the words. His eyes widened and he could hardly believe his ears.
There was silence at first, and then there was a sudden uproar and noise.
All the monks and living beings were stunned and couldn't believe it.
No one expected that after the four saints appeared, they would actually say these words to the man with a strange face.
Originally, he thought that he was extremely lucky and had been recognized by the Four Saints' phantoms, and would obtain the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills here.
But who would have expected this result...
Now that they have realized what has happened, many people have noticed that the eyes of the four saints' phantoms are clearly filled with contempt and disgust, which is definitely not an expression of recognition.
Plus what the white tiger phantom just said.
The expressions of the cultivators around Ye Ming changed, and then they quickly stood up and moved away. The expressions they looked at Ye Ming were full of fear, surprise and doubt.
This is a sacred beast that once roamed the world, how could the words it spoke be false?
Nowadays, the secret realm is full of good and bad people. People from the Blood Immortal Sect are lurking here, killing the younger generation of various major sects.
Who knows if this guy in front of me is a member of the Blood Immortal Sect?
"this……"
Ye Ming's face looked extremely ugly, turning blue and then white.
He had never expected that things would turn out like this.
At this moment, he clenched his fists tightly, and he didn't know how to vent the nameless anger in his heart.
Are there something wrong with the brains of these four saintly phantoms?
He did kill many people along the way, but there were reasons for everything. This world is so cruel, and the strong prey on the weak.
If he doesn't kill others, others will kill him. Among all the young geniuses here, who doesn't have blood on his hands?
But why did they say that he had heavy karma, leaving him at a loss as to how to explain it?
Suddenly, Ye Ming thought of a possibility.
Could it be that the Four Saints were mistaken? Was his karma actually caused by the old ghost?
"Old ghost, you are harming me..." He gritted his teeth. Although he had figured it out, he could do nothing about it.
Now he and the old ghost are one and the same, and it is impossible for them to separate, so facing the disgusted words of the Four Saints, he can only accept his fate.
Lao Gui didn't expect this result. His expression froze and he wanted to explain, but he felt something was wrong.
How could the four saints who once roamed the world care about whether these sins were sinful or not? Haven't they and the tribes behind them caused enough killing?
"What exactly is the problem? It feels like something is not right..." He fell into thought.
"What……"
And at this moment, a burst of loud exclamations rang out.
Chi...
I saw the four saints' shadows circling in the night sky, and then merged into a ball of bright light that shot up into the sky.
The divine light was dazzling and blazing, carrying a vast and ancient aura, and rushed straight towards a young man on the top of the mountain.
The young man was dressed in snow-white clothes, with an ancient jade pendant around his waist. He was handsome and elegant, dressed like a noble young man.
At this moment, he seemed to be shocked by the four saints' phantoms that suddenly rushed towards him, with surprise and confusion on his handsome face.
"Young Master..."
The young geniuses behind Jiang Lan, including Li Daoyi, Ao Xu, Luo Ying, etc., reacted with surprise and shock on their faces, and exclaimed in unison, as if they wanted to remind him.
"Mr. Jiang, concentrate and hold your breath..."
When Ling Zhuyun saw this scene, she quickly spoke up, asking him not to be distracted and to accept the divine light rushing towards him.
In fact, she never expected that the Four Saints would choose to recognize Jiang Lan.
Could it be that in addition to luck, one's character and personality also matter? But at this moment, she didn't have time to think about it.
Seeing the extremely surprised look on Jiang Lan's face, she felt a little worried for him. This was the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art, an opportunity that everyone dreamed of.
Why doesn't he calm down and accept it?
"Did these four saints recognize the wrong person?"
Jiang Lan seemed to have just come back to his senses. He looked at the divine light rushing towards him with a look of surprise and surprise on his face.
"How is that possible?"
"They actually chose him? Are these four saints also people who curry favor with the powerful?"
