Living Up to the Sect's Great Expectations (Bonus Chapter for Boss Ao Tian Wu Fa Wu Tian!)
After a brief silence, the whole world exploded. Countless voices intertwined, including shock, confusion, and disbelief.
The elders were also stunned and looked at each other, seeing the same emotion in each other's eyes.
Shocked!
Three days, from enlightenment to completion of cultivation, it only took three days. Dao Sect has established a sect for thousands of years, but no one has ever done it.
Under the gaze of countless gazes, the eyes of the young man in front of the stone tablet, which had been closed for three days, finally slowly opened.
At that moment, everyone could feel an invisible wave spreading from Luo Heng's body.
Chi chi chi--
Invisible fluctuations spread in all directions with Luo Heng as the center. Wherever it passed, the earth began to turn yellow, and the vegetation that originally had a hint of green withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Within a few hundred meters, the originally lush rocky land turned Huang Wu yellow in the blink of an eye.
That kind of fluctuation is somewhat similar to the Desolate Hall's Desolate Force, but it is purer and more terrifying.
That's the real spirit of Huang Wu.
The power of Great Desolation Scripture.
The faces of all those who sensed this wave became serious at this moment. Is this Great Desolation Scripture? It is indeed extraordinary.
Chen Zhen stood on the high platform, feeling the aura of Huang Wu, and his whole body was stunned.
He opened his mouth to say something, but found that his voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a word.
Wu Dao also looked dull and murmured, "Three days... Did he really succeed in practicing in just three days?"
Gu Mo opened his eyes, his turbid eyes fell on Luo Heng, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved up. This boy was indeed more evil than he imagined.
Ying Xuanzi took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He had lived for so many years and had seen countless geniuses, but this was the first time he saw one like Luo Heng.
Gan Zhanglao beside him also had a face full of shock. He stared at Luo Heng for a long time before holding back a sentence: "Sect Master, you have gained a good disciple."
Ying Xuanzi smiled and said, "It wasn't me who collected it, it was Desolate Hall who collected it."
Gan Zhanglao glanced at him and said, "That is also Dao Sect's disciple."
Ying Xuanzi did not refute, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became a little deeper.
Ying Xiaoxiao stood in front of disciple Heavenly Hall, feeling the energy of Huang Wu, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.
Three days, it really only took him three days. She was ostracized without even seeing Monument Spirit in person, but Luo Heng was not only recognized, but also completed her cultivation in just three days.
The difference is sometimes so obvious.
Sometimes this gap is like that between a human and a paramecium, which is simply unimaginable.
Qing Ye was also stunned. He looked at the aura of Huang Wu lingering around Luo Heng, and the last trace of unwillingness in his heart completely dissipated. He completed Great Desolation Scripture in three days of practice. He would never be able to catch up with this kind of talent in his life.
Mu Li jumped up from the stone, widened his eyes, and said, "Damn it! Three days! This kid... bah bah bah, senior brother! It really only took three days!"
The Vast Hall disciples around him also looked shocked, with their mouths open wide enough to fit an egg in.
"Senior brother Luo Heng! Senior brother Luo Heng! Senior brother Luo Heng!"
I don't know who shouted first, and then the whole world burst into deafening cheers.
Those disciples shouted the name of Luo Heng crazily, and the sound surged into the sky, as if they were going to overthrow the whole world.
And amid the cheers that filled the mountains and plains, Luo Heng stood up calmly, stared at the huge stone monument in front of him, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply.
Luo Heng whispered softly:
"Don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long, just a few months."
"Buzz--"
Great Desolation Monument also seemed to hear Luo Heng's voice. The monument shook slightly, and a gap opened on the surface of the monument. Two tiny streams of light swept down from it, floating in front of Luo Heng.
They were two round stone beads about the size of thumbs. They were all pale yellow and looked inconspicuous.
But Luo Heng can feel that these two little things contain quite astonishing fluctuations.
