The Lord of Thunder

Chapter 545 Figure it out
"The entire mountain is filled with scriptures. Only when this mountain shines with brilliance, with light reaching the sky and a fairy-like aura lingering around, will the inheritance appear..."

The old master introduced himself to Xiao Ping'an and talked about some of Zhuo Feng's past.

“Ten thousand years ago, there was an inheritance. An ancient great being obtained the secret of the word ‘Jie’ when the inheritance had not yet appeared. Later, he obtained the inheritance of the great way of nature and eventually became a sage.” said the old master.

"He said twelve words before he died!"

"A great achievement is like a lack, a great gain is like a rush, a great skill is like a clumsy one!..."

Xiao Ping'an sat cross-legged here, a huge divine consciousness rushed out, constantly exploring the entire mountain.

Since the entire mountain is a scripture, there must be clues. Xiao Ping'an searched carefully and indeed found some Taoist patterns.

But he knew that this was not the key to unlocking the inheritance.

There is not a single magical medicine or spiritual root on the entire mountain. It is really like a desolate mountain.

Looking at the croaking crows flying up from the tree and circling over the Zhuofeng Mountain, Xiao Ping'an suddenly had an idea.

He waved his hand and caught all nine black crows.

"You are the weapon gods of Zhuogong, right?"

“Quack…”

"I need my humble bow now to open the inheritance of this main peak. Tell me where my humble bow is? Please help me open the inheritance!"

“Quack…”

"Please ask the senior god of weapons, the humble bow, to appear and start the inheritance!"

“Quack…”

"..."

No matter what Xiao Ping'an said to the crows, they just croaked.

Xiao Ping'an was also irritated.

"Fuck you, you are so shameless!"

"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap..."

Xiao Ping'an beat the nine crows fiercely, making them vomit blood, stagger, and unable to stand, almost falling to the ground.

"Where is Zhuo Gong? Get out here right now!" Xiao Ping'an shouted loudly.

"If you don't come out, I will crush these nine black crows to death!"

Then Xiao Ping'an waved his big palm and slapped the crows on the face one by one.

The nine croaking crows were stunned and vomited blood.

Listening to them yelling, Xiao Ping'an felt that they were all cursing, and the curses were very ugly.

"Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap..."

The nine crows were beaten unconscious by Xiao Ping'an, their mouths and eyes were crooked, and they kept twitching on the ground.

Seeing that there was no movement, Xiao Ping'an grabbed nine black crows, held them in his hands, and clasped his hands together.

With a puff, nine crows exploded.

At this time, all I heard was a nest of badgers running out of their den with a howl.

A terrifying energy wave came from the badger cave.

Along with the croaking sounds of crows, rays of black light rose from the badger's den.

The clumsy bow appeared.

Just like a scorching sun, it exudes the terrifying pressure of a saint.

The disciples and senior leaders of Taixuan Sect were all shocked.

Nine divine arrows as scorching as the sun appeared from the bow, pointing directly at Xiao Ping'an.

It exudes the mysterious power of a saint and possesses incredible strength.

The nine crows appeared from the void again and merged into one with the nine divine arrows.

The aura of the entire bow rose again, becoming even more powerful.

The space around Xiao Ping'an's body was shaking violently. Xiao Ping'an was not afraid of this holy weapon. He looked at the bow with a smile: "It really is worthy of being a treasure of Taixuan Sect!"

The top leaders of Taixuan Sect were also shocked.

"It really is the legendary ancient bow and arrow!"

"After Zhuofeng's inheritance disappeared, this divine bow also mysteriously disappeared!"

"I never thought that he would reappear in the world today!"

"We have seen these nine crows more than once, but we never thought they were the weapon gods of that magical power!"

As a saint, it is naturally easy for Xiao Ping'an to suppress a holy weapon.

With a wave of his hand, he suppressed the resurrecting divine bow and grabbed it in his hand.

Xiao Ping'an looked at the ancient divine bow whose aura had been restrained. It looked simple and unpretentious.

It was pitch black, as if it had been burned by fire, and there were a few worm holes on it, as if this magical bow would rot at any time.

But this seemingly ordinary and tattered divine bow is actually a holy weapon.

The head of Taixuan Sect bowed to Xiao Ping'an and said, "Congratulations, Saint, you have the key to unlock the inheritance!"

Xiao Pingan nodded: "I will try to open this inheritance right now!"

Xiao Ping'an placed this magic bow on the ninth-level ladder.

I saw the nine-step ladder, and the light on it was flowing like water, engulfing the divine bow.

Then the entire divine bow began to leap with flames and burn fiercely.

"As the legend says, the mountain is the scripture and the bow is the root. This magical bow is the key to unlocking the inheritance!"

The flames continued to jump, and soon the divine bow merged into the ninth-level ladder and disappeared.

When everything calmed down, Xiao Ping'an immediately felt a subtle change.

The aura of the entire mountain became more restrained and dull, as if it had suddenly become hundreds of meters shorter.

The surrounding mountains seemed taller than him.

"I'm about to start the inheritance, Master Hua, you can gather all the disciples in the sect and let them take the opportunity to comprehend the great truth here!" Xiao Ping'an said.

After saying this, he sat cross-legged on the ninth step of the ladder, like a wooden sculpture, motionless.

The head of Taixuan Sect immediately began to gather his disciples to come to Zhuofeng to gain careful insights.

Quack, quack, quack…

Several crows that had burned and melted in the Nine-Step Heavenly Ladder inexplicably reappeared and flew freely in the sky.

They circled above Xiao Ping'an's head from time to time.

Xiao Ping'an knew that if he wanted to inherit the secret techniques here, he didn't need any fairy mist or auspicious colors. As long as he had the corresponding state of mind and was in harmony with it, he could get that kind of inheritance.

These secrets are mixed with the great way of nature. Generally speaking, if you get one, you will also get the other.

A week later, the area between Xiao Ping'an's eyebrows began to glow and become hotter and hotter, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

"Yes, that's the feeling, the feeling that the secret technique is about to appear!"

A void appeared above Xiao Ping'an's head, and it was very quiet there.

It was like a small world there, with the plants flourishing and then withering, sometimes green and crisp, sometimes withering and falling.

The nine-level ladder became hazy and kept getting bigger.

Finally, white clouds appeared one after another, and a large group of palaces appeared.

Xiao Ping'an raised his foot and took a step, and actually entered the palace.

I saw that there were nine palaces in total, and each of them was like a jade building, surrounded by fairy mist and hazy.

At this time, the entire Zhuofeng Mountain became extremely peaceful, as if another world had appeared, constantly evolving, with countless avenues and principles intertwined.

Countless Dao runes are evolving.

All things are full of vitality and go through cycles, from blooming to withering and dying, evolving the cycle of life.

(End of this chapter)