The Earth Is My Dantian

Do not! ! !

More than fifty Golden Core Eighteen Transformers wailed at the same time, wishing they could fly up immediately and try their best to stop Ye Sheng.

The wisdom of various schools of thought, what a precious wealth, was actually taken by Ye Sheng first.

They beat their chests and feet angrily, their eyes were red with hatred, and they gritted their teeth in resentment.

To no avail.

Ye Sheng has already entered, and in everyone's eyes, he is the first to enter the Hundred Saints Hall.

"Hurry up, we must speed up. Ye Sheng is alone, and there are many inheritances from all schools of thought." Some people were impatient, resisted the huge pressure, and continued to move forward.

This is the case with all of us, we must speed up, and even when it is difficult, we cannot get nothing.

Zhou Yi also saw Ye Sheng go in, without any disturbance, he is now attentively listening to the teachings of the masters and saints, there is also a huge treasure hidden on the stone steps, but few people have found it.

When Ye Sheng stepped behind the stone gate, he felt that he had entered a strange space.

At a glance, you can see the surrounding area, which is hundreds of miles in size, and there are millions of bamboo slips of various types inside. At a glance, Ye Sheng's eyes are stunned, piled together, several mountains.

Ye Sheng picked up a bamboo slip and flipped through it. It was a book written by various schools of thought.

"Put it away." Ye Sheng took out the alchemy furnace of the gods and gathered them all in.

Immediately, the space didn't seem so crowded.

With a few mountains missing, Ye Sheng wandered around here.

All kinds of stone slabs, engraved on the stone slabs are pictures of hundreds of scholars gathering together to discuss, walking forward, there are some statues, count carefully, one hundred.

This is the founder of all schools of thought.

Every time Ye Sheng passed a statue, he would pay respects earnestly, meeting his seniors with the etiquette of his seniors.

Ye Sheng looked at it in amazement when all the hundred statues were worshipped.

"Where is the inheritance?" Ye Sheng didn't quite understand. Except for the statues and stone slabs, there were only bamboo slips, and there was nothing else.

Ye Sheng, who entered here alone, checked carefully and found a lake.

In the central area of ​​the hundred statues, there is a lake.

The water in the lake was black, Ye Sheng squatted down, stretched out his hand to scoop it up, and saw that it was not water.

ink!

This lake is full of ink.

Moreover, as soon as Ye Sheng touched it, the hundreds of statues suddenly shone brightly.

"Hahaha, after so many years, someone has finally come." Laughter rang out one after another, and old people emerged and walked out of the statue.

"All schools of thought?" Ye Sheng looked at in shock.

These people are all old people, they have no physical body, they are the backhands arranged on the statue, who met Ye Sheng tens of thousands of years later.

"We are the hundred schools of thought." The hundred elders looked at Ye Sheng with a smile.

"I am Laozi, how are you, little friend." Laozi saluted.

Ye Sheng quickly stood up, respectfully said: "I have met you seniors."

He was full of doubts, could this be the inheritance of all schools of thought?

"Little friend is very polite. He greeted each of us before. Sure enough, the calculation of time and space is correct. The savior of this world is here." The old man laughed loudly.

"The savior?" Ye Sheng asked strangely, did he mean him?

"During the heyday of all schools of thought, we were about to leave this world, so we worked together to deduce the future and saw the infinite possibilities in endless time and space." said an old man in a black Confucian robe.

"Deduce the future?" Ye Sheng was shocked,

Are these people so powerful?

"You don't need to be shocked, the future is ever-changing, changing every moment, people can't see clearly, it's not a big deal, old man Confucius." Confucius said with a smile.

Ye Sheng nodded thoughtfully. Both time and space are unknown, and the unknown can be changed. The future is really changing every moment.

"The seniors deduced the future, and then arranged this Hundred Saints Hall?" Ye Sheng asked.

"That's right, we worked together to deduce the future, and in different time periods, we saw the same ending." Lao Tzu nodded.

"What kind of ending?" Ye Sheng asked.

"This world has been ruined by people from outside the region." Confucius said seriously.

"Destroyed?" Ye Sheng looked at them in surprise.

"One billion and eighty million endings are all the same. We have deduced it for ten years, exhausted our energy, and saw that this place will be destroyed by people from outside the region in the future." Confucius said.

Ye Sheng asked: "Then does this have something to do with me?"

"Yes, one billion and eighty million endings are the same, but at one billion and eighty million and one time, there is a change, and the change is you, my friend." Lao Tzu nodded.

Ye Sheng pointed at himself and said, "Am I a variable?"

"That's right, after the little friend appeared, the ending changed. There was a fog, and it was impossible to see clearly, but it was better than being destroyed, so we arranged this Hundred Saints Hall, leaving a backup, trying to help the little friend Once." The old man nodded.

"Seniors, are you not afraid that I will get your help and not save the world?" Ye Sheng asked.

"It doesn't matter. Since you appeared, the situation has changed drastically. At least the destruction is gone, so I will help you once and let you grow up. We don't need you to save the world." Confucius shook his head.

"Little friend, this ink pool is left over from our writing articles back then. You can enter it. We will discuss it for you once. It is congratulations on changing the dark ending." Confucius said with a smile.

Ye Sheng thought for a while, nodded and said, "Thank you, seniors."

After taking off his clothes and entering the ink pool, Ye Sheng suddenly felt a huge energy pouring into his body.

This is the power of Baisheng. At this moment, help Ye Sheng absorb it and improve Ye Sheng's cultivation.

And the next moment, the Baisheng Discussion began.

Hundreds of sages discussed the Tao for Ye Sheng together. They discussed various things, from humanities to land, from practice to enlightenment, from birth to death...

Ye Sheng listened like this, and fell into an inexplicable feeling.

His cultivation base is constantly improving, and one hundred saints are discussing the Tao for Ye Sheng. What kind of opportunity is this?

The energy in the ink pool was too thick, and Ye Sheng's realm was directly broken.

...

I don't know how long it has passed, Ye Sheng opened his eyes, and found that everything around him was normal, and the saints of all schools had disappeared.

The ink pool is still the same, but the energy inside has disappeared and was absorbed by Ye Sheng, and his cultivation level has been directly upgraded to Jindan Ten Transformations.

This is entirely by chance, from Baisheng Lun Dao, and the energy in the ink pool is also rare.

Ye Sheng clenched his fists, and a strong force penetrated his whole body. He improved five transformations at a time. He hadn't accumulated it yet, but he didn't have any sequelae. It was all thanks to Baisheng Lun Dao, who healed Ye Sheng's shortcoming of continuous broken mirrors.

Ye Sheng got up, washed his body, changed his clothes, and saw someone coming in.

The eldest prince, not only him, but also more than fifty other Golden Core Eighteen Changes.

"Ye Sheng, hand over the inheritance of the Hundred Saints, or you will definitely die today." The eldest prince was extremely jealous when he met his enemy, and he roared directly without even thinking about it.

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