Chapter 432 is not the first sect in Zhongzhou, but the first sect in Dongming Realm.
The last thunderbolt completely dissipated, and the monk in black clothes stood between heaven and earth, looking up and laughing loudly, arrogant and wanton.
Finally, without waiting for the calamity clouds to dissipate, the spiritual rain to spread, and the ladder to heaven to descend, he raised his hand and sacrificed a spiritual sword.
"Hey, apprentice! Watch carefully!"
He raised his hand, "This is my last sword."
The sword energy stretched for thousands of miles, and the brewed spiritual rain turned into heavy snow, falling rapidly between heaven and earth, almost like a blizzard.
Kaiyang felt the power of the rules of destiny, but before he could fully understand why the sword was swung, his vision was blocked by the snow curtain and a powerful and cold spiritual power pulled him over.
"I said, how long will you stay here, you outsider? It just so happens that I can take you back together."
The snow curtain blurred everyone's vision, including the fairies in heaven and the people on earth.
There was only a green figure that transformed into the form of spiritual snow, and flew rapidly with a silver dragon that just happened to be hidden like a sword energy.
Every piece of rock that fell to the ground was instantly frozen by ice and snow.
Yan Ye did practice the Way of Fate. Before he chose the Way, he rebelled against the secular rules and views and did many things that went against the will of heaven. After choosing the Way, he was trapped in the Way of Fate. Luoze was not his prison, but fate was like three thousand chains, imposed on him.
The appearance of Lin Du disrupted the direction of the chain, and every move he made was severing those solid destinies.
Only then did Yan Ye understand the true meaning of the fate between master and disciple.
The way of life lies in choices.
It's up to each person's choice.
Now, the trapped beast that had been lurking for a thousand years has finally completed its cultivation, broken free from the chains, and leapt into the master of destiny.
Thus, the ends of the three thousand chains were in his hands.
With his help, Lin Du and Wei Zhi quickly formed a formation. In the barely noticeable snow, another stream of ice and snow quietly fell.
In the coiled dragon, a golden ball of light was obscured by the silver dragon's restriction.
Lin Du reappeared, lowered his eyes to look at the array pattern that turned into snow light, and summoned seven short blades.
Since the true soul has been retained, then it is time to send her to the place where she is ruled.
Seven short blades stabbed into the ground, and a green figure flew up and landed in the area circled by the circling silver dragon.
The silver dragon's space restriction was released in an instant. Lin Du, holding a short blade, pierced through the golden light ball and stabbed into the ground.
Lin Du had used this formation many times to send ghosts into the underworld, but he never expected that he would use it to send away an elder he was close to.
Lin Du held the handleless short blade tightly. Although it was clearly unsharpened, it still cut her palm. Blood oozes out and drips onto the ground.
The golden true soul was instantly led into the underworld by the short blade, and the array pattern quickly disappeared, but Lin Du remained kneeling on one knee with the short blade in his hand.
The snow was falling heavily, the silver dragon was swimming and circling, Lin Du was silent for a long time, and for the first time he thought, if faith is really useful, then please... God forgive me.
One day, Lin Du will go to the Ninth Heaven in person, inherit Taiyin's aspirations, and eliminate all remaining poisons.
Lin Du slowly raised his head and saw a snow wolf walking towards him on the snow.
Chu Guanmeng knew that the oath Lin Du made in his mind had been transmitted into her consciousness through the contract.
The snow wolf lowered its head, passed through the protection of the silver dragon, and touched Lin Du's forehead.
Fluffy and cool.
"I heard it, but I can't comfort her."
Wei Zhi transformed into a human form again, "Three Altars Wine."
"It has nothing to do with you!" Chu Guanmeng shouted loudly.
"A buffet." Lin Du promised, "Three days, seven days, whatever."
Chu Guanmeng reluctantly retracted his claws, turned back into the furry ball he once was, and landed on Lin Du's shoulder.
Hou Cang met Lin Du's eyes through the vast snow and wind.
The restrictions in his body completely disappeared.
But he was inexplicably no longer sad.
