In the ancient golden avenue, the roar of the avenue continued. Ye Futian moved forward forcefully, using all the Taoism in his body to strengthen his power to the extreme, crossing the golden ancient road with an extremely strong posture and reaching the end.
The illusory statues collapsed and shattered, and the pressure that fell on the body finally disappeared. Ye Futian stood at the end of the ancient road and in front of the sacred palace.
A sacred and solemn atmosphere enveloped this space, and a solemn and ancient atmosphere could be faintly felt. This made Ye Futian more and more certain that this place was most likely an extremely important place in the palace. By mistake, he regarded it as... Breaking into a place of enlightenment and practice.
Before, he thought it was a place of ordinary enlightenment, but he never imagined that it would be so difficult to break in. Looking at the intensity, could any of the disciples in the palace be able to step into it
Even if there is no one, he still believes it.
But there seemed to be someone in front.
The door of the ethereal sacred palace is open, but the figure is sitting outside the palace. He is dressed very simply, and his hair is draped on his shoulders. He is sitting on the top of the stairs with his eyes closed, and there is no breath coming out of his body. Although Ye Futian came here, he seemed to be completely unaware and still sat there quietly, as if he was the only one in the world.
Ye Futian glanced at the person in front of the palace on the stairs. What he saw was a figure from behind. Although he did not recognize this person, he felt that this person was lonely. Sitting there, he felt aloof and independent. The feeling is that the world is in turmoil, but he is the only one.
What kind of state is this
In fact, people couldn't bear to disturb his practice. It seemed that making even the slightest noise was a sin here.
Ye Futian stood there quietly for a moment, then slowly raised his steps and walked up the stairs, step by step, towards the place above. After a while, he came behind the figure, facing the place in front of him. A sacred and ethereal palace, a palace with a mysterious atmosphere.
The person sitting there cultivating, has he already entered
This person seems to have been sitting here for a long time, so he should have been in there.
Ye Futian looked at him again, and seeing that the other party still didn't respond, he raised his steps and prepared to walk past him.
"Aren't you a disciple of the Shrine?" At this moment, a voice came out. It was the mysterious figure who had been sitting there who spoke. His voice was clear and powerful, as if it could be imprinted into other people's minds.
Even though he was talking, he still sat there with his eyes closed, not looking back or looking at Ye Futian.
"No." Ye Futian responded: "I was invited by the shrine to come and prove the Tao, and then I entered the shrine to practice and came here."
"Excuse me, where is this place?" Ye Futian asked. He became more and more curious about what kind of place this place was. It was mysterious, solemn, and solemn. Even the most talented and evil people could not come here at all.
"Ancestral land, temple." The man responded. Ye Futian trembled slightly when he heard his words. Even though he guessed that this was an unusual place, he was still shocked when he heard the other party's response.
The ancestral land of the shrine, the temple.
The Shrine is the first holy place for preaching in the Shangxiao Realm, and the most prestigious holy place for spiritual practice in the Shangxiao Realm, and this is the ancestral land of the Shrine.
No wonder it is so difficult to enter. Just the river and the ancient road can block the way for most people. It is basically impossible for the disciples of the shrine to come here.
He was an accident, and the figure sitting in front of him should be an exception.
"Since you are not a disciple of the Shrine, you should not enter the ancestral land of the Shrine. Go back." The figure continued to speak. His voice seemed extremely calm, without a trace of waves, as if he was saying an extremely ordinary thing, and his tone was calm. Any emotion.
Ye Futian didn't get angry when he heard the other party's words. In fact, what the other party said was not rude. The ancestral land is of great significance to the cultivation forces. It is different from ordinary cultivation places and may really be the core inheritance.
Since he has not worshiped in the shrine to practice Taoism and is not a disciple of the shrine, it is indeed inappropriate to say that he has entered the ancestral land to seek inheritance.
However, after spending so much effort to get here and not entering in front of the door, I am still somewhat reluctant.
Although in principle it is inconvenient to enter the ancestral land of the shrine, after all, the shrine did not stop it. The person who led him also said that he could go wherever he could, so he came here with his own ability. As long as he could enter the ancestral land, even if he did Well, it doesn’t count as breaking the rules of the shrine.
"I still want to go in and have a look." Ye Futian said, but the other party did not respond.