"I don't accept it. How can a son of the Prime Minister's Mansion be recognized by the four saints? It's obvious that he has no cultivation."
"These four saints are really blind..."
This scene was beyond the expectations of all the monks here.
After realizing what was happening, many people broke down and started cursing, feeling that the world was unfair.
Jiang Lan was born at the pinnacle of everyone's dreams, but now he has encountered such a great opportunity and has taken the initiative to recognize him.
How could he have such virtue?
"It must be that the young master has a noble character and has the opportunity to choose a master..."
Ao Xu spoke up. Although he was equally unbelievable in his heart, it did not stop him from flattering as usual.
Li Daoyi and others had extremely complicated expressions.
Qi Heng, Zhu Huang, Xia Jie and other young geniuses who were not far away simply found it hard to accept the scene before them.
Why could Jiang Lan be recognized by the Four Saints? And just when there was a sensation and unbelievable scene here.
Boom!!! The mountain shook and the ground trembled. A ray of terrifying blood light suddenly shot up into the sky and turned into a blurry figure shrouded in blood-colored mist.
The bloody figure, shrouded in blood mist, rushed out from the crowd.
Rolling blood clouds rose into the sky, and a powerful attack was made to intercept and fight for the ball of light that was transformed from the shadows of the four saints.
At the same time, a series of human-faced flags surrounded by blood-red mist also rose into the sky from the ground.
They let out chilling, heart-pounding cold laughs, and rushed towards Jiang Lan who was standing on the top of the mountain, as if to stop him from obtaining the Four Sages Ancient Heavenly Skills.
This sudden scene instantly caused chaos and shock in the place. No one expected that at this time, someone would dare to stop it.
However, apart from the Blood Immortal Sect, no one else has the courage to do so.
"Protect the young master."
Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others' faces changed, and they rushed to stand in front of Jiang Lan to stop the bloody figure who was coming to kill him.
Ling Zhuyun also had her brows furrowed, and runes were flickering between her jade hands, with clear light lingering and filled with powerful fluctuations.
Boom!!! At this moment, there was a thud in the void ahead, and a terrifying force exploded with a shocking sound.
A small hand as white as jade came down, containing an unimaginable terrifying power that could easily blow a mountain apart.
A graceful figure with her face covered by a veil appeared there, and an elegant and quiet atmosphere filled the air.
Li Mengning had no expression on her face. She made a move and slapped the bloody figure with her palm.
The long gauze skirt flutters in the wind, giving off a sense of detachment from the world, but it also makes people feel frightened and terrified.
However, the palm strike that contained her cultivation strength only caused the bloody figure to be knocked away, but did not explode.
A hint of confusion emerged in her clear eyes, and she felt that the enemy seemed unexpectedly powerful.
"Who is that person? He is so powerful that he can withstand a blow from Junior Sister Li Mengning?"
Li Daoyi knew very well how powerful Li Mengning was, and he was even more surprised and shocked when he saw this scene.
He was able to take her palm strike without any harm. The blurry figure shrouded in the blood-red mist was unusually powerful.
His face suddenly became alert and solemn.
The rest of the knights also guarded Jiang Lan.
However, it was precisely because of this gap that divine rainbows from all directions quickly rushed towards the ball of light formed by the four saints' shadows, determined to compete for the opportunity therein.
These figures all used various means to conceal their true appearance. After all, they were trying to seize the chance to seize the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion. If they didn't conceal it, they would be afraid of retaliation in the future.
"Damn it, these guys, they're using fire as a pretext to rob..."
"It is indeed the Blood Immortal Cult..."
"It was the Blood Immortal Cult who took action..."
"Damn it, I knew these remnants of the Blood Immortal Cult were hiding in the dark."
There was a sudden chaos here, and many monks' faces changed drastically and they quickly evacuated.
However, some people still stared at the ball of light. The Blood Fairy Sect and others had tried to grab it, so why couldn't they grab it? Anyway, it was dark and chaotic at night, so it was a good time to fish in troubled waters.
