Among the Three Qing Sects and the Three Qing ancestral lands, only Nalan Ye and Zhang Yi were among them.
Zhang Yi looked at the ten statues in front of him with different expressions and couldn't help but fall into a divine state.
He found that these statues seemed to have a trace of charm, and exuded wonderful and magical power at all times.
"This is the sect leader of my Sanqing Sect, and it is their inheritance after generation that has made the Sanqing Sect. However, not all the sect masters are qualified to enter the Sanqing Ancestral Land. Only those who have made great contributions to the Sanqing Sect are qualified.
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"This is the first sect leader. He founded the Sanqing Sect with one hand. He is a genius of the times. The Sanqing Holy Dharma was also created by him and finally embarked on the road to ascending immortality..."
Nalan Ye pointed to the first statue on his left hand with endless charm and introduced his admiration.
"This is the fifth generation leader of the Sanqing Sect. When the Sanqing Sect was besieged by several major forces in the ancient domain, it was almost destroyed. Finally, he stood up and quelled the war with his own strength..."
"This is the eighth generation sect leader. Under his leadership, the Sanqing Sect's reputation in the ancient domain has increased significantly; this is the twelfth generation sect leader..."
Nalan Ye introduced each statue in front of Zhang Yi one by one like a detailed record, and also presented the history of the Three Qing Sect to Zhang Yi.
"It is precisely because of their existence that the Sanqing Sect is now. You must remember their appearance in your heart!"
Nalan Ye explained and said with a serious expression.
Zhang Yi nodded thoughtfully. With his cultivation level, he had already reached the level of never forgetting his eyes, but his eyes remained on the first statue. He always felt that the first master of the Sanqing Sect was familiar.
, but the specific feeling is not enough.
"Where did you see it? Why can't you remember it?"
This phenomenon is extremely strange, as if someone had forcibly erased that memory.
"Zhang Yi, becoming the chief disciple of the Sanqing Sect means that the burden on you will be much heavier and will also attract the attention of major forces in the ancient domain."
"If the Taoist List is about to appear today, you should be famous all over the world with the identity of the chief of the Three Qing Sect."
"Although you come from Wuling Dao Sect, Wuling Dao Sect is in line with my Sanqing Sect. Strictly speaking, you are also a member of my Sanqing Sect."
On this day, Nalan Ye told Zhang Yi a lot, perhaps because he wanted to establish Zhang Yi's sense of belonging to the Three Qing Sect.
But Zhang Yi's reaction was always cold, and his attention was always on the statue of the first sect leader.
Fortunately, Nalan Ye also knew that the Taoist people were indifferent by nature, so he did not blame Zhang Yi.
"By the way, I found that both Qinglian and Yueyao care about you very much. When Yueyao asked you to come to the Sanqing Sect, she almost turned against her."
"Maybe you can make the two of them reconcile."
Nalan Ye suddenly looked at Zhang Yi with a strange expression.
"What the hell happened between them?"
Through various signs, Zhang Yi could also realize that Yue Yao and Qinglian had a good relationship before, but for some reason, he suddenly became like this.
It seems that since he has a memory, the two of them have been particularly unfavorable.
Although his scalp was numb when he thought of Taoist Qinglian, it was impossible for him not to care about Yueyao.
"When they came to the ancient realm to experience it, they were amazing. At that time, the Three Qing Sects wanted to keep them in the Three Qing Sect, but they eventually returned to Wuling."
"Since then, I have never seen them appear at the same time. I didn't ask them what happened, but it probably has to do with the death of their master."
When Nalan Ye mentioned this past incident, a hint of regret appeared on his handsome face.
"Because of the death of the master?!"
Zhang Yi frowned slightly. In his impression, Yue Yao never mentioned Master, so he was completely unfamiliar to him.
"If you want to resolve the grudge between them, you may only be able to get started. You won't sit idly by the way, right?"
Nalan Ye stared at Zhang Yi as if he wanted to see him through.
Zhang Yi nodded. He had the chance to ask Yue Yao what happened back then. Of course... everything was based on Yue Yao's willingness.
Just thinking about the scene where Yue Yao and Qing Lian were together, Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel numb and immediately stopped thinking about this.
"I've finished saying what I should say, and I'll teach you the Three Pure Holy Dharmas!"
"Remember, the Three Pure Holy Dharmas must not be passed on from outside!"
Nalan Ye reminded him cautiously.
Zhang Yi nodded and agreed.
Nalan Ye walked to the statue of the first sect leader, and bowed three times and nine times with a pious expression. At the same time, he was muttering something, but he didn't know what he was saying.
The next moment, Nalan Ye stood up, and three identical figures appeared between his hands seals, and each one was the same, both in terms of breath and cultivation, as if there was no difference.
"Isn't this one qi transforming into three clears?"
Zhang Yi looked at the scene in front of him, his mind exploded, and he thought of a character in the world mythology and legend.
"I understand, why do you see the first generation sect leader so familiar? He is somewhat similar to the aura of the first generation Confucian saint!"
"So... they are the same person when one qi transforms into three purities?"
Zhang Yi seemed to have grasped the key to the problem, and his expression suddenly became excited, and he became more and more sure of the answer in his heart.
"So, if I could find him, maybe I could figure out why I came to this world?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Yi's heartbeat accelerated a little.
"Zhang Yi! Don't be distracted, look directly at the pupils of the first sect leader, the inheritance of the Three Pure Holy Dharma is about to begin!"
Three voices resounded in Zhang Yi's ears like three-dimensional surrounds, and Nalan Ye reminded him anxiously.
I don’t even look at when it’s already, but I’m still distracted!
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yi immediately calmed down and stopped thinking about other things. He stared at the pupils of the first sect leader.
As time goes by, the statue of the first sect leader shines with divine light, and Nalan Ye's two divisions begin to become illusory, as if they will disappear at any time.
"boom!"
Two golden divine lights suddenly burst out from the pupils of the first sect leader, heading straight to Zhang Yi's mind, and a large stream of memories poured into it.
In Zhang Yi's mind, a figure was teaching him the Three Pure Holy Methods by word and deed, and he evolved into divisions and body and reorganized again and again. Zhang Yi also imitated according to the picture in his mind.
"It's finally done!"
Seeing this scene, Nalan Ye breathed a sigh of relief and removed the two divisions, but her breath weakened a lot. It seemed that the consumption of her use of the Three Pure Holy Methods was also extremely huge.
"I wonder what level you can reach for the first time to comprehend the Three Pure Holy Dharma? I realized the first part of the body, and the second part of the body was realized in just ten years.
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When Nalan Ye talked about this past, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes. Her speed of understanding was able to be named in the entire history of the Three Qing Sect.