Chapter 296: One Hundred Semi-Saints, Is that Just a Drop in the Bucket?

"Teacher, what is this Lotus of Chaos?"

Ning Ping'an looked at Ci Song and explained seriously: "The Lotus of Chaos is a treasure formed by the power of chaos in the world of chaos. According to legend, there is a Chaos Lotus Lake in the world of chaos, and all the lakes are filled with Lotus of Chaos. As long as If you can get a Lotus of Chaos from it, you can take another step forward no matter what level you are in."

"But the Chaos Lotus Lake is located deep in the Chaos Realm and cannot be reached easily. It is full of dangers and has the power of various chaotic rules. What's more, the Chaos Lotus Lake is guarded by more than a dozen semi-saint realm kings at the same time. It is basically impossible for us literati in Tianyuan Continent to obtain it.”

Hearing this, Ci Song hated Xianshidian even more. He still couldn't understand that any scholar who could break through to the semi-saint realm was not the most talented person of his generation. Their literary heart must also be very firm. In this way The literati eventually became selfish, greedy, and lost their original intentions.

"Teacher, since the First Master Palace is so inactive, why don't everyone unite to resist the First Master Palace?"

"Whether it's Han Yan, me, or even other literati, even several semi-sages in Confucianism, although they all have a lot of criticisms about the First Master's Hall, everyone has their own considerations in their hearts."

Ning Ping'an stood up from the chair, sat upright and said: "Actually, the reason is very simple, because Tianguan is the last level of shelter in Tianyuan Continent, and the First Master Palace will go to Tianguan together every ten years to bless the people in Tianyuan. The seal, once there is no First Master Palace, the Tianguan Seal will weaken over time, and then the alien army will attack. At the same time, without the protection of the First Master Palace, the entire continent's literati will also lose their foundation. "

"This is the reason why no one dares to unite to resist the First Master Palace. No one wants to see the entire civilized system of Tianyuan Continent completely collapse, so most literati will choose to compromise when facing the First Master Palace."

After listening, Ci Song asked a very strange question: "Teacher, are you and Grandpa Cuo..."

"You don't have to worry about this. The First Master Palace doesn't dare to mess with me and senior brother." Ning Ping'an replied.

"That's right. After all, just like what you said, the entire strategist family now only has you, Grandpa Cuo, and Yao'er's teacher. If the First Master Hall dares to provoke you, they will also have to pay a heavy price." Ci Song said to himself. Said to himself.

Hearing this, Ning Ping'an nodded and said: "Yes, the First Master's Palace also deliberately targeted me and my senior brother back then. At that time, both of our senior brothers had just broken through to the semi-saint realm. It was when we were in high spirits, and my senior brother Faced with the target of the First Master Palace, in a fit of anger, he pulled me together to kill Bai Yujing in the sky. In that battle, at least a hundred and a half saints from the First Master Palace fell, if it were not for the sub-sage from the First Master Palace. We took action and chose to stop fighting. The two parties reached a verbal agreement. The half-saints in the First Master Palace who have not yet fallen asleep may have been killed by our two brothers. "

"There is also Bai Yujing in this world?"

Ci Song murmured in his heart, then smiled and said: ""Teacher, do you and Grandpa Cuo still have such a glorious history?"

Ci Song once asked his teacher and Gongsun Cuo, hoping to learn some past things from them, but they were unwilling to take the initiative to mention it, and would only talk about it when the time was right.

"What's the use? A mere hundred and a half saints are nothing to the First Master's Hall." Ning Ping'an slowly shook his head.

"A hundred semi-saints are just a drop in the bucket?"

There was a look of shock on Ci Song's face. This was the realm of a semi-saint, and he was not a cabbage on the street. The only semi-saints he had seen so far were Gongsun Cuo and Yan Zheng.

"Yes, many half-saints and even sub-saints will choose to seal themselves and fall into a deep sleep at the last moment of their lives, in order to use their last life span to protect Tianyuan Continent. If a strong enemy comes, If they commit a crime, they will be awakened by the people in this world, and then use their last lifespan to choose to die together with the powerful enemy. "

"Otherwise, why would your father be chased for thousands of miles by just four half-saints? It was precisely because the Temple of the First Master awakened a strong man in the sub-sage realm who had been sleeping for many years. That sub-sage used his last power to Your father was seriously injured at the cost of his life."

Ning Ping'an sighed slightly and said: "I accidentally said too much. You can understand these things by yourself later. I am also a little tired, so I'm going to rest first. You should also recuperate. There will probably be someone tomorrow. I’ll take you to the trial.”

"What kind of trial, old..."

Before Ci Song finished speaking, Ning Ping'an had already left his room. He sighed helplessly and said, "Teacher, it's true that he always talks half of his words."

Afterwards, Ci Song came to the bedroom and lay on the bed, thinking about what Han Yan and his teacher had said to him today.

. . . . . .

In the early morning of the next day, Ci Song and Ning Ping'an started practicing sword practice as usual at dawn. Ci Song used his two-handed sword against his teacher's one-handed sword. Unlike before, Ning Ping'an practiced his two-handed sword against himself in Ci Song. During the fight, Ning Ping'an would point out Ci Song's shortcomings.

Just when the two had just finished their sparring, Shang Wuliang appeared in Ci Song's courtyard with a strange man in purple.

"Junior Brother Ci Song, Brother Ning, have you started practicing so early?"

Shang Wuliang stepped forward and greeted Ci Song and Ning Ping'an.

"The day's plan begins in the morning, isn't Senior Brother Shang very early?"

Ci Song smiled and replied, then looked at the man behind Shang Wuliang. The man looked to be in his forties, wearing a purple robe similar to Han Yan. He was not handsome, but his temperament was inexplicably majestic.

"This is..."

"Let me introduce you. This is the dean of our Han Sheng College, Han Mu, Dean Han."

Shang Wuliang introduced Ci Song and Ning Ping'an.

"My friend Ci Song, I had some things to deal with yesterday, so I couldn't get away to see you, but I already know that you defeated Wuliang in front of all the students of Han Sheng College yesterday." Han Mu said slowly.

"Dean Han, the competition with Senior Brother Shang yesterday was just a little bit. If both of us showed our true abilities, the outcome would be unknown." Ci Song replied politely.

"You don't have to be too modest. I came here today to take you to participate in the trial left by Han Sheng to see if you are destined to be with my Fa family." Han Mu said.

Ci Song thought he had heard wrongly, and looked at Han Mu with some doubt, saying: "Me? Are you sure, I am a Confucian disciple?"

"Han Sheng was also a Confucian disciple."

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