Great Emperor Myriad Chapter 14: Sutra of Longevity

Ling Xiao was also a little surprised by Deng Yalin's performance.

"Yes, since you realize your mistakes, let's look at your performance! If you truly regret it, I don't mind passing on the King Kong Demon Fist to you!"

"What?! King Kong Fu Mo Fist?"

When Deng Yalin heard this, he was immediately excited, and he quickly asked: "King Kong Fu Moquan is an ancient martial art, an earth-level masterpiece, which has long since been lost. The most powerful martial art in our Longevity Sect is only The seven-star moon-turning sword of the earth-level low-grade!"

"Others don't have it, but I do. As long as you do well, I will consider passing it on to you!"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly.

"Thank you for the Son, from now on I, Deng Yalin, will only follow the Son of God!"

Deng Yalin was overjoyed, and immediately knelt down again to show his loyalty.

Ling Xiao has already seen that although this Deng Yalin is young and very proud, his nature is not bad, he is just spoiled, and he is still a martial arts idiot. If he does well in the future, Ling Xiao does not mind passing it on Giving him the Vajra Demon Fist is also considered to increase the power of the Longevity Sect.

Seeing that Deng Yalin had surrendered to Ling Xiao, many disciples of the Longevity Sect also showed awe.

Ling Xiao's method of turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain made them all begin to surrender.

Deng Tiande and Deng Yalin originally wanted to give Ling Xiao a slap in the face, but they did not expect that Ling Xiao used this to conquer the hearts of many disciples.

But Ling Xiao didn't notice that, in Ling Kun's eyes looking at him, the color of resentment became more and more intense.

Finally, the crowd dispersed.

Ling Xiao followed Nangong Xuan to the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in Changshengmen.

Ling Xiao's brows furrowed when he looked at the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in front of him.

"Ten thousand years ago, there were nine floors in Changshengmen's Tibetan scripture pavilion, with millions of scriptures, ranging from basic martial arts to supreme martial arts. It was the holy land of martial arts in the world. It's really sad and deplorable that a low-grade Seven-Star Moon Transformation Sword has been passed down!"

Ling Xiao's voice contained a bit of loneliness.

"That's right! Ever since ten thousand years ago, the two patriarchs, Tian Tian Zhizun and Changsheng Zhizun suddenly disappeared. The Longevity Sect has undergone several major changes, and the generation has become inferior to the next generation. Many martial arts in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion have also been banned What other sects have divided up, they only hate us for our incompetence, and there is no way to restore the glory of the ancient times!"

Nangong Xuan sighed.

"It's okay, although there are only four floors left, but some things still exist, that's enough!"

Ling Xiao's eyes moved, as if he felt something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you doing here at the Sutra Collection Pavilion? If you want to practice the Seven Stars Moon Transformation Sword, I can pass it on to you right now! With your talent, it may really be possible to lead the Longevity Sect to become stronger, even though it is difficult! "

Nangongxuan is full of confidence in Ling Xiao.

"I came to the Sutra Collection Pavilion, naturally, to teach you the Supreme Sutra of Longevity! The complete Sutra of Longevity is in this Sutra Collection Pavilion!"

Ling Xiao smiled slightly.

"The Supreme Sutra of Longevity is located in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion? How is that possible?! Originally, the Supreme Sutra of Longevity was placed on the ninth floor of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and only the suzerain could enter, but now the ninth floor is gone, so how can we talk about the Sutra of Longevity ?"

Nangong Xuan's face was full of disbelief.

"I said yes, it is!"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, his voice full of unquestionable domineering.

"You are waiting for me outside!"

Ling Xiao left a sentence and walked into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.

The first floor of the Sutra Collection Pavilion is filled with basic Huang-level low-grade martial arts, medicine, and miscellaneous books of hundreds of schools of thought. Any disciple can enter.

The second floor is the martial arts below the yellow level, only inner disciples and outer disciples who have made significant contributions can enter.

The third floor is the martial arts below the profound level. Only true disciples and inner disciples who have made significant contributions can enter.

On the fourth floor, there is the town school martial arts of Changshengmen, the low-grade Seven Star Moon Transformation Sword and the low-grade Longevity Sutra. These two kinds of martial arts cannot be practiced without the permission of the suzerain and many elders. .

Ling Xiao walked into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and went straight to the fourth floor all the way.

There is a painting on the fourth floor due north. The painting is of a handsome man in white clothes, standing with his hands behind his back. His sword eyebrows pierce into the sky and his eyes shine brightly in the sky.

This is just an ordinary painting, it doesn't seem to have any spiritual fluctuations, there is only a small poem in the lower right corner.

Jinse has fifty strings for no reason.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies and hoped that Emperor Chunxin would support cuckoos.

The moon in the sea is full of tears, and the sun in the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This feeling can be reminisced, but it was lost at the time.

"Hahaha... This feeling can be reminisced, but it was lost at the time... Jinse, I'm sorry for you, I'm late!"

Ling Xiao's face was full of bitterness, how could he not understand the meaning of this poem?

When he and Zhenlong Zhizun went to explore the tomb of the Chilong God of War, he never thought that this trip would be a farewell. Now that ten thousand years have passed, where is Jinse?

Even a supreme powerhouse cannot live for 10,000 years. Perhaps Jinse has already become a red face and withered bones and turned into loess.

Ling Xiao seems to have seen a beautiful woman with a haggard face. She is full of thoughts about the person in the painting, so she wrote this poem.

What kind of situation was that?

Thinking of this~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

"Jinse, I will definitely find you, even if God takes you away, I will **** you back from him, you wait for me, when I set foot on the peak and enter the realm of the gods, I will definitely will find you!"

Ling Xiao muttered to himself, his eyes became more and more severe.

Sigh!

In the end, he pointed out in the air, a bright light actually shot out from the painting, and a door of light appeared.

Ling Xiao stepped in.

This is a hazy space, surrounded by chaos, but in front of Ling Xiao floats two volumes of ancient books with bright golden light.

The Secret Art of Swallowing the Sky!

The Sutra of Longevity!

If it were seen by people ten thousand years ago, they would definitely go crazy and desperately **** them. These two ancient books are the peerless martial arts of the Heaven-Swallowing Supreme and the Longevity Supreme who were mega-shattered 10,000 years ago.

The Sutra of Longevity is a supreme martial art that surpasses the heavenly level, even comparable to the legendary god-level martial arts.

And the secret technique of swallowing the sky is even more mysterious, even more powerful than the supreme martial arts!

This ancient painting was originally painted by Jinse for Ling Xiao, and was finally refined into a secret treasure by Ling Xiao, which hides the peerless martial arts of the two of them. Because, but even the supreme powerhouse, can't find the strangeness of the ancient painting, and will automatically ignore it and treat it as an ordinary painting.

Ling Xiao waved his hand, and the two ancient scrolls turned into two streams of light and merged into Ling Xiao's mind.

The Supreme Martial Arts contains the laws of heaven and earth, and it is necessary to inherit the true meaning of the Supreme to be able to cultivate successfully, so it is difficult to carry it with utensils. Unlike the martial arts below the heaven level, the scroll can completely record it.

A sense of enlightenment surged into his heart, Ling Xiao opened his eyes, and his eyes became more and more bright.