Although the sound of the bell has ceased, it still echoes endlessly in the palace.
Zong Shou looked slightly solemn and looked at Zhao Yanran and Xuan Yunlan. He saw the two women, who also had expressions of concentration on their faces.
Even Chuxue let go of Zong Shou's hand and looked in the direction of the bell.
Zong Shou was grateful for a moment, then raised his brows, directly raised his sword, and flew away in the direction of the wind from the east gate of the Dao Palace. Several others followed closely behind.
More than ten miles away, we arrived in just a few breaths. At this moment, more than ten thousand disciples in the Taoist Palace were arriving from all directions. Everyone seemed to know something, silently, lined up on both sides of the palace gate.
At this time, Zong Shou was already quite famous, whether in the Cangshengqiong Realm or among the three sects and six sects. He was a veritable chief disciple of the academy, and a rare third generation true inheritor.
Everyone who recognized him stopped and saluted him when they passed by.
After arriving at the palace gate, no one dared to approach and stood far away, leaving an open space for Zong Shou.
It was an advantage for Zong Yuan and Zhao Yanran, as they didn't have to crowd together with the other disciples.
After only waiting here for a moment, I heard another bell ringing, and the palace door was opened with a bang.
Only about a hundred figures were seen, standing outside with confused expressions. They were all middle-aged in their thirties or forties, and their faces were either tired and decadent, or expressionless. There were only a few people who were silent, but there was already a bit of determination in their brows.
The leader was extremely outstanding. Although he only wore simple Taoist robes and had a charming appearance, his calm and magnanimous demeanor made Zong Shou immediately think of Wei Xu and others.
At this moment, a man's voice like a bell and a tripod was heard at the entrance of the Taoist Palace: "We congratulate all of you fellow disciples on your return to the Cangsheng Taoist Palace!"
Zong Shou looked sideways and saw that the speaker was also a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing Confucian clothes, with a young appearance but full of white hair. The expression on his face at this moment was indescribable emotion.
He recognized this person as Fang Wen, the current master of Cangsheng Academy. If we talk about Tan Qiu's identity. This person can now be regarded as his senior brother.
At this moment, the more than 10,000 disciples inside the gate all looked solemn and saluted outside the gate.
"We sincerely welcome all of you fellow disciples to return to our path of common life!"
The more than a hundred middle-aged disciples were stunned for a while. Even those who were completely numb and lifeless raised their heads, with a bit of brightness in their eyes.
Only the leader was unaware of it. He walked into the door tremblingly. When passing by Fang Wen, the latter couldn't help but frown: "Junior brother one"
The middle-aged man walked into the door without paying any attention and silently looked up at the sky. The place where his eyes were looking was exactly in the direction of the Patriarch Hall.
The atmosphere near the palace gate at this moment was both surprising and exciting. Although everyone was silent, they were obviously suppressing their emotions. Like a dead volcano, the lava was pressed into his chest and abdomen, but Zong Shou felt nothing. He took a closer look at the middle-aged man with an extraordinary bearing, who looked like Wei Xu, and thought to himself: It must be that Xue Xi. Even Han Fang takes it very seriously.
The next moment, Xue Xi burst into tears and knelt down towards the Patriarch Hall, kowtowing impeccably.
The hundreds of disciples behind him couldn't help it at this moment, with two lines of clear tears streaming down their faces, and followed Xue Xi on their knees three times and nine times.
And among the crowd, there were more than a few hundred people who also knelt down and bowed to the more than a hundred people in the way.
Zong Shouzheng felt strange secretly, and then heard Zhao Yanran explain: "These people have participated in the battle of Yanchengguan before, but they escaped with their lives. It is said that these people who were captured did not care about life and death and devoted all their strength to the rear. . After hearing that they would return to the sect in the near future, they all returned overnight."
Hearing these words, Zong Shou was completely speechless. Next to him, Zong Yuan looked at the tomb slightly absent-mindedly, and murmured: "Now I can finally understand why there are three sects and six sects of Cangsheng Dao, and why can they be alone?" Fight against good and evil and remain undefeated for thousands of years."
Although Wu Shui didn't speak, his expression was extremely calm.
After Xue Xi completed this great gift, he got up again. His eyes scanned the crowd, and when he passed by Zong Shou, he suddenly stopped and nodded gently as a salute. There was emotion in his eyes, but he didn't come over to speak.
Zong Shou smiled, knowing what he meant. This was a sign of gratitude without saying a word for a great favor. The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, there is no need to put it on your face or talk about it on your lips.
Then Xue Xi moved his eyes away and looked up into the sky again. There was joy and excitement in his eyes, but also a sense of shame, and he bowed again.
Zong Shou followed his gaze and saw two more people in the sky.
One of them was Han Fang, and the other was a Taoist priest in black robes. His old face also showed a mixture of sadness and joy.
Zong Shou couldn't help but frown, thinking that this person could be Xue Xi's master? To be able to stand side by side with Han Fang, I am afraid that he is also a figure in the second generation of Cangshengdao.
