Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 131 The Changes of the Hundred Worlds Book
After seeing off the two True Lords from the Pure Land and the Taoist Court, True Lord Qingcheng Feixue looked at Lu Yang. His eyes, as big as the sun and the moon, seemed to be thinking about something.

".Haha, the sect has a new real person, which is a happy event."

As soon as the words fell, True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue smiled sweetly and released Lu Yang from his palm: "Go back to see Chongguang, and inform all the sects in Jiangbei on the way."

After saying this, the magnificent Dharma body that filled the heaven and earth and stretched for tens of thousands of miles dissipated.

Lu Yang then exhaled deeply, only to see Qin Tianhe, Xu Xin, Jiaolong Taoist and other disciples of the Holy Sect flying over cautiously.

"Disciple has seen the real person!"

Compared to before the battle to seize the Dao, the status of all the true disciples has been significantly improved, especially Chongming. At first glance, Lu Yang thinks that he has at least a 50% chance of winning the foundation building.

"Get up."

Lu Yang raised his hand and said with a smile, "This place is located at the junction of Jiangdong, Jiangxi, and Jiangbei. It will take a long time to return to the sect. Do you need me to give you a ride?"

"Thank you for your kindness, Immortal." Xu Xin hurriedly shook his head. "We have to go to the front line, so we won't go back. But perhaps the young master needs something?"

Chongming immediately frowned when he heard this: "No need!"

"Forget it then."

Lu Yang chuckled lightly, without any airs. After all, among the disciples of the Holy Sect present, one day there might be a Foundation Establishment Master like him.

Even in the Holy Sect, true disciples have some status. Although they are still used as talents in most cases, at least they are not consumables that can be discarded at any time. True disciples will also be more careful when using them and will not completely ignore their life and death.

Having said that, there is still a thick barrier between real people.

Therefore, after meeting Lu Yang and paying their respects, all the true disciples left one after another. Only Chongming stayed where he was, looking at Lu Yang helplessly.

"What else?" Lu Yang looked confused.

"Real person."

Chongming lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "That Bagua plate was given to me by my father. It can conceal the secrets of heaven and is my disciple's personal treasure. Please return it to me, Master."

Lu Yang was stunned when he heard this, and then he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Then he reached into his arms, took out the Bagua plate that he had borrowed from Chongming in order to calculate the location of the Dao Court, and returned it.

"Sorry, I forgot about it because I didn't check it."

"No, thank you so much, Master."

Chongming took the Bagua plate respectfully and cursed in his heart: If I don’t tell this person, this immortal will probably keep the magic weapon for himself!
Even if he hadn't revealed his father Shigemitsu's background, this person might have pretended not to know!

It's simply shameless!
Looking at Lu Yang again, he looked normal and had a clear conscience. Chongming was secretly critical but also felt helpless. He was worthy of being a true master of our Holy Sect.

After a moment, Lu Yang watched Chongming leave with a look of regret, but he did not rush back to the Holy Sect. Instead, he turned his gaze to the [Book of a Hundred Worlds]. In fact, as early as when he successfully built his foundation, the [Book of a Hundred Worlds] had changed, but because the True Lord was above him, he did not dare to show any abnormality.

Now is a good time to check it out.

The next second, as Lu Yang's mind moved slightly, the information belonging to him in the [Book of Hundred Worlds] emerged, but there were many changes compared to before.

[Name: Lv Yang]

【Shouyuan: 35】

[Cultivation: Early stage of foundation building]

[Talent: Dual Cultivation Prodigy (White), Awesome (Purple)]

[Daoist Foundation: Wancheng Yulong Daoist Foundation]

[Supernatural power: none]

[Treasures: Blood Sun Sword Pill (scrapped), Xiantian Yiqi (superior rare treasure), Wanling Banner (inferior spiritual treasure)]

[Number of pages in Baishi Book: 93]

[Number of Anchor Points: 1] Lu Yang's eyes immediately focused on the last newly added [Number of Anchor Points]. This was the gift from the [Book of Hundred Worlds] after breaking through the foundation.

An opportunity to archive!

In this way, when you restart, you don't need to go back to the day when you first joined the sect, but can freely choose which anchor point to restart from.

In this way, there is much more room for operation!
For example, the current anchor point is the Holy Sect, so in the next life he can go to Jiange and start from Jiange!

