Chapter 72: All Sects Emerge

  Inside a towering solitary peak, an ancient Taoist temple stands. In front of the temple, an elderly man wearing a blue Taoist robe with long white hair flowing in the wind stands still within a yin-yang fish diagram. The yin-yang fish seems to be alive and swimming inside the circle, emitting an aura that encompasses all things in the world.

  The old man suddenly spoke up, his voice ethereal and distant, as if drifting down from the sky: "Another chaotic era has begun, and all the sects are starting to vie with each other again!"

  "Master, aren't we going to participate?" A young and handsome Taoist beside him asked in puzzlement. This person was none other than Xi Xuzhen, the same young Taoist who had appeared in Qingyu County before.

  "In a chaotic world, seeking the true dragon is not an easy task. Moreover, as scattered cultivators, we don't have the Dragon Suppressing Pillar, unless we go to the Fulong Court. But even if we do, transcending later on will be extremely difficult!" The old man slowly spoke, his feet's yin-yang fish seemingly rotating slowly, emitting an aura of non-contention and non-action.

  "Ever since the decline of the Dragon Vein controlled by Ming Lang Zong, other sects have been secretly active. Now that the Human Emperor has passed away, it seems that the situation among the cultivators of our Great Song Dynasty is about to change." Si Xu Zhen smiled with a relaxed and pleased expression, as if watching a good show.

  In the eastern part of the Great Song, a massive mountain range lies like an ancient beast, emitting an air of vicissitude, remoteness and antiquity. This is an ancient, desolate and majestic old mountain. Countless towering ancient trees stand upright, with rare and exotic beasts roaming the forest. Deep within the old mountain, there are palaces stretching far and wide, pavilions, towers and eaves, with clouds and mist drifting about. Faintly, a sound like jade striking stone can be heard, a beautiful melody that seems to be a heavenly music played by mortals, echoing through heaven and earth.

  "The fate of the Great Song Dynasty has reached its end, you quickly go down the mountain, find a new true dragon, and use the Dragon Suppressing Pillar. Our Minglang Sect was able to seize the opportunity last time, this time we absolutely cannot let it slip away!" A middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes and having a pale face with no beard slowly turned around and said in a low, magnetic voice.

  "Elder brother, we will not betray the trust!" A young man wearing Confucian robes with eyes as cold as stars bowed his head and replied. He naturally knew that this journey would be fraught with difficulties, but the rise and fall of the Minglang Sect over the past few hundred years had now fallen into their hands, so they must go all out.

  "Hmm, the rise and fall of Minglang Sect for several hundred years will depend on you all." The middle-aged man waved his hand lightly and didn't say another word.

  "At this moment, Ming Langzong can regain the momentum!" The young man was tall and confident. Seeing his senior brother waving goodbye, he left a heroic remark and turned to leave.

  In a land of molten lava and raging volcanoes, the scorching heat distorted the air, as several men and women stepped into the void and vanished into the horizon.

  In a place where ancient trees grew in clusters, lush and green, there was a simple wooden house. Inside the house, a man wearing a green robe with an ordinary face closed his eyes to meditate. Threads of green aura were slowly absorbed into his body. Suddenly, a small green sword swooshed into the wooden house.

  The man's eyes snapped open, a sharp light flashed across, his clothes fluttered without wind, and a powerful aura emanated from him. Clang, the man used his hand to clamp down on the small sword. The green small sword trembled, a message transmitted into the man's mind.

  Boom! The man stood up tall, taking steps that spanned dozens of meters with each footfall, as if he had the legendary ability to shrink the earth. He quickly disappeared into the ancient forest.

  ……

  The Qingyu City Pan Mansion.

  Pan Hao's divine soul was circulating with divine power, and his severed arm had already grown back.

  "Next is the Heavenly County!" In Qingyu City, Pan Hao felt that it was also time to develop the faith of another county. The red light of his divine soul soared into the sky and disappeared within Qingyu County.

  Fu Tian County is located in the middle of Pingzhou, surrounded by five or six counties on all sides. The flow of people and commerce is the most prosperous in Pingzhou, and the cultural atmosphere here is also more intense. Since ancient times, it has produced many talents, countless literati and poets have left behind poems, and it is indeed a brilliant pearl among the many counties of Pingzhou.

