Chapter 1 ......

Mountains and rivers were like forests, and the grass and trees resembled the sea, a vast expanse of碧绿 green.

Lin Yanlong stopped in mid-air, looking down. In the center of the forest sea were large patches of spiritual fields, and many rare birds and animals.

Hoo~

With a thought, he landed before a secluded bamboo forest in the midst of the forest sea.

The bamboo forest was quiet, and the sound of a zither seemed to drift from within.

Lin Yanlong, carrying a divine sword on his back, slightly cupped his hands and said loudly, "Wanfa Lin Yanlong seeks an audience with the current She Dao Ren (Knife-Owed Man)..."

The number of sects in Dongzhou far exceeded that of the dynasties. Countless famous mountains, rivers, and even cities, lakes, and inland seas contained sects of all sizes.

However, aside from the three holy lands and the ten great sects, not many sects could pass down ten thousand years.

More of the large and small sects rose today and were destroyed tomorrow, disappearing into the long river of history, their remnants, inheritances, and magical treasures becoming the 'serendipitous encounters' of generations.

She Dao Men (Knife-Owed Sect) was an extremely insignificant small sect among the countless sects in Dongzhou, passing down only three to five people per generation, and its disciples never gathered together.

All that anyone could find was the She Dao Ren.

Buzz~

The sound of the zither stopped abruptly, as if someone had pressed their hand upon it.

After a slight pause, an aged and ethereal voice came from the bamboo forest: "Since fellow Daoist Lin has come, please enter."

Lin Yanlong nodded and stepped into the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest was no ordinary bamboo forest. The bamboos within were spiritual plants that had been carefully cultivated, each one as green as jade and emitting a faint fragrance.

Among the trees were also Bai Bi (white bears) of various sizes, their fur a mix of black and white, looking simple and foolish.

Beyond the bamboo forest was a clear stream and several thatched huts.

A burly figure was fishing with his back to him, wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat.

"Lin Yanlong greets senior."

Lin Yanlong bowed slightly.

The inheritance of the She Dao Men seemed to be only over twenty thousand years, which was naturally insignificant compared to the ten great sects and the three holy lands, but among the small sects, it was considered to have a long history.

Not to mention, the She Dao Men only had three to five people in each generation.

Being able to pass down for so long was naturally very rare.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is too polite."

The burly figure turned around, the straw-woven hat slightly raised, revealing a black and white furred bear face.

This so-called She Dao Ren was actually a Bai Bi!

An old demon!

But Lin Yanlong was not surprised, obviously not the first time he had come.

"In a blink of an eye, twenty years have passed. Is fellow Daoist Lin here to return the knife?"

The She Dao Ren spoke.

His voice was old but not unpleasant, instead carrying a sense of age and vicissitudes, like an old monk who had seen through the mortal world chanting scriptures piously.

"Twenty years ago, I received guidance from you, senior, which is why Lin Yanlong has achieved what he has today."

Lin Yanlong slowly rose, and with a flip of his hand, an ordinary short knife floated towards the She Dao Ren like a piece of paper: "Senior once said that when one achieved the divine body, one should come down the mountain to return the knife. Today, the day has come."

Chi~

The short knife landed, completely submerged to the hilt.

The She Dao Ren nodded: "Each takes what he needs, so there's no need to thank me."

"Hoo!"

Lin Yanlong slowly exhaled, and then spoke: "Today, I have come, firstly to return the knife, and secondly, to ask for another knife."

"Our karmic connection only extends to one knife."

The She Dao Ren shook his head and refused directly.

"Senior?"

Lin Yanlong frowned slightly and took out a small碧绿 green bottle from his Qiankun (universe) bag: "This is a bottle of top-grade Wanfa (Ten Thousand Laws) elixir, containing three pills..."

"It's not a problem with the elixir."

The She Dao Ren still shook his head: "It is the rule of my sect that we do not take external possessions for a knife. The Wanfa Lou's elixir is naturally excellent, but it is not enough for me to make an exception."

The She Dao Men stood in Dongzhou and in the world by relying on a lack of contention. Resources, magical treasures, and disciples were not contended for.

The She Dao Ren never took anything from anyone.

"Does senior know what I'm asking for?"

Lin Yanlong's eyes narrowed slightly.

Heavenly secrets were difficult to ask. Not many sects and holy lands could perform deductions. Although the Wanfa Lou had them, he could not command them.

"I know."

The She Dao Ren nodded: "You want to seek the mysteries of the Zhū Wáng Tái (Throne Conferred Platform)."

"Does senior know?"

Lin Yanlong focused his mind and looked at the She Dao Ren before him.

