Chapter 25 Legendary Figures

  "Disciple Ning Feng, seventh generation of Tianyun Sect, pays respects to elder."

  The young man hastily came forward and saluted him with great respect.

  This is actually the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion, a legendary figure in the Divine Palace!

  He kept his eyes on the old man while maintaining his courtesy during the ceremony.

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion wore a coarse gray robe, with a clear and elegant face, white beard and hair, sitting still in the chair to receive Ningfeng's salute.

  He didn't say a word and seemed non-existent; after Ning Feng entered Jing Xiang Ge, he instinctively ignored him.

  It's just now that he spoke up, and the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion also didn't even lift his head, holding a pen in one hand, writing hastily on the desk, it's unknown what he was writing.

  Ning Feng thought he came to see, the strange light was bright and just across a table's distance, but he couldn't see the words on it clearly, only vaguely feeling that the strokes were powerful and vigorous, each character seemed to be jumping out of the paper.

  "So you're a disciple of Tianyunzi, have you come to choose the first true transmission?"

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion continued without raising his head.

  "Yes."

  Ning Feng responded with a sound and asked: "I don't know..."

  "The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion didn't mean to let him finish speaking, and directly said: 'The nine methods and thirteen transformations are all here, choose which one you want to do yourself, don't ask me.'"

  He stretched out his hand and swept it across, and the scenery in Jingxiang Pavilion changed greatly.

  In heaven, there are still more than ten thousand jade boxes floating and chasing each other.

  On the ground, twenty-two gates appeared, nine gold and thirteen silver. At a glance, it was clear that they symbolized the Nine Laws and Thirteen Transformations of the Sun God Temple.

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng looked at the scene in front of him with great curiosity. In fact, after entering Jing Xiang Ge, this feeling had never left him.

  These twenty-two gates, whether gold or silver, are just gates after all.

  That is to say, they are all just a solitary big gate, and you can see the other side of the gate by taking two steps back.

  "What kind of magic is this again..."

  Even now, I still can't help but feel overwhelmed, from the moment I transcended through the Heavenly Tribulation, everything I've seen has been incredibly mystical and beyond imagination.

  There is the collapse of the soul in the temple palace, and the resurrection of the gods; there are the world-renowned gatherings at Fuyao; there are the fish leaping out of the water and the egrets flying between the clouds, the cranes under the foot of Tianyun Peak; there is the Heavenly Cloud Child on the Lecturing Rock, with every gesture and movement giving rise to all sorts of great Dharma...

  Among them, Xiangge is the most famous.

  As the wind subsides and clears up, it is discovered that each of these gateways is different from one another. Some use words, while others use patterns to clearly express what lies beyond the door.

  The nearest place to him, a golden gate has a divine person looking up at the sky and roaring, standing proudly on the surface of the sun, unscathed by the light and heat.

  Ninth transformation of the thirteen laws, middle eighth correct law, ninth refinement of blood yang purple gold body.

  The farthest place from him was a silver gate with colorful rainbows carved on it, and behind the gate was a world of rainbows. Entering it, one would be reborn as a rainbow.

  Third Transformation Technique, Concealment Technique Second, Rainbow Transformation Technique.

  The wind was very strong and had a meaning that could be seen from afar. At this time, the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion spoke again:

  "Nine Laws Thirteen Transformations, except for the First Orthodox Law of Taiyang, all other orthodox laws and transformation techniques can be directly applied."

  Ning Feng's eyebrows rose in surprise as he asked strangely: "What about the Sun Technique?"

  "Then we'll have to wait, there's someone inside."

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion spoke in a light tone, as if he had already known how Ning Feng would choose.

  "Huh?"

  Ning Feng's heart skipped a beat as he thought of a strange place.

  "I just saw many Shendiao disciples entering and exiting, how come there isn't a single one inside the Jingxiang Pavilion?"

  "Even if they all went in after that, why can the rest of the orthodox Taoist rituals go in at will except for Taiyang Fa? Is there no one inside?"

  Ning Feng thought for a moment and felt that waiting was also waiting, so it's better to figure it out. Otherwise, things would always be on his mind, and if he wasn't careful, they would affect the main event and suffer a big loss.

  He went up and asked respectfully: "Elder, Ningfeng saw many senior brothers and uncles entering and leaving the pavilion outside. Why aren't they here? Where are they?"

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion put down his pen and looked up at Ningfeng for the first time.

  What kind of gaze is that?