On the other side, the ladder finally descended. Yan Ye looked at Lin Du, "Traitor! I'll be waiting for you in heaven!"
He grabbed a Kaiyang in one hand, and a wolf-like boy followed him, "Let's go!!"
Lin Du straightened up and waved vigorously at him, "Hurry up and show off before I go up. Don't ask me to cover you again!!!"
Yan Ye bared his teeth as he looked up, "Why don't you go and see how far your old man's sword has reached? Do you want to surpass me? Haha."
He ascended to heaven in such a carefree manner.
The ladder slowly disappeared, and there was the sound of a boy crying as he tumbled and crawled, "My Lords! My Lords! Wait for me!"
Lin Du stood there, smiled, turned around and looked at Hou Cang, "Brother, now that we are here, let's go see where the snow is?"
Hou Cang slowly stood up and said, "I want to make a vow to the heavens."
"I, Hou Cang, the 99th generation disciple of the Supreme Sect, swear hereby, with the Heaven and Earth as my witness, that I will kill all the evil demons in the world. I will not achieve perfection until I defeat the evil demons."
As he spoke, he summoned his spirit sword and flew towards the end of the snow with Lin Du.
On that day, the leader of the formation, Immortal Master Yanye, witnessed his only disciple Lin Du ascend to the position of the leader of the formation, and his merits were fulfilled, and he ascended to heaven on the spot.
The ultimate winners of the Lingwu Contest are a pair of supreme masters, brother and sister, rarely seen in the world. One has reached the pinnacle of hidden swordsmanship, while the other has boundless divine power, as well as both wisdom and courage.
No one remembers the Kaiyang who came, as if that person never left any trace.
Only a few people remember it.
It is said that those who attended the ceremony on that day witnessed two truly divine snow scenes.
One is the snow line of Lindu stretching for thousands of miles, and the other is the frost and cold of Yanye's sword for thousands of miles.
After the heavy snow, the originally barren land seemed to have more spiritual energy.
On that day, two men walked in the snow, killing their way into the snow-covered demon world. With one sword and one fan, they challenged the Ten Direction Lords alone. Before the snow stopped, they killed nearly ten thousand demons and returned with a faint smile.
The next day, in the final of the mechanical art competition, Supreme Sect Yuan Ye, with his own strength, set up a defensive fortress in the Wanli formation, and became the champion of the mechanical competition in one fell swoop, attracting countless people to regain their attention to mechanical art;
On another day, in the weapon refiner finals, Yan Qing of the Supreme Sect refined a heavenly magic weapon that combined attack and defense, which could automatically weld the edges of two arrays when it fell. With his ingenuity, he tied for first place with a thousand-year-old weapon refiner who refined a yellow-grade magic weapon.
A month later, at the alchemy competition, Xia Tianwu, a disciple of the Living Judge and the Supreme Sect, had already refined a spiritual liquid that could dissolve man-made evil spirits, and became famous in one fell swoop. In the competition, he also refined a ninth-grade heavenly pill with his superb quenching techniques and special refining methods, and officially took over his master's name and became the leader of alchemy.
Since then, the reputation of the Supreme Sect, after a hundred years of silence, once again resounded throughout the entire Dongming Realm.
It is not the number one sect in Zhongzhou, but the number one sect in Dongming Realm.
The Supreme Sect, no one can be above it.
In the same month, the culinary competition that had been forgotten by the cultivation world for many years was re-organized by the leader of the Tongtian Sect, a newly-established powerful sect in Zhongzhou.
Lin Du and Han Yueling sat on the judges' panel, and happiness was written on every hair of the white-haired ball.
As they were eating, Chu Guanmeng belatedly remembered, "No, the banquet invited you to be one of the judges, so you brought me here. Is this the buffet you mentioned?"
Lin Du nodded, "Just tell me if it's a three-day buffet?"
Chu Guanmeng looked dully at the pure spiritual food in front of him. It seemed to be fine, but also seemed to be a little off.
"I remember there's a Talisman Master Conference coming up soon, and your Seventh Senior Sister seems to have been looking for you for a few days."
Lin Du covered its mouth and said, "Eat first, don't say such things that will make me lose my appetite."