NFBE Chapter 156: The Saint's Death, Returning to the World
Chapter 156: The Saint's Death, Returning to the World
Bai Yanlan knew that the Wanzu Academy had always been clear about rewards and punishments, and she also knew that the academy would not treat its disciples unfairly, so she chose to hand over the key to the secret realm without hesitation and let the dean take charge.
However, it would be better to give some material rewards. Isn't it a bit too exaggerated to record it in the history books, or to open a separate page for it?
Seeing Bai Yanlan's confused look, Dean Nian rubbed her head with a smile and said, "You may not understand how important this discovery is to the Holy Temple and the entire Wanli Mizong."
"Well, I'll take you to see an old friend."
After Bai Yanlan nodded in agreement, Nian Hua put her into his sleeve. When he let her out, they were already in another small world.
The thin and chaotic spiritual energy around indicated that this was just an ordinary mortal world.
Dean Nianhua held Bai Yanlan's hand and strolled along the edge of a beautiful lake, finally stopping in front of an exquisite double-decker bamboo dock.
An old voice came from inside the house: "Didn't we agree not to see you off? Why are you here again?"
"I have good news for you," Nianhua walked into the bamboo building with Bai Yanlan without stopping, "and brought the Sixth Young Master here to broaden his horizons."
"Sixth Young Master? Are you the medicinal spirit beast?" A figure appeared in front of the two.
"Saint Xiong Tian?" Bai Yanlan looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. It had been such a short time since they last saw him, and yet the originally mighty and strong man had become gray-haired and haggard.
You still remembered that when he had just traveled through time, he often pretended to be sick in order to make trouble for Luo Miao. Every time, Luo Miao would hold him in his arms and go to the Sage Xiongtian for help.
Isn't he the lord of the Beast Taming City? How did he suddenly become like this and hide in such a small mortal world?
"Are you hurt? Perhaps I can take a look at you."
Bai Yanlan took the initiative to step forward, but Xiong Tian just waved his hand and refused: "No, I'm not injured, it's just that my fate has come to an end."
"But aren't you a saint?"
Bai Yanlan was even more puzzled after hearing this. At the saint level, even if one cannot be said to have eternal life, his life is still very, very long. How could it be possible that his life would come to an end so soon?
"This is what I want you to know during this trip." Nianhua patted her shoulder, but his eyes looked at the lake outside the window.
"The saints who traveled thousands of miles are actually only pseudo-saints. They just have the fighting power of saints, but their life span is shorter than that of gods."
"That year, the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield suddenly appeared, and the foreign forces discovered the existence of this realm. They felt that invading through the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield was too inefficient, so after determining the location of the realm, they directly attacked into the Heaven Outer Heaven."
"At that time, the only ones who could compete with the leaders of the foreign forces were a few ancient gods in the Heavenly Court, but they were far outnumbered. Moreover, every time they fought, the small worlds near the Heavenly Court would be affected by the residual power and directly reduced to ashes."
"There is really no other way. Saint Lord Gu Yuanfeng has researched a way to quickly become a saint. By using the power of the Three Thousand Great Ways, he can burn his own vitality and potential to forcibly break through the Sainthood barrier and become a saint on the spot."
"In this way, a large number of saints can be quickly created. In this way, we can compete with foreign forces and make them dare not act rashly."
"And the price is that our lives will be shorter." Even, there will be no afterlife.
Nianhua did not say the latter sentence.
Bai Yanlan's heart still skipped a beat: "Then, what about my master? He can also..."
Nian Hua hesitated for a moment, but still nodded: "The Holy Lord has been trying to train a new successor to take over the temple in recent years."
When one reaches the stage of a saint, one will naturally have a premonition when his life is about to end.
Gu Yuanfeng's recent performance has been particularly urgent. In fact, they have already discussed privately and decided to train Bai Yanlan as the next Holy Lord.
"What if there is the power of rules?" Bai Yanlan's face turned pale. "Isn't it said that the so-called orthodox in heaven just have the power of rules?"
"This is why the academy wants to reward you well. As long as you have the power of rules and become a saint through the Three Thousand Great Ways, you will also be a true saint, no worse than those ancient gods."
Bai Yanlan keenly sensed the problem behind the words: "What about those who have already become saints? Is there no way?"
When Nianhua heard this question, he remained silent.
The power of rules cannot replenish the vitality that has been burned.
Simply put, it is beyond the scope.
Seeing the atmosphere getting cold, Xiong Tian suddenly laughed and broke the silence: "You guys have been talking for a long time, but you still haven't told me what the good news is?"
“Haha.” Nian Hua also laughed: “Our little Yanlan is amazing. She has mastered a new secret realm where you can find rule fragments.”
"I just did some careful research, and every twelve days, we can send a Jindan-stage disciple into the secret realm to search for the fragments."
Xiong Tian's eyes widened in surprise, but he couldn't help but ask for confirmation again and again: "Really?"
"Of course, if you don't believe me, just look at Xiao Yanlan. She has gathered enough fragments and directly condensed the power of rules."
"Okay, okay, that's great." Xiong Tian didn't bother to probe Bai Yanlan's sea of consciousness. He just needed a positive answer. "I know it will get better and better in the future, hahahahahahaha."
"Thank you for sending me this message." Xiong Tian wiped away the tears of laughter with his big hands and patted Bai Yanlan's shoulder cheerfully: "Good kid, you are great."
"As long as the children can embark on a perfect path to sainthood, I, an old bear, will die with no regrets."
As he was speaking, a burst of white light suddenly emerged from the body of Sage Xiong Tian. Bai Yanlan squinted her eyes due to the brightness, and then was taken into the air by Nianhua.
The exquisite bamboo grove disappeared under the white light, and even Xiong Tian's body disappeared with it, leaving only a glowing fairy bone.
As the white light spread, Bai Yanlan clearly felt that the spiritual energy around her had become much richer. Looking far away, the surrounding mountains and trees seemed to have grown a lot bigger in an instant, and there were also many spiritual plants among them, quietly forming soil.
Soon, the immortal bone was wrapped in white light and slowly sank into the ground, and it actually turned into a top-grade spiritual vein.
"This was Old Bear's last wish. So after sensing his fate, he came here waiting long ago." Nian Hua explained in a very soft voice.
"This small world is his hometown. He was born here, and he wants to give back to this land with his body."
The gratitude of a saint can allow the ordinary mortal world to advance to the immortal world. Once the spiritual veins are completely stabilized, the concentration of spiritual power can even rival that of the immortal world.
Bai Yanlan looked at the place where Xiong Tian disappeared and murmured, "Is it really worth doing this?"
Obviously, even if you stay at the god level, you can still live as long as the sky and enjoy a long life.
Nianhua put his hands behind his back, looked at the bluer sky and greener mountains nourished by spiritual energy, and said with a smile:
"There are always some things that are more important than immortality."