Chapter 258 True Transmission Ceremony

Boom!

The moment the voice of the head of Chunmanyuan fell.

The melodious bell sounds echoed through the sky.

The spiritual energy of the entire majestic spiritual peak surged rapidly from the top of the clouds downwards like a surging wind and clouds.

Tsk tsk.

Soon, a large number of cultivators and teams from other top sects floating on the top of the clouds all widened their eyes to see that the spiritual energy that seemed to be rolling in clouds and mist was condensing into white jade steps at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are a total of one hundred steps, but they extend to the halfway point of Lingfeng Mountain.

And at this time.

A calm and majestic voice sounded.

"True disciple Shen Ping is here to see you!"

"True disciple...see you!"

The sound continued to echo in every palace on the island.

Cry!

Along with the cry of a phoenix that seemed to pierce the sky, a colorful black phoenix pulled a chariot slowly towards them from the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. Every time the colorful black phoenix flapped its wings, the sea of ​​clouds rolled violently like waves.

Brush, brush, brush.

This moment.

The eyes of all the cultivators were focused on the broad figure standing on the Black Phoenix chariot.

"That person... must be Shen Ping, the most evil genius born since the establishment of Zhenbao Tower!"

"You are really young!"

"It is said that he is only in his sixties. At my age, I am only in the middle stage of foundation building!"

"To be able to become a true disciple, the other party should have forged a nine-patterned golden elixir."

"Every additional layer of Danwen increases the possibility of breaking through to a higher level of cultivation in the future. As long as the Nine-Pattern Golden Core does not perish in the middle of the process, it will at least be at the level of the twelfth master hall of the Zhenbao Tower."

"This is secondary. For the Zhenbao Tower, the most important thing is the various scripture skills derived from the Beast Scripture. If he can reach the level of the Twelve Main Halls, combined with his talent in the art of talismans, he may very well become a powerful cultivator unrivaled in the five continents and four seas!"

"Zhenbao Tower has stood in Zhongshengzhou for so many years. I thought they would have no inheritance, but I didn't expect that they now have a successor..."

The disciples of the top sects and powerful sect teams in Zhongshengzhou were talking and discussing.

Many of these cultivators heard of Shen Ping for the first time, but during the few days of their stay, they had already gained a general understanding of the information about Master Shen. In addition to envy and jealousy, they were also amazed and impressed.

After all, he is a true disciple of the chief hall who is over sixty years old.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed it! The more top sects there are.

The requirements for true teachings are higher.

Those who can meet various harsh conditions are basically in the late Jindan stage or above.

For example, the true disciple of Taiyan Sect was in the middle stage of Jindan, which was already a record above the powerful sects in Zhongshengzhou.

But now.

The master of Zhenbao Tower, who rode on the colorful black phoenix chariot, broke this record.

A golden elixir in his sixties.

Unprecedented across the five continents and four seas.

The sound of the phoenix is ​​getting closer.

The monks from each hall all saw the graceful figures standing behind Shen Ping.

"They are Master Shen Fu's wife, concubine and Taoist partner!"

"The True Transmission Ceremony is so grand, and the main hall actually allowed them to ride in the chariot. They really value Master Shen Fu!"

"It is really enviable that one can enjoy this kind of glory after building a foundation."

"I've heard that Master Shen Fu is a man of many talents and is extremely affectionate to his wives, concubines and Taoist partners. Seeing him today, it's true!"

"If one can bring his wives and concubines with him to ascend to the true realm, he will surely become a legend in the world."

"It's a pity that I don't have the opportunity to meet Master Shen Fu, otherwise I would have been one of them."

"Master Pei from the Mountain Fire Hall is here too. When they were competing for the Protector of the Way, no one knew that a Master of the Hall would be born in that session!!"

There was envy, regret, emotion, excitement, and jealousy in the tens of thousands of gazes that converged. All kinds of emotions and thoughts were intertwined together. If there were no formation to suppress and isolate the towering spiritual peak, the foundation-building cultivator would definitely collapse.

However, the seven-colored black phoenix chariot also had a formation, and Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying, Luo Qing, Mu Jin, Yin Honglian, Qiu Ying, and Pei Huoyu who were standing on it were not affected at all.

Their faces were solemn.

Although their spirits were tense to the extreme, everyone was looking straight ahead at the sacred peak. Even when they saw the vast number of cultivators, they did not show any fear.

Wow.

The carriage stopped.

After stopping.

The spiritual peak suddenly projected a warm white light, which quickly extended in front of Shen Ping.

See here.

Shen Ping walked on the warm white light bridge and came to the halfway point of the majestic spiritual peak. He looked up at the figures on the top of the clouds above, took a deep breath, and let the power of the strange beast circulate in his dantian. Then he took a step and landed on the first white jade step.

Boom!!! As soon as I stepped onto the white jade steps.

The rich and abundant ninth-order spiritual energy surged again, and in the blink of an eye, a huge line of gilded characters gathered in the sky: Congratulations to the true disciple Shen Ping! And every time Shen Ping stepped out of the stairs.

