Lin Ye nodded to confirm the choice he had made earlier.

As early as a quarter of an hour ago, in the face of Bai Jinye's inquiry, whether he was willing to give up the Yuan Shen cultivation and the Golden Body Realm, give up the Dao Gate and the Buddha Gate, and specialize in martial arts.

Lin Ye's answer was: He will not give up.

Whether it is the Yuan Shen or the Golden Body, it is all cultivated by himself, and the reason he gave is the above sentence.

If this sentence falls among the fanatical followers of Taoism and Buddhism, it is a great disrespect.

Because Lin Ye's words showed that he didn't have much faith in Dao Ancestor and Buddha, he joined Daomen and Buddhism just to learn Taoism and Buddhism, in order to improve his strength.

Bai Jinye looked at Lin Ye with blazing eyes, he had heard the same words as these remarks.

Those who learn from others live, and those who are like others die.

These words came from Wu Zu.

And what Wu Zu wants is exactly such an answer.

If Lin Ye replied that he would abolish the cultivation of the Yuan Shen Realm and the Golden Body, and choose to specialize in martial arts, he would not pass the test.

Because of that answer, Wu Zu was not satisfied.

In the heart of the Martial Ancestor, if he gave up the person he had learned in his original body in order to obtain his martial arts inheritance, such a person would not be eligible to obtain his martial arts inheritance.

His inheritor must seize every opportunity to become stronger, rather than abandoning his strength for the sake of an unknown opportunity that is still uncertain.

"Lin Ye, do you know what is going on outside at the moment?" Bai Jinye suddenly changed his tone and asked with a smile.

"What went through?"

"When you say that sentence, it is destined to be a catastrophe in the martial arts, and although you have passed this level, whether you can go to the next level depends on whether the outside can withstand it!"

Bai Jinye's words made Lin Ye's eyes narrow slightly, and his answer was about the catastrophe of the martial arts?

"Now let me tell you, why did Wu Zu create this spatial rift, time stagnation is only one of the functions, the real purpose is to shield the heavenly machine, so that everything that happens in it will not be known to outsiders."

Shielding the sky.

These four words gave Lin Ye infinite reverie.

With the strength of Wu Zu, it seems that there are only those two who can make him jealous.

Lin Ye's pupils shrank, could it be that the Martial Dao Tribulation had something to do with those two.

For a moment, Lin Ye thought of many ......

"What do you think in your heart, you don't need to say it, you can only say that even if it is Wu Zu, he doesn't dare to guarantee that his arrangement will be successful, and he has left a back hand in the outside world, now it depends on whether this back hand can work."

Bai Jinye interrupted what Lin Ye wanted to say one step in advance, and after saying this, he stood there quietly, and Lin Ye also understood what Bai Jinye meant.

Whether he can enter the next level or not, he can only wait now, waiting for the situation outside.

……

……

Above the cliff of the mountain behind the Zhenwu Palace.

The handprint of the wind and the wind was finally formed, and the thunder on the sky had been brewing for a long time, as if it was also brewing a big move, and at this moment, the extreme thunder light above the dark clouds appeared from time to time.

An extreme thunderstorm is about to fall.

"True Martial Seal!"

Thundered!

At the moment when the thunder was brewing and pouring down, the wind and step shook and roared, and with his roar, a giant palm appeared from below him, showing a posture of holding the sky, blocking the entire cliff of the back mountain below.

The thunder fell on this giant palm, and the upward trend of the giant palm was stagnant, but the next moment it continued to climb slowly, heading towards the thunder above the sky.

This scene seems to have angered the thunder, and then the endless thunder catharsis descended, endlessly.

The firmament of the True Martial Hall completely became a sea of light at this moment, and the dense and dazzling thunder light made the eyes of all the people in the entire Qingzhou look over.

Even more than Qingzhou, even other states have noticed.

The sea of thunder poured down, dense like a mountain and a sea, but it fell on the giant palm and failed to cause damage to the giant palm, but only slowed down the speed of the giant palm's rise.

A hint of excitement appeared on Feng Busha's face, according to this progress, the True Martial Seal would soon disperse this thunder.

However, just the next moment, the smile on Feng Busha's face was gone, replaced by a dignified color.

The thunder is gone.

