The Immortal White Pagoda was silent.
But soon, a sneer from the leader of the Immortal Sect came from the upper level of the White Pagoda.
"As the leader of the Rongshen Sect, but he is a nonsense, which is a disgrace to his identity!"
With a sneer, the figure of the Immortal Sect Master was revealed from the upper floor, and he stepped out, looking coldly at the Fusion God Sect Master in the lobby, shouting.
"You read ancient books? Do you confirm history? You assert that I have no alien Taoist stinent in the past?"
"So, look, what is this!"
Saying that, the Immortal Sect Leader raised his right hand and pointed towards the upper layer, and suddenly a terrifying soul silk fluctuation came from the upper layer, this fluctuation was strong, surpassing all of them, nearly three hundred thousand appearances.
At the moment when this fluctuation was transmitted, a curtain of light transformed, revealing a huge figure inside.
It was a divine creature, the earth.
But unlike what the previous Immortal Sect Master had woven, this earth statue that appeared at this moment had vicissitudes of life, and the aura on his body was extremely thick, beyond the scope of the earth, giving people a sense of returning to the void, and not the usual return to the void.
The fluctuations of the soul silk in that body were extremely terrifying, and even more so, in its body, there was a cyan snowflake, shining with a brilliant light, connecting all the soul silks.
It is the Taoist seed.
Seeing this, the Master of the Rongshen Sect was silent, and the monks beside him, including the Seventh Prince, frowned.
Everyone in the White Pagoda was shocked.
Some people guessed the origin of this place, but this guess made their minds churn.
"This is my Immortal Ancestor Chen Daoze!"
The voice of the Immortal Sect Leader echoed through the White Pagoda.
"It is rumored that his old man was a great success, and after weaving the ground, he died of silence and became a dry corpse and was stored in my Immortal Stream, but in fact, how could he die easily as an old man!"
"I sent Chen Daoze Ancestor to choose to sleep and study the Taoist sect by myself!"
"There has long been a Taoist seed in the ancestor's body, how can you say that there was nothing that never existed!"
"Moreover, the ancestor himself has fused the Taoist sect, so how can you say that it is possible to think upstream, upstream? Tell me who is the upstream of the ancestor!"
The leader of the Immortal Sect, with a flick of his big sleeves, spoke proudly, and then turned his head to look at his students.
"You also open your eyes and take a good look, you can naturally tell if it is a photo forgery, and the ancestor is still sleeping now, you can see clearly whether the ancestor's Taoist sect is the same as yours!"
The Yi Immortal Liu disciples were churning in their hearts, they had noticed the blue snowflakes above the ancestor's head before, exactly the same as the fusion they had fused.
Facts speak louder than words, and they can destroy all rumors.
Xu Qing's eyes were strange, and he knew the origin of his previous feelings, but he was also very surprised, he didn't expect that Chen Daoze, who was of the Immortal Style, would actually fake his death.
"Chen Daoze's soul...... Its thickness is several times higher than that of the sect leader, but unfortunately the blue snowflake has a limit on it, if it is a purple soul species, it will definitely make its soul silk exceed 500,000."
Xu Qing thought about it.
At this moment, the eyes of everyone in the Rong God were solemn, and seeing this, the Immortal Sect Master sneered again.
"The person I mentioned before is the ancestor I sent to the ancestor, and in a month, his old man will be able to leave the customs."
"If you still have doubts, in a month, you dare to talk about it!"
As soon as these words came out, not only did everyone inside the White Pagoda shake, but the students of various schools outside the White Pagoda who were paying attention to all this also caused an uproar.
Taixue is the highest level of competition between schools and the foundation of Taixue, advocating that each school uses each other as a way to increase its persuasiveness, so as to attract students to join.
In the early days of Taixue, such discussions were often conducted, and even some major schools of thought would attract the attention of the royal family, and the emperor would also appear to watch the ceremony.
But now that the years have passed, the spirit is dominant, and there are fewer discussions.
