Dangdangdangdang...

On the torch, the bells ring and the sound is vast, revealing the solemn and sacred.

From a distance, a faint light of fire appeared on the top of the mountain.

Seeing this, everyone looked upright.

"From today, the Guangming Academy will open the door to convenience...

"When you enter our sect, you will be able to preach the Dharma. All sentient beings are equal, and there is no difference in teachings!"

The calm sound was like the rippling blue waves, slowly coming.

Suddenly, the entire torch was restless under the torch.

A hint of surprise, surprise and surprise appeared on everyone's face.

"What is the Guangming Academy doing?"

"Transfer the Dharma in the world...Transfer the Dharma in the world is the ambition of the ancestors of Guangming Academy!"

"The law cannot be passed on lightly, otherwise there will be endless disasters. The ancestors of Guangming Academy have known the pros and cons of it well, so they choose disciples to follow the advantages and have never easily passed on the law."

There are many sects in the world, and the emergence of sects is for the purpose of protecting and inheriting them.

There has never been any sect or any sect who treats the Dharma in their own sect as a common weapon in the world.

After the first king sacrifice, although the Guangming Academy lowered the threshold for choosing disciples, at least there was a threshold there.

Now what I mean is to spread the Dharma to the world, and there are teachings but no distinction.

"bring it on!"

Just as Wang Qiong was confused, a voice sounded in his heart.

Wang Qiong was slightly stunned, then stepped out and flew directly to the top of the Torrent Mountain.

The wind is flying, and the cliff is magnificent.

Under the blue sky, a figure stood, beside him was a huge tree as green as a canopy.

The fallen flowers are falling with a few dead leaves.

"Great coach!" Wang Qiong looked from a distance and bowed.

Since he returned from the wasteland, the Academy of Light has taken good care of him, and has resisted a lot of pressure and troubles both openly and secretly.

Especially Wang Xuangang, the great coach of the Guangming Academy spent no less effort on Wang Qiong than Ji Yuanchen at that time, and even more than that.

"You are here!" Wang Xuangang whispered. He had never turned around, but there was a hint of joy in his words.

"The Palace Master did not misunderstand the person. He was so evil that he took over his fortune. You finally took your own path... I don't know how many great geniuses have stopped this step!"

The dragon vein of the Prison, the Lord of the Prison was born, and Wang Qiong was eventually reborn in Nirvana and transformed and recreated in life and death.

This step is indeed full of levels, but once you come over it, you will be invincible for hundreds of kalpas and all things will never fade.

"Great coach, why..." Wang Qiong wanted to speak but stopped, but the meaning was very obvious.

A behemoth like the Guangming Academy does not set a threshold to spread the Dharma to the world. How much turmoil and trouble will this cause?

Originally, the forty-nine cities in the world have branches of the Guangming Academy. In this way, wouldn’t everyone be able to practice and practice Taoism?

People's hearts are hard to suppress. Once the power is spread, it will be like a flood and a beast, which is probably difficult to control. This is probably something the court does not want to see.

Since ancient times, Confucianism has used literature to disrupt the law, while chivalrous people have violated the ban with martial arts.

Once the people's wisdom is opened and martial arts are passed down from generation to generation, it is often not conducive to class rule.

"The old blind man in your town said that there will be a big change in the world!" Wang Xuangang said suddenly.

"What?"

Wang Qiong was stunned, and the figure of an old blind man appeared in his mind.

The sickly and blood-white old blind man, who was leaning on a bamboo stick all day long.

"What? Is it very unexpected?" Wang Xuangang turned around and smiled.

"Have your boss not mentioned it to you? The identity of that old blind man?"

"It should be more than just a blind man!" Wang Qiong whispered.

The boss who sells pork, the lame uncle who thugs the iron, and the old blind man who tells fortune...

When they were in Sanyang Town, these three people were Wang Qiong's closest elders.

Wang Qiong is most interested in the old blind man because he is never accurate in fortune telling, but his business is very good.

The most important thing is that the old blind man is good at telling stories.

In his story, the love is intense, the movements are wonderful, and there are many kinds of tricks. It is just two or three people, but the sense of the picture is vividly revealed in his mind.

So, when Wang Qiong was in Sanyang Town, he wanted to run to the old blind man if he had anything to do. He heard that he was drunk and was full of nonsense.

Beautiful and talented men, strange powers and gods, rich and infatuated, secret affairs of kings and princes...

Every time at this time, Wang Qiong felt that the old blind man was not simple. He seemed to know everything, and even knew which concubine Qin Emperor was wearing what size.

How could such a person be ordinary? How could he be willing to stay in this small Sanyang Town?

"The boss never mentions it. He doesn't like blind uncles very much!" Wang Qiong shook his head.

When I was in Sanyang Town, the boss didn’t interact with the old blind man much, and sometimes he would have a drink with the lame uncle.

He said that the blind man was talking nonsense all day long, and it felt like a big girl was stripped naked in front of him, and that feeling was very bad.

"Tianji...that old blind man is Tianji!" Wang Xuangang suddenly said

Buzz...

Wang Qiong's head "boomed". Even though he had already guessed, he heard the name from Wang Xuangang's mouth.

He still couldn't hide his shock.

Tianji, one of the twelve thrones.

The small Sanyang Town actually hid two twelve thrones masters.

Black Blade and Heavenly Secret.

Not to mention there is a more mysterious demon craftsman!

"By the way, Lin Luotian also came out from there." Wang Qiong's thoughts moved.

On that day, in the "Dharma-Ending Sutra", he saw the scene three thousand years ago.

At that time, Sanyang Town was just a dilapidated mountain village.

It was there that the young Lin Luotian met King Hoffa for the first time in his life.

"Can there be some treasure hidden in the broken place?" Wang Qiong murmured to himself.

He has decided that he must take the time to go back and have a look when he has the chance.

"Tianji...that old blind man is Tianji!" Wang Xuangang suddenly said

Buzz...

Wang Qiong's head "boomed". Even though he had already guessed, he heard the name from Wang Xuangang's mouth.

He still couldn't hide his shock.

Tianji, one of the twelve thrones.

The small Sanyang Town actually hid two twelve thrones masters.

Black Blade and Heavenly Secret.

Not to mention there is a more mysterious demon craftsman!

"By the way, Lin Luotian also came out from there." Wang Qiong's thoughts moved.

On that day, in the "Dharma-Ending Sutra", he saw the scene three thousand years ago.

At that time, Sanyang Town was just a dilapidated mountain village.

It was there that the young Lin Luotian met King Hoffa for the first time in his life.

"Can there be some treasure hidden in the broken place?" Wang Qiong murmured to himself.

He has decided that he must take the time to go back and have a look when he has the chance.

"That old blind man said that after the Apocalypse Treasure House is opened, the world will become completely different." Wang Xuangang said.

"What does it mean?" Wang Qiong frowned slightly.

"Everything we see will change, and by that time, everyone will face new changes."

Wang Xuangang gave an even more incomprehensible explanation.

"That old blind man always speaks so sensiblely. If you want to listen thoroughly, you have to add more money!" Wang Xuangang smiled bitterly.

The rumored Tianji, calculating the future, is not acceptable to ordinary people.
To be continued...