The aura of this line of gilded characters will become richer.

One.

Two.

Ten.

Fifty questions.

…

When Shen Ping stood on the 90th white jade step, the spiritual energy emitted by the gilded characters had already exceeded the concentration of the ninth-level spiritual veins.

The pupils of the great elders of many sects, including the Yuelian Holy Sect, Tianjiantai, and Guisheng Luogu, suddenly contracted at the same time, flashing with incredible shock.

Oh my god! Fairy spirit!!

They knew that Zhenbao Tower had a strong foundation and was the oldest force in the five continents and four seas. It also had abundant resources and possessed many rare spiritual materials and natural treasures that were not available in the five continents and four seas. Even many powerful ancient spiritual treasures came from Zhenbao Tower.

But this is the spiritual energy of the immortals!

Only those who have passed the tribulation and ascended to heaven can absorb and transform the immortal spirit energy. It actually appeared in the Zhenbao Building and at this Zhenchuan Ceremony! However, the concentration of the immortal spirit energy is still increasing.

It was extremely quiet on top of the clouds.

All the monks stared at Shen Ping as he walked on the white jade steps.

At this moment.

They have already felt the benefits brought by the fairy spirit.

The magic power in their dantian was greedily and hungrily absorbing the immortal spirit emanating from the gilded characters. No matter what emotions they had towards Shen Ping, they had to admit in their hearts that if the other party had not been promoted to the true teachings, they would have no chance to witness and absorb this immortal spirit!

The head of Chunmanyuan, who was sitting on the Blood Dark Throne, looked at Shen Ping who was walking up step by step, and slowly stood up. There was a smile in his eyes, but deep in this smile, there was a trace of tears.

Master!

Wuzhou Sihai has lived up to your expectations.

The inheritor of the Animal Scriptures that you have been searching for.

he.

Right in front of you!

At this time.

Shen Ping has already stepped onto the top of the cloud.

He looked straight ahead at the twelve chariots floating in the palace, the power in his dantian circulated, and then he bowed according to etiquette, and at the same time a deep voice rang out: "True disciple Shen Ping greets the Master of Yueling Palace!"

The Moon Spirit Hall Master stretched out his hand and pressed in the air, smiling and saying, "Yes."

Next came other main-hall-level powerhouses such as Xing Ling, Chen Yao and others.

Wait until the last greeting is heard.

The entire Genting was suddenly completely quiet.

All sounds including the sound of wind, breathing, and vibrations of spiritual energy completely disappeared.

Ding, dong, qiang, chi...

At the same time, a sound as thin as a mosquito gradually spread to the ears of every monk in the sky, and then the sound became louder and louder.

Many cultivators seemed to hear the sound of the flames burning in the alchemy furnace, the sound of the talisman pen falling on paper, the sound of the formation gathering, the sound of the tools colliding, the sound of the puppets being assembled, the sound of the insects chirping as the beasts were tamed...

When the sounds gather like a tide.

Suddenly, the crisp sound of falling spring water shook the minds of all the monks.

Brush.

All the monks raised their eyes at the same time and looked towards the sky.

I saw a beam of warm white light quietly appearing there.

As the light fades.

A majestic shadow like the law of heaven and earth walked through the void.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Every step she took.

Lotus-like ripples formed under his feet, and vibrated towards the surrounding space with waves visible to the naked eye.

Everything around seemed to disappear.

The only thing left in everyone's eyes was this holy and dignified... towering shadow like a banished immortal.

Shen Ping couldn't help but feel shocked.

This was the first time he had met the Chief Hall Master in a formal setting. Although his vast aura did not convey any oppression, it made people feel respect. He was completely different from the dignified and virtuous master he had seen in Jingsi Residence.

"This is my Master!"

"The most powerful cultivator in the five continents and four seas!"

My thoughts are fluctuating.

A warm white figure with a thousand looks in one floated above the palace. The towering shadow behind her disappeared, but shadows of alchemy cauldrons, formation plates, talismans, puppets and other figures kept appearing around her.

"Shen Ping."

A gentle voice sounded.

Shen Ping's mind was completely gone. After coming to his senses, he hurriedly bowed and said, "Disciple is here!"

"Would you like to become my personal disciple?"

"Disciple is willing!"

"Okay, from today on, Shen Ping will be my direct disciple and inherit the core heritage!"

"Disciple greets Master!"

Shen Ping bowed deeply.

The next step was blessing and greeting. The main thing was to accept the congratulations from the many hall-level and cabinet-level elders, and to exchange a few pleasantries. It was considered as getting to know each other, and it also laid the foundation for the future leadership of the Zhenbao Tower...

Four or five hours passed.

When the sunset dyes the sky red.

The true transmission ceremony finally ended.

…

Fire Temple.

Just returned to the hall.

Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying and other wives, concubines and Taoist partners collapsed on the jade floor with weak legs. Although they had been standing on the carriage and could not feel the pressure of the tens of thousands of cultivators and the great elders of many powerful sects, the invisible oppression made them extremely nervous.