But today, the leader of the Immortal Sect actually raised an argument.
This is like a general, the sword is out of its sheath.
For a while, the disciples of the Immortal Stream in the White Pagoda were excited, while everyone in the Fusion Divine Stream was silent.
After a long time, the Master of the Fusion God Sect retracted his gaze towards the light curtain, looked at the Master of the Immortal Sect, and spoke lightly.
"It's okay, then a month later, on the day you send the ancestor out of the customs, Taixue will discuss the Tao!"
After saying that, the leader of the Rong God Sect turned around and left, and all the high-ranking officials of the Rong God also walked out of the Immortal White Pagoda with gloomy eyes.
Inside the Immortal White Pagoda, everyone was excited, the leader raised his head, waved his hands to let people go as usual, and he himself returned to the upper level with his hands behind his back.
As for Xu Qing, he looked at the distant Fusion God Monk, took a few more glances at the seventh prince and the sect leader, and then turned his head to look at the upper level of the Immortal White Pagoda.
"Do you want to give me another soul seed?"
Xu Qing felt the ninety-nine purple snowflakes that existed in his body, and in contemplation, he left the Immortal Stream.
Late at night, in Taixue, a pocket exactly the same as the original was sent to the Immortal White Pagoda.
He didn't care who sent it, he knew very well that the mysterious senior didn't want to show up, and he didn't need to inquire to cause dissatisfaction.
What he cared about was whether there would be purple snowflakes in this pocket as he expected.
After getting it at this moment, he returned to the secret room with excitement and opened it.
After seeing the purple snowflakes that existed within him, the Immortal Sect Master was extremely excited in his heart.
After a long time, he took a deep breath, took the pill bottle containing the purple snowflakes, walked into the Immortal Forbidden Room, and came to the front of the sleeping Chen Daoze, offering it with both hands.
At the same time, in the White Pagoda of Rongshen Liu late at night, there is also a scene of far-reaching significance that is underway......
On the upper floor of the Rongshen White Pagoda, in the Tibetan Dharma Pavilion, the figure of the seventh prince appeared there, and he consulted the jade slip here.
Due to the characteristics of Taixue, the Tibetan Dharma Pavilion of Rongshen Liu has stored many disciples' practice experience, which is convenient for future generations to consult and improve, as well as the experience of predecessors to prevent future generations from going the wrong way.
At this moment, the seventh prince is flipping through it.
Tonight, he could have left, but after returning from the Immortal Flow, he thought of the sixteen years mentioned in the words of the sect leader's praise for him.
"After a few years, it will become a great thing...... But the prince's incense is about to burn, and it will only last for one year, so I can't wait for these sixty years."
The seventh prince showed unwillingness in his eyes, although his cultivation broke through, but he still felt slow, he hated Xu Qing and wanted revenge, he was eager to become a prince and take charge of the human race.
Originally, all this, with his uncle King Tianlan as his backer, the future is not impossible.
But now......
"If my cultivation is earth-shattering...... Everything will be solved!"
The seventh prince was a little irritable in his heart, thinking about it while checking, wanting to see if there was a shortcut.
In this way, time passed, and an hour later, the seventh prince, who had checked many practice records, suddenly had a gloomy light in his eyes and looked down at the jade slip in his hand.
This jade slip was the cultivation experience of a senior who melted the gods, and it put forward an idea, that is, absorbing a sufficient amount of souls of the same race seemed to increase the speed and limit of the body's fusion of divine creatures.
But this matter was too cruel and contrary to human nature, so he was abandoned by this person and only tried to kill his enemies on a small scale.
The seventh prince was silent, and after a while, he left the Tibetan Dharma Pavilion.
As for the jade slip, he put it in its place.
For a long time, in the quiet Tibetan Dharma Pavilion, the figure of the Master of the Rongshen Sect appeared silently, standing in the position of the seventh prince before, he looked down at the jade slip and smiled slightly.