Chapter 744: This child is the hope of the righteous path

Purple Lei Feng, standing majestically above the clouds.

This towering main peak is like a crouching giant dragon, its head held high toward the sky. And around it, there are several slightly lower secondary peaks guarding it, like soldiers holding halberds.

The mountain body of Purple Lei Feng is deep purple-black, faintly covered with strange patterns, hundreds of millions of them, flowing with faint and noble cold light.

Above the mountain peak, it is shrouded in misty purple clouds all year round, and lightning like purple snakes wanders in the clouds, beautiful and mysterious.

Meng Wuyan, one of the Vice Peak Masters of Purple Lei Feng, is climbing on the mountainside at this moment.

Even he, if he wants to climb the mountain, has to take it one step at a time, and has no qualification to use magic power to ride the clouds.

Coming to a prominent cliff pavilion, Meng Wuyan stopped, folded the list in his hand into a flying letter, and sent it away from afar.

"Before the Purple Extreme Hall, listening to the thunder pool, Vice Peak Master Meng Wuyan, trembling with fear, respectfully plays before the Peak Master of our peak:"

"The minister has received the grace of the superior, and has been in the vice position, cautious day and night, fearing to fail the Peak Master's heavy trust and the sect's expectations. Now the 'Cloud-Raising Trial' has reached the first stage, with heroes gathered and clouds and mist magnificent."

"The subordinate personally investigated, observed their actions and abilities, and saw several children, although their origins are different, some are humble, some are strange, but their endowments are extraordinary, their spiritual roots are deeply planted, their hearts and wills are firm, they are truly uncut jade and unpolished gold, the unicorns and phoenixes of the future. Respectfully, I will briefly state their essentials for the Peak Master:"

"The first is Xiao Cai Ting. Daughter of a wild rogue cultivator, her spiritual sense is profound. She has not practiced deep thunder techniques, only relying on a trace of meager inheritance and innate spiritual rhinoceros, she actually moved her fingertips in the 'Thunder Identification' trial, predicted the trajectory of the seven-fold thunder talisman, and drew the purest strand of Dry Yang Purple Qi into her body, with a thunder beast phantom faintly appearing around her body, which is a natural uncut jade, suitable for thunder path cultivation."

"The first is Situ Xing. This child comes from the Situ family, a noble son of a famous clan, using stars as chess and sword light as painting. His sword technique secretly matches the star orbit of the week, in the 'Hundred Soldiers Struggle' Cloud-Raising Trial, he broke the 'Nine Luminaries Phantom Star Array' with one sword, his sharp edge exposed, star-like proud bones, standing out from the crowd."

"The first is Huang Dang. Descendant of a famous general of the Diyuan Kingdom, his muscles and bones are like iron, and his will is like a rock. With a body tempered a hundred times and a hundred-fold blood courage, in the 'Nine Tribulations Thunder Path' trial, he resisted the three-fold thunder strike, his whole body was charred black but he did not fall, instead, under the invasion of thunder evil, he drew a trace of the earth dragon vein qi to feed himself, turning the robbery into power, his toughness is rare in the world."

"The first is Unlike Ning Zhuo. Only at the Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivation base, not a Confucian cultivator, but in the two Confucian Cloud-Raising Trials, he won the top spot twice! And in the Evil-Slaying Hall trial, he passed the three questions of asking the heart and won the top spot again! Therefore, he was awarded the magic treasure-level Merit Pagoda as a reward!"

"The subordinate dares to state the situation: To win the heart of such unparalleled talents and future stars, it cannot be restrained by common rules, nor can it be moved by vulgar benefits. Only the Purple Lei Feng's unique world-leading Purple Heaven Divine Thunder dojo, and the supreme opportunity of body tempering in the thunder pool at the top of the mountain, can attract the elites of the universe."

