On this day, the sky was clear, the sun was shining, and there were no clouds in the sky.
In a certain courtyard of the Jade Emperor Sect, Song Yan showed a hint of impatience on his face. He had been in the Jade Emperor Sect for half a month, but Zhang Taichu still couldn't leave.
He decided to wait two more days, and if the other party was still in retreat, he would leave and go to another sect to exchange skills.
But at this moment, he felt a powerful aura radiating from somewhere within the Jade Emperor Sect. This aura was overwhelming and vast, with a sense of divine power, and it vaguely surpassed the Dharma, and , this aura is still rising, as if it is about to break through some kind of confinement.
"This is?"
Song Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately judged that someone was probably breaking through the Dharma Realm, and the most likely person was Zhang Taichu who was in seclusion.
The Jade Emperor Sect is originally the strongest sect in the Xuanyang Region. If Zhang Taichu breaks through to the Holy Sea realm, I'm afraid...
Thinking of this, Song Yan couldn't help but murmured: "If Zhang Taichu breaks through to the Holy Sea Realm, then the pattern of Xuanyang Territory may also be broken!"
However, this has little to do with him. After all, he has no intention of dominating the world, so what if the Jade Emperor Sect dominates Xuanyang Territory.
A little less than half an hour later.
Zhang Taichu's momentum reached its peak, but he continued to attack, trying to break some kind of barrier.
But is the barrier of the Holy Sea Realm so easy to break
Otherwise, Nuo Da's Xuanyang Domain wouldn't even have a Holy Sea warrior on the surface.
And at this moment.
In a certain cyan attic, a tall and majestic middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged, but at this moment, his expression was slightly ferocious, and his hands were constantly forming seals, causing waves of fluctuations in the void from time to time.
Outside the attic, there were dozens of old men standing there with anxious faces, all headed by an old man wearing one black and one white robe.
"Brother, do you think Taichu can successfully attack the Holy Sea this time?"
After a while, the voice of the leader in black robes sounded leisurely, with a hint of hope and anticipation in his tone.
"I can't tell you, brother."
The old man in white shook his head, and then there was a worried look on his face: "Taichu is close to eighty years old, which can be said to have almost passed the golden age of a warrior. Moreover, this is his third time to attack the Holy Sea Realm. If he fails again, I’m afraid all my potential will be exhausted, and I’m afraid there will be no possibility of stepping into the Holy Sea Realm again in this life!”
Having said this, the worry on the face of the old man in white became more intense.
Warriors are different from immortal cultivators and Shinto cultivators. The age of thirty to eighty is called the golden age of warriors. Only by breaking through to the Holy Sea at this age can the body and soul be transformed. If you have not broken through beyond this age, If you want to break through the Holy Sea in the future, it is almost impossible.
There are two old men, black and white.
The old man in white is Zhang Taichu's master and the previous head of the Jade Emperor Sect. His cultivation has only reached the peak of the late Dharma phase. He has no hope of breakthrough in this life, so he puts all his hopes of breakthrough on Zhang Taichu.
The old man in black is Zhang Taichu's uncle. His cultivation has reached the middle stage of Dharma phase and he serves as the chief elder of the Jade Emperor Sect.
"Boom! Boom!"
The void was shaken, and everyone in the Jade Emperor Sect could feel it.
This is Zhang Taichu attacking the barrier of the Holy Sea.
once!
twice!
three times!
… …
Fifty times!
When Zhang Taichu struck more than fifty times in succession, his potential was almost exhausted. A look of despair flashed across his face in the attic, and then the aura that had climbed to the peak began to decline.
"The defeat is certain!"
In the other courtyard, Song Yan withdrew his concerned eyes. He knew that Zhang Taichu failed to attack the Holy Sea Realm this time.
"Why!"
"Failed!"
The black and white old men all sighed sadly.
Each of the elders behind them also looked disappointed.
At the same time, Zhang Taichu's aura dropped even more sharply.
At this moment, Song Yan suddenly felt something in his heart.
Taking one step forward, we arrived in front of the attic.
"Who are you?"
Everyone was shocked to see Song Yan appear.
"I can help him reach the Holy Sea Realm." Song Yan said directly.
"What?"
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
"Huangkou kid, you are in the late stage of Ju Fu, what qualifications do you have to speak out nonsense!" The old man in black robe shouted coldly. At first, he had some hope after hearing Song Yan's words, but after seeing through Song Yan's cultivation, he He felt like the other party was really teasing him.
Song Yan ignored the insults of the old man in black robes, but said calmly: "His breath will last for half a quarter of an hour at most before it falls to the bottom. Therefore, the sooner I take action, the greater the hope that he will break through to the Holy Sea. If I wait, His aura has dropped back to its original point, and even if I want to help him, there is nothing I can do!"
"Can you really help Taichu break through?" The old man in white stared at him and asked.
"Anyway, his failure to break through has become a settled matter. It depends on whether you believe me!" Song Yan responded unhurriedly.
"Senior brother, don't be deceived by this kid. He is only in the late stage of Jufu. How could he have that kind of ability!" The old man in black robe glared at Song Yan fiercely and said to the old man in white robe.
"Yes, Supreme Sect Master, this person's origin is unknown, we cannot believe it!"
Other elders also spoke one after another.
But the old man in white robe did not speak. He was silent for a long time and looked at Song Yan sharply: "If you can help Taichu break through, I, the Jade Emperor Sect, owe you a favor!"
"I don't need any favors, I just need you to agree to one condition!" Song Yan said with a smile.
"What conditions?"
"It's not too late until I help him break through to the Holy Sea!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yan stepped out and arrived at the attic. Seeing this, the old man in black robe couldn't help but said: "Brother, do you really believe this kid's lies?"
A complicated look flashed in the eyes of the old man in white robes: "This is a hope after all. Besides, this is the Jade Emperor Sect. If that kid dares to deceive us, huh...!" At this point, a powerful wave of anger flashed in the eyes of the old man in white robes. Murderous intent.
After hearing what the old man in white robe said, the old man in black robe couldn't help but nodded and stopped speaking.
In the attic.
Zhang Taichu had given up the attack, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, his expression was extremely lost, and his aura was falling rapidly like a roller coaster.
"Who are you? Who let you in?"
Seeing Song Yan, Zhang Taichu's eyes flashed with anger and murderous intent. As the leader of the Jade Emperor Sect, how could he let others see his soulless side.
"I'm here to help you!" Song Yan said lightly.
"Help me? What can you help me with?" Zhang Taichu sneered, with a hint of disdain, but there was hope deep in his eyes.
"If you believe I can help you, I will take action. If you don't believe it, I will turn around and leave. It depends on your choice!" Song Yan looked at the other party with a smile, waiting for his choice.
"Please help me, Your Excellency!"
Although Zhang Taichu had deep doubts in his heart, there were too many temptations to break through, and he would seize even the smallest hope, so he stood up and bowed deeply to Song Yan.
"Wise choice!"
Song Yan raised the corner of his mouth, threw out hundreds of spiritual crystals, and arranged a formation in the attic. With the formation of the formation, Zhang Taichu's falling breath actually stabilized.
Feeling this, Zhang Taichu couldn't help but be overjoyed, and the two old men in black and white outside the attic also looked extremely surprised.
The author's digression: Second update, thank you to the two people who have traveled alone thousands of miles in wisdom and life for their generous rewards (to be continued)