However, Lu Yang still needed to think carefully about how to do it, so he did not rush to use this anchor point, but continued to look at the panel.

In addition to the number of anchor points, the [Skills] on the panel were replaced by [Taoism Foundation], and the [Magic Powers] column was even more exaggerated, it was actually directly cleared.

"In other words, even great magical powers are no longer that important to those who are building a foundation. They are basically just common fighting methods. I think that's true. How quickly can a true person who has built a foundation cultivate great magical powers? There's no such thing as a cheap thing. It's normal for things that are easy to cultivate to have low gold content."

This aspect reflects the advantage of having a sect background.

Lu Yang inherits the tradition of witchcraft and ghosts, and has also listened to the words and deeds of the ancestor You. When he returns to the Jietian Cloud Sea, he will probably be able to get guidance from the real person of the Holy Sect.

Isn’t this much more promising than being a struggling independent cultivator?
Thinking of this, Lu Yang did not stop any longer. He turned around and released the golden auspicious cloud again. He rode the wind and fled towards the direction of Shengzong.

In an instant, a spiritual tide thousands of miles long rose above the sky.

After all, Lu Yang didn't dare to forget the instructions of Master Qingcheng Feixue. He didn't hide his aura at all along the way. His movements were as rapid as thunder and lightning, just like the sun and the moon passing through the sky.

Almost simultaneously, throughout Jiangbei, the foundation-building masters of the immortal races in the various sects under the Holy Sect's jurisdiction all felt the same. They looked up at the sky with envy in their eyes: "The Holy Sect has produced another foundation-building master, and judging by his powerful mana, he's likely another leader among his peers."

The First Holy Sect, with clouds connecting to the sky.

On the Holy Fire Cliff, Master Chongguang was meditating and regulating his breathing when he suddenly woke up. He then counted with his fingers, and a comfortable smile appeared between his brows:
"Good! Very good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Master Chongguang wave his sleeves, snap his fingers like thunder, and the powerful magic power fell directly onto a huge bell on the top of the Holy Fire Cliff.

In an instant, the sound of bells and chimes spread throughout the sea of ​​clouds.

As the sound of the bells and chimes spread, the first to react were the four inner peaks. The four peak masters were awakened from their retreat almost at the same time.

In the past, most of the Immortals of the Holy Sect were elusive and would not show up unless necessary. However, after hearing the sound of the bells and chimes, all the Immortals who were currently in retreat in the Holy Sect revealed their aura and transformed into rays of clear light that penetrated the clouds and mountains and went straight into the sky!
Such a movement immediately caused the sea of ​​clouds to shake.

Countless Qi Refining disciples knelt on the ground with expressions of awe on their faces, while at the same time they were secretly communicating with each other, trying to guess what had happened.

In the northern border, the Shenwu Sect, which was already on the decline, was even more terrified.

After the incident at Skull Mountain, the Shenwu Sect suffered heavy losses and was almost trapped. The Holy Sect kept it purely for training of its own disciples.

When the Saint Sect's True Immortals burst out with their aura, the remaining True Immortals of the Shenwu Sect thought that the Saint Sect had finally made up its mind to exterminate them, and they appeared in shock and anger, each with a determined look on their face, ready to fight to the death. Until they found that no True Immortal of the Saint Sect had come, they fell into confusion again.

The sea of ​​clouds reaches the sky, inside the Butian Peak.

"Dad, what happened?"

".After many years, someone else has established a foundation."

In response to his daughter Chen Shuqian's question, the master of Butian Peak was silent for a moment, walked out of the retreat cave, and looked up at the golden auspicious cloud that stretched for thousands of miles.

At this moment, his expression was slightly complicated.

"Panlong's inheritance? Who is this person? He hid it from me and Panlong. He was able to build a foundation with such a huge cause and effect. What kind of person could he be?"

"And he has the Panlong inheritance. What about Zhao Xuhe?"

The more the Lord of Butian Peak thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The cause and effect that he had calculated clearly in the past now had a sense of inexplicable confusion.

He felt extremely wary of this new immortal from the Holy Sect.

Thinking of this, the master of Butian Peak even felt a little relieved.

At least he had not had any disputes with the newly promoted Immortal over the matter of "Nine Transformations Dragon Art", nor did he have any huge hatred.

(End of this chapter)