Vol 11 Chapter 17: 0 Temple appears

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No one would have thought that a magic weapon that had been spent hundreds of years in the previous dynasty was crushed in this way.
The big prince's heart is dripping blood, this is his trump card, once the sacrifice is made, it will be easy to kill the Jindan 18, the incinerator is too domineering, and the domineering is impossible to resist.
He thought that relying on the incinerator, he could defeat Ye Sheng and resolve this crisis.
But now, everything is over.
He was mad with hatred, but Ye Sheng's strength made him difficult to breathe.
The moonlight is bright, the starry sky is vast, and the evening breeze is blowing, making the big prince's brain pain, and the situation is no longer in his control.
The people of the major sects looked at them and didn't want to wait any longer.
Ye Sheng was so powerful that he wanted the prince to open the Hundred Saint Hall.
On his side, there were only ten golden cores with eighteen changes, a comparison, very tragic.
"I lost." For a long time, the eldest prince was aggrieved, unwilling, and angrily said.
He chose to forbear, wait for the opportunity, and go back in revenge.
Champion Hou looked gloomy, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Ye Sheng as if he wanted to swallow people, but he knew that he couldn't do it anymore, he would wait until Ye Sheng revealed his flaws, and rushed forward, killing him with a single blow.
Throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty, all of them looked ugly and didn't say a word. This was very tragic. They were beaten to the door and defeated two masters in a row, forcing them to admit defeat.
On the other hand, the major sects were overjoyed and couldn't help but get excited. The people of Da Zhou surrendered, which meant that the Hundred Saint Hall was about to open.
Ye Sheng was not surprised by this. After the incinerator was smashed, the eldest prince didn't have any confidence to fight him, and if he didn't admit defeat, Ye Sheng would really kill him.
Although it was fine to open the Hundred Saint Hall with Zhuzi's handwritten notes, Ye Sheng didn't want to waste time at all.
Zhuzi's handwriting is not an important magic weapon. Its function is culturally, and then it is to open the Hundred Saints Temple, and Ye Sheng has to get it. You still need to be familiar with it. The time wasted to study Zhuzi's handwriting is at least a few days. Let the prince open the Hundred Saint Hall.
"Since you have lost, now go and open the Hundred Saint Hall." Ye Sheng said lightly.
The prince was shocked and said: "Now?"
At night, Haoyue is in the sky, are you so anxious?
"It's now." Ye Sheng said firmly, he didn't want to wait all night.
The people of all major sects also nodded and agreed with Ye Sheng's proposal, that is tonight.
The prince was helpless, so he could only fly up and flew towards the desert peak.
Ye Sheng immediately followed, his figure was very fast, and what he showed was Kunpeng change.
Zhou Yi and Cuba immediately followed, with anticipation, waiting for so many days, isn't it just for this Hundred Holy Temple.
People from all sects couldn't wait to follow, and came to the desert peak.
Hundreds of people surrounded the desert peak. At this moment, even if they had been hiding themselves and wanted to be a oriole, they showed their true shape, waiting for the opening of the Hundred Saint Hall, and then went in to get the inheritance.
The desert peaks are bare, without trees and vegetation, and the moonlight shining on the earth is clear.
The eldest prince came here, walked up alone, and under the gaze of the crowd, he took out a handwritten book with a solemn expression.
This handwritten script is not written on paper, but carved on bamboo slips. The rolled handwritten script is very precious.
What people care about most about the philosophers of the Hundred Schools is their spirit, their understanding of the world, their different ideas, cultural collisions, and the realm of wisdom in that era, which is the most precious thing.
In this era, the cultivation base occupies everything, and there is no rich spiritual thought of that era, so no matter who it is, the wisdom of the various schools of thought can help him.
Most of the hundreds of people here have 18 Golden Core changes, with anticipation, excitement and worry. Once they gain the wisdom of some scholars and a hundred schools of thought, they can break through the virtual realm.
This is the fate of the philosophers and families.
If it weren't that they couldn't enter the virtual realm, they wouldn't have their turn here at all, and the wisdom of the various schools of thought would also be of great help to the virtual realm.
boom!
As soon as Zhu Zi’s handwriting was taken out, a vast literary atmosphere permeated. Under the impulse of the great prince, the ancient characters engraved on it were separated one by one, suspended in the air, lifelike, as if there were Life, under everyone's gaze, began to tremble.
Zhou Yi whispered: "This is why Zhuzi's handwriting can open the Hundred Saint Hall."
Cuba murmured: "Although I don't know these words, once I see them, I can't help but want to read more books."
"For the ages, the reason why humans are humans and able to rise among the major races is that they rely on learning, relying on tireless efforts, and people who do not learn but learn without learning are no different from animals and live on instinct." Zhou Yi said lightly.
Ye Sheng did not participate in this topic. Instead, he stared at these words, each with a strong literary atmosphere, and he understood it thoroughly. A word is a master of literature.
The Void Demon King stood on his shoulder and said: "Ye Sheng, the desert peak is on the mouth, there are spatial fluctuations."
Ye Sheng also noticed that the empty mid-air suddenly burst into waves, like a piece of paper, folded, UU reading www.uukanshu.com shocked everyone.
The Hundred Saint Temple is about to appear.
Everyone watched nervously, is the Hundred Holy Temple finally appearing?
boom!
The void suddenly erupted with a huge noise, like a mirror, shattered, and a corner of the Hundred Saints Hall emerged.
In everyone's eyes, a stone stairway appeared in the void, carefully counted, the ninety-nine floor, on the ninety-ninth floor, there is a closed stone gate.
The prince said with a sigh of relief: "This is the Hundred Saints Hall. Last time we activated the seal, this time the Hundred Saints Hall directly emerged."
Ye Sheng stared at the stone steps and didn't act rashly.
But he didn't act rashly, and the others couldn't help being excited.
"The inheritance of the Hundred Saint Hall is mine." A middle-aged man from the seventeenth change of Jindan roared, full of strength, and rushed forward.
Many people's expressions changed and they yelled angrily, but couldn't stop him from breaking in.
Above the desert peak, the stone steps in the void, this person stepped up with strength, and he was about to rush to the 99th floor.
boom!
But the reality is that he had just stepped onto the first step, as if hitting an invisible shield, with a head, kneeling directly on the first step, and wailing.
"This...there is a weird pressure on the stone steps. I feel like I am being pressed by a dozen people and can't move."
This change caused many people to be in a daze, and some people who were going to rush forward silently gave up this move.
The eldest prince smiled disdainfully, and said: "The inheritance of the various schools of thought, can you get it soon?"
Ye Sheng asked: "What's the situation, do you know?"
Everyone is staring at the big prince, he is in control of Zhuzi's handwriting and he should know a lot.
The invisible pressure pressed the prince, forcing him to say.
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