Chapter 341

The Divine Hall was silent.

Immediately after,

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

From the Sect Leader and Daoist Kuqing to the Earth Ranking disciples, they all knelt on the ground.

Each of them had shock on their faces, and their hearts were incredibly shaken!

The spirit of the founding ancestor of the Tianyuan Sect had appeared!!!

This kid Heng Xian actually summoned the ancestor out???

How did he do it?

However, Heng Xian felt it was very ordinary. Maybe it was like a scratch-off lottery, and he just happened to scratch a grand prize. Besides chatting, there didn't seem to be any other benefits, so he couldn't help but cup his hands: "Greetings, Ancestor!"

The Tianyuan Ancestor's voice carried a hint of playfulness: "Surprised? Unexpected?"

Heng Xian cooperated very well: "That is quite unexpected!"

The Tianyuan Ancestor laughed: "Where in life is there not an accident? Back then, I carried two butcher knives, took a few cubs, and went robbing, hacking from Beihai Town to Tian'an Town. With a wave of the knife, I didn't even blink. How carefree and happy was that?

Villagers and acquaintances looked down on me? But how could they know that I later started with half a Dao scripture, became an immortal, and founded a great sect!"

The words were full of pride, straightforwardness, and freedom, not caring about his background at all.

Ancestor... was a robber?

The Earth Ranking disciples behind and the Elders and Peak Masters below were thunderstruck.

The Sect Leader and Daoist Kuqing had black faces.

Heng Xian didn't feel it was an accident and said: "Heroes don't ask about their origins. Starting from the grassroots is the most admirable. The ancestor's breadth of mind and means are truly unrivaled!"

This sentence hit the Tianyuan Ancestor's itch perfectly, and he couldn't help but laugh proudly: "You kid are really compatible with me. How about this... I'll teach you a spell!"

"Uh..."

Everyone in the entire Divine Hall was stunned. Just like that... directly teaching a spell?

Then, one by one, they tilted their ears to listen.

They only heard the Tianyuan Ancestor chanting slowly: "The Du Meridian sings forever, the Heaven Meridian hides in the earth, the Golden Core draws immortal Qi, the technique shines for ten thousand miles..."

After he finished chanting the formula, everyone in the entire Divine Hall remembered it.

Heng Xian pondered for a moment. It didn't seem to be an attack spell, so he couldn't help but ask: "What is the name of this spell, and what is its use?"

The Tianyuan Ancestor said: "Great Divine Light Technique. It has no attack power, but it can make people disguise and increase their cultivation by one or two realms for a short time, to scare people and escape. How about it?"

"Very good! Thank you, Ancestor!" Heng Xian cupped his hands. This thing was simply a god-tier technique for showing off; it was very good.

At this time, the Tianyuan Ancestor's voice was slightly anxious: "My consciousness is about to dissipate. Anything else to say, ask quickly!"

Kuqing and Sect Leader Zhenxuan below immediately stood up together: "Please, Ancestor, divine the fortune of the Tianyuan Sect for the next thousand years!"

Heng Xian immediately repeated it once.

The Tianyuan Ancestor was silent for a long time, then sighed leisurely: "I am just a wisp of spirit, how can I calculate a thousand years? I can only see fifty years, unfortunately..."

After the word "unfortunately" was said, the voice dissipated with the wind.

"Clatter"!

A sign flew out of the mysterious sign jar next to him.

Heng Xian immediately picked it up and looked at it. It read:

"Forty-eight autumns in the blink of an eye, everything is like wind and shadow. Discussing the prosperity of thousands of years of foundation, it becomes a poor building overnight."

He didn't understand it too well, but it could be seen that this was a very bad sign.

Just at this moment, several figures appeared next to him, and the bamboo sign in his hand had already been snatched away.

The Sect Leader, Zhenxuan, and others looked at the bamboo sign, and their expressions changed instantly.

But soon, they returned to normal.

Sect Leader Zhenxuan looked at Heng Xian and smiled gently: "Not bad, the younger generation is to be feared!"

Heng Xian bowed.

The Sect Leader, Kuqing, and others instantly disappeared from the altar and arrived in the hall.

"The ancestor's background and today's events are top secret. Anyone who spreads them will be expelled from the sect and removed from the register!"

Daoist Kuqing, who had always shown himself as a gentle elder, rarely said such harsh words.

"Yes!"

The group of Elders and disciples bowed one after another.

Immediately after, the Sect Leader, Kuqing, and the Peak Masters disappeared outside the door.

