I have a little bit of talent

No wonder Fang Mu was a little curious.

Over the past month, Fang Mu basically stayed in Baiyun Temple during the day and only returned to the cave at night to practice the Star Moving Art. He didn't see Taoist Chen Wei looking for him for anything important. Why did he call him to Baiyun Temple today before the time he usually went to Taoist Pavilion, and also called over a few of the rare disciples who had not been in seclusion? There must be something important.

But if something really happened, shouldn’t those disciples who are in seclusion be called over as well?

Fang Mu really couldn't understand this.

Seeing Fang Mu asking the question, Taoist Chen Wei finally withdrew his scrutinizing gaze, stroked his long beard and smiled:

"Disciple Yi Ming has only been a disciple of our sect for a short time, so naturally he doesn't know much. Yi Ran, tell your junior brother about it."

"Yes, Master." Yi Ran did not expect that Taoist Chen Wei would ask him to explain. He was stunned for a moment, but still bowed and responded. Then he explained to Fang Mu.

"Junior brother, my Baiyun Temple is one of the holy places of Taoism, with a profound heritage. There is also a heritage treasure left by the Taoist ancestor. It is very magical and allows people to enter it and fight with the world's ancient and modern geniuses to improve their fighting skills. The name of this treasure is..."

"Xuanmen Tianbei?" Fang Mu sounded more and more familiar with it, and he and Yi Ran said the four words Xuanmen Tianbei almost at the same time.

"Junior brother knows?" Yi Ran was stunned, then suddenly realized.

"Junior brother is the son of Senior Fang Lu, and his family has a long history of learning. Naturally, he knows the name of Xuanmen Tianbei. There is no need for me to introduce it to you."

"Of course I know about the Xuanmen Heavenly Stele, but it is not known to my family."

Fang Mu laughed and told the story of how he had entered the replica of the Heavenly Stele in the Banshan Sect.

Originally, the fact that the Banshan Sect possessed a replica of the Heavenly Stele was quite secretive and had been unknown for many years. However, Yue Ning had already decided to share this treasure with the other three sects in Xishan City, so the news could naturally not be concealed. It's just that it hasn't yet reached the Baiyun Temple, so it's no big deal for Fang Mu to reveal it now.

"I never thought that besides the Great Zhou royal family and the other two Taoist holy places, there is a third replica of the Heavenly Stele."

Everyone present was quite shocked when they heard this secret, and Taoist Chen Wei was even more moved.

“The Taoist Banshan is also a senior from my sect. I originally thought that he was just a master at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of the Head Realm, but I didn’t expect that he actually had the ability to refine a replica of the Heavenly Stele. It seems that he is the Five Qi True Lord who opened up the inner world.”

Fang Mu's eyebrows jumped when he heard this.

What does it mean to be just a real person with three flowers gathered at the top of the head? My master's words are really a bit Versailles.

However, when Fang Mu thought of his status as the leader of the holy land, he felt that it made sense. As the leader of Baiyun Temple, Taoist Chen Wei had achieved great accomplishments and had long surpassed the realm of the real person. He opened up the inner world and became the Five Qi True Lord. Naturally, he could look down on the masters of the realm of the real person.

"Master, you called me here today just to let me break into the Heavenly Monument Space?"

"exactly!"

"Why didn't it work before? I've been here for almost a month."

Fang Mu was indeed a little confused. Even the Banshan Sect's imitation Heavenly Stele allowed people to enter and take tests at any time. It didn't make sense that the authentic Xuanmen Heavenly Stele required a specific date.

"Junior brother, you don't know this. The Xuanmen Heavenly Stele is the most precious treasure of our sect, passed down by the Taoist master himself. How can it be opened at will?"

Yi Ran took over and explained:

“Our sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and our ancestors have long established rules that only on the last day of each month, disciples who have not been in seclusion can enter the Xuanmen Tianbei to accept the test.

"The reason for setting these rules is to prevent the disciples from being too obsessed with fighting and thus delaying their own cultivation. Before this, there were indeed many talented disciples who were unable to make progress because of this."

"So that's how it is," Fang Mu suddenly realized and nodded to show his understanding.