"Such an opportunity to visit the holy land in person and face the Dao of Heaven is far better than thousands of spirit stones and ten thousand volumes of Dao books! It will inevitably make them feel the sincerity of our peak's thirst for talent and the tolerance of embracing all rivers. Let them know that our Purple Lei Feng is not only the supreme thunder path, but also a supreme dojo for achieving talents and opening up the future! In this way, good birds choose trees, unicorns and phoenixes come to ceremony, the Great Dao can be expected, and the prosperity of our peak is just around the corner!"

"The subordinate knows that this request may be presumptuous, but for the sake of the sect and the future, my heart is burning like fire, and I have to say it!"

I hope the Peak Master will observe the minister's foolish loyalty and grant permission. Then the sect will be fortunate, and the Great Dao will be fortunate!"

"The subordinate Meng Wuyan, waiting for orders with fear and trepidation!"

"Bow again!"

The flying letter soon disappeared at the edge of Meng Wuyan's perception.

Meng Wuyan stopped, looked up at the mountain peak, and waited silently.

The mountain body of Purple Lei Feng shook slightly, the mountain body buzzed, making a long sound that seemed like a dragon's roar.

The mountain sound was vast, rushing straight into the sky.

The purple clouds shook, and the next moment, the sky suddenly darkened, neither dusk nor twilight.

A condensed-to-the-extreme imperial purple quickly spread and stained in the purple clouds. This purple was deep, heavy, far surpassing all the gorgeous silks and gemstones in the world.

The imperial purple cloud layer churned endlessly, becoming heavy and magnificent, layered like the hanging tassels of an imperial crown, pressing down with strict order. A bottomless purple micro-vortex eye in the center of the purple clouds slowly opened, looking down at this world with majesty and silence.

Even though Meng Wuyan had seen such a situation many times, he still could not avoid the oppression, awe, longing, and reverence in his heart.

Meng Wuyan's purple eyes narrowed, looking at the thunder snakes in the cloud eye rapidly expanding, turning into dragon shadows.

The purple intent condensed at the bottom of Meng Wuyan's eyes became more intense.

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he recited silently: "It's coming."

In an instant! A magnificent heavenly thunder struck down from the core of the vortex eye!

The light of the thunder was so bright that it seemed to condense the will of heaven and earth, its core was the blinding white-hot sharp edge, and the edges flowed with purple flowing fire that smelted the stars.

Determining Yin and Yang, combing the universe, rewarding and punishing all things, supreme majesty!

The thunder struck the indestructible mysterious iron rock bone of Purple Lei Feng!

"Boom!!"

This was a loud noise that seemed to shake the framework of heaven and earth. The hit peak rock instantly turned into molten purple jade glaze, and then the thunder turned into surging flowing light, rushing down like a flood in the mountain body.

Wherever the imperial purple flowing light went, it instantly excited the thunder marks on the mountain body like blood vessels.

Hundreds of millions of thunder marks lit up, as if dragons were crisscrossing, and in just an instant, they dimmed as the flowing light left. But just a moment of magnificent scenery brought Meng Wuyan enough shock, making this powerful demon cultivator at the Nascent Soul level burst into tears.

"The secret of the thunder path is all in it, all in it!" He shouted in his heart, both shocked and moved.

This is a kind of emotion that makes his whole body tremble.

Hearing the Dao in the morning, one can die in the evening!

Just a thunder strike, the imperial purple faded, the thunder clouds turned light, and restored to the previous light purple clouds, floating lazily.

The Purple Heaven Divine Thunder that had just torn the sky and shocked the universe, and the overwhelming pressure of the Dao of Heaven, seemed to be just a grand illusion that passed in a flash.

Meng Wuyan still stood in the pavilion with his hands tied, his dark green sleeves fluttering gently in the breeze, no longer flapping like before.

His mood gradually calmed down, and then a little white light flew down from the top of the mountain.

The white light fell into Meng Wuyan's hand and restored to a flying letter, which was the one he had sent out before.

Meng Wuyan's spiritual sense poured into the letter, and the first time he cast it toward the blank space at the end.

