The Heavenly Master Pavilion is still the same as it was at the beginning, surrounded by forests, there is no special splendor, there is no sectarian atmosphere, there are no thousands of gods, and there are no three Qing Daozun, only the gods of the Heavenly Master Zhang Daoling, which seems a little deserted.

This is not a place of mission, it is a place of pure cultivation, and it has been a place of pure cultivation for every generation of Heavenly Master Sect masters.

Heaven and earth have changed greatly, and the cultivators of the Qi Sect have disappeared into the inner world and have not appeared, although this place is no longer the place where the true Heavenly Master is a sect master, but it has also been protected and has been maintained as it was.

There was no special whitewashing, nothing added, and everything has been the same since the last generation of Celestial Masters went from here to the inner world.

Coming here again, Zhang Wei felt very deeply, because the trajectory of his life began to change from here, and the reason why he can get to this point now is also the inheritance he got from here, and everything started from this place.

Thick eyebrows and big face, red top and green eyes, and a straight nose.

Once again, when he came to the Heavenly Master and God Statue, Zhang Weihuang dreamed and recalled the events of last year, everything seemed to be only yesterday, and with the improvement of his cultivation, he had already remembered everything that happened that day.

Everyone came to the Heavenly Master Pavilion, and after bowing to the gods, the voice of Shi Shuzu sounded, and Zhang Xiong and more than a dozen disciples of the Heavenly Master walked to both sides, and in the middle, only Zhang Wei and Shi Shuzu were left.

"Three bows and nine buckles, tea." After Zhang Xiong and the others stood still, Shi Shuzu glanced at Zhang Wei, and a solemn and serious voice sounded.

"Disciple Zhang Wei, meet the patriarch."

A pillar of fragrance expresses the heart, and three worships and nine buckles return to the true sect!

With the guidance of his uncle, Zhang Wei served tea with incense, which took more than half an hour, after the complicated memorial. He finally truly worshiped under the Heavenly Master, completely returned to the sect, and became the true successor of the generation of the Heavenly Master, and the future sect master.

Because Zhang Wei is directly inherited from the Daoling Patriarch's divine appearance, it is difficult to divide the generations, so he has to be counted according to the master of the Heavenly Master. is regarded as the next generation of the previous generation of sect masters, and it happens to be called Uncle Zu Shi.

"Zhang Wei, my Heavenly Master has two treasures, one is the Heavenly Master's Treasure Seal, the other is the Heavenly Master's Sword, go down to the town and the underworld, and cut the demons and evils, and the unity of the seal and sword is even more invincible, you are so self-sufficient."

After the worship of the ancestors. Shi Shuzu dismissed Zhang Xiong and the others, took Zhang Wei, and came to the unique inner world of the Heavenly Master, and this is the real Heavenly Master. Obviously, Uncle Shi already knew that Zhang Wei had obtained the Heavenly Master Treasure Seal, and his words meant something.

The inner world of the Heavenly Master's Sect is full of mountains. I don't know how much, the radius is not less than 100 miles. Taoist temples are numerous, the aura is strong, I don't know how much of the small Kunlun that Kunlun is used to hold the Qimen Conference in the capital, such as the moon is on it, it is an excellent place to practice, and it is a fairyland on earth.

But. Zhang Wei didn't have time to take care of these, he didn't have the heart to look at the magnificent and beautiful mountains behind him, and feel the aura that was so rich that it was almost indissolvable.

At this moment, with his current state of mind cultivation, he couldn't help but be a little cautious and shook a little! Because it was right in front of him. In a room with an open window, Shi Shuzu was holding a sword that was completely black, and said to him.

This sword, at first glance, is no different from an ordinary peachwood sword, but on closer inspection, it is completely different! I don't know what kind of special material it is made of, but it has a heavy aftermath, and it has the weight of the earth of the high heavens.

Of course, only a person with a cultivation like Zhang Wei can see the slightest extraordinary, if it is an ordinary person, he will still treat it as a wooden sword, and he will not see the difference at once.

The sword body is more than three fingers wide, nearly one meter long, it is a large long sword, it is also rare in history, when the master uncle put the sword foot into Zhang Wei's hand, Zhang Weizhi felt that his hand sank, with his current arm strength, the sword almost fell from his hand to the ground.

"Uncle Shi, this, what kind of material is this sword made of? It's so heavy?! Zhang Wei was shocked and couldn't help asking.

This sword is no more than an inch thick, no more than a meter long, and no more than four fingers wide, but it weighs thousands of catties, and it can't be seen in the world at all.

"A piece of Outer Heaven Immortal Iron, as for the specific name, it has been more than a thousand years since Daoling Patriarch Zhu became a sword, and it has long been unknown." The shock on Zhang Wei's face, Uncle Shi was not surprised, but he himself did not know what the name of this piece of immortal iron should be.

"The Heavenly Master Sword has been given to you, as for the breakthrough, you can choose it yourself, you can do it in the inner world, and you can also go outside. Of course, Uncle Shi still hopes that you will break through in this inner world, so that I can protect the Dharma for you by the way, and I can also explain to you some of my experiences when I broke through back then, and by the way, teach you and me some spiritual experience, and even how to go in the future. After being silent for a while, Uncle Shi said and talked about Zhang Wei's breakthrough.

"The disciple listens to the master and uncle, and he should stay in the Heavenly Master Gate to break through!" The breakthrough matter, when he was about to come to the Heavenly Master's Gate, Shi Shuzu had already said it once, and now that he mentioned it again, no matter how stupid Zhang Wei was, he could naturally guess his thoughts, and agreed without hesitation.

If the place of breakthrough is important, in fact, what he values more is to be able to hear the arguments of a terrifying person like Shi Shuzu, and the general practice of this is that he can't ask for this kind of explanation for him, and now that there is this opportunity, Zhang Wei will never let it go, unless his head is rusty and stupid.

In the following month, Zhang Wei did not rush to close his eyes and break through, but followed his uncle Zu every day, wandering around the inner world with him, listening to his old man's high-minded discussions, and asking some cultivation questions that he was not clear about, or looking at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to see the cultivation experience of his predecessors and the growth experience of the Heavenly Masters of the past dynasties.

After a month of precipitation, he has a better understanding of cultivation, only to feel that the road ahead is suddenly bright, although the whole person has not deliberately practiced in the past month, but unexpectedly found that he transported the true yuan in his body more wishy-washy, flowing water, and had a kind of enlightenment.

At this point, he ended his relationship with his uncle and ancestor for advice, found a cave on a high mountain, and began his own retreat path to promotion to innateness.

Autumn goes to winter, when winter goes to spring, spring and March, when the spring thunder rolls, above the sunny sky, a figure rushes out of the ground, and finally stays in the air, and walks in the sky, all the way to the remote mountain village outside Longhu Mountain, a hundred flowers blooming. (To be continued......)