  Ning Feng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he clearly saw endless birth and death, endless sorrow and joy in the eyes of the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion, as if all the events that had occurred in this world, past, present, and future, were contained within those two eyes.

  "They're right here."

  "It's just that you can't see it."

  Ning Feng swallowed his saliva, the old man's answer was not as good as not answering at all. If it weren't for seeing many strange things in the Soul Realm, Ning Feng's hair would have stood on end right now.

  "This is Jingxiang Pavilion, but Jingxiang Pavilion is not just here."

  "You understand if you understand; if you don't understand, then you just don't."

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion finished speaking and pointed with his hand, saying: "Since you are a disciple of Tianyunzi, I suppose you won't be satisfied without trying the Taiyang Method. Very well, wait then."

  "When you have nothing better to do, go and learn more about the sect's grand laws."

  After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and picked up his pen, starting to write quickly again, as if Ning Feng didn't exist.

  Ning Feng didn't even have the time to care about those things, his entire mind was occupied by the words of Jing Xiang Ge's elder "This is... not just this..." which filled him completely.

  Soon after, he looked astonished and blurted out: "Could this Fragrant Pavilion be..."

  Ning Feng suddenly recalled the mysterious words Shen Zhaoxuan had spoken outside Jingxiang Pavilion, and he was suddenly enlightened.

  "This incense pavilion actually doesn't exist independently."

  "Every single Tian Gong disciple who comes from the main gate enters Jing Xiang Ge, yet it's not Jing Xiang Ge."

  Ning Feng suddenly remembered the layered cake that Ning Cai Chen used to buy for him when he was a child, and at this moment of enlightenment, Jing Xiang Ge became a gigantic layered cake in his eyes.

  Layer upon layer, what is stacked is not pastry, but space, a world.

  Entering through the same gate, they step into different levels of Jing Xiang Ge. They are all Jing Xiang Ge, yet none of them are Jing Xiang Ge.

  The true Fragrance Pavilion, spanning multiple dimensions, its true form, the infinite Daoist power contained within, just thinking about it makes Ning Feng feel a mountain-like weight, a majestic existence that presses down on his heart, making breathing difficult.

  "What kind of power is this? How wonderful?!"

  Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind and he quickly turned his head towards the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion.

  "He......he......he......"

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion in Ningfeng's eyes was still an ordinary and elegant old man who wrote hastily, but looking at this old man, Ningfeng couldn't suppress the surging emotions in his chest.

  How terrifying! How frightening!

  Jing Xiang Ge can transcend countless dimensions, with a majestic and powerful force, transforming itself into the greatest thousand-layer cake in the world. This Ning Feng can understand and accept.

  After all, this is the fundamental place of the Seven Sects of the Sun God Temple in the world. The ancestors have made efforts for generations, and the supreme law has been passed down for ages. What can't be created?

  Where is the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion?

  Whether outside or inside the door, all who have been fortunate enough to come to Jingxiang Pavilion unanimously say that there is only one person in Jingxiang Pavilion, namely the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion.

  This is frightening.

  It's not just one person who is scary, but every single Shen Gong disciple who comes in is on a different level, yet they can all see the same incense pavilion elder, that's what's scary!

  Being able to do such a thing, using the four words "can be feared and dreaded" on the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion is still an understatement.

  Ning Feng's expression was complex, and he thought to himself: "Originally, I thought they were certain that the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion was a legendary figure, but the reason wasn't sufficient enough. Now it seems I was too naive."

  "I realize that I'm not the only one who has discovered the true form of Jingxiang Pavilion. They must be able to understand, just like me at this moment, how terrifying the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion really is!"

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion seemed to sense the shock in Ning Feng's heart, and for the second time, he raised his head, looked at him, and nodded: "Not bad insight, not a wooden stake, hoping Tianyunzi can be lucky this time."

  "All right, you don't have much time in Jingxiang Pavilion, don't waste it on an old man like me, go."

  The old man of Jingxiang Pavilion didn't wait for Ningfeng's response and continued writing with his head down.

  Ning Feng bowed his head and paid his respects, then truly reined in his emotions and walked towards the golden gate closest to him.

  "On this Golden Gate is the Eighth Orthodox Law: Nine Refinements of Blood Yang Purple Gold Body, it's also good to understand it first."

  The gentle breeze whispers secrets as I stand before this golden gate, lifting my head to gaze upwards.

  "Huh?"