"Opportunities of heaven and earth belong to those with virtue. Since these Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts have been revealed, it means that they are ownerless. Why can't we snatch them?"
A young genius with bloody lines on his face whispered.
He was wearing a loose red robe. Seeing the chaotic scene, he didn't care about anything else. He used a secret method to cover his face and attacked with the same force.
"Looking at the situation, it was the strong men from my Blood Immortal Sect who took action."
"This kind of opportunity and good fortune is what our Holy Religion deserves."
"The rest of them are so ignorant of life and death that they dare to snatch..."
Upon seeing this chaotic scene, many monks from the Blood Immortal Sect who had been lurking here also took action.
"What do you mean? Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by the Prime Minister's Mansion afterwards?"
Seeing more and more figures starting to fight for the ball of light, Ao Xu, who was guarding Jiang Lan, shouted and asked.
He waved his hand, and his robe shone brightly, transforming into a dragon-shaped shadow, and rushed directly towards the people in front.
"Haha, I knew that this opportunity wouldn't be so easy to seize."
When Ye Ming saw this scene, he felt a little gloating.
Originally, when he saw the four saints' phantoms recognize Jiang Lan, he felt unwilling and unable to accept it, but the current situation made him sneer in his heart.
He knew that Jiang Lan was hiding very deeply, but there were so many people here, if he took action, his own secret would be exposed.
Therefore, taking advantage of this opportunity, he can also compete for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills.
"Old ghost, if something unexpected happens, I'll have to rely on you..."
"However, I must obtain these Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills today."
Ye Ming made a move. Under his robe, the light of runes emerged. It was a secret treasure similar to an ancient bronze lamp.
There was a faint green flame burning, and just a wisp of energy leaked out, which made the surrounding void become blurry and dark.
This is a terrifying burning force that ordinary fifth-level cultivators dare not come into contact with.
This was a secret treasure he obtained by accident, but at this moment, in order to fight for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills and defeat a group of powerful enemies, he had to sacrifice it.
There was a chaotic battle going on ahead, with human-faced flags flashing by, and many monks shrouded in blood shadows taking action. Various spells were evolving, and magic weapons were colliding with astonishing power.
The light was brilliant, exploding in the virtual space.
Various runes were interpreted, transforming into ancient mirrors, divine seals, ancient bells, treasure talismans… There was an unparalleled divine light gushing out, transforming into rays of light, containing a destructive aura.
The surrounding rocks exploded, and many monks were turned into ashes without even a scream. They were affected and disappeared into thin air.
The aftermath swept across a wide area, and the emerald green lake was destroyed, leaving it in a mess.
Jiang Lan just watched the scene calmly, seeming a little angry, but more like helpless.
He let out a soft sigh.
Li Mengning, who was protecting him, glanced at him, and the pure aura on her body became stronger, and the murderous intent became even more intense.
She wanted to take action, but she was afraid that no one would protect Jiang Lan's safety after she left.
She was not at ease with people like Ling Zhuyun and Li Daoyi.
Ling Zhuyun looked at this scene, her dark eyebrows knitted, the talisman in her jade hand flickered, and she said, "The Four Saints have clearly recognized you."
"It's just an ancient heavenly skill. Let them fight for it if they want."
"Even if I get it, I can't practice it. It's not very useful to me."
Jiang Lan said this casually, as if he didn't take it too seriously.
When Ling Zhuyun saw his expression, she felt inexplicably upset, even though the Four Saints had clearly recognized him.
"I'll help you get it back."
She opened her mouth and without giving Jiang Lan a chance to speak, her figure turned into a stream of light and joined the battle.
"Junior Sister Li Mengning is here to protect you, so we will also go to help Saint Lady Zhu Yun."
Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and others followed suit upon seeing this, and soon began fighting with everyone else. The battle became more and more chaotic, and the momentum became more and more shocking.