"Zhū Wáng Tái..."

The She Dao Ren muttered once, nodded, and then shook his head: "I know its origins, but I do not know its mysteries. Even if you ask, I cannot help you."

"Senior doesn't know either?" Lin Yanlong was somewhat suspicious.

"Even the ancient Holy Emperors and Celestial Sovereigns could not be omniscient, let alone me?"

The She Dao Ren smiled, the fur on his face moved in the wind.

"Since senior will not agree to me, why did you still see me?"

Lin Yanlong did not know if the She Dao Ren before him was deceiving him, but he had no way to verify it.

This She Dao Ren's cultivation was unfathomable, at least at the Wanfa realm. He was no match, and even if he cultivated to the Wanfa realm, he might not dare to attack.

Not a few experts had fallen at the hands of this She Dao Ren.

"If I did not see you, you would not leave, waiting bitterly outside the bamboo forest, and perhaps even barge in eventually. Since that is the case, why shouldn't I see you?"

The She Dao Ren's eyes were deep, making Lin Yanlong feel a chill in his heart.

"In that case..."

Lin Yanlong cupped his hands: "I will take my leave."

Of course, he would not beg bitterly. He cupped his hands, put down the Wanfa elixir, and was about to turn and leave.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please wait."

Just as Lin Yanlong was about to leave, the She Dao Ren called out to him.

Lin Yanlong raised his eyebrows: "Does senior have anything else?"

"Fellow Daoist Lin's talent is unmatched. In Dongzhou, there have not been many with better talent than you in the last twenty thousand years..."

The She Dao Ren gazed at Lin Yanlong and said calmly:

"You have gained much, and the Wanfa Lou's inheritance is sufficient for your cultivation. Why seek more? If you have great ambitions, why not cultivate quietly in the mountains for two thousand years?"

"Hmm?"

Lin Yanlong did not expect him to say this, but then he reacted, and his expression immediately became solemn: "Senior is saying that if I go to the Throne Conferred Platform..."

The She Dao Ren's eyelids drooped, covering his eyes: "I said nothing."

Lin Yanlong's heart filled with contemplation. After a long pause, he bowed deeply and retreated.

He vaguely guessed what the She Dao Ren wanted to say.

Hoo hoo~

After Lin Yanlong left, the bamboo forest returned to silence.

The She Dao Ren looked at a Bai Bi sitting by the stream not far away: "Why aren't you playing the zither?"

That Bai Bi was even taller and burlier.

Hearing the She Dao Ren's question, he couldn't help but ask: "Ancestor, what exactly is that Throne Conferred Platform?"

"The Throne Conferred Platform ah, that is a graveyard, a graveyard where the lords are buried..."

The She Dao Ren's eyes were deep, as if recalling something:

"That was a long, long time ago. After that one achieved Dao, he traveled all over the world and the starry seas, collecting the bones of all his former enemies and burying them in one place. Later generations called it the Throne Conferred Platform..."

"The bones of the lords... no wonder it's called the Throne Conferred Platform."

The tall Bai Bi was slightly enlightened, but then he was a little surprised: "Only enemies?"

"Only enemies."

The She Dao Ren nodded and couldn't help but sigh softly: "That one, where would he have friends..."

"But ancestor, you told that Lin Yanlong not to leave the mountain. Could it be that he will die at the Throne Conferred Platform?"

The Bai Bi asked again.

"That's not the case..."

The She Dao Ren shook his head and did not hide anything from this Bai Bi, things he had not said to Lin Yanlong: "However, his only chance of survival lies in the Wanfa Lou..."

"That is a pity."

The Bai Bi shook his head and sighed softly. He could see Lin Yanlong's disapproval and felt a little pity for this once-famous 天骄 (heaven's chosen).

The She Dao Ren tapped the fishing rod, flicked the fishing line, and it fell into the clear river water: "These people ah, all want to sweep away their contemporaries, everyone wants to be invincible in the world, all want to be ennobled as lords and kings, competing for the 至尊 (supreme)...

But since ancient times, there have been many bones on the road to supreme power. All the kings must die, so what is the point?"

The young Bai Bi who was facing away from him, had a flash of divine light in his eyes when he heard the words lords and supreme.

Of course, he knew that the She Dao Ren wanted to dispel his thoughts with these words.

However, the great changes in the world had already lasted for who knows how many tens of thousands of years. Apart from a Guanglong 至尊, no one else had been able to achieve supreme power. In the future, the world would undergo great changes.

It would be the best opportunity for many people, and also his best opportunity.

"Who in the world can avoid death? Even the ancient Holy Emperors and Celestial Sovereigns cannot!"