  He leaned in closer and found that on the Golden Gate, a small golden bell was hanging, not high or low, just right for one person to reach up and down.

  Ning Feng looked around and found that except for the golden gate representing "Taiyang Fa", all the other gold and silver gates had a similar bell hanging on them.

  "What is this used for?"

  Ning Feng saw that Jing Xiang Ge's elder didn't understand his meaning, so he stretched out his hand and grasped the bronze bell.

  The next moment——

  "Ding ding ding~ding ding ding~~"

  The bell rang incessantly, and Ning Feng's consciousness was dazed for a moment, as if he saw a much larger bronze bell floating there. As the bell rang, countless musical notes turned into characters and flowed into his brow.

  The bell does not exist, and the Scripture Fragrance Pavilion is quiet, with only the sound of the pavilion's elder's brush sliding across the paper, "shashasha", unceasing.

  After a few breaths of time had passed, Ning Feng, who was standing there stiffly holding the bell, shivered with cold and came to.

  "So it was like that..."

  Ning Feng let out a clear ring, and directly sat cross-legged in front of the large gate of the Nine Refinements Blood Yang Purple Gold Body. He was recalling the message he had just received.

  It turned out that what was transmitted into his mind through the sound of the bell was none other than all the information about the Nine Refinements Blood Yang Purple Gold Body.

  Its origin, its special features, its cultivation characteristics...

  "How terrifying!"

  Ning Feng slowly opened his eyes after a while, and his face turned pale.

  He never thought that his own master would evolve into a majestic and powerful being, as if the brilliant sun couldn't even melt the golden body of the gods, and yet, cultivating it was terrifying to the point of making one's hair stand on end.

  Jiulian Blood Yang Zi Jin body, its Gong Fa's mother root, originally came from the mortal enemy of the Taiyang God Temple, which had been attacked by the temple and destroyed the mountain gate, eradicating the thousands-of-years-old Taiyin Shengjiao.

  Taiyin Shengong's transmission method is diametrically opposed to that of Taiyang Shen Gong, worshiping the Taiyin star and borrowing its power.

  There is a town teaching method called: Taiyin Lianxing Fa.

  Taiyin Lian Xing Fa, absorbs the power of Taiyin star into the body, transforming one's physical form into a Taiyin spiritual body. Its might is unknown, as it has been lost with the downfall of the Taiyin sect.

  Only after the Sun God Temple destroyed the human sect, did it naturally deprive the other party of its town teaching divine work, and then borrowed from its principle, to introduce the sun god light into the body, taking the path of the Sun Law.

  It doesn't matter, it's just a way of cultivating one's body under the sun.

  Thousands of years ago, the strong man of the Temple of Gods was not satisfied and went to fight against the Demon Sect, destroying a branch of their inheritance and seizing their inherited technique "Blood Demon Great Law".

  The Blood Demon Great Law is cruel beyond compare, to cultivate the Blood God Son's divine ability, one must peel off their own skin alive, interspersed with golden needles stimulating and blood refining, extremely painful, enough to drive people mad.

  It's obvious that the strong ones from the Temple of Gods thousands of years ago were even crazier than them.

  Benyuan Taiyang Fa, Tuotai Taixin Lianxing Fa, borrowing from Xue Mo Quan Ti, finally resulted in the current Taiyang Shen Gong Jiu Fa Shi San Hua's eighth orthodox method: Nine Refinements of Blood Yang Purple Golden Body!

  “……”

  Ning Feng swallowed his saliva and looked up at the countless jade boxes chasing each other in the sky, beginning to suspect their origins.

  Good fellow, a great method, under which lie the corpses of Taiyin Shenjiao and Mozong's two sects, with words that can destroy their sects, seize their inheritance, and make a scene...

  "Tsk tsk tsk, the Temple of the Sun God, it's indeed... overbearing!"

  Ning Feng shook his head and swayed for a while, feeling quite pleased with himself.

  He stood up, just about to walk towards the next Golden Gate, to see if there were also such intense stories under other grand laws. Suddenly, an inexplicable feeling surged up, as if some intangible wave had swept across his body.

  "Could it be..."

  The wind is calm and I stop in my tracks, looking back.

  The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion raised his head, pointed with one hand and said: "Wuji space is open, you can go in now."

  "Is it boundless?"

  Ning Feng took a deep breath and didn't delve deeper, step by step walking towards the golden gate where the Sun Technique was hidden.

  "I'm here!"