It was just like attending the Foundation Building Banquet, it was simply unbearable.

It can be said that they have been able to hold on until now entirely because of their will.

Shen Ping was fine. The set of purple-emblazoned black robes he was wearing had a special aura-isolating effect. In addition, he had met the Lord of the Main Hall and the Chief Hall Master before, so he did not feel too much psychological pressure. However, at the end of the day, he still felt mentally exhausted.

After all, it is quite tiring to greet so many palace masters and high-ranking officials in the palace.

"Yun'er, Ying'er...you should go back to your bedroom and practice first."

"Huoyu, don't go to the quiet room for retreat these days. Recover your spirit first, and then retreat again after a few days."

Shen Ping instructed.

Although Pei Huoyu was preparing for Nascent Soul Formation before, he did not start to break through. Instead, he continued to hone his golden elixir power and adjust his mental state. The opportunity for Nascent Soul Formation will last for a while before it arrives, and most cultivators will be fully prepared.

Therefore, when Pei Huoyu knew that Shen Ping was going to hold the ceremony of true transmission, he temporarily ended his retreat without any hesitation.

"Yes, husband."

It wasn't long before the wives, concubines and fellow Taoists left.

Just as Shen Ping was about to go to the quiet room to adjust himself, he saw Deacon Wang appear at the entrance of the Fire Spirit Hall.

"I have met Shen Zhenchuan!"

The ceremony is over.

Shen Ping's status and position are truly comparable to those of the main hall level. Even though his cultivation is only at the Golden Core level, other cultivators who are below the main hall level must bow when they see him.

Moreover, if other sects in Zhongshengzhou knew Shen Ping's identity, they would also pay their respects.

So this time Shen Ping was no longer humble.

"What is the matter with you, Deacon Wang?"

He asked.

Deacon Wang hurriedly said, "You have been promoted to the True Transmission. The main hall has arranged a small floating spiritual peak for you. You need to review the escort team, spiritual peak guards, servants, etc. involved. You can also put forward any requirements for their cultivation strength..."

True teachings are not just a title.

It is also not a simple change in identity and status.

It involves the distribution of many interests.

Like the small floating spirit peaks, they are exclusive places for cultivation that only the main hall-level saint envoys, hall masters and other strong people are qualified to own. Almost every spirit peak has an eighth-level spirit vein, and practicing in it will be twice as effective with half the effort. Many cultivators want to enter, but no one has the chance, not even the core technical members of the Honor List.

And now Shen Ping has been promoted to the true master.

There are many core members in the palace competing for the positions of guards, defenders, and servants of this small spiritual peak alone.

Of course, before the ceremony of true transmission, no one knew that Shen Ping would be granted a small sacred peak, because there had never been any true transmission before.

But as long as this news gets out.

It will inevitably cause a stir in each hall.

Not to mention that in addition to the cultivation environment of the small spiritual peak, there are also quotas for restricted resources, beast spirit pools, beast scripture pavilions and other special core resources.

Deacon Wang couldn't help but remind him, "Shen Zhenchuan, you have to be careful when allocating these places. If you don't want to bother with anything for now, you can apply to stay in the Fire Spirit Hall. It won't be too late to make a choice after you become a Nascent Soul."

Shen Ping immediately understood what Deacon Wang meant.

Interests often mean turmoil.

He had only been in Zhenbao Tower for a short time and was not familiar with both the Mountain Fire Hall and the Danhai Hall. If he rashly selected the candidates, some problems would surely arise. For example, if he asked Deacon Wang or the Lord of the Mountain Fire Hall to choose, then their personal connections would be involved. And if he chose himself, no one would know the character of the guards and servants.

The most important thing is actually the arrangement of restricted and core resources.

Although Shen Ping seems to be oblivious to what is happening outside, he knows everything in his mind. When he first became a guest official of Zhenbao Tower, there were many open and covert struggles in the station. Especially every time he went to the elegant pavilion to taste tea, it was easy for him to run into those "hard-working" female cultivators who let him have a look at their doorstep.

"Thank you for the reminder, Deacon Wang. I am quite happy living in the Fire Spirit Hall. I am not in a hurry to move to the small floating spirit peak..."

The seventh-order spiritual veins of the Fire Spirit Hall are sufficient for him and his wife, concubines and fellow Taoist companions to use. Once they move in, high-level officials from other halls will inevitably come to visit them, making it difficult for them to concentrate on their practice. With the protection of the Mountain Fire Hall in the Fire Spirit Hall, they can save themselves a lot of trouble.

Steward Wang smiled and said, "Mr. Shen is too polite. If that's the case, I will report it immediately."

A few days later.

Teams from other sects left Zhenbao Tower one after another.

The headquarters gradually calmed down after the hustle and bustle caused by the ceremony.

Just when Shen Ping was preparing to study the third volume of the Puppet Beast Sutra on the beast form, he received a message from the chief hall master.

"Disciple."

"Come to the Beast Scripture Pavilion."

(End of this chapter)