The Earth Is My Dantian Chapter 21: 0 Saint Imaginary Shadow

No! ! !

More than fifty Golden Core Eighteen Transformations wailed at the same time, and they wished to fly up immediately, trying their best to stop Ye Sheng.

The wisdom of the various schools of thought, what a precious wealth this is, it was unexpectedly listed by Ye Shengjie.

They beat their chests and feet with anger, their eyes are red with hatred, and their teeth are gritted with resentment.

To no avail.

Ye Sheng has already entered, and in everyone's eyes, he is the first one to enter the Hundred Saints Hall.

"Quickly, we must speed up, Ye Sheng is alone, but there are so many inheritances from the various schools of thought." Someone was impatient, resisted the huge pressure and moved on.

Everyone is like this, we must speed up, even in difficulties, we can't get nothing.

Zhou Yi also saw Ye Sheng go in. There was no disturbance. He is now listening attentively to the teachings of the Hundred Sages. There are also huge treasures hidden on the stone steps, but few people have found them.

When Ye Sheng stepped behind the stone gate, he felt that he had entered a strange space.

At a glance, you can see the marginal range, the size of a hundred miles, and there are as many as millions of bamboo slips of various kinds inside. Look at the eyes of flowers and leaves, piled together, a few big mountains.

Ye Sheng picked up a bamboo slip and flipped through it. It was a book written in front of Zhuzi Baijia.

"Put it away." Ye Sheng offered sacrifices to the gods, and gathered them all in.

Suddenly this space doesn't seem so crowded.

With a few mountains missing, Ye Sheng wandered around here.

Various types of slabs, the slabs are carved with pictures of the philosophers gathering and talking in front of them. Walking forward, there are some statues, carefully counted, one hundred.

This is exactly the founder of all the schools of thought.

Every time Ye Sheng passes by a statue, he will seriously meet the courtesy, the etiquette of the younger generation, and see the senior.

When the 100 statues were all worshipped, Ye Sheng looked at it in surprise.

"Where is the inheritance?" Ye Sheng didn't quite understand, except for the statue and the slate, there were only bamboo slips, and the rest was nothing.

Ye Sheng, who entered here alone, checked carefully and found a lake.

In the center of the hundred statues, there is a lake.

The water in the lake was black, Ye Sheng crouched down, and when he reached out, he saw that it was not water.

Mo!

In this vast lake, all is ink.

And as soon as Ye Sheng touched his hand, the hundred statues suddenly shined brightly.

"Hahaha, how many years have passed, finally someone has come." There were laughter, and old people emerged and walked out of the statue.

"A hundred schools of thought?" Ye Sheng looked at him in shock.

These people are old people, without entities, they are the backhands arranged on the statue, and they will meet Ye Sheng tens of thousands of years later.

"We are the families of all the scholars." A hundred old people looked at Ye Sheng with a smile.

"I'm Lao Tzu, hello my little friend." Lao Tzu bowed.

Ye Sheng stood up quickly and respectfully said: "I have seen all the seniors."

He was full of doubts, could this be the inheritance of the various schools of thought?

"The little friends are very polite. They have bowed to each of us before. Sure enough, time and space are right. The savior of this world is here." The old man laughed.

"Savior?" Ye Sheng asked strangely, did you mean him?

"During the heyday of all schools of thought, we are about to leave this world, and we will work together to push the future and see the infinite possibilities in endless time and space." An old man wearing a black Confucian robe said.

"Deducing the future?" Ye Sheng was shocked. Are these people so powerful?

"Little friends don't need to be shocked, the future is ever-changing, changing every moment, making people hard to see, but it's not a big skill, old man Confucius." Confucius said with a smile.

Ye Sheng nodded thoughtfully. Time and space are unknown, and the unknown can be changed. The future really changes all the time.

"The seniors deduced the future, and then set up this Hundred Saints Hall?" Ye Sheng asked.

"Yes, we worked together to deduced the future, and in different time periods, we saw the same ending." Lao Tzu nodded.

"What kind of ending?" Ye Sheng asked.

"This world was ruined by people outside the territory." Confucius said solemnly.

"Ruined?" Ye Sheng looked at them in surprise.

"One hundred and eighty million endings are all the same. We have deduced it for ten years, exhausted our efforts, and saw the future destruction of this place by people outside the region." Confucius said.

Ye Sheng asked: "Then is this related to me?"

"Yes, the one and eighty million endings are the same, but at one time, one hundred and eighty million, there are variables, and the variable is you, little friend." Laozi nodded.

Ye Sheng pointed to himself and said: "Am I a variable?"

"Yes, after the little friend appeared, the ending changed. There was a fog, and I couldn’t see it at all, but it was better than being destroyed, so we laid out this Hundred Temple and left a back hand, thinking Help the little friend once." Laozi nodded.

"Seniors, are you not afraid that I will get your help instead of saving the world?" Ye Sheng asked.

"It's okay, since you appeared, the situation has changed drastically. At least the destruction is gone, so I help you once and let you grow up. We don't need you to save the world." Confucius shook his head.

"My little friend, this Mochi was left behind when we wrote the article. You can enter it, and we will discuss it for you once, which is considered to congratulate you for changing the dark ending." Confucius laughed.

Ye Sheng thought for a while and nodded: "Thank you, seniors."

Take off his clothes and enter the ink pond. Ye Sheng suddenly felt a huge energy pouring into his body.

This is the power of Hundred Sages~IndoMTL.com~ At this moment, it helps Ye Sheng to absorb and improve Ye Sheng's cultivation.

The next moment, Hundred Sages began to talk about Taoism.

Hundreds of saints discuss the Tao together for Ye Sheng. They discussed a lot of things, from humanities to the earth, from cultivation to perception, from birth to death...

Ye Sheng just listened, falling into an inexplicable feeling.

His cultivation base has been continuously improved, and a hundred saints have discussed the Dao for Ye Sheng. What kind of opportunity is this?

The energy in the ink pond is too strong, and Ye Sheng's realm is directly broken.

……

I don't know how long it has been. Ye Sheng opened his eyes and found that everything around him was as usual, and the saints of the various schools of thought had disappeared.

Mochi is still the same, but the energy in it disappeared and was absorbed by Ye Sheng. His cultivation level was directly raised to the Golden Core Ten Changes.

This is entirely an opportunity, coming from the Hundred Sages' Taoism, and the energy in Mochi is also available.

Ye Sheng clenched his fists, a strong force penetrated his whole body, and improved five changes at a time. It hasn't accumulated yet, but there is no sequelae. Thanks to Baisheng Lundao, he smoothed the continuous broken mirror Shortcomings.

Ye Sheng got up, washed his body, changed his clothes, and saw someone come in.

The big prince, not only him, but also the other fifty golden core eighteen changes.

"Ye Sheng, hand over the inheritance of the Hundred Saints, otherwise you will definitely die today." The eldest prince was extremely jealous when the enemy met, and he roared directly without thinking.

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