Time was lost every minute and second, and another three hours passed in a row.

Zhang Ruochen was still standing straight on the edge of the copper tripod, like a copper block that turned into a human form, about to merge with the copper tripod of Sacrifice Heaven.

I really can't bear it. Many people have lost their patience and don't want to wait any longer and are ready to leave Shangqing Palace.

"Wow!"

At this moment, a purple air flow slowly surged out from the bronze tripod of sacrifice to the sky, rushing into the sky, connecting it with the clouds in the sky.

In the crowd, someone noticed the changes in the Heaven-Shentian Copper Cauldron and exclaimed: "Look, a ray of purple aura gushed out of the Heaven-Shentian Copper Cauldron. How could this happen?"

"There is actually a purple air coming out. Could it be that the ancestor showed his saint?"

...

The disciples who had originally planned to leave immediately returned. They widened their eyes and stared in the direction of the Heaven-Sacrificing Copper Cauldron.

There was actually purple air coming out of the cauldron.

Many people were shocked and found it incredible that there had never been such a strange thing in previous coronation rituals.

The semi-saints and talented women in the Shangqing Palace stared at the bronze tripod of Sacrifice in the sky, and even with their state of mind, they were quite shocked.

"Boom!"

The wisp of purple aura became thicker and thicker, and in the end, it completely turned into a purple aura column connecting the heaven and earth, shaking the clouds in the sky to disperse.

After a moment, the sky above the Qing Palace as the center, with an area of ​​800 miles completely turned purple, blocking the sun and causing the glazed tiles on the ground to reflect a faint purple light.

The purple clouds are like a mysterious and vast ocean, constantly rolling up air waves.

The strange phenomenon in the sky alarmed all the disciples of the Liangyi Sect. They rushed out of the room and looked at the sky, feeling quite shocked in their hearts.

"The purple air is eight hundred miles. Could it be that a certain ancestor has broken through to the holy realm?"

The vision in the sky is really amazing. Many of the disciples from the major spiritual mountains are secretly guessing whether a certain ancestor has broken through to the holy realm?

Or, is it that some great treasure of heaven and earth was born in a certain Lingshan Mountain?

"Swish!"

A white holy shadow flew up from the main spirit mountain of Shangqing Palace, turned into a light shuttle, passing through layers of purple air, and came to the palace of Shangqing Palace.

Once the white holy light was collected, it turned into a white-bearded and old Taoist.

He was wearing a white Taoist robe, with Tai Chi marks printed on the front of the Taoist robe and Bagua compass printed on the back of the Taoist robe, looking like a fairy-like Taoist robe.

All the half-saints stood up one after another and bowed to the old Taoist, "Welcome to the ancestor Taiyi."

The old Taoist white-robed gaze stared at Zhang Ruochen outside, and did not turn around, but just raised his two fingers slightly to signal that the half-saints did not need much politeness.

Then, he asked with a serious look: "What is the origin of this boy?"

Zixia Bansaint stood up and said, "Report to the ancestor, this son is a disciple of Zixia Lingshan, Changsheng Academy."

Master Taiyi said: "It has been many years since the bronze tripod of sacrifice to heaven has been placed in Shangqing Palace, and it is the first time that such a vision has occurred. This boy is not simple."

When Zixia's semi-saint heard Master Taiyi praise Lin Yue so much, he was naturally very pleased. His wrinkled old face showed a very proud smile and looked at Yuanlong semi-saint not far away.

The look seemed to be saying, seeing whether he saw it, even the ancestor praised Lin Yue, and Pang Long and Lin Yue were probably far behind.

Yuanlong Half Saint snorted coldly, feeling very dissatisfied.

However, with Taiyi Master beside him, he didn't dare to do it.

Taiyi Patriarch is one of the oldest existences in the Liangyi Sect. He has a very high seniority and only appears in the sect every decade. Even a semi-saint-level existence may not be able to let him take a look.

However, he commented on Lin Yue, "This boy is not simple."

If this comment is spread, it will be enough to make Lin Yue famous. In the future, no one will dare to doubt his ability to kill the Youlan Star Envoy.

The sixteen new Saint disciples under the Heaven Sacrifice Copper Cauldron were all moved out by an invisible force and retreated a hundred feet away before they could stabilize their pace.

Xun Hualiu never expected Lin Yue to make such a big noise. She was confused, "What is this guy doing..."

"Buzz!"

The copper tripod of sacrifice to heaven shook violently, and a loud sound came out, just like an ancient bell being ringed. The sound waves were transmitted layer by layer, and they continued thousands of miles away before gradually dissipating.

"Pai Pa"

All the stone slabs under the bronze tripod of the altar were shattered, and dozens of cracks appeared, constantly spreading to the distance.

At the same time, three light spots surged out of the cauldron and turned into three airflows, gathering at the same time to Zhang Ruochen's eyebrows and rushing into his sea of ​​air.

The powerful energy burst out from Zhang Ruochen's body, forming a circular ripples of energy, and gushing out in all directions.

I saw a circular energy ripples, composed of two black and white yin and yang fish, and dense ancient characters jumped on the Tai Chi mark, fused with the Tai Chi mark, and then rushed back to Zhang Ruochen's body at an extremely fast speed.