Everyone was fighting for the ball of light. Seeing this, more monks behind them also joined in.
At the beginning, he had to be wary of the Prime Minister's Mansion and hide his face, but later he was too lazy to hide it, because when fighting in a big battle, his own knowledge and background could not be concealed.
Looking at the chaotic battle scene, a chill gathered in Li Mengning's clear eyes.
Jiang Lan was not interested in the battle over there. He looked at her and said, "A seven-leaf glazed lotus will appear in the center of the lake soon. Find a chance to pick it."
Li Mengning was stunned at first, then shook her head.
"That seven-leaf glazed lotus will be of great use to me."
Jiang Lan knew that she would refuse, but he already had an excuse. Li Mengning was the most trustworthy person around him, so if there was anything good, he would not forget her.
Li Mengning still didn't say anything, but there was a look in her eyes that said, "You've lied to me again."
"Didn't I promise you last time that I wouldn't lie to you again?" Jiang Lan said with a smile.
Li Mengning thought about it and realized that he had indeed promised her, and he had promised her several times, but he lied to her every time.
"fraud……"
"I'm not stupid..."
Jiang Lan smiled, stretched out his hand to hold her fair and slender soft hand, and said, "Don't worry, their target is only the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art. With so many knights protecting me, I will not be in danger."
"I have put a lot of thought into getting information about the Glazed Seven-Leaf Lotus. Please don't let my efforts go to waste."
Li Mengning lowered her eyes, watched him gently stroking her fingers, and pursed her red lips.
She knew that the Glazed Seven-Leaf Lotus would definitely be beneficial to her practice, so Jiang Lan took the initiative to let her pick it.
Every time, he used excuses that would be useful to him, but in the end, she swallowed them all.
The same thing happened to the Nine Yin Epimedium on the Blood Plateau last time.
"If you don't listen, don't follow me anymore."
Jiang Lan helped her tuck a few strands of hair that were blown to her cheeks by the night wind behind her ears.
“…”
Li Mengning pulled back the hand he was holding to express her dissatisfaction.
But she didn't say anything, which was considered as her agreement.
Jiang Lan was satisfied and stopped teasing her, looking towards the battlefield ahead.
The strength of the Wanling Blood Puppet is even stronger than he expected.
He had just withstood Li Mengning's attack and did not collapse.
You have to know that for an ordinary cultivator in the fifth realm, if he is hit by her palm, there is no other possibility except turning into blood mist and being destroyed together with his body and soul.
Of course, there is another aspect, which is that he did not fully concentrate on controlling the Wanling Blood Puppet.
After all, he has to be distracted by other things, and the Wanling Blood Puppet is only meant to cause chaos here and force the people of the Blood Immortal Sect to show up.
As for whether the ball of light contains the inheritance of the Four Saints’ Ancient Heavenly Skills, they will know after they fight for it.
"With Ling Zhuyun's current strength, it is not difficult for her to detect Ye Ming's presence in the chaos..."
"If I intervene forcefully, it will backfire and arouse suspicion. The best way is to let nature take its course and walk away when the matter is done."
Jiang Lan looked at the melee there and had no intention of intervening. He had done what he should do, and now all he had to do was wait and watch a good show.
Even if Ye Ming had a secret method to change his appearance and conceal his aura, in a fight of this magnitude, it would be easy for Ling Zhuyun, who had cooperated with him several times, to detect his presence.
There was chaos on the field.
Ye Ming sacrificed the ancient bronze lamp, and a faint flame gushed out, making a hissing sound, burning the void. The flames were shaped like small snakes and were terrifyingly powerful.
Not only was he fighting with the Blood Immortal Sect members, he was also competing with many of the younger generations here.
The ball of light floated in the air. Whenever someone tried to get close to it, they would be quickly knocked away by the other monks, and flew backwards with blood spitting out of their mouths.
So Ye Ming had no choice unless he really defeated all the enemies.
But at this moment, Ye Ming felt a chill.
