In the past seven days, Zhang Xuansheng tried to realize "Star Fall" without any problems.
The result was still no response, which surprised him.
Regardless of his own cultivation talents, he felt that he also wanted to learn this Taoism a little bit. Even with the blessing of Qi Yun, shouldn't he realize it?
But no matter what, "Star Fall" is just a basic way on the surface, and he is not particularly concerned about not learning it.
After all, the Ma transfer ceremony is about to begin.
When he inherited the legendary secret technique of God's sealing of the door, he would not appreciate this basic secret technique.
"Xuansheng, get ready, the inheritance ceremony is about to begin."
Liu Wuya's voice sounded, pulling Zhang Xuansheng's thoughts back.
"Yes, Master."
Zhang Xuansheng replied through the sound transmission, and then walked out of the cave, a little excited in his heart, leaving behind the unhappiness he had experienced in "Star Fall".
Liu Wuya took Zhang Xuansheng to a clearing on the north side of the cave, stretched out his hand to pinch the formula, and muttered something.
The peak trembled, and accompanied by the sound of stones rubbing, an ancestral hall-like building appeared in front of the two of them.
The ancestral hall is square and square, about three feet wide and high. There is no standing statue in the middle, but a character hanging on the top with a big seal written on it.
On the left side stood a gray stone pillar, and on the right side was a real dragon statue erected, the dragon head breathed out.
"Oh, many years have passed in a blink of an eye, and I vaguely remember when we were testing here."
Uncle Mo also came over, looked at the ancestral hall, and sighed for some unknown reason.
"Sometimes I even wonder if this ancestral hall is broken. For hundreds of thousands of years, many arrogances have been sealed off by gods, but none of them can meet all the conditions."
Liu Wuya said in a daze.
"At present, I have passed the physical test of the dragon head. Junior brother, you have passed the test of the spiritual energy of the stone pillar. If we can combine it, the third test may not be rare for you and me."
Uncle Mo said quite regretfully.
In his opinion, a person always has areas and shortcomings that he is good at, and it is too difficult to want to have an unparalleled physique and perfect aura to the extreme.
Many people have passed one test over the past few hundred thousand years, but it seems that only the Patriarch 300,000 years ago has passed two tests.
It's just that the Patriarch also failed the third test, and for some unknown reason, the inheritance was not recorded.
As a result, they don't know what the third test of inheritance is now, but a vaguely speculated and very reasonable test.
As for why Mo Zhuang didn't call Liu Wuya the head, it was because he had only inherited the core secret method of God's sealing of the door.
In the door, everyone is still worthy of being a brother.
"Don't let me forget to try it?"
Liu Wuya asked.
It's okay not to mention it. When it comes to mentioning it, Uncle Mo said in an aura: "It would be a waste of time to let him try. It would be nice if the child could be one-tenth motivated by Xuansheng."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuansheng mourned for a second of silence for Senior Brother Mo. After all, he only practiced for two hours a day, and spent the rest of the time studying ancient books of the Zongmen.
Although Senior Brother Mo often soaks in immortal nets, he can still practice 6 hours a day under the supervision of his uncle.
Moreover, Brother Mo was only 20 years old and had already entered the Divine Infant Realm. He could definitely be regarded as a genius.
As for himself, after seven years of cultivating hard, he still cultivated the God Realm.
Master does not ask about the progress of his practice, nor does he take the initiative to report.
Because of the baptism at the god spring of merit, even Liu Wuya could not easily see through Zhang Xuansheng's cultivation level without checking directly.
In his opinion, his apprentice is a peerless genius who can deduce Dao Yan Jing, and he does not need his guidance and supervision at all to practice such trivial matters.
Although he didn't specifically ask Xuansheng's cultivation base, he thought it must have been diligent, and maybe he had already reached the Divine Infant state.
However, the fact is that since Zhang Xuansheng had absorbed the Lei Jieye last time and broke through to the mid stage of God Refining Realm in one breath, his cultivation level had not improved much.
On one hand, he analyzed that it might be due to the Taoist Sutra. After realizing these years, he found that this sutra was indeed complex and mysterious, and the quality of the spiritual energy he cultivated was far beyond ordinary, but the progress was slightly slower than that of ordinary exercises.
On the other hand, because of Shenquan's baptism, his body has become a special physique unknown to him, and the capacity for spiritual energy is much larger than that of ordinary monks.
He thinks this is the main reason.
You must know that he absorbed a lot of Thunder Tribulation Liquid at the time, but it was used by the cultivators of the good fortune realm, which was enough to prove the magic of his current physique.
"Father, let me try it."
Mo Shang didn't know where he came from, and was hearing his father scold him.
Seeing that his son was here and in front of the ancestral hall again, Mo Zhuang didn't want to continue teaching.
"Senior brother, if you don't want to forget, you can also try. The disciples of the gods have the right to try."
Seeing this, Liu Wuya made a sound out loud.
Mo Zhuang pondered and said, "The rules are indeed so, then you can try it."
Mo Shang forgot to hear the words and was overjoyed. When he walked to the ancestral hall, he did not forget to say hello to Zhang Xuansheng: "Brother Xuansheng, Brother Xuansheng will explore the way for you first."
Liu Wuya on the side nodded and said, "Well, just like our monks refine tools, before we begin to refine important magic tools, we usually practice hands with some insignificant materials, also called mats."
Zhang Xuansheng:???
Do you guys get it before you reinforce it?
By the way, Master, can you say this in front of your uncle? Anyway, Brother Mo is his father.
When Mo Zhuang's expression suddenly became serious, Zhang Xuansheng thought that his uncle was going to get angry.
As a result, the next moment, Mo Zhuang turned his head and said to Mo Shangwang: "Well, what your uncle said is right, hurry up, let the ancestral hall warm up, don't delay your Xuansheng teacher and brother time."
Mo Yang:???
Dad, am I yours?
I admit that the younger brother is very good, but I am not completely lost!
With full of sorrow and anger, Mo Mengwang blasted an aura towards the gray stone pillar.
Hmph, let you see the aura that I rebuilt through the Taoist scriptures!
When Liu Wuya saw Mo Shangwang's blue aura, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Mo Shangwang looked so-so, his spiritual purity was good.
In Mo Shang's expectant gaze, Aura penetrated into the gray stone pillar.
then……
There's no after that.
Nothing happened.
"Uh, after all, aura is not what we are good at. I will try another one."
Mo Shang said with an awkward expression.
"What else to try? Anyway, I can't get it all through. Give your Xuansheng Junior Brother a free space, don't waste time!"
Mo Zhuang said with a black face.
"Uncle Mo, I won't waste any time anyway. If not, let Senior Brother try again."
Zhang Xuansheng persuaded.
Brother Mo, you are also miserable. Although you can't make it, let's experience the assembly.
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