I practice the Tao by blind practice

Chapter 876 Sword Repair
If it was a different place, Long Ao had just obtained a mid-grade innate spirit treasure, and everyone who saw this scene might have jumped on it with screams, and started fighting with him directly.

However, this place is the Panhuang Palace, and Panhuang Patriarch, the Hunyuan power, sits on the high platform at the head of the main hall.

Do it directly in front of him, to snatch the innate spirit treasure he just rewarded to others...

Such a thing, no one dares to think about it, and no one dares to actually put it into action.

"On the Dao of Poison, I have really started and comprehended a lot of things. Patriarch, please accept me into your sect."

"It is my honor to be your named disciple, Patriarch, and it is the supreme blessing that I have cultivated for thousands of lives."

"Meet the teacher!"

……

Coveting the rewards Long Ao got, but unable to do anything, the only thing everyone in the hall can do now is to follow Long Ao and kowtow to the Patriarch Panhuang on the high platform in front of him.

Although, when it comes to power, ordinary innate spirit treasures are not necessarily stronger than acquired spirit treasures.

However, in terms of value, the innate spirit treasure that can be used to kill corpses is naturally much more precious than the acquired spirit treasure.

Among the people in the hall, many of them have been stuck in Daluo Jinxian for countless years.

In terms of combat power and various perceptions of the rules, their savings are actually enough to support them to go further.

The reason why they have been stuck at this stage and unable to advance an inch is very simple, because they don't have the innate spirit treasure needed to kill the corpse.

Not only Da Luo Jinxian, but also quasi-sages.

If one wanted to achieve enlightenment by beheading three corpses, one innate spirit treasure would be consumed every time one beheads a corpse.

The mid-grade innate spirit treasure that Panhuang Patriarch bestowed on Long Ao was also very attractive to those quasi-sages.

In the past, the various benefits that the ancestor Panhuang said about being worshiped under his sect had already made everyone excited, and it was already a little hard to hold on.

That is to say, holding on to their own identities, kowtowing in front of everyone in the hall to worship the teacher, they feel that they can't let go of their figure, so they have been hesitant.

Now, Long Ao had made a good start, the golden light stone, the innate spiritual treasure bestowed to him by the Panhuang Patriarch, completely became the last straw that overwhelmed everyone.

In just a few moments, the hall was buzzing, and the person who was about to worship Panhuang Patriarch and become his disciple had already knelt down.

Even among the people who really occupied the nine futons, there were three or four who were willing to worship under the ancestor of Panhuang, so they knelt down on the ground.

"Congratulations, you made a very wise choice!"

"After a few years, when you think back on this decision today, I believe that absolutely no one will regret it."

"Since you call me teacher, I will not be stingy in terms of meeting etiquette!"

……

Seeing the scene in front of him, the Patriarch Panhuang, who did not show any emotional fluctuations on his face, had a few more smiles on his lips.

When the words fell, he waved his hand.

The colorful and different colors of divine light slowly flew towards the people who were kowtowing and worshiping their masters under the main hall.

Each divine light represents a treasure.

For a powerful Hunyuan like Panhuang Patriarch, although the treasures such as the Xiantian Lingbao this time are nothing, it is difficult for the landlord's family to have much food left.

After all, although not everyone in the hall was kowtowing to worship their teacher, there were as many as two to three hundred people who were willing to become disciples of Panhuang's ancestor.

It would definitely be unrealistic for Panhuang Patriarch to come up with so many innate spiritual treasures in one go.

At this moment, the treasures bestowed by him to everyone under his sect are basically all kinds of spiritual objects and acquired spiritual treasures.

Only the three quasi-sages who occupied the futon, whom he promised to be his own disciples, and who had already begun to kowtow to worship their teachers, were rewarded with a good-grade innate spirit treasure by the Panhuang Patriarch alone.

There are three, six, and nine classes of people. As a direct disciple, the treatment he can enjoy is naturally more generous than that of a registered disciple. This situation is understandable.

It is also reasonable that Long Ao, who was the first to worship under the ancestor of Panhuang, would be rewarded with an innate spirit treasure before the others.

The rest of those who worshiped under Pan Huang's patriarch might feel envy, jealousy and hatred in their hearts, but they could understand and could barely accept this result.

"After passing this village, this store will disappear."

"Where are you guys? Still hesitating?"

"I am a great Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, and I become my disciple. Does this make you feel unacceptable?"

Restraining the smile on his face, Patriarch Panhuang's eyes fell on Chen Hai, Li Xuanfeng and others who had not yet kowtowed to their masters on the nine futons in front of him.

When he spoke, he seemed to be very calm, but there was a hint of displeasure in his words.

The reason why these nine futons were placed in the Panhuang hall was that the ancestors of Panhuang had the intention of testing everyone.

Hundreds of people successfully entered the Panhuang Palace, but in the end only nine people managed to occupy the futon.

strength?Luck?or other...

In the eyes of Panhuang Patriarch, no matter what the reason was, since these nine people could sit safely on the futon, they were the best among the crowd.

Because of the importance they attached to them, the Panhuang Patriarch obviously invested more in them.

But now, among the nine, only three of them kowtowed to their teacher and agreed to become his disciples. He was obviously dissatisfied with this result.

Being stared at by Pan Huang Patriarch like this, Chen Hai felt a lot of pressure, he lowered his head and said nothing.

To be honest, right after the sermon was over, he already had the thought of leaving in his heart.

It's just that, seeing that the other people on the futon didn't move at all, he, who always likes to keep a low profile, doesn't want to be this early bird at all.

"It is my luck to be able to step into the Chaos Disk Palace outside the sky and listen to your preaching."

"In a hundred years, I have benefited a lot. I will always remember the kindness my ancestors showed me."

"It's a pity that what I'm after is the supreme swordsmanship, and what I yearn for is the scene where the sword's qi spans thirty thousand miles, and the light of a sword chills the nineteen continents."

"Ancestor, your way of poisoning does not match my way of swordsmanship. I can only learn from it. It is impossible to really abandon the way of swords and go to the way of poisoning."

"terribly sorry……"

Among them, there were two quasi-sages who kowtowed to their teachers.

However, when the two of them were kneeling in front of Panhuang Patriarch, Li Xuanfeng took a step forward inappropriately.

He clasped his fists at the ancestor Panhuang on the high platform in front of him, and after saluting respectfully, he flicked his sleeves, turned around, and walked towards the direction of the gate of Panhuang Palace.

A person who can become a sword cultivator has a pure mind, doesn't have so much extravagance, and likes to be straightforward when doing things.

Li Xuanfeng's behavior at this moment is not surprising to a pure swordsman, and it is indeed reasonable.

(End of this chapter)