Inside the Ruins of the Primordial Demon Sect.
The power of the vast Taiyin Sun turned into an ocean.
In the face of the Primordial Demon Spirit's pleas for mercy, Lin Yuan was unmoved.
Whoosh!
A strand of yin and yang power transformed into a sharp sword and penetrated the primordial demonic spirit's blood-colored body.
In an instant, the blood-colored body boiled and quickly recovered again.
Only.
This scene was what caused Lin Yuan to faintly stare.
Because-
[You are perceptive against the heavens, viewing part of the essence of the primordial demonic spirit, and comprehending the demonic skill 'Great Desolate Returning Elemental Technique']
In an instant, every bit and piece of information about the 'Great Desolate Reclamation Technique' poured into his mind.
"This technique."
Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.
While he had not practiced it, Lin Yuan was certain that this gong method, was clearly a Heavenly Master level gong method, and even in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, there were not many gong methods that had reached this level.
"Primal Demon Spirit."
Lin Yuan looked down at the blood-colored figure screaming and wailing on the altar.
What is a Primal Demon Spirit?The Protector of the Way?
Clearly not.
None of the Primordial Demon Spirits could leave the altar and leave the Primordial Demon Sect Ruins.
Obviously not much to do with the Protector.
Lin Yuan thought that the Primordial Demon Spirit was more like a role in the category of Inheritor.
Mastering the legacy of the Primordial Demon Sect of the past, and not allowing this lineage to be completely severed.
The Lord of the Ten Thousand Devils Sect, sixty years ago, obtained part of the inheritance of the Original Devil's Sect from the Original Devil's Spirit, and established the Ten Thousand Devil's Sect to plague the world.
Since he is the inheritor, he must have mastered many of the inheritances of the Original Demon Gate.
Just now, the Primordial Demon Spirit was penetrated by the power of yin and yang, and instinctively used this 'Great Desolate Recovery Art' to recover.
The result fell into Lin Yuan's eyes, and he directly comprehended it with a counter-intuitive enlightenment.
In the past sixty years, Lin Yuan has hunted down and killed the devils of the world, and has indeed comprehended quite a number of devilish secret arts.
But those devilish secret arts, the level are not high, Lin Yuan basically can not see.
Just the primordial demonic spirit in front of him.This is no less than the demonic inheritance of the Heavenly Master's lineage.
The many essential subtleties that it has mastered, but it can enter Lin Yuan's eyes.
"Take your time."
Lin Yuan had a decision in his heart.
Originally, he had planned to fight a quick battle and settle the Primordial Demon Spirit as soon as possible.
Only now, the Primordial Demon Spirit has a profitable body, so Lin Yuan naturally will not let it go so easily.
Next.
Lin Yuan deliberately stayed his hand and forced the Primordial Demon Spirit to use the many inherited techniques.
So--
[You are perceptive against the heavens, watch part of the essence of the primordial demonic spirit, and comprehend the demonic technique]
[You are perceptive against the heavens, watch part of the essence of the primordial demonic spirit, and comprehend the demonic technique]
[You are perceptive against the heavens, watch part of the essence of the primordial demonic spirit, and comprehend the demonic technique].Primordial Demon Spirit part of the essence, comprehend the magic skill]
[Your enlightenment is against the heavens, watch the primordial Demon Spirit part of the essence, comprehend the magic skill]
A few months later.
The Primal Demon Spirit was basically drained by Lin Yuan.
The entire Devil Dao inheritance in his possession fell into Lin Yuan's hands.
"Are you going to kill or not, give it a go."
On the altar, the Primordial Demon Spirit had completely swung for the fences.
Even though he is not a living being, he has intelligence, and how can he not figure out why Lin Yuan, who clearly has enough strength to kill himself, is still playing here for months.
It's hard to believe that he Primal Demon Spirit is having fun?
Don't be such a bully.
The Primordial Demon Spirit probably wouldn't even dream of thinking that the many cards he had mastered were all stolen by Lin Yuan.
"Good."
Lin Yuan nodded his head.
When he was sure that he could not squeeze any more out of the Primordial Demon Spirit, he directly urged the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Wheel to completely destroy it.
Walked out from the Primordial Demon Sect Ruins.
Lin Yuan turned back to take another look.
This Primordial Demon Sect trip, Lin Yuan could be said to have killed two birds with one stone.
Not only did he truly overthrow the Primordial Demon Sect, he did what all the generations of Heavenly Masters could not do.
What's more, he got all the inherited secret arts of the Primordial Demon Sect in the process.
Lin Yuan, although he is a Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's House, has no rejection of the inheritance of the secret arts of the Devil's Way.
As long as one is able to make oneself stronger, whether it is the Righteous Way or the Devil's Way, it makes no difference.
The Universal Human Alliance has a vast number of evolutionary paths, and many of them are so horrifying that they feed on blood and souls.
But none of them are forbidden by the Three Goddesses; there is no right or wrong in the nature of power, and it is those who wield it who decide what is right or wrong.
