Ancient cloud stars, hanging in the sky.
As the headquarters of the Ancient Cloud Starry Sky Alliance, this is not only the holy land of the Ancient Cloud Starry Sky Alliance, but also the holy land of the entire Yunlan World, full of sacredness.
Jin Wushang brought Su Mo, Ling Shang and Lin Ya to the foot of the Hanging Divine Mountain, reported the purpose of the visit, and was waiting for the communication.
"Thirty-six golden halls, more than three thousand silver halls!"
Su Mo raised his head and looked at the majestic hanging sacred mountain. This mountain was huge, and more than three thousand palaces occupied only a small part of the area.
From the outside, there is not much mystery in this mountain, and even the source energy here is just slightly more intense than the Taisheng branch.
However, here is indeed the center of the entire Ancient Cloud Starry Sky Alliance.
The hanging sacred mountain looks very quiet. Except for the two guards at the foot of the mountain, there are only a handful of figures on the mountain.
"Thirty-six Golden Halls represent the thirty-six Lords at the headquarters, and more than three thousand silver halls represent more than three thousand disciples." Jin Wushang Ren whispered.
"So that's it!" Su Mo nodded.
Swish!
At this moment, a figure flew down from the mountain and landed in front of Su Mo and the others.
"The Lord of Fa Wu is invited!" the visitor whispered.
Jin Wushang Ren slightly, then took Su Mo and the other two to climb the Hanging Sacred Mountain, step by step, and walked up the mountain peak.
Jin Wushang is very familiar with the Hanging Divine Mountain, because he was once a disciple of the headquarters and has been here for hundreds of thousands of years.
For hundreds of thousands of years, he practiced carefully under the sect of the Master Fa Wushen. It was not until his cultivation reached the supreme realm that he was named one of the elders Xi in the Taisheng branch and left the Hanging Divine Mountain.
After moving into the branch, he could no longer enter and exit the Hanging Mountain freely. If he wanted to return again, then he would have to reach the realm of creation.
When he reaches the realm of creation, he will immediately become the Lord, return to the headquarters, and shock the Yunlan world.
Of course, it is still OK to visit Master on a daily basis.
The fate of other disciples at the headquarters is the same as Jin Wushangren. After any disciple reaches the Supreme Realm, he will leave the headquarters and enter the branch office.
Even Mr. Liu is no exception.
However, Mr. Liu is slightly different from other disciples because his father is the Lord and has been growing up at the headquarters since he was a child.
However, even so, the identity of Mr. Liu as a disciple of the headquarters had to be selected in the past, otherwise, he would be the son of the Lord and would not be a disciple of the headquarters.
From this, we can see the weight of the headquarter disciples.
The Ancient Cloud Starry Sky Alliance has tens of thousands of branches and hundreds of millions of disciples, but now the headquarters has only more than 3,000 disciples, so the content of the headquarters’ disciples can be seen.
Any disciple at the headquarters is a peerless genius and a great man who defies the heavens, without exception.
Su Mo, Ling Shang, and Lin Ya followed Jin Wushang and walked step by step towards the top of the Hanging Divine Mountain. The three of them were the first time they came to the headquarters and were a little nervous.
Even Su Mo is cautious. Anyone in this hanging mountain is an existence that he cannot compete with.
Even the two mountain guard disciples just now couldn't see through their cultivation. They were probably all supreme figures, and their strength was comparable to that of the elders in the division.
A moment later, Jin Wushang Ren brought Su Mo and the other two to the upper part of the Hanging Divine Mountain and came to a golden palace.
The palace is as if it were made of gold, and it is not huge. It covers an area of ​​only a hundred feet and is only ten feet high, but it dissipates a breath of despising the world.
It seems that this golden palace is a worldly looking at it, above all sentient beings.
In fact, these auras do not exist, but this feeling really makes Su Mo and the other two feel.
"Disciple, bring three bad disciples to pay tribute to Master!" Jin Wushangren looked solemn, and actually knelt on his knees respectfully and kowtowed to the golden palace.
Seeing this, Su Mo and Ling Shang and Lin Ya looked at each other and knelt down one after another.
Since the master is so respectful, as disciples, they can only kneel down to worship this unmasked master.
"Come in!"
After Shaoqing, a very old voice came from the palace.
This sound contains endless vicissitudes, as if it contains all things in the world, ethereal and profound.
The palace gate opened silently.
"Thank you, Master!" Jin Wuren stood up, gestured to Su Mo and the other two, and then walked into the palace with big strides.