Empty, no words, no traces of magic seals.

His heartbeat stopped for an imperceptible moment, and deep in his eyes, deep disappointment surged. Following that was worry about the future, like vines entwining his heart; and even more, an indescribable fatigue quietly climbed onto his brows.

Meng Wuyan was silent for a few breaths, then slowly put away the flying letter, and looked up again, as if he could see the Purple Lei Chi at the top of the mountain, and the Purple Extreme Hall by the pool.

The mountain wind lifted a few strands of hair at his temples, and he finally sighed, bowed, and turned slowly.

Step by step, he walked heavily and silently toward the small path down the mountain, his figure soon swallowed by the craggy mountain rocks.

Evil-Slaying Hall main hall.

The hall is magnificent, but without luxury. The cold stone bricks are huge, revealing deep black, iron giant pillars support the dome, and the walls are covered with huge talismans for suppressing evil and slaying demons.

Zhong Dao sat upright behind the huge mysterious iron desk at the head of the hall. His broad shoulders and back were straight, like an isolated peak standing tall. The edges of the desk were sharp, as distinct as he was.

After processing a file in his hand, Zhong Dao's sharp gaze could not hide the cold anger, and he looked at the empty hall in front of him, as if he wanted to burn through the invisible air.

"Petty schemes! Eating without working!" Recalling the things he had just been summoned into the array by spiritual sense to discuss with the high-level officials of the main peak, Zhong Dao became even more angry.

He was depressed in his heart, and his experience in the officialdom of Feiyun Country appeared in his heart again.

Those private desires hidden under the crown, those infighting under the rules—where there are people, there is a world, even the Wanxiang Sect is no exception.

A deep disappointment and indescribable lonely anger turned into cold tides, spreading from the depths of his heart.

His straight spine looked even more rigid like iron, and the deep vertical lines between his brows revealed the strength of being carved by a knife and axe.

The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive and heavy, and the guarding cultivators did not dare to breathe.

The Captain of the Guards sighed secretly, thought for a while, and stepped out of the queue lightly. He took out a jade slip from his arms: "Report to the Hall Master, the subordinate has something to report. The Cloud-Raising Trial has reached the first stage, and a hall has announced the top spot, issuing a magic treasure-level Merit Pagoda as a reward."

Zhong Dao's expression paused slightly, he naturally knew very well what the magic treasure-level top spot reward meant.

"Did this person pass the three questions of asking the heart?" His gaze stayed on the Captain of the Guards, immediately bringing huge psychological pressure to the latter.

The Captain of the Guards was quite sensitive to the atmosphere, and seeing Zhong Dao dissipate some anger, he was also sincerely happy. He continued: "The adult is wise. This person's name is Unlike Ning Zhuo, young and energetic, when responding to the three questions, he did not dodge, his attitude was firm. When asked the last question, he said directly 'Why cherish it? Why fear it!'"

"Hmm." Zhong Dao heard this, the deep vertical lines between his brows stretched slightly, and the cold anger in his eyes also reduced by a point.

"Having this awareness and character, not bad." Zhong Dao thought of himself, "Did you investigate the intelligence?"

This is a matter of course.

In the first stage of the Cloud-Raising Trial, if a cultivator wins the top spot, the Evil-Slaying Hall will naturally follow up on a large scale, actively investigate, and strictly prevent demonic cultivators from disguising and mixing in.

The Captain of the Guards was quite sensitive to the atmosphere, and seeing Zhong Dao dissipate his anger, he was also sincerely happy.

He continued: "Currently still investigating, Unlike Ning Zhuo does not seem to be from Feiyun Country. However, according to the latest intelligence, he has already exchanged for a stone tablet."

Zhong Dao: "Oh?"

His brows stretched again: "It seems that this child has a bright future, and his talent should belong to the first-class list of this Feiyun Conference. If the situation is true, it is somewhat—similar to when I was young."

