The ancient times are too far away, they were things before the Christian era.
This era is the era of the human race. Judging from the time when the nine emperors of the human race swept across the heavens, revitalized the human race, occupied the divine realm, and subdued all races, the nine emperors of the human race belonged to the Middle Ages.
Tens of millions of years ago, since the last great emperor of the human race returned to the ruins, it can be regarded as the recent ancient period. During these tens of millions of years, the emperor did not appear, and the human race respected the twelve immortal holy places and the major imperial clans.
The War God Temple's supreme imperial weapon, the War Heaven Seal, is said to have been left behind by a peerless emperor of the ancient War Clan, but time has passed so long that it is impossible to verify.
However, the ancient Zhan clan does exist, but its strength is not strong, its whereabouts are secretive, and its population is sparse.
If the true disciple of the Thunder Palace is really a member of the War Clan, then perhaps he might really be connected to the Fantian Seal.
Ling Xiao suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart. No matter what, the Fantian Seal must not fall into his hands. If he wanted to fulfill the Red Dragon God of War's last wish, Ling Xiao had to obtain the Fantian Seal in order to restore the glory of the War Hall!
Moreover, if the hundred-year deadline is reached and the gate to the divine realm is opened again, the secret of Ling Xiao having the wordless heavenly book will definitely be exposed. By then, even if Ling Xiao has already achieved enlightenment and become a saint, he will probably be no match for four hands with two fists.
Ling Xiao needs to gain enough status in the Temple of War God. If he can become the master of a temple and hold the Fantian Seal, then anyone who stands in his way can be killed, and Ling Xiao will have something to rely on!
whoosh!
A ray of light flashed in the void, and Ling Xiao and others saw Liu Wen Zheng coming back.
Ten golden tokens appeared in Liu Wen Zheng's palm. After a flash of light, they fell into the hands of Ling Xiao and ten other people.
"This is the War God Token of the War God Temple, and it is also your identity token. It has its own space, and is a rare treasure. Some introductions about the War God Temple and your identity information will be recorded in the War God Token. You only need to drip blood to recognize the master, and you will know it!"
Liu Wen Zheng said slowly.
There are ten golden tokens, one side of which has the three big characters "Temple of the God of War" engraved on it, and the other side has a cloud seal character that looks like the word "war".
This means that the ten of them are disciples of the War Hall lineage in the War God Temple.
No wonder Liu Wen Zheng left in such a hurry before, it turned out that he went to apply for identity tokens for them. Ling Xiao felt amused, thinking that Liu Wen Zheng was probably afraid that they would be scared away.
Ling Xiao immediately dropped a drop of blood, which instantly merged into the War God Order. The War God Order shone brightly, and Ling Xiao saw that there was a space of a thousand feet in radius inside the War God Order, in which there was a jade bottle and several ancient jade books.
There are one hundred drops of holy liquid in the jade bottle, which is a resource that every inner disciple can obtain. Several ancient jade books record some of the precepts of the Temple of War, the origin of the Temple of War, information about the various secret realms in the Temple of War, etc., which are very detailed.
In the Temple of War God, if one wants to obtain various martial arts, or even peerless sacred techniques, in addition to reaching the corresponding status, the most important thing is contribution value.
The contribution points of the Temple of War God are extremely precious and are linked to the holy liquid. One contribution point can be exchanged for one drop of holy liquid, but conversely, if holy liquid is used to exchange contribution points, ten drops of holy liquid are required to exchange for one contribution point.
Therefore, all the disciples of the Temple of War God, including the elders, will work hard to earn contribution points so that they can exchange them for corresponding martial arts or even magical weapons and elixirs.
“Although you all joined the Temple of War God because you followed Long Aotian, what I can promise you is that when you break through to the semi-saint realm, I will choose a peerless sacred method for each of you!”
Liu Wen Zheng looked at everyone and said seriously.
This kind of generosity made everyone feel shocked.
You know, the sacred arts of the War God Temple are extremely valuable, requiring at least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of contribution points, while the exchange of the nine peerless sacred arts requires more than one million contribution points.
Although many true disciples can choose a peerless sacred method to practice when they are promoted, if they want to practice other sacred methods, they must exchange them for contribution points.
Liu Wen Zheng promised each of them a peerless holy method, that is to say, as long as they break through to the semi-saint realm and are promoted to true disciples, they will have two peerless holy methods.
Although they joined the War Hall because of Ling Xiao, they were still extremely grateful for Liu Wen Zheng's promise at this moment.
"Thank you, Great Elder! We believe that the Battle Hall will be able to restore its former glory! However, I feel that the most urgent task now is to let Junior Brother Long obtain the inheritance mark of the Fantian Seal as soon as possible. If Junior Brother Long can master the Fantian Seal, our Battle Hall will surely prosper!"
Tian Gang said slowly.
"That's right! I heard from Tie Niu that a true disciple of the Thunder Palace has established a connection with the Fantian Seal. If he were to take control of the Fantian Seal, it would be bad!"
"We will all fully support Junior Brother Long. The Fantian Seal must not fall into the hands of others!"
Zhou Daozhi and others also said so.
Tie Niu's words made them feel a sense of crisis.
"Is Zhan Tian from the Thunder Palace any good? That's right, this boy should be a descendant of the Zhan Clan and has the blood of the Zhan Clan, so he can communicate with the Fantian Seal. Even the God of War is very optimistic about this!"
Liu Wen Zheng's expression couldn't help but become solemn.
Although it is a good thing that someone is in control of the Fantian Seal, it would be a shame for the War Hall if it fell into the hands of a true disciple of the Thunder Hall.
Liu Wen Zheng naturally didn't want the Fantian Seal to fall into Zhan Tianxing's hands.
"Long Aotian, come with me!"
Liu Wen Zheng thought for a moment, then said to Ling Xiao and led him towards the ancient and dilapidated war hall.
The war hall exuded an atmosphere of vicissitudes, and the walls were full of cracks, but Ling Xiao felt an extremely mysterious power from the war hall.
Just a slight overflow of waves caused the void to tremble slightly.
Ling Xiao verified the scene before him with the memories of the Red Dragon God of War and couldn't help but sigh. Millions of years had passed, and the world had changed dramatically. Everything had become different.
Even the battle hall in front of him had become dilapidated.
And what was the atmosphere of the war hall like a million years ago
Boom!
The door of the war hall slowly opened, and Ling Xiao followed Liu Wen Zheng in.
There was a bright light in the war hall, and a mysterious aura was intertwined, covering the entire war hall and isolating everything.
"Long Aotian, your real name is Ling Xiao, right?"
Liu Wen Zheng looked at Ling Xiao and spoke slowly, with a hint of strangeness in his eyes.
Ling Xiao was slightly stunned, then nodded and said, "So, Senior Brothers Chongxu and Chonghe told you? Great Elder, where did they go?"
"Chongxu and Chonghe received a mission assigned by Lord God of War. Even I didn't know that they had left the Temple of God of War. As for when they will come back, I don't know yet!"
Liu Wen Zheng said to Ling Xiao.
“So that’s how it is!”
Ling Xiao nodded.
"I heard from my two junior brothers that you are an ascender from the lower realm, and you have inherited the master's legacy. Although I don't know whether it is true or not, I need to verify it here!"
Liu Wen Zheng stared into Ling Xiao's eyes, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Ling Xiao's inner thoughts!
(End of this chapter)