Zixia's half-saint's pupils seemed to have turned into two fireballs, staring at Zhang Ruochen tightly and said, "That's weird, this little guy actually merged with three sword intents. Moreover, I can't see through the aura emitted by the three sword intents."

The half-saint of Jinglan from the ** Academy also nodded and said, "The aura emitted by the three sword intents is indeed quite unfamiliar. You can't tell at all the sword intents left by the three ancestors."

The experience of the semi-saint is quite amazing. You can write down all the information of the ancestors of all dynasties, but even they cannot recognize the belongings of the three sword intents. It can be seen that the three sword intents are indeed a bit extraordinary.

The talented woman in the Holy Book bowed, bowed to the ancestor Taiyi, and said with bright eyes and white teeth: "The ancestor seems to have seen some clues?"

All the half-saints immediately looked at Master Taiyi and showed a curious expression.

Did the ancestor really see something?

Taiyi's ancestor's old eyes narrowed together slightly, with a serious expression, and said, "The aura of the three sword intents is quite ancient, and it seems to be left behind from the Middle Ages... It's too long, I can't remember it."

The Liangyi Sect's inheritance has a long history, and it reached an unprecedented peak in the Middle Ages. If the three sword intents were really left behind at that time, it would be quite long. Even if all the files are searched, the ownership of the three sword intents may not be able to be found.

Only the talented woman of the Holy Book noticed that the expression of Taiyi Master was strange.

She was very smart and immediately understood that Taiyi's ancestor must have concealed something and did not tell the truth. The master of the Three Sword Intents may have a remarkable origin.

"In a row, there is such an outstanding person in Liangyi Sect."

The talented woman in the Holy Book showed a pair of beautiful starry eyes, staring at Zhang Ruochen. There was another name on the list of candidates for Zhenzi.

"Lin Yue... actually merged with the sword intent of the ancestors. Who can tell me which sword intent of the three ancestors he merged with?"

"It must be my illusion, how could such a thing happen?"

...

The entire Shangqing Palace was crowded with people, and everyone was talking enthusiastically.

Zhao Han'er in the crowd was of course extremely excited and said, "See, see, did you see, Senior Brother Lin Yue merged three sword intents in a row. In the history of Liangyi Sect, no one seemed to be so powerful. This is the real pride of heaven. In this way, there is still a big gap between Senior Brother Pang Long and Senior Brother Lin Yue."

Those inner disciples who were not optimistic about Lin Yue showed a jealous expression.

One of the inner disciples said, "This...this is totally luck, nothing great."

"Can the three ancestors' sword intent be integrated by luck alone?"

"If you have good luck, can you make the Heaven Sacrifice Copper Cauldron have a strange phenomenon? Senior Brother Lin Yue is truly talented and talented. I'm afraid that even Senior Brother Gai Hao may not be able to compare with him."

"In the past, I didn't believe that Senior Brother Lin Yue could kill the Youlan Star Envoy. Now I'm sure that the Youlan Star Envoy must have been killed by Senior Brother Lin Yue. Senior Brother Lin Yue is the son of luck, and it is normal for any miracle to be born on him."

The inner disciple was besieged by a group of female disciples, and they all criticized him, saying that he was jealous of Senior Brother Lin Yue's supreme talent.

There are also some female disciples who proudly claim that she has a very close relationship with Senior Brother Lin Yue, which immediately attracted the envious eyes of countless female disciples.

Pang Long originally thought that today's coronation ceremony would overshadow Lin Yue and would capture the hearts of Junior Sister Han Qiu in one fell swoop.

But he never expected that Lin Yue could actually merge the sword intent of the three ancestors.

"How could his luck be so good?"

Pang Long's ten fingers were tightly pinched into fists, his eyes were covered with blood.

Why can a defeated general have such a good opportunity?

Pang Long was very unwilling to accept it.

Above the bronze tripod, Zhang Ruochen finally retreated from the mysterious artistic conception. When he opened his eyes, he realized that there were figures around him, and the inner and outer layers completely surrounded the Shangqing Palace Taoist temple.

Everyone seemed to be staring at him.

What's going on?

Zhang Ruochen raised his head and looked upwards, and saw that the entire sky was covered with a layer of purple air, extending continuously to the horizon.

At the same time, he noticed that there seemed to be three more airflows in the sea of ​​qi between his eyebrows.

"What a powerful three sword intent. Could it be that I had already integrated the ancestor's sword intent just now? But... why are the three sword intents?"

Zhang Ruochen was a little surprised and confused, so he immediately jumped off the bronze tripod of sacrifice to the sky, just wanting to return to Zixia Lingshan immediately to carefully study the three sword intents in his body.

As soon as he walked down the stone steps, Pang Long rushed up, blocked his way, and said in a deep voice: "Lin Yue, the coronation ceremony has ended. Do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Originally, Pang Long had full confidence to defeat Lin Yue. But just now, Lin Yue's fusion of the sword intent of the ancestors caused the vision that was too terrifying, which had a significant impact on Pang Long's mood.
Chapter completed!