Ye Futian looked forward, raised his feet, walked towards the temple, and said a voice: "Non-disciples of the temple should not enter the ancestral land of the temple, but the seniors of the temple once said that as long as you can enter, you can enter. Then, I’m sorry.”
With that said, he continued to move forward, wanting to enter the ancestral land.
"You are right, as long as you can enter, you can enter. However, whether you can enter the temple is not your decision?" At this time, a disembodied voice came and fell in Ye Futian's eardrums. He saw He glanced at the person in front of him and frowned. The person speaking was not the other person.
Is there anyone else in the temple
His forward steps stopped and his eyes focused on the temple.
"What's your name?" The ethereal voice came again, and this time he had a vague feeling that the speaker seemed to be the temple itself, not the figure in front of him, but someone using the temple to speak.
"What a well in Taixuan Mountain." Ye Futian responded.
"Wrong." The other party responded, and Ye Futian showed a strange look and said, "What's wrong?"
"You are not a practitioner from Taixuan Mountain, nor are you from Shijing." The other party said.
Ye Futian's heart trembled slightly, a strange color suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he focused in front of him.
"I did come from Taixuan Mountain." Ye Futian responded.
"Everything is an illusion. Does coming from Taixuan Mountain have to be real?" The other party continued. Ye Futian understood that his disguise might have been discovered by the other party. He had an illusion that he was standing in this temple. In front of him, he was enveloped by that sacred aura, as if he didn't have any secrets.
Everything will be easily seen through.
"What is true and what is false?" Ye Futian said: "True or false, does it matter?"
It doesn't really matter what his identity is. The Shrine does not participate in external disputes, so why should it care about who he is.
Whether they come from Taixuan Mountain or from the Heavenly Mandate Realm, there is no difference to the Divine Palace.
The other party was silent for a moment, as if thinking about Ye Futian's words. After a moment, a sigh came from the temple.
"You are right, what is true and what is false, the world is false, the road is nothingness, what is the point of pursuing the truth." After a moment of silence, the other party sighed softly. This sigh made people feel... A sense of desolation.
Ye Futian showed a strange expression when he heard this.
What does it mean
The world is all false and the avenue is nothingness
He doesn't understand.
"Junior doesn't understand." Ye Futian looked forward and said.
"Why do you practice?" The other party did not respond to Ye Futian's words, but asked, why do you practice.
Ye Futian is also asking himself, why practice
He thought for a moment, but found that he didn't understand anything.
"In the past, I have practiced for many things, and it is the same now. However, my current mentality may be that I have to practice. There are too many things that need to be practiced." Ye Futian sighed with emotion, as if he had no memory of practicing. Original intention.
for what? The pride of being born an emperor
He seemed to have forgotten that he had ever had such lofty ambitions.
So now, if you want to ask him why he practices, there are many. Time is holding him back and moving forward, he has already had to practice.
"I have to practice!"
A whisper came out, seemingly chewing on Ye Futian's answer.
This sound tells the story of so many vicissitudes of life.
At the end of the world's practice, how many people still remember their original intention? There are too many people who have no choice but to practice.
If you are sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat. There is no retreat at all.
The mysterious aura disappeared, and the ethereal voice seemed to no longer exist.
"Senior." Ye Futian asked, but there was no response.
"Can juniors enter?" Ye Futian asked, but there was still no response, as if the other party had completely fallen into silence, letting Ye Futian make his own choice.
At most, he might not interfere.
"Senior didn't say anything, but this junior just agreed." Ye Futian bowed slightly and said. Since he didn't say he didn't agree, it was naturally up to him. As long as he can get in, he can get in.
With that said, Ye Futian continued to move forward.
Ye Futian passed by the figure sitting there and wanted to walk past him. However, at this moment, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and an extremely powerful power of the avenue fell on him. He had to stop.
Turning his eyes slowly, Ye Futian looked at the figure sitting there, releasing an extremely bright divine light on the other person's body.
"Boom..."
An extremely wild aura hit Ye Futian's body, and even rushed into his mind. The aura of the avenue in his body roared, as if he was being threatened by an extremely strong intention, so he roared.
The young man who had been sitting there opened his eyes and looked forward.
Since you are not a disciple of the Shrine, it is naturally inconvenient for you to enter the ancestral land of the Shrine!
(End of chapter)