Fighting too much can indeed make people addicted. Even with his strong willpower, he couldn't adapt for several days when he just came out of the Tianbei space. He always wanted to go in again to find an opponent to fight.

Everything has its pros and cons. Even if it is a treasure like the Xuanmen Tianbei, if one lacks mental concentration and keeps immersing oneself in battle, over time, although one's fighting skills and experience will increase, it will also delay one's own practice.

"Today is September 30th, so I can enter the Heavenly Monument Space to accept the test.

"But since Junior Brother has already entered the Heavenly Monument Space before, and the interval was not long, why don't we forget about it this time?"

After knowing that Fang Mu had entered the Tianbei space to accept the test not long ago, Yi Ran felt that there was no need for him to enter it again this time.

After all, it was only a little over a month, and even if Fang Mu had made some progress in his cultivation of the White Cloud Temple during this period, his progress would not be great, and he was still at the Grandmaster level. If he entered the Heavenly Monument Space again, he would probably not be able to reach a higher level and get a reward. He could only gain a little more experience in fighting.

If you have this much time, it would be better to go to the Taoist Canon Pavilion to read Taoist classics, or return to the cave to practice meditation.

"Don't do it, Senior Brother. I haven't done it for more than a month. I'm itching to do it."

There was no way Fang Mu was willing to agree. The replica of the Heavenly Stele of the Banshan Sect had only sixteen floors, which he had opened up. Now that he had a chance to enter the authentic Xuanmen Heavenly Stele, he was determined to give it a try.

"Disciple Yi Ming, since you have already entered the replica of the Heavenly Monument before, unless you are sure you can pass the tests of a higher level, it is better for you to continue practicing patiently.

"We in the Dao sect should focus on cultivation first. Although fighting methods are also very important, they are ultimately not as important as the progress of cultivation."

Taoist Chen Wei frowned slightly and agreed with Yi Ran's statement.

Although the five inner disciples also wanted to see how many levels Fang Mu could reach in the Tianbei space, since the sect leader had spoken, they did not dare to support Fang Mu openly and could only wink at Fang Mu frantically.

"Who said I have no confidence? Master, I have made some progress in my practice this month. The replica of the Heavenly Stele of the Moving Mountain Sect only has sixteen floors. I want to see what kind of opponents I can encounter in the future."

Seeing that Taoist Chen Wei had voiced his opposition to his entry into the Tianbei space today, Fang Mu became a little anxious.

"How many levels did you pass?" Taoist Chen Wei was stunned.

"Sixteenth floor, didn't I say that just now?" Fang Mu repeated it again, and slapped his forehead at the same time. It seemed that when he mentioned the Banshan Sect's imitation of the Heavenly Stele before, he did not say how many floors he had passed, nor did he mention the various defects of the imitation of the Heavenly Stele. No wonder several people misunderstood.

"Sixteenth floor! Then why didn't you make it onto the Heavenly Tablet Ranking?"

Yi Ran also exclaimed, with a look of disbelief on his face. As for the five inner disciples, they stood there in a daze as if they had been struck by lightning, and had not yet recovered.

"Then the replica of the Heavenly Stele doesn't have the function of manifesting the Heavenly Stele List."

Fang Mu smiled bitterly and revealed all the secrets of the Banshan Sect's imitation of the Heavenly Stele.

As he finished speaking, the scene fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, Taoist Chen Wei looked at Fang Mu carefully and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Okay, since you are confident that you can pass the seventeenth level, then you must enter the Heavenly Monument Space today. I want to see how many levels you can reach!"

Taoist Chen Wei is the abbot of Baiyun Temple and is well aware of the difficulty of the sixteenth level of the Tianbei space.

If an ordinary disciple said that he had passed the test of the sixteenth level of the Heavenly Monument, Taoist Chen Wei would definitely not believe it. Even if he was his own disciple, it would be impossible.

But Fang Mu is different. He can fight against masters in the realm of real people as a grandmaster. His combat power is far beyond that of ordinary people. He even showed his true meaning before, which shocked Fang Mu. What he said must be true!

Taoist Chen Wei also wanted to see what level this newly-minted disciple could reach, whether he could top the Tianbei list and reproduce the glory of his father Fang Lu.