At the entrance, there is an empty hall with nothing left.
Jin Wushangren was very familiar with this and took Su Mo and the other two through the hall and into the depths of the palace.
Deep in the palace, there are rooms after rooms, all made of golden metal, and then Jin Wushang stopped in front of the door of the third room.
Rumble!!
A dull sound came out, and the metal door of the room slowly opened. Jin Wushang Ren, Su Mo, Lin Ya, and Ling Shang looked into the room as soon as possible.
This is an ordinary room, about six meters in radius, and there is nothing inside. There is only an old man sitting cross-legged on the ground of the room.
The old man was wearing a brown robe, extremely old, with his snow-white head scattered down and fell directly to the ground, even piled up three feet high.
The old man's face was square, old, and his skin was dull, but his eyes were crystal clear, which was brighter than the pupils of a ten-year-old boy.
This old man is very old, much older than Jin Wushangren.
Jin Wushangren is also considered an old man, with a slightly gray head, but compared with this old man, Jin Wushangren is a young man.
"Meet Master." Jin Wushangren bent and walked into the room, kneeling in front of the old man. His expression was pious, which was absolute respect, not humility.
Su Mo and the other two had no choice but to kneel behind Jin Wushangren.
The three of them were so angry that they didn't dare to breathe. This was the master of Dharmalessness, a truly powerful man who defied the heavens, a terrible existence, and a master of the realm of creation.
Su Mo and the other two couldn't imagine how powerful the realm of creation was.
Anyway, the realm of Jin Wushang Ren makes it impossible for them to peek at, let alone the terrible existence of the realm of creation.
"Xian'er, how long has it been since you came to see me?" A smile appeared on the old face of Master Fa Wu. He had only one disciple in his life, and that was the person in front of him.
"Go back to Master, it's been 60,000 years!" Jin Wushangren said respectfully, Xian'er, this is his nickname. In this world, only Master calls him that.
Although he is in Taisheng Branch and not far from the headquarters, he has not seen his master for 60,000 years.
The main reason is that he understands his master, and he only has one goal in his life, and he will go into seclusion for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. Without important things, he will not easily disturb him.
"You have made little progress in sixty thousand years!" Lord Fawu whispered.
"Disciple is ashamed!" Jin Wuren sighed. He did not make any excuses. He did not make much progress in the past 60,000 years.
If you want to enter the realm of creation, you cannot achieve it by practicing. His state of mind is not enough.
In fact, after all the disciples at the headquarters reach the Supreme Realm and reach the Great Perfection, they are transferred to the branch office to serve, which is also a kind of training for the headquarters.
Only when the state of mind reaches a certain level can one understand the creation and be promoted to the realm of creation.
Otherwise, if you just practice in seclusion and practice until you die, you will never be able to reach the realm of creation.
"Are these three little kids your disciples?" Master Fa Wu Zun glanced at Su Mo, Lin Ya and Ling Shang, and asked with a plain expression.
However, when the Lord Fa Wu glanced at Su Mo, he paused for a moment. Although he only paused for a blink of an eye, Su Mo still made him appear keenly.
"Did you see my Hongmeng purple aura?"
Su Mo's heart trembled slightly. His Hongmeng purple aura had already merged with the blood in his body and could not be hidden.
However, this Hongmeng purple qi is extremely mysterious. If it is not activated, even he will not feel it himself, and it should be difficult for outsiders to detect it.
As for the devouring souls and other kinds of souls, they are integrated into the Hongmeng purple qi, they cannot be detected. If it weren't for the connection between the minds, he would not be able to sense that he has souls.
"Yes!"
Jin Wuren nodded, then pointed at Su Mo and the other two, and introduced to the Dharma Wu Lord one by one: "This is the eldest disciple Lin Ya, this is the second disciple Xuan Qing, and this is the third disciple Wushan."
"Meet Master!"
Su Mo and the other two spoke in unison and bowed deeply to the Lord Fa Wu.
At this moment, the three of them were not much nervous. At present, it seemed that this master was very kind and had no pressure.
"Not bad!" The Master Wu Zunweiwei, and did not comment too much.
"Master, the selection of the headquarters will begin in a few days. The disciples bring the three of them here, one is to pay tribute to the master, and the other is to ask the master to give them a guide so that they can have a chance to enter the headquarters." Jin Wushang Ren said.
"Okay, I'll give you guidance to your master for one day. Whether you can enter the headquarters depends on their luck!" Lord Fa Wu nodded and did not refuse.
Chapter completed!