The terrifying sea of thunder suddenly stopped.

But Feng Bu Shake knew that the thunder had not receded, because the sky shrouded in black clouds still gave him a sense of palpitations, which were even stronger than before.

The next moment, even the black clouds dissipated.

The firmament was restored to clarity.

The disciples of the True Martial Hall not far from the bottom of the mountain were relieved to see this scene, and in their opinion, the thunder dispersed, which meant that their True Martial Hall had won and defeated this thunder tribulation.

"We won."

"Elder Taishang is mighty."

But just as the disciples of the True Martial Hall were cheering, the clouds on the sky were suddenly dyed with color, one, two......

In the end, a large area of colorful auspicious clouds appeared.

Rumble!

The moment the colorful auspicious clouds gathered, a colorful thunderbolt fell without warning, with a posture of destroying the world and with unparalleled power.

Thunder hit the thumb of the giant palm, and the thumb exploded directly.

And that's just the beginning.

The second colorful thunderbolt fell, this time on the little finger of the giant palm......

The third course, the fourth course......

The five fingers of the giant palm, in the stunned gaze of the disciples of the True Martial Palace, were blown up by several colorful thunderbolts.

Feng Busha's body staggered in the sky, he was the controller of the True Martial Seal, and the handprint was destroyed, and he was also counterattacked.

The speed at which the colorful thunder fell at the beginning was not fast, and the interval between each time was not short, but as the five fingers of the giant palm were destroyed, the colorful thunder poured down in an instant like the previous thunderstorm, and all of them went towards the giant palm.

The giant palm was riddled with holes, which were pierced by colorful thunder, like a lotus pod that had been stripped of its lotus seeds, and like a sieve full of small holes, still connected by a little bit of flesh.

"Still failed?"

Feng Bu Shao had already fallen back to the ground at this moment, and stood up strongly, looking at the giant hand with his body bent, and also at the colorful auspicious clouds on the sky that obviously did not retreat.

Thundered!

The colorful auspicious clouds once again condensed thunder, this time directly dropping the giant hand at the bottom of the cliff, and then there were several colorful thunderbolts, chasing down the giant palm.

At the bottom of the cliff, Lin Ye's body stood there, and Lao Shi felt the colorful thunder above his head, and his voice was extremely anxious.

", why hasn't Lin boy come back, if he doesn't come back, his body will be split into ashes."

Just when Lao Shi was in a hurry, the Zhenwu Gong Wall, on the fourth pattern, the thirteen names that Lin Ye saw were shining at the moment.

At the same time, thirteen figures walked out of the stone wall one after another.

"Martial Arts Successor Zuo Rang!"

"Martial Arts Successor Yin Ping!"

……

……

Names sounded at the bottom of this cliff, and if anyone who is familiar with the history of martial arts will recognize them, these thirteen names represent the thirteen brilliant martial saints in the history of martial arts.

Martial saints, there have been no less than 100 martial arts in thousands of years of history, but there are not many who can be remembered by the world, only a few dozen, and these dozen or so are not only in the realm of martial saints, but also promote the progress of martial arts and bring martial arts to a new height.

"These people ......"

Lao Shi looked at the thirteen figures, walked to the giant hand full of holes, and then, his body merged into the giant palm.

With his body, he made up for the hole left by the thunder that the giant palm had penetrated.

After half a sound, a complete giant palm slowly rose from the bottom of the cliff, which made the face of the True Martial Hall disciple at the foot of the mountain who was originally like ashes show a look of hope on his face.

And soon that color of hope turned into a roar of excitement.

The giant palm is no longer just a posture of holding up the sky, but also a sharp grip.

This grip held the colorful auspicious clouds.

The auspicious clouds dissipated.

This grip held the thunder.

The thunder broke out.

But at the same time, the giant palm then dissipated as well.

"Master Zu, seniors...... Let's go. ”

At the top of the cliff in the back mountain, only Feng Bu Shao heard the name of the thirteen figures at the bottom of the cliff, at this moment his face was sad, according to the words left by the ancestor master, once in the future, their disciples of the True Martial Palace, martial arts cultivation will be locked.

Everything, it's just because of their True Martial Palace, and today they disobeyed the way of heaven.

(End of chapter)