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Chapter 249 The inheritance of the Heavenly Master, the secret of ascension

Chapter 249 The inheritance of the Heavenly Master, the secret of ascension

"Your Majesty, you are not talking about Solomon who built the Holy City, are you?" The black-robed wizard's words were hoarse, like tree roots digging into the rock, which made people feel numb.

"That's Saint Solomon, not what I'm talking about." The pope's speaking rhythm was still unhurried.

"Su Luo." The white-robed wizard showed a handsome face, his eyes were like pure blue and clear lakes, "Your Majesty, please forgive me."

"In Eastern parlance, his name would be pronounced Russell. It doesn't sound like Solomon at all."

His speaking voice was also like spring water, so warm that it seemed to nourish all things.

Even when he was retorting, it was not annoying.

"You are a wise man, Lord Merlin." The Pope looked at the white-robed wizard, which elicited a cold snort from the black-robed wizard.

The Pope smiled nonchalantly, and then said: "But you should also have heard a saying over there:"

"When a tangerine grows in the south, it is called tangerine, and when it grows in the north, it is called tangerine. Its name in the East must be different in the West."

"I have been taught." The white-robed wizard leaned forward slightly, as if he had been convinced.

The Pope nodded with satisfaction and continued: "In God's prophecy, Solomon will come here and build a holy city."

"However, in this holy city, wizards, knights and priests are all servants. Only Qi Refiners are the masters."

"I firmly oppose such a rule. Such a Solomon is not a saint, but a tyrant."

The Pope's declaration lasted for a long time, and the white-robed wizard kept listening with a smile, but the black-robed wizard waved his hands and left soon after.

"Sorry, Your Majesty." The white-robed wizard stood up, bowed and said, "My brother has been a little angry recently, please forgive me."

The Pope's face was not good-looking. The knight next to him had drawn his sword and stood up, his hand already on the hilt of the sword.

The knight's face was red, and veins bulged on the back of the hand holding the sword, but the sword seemed to be stuck in the sheath and could not be pulled out.

"..." The pope's face became more and more gloomy. After a while, he suddenly smiled and dispelled the gloom on his face, "It doesn't matter, these are all trivial matters."

"I hope your brother won't act out of emotion in the next thing."

"I will persuade him." After the white-robed wizard finished speaking, his body suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Chiying——

The sound of the sword resounded throughout the reception room, and the knight's arms trembled, and he knelt on the ground with a face full of fear, "Your Majesty, this subordinate is incompetent, and he can't—"

"Okay." The pope had a gloomy expression again, and the golden light on the red robe seemed to be soaked in a blood-like color, making it look dull.

All the candles in the reception room were extinguished, leaving only the Pope's pair of golden eyes hanging in the air.

"Merlin's spell is more powerful."

"Don't reveal everything here to the outside world. We still need this group of wizards. We can't start fighting among ourselves."

"My subordinate understands."

Outside the conference room, the black-robed wizard slapped the ground with the soles of his feet, looking impatient.

Finally, a space wave appeared behind him, and the white-robed wizard jumped out of the void with a smile on his face.

"Have you finished talking to that hypocritical guy? Humph, I really don't know what you people think. Isn't it good to be straightforward?"

"It's not easy to tell the reality of the other side if you go straight. After all, they have been fighting a civil war with us for so long and suddenly want to cooperate. There is definitely something fishy."

The smile on the white-robed wizard's face disappeared and he continued: "It seems that Russell from the East is putting a lot of pressure on them."

"It's a lot of pressure, will they cooperate well?" The black-robed wizard frowned, and after thinking for a while, he replied.

"No, they are very likely to surrender." The white-robed wizard sneered, "Don't forget, how fast they change their faces, Gauls, haha."

"Probably not..."

"Definitely. As long as we can't withstand it, they will definitely surrender. Because that pope is a retard."

"Is it because he didn't realize that I was a wise man?" The black-robed wizard's eyes suddenly lit up.

"..." The white-robed wizard's tone stopped, and he said after a slight slowness: "Not exactly. The original words of that ancient Eastern proverb are called -"

"Oranges are tangerines when they grow in the south of the Huaihe River, and they are tangerines when they grow in the north of the Huaihe River. That fool probably doesn't even know where the word 'Huai' is. He doesn't even know that this sentence comes from "Yanzi Chunqiu Neipian"."

The black-robed wizard was confused when he heard this. He was suddenly thinking of a question——

Is it important to wonder whether you are a wise man?

……

At the same time, the inheritance ceremony of Tianshi Mansion is about to begin.

