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This is a heavy ranking, surpassing the Xuanji Monk a hundred years ago and becoming the highest-ranking person in the first tens of thousands of years.
"I am extremely proud. Xiao Yi's achievements in the future are absolutely limitless. Now he has the name of a young saint. What will happen in another hundred years? It's not that the talent and qualifications cannot be improved. There are too many opportunities and luck in the world."
"Yes, there are two methods created by the Locking Sky Fist and the Killing Spike that are targeted at different races. Even the War Emperor Palace will pay attention to it and will try its best to cultivate it."
"Of course it is possible to fall. A big tree attracts wind, and premature exposure is not a good thing."
In Nianhuang City, many human forces were communicating, including many people from the division headquarters who were hiding there. They had extensive experience and had different views.
"Maybe soaring into the sky or withering early. There are too many geniuses and monsters in the world, and not everyone can go to the end."
"Even if you have the posture of a king, for tens of thousands of years, no one has fallen in the Western Regions of the Northern Wilderness. They are all too confident, but they are actually not aware of the cruelty of the alien race."
"It's not worth paying attention to. Only when you are promoted to Kaitian Realm can you make a preliminary calculation of the future."
Xiao Yi ignored these many voices, but carefully realized the changes brought by the power of faith. This is an extremely majestic but unpredictable force. It is of great benefit to the cultivation of will and spirit. In the dark, the luck that blessed him has become stronger. However, invisibly, he also felt some restraints. This restraint is invisible and not clear. Xiao Yi is still very vague now. He felt a little uneasy, but he had no idea how to think about it, so he simply ignored it.
A moment later, a divine light flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes. As time goes by, the faith power gathered on him is increasing. They all come from the many human races in the Nianhuang City at this moment, some of which are particularly strong, belong to those powerful people in the Soul-Merking Realm. As for the venerables in the Land-Breaking Realm, none of them have faith in him. Obviously, faith power cannot be easily generated. The first thing they need is faith. For Xiao Yi now, he can only exchange strong combat power for convincing and gather faith.
However, now it seems that the stronger the cultivation level and the firmer the spiritual will, the harder it is to develop faith, because you believe that you can become invincible and do not believe in any strong person.
As for whether there are other ways to develop faith, Xiao Yi is not sure. In Xiao Yi's understanding, in later generations, whether it is Western Christianity or ancient Indian Buddhism, there are preachers. They either do good deeds and accumulate virtues, or spread doctrines to influence the world and accumulate believers. Even if the Taoism, which is the most tranquil and inaction, must be shaped as a golden body for Taoism, and inevitably enter the world. It is because of the land of China in the future that many Taoisms have bloomed. Over the past 1,800 years, hundreds of flowers bloomed and hundreds of schools of thought contend, and many Taoist ancestors emerged.
"Three days later, go to my Northern Wilderness and Western Regions War Emperor Palace, you will have a month."
The Haoyang Saint said again, then took a step and stopped staying. The void in front of him cracked open. He stepped into it, and the crack in the space slowly healed without a trace of power leaking out.
In the void, many human powerful people also left one after another, and some walked into Shousheng Temple. After the many powerful people left, not many people in Nianhuang City left. Many people's eyes were bright and stared at the bright yellow sword marks in the void, and there was an unconcealed look of desire in their eyes.
Taiyin Divine Sword!
These sword marks contain the true meaning of the Taiyin Divine Sword of the Taiyin Saint, and also have the power of the two major laws of Taiyin and Sword. Even if it is just a trace left in the void, it is definitely a rare opportunity to comprehend one or two. Some people even hope to learn the Taiyin Divine Sword. This is a quasi-king method, and it can also be called quasi-king Ce, and to a certain extent, it is almost the same as Wang Ce.
Three days were left for Xiao Yi and others to sort out the gains and repair the injured body. Fighting fiercely for several days, the younger generation was extremely tired, both physically and mentally, but these three days were used to rest and recuperate. The generals fought for nothing but a place, a truly magnificent world, between the five directions, the sea of wronged souls that could not be crossed for a specific time.
Soon, a young novice monk came out in the central restricted area and in the Shousheng Temple, and invited the younger generation to enter the temple to rest.
