Chapter 278: The White Bone Tower, the Corpses of Alien Races in the Holy Land, and the Mission of the Students From the Five Colleges

"It's not that difficult, it's just that I have different ideas from him. The swordsmanship that was transformed by the efforts of the ancestors of Taoism is the sword of Tianyuan Continent and the sword of all living beings.

But my sword is my own sword. I cannot be like the ancestors of Taoism, who can adapt to the world and rule by doing nothing, have the world in mind, and protect the common people. When I practice swordsmanship, I must do something and not do something, so my The inheritance of swordsmanship cannot pass the test of the Taoist ancestor. "

Ning Ping'an sighed, recalling that back then, he was only one step away from getting this inheritance, but in the end, he gave up, because if he got the inheritance, it meant that he had an extra blessing. The responsibility of all living beings.

"Have a heart for the world and protect the common people?"

After hearing this, Ci Song shook his head and said: "Teacher, this inheritance is not suitable for me. You know me. I am not the kind of great man who is willing to sacrifice himself for the common people."

Hearing this, Ning Ping'an chuckled lightly and said, "You are quite self-aware. I brought you here because I wanted you to go through the inheritance test, and I didn't expect you to get it."

"Kowtow to the plaque and let's go."

As Ning Ping'an said, he bowed to the plaque first, while Ci Song followed Ning Ping'an's instructions and kowtowed to the shabby and blurred plaque.

"Teacher, where are we going next?" Ci Song raised his head and asked curiously.

"Of course I will go to South Korea. Although there are many wonderful sights in Daliang, they are not as good as this Hanging View."

As Ning Ping'an spoke, he suddenly stopped and frowned slightly, as if he had discovered something.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Ci Song asked curiously when he saw this.

"No, I feel an ominous atmosphere."

Ning Ping'an said and walked forward. Soon, they came to the edge of the Hanging Temple. Then Ning Ping'an flew with his sword and took Ci Song to the lower foundation supporting the Hanging Temple. It was a building made of bones. The completed bone tower, a human figure can be vaguely seen inside the bone tower.

"I didn't expect that the corpse of a foreign race from the Holy Realm was suppressed below the Hanging Temple."

Ning Ping'an's sword landed on top of the bone tower, looking at the figure below, he said.

"Sacred realm corpses? Are they the bones of aliens from the saint realm?"

Ci Song looked at the shadow in the bone tower and asked curiously.

"This holy realm is not that holy realm. The literary realm we are cultivating today was set by Confucius before he ascended. The corpse in front of us should be that of a foreign race tens of thousands of years ago. It is the realm of cultivation before Confucius ascended. The Holy Realm is a general term that belongs to the powerful people of that era, similar to the Yasheng in today's literature."

Ning Ping'an explained, and then said: "This corpse should have wanted to shake the Xuankong Temple with its own power during its lifetime, but it was a pity that the Taoist disciples sacrificed their lives, cast it into a bone tower, and suppressed it here."

"Strange, why haven't I discovered the existence of this bone tower before? Is it because the aura of inheritance has covered it up?"

Ning Ping'an said, suddenly remembered something, and then said: "No, the atmosphere here is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Ci Song asked curiously.

"The atmosphere here seems to be a little different."

Ning Ping'an frowned, then he looked into the bone tower and saw that the holy corpse was moving slowly.

Immediately afterwards, the corpse made a strange sound, speaking some language that Ci Song could not understand, as if it was sighing or cursing.

"It's not dead, it's just asleep?"

Ning Ping'an was slightly stunned. This holy corpse had been suppressed for thousands of years, but it was not dead yet. This was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"In that case, I will give you a ride today."

Ning Ping'an's blue talent flowed slowly, and a blue sword suddenly appeared in his hand, rushing towards the holy corpse.

"I will send you to see reincarnation today."

The holy corpse seemed to have noticed something, and actually raised its head and looked at Ning Ping'an, with a pair of green eyes shining with a strange light.

But before the corpse could make any other moves, the sky-wide sword light instantly enveloped the entire bone tower.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the holy corpse was instantly submerged by the sword light, leaving only a piece of dust, but the bone tower outside it was safe and sound.

"The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. The vitality of this alien race is indeed tenacious."

Ning Ping'an sighed, and then waved his right hand gently at the bone tower, blowing away the dust of the holy corpses suppressed inside.

"Hey, this is the first time I've seen the teacher take action. It does look a bit powerful."

Ci Song stood behind Ning Pingan, stepping on the flying sword. Just when Ning Pingan released his talent,

Ci Song only felt a vast sword intent coming toward his face, and his whole body seemed to be in an endless sea of ​​swords. Such methods were indeed a bit terrifying.

"Teacher, are there many alien races like this?"

Ci Song asked curiously. He found that he really knew too little about the outside world, especially foreign races, which could be said to be completely ignorant.

"Go up and talk."

Ning Ping'an wielded the sword again, took Ci Song back to the Xuankong Temple, got on the bullock cart, and returned the same way.

"It seems that my senior brother has not told you about the alien race."

Ning Ping'an put on his bamboo hat, with a hint of sigh in his words. He looked up into the air, and then asked Ci Song: "Ci Song, do you know where most of the students from the five major academies went after they graduated? "

"I don't know."

Ci Song shook his head. He had wanted to ask this question for a long time, but since he had just entered school not long ago, if he asked directly, he would appear to be very utilitarian.

"They went to Tianguan to avoid the invasion of Tianyuan Continent by foreign races."

"Tianguan?" This was the first time Ci Song heard this title.

"In ancient times, tens of thousands of Taoist disciples of the Holy Realm used their lives to build the Holy Qi Divine Wall to protect Tianyuan. However, the aliens never gave up their intrusion on Tianyuan Continent. Three thousand years ago, the aliens used secret techniques to invade the extreme north of Tianyuan Continent. , opened a gap, and for a time, millions of aliens poured into Tianyuan, destroying all living beings. "

"Fortunately, half a month later, Kong Sheng became a saint and drove out millions of aliens. However, due to the difference between Confucianism and Taoism, Kong Sheng could not repair the gap, so he had no choice but to immediately build the Tianguan to resist the aliens, but because Tianguan needed human races Therefore, after graduating, students from the five major academies will go to Tianguan to guard the Holy Qi Divine Wall to prevent alien invasion for ten years. "

"This is the experience of students from the fifth college, and it is also their mission."

"What exactly is the alien race?" Ci Song asked curiously.

"The alien race is not a creature of our world. According to legend, they come from other worlds. They are different from the human race, and their cultivation path is also different from ours. They focus on the physical body and use their strength to prove the Tao. What they pursue is to use their strength to defeat all laws."

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