"It seems that the cultivation world—is not all people who eat without working. The righteous path is not without successors, and there are finally newcomers inheriting the will of our generation, maintaining the righteous path. There are iron bones to carry the righteousness, and red hearts to shine in the history."

Zhong Dao nodded slightly, already having a lot of broad-mindedness, and immediately ordered to investigate Unlike Ning Zhuo well, and must figure out all the situations on him.

The Captain of the Guards saw Zhong Dao dissipate his anger, felt relieved in his heart, felt that he could share the worries for his superior, and was also happy for this, silently returning to his post.

Zhong Dao was about to process the next file, and suddenly looked up at the Captain of the Guards halfway: "What kind of Cloud-Raising Trial were Unlike Ning Zhuo's first two top spots?"

The Captain of the Guards immediately stood in place, took a few steps forward, and respectfully reported: "Both were Confucian trials. And Unlike Ning Zhuo is not a Confucian cultivator."

"Oh?" Hearing this rather unexpected answer, Zhong Dao developed some new interest in Unlike Ning Zhuo.

Zhong Dao knew the style of Confucian cultivators very well.

"Being able to win the top spot in the Confucian trial with an outsider's identity shows that this child's character is upright."

"Not bad, not bad." Zhong Dao nodded, whispering in his mouth.

He waved his hand at the Captain of the Guards.

The Captain of the Guards cupped his fists and retreated, standing at his post. He thought: After this incident, his superior probably has a great impression of Unlike Ning Zhuo.

"If I meet Unlike Ning Zhuo in the future, just for this time today, I have to let him treat me." The Captain of the Guards muttered in his heart. His original intention was not this, but it did not prevent him from secretly envying Unlike Ning Zhuo.

What kind of cultivation, what kind of combat power, what kind of prestige Zhong Dao has, being valued by him, how many detours will a newcomer save.

Zhong Dao buried his head in processing a file, and his efficiency was significantly higher than before.

Taking advantage of the leisure, he thought of the Seven Peaks Meeting not long ago, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"They want to take action against Wen Ruanyu, Qin De is the key."

"Must strictly guard this person, and also contact Senior Duanmu Zhang to remind him of the Seven Peaks' plot."

Thinking of this, Zhong Dao directly wrote a flying letter.

There was only one line in the letter: Life is what I want, righteousness is what I want, if both cannot be obtained, can Brother Duanmu sacrifice his life for righteousness?

He and Senior Duanmu Zhang had long been friends, and such a short sentence was enough.

Another cave.

Ban Ji's face was as heavy as water, staring dead at the jade tablet in his hand.

The jade tablet was a magic treasure for contact, but no matter how Ban Ji urged it, there was no response.

He lost contact with Pan Si Niangzi and could not contact her no matter what.

"But Che Zhuzi is still there—I'm afraid Pan Si Niangzi is in bad luck."

"Then how much intelligence did Unlike Ning Zhuo obtain, has he already detected me?"

"Damn it!" Ban Ji clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with hateful light.

He had already learned that Unlike Ning Zhuo had exchanged for a stone tablet, which was earlier than him. Currently, Ban Ji had only won two top spots, and was still missing the third one.

"Pan Si Niangzi cannot be counted on, but what about the others?"

"What about Wangyan Monk, Iron Skeleton, Liu Lord Qing Yan? What are they doing? Can they play any role?!"

At the same time.

Ban family ancestral hall.

Clang, clang—

A mechanism creation that almost filled the hall suddenly made a worrying sound.

Under normal circumstances, the wooden blocks moving slowly fell one after another at this time.

The cultivator on duty noticed the abnormality and attached great importance to it, quickly reviewing it.

"It's a problem on Ban Ji's side."

"What's wrong with him? Who did he provoke? Why is there such a violent suppression on luck?!"

"Check, check clearly quickly!"

In the back hall of the ancestral hall, there was a flurry of activity. ===== CHAPTER 745 =====