Beginning with the Five Animals Fist to Become a Saint

Chapter 682 The Death of the Holy Lord Fuyuan, the Appearance of the Black Lotus Holy Mother, and an audience with the Imperial Preceptor!

King's capital.

The turmoil has come to an end.

Only the desolate area between Zhuque Street and Qinglong Street remains as proof of what has just happened.

As for the majestic Fu Yuan Saint Lord, he has long since turned to dust and vanished into the world. With the passing of the raging wind, he left no trace whatsoever.

Seeing this scene, countless people felt a sense of disorientation.

"He's still alive!"

"Yes! Alive!"

"And what is his current condition?"

"I don't know! But one thing is certain: he hasn't succeeded yet."

"If he succeeds in refining the cave heaven and becoming its master, what then?"

"If he succeeds, he'll be confined to that world. What good will that do? He'll just be sitting in a cage!"

"But his spirit body can walk out, just like before, and his strength is unmatched!"

"There's nothing invincible about him. A mere spiritual body can't make someone truly invincible! While we may not be his match, things are different in those great grotto-heavens. Besides, in my opinion, he's just putting on a show now!"

"Why do you say that?"

"If it were him in the past, would he have left so easily? He would have swept through the entire capital, and we might all have been found by him!"

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As the figure shrouded in white light departed, countless thoughts were secretly communicating.

Suddenly, undercurrents surged in the capital.

The chaos caused by the Holy Monarch Fuyuan successfully forced that being to reveal itself.

But it also lets them know that the time is not yet right.

Since that person was still alive, no one was willing to be the one to take the lead.

Even though that person's lifespan is approaching and their strength is declining, no one still doubts their current combat power.

At this moment, Jiang Ning slowly withdrew his gaze, secretly startled.

Others didn't see it, but he noticed it.

Before leaving, the man covered in white light glanced silently in the direction he had come from.

Their eyes met, and he instantly understood that the man covered in white light had also noticed his spying, just like Fu Yuan Shengjun.

"Those beings at the very top of the pyramid are truly terrifying!" he thought to himself.

Previously, thanks to his clairvoyance, almost no one could detect his spying.

However, today, two people have discovered his clairvoyance.

the other side.

Outside the capital.

In a dilapidated temple.

suddenly.

Suddenly, the eyeballs of a stone statue on the altar twitched.

Then, a thick layer of dust suddenly fell from the stone statue.

next moment.

The stone statue's mouth suddenly opened, revealing a dark, deep hole.

"As expected of a figure who has suppressed the world for over eight hundred years, he is truly powerful!" The voice rang out like the friction of stones.

at this time.

Under the slanting sunlight, a long, narrow figure suddenly stepped across the threshold of the dilapidated temple.

The stone statue looked up and saw a woman in a black dress with delicate features walking into the temple.

The long black skirt trailed on the ground, leaving clear marks.

"Since you have seen the gods, why do you not worship them?" The stone statue raised its voice, suddenly becoming solemn.

"Old friend, don't you recognize me?" the girl's voice rang out.

"Who are you?" The stone statue suddenly became serious, a sense of foreboding creeping into its heart.

"I don't even recognize you anymore! You're really going back to your old ways!" the woman chuckled.

Then he walked into the temple and said sarcastically, "No wonder he's so stupid. He has good fortune and a divine body shaped by a hundred years of incense offerings, yet he ends up like this."

"You are... the Black Lotus Mother?!" The statue's tone suddenly changed.

"It seems you've remembered!" The woman smiled slightly.

In an instant.

A burst of illusory spiritual power erupted, and the stone statue suddenly felt a blurring of consciousness.

"What are you going to do!!"

"We are both gods, we are both immortal! Do you really intend to fight me to the death?"

Upon hearing this, the woman chuckled again.

"Why bother bluffing in front of me?"

"Though God is immortal, if He devours you, will you still be the same person when He is resurrected next time?"

After a while.

A girl in a black dress walked out of the temple.

The black dress reached the ground, leaving clear marks on the floor.

Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, each strand surrounded by a dark sheen.

The girl's eyes sparkled, as if they held the stars within them.

As soon as she stepped out of the temple, she looked back again, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Not bad at all!"

at the same time.

In the temple.

The once vibrant stone statue has now fallen silent again, as if it had just fallen from the temple platform.

The body and head separated due to a heavy fall to the ground.

Dao Palace.

The sudden great battle came to an end.

Even within the Taoist temple, discussions were rampant.

The towering Fu Yuan Saint Lord, a terrifying being who seemed like a god descending to earth, was someone no one in the Dao Palace could ignore.

