Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

The originally youthful face has turned into vicissitudes of life and aging.

A trace of white hair sprouted on the head of the animal skin boy.

After kneeling for a hundred years, the beast-skin boy has become a middle-aged beast-skin boy, and his name has completely spread in the Purple Void Sect.

"What a fool. Don't you think that if you kneel down like this for a long time, your ancestor will be moved by your sincerity? Then accept him as your disciple?"

"He is completely useless! It is better to waste a hundred years here than to find a way to repair his meridians. Although a second generation elder gave him Spirit Pill, his lifespan is only three hundred years at most... This A hundred years later, he has begun to enter middle age."

"Hopeless!"

Countless disciples either sighed or ridiculed.

"It's a pity, it's a pity... Ancestor has very high requirements for accepting disciples, and countless geniuses in our sect are not in his eyes. I'm afraid he will just waste his life while kneeling like this."

Zixu Sect Leader said pitifully.

"No, no, no... As the saying goes, everyone has his destiny. Maybe he will waste his life, or maybe he will have a supreme destiny. Who can tell clearly?" The short and fat monk said slowly, holding in his hand He kept pouring wine from the wine bottle into his mouth.

And his aura has actually broken through the Supreme Realm world!

"Yes, destiny is hard to predict. He is gambling! The price of losing the bet is a wasted life, but if you win the bet, your career will skyrocket! This gamble requires luck, courage, perseverance... all are indispensable. . He has taken both of them, and the rest is left to fate."

The gray-robed old man's eyes were full of vicissitudes of life, he paused and continued,

"If it were you and me, we wouldn't dare to make such a big bet!"

The years have changed again, and hundreds of years have passed again. The supreme orthodoxy has not come to trouble the Zixu Sect again, and there is unprecedented peace in Japan.

The boy in animal skin was still kneeling outside the purple bamboo forest. He had become extremely old, his hair was completely gray, and his eyes had become extremely confused.

"Kneel down like this? Is it right...or wrong? Two hundred years have been wasted, what's the point of persisting?"

The animal skin boy was numb, the animal skin on his body was worn out, his hair was smelly and long, and his whole body was full of life. As his Taoist heart was shaken, he became older and his body was almost exhausted.

"If we kneel down and die here...where will the Phoenix Clan go?"

"Is it worth it?"

"What I insist on? Is it obsession? Or is it a mistake?"

The animal-skin boy kept asking himself, his eyes becoming more and more dazed. Life began to drain from his body rapidly...

One year, two years... ten years pass again.

Some vines on the ground had climbed all over his body, and he felt like he was going to fall. His Taoist heart was broken, and his life span came to an end.

The death energy surrounded his body, and those things began to wither...

"Father, mother...uncle clan."

The animal-skin boy murmured to himself, and in his dazed expression he could vaguely see the past of the Phoenix Clan.

"I am unwilling...but I can't wait any longer. My body will become part of the earth, buried outside this purple bamboo forest, and become one of the nutrients for countless weeds.

"I want to revitalize the Phoenix Clan, but..."

The boy in animal skin was talking to himself, his breath becoming increasingly hollow.

I have been kneeling in the mountains for hundreds of years, and my life has been wasted in the blink of an eye.

"Is he going to die?"

"pity."

"I have been kneeling for hundreds of years, but my ancestor has never appeared."

"Although his obsession is deep and his perseverance is strong, he has gone astray.

The disciples who laughed at the boy with animal skin hundreds of years ago also had a touch of pity in their eyes.

"He is going to die. After all, he will not have that chance."

Master Zixu shook his head.

"Many times in life, we just lack that opportunity. No matter how hard we try..." the short, fat monk sighed, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Wow... Outside the purple bamboo forest, the old man in gray robe appeared in front of the boy in animal skin.

Feeling the arrival of the old man, the young man in gray robe looked at him gratefully and said,

"senior."

The beast-skin boy spoke hoarsely and weakly.

"I've been watching you for hundreds of years, so I came here to see you..."

"Everything is created by chance. The road is long. You will be Nirvana in the next life.

The old man in gray robe spoke seriously to the young man.

World

"Nirvana?!"

The animal-skin boy's suddenly cloudy eyes reflected light.

"The phoenixes are like phoenixes...looking at my hometown! Hundreds of years of vicissitudes are like an empty dream."

The death energy spread rapidly in the body of the animal skin boy, and then his eyes slowly closed, and his body gradually became cold.

"Is this death? For hundreds of years...it's not my ancestor that I'm kneeling on, maybe it's just that obsession."

"..."

Rumble!

The body of the animal-skin boy slowly fell to the ground.

"Good journey."

The old man in gray robe sighed.

"Is he dead?"

“It’s a pity that after a hundred years, there hasn’t been a single opportunity.

"Everyone has his destiny."

Countless disciples shook their heads.

In the purple bamboo forest, Lin Feng was lying in the small courtyard, and he could see everything outside.

Tear apart the void and shatter it.

Lin Feng's figure slowly landed in front of the animal skin boy's bones.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

The old man in gray robe was shocked when he saw Lin Feng appear. He quickly knelt down and worshiped,

"Get up."

Lin Feng just said lightly,

"Thank you, ancestor."

The old man in gray robe stood up slowly, and Lin Feng's eyes fell on the bones of the young man in animal skin.

"You have knelt here for two hundred years. I recognize your great perseverance!"

"You can bet one life, I recognize your courage!"

"You can persist in your obsession without retreating. I recognize this in my heart!"

"When you were alive, you had no fate with my Purple Bamboo Forest... But since you passed away in my Purple Bamboo Forest, you have forged a trace of fate. You can enter my Purple Bamboo Forest! I allow you to bury Lin Chen forever."

Lin Feng's voice echoed.

The entire Zixu Sect was shocked.

Countless monks were also lamenting that they had not even entered the Purple Bamboo Forest during their lifetime, but after their death they were recognized by their ancestors.

"This is fate and destiny."

The short and fat monk was lying on a big stone, drinking wine, and said drunkenly.

However, just as countless monks were filled with emotion, the bones of the boy with animal skin suddenly started to burn!

A crisp phoenix cry echoed across the nine heavens!

Wow!!

A phoenix emerged from his bones, and the flames dyed the dome red.

Phoenix Nirvana, death First Layer life.

"Phoenix?"

Lin Feng stared at the phoenix on the dome with some confusion in his eyes, but he soon discovered something was wrong.

That phoenix is ​​just a shadow.

"Since you want Nirvana, I will give you a blessing!"

Lin Feng moved his fingers, Mountain and Sea Law Manifestation appeared, and a majestic voice fell from his mouth,

"By adhering to the ancient thought of sealing heaven, my command will last forever..."