Zong Shou didn't know it at this moment, just as he was looking at the two people above him. The Han Fang and the black-robed Taoist were also discussing him.
"This one is Uncle Wei Xuandai Xuan Shuang. The youngest disciple he accepted as a disciple? I have seen photos of his swordsmanship. At the sixth level, he can actually create his own sword techniques. Regardless of his qualifications, this His understanding is indeed second to none in our sect. This time, I should thank him."
"Exactly!"
Han Fang smiled and looked down at the young man who was looking up with narrowed eyes, and then nodded with deep understanding: "I know that Senior Brother Wei Tian, you have always regarded Xue Xi as your own child. This time Xue Xi can get out of trouble, you really want to thank him!"
The black-robed Taoist glanced at Han Fang coldly, knowing that this man was still blaming him for leaving the sect and not returning for twenty years.
Among the many senior brothers, Han Fang has a calm temperament, but he is also the one with the smallest temper.
Just as he was about to say something mocking, it turned into a sigh: "I, Wei Tianfei, hate the sect. It's just that every time I come to this Cangsheng Dao Palace, I can't help but miss people when I see things. I can't let go of this knot in my heart. Junior Brother Zong Shou, Wei Tian will repay you for this great kindness. Junior Brother Wei Xu's actions are often unreliable. But this time, he couldn't be more wise to take this child into his family."
Han Fang felt a little ashamed over there, and he laughed and said: "Okay, what are you talking about? But today, this nephew Xue Xi really surprised me. Twenty years of imprisonment and torture, but he did not sink. Looking at him The soul is perfectly integrated and has its own spiritual light. The potential of the mind at this moment seems to be even better than Fang Wen's. The setbacks of these twenty years may be a good thing for it. "
Wei Tian smiled and was noncommittal. The next moment, there was deathly silence again at the entrance of the palace. Xue Xi borrowed a long sword from the waist of a nearby Cangsheng Dao disciple, and then without hesitation, Cut your own wrist veins.
"Today, Xue Xi wants to imitate the Venerable Buddha and make three major vows. The first vow is to use his whole life to make our common people's way prosperous forever and fulfill the last wish of the ancestor! The second vow is to make Yanchengguan change, All participants must pay with blood.”
When he said this, the tens of thousands of disciples near the palace gate all looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
And Xue Xi's voice also paused and took a deep breath.
"The third oath, Xue Xi will personally crush the Tailing Holy Land within three thousand years! The entire Tailing Sect will be destroyed!"
When the words fell, the entire Cangsheng Dao Palace was filled with wind, thunder and lightning, and dark clouds filled the air.
Streams of black aura rushed up from all directions and charged towards Xue Xi. However, a layer of golden light also appeared around Xue Xi, repelling the black aura. Even if it bared its teeth and claws, it still couldn't get even an inch closer.
His face was even more solemn, with a look of determination.
"Please bear witness from all my fellow disciples. If I, Xue Xi, violate this oath, I will be burned out and die!"
When the voice fell, a burst of energy suddenly emerged from Xue Xi's body. Climbing all the way up to the sky.
Finally, it spread out in all directions, and the huge soul power crushed all directions. Almost all of the tens of thousands of people below the sixth level here could no longer hold on and fell to their knees one after another.
There were only less than 1,500 people who could stand, and they all had cold sweat on their faces and looked horrified, "This is the ninth level?"
Zong Shou's heart was also full of surprise. When Xue Xi entered the Cangsheng Palace before, it was obvious that he was only at the seventh level.
But in this instant, he climbed up two levels!
"This celestial phenomenon should be a sign of sealing the heaven and earth."
Zhao Yanran also stared blankly, a little at a loss. And Zong Yuan was also silent. This situation was the same as when he swore a blood oath to Zong as his servant. It's just that this momentum is more than ten times greater.
Xuan Yunlan also frowned and looked at the black auras: "This is the formless divine cliff. It is the condensed evil thoughts of people in the world. Although this uncle of Taishi Xue imitated the Buddhist method, he could not truly master it. Yes. Although I am using the power of this inner demon to improve my cultivation potential at this moment, if I cannot do it within three thousand years, I will inevitably die, my whole body will be burned in flames, and I will become the nourishment of these demons!
Zong Shou was still stunned, not knowing what to say. But one could hear the determination and deep-seated hatred in Xue Xi's words.
Such a huge sign of heaven and earth, I am afraid that I really rescued an extraordinary person this time.
I couldn't help but secretly pray for the King of Han. His Highness, I would like to ask for more blessings. Among those who participated in the Yancheng Pass Incident, the King of Han could be said to be a crucial figure.
The hundreds of returning disciples behind Xue Xi were also stunned. But when they woke up, they also cut their wrist veins.
"I will follow my oath!"
"I want to revive the common people! I want to avenge the blood feud of my brothers! I want to destroy the Tailing Sect and everyone!"
Thunder was rolling in the sky, but Wei Tian sighed: "Idiot! Idiot!"