The observing Elders and Earth Ranking disciples also left one after another.

Heng Xian was the last to leave.

Outside the door, Nangong Liluo and Senior Sister Ye Batian were waiting for him.

"Were you scared?" Nangong Liluo asked in a rare gentle voice.

Heng Xian shook his head: "Not at all! I even feel a bit unfulfilled."

"Hehe..." Nangong Liluo and Ye Batian laughed out loud.

The three master and disciples walked back against the wind and snow.

Heng Xian glanced at the Earth Ranking disciples and Elders flying toward various peaks in the air and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of existence is a spirit? Is the ancestor still alive?"

Ye Batian was also very curious.

Nangong Liluo laughed: "A spirit is just a consciousness left behind by an expert with cultivation above the Transformation Deity stage. It's hard to say whether they are dead or alive!

However, most people are gone. Otherwise, where could they have gone in these thousands of years?"

Heng Xian nodded, feeling a bit emotional. If the Tianyuan Ancestor were still alive, he might be able to be friends with him; the old man was very free and easy.

The matter of the Tianyuan Ancestor's spirit awakening during the "Winter Festival" indeed did not spread.

However, three days later, news came from Lan Wuyan that the Tianyuan Sect had been ambushed by the "Flower Pavilion" again, suffering heavy casualties.

Qianshou Peak issued an order: all Earth Ranking and Heaven Ranking disciples and Elders of various peaks, except for those necessary to stay behind, could all go to serve under Peak Master Lan Wuyan or accept tasks related to the Flower Pavilion from the "Merit Hall" on their own.

On the morning of the fourth day, Lin Shuyu, Huo Yuanqing, and Liu Yu left the sect together.

In the afternoon, Bai Lianhua, Niu Wanli, Tong Quezi, and a group of others also left.

On the morning of the fifth day, Qing Zhu took Su Wan'er and left after accepting a task.

And Heng Xian didn't have many thoughts, but he received two more letters.

The first was from his aunt Heng Yueruo. The letter first mentioned that she had a daughter, four years old, then talked about some things in their hometown, Donglan City, back then, and finally said that she hadn't seen her nephew for six or seven years and missed him very much...

It instantly stirred up Heng Xian's homesickness.

The second letter was from Ji Yaoyue. The content of the letter was very warm, but there was a request, saying that her grandmother, the Empress Dowager of the Great Zhou Dynasty, would have her birthday in three months. When she received the letter, she had already rushed back to the Great Zhou Dynasty, hoping that Heng Xian could arrive at the Great Zhou capital, Qizhou, before her grandmother's birthday in three months to meet her and then celebrate the birthday together!

Putting down the letter, Heng Xian pondered for a moment. His cultivation was almost at a bottleneck, so he might as well leave the sect, go back to his hometown to have a look, then head straight to the Great Zhou Dynasty to see what that human empire looked like, and then take Ji Yaoyue to travel around.

The snow stopped.

The magnificent mountain gate was illuminated golden by the sun.

Heng Xian was in casual clothes, dressed like a worldly young master, looking at the sky. This was his second time leaving the sect, and his mood was completely different.

Behind him, Nangong Liluo, Ye Batian, the three junior brothers and sisters Nan Xian, Xiao Hei, and the forcibly left "Gou Dan," including Xing Guang from the outer sect and Senior Brother Yang from the Collection Hall, all came to see him off.

The little girl Liuli had teary eyes: "Little Martial Uncle, woo woo, can you not go?"

Heng Xian laughed: "I'm going to visit relatives and find a wife, not to die. I'll be back in a while!"

"Liuli can't bear to part with you!" Liuli wiped her tears.

Nan Xian and Su Kun also looked sad.

Ye Batian said: "Little Junior Brother, be careful on the road!"

Heng Xian smiled and cupped his hands to his master Nangong Liluo, who had been silent: "Master, drink less alcohol. I put one million medium-quality spirit crystals in your bedroom, spend them sparingly. Also, Senior Sister, take care. After Senior Brother comes out of seclusion, give him my regards!"

After speaking, he stopped talking nonsense and flashed five miles away.

The Tianyuan Sect was very far from Donglan City in the small eastern country of Chu. When Heng Xian brought his maid Su Wan'er here back then, it took him a full forty-five days.

However, when he came, he was still in the Qi Sea Realm, and now he was already in the Primordial Dan Realm, able to fly through the air without borrowing a flying sword.

Traveling day and night, it only took him seven days to reach Donglan City.

(End of chapter)