I saw a slender and graceful figure coming towards me, with loose black hair and a face that seemed to be covered by mist, revealing only a pair of eyes as clear and calm as autumn water. It was Ling Zhuyun, the Holy Maiden of the Yao Chi Sect.
"Bamboo rhyme..."
He was extremely surprised, and then delighted, and just wanted to find an opportunity to ask her about it.
Find out what happened when he was away and why she was so close to Jiang Lan.
However, Ling Zhuyun obviously did not recognize him at this moment. Her breath was cold, her face was covered with frost, and her attack was extremely powerful.
A bright light suddenly pressed down from the front, like a rain of light condensing there, shaped like the hand of the Moon Goddess, even the palm lines were extremely clear.
With a loud bang, the heaven and earth shook violently, and the waves of the green lake below exploded.
The expressions of many cultivators changed, and they had no choice but to retreat, unable to resist Ling Zhuyun's palm.
"Zhu Yun is indeed very powerful. She is much more powerful than the last time I saw her take action."
Ye Ming was surprised. He didn't want to fight with Ling Zhuyun. Although she covered him with her palm, he still subconsciously retreated.
But he soon understood Ling Zhuyun's actions. She wanted to help Jiang Lan fight for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skills.
"No, we can't retreat, and we can't let her help Jiang Lan."
Reacting quickly, Ye Ming summoned out the ancient bronze lamp, and the flames were like snakes, winding around, and with a bang, it collided with Ling Zhuyun's palm.
At the same time, he performed a magic spell, and his body shape changed unpredictably and disappeared on the spot.
"Brother Ye?"
Ling Zhuyun, with a frosty face, noticed this fluctuation and was slightly startled, then looked at the man who had just fought with her.
She had an impression of this person. After all, he had just been questioned and scolded by the Four Saints' Phantoms, who believed that he was deeply sinful and did not deserve the recognition of the Four Saints' Phantoms.
And this aura, could it be Ye Ming? She had worked with Ye Ming before and seemed to have seen him use such methods.
"Brother Ye, is that you?"
She attacked again and chased after him, while sending a voice message to ask, trying to confirm whether this person was Ye Ming.
Ye Ming was also surprised. He didn't use any obvious means, so how did Ling Zhuyun recognize him?
However, he did not respond. After all, he was now hated by everyone and was considered to be a member of the Blood Immortal Sect. If his identity was exposed here, many people would probably turn around and join forces to deal with him.
He was determined to obtain the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts, and Ling Zhuyun could not stop him.
"Brother Ye, I've seen you perform similar tactics before. You don't have to hide it anymore. I know this is you."
Seeing that Ye Ming did not respond to her at all, Ling Zhuyun frowned, and the speculation and suspicion in her heart became stronger. She asked again through voice transmission and said frankly that she had recognized him.
Ye Ming was helpless when he heard this. He could only pause for a moment and quickly responded with a voice transmission, "Zhu Yun, the situation is special now. I have been framed as an accomplice of the Blood Immortal Cult. It is not convenient for me to meet you."
"Once things are settled here, I will come to you to explain. I know you trust me."
"The Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts are right in front of me. I hope you can help me get them. The Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Arts are very important to me."
"You don't have to be too obvious. Just help me block the others. I'll reward you after the task is completed."
Ling Zhuyun's eyebrows were still furrowed as she asked, "It's clear that the Four Saints didn't recognize you, so why did you try to snatch it?"
Ye Ming knew her character, but there was nothing he could do at the moment. If he were asked to give up this inheritance, he would be unwilling to do so.
"Opportunities of heaven and earth are for those with virtue. Everyone is vying for them, so why can't I? You also know my background. I don't have a favorable background. I need to fight for any opportunities and fortune. Even if I don't fight for it, the Four Ancient Sages' Heavenly Skills will eventually be snatched away by others..." he explained.
