Chapter 1062 Assessment
"Senior Zhen Ling, what are you waiting for?" Cheng Fa urged.

The black turtle turned around with interest and stared at the puppet containing Chengfa's relic with its snake head. The puppet's body should not have any breath of life, but for some reason, Chengfa felt goosebumps all over his body when he was stared at, and had a bad premonition.

"What are you waiting for? You asked me!" The dragon head spoke in a deep voice, "Okay, then it's as you wish!"

Cheng Fa was delighted, but he saw the black turtle wave its short claws and his body was immediately torn into pieces. Before he could be surprised, his relic was also turned into powder.

"How could this be?"

This was his last thought.

Seeing this situation, everyone looked at the formation spirit as if they were facing a great enemy. Could it be that its intelligence was so high?
When Chengfa's body fell, the two heads of the black turtle stared at the man in black and the Moon Worship Sect respectively, and its two mouths, one dragon and one snake, opened at the same time.

"I already knew your intentions. The destruction of the Tianyuan Sect was inevitable. Now, after so many years, it's time for the Tianyuan Sect's legacy to see the light of day again. As for who will get it, I don't care. However, the token this person holds still carries a lingering resentment. Moreover, he is just a puppet, so how can he inherit the Taoist lineage of the Tianyuan Sect? I have only fulfilled his wish."

Everyone finally understood after hearing the explanation from the formation spirit, and Li Ming's heart moved and he said to himself.

"Is the autonomy of this formation spirit so great?"

The Saint Girl stepped forward and said with a smile, "Senior Zhen Ling, we already know what you are talking about, but I wonder what the requirements are for inheriting the Tianyuan Sect?"

The black tortoise continued, "Simple. If you want to inherit my Tianyuan Sect, you must be a genius. Just follow me."

After saying this, the black tortoise paddled its four short legs in the air and flew forward leisurely. No one dared to delay and hurriedly continued to move forward.

The black turtle came to the previous door and went through it on its own. The others looked at each other, without any scramble, and just went in one by one.

Now that the formation spirit has awakened and controls the most powerful force, a fragile order will naturally form. Li Ming is not surprised by this.

After passing through this portal, they naturally arrived at the square in front of the central hall. The core area of ​​the Tianyuan Sect is naturally magnificent. In Li Ming's opinion, it is only slightly inferior to the Luozhen Immortal Sect. It can be seen how glorious the Tianyuan Sect was in the past. However, it is still deserted and silent now, with only a formation spirit that is not even considered a human being left alive. Things in this world are like this, ups and downs, only the law of nature keeps turning.

The black tortoise still slowly slid to the center of the square, where a huge stone tablet was erected. The stone tablet was a hundred feet high, with a lotus seat at the bottom. It was green in color and had three words on it. The font was ancient and majestic, and it exuded a vast atmosphere that could only be left after years. Just one glance and these three words were deeply imprinted in people's hearts.

The formation spirit stretched out its front paws and gently touched the stone tablet. Then its paw prints lit up on the stone tablet. Then the light expanded instantly, as if growing and multiplying, into a star-like dot of light, and then the dots turned into lines, and the lines were woven into pieces, and finally the three big words on the stone tablet were lit up!

A hint of reminiscence flashed across the black turtle's two heads and four eyes. It was clearly just a formation spirit, but it seemed to have emotions of its own. Fortunately, it did not remain immersed for long. After only two or three breaths, it continued speaking.

"This stele was left by the founder of our Tianyuan Sect, Tianyuan Zhenren. He used this stele to establish the various systems of the Tianyuan Sect. It is no exaggeration to say that this stele is the foundation of the Tianyuan Sect!"

The Tianyuan Sect was, after all, a sect that had existed for thousands of years. It rose quickly, and its decline was even more confusing. So even though everyone present had done a lot of research and collected a lot of information, the Tianyuan Sect itself didn't leave much behind in history, so naturally, they didn't know much at the moment and could only listen silently as the formation spirit continued to narrate.

"What that person just said is not wrong. All disciples of Tianyuan Sect have a disciple token, which serves as proof of identity. The holder of the token enjoys various welfare benefits of corresponding levels. Of course, it is not free. One has to work for the sect. The sect's inherited skills and magical powers can also be exchanged for the Tianyuan Monument." The Black Turtle Formation Spirit continued to speak slowly, but the more Li Ming listened to its description, the more familiar it sounded to him.

Wait, isn’t this the reform of Luo Zhenxian Sect?
This is what Si Yizhen did in Luo Zhenxianmen, but he didn't really refine such a magic weapon. To be honest, maybe it's not as detailed as what is discussed here!

coincidence?

Plagiarism?

Li Ming muttered silently in his heart, but still pricked up his ears to listen to the description of the formation spirit.

"Since you have entered this place and endured various tests, you can now obtain a Tianyuan Sect disciple token!"

It said something, then raised its hand and pointed. Ten halos immediately appeared on the Tianyuan Monument, then turned from virtual to real, and finally turned into ten tokens. It laughed.

"Take some of your blood essence, and then refine this token, and you will be considered a disciple of the Tianyuan Sect."

"Is it that simple?" asked a man in black.

"Of course. Now that there is no one left in Tianyuan Sect, do you still have to put on airs?" The snake head of the black turtle answered with a smile.

"Does this count as gaining your approval?" he continued.

"Hehe, but how should I divide the inheritance and heritage of Tianyuan Sect? I've said that those who want to inherit the Tianyuan Sect's Taoist lineage must be geniuses. As for how to judge, our Tianyuan Sect has its own set of selection rules. You have refined the tokens, even if you have become outer disciples, as long as you can follow the rules of Tianyuan Sect, whoever is promoted to a true disciple first will be the only heir to Tianyuan Sect's legacy!" Xuangui's tone was flat, but it made everyone nervous.

"What about the others?" Shi Fengjie asked tentatively.

"As for the others, haha, that's not my responsibility. After all, I'm just a formation spirit."

There was a hint of smile in the black tortoise's words, and even the four eyes of its dragon and snake heads narrowed, giving it a somewhat ugly-cute look for a moment.

Li Ming looked around and saw a man in black first squeezed out a little blood and essence, then spit out a mouthful of Yuan Qi and sprayed it onto the token in front of him, then grabbed it and refined it in an instant.

Seeing this, the others followed suit and refined it without giving it much thought. However, Shi Fengjie, Qi Kang and the Saint Girl were the three of them who were Gu cultivators. Although they also practiced some Qi training, their magic power was very shallow, so they spent the most time.

Only then did the Black Turtle slowly begin to explain the promotion method for the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect.

(End of this chapter)

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