The appearance of the Martial Saint, in particular, made countless Dao Palace students extremely excited.

One man and one punch, he suppressed the world for over eight hundred years, bringing peace to the world for over eight hundred years.

This is what most martial artists in the world strive for throughout their lives.

This is also the goal of most martial artists.

At this moment, Jiang Ning indeed quickly got into the zone.

I entered a state of focused reading.

This incident today has made him even more uneasy.

He could see that the chaos that Fu Yuan Shengjun could cause was aimed at forcing that invincible martial saint to come out.

Because that person hasn't shown up for far too long.

As time went on, countless people began to suspect that he had completely passed away.

That is why we have this divine calamity today.

Despite the immense commotion, the Holy Lord Fuyuan only caused casualties of over ten thousand people, clearly indicating that he consciously controlled the destructive power.

Otherwise, its sheer size, as imposing as a mountain, could cause countless casualties and destroy several urban areas.

None of these exist.

Moreover, after Fu Yuan Shengjun blasted away the National Preceptor, his target was the Martial Saint Mansion.

All of this illustrates the point.

This suggests that the situation will become more tense.

Fu Yuan Shengjun's probing action represents the attitude of many forces in the world.

They all lost patience and could wait any longer.

Although the Martial Saint has shown himself once, Jiang Ning can sense that this cannot resolve the crisis.

He could see through the trickery, and he didn't believe that a martial saint who had lived for so long and been invincible in the world for so long wouldn't be able to see it!

If he were in good condition, he wouldn't have let those people make underhanded moves in the dark; he would have already swept everything away.

This indicates that the person is not in good condition.

This made Jiang Ning feel even more that a storm was brewing.

Time was of the essence, and he had to seize the time to grow.

Once the world descends into complete chaos, such peace will be a pipe dream.

As time goes by.

The books beside him were changed again and again.

This time, he didn't read every single book.

Instead, he selectively reads books because he sensed a crisis and didn't want to waste too much time on them.

……

In the blink of an eye.

The next day arrived. [Source Energy]: 170113
He walked out of the library, opened the panel, glanced at the energy points, and nodded secretly.

Yesterday, he refined the Dragon Blood Grass that Ji Minghao had given him, which caused his Source Energy Points to increase again, reaching more than 17 points.

It's not too far off from 200,000 energy points.

Two hundred thousand energy points are the condition required for his Vajra Indestructible Body to break through again.

He had already figured it out: when the Vajra Indestructible Body broke through again, it would be the time for him to undergo his ninth blood transfusion.

With the Immortal Phoenix Blood given to him by Xiao Wuque, he didn't believe that the Vajra Indestructible Body, which had broken through limits five times and far surpassed the Vajra Temple's supreme martial art, could still cause him to fail in his blood exchange.

Therefore, he still needs to accumulate 30,000 energy points before that.

Compared to other places, the Dao Palace is a very suitable place for him.

Whether it's the breakfast in the canteen or the spiritual mist emanating from the spiritual crystal veins at the bottom of the lake, both can bring him an increase in energy points.

In particular, the spiritual mist at the bottom of the lake, under his conscious and active absorption, significantly increased his source energy points, and at the same time, the lake water nourished him, replenishing his depleted essence, energy, and spirit.

The rest of my main time is spent reading to broaden my understanding.

After a while.

He went to the canteen and, as usual, had a bowl of spirit rice porridge and a spirit fish about three fingers wide.

There was more chatter in the cafeteria today than in previous days.

Jiang Ning listened intently for a moment; most of the discussions were related to the turmoil that had occurred the previous day.

During the conversation, some people occasionally expressed excitement.

I am excited about the appearance of the Martial Saint.

Jiang Ning listened for a moment, then secretly shook his head; it was all unimportant information.

They then quickly finished off the food in front of them.

suddenly.

There was a disturbance at the entrance of the cafeteria.

"The Eighth Prince!"

"Greetings, Eighth Prince!"

"Greetings, His Highness the Eighth Prince!"

"..."

Respectful voices came from the entrance of the cafeteria.

Jiang Ning looked up and saw Ji Minghao strolling towards him.

He immediately frowned slightly.

He knew that Ji Minghao's sudden appearance in the cafeteria was most likely to be to see him.

At this moment, Ji Minghao also had a smile on his face and nodded to the Dao Palace students from time to time.

After a while.

Ji Minghao walked through the crowd and came to Jiang Ning.

“Brother Jiang!” Ji Minghao said.

"Greetings, Eighth Prince!" Jiang Ning also spoke.

“No need for such formalities. I’ve come here today to inform Brother Jiang that the martial arts examination has been postponed for a little over a month and two days,” Ji Minghao said.