"The magic path..."
Lin Yuan looked thoughtful.
In a few months' time, he had basically realized and eaten through the many legacies of the Primordial Demon Sect.
The counterintuitive enlightenment depends on Lin Yuan's strength.
When he had not yet achieved Heavenly Master, Lin Yuan had spent several years before he could barely comprehend the insights of the senses within the True Dao Collection.
After becoming a Celestial Master, he continued to study hard for sixty years, and in the face of a primordial demonic inheritance that was no less profound than the True Dao Collection, Lin Yuan only used a few months.
"The Way of Heaven, loss is more than enough to make up for deficiency."
"The way of the devil is to make up for the loss."
Many Devil's Way legacies welled up in Lin Yuan's heart.
Long Tiger Mountain.
Lin Yuan stood in front of the True Martial Hall.
Looking up at the statue of True Martial Emperor.
"Heavenly Master."
Ching Ping immediately stepped forward.
Sixty years have passed, and the Cang Qing Zhen and Ping Yang Zhen of the past have both sat down.
Today's Heavenly Master's Mansion is basically headed by Qing Ping and a few other Heavenly Symbol Realms.
"Master."
At this time, a figure walked in.
Bowed respectfully towards Lin Yuan.
"Eh?"
"Become a Celestial Master?"
"Not bad not bad."
Lin Yuan glanced back at the figure.
This figure was named Yu An, an orphan picked up by Lin Yuan fifty years ago during his descent from the mountain to slay demons.
Because he noticed that his qualifications were not bad, he brought him along and taught him carefully for a few years.
When Yu An was ten years old, he brought him to Longhu Mountain.
With Yu An's qualifications, he actually could not gain the recognition of the True Martial Sword.
But under Lin Yuan's orders, the True Martial Sword can't do anything but recognize Yu An.
Now forty years have passed, and Yu An did not let Lin Yuan down, formally achieving the position of Heavenly Master two years ago.
This ushered in the peak period of Tianshifu, an era that saw the birth of two Tianshi.
"If it wasn't for Master, Yu An would have died at the bottom of the mountain."
Yu An said respectfully.
How he was able to achieve what he has now is inseparable from those years of Lin Yuan's teaching.
It can even be said to be the dominant factor, more influential than the True Martial Sword.
As his strength continues to grow stronger, the more Yu An feels the unfathomable nature of his master.
As a child, when Yu An met Lin Yuan, he just felt that his master was strong.
When he crossed into the upper third realm, Yu An saw his master again, but he felt as if he was facing the might of heaven.
When he became a Heavenly Master, Yu An suddenly realized that his master was as far-reaching as heaven and earth.
It's as if you are standing a hundred miles away to see Longhu Mountain, you will feel that the mountain doesn't look very high, you step by step to approach it, it gradually high up.
Waiting until it's only five miles away, you realize that Mount Lung Fu is really high, and by the time you get to the foot of the mountain, it's already so high that it's obscuring the sky.
Zhangjiafu.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom.
Flying all over the mountain.
No one knows that more than eighty years ago, this place was once exterminated by the Devil's Sect, and thousands of lives were lost here, with blood staining the earth red.
Today's Zhang Family Fort has become a 'mausoleum', burying all the clansmen of the former Zhang Family.
Because of the relationship of that Zhang Tianshi, outside the Zhang Family Fort 'mausoleum', there are special people to guard, prohibiting outsiders from disturbing the rest of the dead here.
It is because of this.
The 'Mausoleum' is normally unapproached and unusually quiet.
Just today.
Inside the Zhang Family Castle Mausoleum, in front of a tombstone, however, stood a figure.
This figure is wearing a Taoist robe and has a young appearance, it is Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan gazed at the tombstone in front of him, which was inscribed with the words 'Zhang Kun, Su Yun'.
It is Lin Yuan's mother and father in this body.
"It's time."
Lin Yuan's gaze was despondent, eighty years from the time of the Residency was approaching, and in at most half an hour, he would have to return to the main world.
Today, there is a new Heavenly Master in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, plus the Heavenly Master's Sword, which contains Lin Yuan's 'Way of Taiji', has been left in the sword mound at Longhu Mountain.
At this point, Lin Yuan is already considered to be free and clear.
Before leaving, Lin Yuan suddenly wanted to take a look at his parents in this life.
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed.
Inside Lin Yuan's mind, that Gate of Ten Thousand Realms was steeply and generously bright.
When his consciousness was about to return, Lin Yuan's mind moved slightly.
The power of yin and yang Taiji in his body collided and collapsed.
Even the physical body began to dissipate inch by inch.
A breeze blew by, and Lin Yuan completely disappeared.
Born in this realm, returned to this realm.
There is no more Zhang Tianshi in this world.
The second shuttle ends.
Tomorrow starts the main world storyline, which will cover the 'preaching' aspect.
(end of chapter)