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Chapter 437: Nine Thousand Years Old, Seven Saints of Yuanshan (asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions)
He smiled and said:

"Consider this as my initiation gift to you, my junior brother. With your strength, you can't change the situation on the battlefield. From what I've seen in the battle over there, the human race has the [Four Symbols Sky-Protecting Formation] to protect them, so they can hold out for three to five years. You might as well stay here and cultivate for a while, at least until you reach the fifth realm. Of course, if you want to leave, you can leave at any time."

Lu Chenzhou took the Nine-Aperture Linglong Grass and just by sniffing it, he felt the acupoints in his body become slightly active. This is the highest-level treasure known to mankind that can help open the acupoints, and its value is inestimable.

Lu Chenzhou was in a good mood. During this expedition against the Ape King, by some strange coincidence, he became the direct disciple of the powerful one and obtained the treasure that he had always dreamed of in advance.

"Thank you, Senior. I will practice here for a while. Please keep an eye on the battle over there for me. If the situation becomes critical, please inform me."

Lu Chenzhou knew that if Mr. Turtle was willing to help, this so-called demon trial would not be a problem.

But this goes against the original intention of the regiment trial, and it is probably difficult for Mr. Turtle to take action in this small world.

Mr. Turtle said, "It's a small matter. Let's go. I'll take you to find a place for retreat. As the ancestor's direct disciple, your cultivation level of the fourth realm is really not up to par. Come on, and strive to enter the heavenly realm within three hundred years."

Lu Chenzhou: “…” It seems that Mr. Turtle still doesn’t understand enough about Daxia’s martial arts. If he knew that it took the Dragon King of the Sky a hundred years to enter the heavenly realm, what would he think?

Passing through Yunshan, monkeys comparable to great monsters can be seen everywhere along the way. The weakest one also has the aura of a martial artist. The strength of a newly born baby monkey can be comparable to that of a master of Huajin. Seeing this, Lu Chenzhou asked curiously: "Sir, what is the relationship between these monkeys and the ancestor?"

"These are the descendants of the ape tribe that the ancestor took in in the past. There are lion apes, white apes, drunk apes, water apes... In short, all the great wild spirit apes can be found here. The ancestor is a spirit ape who has attained enlightenment, so he naturally has a preference for these apes. Therefore, as the ancestor's direct disciple, if you encounter a spirit ape outside in the future, there is no need to kill it if it does not endanger your life. You can subdue it and send it to this [Yuanshan Cave Heaven], where it will be disciplined by someone."

"So that's it, Yuanshan Cave Heaven."

"I remember that before I fell asleep, there were still several Heaven Realm Ape Ancestors in the cave. Unfortunately, although the ape tribe had a long lifespan, they also disappeared in the long river of history. Now, there are only some Sea Realm ones left in the cave. They should be their descendants... Alas, throughout this world, I am the only one left."

Mr. Turtle sighed.

A thousand-year-old turtle lives ten thousand years.

When I woke up, everything had changed.

Who can understand this feeling?
Lu Chenzhou asked curiously:
"Sir, how big is this cave?"

Mr. Turtle said, "Not big. The sky is thirty miles high, the earth is a thousand miles thick, the north and south are three thousand miles, and the east and west are four thousand miles... When the ancestor was alive, he always modestly said that his talent was dull and not as good as humans. Alas, compared to the ancestor, I am stupid. Abandoning the long lifespan frozen in hibernation, I have been practicing for nine thousand years since I embarked on the path of Taoism, and I have barely reached the eighth realm. Among the [Seven Saints of Yuanshan] in the past, I, the old turtle, had the worst talent. I was obviously the oldest, but I had the lowest cultivation. It was really embarrassing... If I could step into the ninth realm, this cave heaven would be big enough to evolve into a real world, like stars hanging high in the sky."

"How old are you?"

Lu Chenzhou's eyes were shocked.

"Nine thousand years old."

"The history of the human race in this world is only ten thousand years."

“In fact, the history of the human race in this world is longer than you think. To be precise, the history of your era that has written records is ten thousand years... But a long time ago, there were other human civilizations that failed to escape the world cycle and fell in the catastrophe of the era. The traces of civilization were also cleared. This is the [Civilization Reincarnation].

It's not just your world, the same is true for other human beings in the Three Thousand Possa Worlds. If they fail to escape the world cycle, they will eventually face the catastrophe of the end of the law, civilization will be reshuffled, and history will have a major fault... Never mind, it's better not to mention these. Anyway, with the destruction of the God Court, the old order is all in the past tense. The universe will breed new vitality and order in the great destruction. What will the next thousand or ten thousand years be like? No one knows. I only know that if the revival of the stars and gods cannot be curbed, what will greet us is a strange and terrifying era of stars."

Lu Chenzhou knew that what Mr. Turtle said were some ancient secrets that many sword spirits did not know.

After all, the sword spirit is just a sword...

When he sets foot in the heavenly realm and stands shoulder to shoulder with the Dragon King and his companions, he will be able to explore the dusty ancient history and perhaps find a chance to break through to level eight or nine among the ruins.

Finally... become a god!
"By the way, let me tell you the story of our [Seven Saints of Yuanshan]..." Mr. Turtle seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, his eyes were leisurely, and he recalled the past. "The ancestor became a powerful person, teaching everyone. He once accepted seven talented practitioners who had achieved enlightenment through the use of strange beasts. I was the first one. Because I came from the Bashui River in the west of the Great Wilderness, the ancestor gave me the name [Baxi Hou]. I also have six junior brothers, who are also strange species, but their talents are far better than mine..."