"You are making excuses. There are so many geniuses here, but the Four Saints just scolded and despised you. How do you explain it? I trusted you so much, and you still wanted to lie to me until this moment?" Ling Zhuyun's eyes were cold and her tone was filled with regret.
In fact, the moment Ye Ming admitted his identity, she already understood in her heart why the Four Saints chose Ye Ming instead of scolding and rejecting anyone else. Although everyone felt it was incredible and absurd that the Four Saints recognized Jiang Lan, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and it was even reasonable.
Although Jiang Lan is notorious and a well-known good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid in Daxia, he bullies people by taking advantage of his power and is arrogant and domineering, and everyone avoids him like the plague. Sometimes, he is indeed a bit hateful and childish.
But there is absolutely no problem with his character and temperament.
If it were someone else, who could endure the pain and torture for so many years after contracting the heart-eating disease? If he had evil intentions, he would have cured the heart-eating disease by swallowing the blood from his heart. Why would he choose to endure it alone?
Although Ye Ming appears to be upright and honest on the surface, he actually has evil intentions. He maliciously gains her trust and uses it to plot and lay out his plans.
"Zhu Yun, please listen to my explanation. It was indeed an accident just now. It really wasn't my fault..."
Ye Ming's face changed. The existence of the old ghost involved the biggest secret. How could he explain it to Ling Zhuyun?
But the incident with the four saints' phantoms just now really left him speechless and he didn't know how to explain it.
"That's enough."
"You disappoint me so much."
Ling Zhuyun's pretty face was frosty, and she raised her fair jade hand with a murderous look.
It’s not his fault, could it be someone else’s fault, or is it the fault of the Four Saints’ phantoms?
"You're going to kill me?"
Feeling the cold murderous aura coming from Ling Zhuyun, Ye Ming's expression changed again, and he was a little bit unbelievable, and said, "Because of this reason, you want to kill me?"
"Isn't it enough that you colluded with the people from the Blood Immortal Sect?" Ling Zhuyun said coldly.
"Haha, even you believe that I'm colluding with the Blood Fairy Cult?"
"Did Jiang Lan tell you something? Or something else? He is not a good person at all. You must not be fooled by him..."
"That's enough. Young Master Jiang is not a good person, but he is not comparable to a despicable person like you who has evil intentions."
Ling Zhuyun's face was full of frost and she interrupted him directly.
She raised her white jade hand, and the void behind her opened up, as if thousands of ripples spread out, evolving into a terrifying vision.
In the middle, the bright moon hangs high, the blue waves ripple, the rosy clouds flow, endlessly, and contains a powerful power to suppress and kill.
Boom!!! The moonlight filled the air, and as Ling Zhuyun raised her jade hand, the bright moon immediately crushed down towards Ye Ming.
"Zhu Yun, you..."
Seeing Ling Zhuyun so resolute and cold at this moment.
Ye Ming's face was extremely ugly, but he didn't know how to explain it now, so he could only try to hide behind.
But at this moment, a dazzling blood light suddenly appeared.
There was blood mist rising in the air, and a huge blood-colored handprint appeared in the sky, directly hitting Ling Zhuyun, blocking her attack, causing the moon to explode and turn into a sky full of rosy clouds that dissipated.
A figure shrouded in blood mist appeared in front of Ye Ming. It was extremely blurry and only a pair of cruel and indifferent blood-red eyes could be vaguely seen.
It was the bloody figure who suddenly attacked and snatched the ball of light transformed by the four saints' phantoms.
"Who are you?"
Ye Ming was also shocked. He never expected that someone would show up to help him at this time. But after seeing this figure clearly, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
What does this mean? Even the people of the Blood Fairy Cult think that I am their accomplice? Or are they deliberately trying to divert the trouble?
But he quickly realized that he would no longer be able to explain it clearly.
Regardless of whether the Blood Immortal Cult did it intentionally or unintentionally, the cold and angry Ling Zhuyun would not listen to his explanation.
(End of this chapter)
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