Chapter 1745: The Stone Forest World

Gongxi Qing and the others were all stunned.

This was their ancestor, a sage-level powerhouse, who had loudly proclaimed he would uphold justice for them, yet the moment he saw Zhang Xuan, he turned and left without any hesitation...

What had happened?

Wasn't this guy just a Golden Body realm grand completion?

How could it be that the ancestor didn't dare face him?

Gongxi Qing and the others felt frustrated, while the Black Shadow Ancestor was even more furious.

He was the very same sage who had been slashed by the eerie profound blade outside the Great Accomplishment Hall, leaving behind blood!

Facing a Golden Body realm cultivator, he naturally didn't care, but the other party possessed a sage-level long blade, and that Zhang Hongtian was always protecting and following him, though his whereabouts were unknown...

Now that he was injured, if he were truly surrounded by this man and blade, he might end up falling here.

Sages rarely fall, but if killed, they carried a wealth of treasures.

He had thought that this Zhang Xuan could enter the Great Accomplishment Hall because he had thoroughly studied the Zhang family's celestial talismans, and had nothing to do with the bedchamber. Unexpectedly, after going around, they had run into each other again!

"They are handling important matters and cannot be disturbed for now. Once they're done, I'll find them and reclaim our honor together!"

He snorted inwardly.

The Hundred Schools of Thought had countless experts, so naturally, he wasn't the only sage who had come. However, the others all had important tasks, leaving only him to look after the younger generation.

He had thought that whether it was the Master Teacher Hall or the alien spirit clan, with him in charge, they would be cautious and dare not act recklessly. But who would have thought that as soon as he showed up, he would be slashed...

The more he thought about it, the more wretched he felt.

Still, having become a sage, he had seen all kinds of situations. It was better to endure for now and cause trouble later when the others gathered.

...

Holding the eerie profound blade, Zhang Xuan walked out of the seal.

After beating up the people from the Hundred Schools of Thought, he knew that a sage would surely be summoned, so he had prepared in advance.

If the sage didn't show up and stayed hidden, killing him would be nearly impossible. But once he appeared, with the eerie profound blade and the Book of Heaven's Path, there was nothing to fear.

Stepping out of the seal, he saw the eight people standing unharmed in place, looking at him with full fury but making no move.

"Recovered?"

Frowning, Zhang Xuan cautiously looked around.

Although the Intermittent Pill could restore broken limbs, it required at least a few days of rest. They had been thrown out less than ten minutes ago and were already fully recovered—this must have been the work of a sage.

After scanning and finding nothing, Zhang Xuan finally relaxed. Ignoring the trembling eight youths, he flickered and headed back the way he came.

Returning to the poisonous gas world, without the koi fish in charge, the poisonous insects by the pond had grown more numerous, and the entire ecosystem seemed somewhat chaotic.

Leaving through the exit, the next moment, he arrived in a world full of rocks.

It was like entering a barren mountain range, devoid of any green. Everywhere were massive rocks, forming an undulating stone forest.

It wasn't as dry as the desert, nor as rich in spiritual energy as the jungle world. However, the rocks were grotesque and varied, each different, giving a dizzying sensation.

"It seems these rocks... are evolving a kind of technique and move!"

Jumping onto a towering rock, Zhang Xuan frowned.

The stone forest before him, with its varied shapes, resembled powerful experts demonstrating cultivation methods or martial arts.

"Let's test it..."

He randomly picked a group of rocks and looked at them. Mimicking their postures with his hands, he slowly simulated them. Sure enough, he felt his true qi flowing in a special pattern, and the next moment, his hand gently flicked.

Snap!

A cracking sound came from the air, and a small black hole appeared before him.

"It really is a martial technique... So powerful?"

His pupils contracted.

He had only casually imitated, not seriously practiced, yet it had such power. Could it be that... these countless rocks truly formed a set of powerful cultivation methods?

If so... where to start? What was the order?

And if the order was wrong, what would happen?

"Forget it, let's find the exit first!"

Finding the exit would lead to the corresponding branch hall. For him, these worlds were only trials; the real treasures were still inside the Confucian Temple.

He chose another direction and flew swiftly.

Half an hour later, he found traces of human activity. Following the trail, before long, he indeed saw a group of master teachers standing in an open space, arguing incessantly.

"My order is correct. If you cultivate according to mine, there will definitely be no problem!"

"Mine is correct. You've clearly got those two stones wrong!"

"You're both wrong. I just cultivated according to this, and my skills improved significantly. If you don't believe me, let's have a contest!"

"Stop arguing. Let's settle it with strength. Let's use our abilities to speak..."

...

As the master teachers spoke, they started fighting, with wind howling and power radiating.

However, they controlled their aura, trying not to damage the surrounding rocks.

"Just like those people I saw in the Sword Pool, they're already obsessed..."

After watching for a while, Zhang Xuan shook his head.

Back in the Sword Pool, he had seen a similar situation: master teachers disagreed and fought. He didn't expect it to be the same here.

Soon, one of them emerged victorious.

"My power is the greatest, so the order must be this. Now, let's begin the worship!"

The victorious master teacher nodded in satisfaction and said.

"Alright, we'll follow your method!"

The others agreed.

"Worship?"

Zhang Xuan was baffled.

How was this becoming more and more incomprehensible?

Didn't master teachers usually not fear ghosts and gods, and not advocate sacrifices?

Hiding to one side, he continued watching.

The victorious master teacher took out treasures and placed them before the rocks, performing a ritual. Before long, they burned, emitting golden light.

Then, a figure suddenly emerged from the rock, moving its hands and feet, demonstrating some kind of technique or method.

"The others were cultivating the external form, while this is the internal true qi circulation method?"

Zhang Xuan's heart stirred.

The figure that emerged from the rock was performing a set of internal breathing techniques, somewhat similar to what the others had just practiced, yet not exactly the same.

"Still wrong. My order doesn't connect with this internal breathing either... Pfft!"

Moving along with the figure, the victorious master teacher cultivated for a while, then his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

When techniques and internal breathing don't match, it's easy to suffer a deviation. He thought he had found the correct order, but it turned out he was still wrong.

"Let's study it again. This time, we can't make a mistake. Otherwise, we'll be trapped here forever..."

Shaking his head helplessly, the victorious master teacher snorted and was about to continue studying the surrounding rocks when he saw a young man flying over: "Everyone, I've just arrived here. May I ask... what are you doing?"