Chapter 432: Not the first sect in Zhongzhou, but the first sect in Dongming Realm.
The last thunderbolt completely dissipated, and the black-robed monk stood between heaven and earth, looking up and laughing, arrogant and wanton.
In the end, he did not wait for the calamity clouds to dissipate, the spiritual rain to disperse, and the ladder to descend, and raised his hand to sacrifice a spiritual sword.
"Hey, disciple! Watch carefully!"
He raised his hand, "This is my last sword."
The sword energy stretched thousands of miles, and the brewed spiritual rain turned into a vast snow, which fell rapidly between heaven and earth, almost like a blizzard.
Kaiyang felt the power of the rules of destiny, and before he could fully understand why this sword had to be used, his vision was blocked by the snow curtain, and a majestic and cold spiritual power pulled him over.
"I said, how long will you stay here, outsider? It just so happens that I will take you back together." The
snow curtain blurred everyone's vision, including the immortals in the sky and the people on the earth. Only a green figure transformed into the state of spiritual snow, and flew rapidly with a silver dragon that happened to be hidden like a sword. Every array stone fell to the ground and was instantly frozen by ice and snow. Yan Ye did practice the way of life. Before he chose the way, he rebelled against the conventions and views of the world and did many things against the will of heaven. After choosing the way, he was trapped in the way of life. Luoze was not his prison, but the destiny was like three thousand chains, imposed on him. The appearance of Lin Du disrupted the direction of the chains. Every move he made was breaking those solid destinies. Yan Ye finally understood the true meaning of the fate between master and disciple. Fate is about choice. It is about the choice of each person. Now, the beast that had been trapped for a thousand years has perfected its cultivation, broken free from the chains, and become the master of fate. So, the ends of the three thousand chains are 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 Panlong, a golden ball of light was covered by the restriction of the silver dragon. Lin Du reappeared, lowered his eyes and looked at the formation pattern that turned into snow light, and sacrificed seven short blades. The true soul has been retained, so it is time to send her to the place where she is dominated. 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 space restriction of the silver dragon was released in an instant, and Lin Du, holding a short blade, pierced through the golden light ball neatly and stabbed into the ground. Sending ghosts to the ground, this formation method was used repeatedly by Lin Du many times, but he did not expect to use this formation method to send away an elder close to him. Lin Du held the handleless short blade tightly. It was clearly not sharpened, but it still cut her palm, and blood dripped into the ground. The golden true soul was led into the underworld by the short blade in an instant, and the formation pattern quickly disappeared, but Lin Du maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee with the short blade in 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 she thought, if faith is really useful, then please... God forgive me. One day, she, Lin Du, will go to the Ninth Heaven in person, inherit the will of Taiyin, and clean up all the remaining poisons. Lin Du raised her head slowly, and a snow wolf came over on the snow. Chu Guanmeng knew that the oath Lin Du made in her consciousness had been transmitted to 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 cold. "I heard it, but I can't coax it." Wei Zhi turned into a human form again, "Three Altars Wine." "It has nothing to do with you!" Chu Guanmeng shouted. "It's a buffet." Lin Du promised, "Three days, seven days, it's all fine." Chu Guanmeng reluctantly retracted his claws, turned back into the fur ball he once was, and landed on Lin Du's shoulder. Through the vast snow and wind, Hou Cang met Lin Du's eyes. The restrictions in his body completely disappeared. But he was inexplicably no longer sad. On the other side, the ladder finally descended, and Yan Ye looked at Lin Du, "Traitor! I'm waiting for you in the sky!" He held a Kaiyang in one hand, followed by an embarrassed boy, "Let's go!!" Lin Du straightened up and waved to him, "Hurry and leave. , before I go up, don't let me protect you! !" Yan Ye grinned as he went up, "Why don't you go and see where your sword goes, you want to surpass me?" He soared so gracefully. The ladder slowly disappeared, and there was the crying voice of the boy, "My Lord! Two Lords! Wait for me!" Lin Du stood there, smiled, turned to look at Hou Cang, "Brother, since we are here, let's go see where the snow is?" Hou Cang slowly stood up, "I want to make a heavenly oath." "Hou Cang, the 99th generation disciple of the Supreme Sect, swears here, and the heaven and earth are witnesses. I will kill all the evil demons in the world. I will not return to perfection until the evil demons are destroyed." As he said, he sacrificed the spirit sword and flew to the end of the snow with Lin Du. On that day, the leader of the formation, Yanye Immortal Venerable, 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 final winners of the Lingwu Conference were two supreme masters, brother and sister, who were rarely seen in the world. One of them had reached the pinnacle of Hidden Sword, and the other had boundless power, wisdom and courage. No one remembered the Kaiyang who had come, as if that person had never left any trace. Only a few people remembered. It is said that the people who attended the ceremony that day had seen two snow scenes that could be called holy. One was the snow line of Lindu, which formed a formation for thousands of miles, and the other was the frost and cold of Yanye with one sword. After the heavy snow, the place that was originally a deserted land had a faint spiritual aura. On that day, two people walked in the snow and killed their way into the snow-covered demon world. With one sword and one fan, they challenged the Lord of Ten Directions 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. When it fell, it could automatically weld the edges of the two arrays. With his ingenuity, he tied for first
place with a thousand-year-old weapon refiner who refined a yellow-grade spiritual treasure. A month later, in the alchemy competition, Xia Tianwu, a disciple of the Living Judge and a disciple of the Supreme Sect, had already refined a spiritual liquid that could dissolve man-made evil spirits, becoming famous overnight. In the competition, he also refined a heavenly ninth-grade elixir with his exquisite quenching technology and special refining method, and officially took over the name of his master and became the leader of the alchemy.
Since then, the reputation of the Supreme Sect, after a hundred years of silence, has resounded throughout the entire Dongming Realm.
It is not the first sect in Zhongzhou, but the first sect in Dongming Realm.
No one can surpass the Supreme Sect.
In the same month, the cooking competition that had been forgotten by the cultivation world for many years was re-organized by the leader of the newly-introduced Zhongzhou powerful sect, Tongtian Sect.
Lin Du and Han Yueling sat on the judges' table, and every hair on the white-haired ball was filled with happiness.
As they ate, Chu Guanmeng belatedly remembered, "No, the banquet invited you to be one of the judges, so you brought me here to eat. This is what you call a buffet?"
Lin Du nodded, "You mean it's a three-day buffet?"
Chu Guanmeng belatedly looked at the pure spiritual food in front of him. It seemed to be fine, but it also seemed a little wrong.
"I remember there is a talisman master conference coming up soon. Your seventh sister seems to have been looking for you for a few days."
Lin Du covered its mouth, "Eat first, don't say such things that make people lose their appetite."