38,000 steps to the summit.

Looking around, you can see the overall situation of Mingyang Divine Sect at a glance, more than 100 palaces, palaces and pavilions, and even the great array of the Protector Sect can be seen very clearly.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance.

The main peak of this Mingyang Divine Sect is even higher than the highest spiritual peak in the Ten Thousand Domains, and the surrounding pattern is even more vast and amazing.

On the top of the main peak, there is a huge square, and in front of the square, there is a temple.

Standing in the central hall, a bronze door opens.

"Mingyang Temple"

Four quaint bronze characters are inlaid on the old sandalwood plaque, exuding a breath of ancient years.

Jian Fengyun could feel that the main hall in front of him was a building built a long time ago, and in addition to its magnificent aura, it also had a shocking coercion.

This kind of coercion can't be said, it should be the Taoist inheritance of the Mingyang Divine Sect.

"Sect Master, aren't you going to the Patriarch Palace?"

At this moment, Jian Fengyun finally couldn't help but ask.

Behind this hall is a mist-shrouded cliff, and there should be no way out.

"Just follow me."

Wan Buyi looked serious and said.

His figure walked ahead, leading the way.

What is surprising is that on the huge Mingyang Divine Sect Master Peak, there are only a dozen disciples guarding it, and the cultivation of these disciples is a little higher than that of the gatekeeper disciples outside the mountain gate, almost around the Nine Star Divine Yuan Realm to the Half-Step God King Realm.

Although it is stronger than the disciples guarding the mountain gate, there are not many strong ones.

Moreover, along the way, there have not been a few disciples in the Mingyang Divine Sect who have cultivated beyond the God King Realm, and even if there is, they have not seen anyone else, all of them are cultivating in small halls.

Jian Fengyun only sensed these with his soul power.

According to such an ancient inheritance of the Mingyang Divine Sect, there should not only be disciples of this grade.

What the hell is going on?

His heart was very puzzled, and his eyes looked around from time to time, and his momentum was magnificent, not like some small inheritance.

"Are you very puzzled why the disciples of the Mingyang Divine Sect are not high in cultivation?"

Wan Buyi felt the slow footsteps of Jian Fengyun behind him, and couldn't help but slow down and asked.

"I do have some doubts, I see that the Mingyang Divine Sect looks like it has gone through the years, and it must be very ancient and extraordinary to pass it on, and the qualifications of these disciples are not bad, and the overall realm should not be so low."

Jian Fengyun nodded, since Wan Buyi had no taboos, he also took the opportunity to ask.

"Actually, all this was not like this 10,000 years ago, at that time, the Mingyang Divine Sect was still the top sect in China by the major divine sects of the Five Domains, but at that time, the 1166th generation of the sect master stepped into a Jedi with all the elders of the sect, and in the end there was no life, and since then, the core exercises of the Mingyang Divine Sect have been cut off, and since then, the exercises practiced by each generation of disciples are just some ordinary recorded exercises."

Wan Buyi nodded.

"Ten thousand years ago?"

Jian Fengyun was a little puzzled, 10,000 years ago, his first life was not even born.

He couldn't imagine what had happened in the galaxy, after all, he didn't know what the world was like at that time.

"Yes, it was 10,000 years ago, when I didn't set foot in the upper realm, and this matter was only recorded in the ancient books of the sect, and I saw it by chance." Wan Buyi's face was heavy, and he seemed to have a deep taboo about what happened 10,000 years ago.

"Oh."

Jian Fengyun nodded thoughtfully.

Thinking about it, there must have been a huge change in the galaxy ten thousand years ago, otherwise why would the sect master of that generation of Mingyang Divine Sect lead people to step into the Jedi, and lead to no survivors.

There must be something strange about this matter, but with his current strength, it is not suitable to get to the bottom of it.

"You don't have to worry too much, in addition to the ancestors of the sect ten thousand years ago, in fact, the ancestor hall can also preach, every disciple who steps into the Mingyang Divine Sect has the opportunity to go to the ancestral hall once and accept a inheritance, but the inheritance is strong and weak, and it is difficult for one person to accept all the inheritance, so after so many years, the vitality of the Mingyang Divine Sect has still not recovered, and he does not dare to recruit more disciples."

Wan Buyi glanced at Jian Fengyun, and then said.

Jian Fengyun's eyes flickered, and then his eyes shone with a certain light, and said: "So, this time the road to the saint is opened, is what you mean, you want to recruit a Tianjiao to become the young sect master of the Mingyang Divine Sect, enter the ancestral hall, obtain all the inheritance, and then pass it on?" ”

Listening to Wan Buyi's words, he couldn't help but think that this time he could not only become a disciple of the Holy Alliance by walking the path of sainthood, but also have the opportunity to become the young sect master of the Mingyang Divine Sect.

It must have been the Mingyang Divine Sect and the Holy Court that explained this matter that led to such a rule.

"This is not what I meant, it is the meaning of the elders in the ancestral hall, they know very well that the war of gods and demons is about to start again, and the troubled times are coming, if the inheritance of the Mingyang Divine Sect is not recovered, it will be very passive in the troubled times."

Wan Buyi said as he left.

"Yes."

Jian Fengyun answered, and then fell into deep thought.

The strength of the demon clan he has seen with his own eyes, with the current strength of the Mingyang Divine Sect, it is indeed not stable.

Walk through the bronze gate and step into the huge Mingyang Temple.

In the main hall, a Taoist altar, three thousand futons, quiet and deep all around, eight pillars, hexagonal distribution, each pillar is engraved with dense ancient texts, as if recording what ancient inheritance in general, but unfortunately I can't understand the meaning of ancient texts.

Judging from the layout, it is enough to see that in the past, there must have been prosperity here, and 3,000 disciples listened to the sermons here.

Passing through the main hall and walking to the rear, there is a side door, eight feet high and one zhang wide, allowing only one person to pass through.

Jian Fengyun followed Wan Buyi through the door and saw the cliff behind him.

The surroundings were cloudy and mist, and the eyes were so white that I couldn't see how deep it was.

Out of the way?

Jian Fengyun was puzzled in his heart, and in front of him was a bottomless cliff, with clouds and mist, bottomless, and no road.

At this moment, a trick was played in Wan Buyi's hand.

The magic trick fell into the void, and it actually splashed up all over the sky, and in the void, countless formations lit up alternately.

Click! Click! Click! ......

The loud sound of gears spinning sounded in Jian Fengyun's ears, and he could feel the slight vibration under his feet.

In the middle of the sound, a chain bridge appeared in the clouds, trembling slightly, and the iron rope was stained with frost and glowing white.

"What is this?" Jian Fengyun asked suspiciously.

"The cold rope bridge, leading to the ancestral hall, just follow me."

Wan Buyi sighed, his footsteps tapped the void, and his figure landed on the iron cable.

"Be careful, you can't use divine power over this cliff, you need to control your balance."

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