Chapter 598

"Don't you wonder what I left behind in this seventh hall?" Wind old mysterious smile, face wrinkles are crowded together.

"Do you mean that as long as you get your inheritance, you can go to Wuji holy heaven?" Gu Fenghua's heart moved and asked.

I don't know why, she always felt that there was something hidden in Feng Lao's smile, but she also felt that he didn't mean any harm. In order to go to Wuji holy heaven, she didn't want to think so much.

"No, it's not just my legacy." Wind old solemnly said.

Listen to his words, Luo en en and white fat man, leaf colorless several people are a face curious. Is there anything more important than fenglao's life experience in the seventh hall?

"What's that?" Gu Fenghua asked.

With a wave of the wind, a line of stone inscriptions appeared on the stone wall, which was as smooth as a mirror: Xianluo Yuye, eternal snow, Zixiao Qingyun lingshengtian!

"Xianluo Yuye, the eternal snow, Zixiao Qingyun lingshengtian!" Gu Fenghua recited the inscriptions on the wall in a low voice, with a solemn look.

Every word, every stroke, goes deep into the stone wall, vaguely releasing the lofty momentum of transcendence, breaking the flood and wasteland, which oppresses them.

"What does that mean?" After a long time, Gu Fenghua vomited out a foul breath and asked.

"This sentence is about a legend that appeared in Wuji holy heaven tens of thousands of years ago, but now few people in the world know it." The old wind replied that his voice was deep and distant.

"Oh?" Gu Fenghua's ears pricked up. Feng Lao's answer was no answer. There must be something left to say.

"You didn't understand the murals in the front hall, did you?" Old Feng asked suddenly.

Gu Fenghua shook his head at the same time. Several murals depict the scenes of several saints shaking up and chopping the sky with their swords. They really didn't understand what that meant. Later, they didn't even bother to see more and learned the sword skills directly.

"Since the ancient sages realized the way of cultivation, we human sages have been breaking through the limits of our bodies and pursuing higher cultivation ways. Although the demon beast and demon plant do not have our human cultivation methods, they also have their own cultivation ways, and are constantly breaking the limits, but who knows where the real limits are.

Once upon a time, people thought that it was the limit to reach the realm of Xuansheng, with thousands of years of Shouyuan. But then there was a catastrophe in heaven, and several saints discovered the magical effect of shengyuanlu. People knew that the realm of Xuansheng was far from the limit, and even higher, they could reach the realm of Tiansheng, the realm of Disheng.

At that time, people thought that it was the limit of cultivation for Jin to enter the realm of emperor and Saint, to win the obedience of all things in the world. However, as more and more powerful people entered the realm of emperor and Saint, they realized that emperor and Saint were not the limit. " At this point, the wind old slightly meal.

"Then what is the limit?" Lorne asked eagerly.

For the vast majority of people in this world, it is a great honor to be a saint, even the lowest level of fighting saint. To reach the realm of soul saint is already the strong one that all the people look up to, while Xuansheng is the most powerful one that can only be seen once in legend. It is a blessing of several generations to be able to see once. That's what Ron used to think.

But later, she knew that there were Heaven saints and Emperor saints above Xuansheng! You know, now she is just in the state of Dharma saint. The difference between her and the emperor saint is a compliment to her.

Therefore, even if she is not interested in cultivation, she can't help but be fascinated to know the existence of heaven saint and Emperor saint.

Who knows, even the realm of emperor and saint is not the limit of cultivation, that is to say, there is a higher existence on it! Lorne felt that even if he broke his neck, he couldn't look up.