After listening, Lu Chenzhou suddenly remembered the legend of the "Seven Saints of Shu Mountain" that was circulated in the Shushan area, because the name of the Seven Saints of Yuanshan was quite similar to the Seven Saints.

"Senior, have you been to Xiajie before?" "I don't remember. Xiajie is just your name. Before the God War, the seven of us followed our ancestor to travel around the three thousand worlds, doing justice and righteousness, and traveled the world, leaving a good name in many places. The ancestor said that there is nothing eternal in this world. The sea can dry up, the stone can rot, and even the innate gods will eventually die. However, life and civilization can find their own way out in countless catastrophes. It is better to leave some legends in the world. If there are still people who remember them thousands of years later, it can be regarded as another kind of immortality..."

"The ancestor is open-minded... In the world where I live, there are also legendary deeds left by my predecessors, which are also imitated by us martial artists and passed down as titles. However, in the Xia Realm, Ba Xi Hou is not a predecessor, but a white ape."

Lu Chenzhou told the story of the Seven Saints of Shu Mountain.
"Hahaha, the Three Thousand Worlds were not isolated islands in the Great Wilderness. Strong men who had broken through the void often visited each other. Legends blended and passed on by word of mouth, so there would always be deviations. Compared to my lively and aggressive junior brothers, I was indeed not well-known in the ancient times."

As they chatted, the two came to an island suspended in the void, where rare birds and beasts lived. In the outside world, these were the mounts that many martial artists dreamed of.

“This was originally the dojo of [Fushan Jun], who was one of the top three strongest of the Seven Saints and had already traveled far in the Eight Realms, but ultimately died in the God War.

The tiger-shaped fist you practiced does have some of the charm of a mountain lion. This will be the place for your future retreat.

There are hundreds of acres of medicinal fields in the dojo, but they are neglected and have been abandoned. There should be some precious medicines, which you can use at will. There is also a miniature vein of top-grade Yuan ore under the dojo, which can gather the pure power of heaven and earth by itself, making this place more suitable for us to practice Qi. It should also be of some use to you, so don't destroy it. "

Lu Chenzhou was shocked.

"Top-grade ore?"

This is a rare treasure in the world.

The value of a top-grade mineral vein, even if it is tiny, exceeds the sum of the mid- and low-grade ones in the small world.

Mr. Turtle said proudly:

"There are not many top-grade mineral veins in the Great Wilderness, and most of them are controlled by the Divine Court. The remaining part is occupied by the powerful people of the Four Heavenly Sects and the Sea and Mountain Alliance. The ancestor used the method of "Nine Lords Moving Mountains" to divide the mineral vein he owned into different micro-veins and hid them in this small world for the Seven Saints and the creatures in the cave to use when they break through the realm.

As long as the top-grade mineral veins are not destroyed, they can form a balance that is sufficient for a certain number of practitioners to use sustainably. Of course, with your Sea Realm cultivation, you naturally cannot directly absorb the top-grade Creation Qi, as that would cause your body to explode and die. I have sealed the mineral veins with a magic array, and the Creation Qi that is usually dissipated and diluted countless times is enough for you to practice. With this Qi, you don’t need to take regular cultivation medicines, as medicines are three-quarters poisonous. If you accumulate too much, it will become an obstacle to breaking through the realm in the future.”

When Lu Chenzhou landed on the island, he felt all the pores in his body relax, and he naturally absorbed the vital energy of nature that was free around him, which made his blood boil. He couldn't help but moan in comfort. The effect was immediate.

"After a year of retreat here, my Qi and blood will reach their limit. Moreover, this high-grade Qi can also promote the opening of the mind. With the help of [Nine-aperture Linglong Grass], I can break through the fifth shackles in a year and a half at the latest... The battle group has the support of the magic circle, so I don't need to rush. I will talk about breaking through the fifth level here first. Moreover, this is just a trial. The Council of All Nations must be observing secretly and will not let the battle group suffer heavy losses."

After thinking for a while, Lu Chenzhou asked, "Sir, can only direct disciples live in this place?"

It would be a bit of a waste if he was the only one enjoying it. It would be better if Master and others could come as well, and bring his parents in as well, so that they could be influenced by the spiritual energy and live longer.

Although they had only met for a short time, Mr. Gui had already seen through Lu Chenzhou's character from his words and actions and knew what he wanted to do.

"Personal disciples can bring some family members to live here. If your cultivation is too high, it is best not to have more than three people, so as not to divide your vitality and affect your cultivation. If your cultivation is very low, it doesn't matter. But it should not be too many, disturbing the tranquility of this cave and involving too many causes and effects."

"Senior, how high is too high?"

"Heavenly Realm."

Lu Chenzhou was overjoyed.

"Junior understands."

Among his relatives and friends, the only one with high cultivation level is Principal Wang. The others are no more than Grandmasters. Even if there are 100 people like Master Ji who have broken through the second level of cultivation, they can't absorb much vitality. In this way, although Wang Xian is only an outer disciple, he can also practice in a top-level dojo.

Of course, other benefits are still at the external level.

In this way, Lu Chenzhou became the eighteenth direct disciple of the master of Yuanshan Dongtian.

(End of this chapter)