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Chapter 1501 Expedition to the Great Sect Summit

Chapter 1501: Going to the main summit

After mastering these functions, He Sheng read Feng Tianfu's life from the perspective of God. He also had a clear understanding of Feng Tianfu. This is a crocodile that grew up bloodily in Damenshan, a world where the strong prey on the weak. He was meticulous and ruthless in his work, and he used any means to achieve his goals.

In addition to sighing, He Sheng’s greatest gain was that he learned many secrets of the Taoist sect through Feng Tianfu and the secrets of martial arts that Feng Tianfu seized by various means. He Sheng remembered these in his mind.

After watching the "Serial" starring Feng Tianfu, He Sheng was about to turn off the "TV" and return to his own world-building space, but at this moment, he found that he could not retreat.

What's going on?

Sure enough, did the giant tree still have some calculations about itself?

He Sheng couldn't help but sweat oozed out of his head.

At this time, the scene in front of him changed. It seemed that this place was no longer the Damen Mountain Sect now. He Sheng seemed to have arrived in front of a giant palace. The palace was as huge as a small city. The majestic huge stone carvings, the melodious fairy sound, and a giant tree that spreads through the sky in front of the hall. The branches covered the sky and the sun. Even He Sheng could not see it from the perspective of God.

Where is this?

He Sheng finally saw a living person entering his sight. This man had long hair and a sword carrying a sword. He had a bit of a sword fairy temperament. The clothes he wore were different from those in Damen Mountain, but they looked like ancient costumes from thousands of years ago.

This man knelt down before the Jumen of the Great Hall. I don’t know how long it took to kneel. He Sheng watched him helplessly. As the sun and the moon changed, spring went and autumn came until the man’s beard was unshaven and his robes faded. Finally, one day the Jumen of the Great Hall slowly opened.

The sword fairy finally raised her eyelids and stood up. No, it was not him who stood up by himself, but his soul. His body was still kneeling in front of the giant gate. He Sheng opened his mouth wide and saw the sword fairy's soul step by step into the hall.

What's going on?

Who is this person?

Where is he?

I don't know that after too long, He Sheng only heard the thunder in the sky explode. The world he saw trembled. Even the giant tree that was soaring through the sky began to shake. A giant palm fell from the sky, shattering the palace, and for a moment, the sound of the world was surging and dust was everywhere. When the world was turbid, a sword shadow cut off the giant tree.

"Hiss!"

It was like a giant tiger making a whine at the same time. Although He Sheng couldn't see clearly, he knew that it must be the sound of this immortal tree. The sound seemed like an abandoned child, helpless and sad.

When the picture became clear again, I don’t know how long it took, the cut-off giant tree had rotted into a dead tree, and mud and sand buried its body. Only the huge tree stump with a diameter of nearly a hundred feet stood there quietly, accompanying the ruins of the palace full of ruins!

As the sun and the moon changed, the stump turned into stones and seemed to have no possibility of growing and sprouting. Until one day, a man in black and long beard walked under the stump. I don’t know what method he used to draw a piece of green branches on the stump.

When He Sheng looked at the man in black carefully, he couldn't help but be amazed. This was actually very similar to the portrait of the first sect leader hanging in the Damenshan Sect Library.

The picture disappeared here, and He Sheng returned to the pavilion again. He sat on the stone chair. The huge tree brought him too much information, so he wanted to do it well.

The space where he is now is built by the first sect leader of the Damenshan Sect. The giant tree at the bottom of the river is likely to be the branch that the first sect leader drew from the stump of the immortal tree. Where is the huge palace?

He Sheng suddenly remembered that the place of trial that Yan He said was at the ruins of Tongtian Palace. Is the palace he just saw in the memory of Giant Tree, the earliest Tongtian Palace?

But who built the Tongtian Palace and who destroyed him?

Why did this giant tree let itself see this memory? Just because it was the first person to pass the Hell Road?

At this time, He Sheng had too many questions in his mind.

He tried to communicate with the giant tree: "Are you that fairy tree?"

The giant tree did not respond.

"Why let me see all this?"

The giant tree still did not respond.

It was not until He Sheng lost his patience and was about to leave the space of creation that the giant tree was filled with air: "Now is not the time!"

......

It was already evening when He Sheng returned to the residence of Damenshan Sect. He wanted to ask Yanhe and confirm some of his guesses with him, but when he reached the door, he could not get out. He knew that Yanhe had also concealed a lot of things from him. As soon as he entered Damenshan, he was positioned as a disciple of the sect leader. He used to think that this was Yanhe's appreciation for his ability to walk out of the path of the King of Hell, and it was also his own opportunity.

But now it seems that all this is probably arranged by the first sect leader long ago. He is just a chess piece of someone else. When the chess piece recognizes his identity, how will the chess player treat the chess piece?

He Sheng didn't dare to think about it. He was already a pawn who crossed the river and had no way back, but he could not be at the mercy of others.

Early the next morning, the elders of the 69-peaked Damenshan Sect, as well as tens of thousands of disciples and their families, were all in front of their respective peaks to see off the ten disciples who were about to attend the sect summit. These ten disciples all left for the glory of Damenshan Sect. Although Damenshan Sect has no scenery as it was five hundred years ago, seeing this scene still made the ten disciples feel deeply moved, and a sense of heroism arises naturally.

Now they are all wearing battle robes carefully created by the master's sect, wearing various magical weapons and weapons on the backs of divine horses nearly two meters high. This kind of horse is called Longma, but it is not an ordinary horse in the world. They have a horn on their heads and their eyes are charged, and their strength is comparable to that of an ordinary fifth-level disciple of the celestial phenomena. It is said that when they run, they can't even catch up with the seventh-level master of the celestial phenomena.

The dragon horse was originally produced in the northern grassland. Eight hundred years ago, all of them were moved to the Damenshan Sect's creation world by the first sect leader and became the unique mount of the Damenshan Sect. When the Damenshan Sect had an order to spread throughout Damenshan, the envoy of the Damenshan Sect took this kind of divine horse to read the news. People in Damenshan saw this horse as if they were seeing the Damenshan Sect.

The leader He Sheng was also sitting upright on the back of the tallest dragon horse. He was wearing a silver-white robe, with the emblem of Damenshan Sect embroidered with golden silk on the robe. When the disciples of Nufeng Mountain saw him, they were all moved by their hearts, including Lan Caier, the number one beauty in Damenshan Sect.

She was dancing at the banquet that day. She thought she would have some talented and beautiful stories with He Sheng, but she didn't expect that He Sheng would be unconventional at all. When the other disciples were drunk, he actually sneaked away and threw Lan Caier among a group of drunkards.

It is precisely because of this that Lan Caier fell in love with He Sheng more and more.

At this time, Fan Chong didn't care whether the disciples of Nufeng Mountain were glaring at him. He gave a series of blew kisses to the group of female disciples with a sensation. In the end, even his master, the deputy leader of Tianlang, could not bear to see it. He whipped the dragon horse under Fan Chong with a whip. Fan Chong was caught off guard and almost threw it off the horse by Longma, which made everyone laugh.

The deputy leader of Tianlang shouted loudly: "Set out!"
Chapter completed!
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