Then he continued, "The first day of the twelfth month is the day of the martial arts examination!"

"The martial arts examination has been postponed?" Jiang Ning was slightly taken aback.

The Dao Palace students who heard Ji Minghao's words all showed surprise.

“That’s right!” Ji Minghao nodded and continued, “Yesterday’s turmoil happened to affect the martial arts examination venue that had been prepared long ago! As a result, many people in the city died and many buildings were destroyed. We had to focus our main efforts on this, so the martial arts examination was postponed.”

“Alright!” Jiang Ning nodded immediately.

He had originally planned not to return to Dongling City so soon after the martial arts examination ended.

It wasn't because of Ji Mingyue, nor because of anything else.

Rather, it's because he needs time to read books to improve himself.

Now that the martial arts examination has been postponed, it has given him plenty of time to focus on his studies.

"Now that the notification has been given, I'll take my leave!" Ji Minghao stood up as soon as he finished speaking.

“Let’s go together!” Jiang Ning said.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stuffed the rest of the food into his mouth in two bites.

He swallowed it down in a few big gulps.

Then he stood up as well.

The two walked out of the cafeteria together.

"Brother Jiang, aren't you worried about getting into trouble because of me?" Ji Minghao asked with a smile.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "I believe that smart people will not easily choose to cause me trouble."

"Brother Jiang is very confident!" Ji Minghao laughed heartily.

The laughter drew the attention of the Dao Palace students not far away.

“I still have that kind of confidence,” Jiang Ning said.

Ji Minghao nodded in agreement: "Brother Jiang is right. Smart people won't cause you trouble! Anyone who does is a fool!"

Jiang Ning smiled.

A moment later, he saw Ji Minghao off and then returned to the library.

I continued to immerse myself in the sea of ​​books.

……

afternoon.

slam-la-

As Jiang Ning turned the pages, he became completely absorbed in reading.

[Literacy and Character Interpretation Experience Points +1]

[Literacy and Character Interpretation Experience Points +1]

[Literacy and Character Interpretation Experience Points +1]

【…】

As time passed, countless words transformed into a torrent of information flooded into his mind, and his experience in recognizing and distinguishing characters continued to grow.

The mind is divided, and one can do ten things at once.

This is more than ten times more difficult than the normal way of reading.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a hundred times greater.

Even with his constant reading and absorbing the textual information, it was extremely taxing on his mind.

suddenly.

One by one, the pages of the books closed, and they flew back to the bookshelf, to where they originally were.

Jiang Ning slowly opened his eyes and rubbed his temples.

This is a symptom of his mental and emotional depletion.

Whenever he experienced these symptoms, he knew that this was his limit.

He needs rest, and he needs the nourishment of the lake water for his spirit.

Then he noticed a figure walking over.

He then turned his head and saw a short, thin girl in a white dress with braids walking towards him.

"Greetings, Inspector Jiang!" The young woman spoke respectfully, her voice low, so as not to disturb the others in the library.

"Who are you?" Jiang Ning asked, looking at the unfamiliar girl in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"My master wishes to invite Inspector Jiang to come over!" the girl said.

"Who is your master?" Jiang Ning asked.

"Su Qingying!" the girl said respectfully.

"Who is Su Qingying?" Jiang Ning asked, puzzled.

"My master is the current Grand Preceptor of the Great Xia Dynasty!" The girl realized that Jiang Ning's doubts didn't sound like those of a writer, so she quickly pointed out the key information.

Hear this.

Jiang Ning's heart stirred.

I suddenly remembered what I saw yesterday.

The Grand Preceptor looked to be in his late teens, with a thin figure and a small face, making it impossible to tell that he was the Grand Preceptor of the Great Xia Dynasty, a man of extraordinary status and power.

"I wonder what business the Imperial Preceptor has with me?" Jiang Ning asked again.

“Master didn’t say it directly!” The girl shook her head, then added, “But Master said that I must be respectful and never offend you. He also said that the reason Master hasn’t come to invite you in person is because he is injured and cannot go out!”

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Ning immediately felt reassured.

This attitude shows that the Imperial Preceptor had no ill intentions towards him, but was instead extending goodwill.

As for whether the imperial advisor was misleading him, he didn't think so.

And there is no need for that.

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Imperial Advisor is no match for the Holy Lord Fuyuan.

However, as the Grand Preceptor of the Great Xia Dynasty, even if his strength did not reach the level of the strongest, he must have been a true figure comparable to the pinnacle of martial arts and the Prince of Huai'an.

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

Jiang Ning then nodded: "Then please lead the way, young lady!"

(End of this chapter)