The young Bai Bi's large palm caressed the zither strings, his eyes very bright: "Since we are all going to die in the end, why not choose the most glorious, most brilliant path?"

The She Dao Ren did not speak, but only sighed softly:

"Then, I can only let you do as you please."

......

Hoo hoo~~~

The air currents howled and the strong winds swirled.

Lin Yanlong stepped through the air, his blood energy surging, crossing the sky like a 赤星 (red star).

"Throne Conferred Platform..."

Lin Yanlong's expression was as沉凝 water, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Of course, he could guess what the She Dao Ren wanted to say, but this made it difficult for him to accept and somewhat difficult to believe.

He could not guess who could kill him.

In Dongzhou for a hundred years, he had exchanged blows with the true inheritors of the ten great sects. There were only four or five who could be considered his opponents. Among them, Lan Shuixian was a step behind him.

Wu Erlang, who had condensed the divine body earlier than himself, had also already exchanged blows.

Xue Tianfeng?

Meng Xiantian?

Or Fa Wulong?

His mind was filled with complex thoughts, which eventually turned into a cold stream.

The human heart was inherently complex. He would believe what he wanted to believe, and he would not believe what he did not want to believe unless it actually happened.

"The She Dao Ren would not speak without a purpose, but I need to prepare myself..."

A幽冷 cold light flashed in Lin Yanlong's eyes.

There was no conversation along the way. Several months later, Lin Yanlong could already see the towering, majestic, and endless Wanfa Long Lou (Ten Thousand Laws Dragon Tower).

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Before he had even set foot in the mountains, Lin Yanlong heard booming sounds in his ears. Looking up, he saw streams of divine abilities exploding in the sky, blooming like worldly fireworks.

Extremely brilliant.

Winding around thousands of mountains and valleys, it seemed to envelop the entire Wanfa Lou.

"This is..."

Lin Yanlong was slightly startled in his heart. At a glance, he saw countless cranes soaring in the sky, flying among the mountains.

People came and went, it was very lively.

Just as he was wondering, he suddenly heard a grand and melodious bell sound falling from the endless high heavens.

The Wanfa Lou's leader, Qian Shisi, had rung the morning bell!

"What exactly happened that the leader actually rang the morning bell..."

Lin Yanlong was even more surprised.

Now was certainly not the time for daily Qi cultivation. The morning bell ringing at this time must mean that something major had happened. But seeing lanterns and decorations everywhere in the sect, and cranes and spiritual birds dancing in the air, it did not seem like a bad thing.

"What happened?"

Lin Yanlong stepped through the air for a hundred miles and directly blocked a crane. The outer sect disciple on the crane was so frightened that his face turned pale: "Ah, Lin, it's senior brother Lin."

Lin Yanlong's name was naturally very well-known among the many disciples of the Wanfa Lou, and that disciple recognized him.

He immediately replied: "Senior brother Lin just returned to the mountain and doesn't know, today senior sister Miao is going to set the date for marrying her Dao companion..."

In the Wanfa Lou, apart from clear teacher-disciple relationships, all the disciples within each millennium are considered fellow disciples, and it has nothing to do with cultivation.

"Senior sister Miao has a Dao companion?"

This time, Lin Yanlong was shocked.

Miao Meng was the undisputed senior sister of their generation for a thousand years. Her status was even higher than ordinary elders and on par with several elders and the vice leader.

And her cultivation was worthy of this praise. Not only had she formed her own Dongtian (grotto-heaven), but she had also had a record of killing Dongtian great experts!

But how could she suddenly have a Dao companion?

"Yes."

The disciple nodded, looked at Lin Yanlong's slightly changed face, and couldn't help but say: "Senior brother Lin, you don't know, senior sister Miao actually chose a former menial disciple as her Dao companion..."

"Former menial disciple?"

Lin Yanlong's expression returned to calm: "He's not one now?"

This was very natural. What kind of person was Miao Meng? Her Dao companion, even if he was just a menial disciple before, would definitely become a true disciple afterward.

"Yes, just yesterday, that Yuan Duxiu had already become a true disciple. It is said that he also received an audience with the leader, who imparted teachings and bestowed treasures..."

As the disciple said this, his body suddenly stiffened, and his heart was filled with a chill.

Looking again, Lin Yanlong's expression had become extremely stern, and his eyes were filled with endless killing intent. He was like a volcano about to erupt, dangerous to the extreme.

He immediately opened his mouth, his tongue tied, and his heart trembled.

"You said..."

Lin Yanlong lowered his eyes:

"His name is Yuan Duxiu?!"