The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 290 Background
"Yes, I never thought that there are so many kingly magical weapons in our sect!" Wan Jianyi said.

"Is this the divine weapon left behind by the successive generations of Slashing Dao Kings in my Sea Moon Holy Land?"

The Sea Moon Saint Lord nodded: "Yes, this is the wealth accumulated by my Sea Moon Holy Land over hundreds of thousands of years!"

"Every magical weapon has a long story and a tortuous legend!"

Wan Jianyi said: "This should only be a part of our holy land's treasure house. There should be more precious treasures in the deeper inner storehouse, right?"

"That's right. The inner treasury not only contains treasures, but also the foundation that is related to the life and death of our holy land. It will not be opened until the moment of life and death crisis!"

"I can't tell you the specifics, but this has always been a secret passed down by word of mouth among the headmasters."

"If that day really comes, everyone will know the secret behind the door!"

Saint Haiyue said: "In this world today, the rise and fall of major holy places and aristocratic families is just a matter of a blink of an eye."

"It's true that we are a powerful holy land, but we must remember that in front of the true Supreme, we will be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye!"

"Now our holy land has stood on Ziwei Star for more than 100,000 years. Do you know what this means?"

"Every once in a while, terrible dark turmoil breaks out in this world, and our Sea Moon Holy Land rises again and again from the brink of destruction!"

"How many high and mighty holy places and noble families are not as lucky as us. These are the results of the hard work of our ancestors!"

After hearing this, Wan Jian was silent for a long time.

He thought of many things. A saint could at least keep the Haiyue Holy Land stable for thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.

Even if he falls, his holy weapons can still benefit future generations.

The holy place or family established after his death can continue safely for a long time with the help of the holy soldiers as long as they do not commit suicide.

However, if no saint appears again in the holy places and aristocratic families of this world, they will inevitably attract the covetousness of the forces that rise later, and may very likely disappear in the long river of time.

It is remarkable that a holy place and a noble family can survive for tens of thousands of years.

A holy place like the Haiyue Holy Land, which has existed for more than 100,000 years, is already one of the best in Ziwei Star in terms of survival ability.

The Sea Moon Holy Land has been developing for more than 100,000 years, has experienced too many things, and has accumulated a lot of heritage.

During these hundreds of thousands of years, countless holy places and aristocratic families have been destroyed, and even the inheritances of some great emperors and ancient kings have been shattered.

The Haiyue Holy Land has developed from the original one main peak to the current seventy-eight main peaks. This is the foundation accumulated by the ancestors of successive generations for future generations.

With so many powerful inheritances, I'm sure that during that turbulent time in history, the ancestors of the Sea Moon Holy Land also grabbed a lot of benefits, right?
This is a world where the strong prey on the weak, strength is respected, and the one with the biggest fist is the rule.

Wan Jianyi thought a lot. Could he also leave a legacy for the Haiyue Holy Land?

The Sea Moon Saint Lord looked at Wan Jianyi and fell into deep thought. After a while, he said, "Wan Jianyi, don't think too much. Don't get stuck in a dead end."

"I say this just to remind you that this world is not as simple as you think."

"We don't act like bad guys, but we must know what the bad guys have done and what methods they have used."

“Although our Sea Moon Holy Land is not the inheritance of those great emperors and ancient kings, we are definitely not weak.”

“Once you leave the Sea Moon Holy Land, no matter who you face, you must remember that the Sea Moon Holy Land is your last support!” said the Sea Moon Saint Lord.

Wan Jian nodded: "Don't worry, Holy Lord, I will definitely work hard to glorify the Holy Land!"

The Sea Moon Saint nodded with satisfaction: "Pick two treasures here, one for attack and one for defense."

After Wan Jianyi finished listening, his mind began to scan carefully. The King's Divine Weapon was a very powerful weapon, which already had some spirituality and could be controlled freely.

Although it is not as magical as the real holy weapon, some very magical Dao patterns have been born inside it.

If the breeding is successful, then the king's magic weapon can naturally evolve into a holy weapon. If the breeding is unsuccessful, then it will naturally remain the king's magic weapon.

After careful selection, Wan Jianyi chose two treasures.

He protected himself with a gray shield which seemed to be made of stone at first glance, but was actually made of a mysterious material, neither gold nor wood, neither jade nor iron.

It is extremely sturdy, and has densely packed mysterious Taoist patterns on it. It is a weapon left behind by a powerful king.

His other weapon of choice was a sword.

The sword was shining with golden light, and the terrifying sword intent was icy cold and piercing, emitting a terrible murderous intent. It was obvious at first glance that it was not an ordinary item.

Wan Jianyi happened to be practicing swordsmanship, although he already had a weapon made of mutton-fat jade magic iron as a gift from the sect.

Since the Holy Lord of Sea Moon was so generous and asked him to choose two kingly divine weapons, he chose a shield and a sword without hesitation.

These are two extremely powerful divine weapons.

"This is your divine weapon for protecting the Dao." The Sea Moon Saint said, "When you have improved your strength and no longer need it, you can give it to your disciples, or return it to the sect's treasury!"

Wan Jianyi nodded solemnly.

The Haiyue Holy Land has never owed Wan Jianyi anything, so after Wan Jianyi becomes powerful, it is only natural for him to repay the sect.

These are the rules that everyone tacitly accepts, and Xiao Ping'an and Wan Jianyi very much agree with these rules.

After all, there is no order without rules, especially for a large sect like the Haiyue Holy Land that has been passed down for more than 100,000 years.

The internal relations are complicated. The main peak of each vein is almost an independently developed mountain, and they are intertwined with each other and have different degrees of closeness.

There are even some dirty conflicts between some mountains, which all require the Sea Moon Holy Lord to mediate and jointly safeguard the interests of the Sea Moon Holy Land and reduce internal friction within the sect.

. . . . . .

After Xiao Ping'an returned to the Haiyue Holy Land, the first thing he did was to visit his master Li Xinghe.

Then he went to visit the Holy Lord of Haiyue, and had a brief exchange with Wan Jianyi.

Since Wan Jianyi was also one of the first lucky disciples admitted to the Saint Valley, they would have a long time to communicate in the future, so Xiao Pingan didn't say much to him.

After giving Wan Jian some brief instructions, he went to Lingyun Peak to find the Holy Son of Haiyue.

Xiao Ping'an and the Holy Son of Haiyue sat on the ground, exchanged their cultivation experiences, and then began to discuss some mundane matters.

"Holy Son Haiyue, I'm going to the Valley of Saints soon. Do you have any other plans?" Xiao Pingan asked.

The Holy Son of Sea Moon was very calm: "I will continue to stay in the Holy Land. I will never step out of the sect until I succeed in killing the Dao!"

Xiao Ping'an felt the aura of the Holy Son of Sea Moon and knew that he was not far from a real breakthrough.

Although he was not successful during his retreat some time ago, all he lacks now is an opportunity to make the leap.

Xiao Ping'an also had a premonition that the Holy Son of Haiyue was not far from being killed.

(End of this chapter)