"boom"

A thunder exploded through the world, as if he was shocked and furious by Zhu Jiuxiao Siyan...

In the thunder, Zhang Fan held a pot, poured wine, and toasted him. His movements were soothing and stable, and he seemed particularly calm and composed in the thunder explosion...

"Millions of monks gathered in Lianyun, bowed their heads and bowed to Donghua?"

Zhang Fan smiled, repeating word by word, and a breath suddenly burst into his chest, and he whistled to the sky.

In his mind, the day when he returned to the Dharma Xiang Sect, he asked Zhu Jiuxiao to arrange everything in the inheritance hall, and then the scene of Jiuzhou shaking was shocked.

On that day, Zhu Jiuxiao said to him, every word he had never forgotten these days, and gentleness could not be used. Instead, it brewed in his heart, and slowly turned into a huge sense of fighting.

Time seemed to flow back in Zhang Fan's recollection, and the scenes of that day reappeared in front of him...

...

"Junior Brother Zhang, do you really want to do this? Are you sure?"

"nature"

"Okay, some things should be known to you."

A wry smile appeared on Zhu Jiuxiao's face, and he slowly said, "Didn't you ask me why I didn't transform into a god? I'll tell you."

"It's not unwilling, it's not impossible, but..."

Zhu Jiuxiao stared into Zhang Fan's eyes and said, "Yes~No~Dare~"

"Don't dare?"

Zhang Fan was stunned at first, and then his expression became serious.

The giant pillar of the Faxiang Sect raised the sky and built the golden beam of the sea, which made Zhu Jiuxiao, who did not dare to attack even when the Faxiang Sect was the weakest, actually said that he "dare not"

Not to mention that no one can spread this in a major place like the Palace of Inheritance. Even if it spreads throughout the world, no one will believe it.

Neither Zhang Fan will

However, Zhu Jiuxiao said solemnly that he could not do anything false.

"Senior Brother Zhu..."

Without waiting for him to finish his words, Zhu Jiuxiao had already said it like a cannon, as if he had been suppressed in his heart for too long. This exit was like a flood discharge from the dam, leaving Zhang Fan without even room for a socket.

"Do you know, how many powerful people in the spiritual immortal world are still there?"

"Do you know where I, the senior of the Dharma Xiang Sect, have all gone?"

"Do you know, as a disciple of the Dharma Xiang Sect, what do you have to bear if you break through to the realm of the Great Spirit of the Yuanshen?"

"Do you know, as the master of the Zhoutian Star Map, what do you have to shoulder?"

Zhu Jiuxiao's speech was neither fast nor slow, and he stood out one by one, and an inexplicable solemnity filled the Palace of Inheritance.

The four "do you know" none of them were heard, which made Zhang Fan's heart sink a little. Until Zhu Jiuxiao finished speaking, Zhang Fan gave a solemn greeting and said in a deep voice: "Zhu Jiuxiao, please give me advice, I will listen carefully."

"Since you have already achieved great success in your soul, it is time to tell me that you know."

Zhu Jiuxiao suppressed his emotions and said slowly.

Hearing his acceptance, Zhang Fan's spirit was suddenly revived. He had long been suspicious about what was hidden behind the Faxiang Sect.

As a top sect in Jiuzhou, with a fortune of tens of thousands of years, no one has ever appeared in the God of God, and no news has ever been heard from the Spirit Immortal Realm. It seems that there is only one Zhoutian Star Map, struggling to support the glory of this behemoth.

Since Zhang Fan truly stepped into the top strong people in Jiuzhou and participated in his competition, he has always been doubtful. No matter where the strong people are friends or enemies with the Faxiang Sect, what they are concerned about is the Zhoutian Star Map, not the seniors and the sect background.

What does this represent? It means that those who have never really played a role at critical moments and have been subconsciously ignored.

This is very different from the other Jiuzhou sects

At least Zhang Fan knew in his heart that most of the sects in Jiuzhou had seniors Huashen Daojun in the spiritual immortal world or lived in seclusion in a small world, but they were not in the human world.

If there is really any danger, they will not wait to see the sect break the inheritance.

The Dharma Xiang Sect has been supporting the Zhoutian Star Map. It is precisely because the Zhoutian Star Map is extremely powerful, surpassing all the treasures of the ancient treasures and protecting the Dharma Xiang Sect for tens of thousands of years that this is not completely exposed to people.

But if the rest of the sects have not had doubts over the years, they would be underestimating the heroes of the world. It’s just that the Zhoutian Star Map is too powerful and dare not take action to test it.

As Zhang Fan's thoughts flashed by, Zhu Jiuxiao's voice came continuously, and the secrets about the Faxiang Sect slowly unfolded like a dim picture.

"During the heyday of my Faxiang Sect, there were 72 people who were the Divine Daojun, and each of them had great magical powers that shocked the world..."

...

The power of the Dharma Xiang Sect during its heyday was indeed extremely terrifying. If any of the seventy-two God-Masters were placed in the current spiritual immortal world, it would probably be enough to cause a bloody storm.

However, even Zhu Jiuxiao didn't know how many people were left. But one thing was clear, that is, there was not a single one in the spiritual immortal world.