The junior members of the Four Esoteric Sects and the Tianshi Mansion were placed on patrol around the main hall, including Otsutsuki Hagoromo.

In the main hall of the Tianshi Mansion, there are solemn candles and sandalwood and cloth.

Seven or forty-nine ever-burning lamps hang high, and eight or sixty-four statues of gods surround Sanqing.

Zhang Jingqing held the incense, followed by Zhang Huaiyi and Zhang Zhiwei.

The leaders of the four sects of Shangqing, Wudang, and Quanzhen followed closely, and finally came Russell, Zheng Zibu, Jie Kong, and Zhou Hua. There is no disciple in Quanzhen’s generation who is on the same level as Russell.

According to the contemporary leader Fang Qingfeng, his next generation failed to live up to expectations and missed opportunities in vain.

As usual, Zhang Jingqing chanted the names and offered incense to each statue of the Three Pure Ones and gods one by one.

The others followed suit.

At the end, Zhang Jingqing paid homage to the patriarch Zhang Daoling and said: "Zhang Jingqing, the sixty-fourth generation of the Tianshi Mansion, worships with all your heart, and invites the patriarch to come."

As soon as he finished speaking, the palm of Zhang Jingqing's right hand suddenly bloomed with golden light.

The entire hall was like a rising sun, and all the darkness was dispersed by the endless golden light.

Russell felt warm on his body, as if it was not night but day.

Outside the main hall, Otsutsuki Hagoromo, who was patrolling, groaned and immediately closed his eyes.

Two streaks of dark blood-like liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his body was shaking.

"The Dharma is not transmitted to the six ears. Visitors from foreign lands, I think it is not easy for you to practice. Be careful, be careful." A majestic thunder sound exploded in Yu Yi's head. Except for him, everyone else looked as usual.

Yuyi ignored the severe pain in his eyes and hurriedly knelt down, "Exalted Immortal, forgive me! Yuyi knows I was wrong!"

The people around looked blankly at this fierce man who was blown up to the sky with his mouth wide open.

He seems a little abnormal.

In the main hall, although Russell was bowing and saluting, he felt a few scrutinizing eyes scanning over from where the statue was enshrined.

He tried his best to put away his senses, not daring to make the slightest move.

The golden light of Tianshidu became stronger and stronger, and those scrutinizing eyes became more real.

Suddenly, Zheng Zibu said: "Qi becomes a talisman and can perform all kinds of magic."

The golden light flashed, and then, Jie Kong opened his mouth and said: "Compassion is used to discipline oneself, and compassion is used to save others."

"The changes in all things are due to magic." Zhou Hua continued.

Russell's heart trembled.

The next moment, a voice sounded from his heart.

I don’t know where this sound comes from, nor where it goes.

This voice was full of solemnity, yet gentle and sincere; high in the sky, yet still like an old friend at the table.

The voice asked: "Russell, what are the five elements?"

Russell's mind was focused, and without thinking, he blurted out a sentence that he had clearly not summarized:

"Talk about the five elements."

"Okay, okay, okay." The voice slowly drifted away, like the reverberation of thunder, still echoing in Russell's mind, "It's a long way to go, don't be playful."

Russell felt a tap on the top of his head, and an inexplicable fresh air instantly penetrated the Lingtai cave.

The three lotuses seemed to be nourished and full of vitality.

The mind in the center calmly closed its eyes, and the robe on his body even showed wrinkled texture, just like real clothes.

The bagua on the cuffs seemed to be looming, and began to rotate continuously. A ray of lightning came out from the earthquake position and circled the array, vibrating like a swimming dragon.

The Golden Light Mantra, the Five Thunder Method, and many insights came out of my heart.

Russell was so happy that he bowed his head to the ground and said, "Junior Russell, thank you for your guidance."

The golden light slowly gathered, and the light in the hall became much dimmed.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, please get up." Zhang Jingqing's voice sounded, with a hint of envy in her tone.

Russell looked up and found Zhang Jingqing and the other four leaders looking at him with bright eyes.

The emotions in his eyes include envy, admiration, even awe, etc.

Russell had some guesses in his mind and looked at the statue of the Heavenly Master behind Zhang Jingqing.

In a daze, he seemed to see the statue of the Heavenly Master looking at him with approval and expectation.

He couldn't help but bowed his hands again and said: "There is a long way to go, and the younger generation will work hard and not slack off at all."

"Good." The statue seemed to speak, and the voice disappeared in a flash.

The golden light dimmed again, and the charm in the statue had disappeared.

Russell pursed his lips, his eyes bursting with endless light.

There really are immortals in this world!

He clenched his fists, blood boiling in his heart.

I want to ascend too!

 Death

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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