  Pan Hao didn't linger, and with a sweep of his divine consciousness, a magnificent temple appeared in his mind, slowly descending from the sky. This temple was also bustling with incense and throngs of devotees coming and going.

  Pan Hao stood in the void, looking at the solemn and majestic statue of the god, without hesitation, he leaped forward and jumped into the statue. Rumbling sounds, a torrent of faith surged towards Pan Hao, at the same time, a black and shiny toad appeared in the torrent, emitting a strong corrosive aura.

  This countless devout thoughts backlash, Pan Hao was well-prepared! A golden light slowly rose from behind him, sprinkling out a gentle golden light. This golden light is warm and can comfort people's hearts. This is not the Golden Light of Merit, but a divine ability called the Golden Light Wheel.

  The White Lotus True Meaning cultivated to the second rank gave birth to the Step-by-Step Birth of the Lotus Divine Ability, while Pan Haicheng had already achieved the third rank twenty-seven petals of the White Lotus True Meaning Dragon God when he became the City God of Qingyu County, giving birth to the Golden Light Wheel divine ability.

  This Golden Wheel is composed of countless thoughts of faith and divine power, which are the beliefs of all people. For cultivators, it is extremely terrifying to be struck by the Golden Wheel, as the thoughts of all people can pollute their golden elixir and original spirit, triggering heart demons.

  Heh heh, a golden light wheel flew out and cut towards the toad, plop, the sound of the gear entering its body was clear.

  Boom, the toad was struck by the golden wheel before it could react, countless thoughts surged, and the toad felt as if sulfuric acid had flowed into its body. The black fog was continuously evaporated, and the golden wheel exploded inside with a loud noise, blasting the toad into smithereens and turning it into a cloud of black fog that disappeared.

  Faith surged in, and Pan Hao welcomed it without reservation. The golden light of the two city gods' thrones behind him shone brightly, jointly helping Pan Hao digest the sudden influx of faith. A phantom Liang City God's throne appeared, faintly visible, and under the infusion of faith, it was gradually becoming clearer.

  Boom, the Book of Life and Death in Pan Hao's body shook slightly, and the data of the living beings under the jurisdiction of Futiang County floated out. Whoosh, three divine positions were recalled by Pan Hao into his body, and Pan Hao's divine soul turned around and stepped out, disappearing in Futiang County.

  Pan Hao opened his eyes, listening to the continuous firecracker sounds outside, and only then remembered that today was New Year's Eve. Having been in this world for two years now, this achievement was undoubtedly satisfactory to himself. With a creak, Pan Hao opened the door. Outside, the weather was gloomy, with biting cold winds blowing, and snowflakes fluttering down from the sky.

  Pan Hao walked slowly into the courtyard, where the sound of laughter and chatter from the girls filled the air. Pan Hao couldn't help but smile as he saw the three girls gathered around a snowman, constantly commenting and adding their own creative touches. The snowman's face became increasingly bizarre, causing them to laugh even harder.

  "Hao Ge, you're out!" Xi Wen's little head was sharp and as soon as she saw Pan Hao appear, she happily ran over and hugged him tightly. Pan Hao immediately gave her a bear hug, rubbing his chin against the little girl's small head and said: "Little girl will be thirteen after New Year's, right?"

  "Really! I'm almost thirteen, and soon I can marry Brother Hao!" The little girl said innocently. Pan Hao's voice was suddenly caught in his throat. According to the laws of the Great Song Dynasty, a woman is eligible for marriage at the age of fourteen, which is above the age of thirteen. For men, it is fifteen years old.

  Young Master!

  ……

  Xiao Yao and Xiao Tao couldn't help but smile slyly.

  "Pass it down, it's the New Year, the housekeeper will receive an extra 10 taels of silver, and others will receive 5 taels of silver to go home and prepare for the New Year!" Pan Hao waved his hand and said to the two maids.

  "Yes, young master!" The two women heard that there was a reward and immediately ran off to inform everyone with smiles on their faces. Pan Hao smiled faintly, after all it's the New Year, giving some benefits is necessary.