This is far from the speculation of Ku Daoist Ku Lao in the past. Even when Zhu Jiuxiao was still a real person in the Nascent Soul, Zhu Jiuxiao dared not tell him.

Because this is really too dangerous, the weakening of the sect's foundation and the great responsibility of shoulders are far beyond Zhang Fan's imagination and speculation.

The seventy-two Gods in the past did not leave independently, but were essentially exiled. The news of sealing was like a storm. Even with Zhang Fan's cunning, he was shocked for a moment.

"How is it possible..."

Zhang Fan asked in disbelief: "All the Seventy-Two Transformed Gods are sealed. Who is this powerful person?"

"Why do they do this?"

Exile and sealing the seventy-two God-Wild Daojun is still the strongest power of the Dharma Xiang Sect, far from being comparable to the ordinary God-Wild Daojun. Zhang Fan didn't believe that doing this would be without any harm? I guess the heavy price was also unimaginable.

Then what is contained in it is enough to make people think deeply.

"I have no idea"

Zhu Jiuxiao was slightly hunched over, and his voice unconsciously brought a little pain and struggle.

"I really want to know that as long as I break through that level of realm, I can not only enter the realm of immortality, but also be qualified to explore what happened back then? Why did my Faxiang Sect become more prosperous and declining, and a group of strong people were beaten up in one fell swoop."

"But...I can't, I dare not..."

With Zhang Fan's eyesight, even in the Palace of Inheritance, which suddenly became dark, Zhu Jiuxiao could still clearly hold his fist tightly, and even drops of red blood oozing out through the gaps of his fingers and falling down.

What kind of pain and torture can this make a top-level strong man like Zhu Jiuxiao suffer so much.

"The inheritance of Faxiang Sect for tens of thousands of years, the lives of tens of thousands of disciples of the sect... I can't afford to gamble, nor dare to gamble..."

Zhu Jiuxiao's old and painful voice echoed over and over in the Palace of Inheritance.

It can be imagined that if there has never been a rookie in the sect, and if he has taken over the banner of protecting the Faxiang Sect from his hands and guaranteed the inheritance of the sect, Zhu Jiuxiao would not have taken that step even if he survived until his life span.

"Senior Brother Zhu..."

Zhang Fan stood up and took a deep breath. Zhu Jiuxiao's words just now seemed like a mountain pressing on his heart, almost making him breathless.

It was only the first time he heard this, and he was still like this, let alone Zhu Jiuxiao resisted such secrets for hundreds or thousands of years. What a torture it would be

Zhang Fan hesitated for a moment, and the words of comfort were never spoken. What kind of person Zhu Jiuxiao is? How could he need the comfort of others?

After a while, Zhu Jiuxiao stood up staggeringly, walked to the Zhoutian Star Map, and said in a hoarse voice: "Junior Brother Zhang, if you hadn't existed, if you hadn't risen so fast that you could not imagine, I'm afraid it would not take long. Zhu would be like countless seniors of my Dharma Xiang Sect, enduring it so much that they could not bear it anymore, and then taking that step."

Achieve the soul and immortality is the greatest goal of all immortals in their lives. However, in the Dharma Xiang Sect, there are generations of powerful people who are as stunning as canines and nine-games. For the sake of the sect, they have to endure themselves and wait silently.

That kind of loneliness and pain can make people crazy.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and a thought flashed through him. He immediately grasped the meaning of Zhu Jiuxiao's words and asked in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Zhu, what do you mean..."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but hesitate a little: "I have been the senior master of Faxiang Sect over the years..."

"good"

Zhu Jiuxiao's voice was filled with a bit of unspeakable pain.

"There are talents in the country and the heroes of Jiuzhou have been extinct. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the senior masters of the Faxiang Sect have been like crucian carp crossing the river. Every thousand years, the amazing seniors of the sect have entered the realm of transformation of the gods.

Most of them were like Zhu, sitting in the sect for most of their lives until their life span was exhausted and they could no longer wait or bear it. When they took a step, they never came back..."

After a pause, Zhu Jiuxiao looked at Zhang Fan and said slowly with a bit of meaning: "The others are like you, junior brother."

"Oh, why are you like me? Please tell me clearly, my brother."

At this point, Zhang Fan understood a little bit what Zhu Jiuxiao wanted to say, but his expression recovered from the shock, and the country was calm and gentle.

"kindness"

Zhu Jiuxiao nodded secretly and said, "There are other sect seniors who have only been able to subdue thousands of years. Such people can still break into a world even when they were placed in the age of great supernatural powers in ancient times."

"But……"

“None of them came back”

"This is my Faxiang School. This tragedy that has been repeated over tens of thousands of years is inevitable as long as you enter the realm of transformation of gods."

...

“Wow~”

The originally calm map of the stars seemed to sense something, and suddenly the stars on it shone brightly, forming a nebula and rotating.

The stars suddenly appeared in the dark inheritance hall, reflecting Zhang Fan's face like a full moon, which showed a smile on his lips.

"Are all the realm of transformation in the gods inevitable?"
Chapter completed!