Many people showed envy. Shousheng Temple has always been difficult to enter. Even the Venerable of Pidi Realm could not enter easily without the consent of the elders in the temple. The mystery of the first general in the Western Regions of the Northern Desert has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts over the years.
Of course, not many people were invited, only thirty people including Xiao Yi, as well as their tribe members or relatives, and others were still blocked outside the temple.
Xiao Yi did not refuse and walked into the temple with Bei Xue Xingtian and the other two. The bronze door of the temple was full of mottled traces. As soon as he stepped into the temple, Xiao Yi felt an unspeakable ancient charm. The vicissitudes of time rushed towards him. There were ancient Zen rooms with pagodas in the distance. However, even in Shousheng Temple, it was regarded as a forbidden place and the elders in the temple were not allowed to approach it.
Hey!
At the same time, Xiao Yi's heart moved, unlike outside the temple. As soon as he entered Shousheng Temple, he felt a sea-like faith power. This faith power was filled with a kind of Zen spirit, gentle and pure, flawless and pure, which was more than ten times purer than the faith power he received. However, no matter how he led it, these faith powers were unmoved, as if a whole had no leakage at all.
Xiao Yi was thinking, and he looked into the distance, and there were ancient pagodas standing in front of him. Looking closely, there were fifty pagodas, of which forty-nine pagodas were 49 feet high, and one of them was fifty feet high. The center of faith in the entire Shousheng Temple was located in the Tallinn.
Xiao Sha Mi led the way, and Xiao Yi and the other four moved into a Zen room. The Zen room was prepared. Although it was a SEEN, it was all rare spiritual herbs and fruits, and ordinary generals could not afford it. Only the first generals in the Western Regions of the Northern Desert such as Shousheng Temple could have such a work.
Within three days, no one disturbed him. Xiao Yi calmed down and cultivated his energy. He rarely did not practice or comprehend the Tao. Instead, he slept on the couch and finally fell asleep.
After several days of fierce fighting and enlightenment, Xiao Yi felt tired, not spiritual will or physical body, but a kind of boredom that originated from the depths of his soul. In Shousheng Temple, Xiao Yi finally let go of all the constraints. In the tranquility, he entered his dream in tranquility. In the dream, he saw rows of tall buildings, rolling elevated buildings, winding elevated walls like dragons, and the Terracotta Warriors and Horses sleeping in the ground fading. Later, everything became blurred. He seemed to see two familiar faces, but it seemed to be through a layer of gauze. The more he stared, the more he went away, until he finally disappeared in the vast sea of fog...
Xiao Yi woke up, and the sun shone through the gaps on the wooden window. Xiao Yi stretched out his hand, and a ray of sunlight fell into his palm. He felt the warmth and realized that this was true.
But soon, a hint of solidity appeared in his eyes.
"It's not a dream!" He paused word by word, with a sonorous tone and unprecedented firmness.
When he walked out of the Zen room, the sun was shining brightly, and the faith in Shousheng Temple was still unfathomable. Xiao Yi saw Beixue Xingtian and Siwu. There were many Zen rooms here, and many younger generations were resting here. At this moment, it was not just Xiao Yi and the other two who came out.
"Brother Xiao!"
A light voice sounded, and the girl Jinyang walked from not far away. Now she was wearing a long dress with plain gauze. Although there was still a hazy light covering her face, she had a more human flavor than before.
Undoubtedly, this is a rare celestial girl from the generals of the Northern Desert and Western Regions. She is also beautiful and has an extraordinary background. She is the young leader of the Jinyang generals. At this moment, her lotus steps move slowly, and her graceful figure appears faintly. Sometimes a piece of jade arm appears, which is also crystal clear and flawless, condensed like mutton fat, making people want to have a glimpse of the beauty of the sky.
Xiao Yi nodded slightly. He could feel the kindness of this woman, which was one of the few gains in this competition between the generals.
At this moment, some young strong men walked out of the Zen room one after another. Xiao Yi saw Mo Yunzi and noticed Xiao Yi's gaze. Mo Yunzi was stunned at first, and a look of fear appeared in the depths of his pupils, but then he showed a sneer and then walked away. (Please subscribe and recommend votes! Everyone will vote for the Human Emperor!) (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!)