Moreover, when the two stone beads fell off the monument, the color of Great Desolation Monument became obviously darker.
"This is Desolate Pearl. At this critical moment, I may be able to help you with something." Monument Spirit's voice sounded in Luo Heng's mind, and with a hint of exhaustion, he continued, "This is the greatest help I can give you. Pay attention to safety and don't let me wait too long. I have been waiting for the day of freedom for a long time."
Luo Heng nodded and carefully put away the two Desolate Pearl.
These two beads are treasures that Monument Spirit condensed with his own power. They contain the Origin Power of Monument Spirit and can exert amazing power in times of crisis.
In the original plot of the novel, they were left to Lin Dong, but now, Monument Spirit gave them to him.
There is no way, good things are usually reserved for those with the strongest talent and better development prospects, and Luo Heng happens to be that, and Great Desolation Monument also likes him.
In the distance, a red figure flew past.
Ying Huanhuan's speed was so fast that her ponytail was pulled into a straight line in the wind.
In a few breaths, she had already landed in front of Luo Heng, with a pair of big bright eyes staring at him closely, filled with uncontrollable joy.
"Brother Heng!" She called out, her voice clear and crisp, with a hint of excitement.
Luo Heng looked at her appearance, smiled, and reached out to rub her hair.
Ying Huanhuan did not avoid it, but instead narrowed his eyes, like a kitten being groomed.
"Did you succeed?" she asked. Although the answer was obvious, she still wanted to hear it with her own ears.
"Well, it worked." Luo Heng nodded.
The corners of Ying Huanhuan's mouth curved up into a crescent moon. She knew that Brother Heng was the strongest!
Then, she took a deep breath, took a step back, put her hands on her hips, raised her chin slightly, and tried to make an "I knew you could do it" expression.
"Hmph, I'm just saying, if you can't understand it, then you don't want this Great Desolation Scripture." She said with a hint of pride in her tone, but those bright eyes betrayed her.
Luo Heng looked at her arrogant look and couldn't help but laugh.
He knew that this girl was very happy in her heart, but she refused to admit it.
He reached out and took her hand.
Ying Huanhuan's hand froze slightly, but he did not pull it back, but his face quietly turned red.
Brother Heng, my father is still here.
Luo Heng held her hand, turned to face Ying Xuanzi, the elders, Hall Master, and the Dao Sect Disciple who were all over the mountains and fields in the air, and bowed with cupped fists.
"Sect Master, disciple Luo Heng, live up to the sect's high expectations!"
His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
The whole place was instantly shocked.
The cheers swept over like a mountain and a tsunami, and the disciples shouted the name of Luo Heng crazily, with each wave getting louder and louder.
"Luo Heng senior brother is mighty!"
"Senior brother Luo Heng is the number one person in the Dao Sect!"
"Long live Desolate Hall!"
Various sounds intertwined together, and the whole world was boiling.
Chen Zhen stood on the high platform, looking at this scene, his eyes were slightly red. It has been a hundred years, Desolate Hall has not had a disciple who has understood Great Desolation Scripture in a hundred years, and now, finally there is one again.
Wu Dao stood beside him, also looking excited, and said, "Senior brother, we Desolate Hall are really going to stand up this time."
Chen Zhen nodded and said nothing, but his hands were trembling slightly.
Gu Mo was sitting on a rock in the distance, looking at the picture of Luo Heng and Ying Huanhuan holding hands. The smile on his lips could not be suppressed. This boy is not only talented. The evildoer has such a good eye for finding Daoist companions, Sect Master's daughter, Heavenly Hall's Direct Disciple, and Dao Sect's group favorite little princess.
Promising.
Ying Xiaoxiao stood in the crowd, watching his sister being held by Luo Heng's hand, her face flushed, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved.
This girl is usually very tough-talking, but when the time comes, she is more honest than anyone else, Luo Heng...
Really handsome.