A good forest was destroyed in this way, and the ruins were everywhere, especially those big trees that were as thick as a hug. It was a waste. If they were used for construction, they could be used as columns for the main hall.

Under the brutal collision of the Valkyrie Knights, these large trees that had taken hundreds of years to mature were broken at the waist.

This collision lasted for nearly an hour before stopping, and Lin Ye, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, had beads of sweat on his forehead.

If he had knocked down so many trees by himself, he might not be so tired.

Remotely controlling a hundred warrior knights requires not only dividing the power of cultivation into so many parts, but also requiring precise control. More importantly, it requires multi-tasking. Ordinary people will probably never be able to achieve such an abnormality.

In Nie Wuzhi's view, Lin Ye was not a human being.

In Lu Junji's view, Lin Ye is indeed a practitioner.

He asked Nie Wuzhi, can you do it too?

Nie Wuzhi twitched the corner of his mouth and left, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Lu Jun concentrated his mind and said, you practitioners can only pretend, if you can, why are you looking away from me?

After Lin Ye got up, the woman in white was the first to float next to Lin Ye: "How is it?"

While he was talking, he took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat on Lin Ye's forehead.

Lin Ye was obviously still a little embarrassed, and of course there was also the fear of being suppressed in his bloodline.

Sometimes, an aunt who is not very different in age is more terrifying than an older sister.

The most terrifying thing is that Lin Ye has always been taken care of by his aunt when he was a child, so he can also regard his aunt as his mother.

It is of course normal for a mother to spank a naughty child.

"Although you can fight enemies at longer distances, you can even fight against powerful ones in the God-endowed Realm.

My strength is strong, but once someone gets close to me, I may not even have the chance to fight back."

After hearing what Lin Ye said, my aunt immediately said, "Then do you have any solution?"

Lin Ye said: "It's very difficult. Once all the power of cultivation is transferred out, especially when it is about five miles away, it will take at least fifteen breaths to transfer it back. For experts, half a breath is enough.

, if you want to solve this problem...sigh."

Just as my aunt was about to offer words of comfort, she heard Lin Ye say seriously: "Maybe it's just me."

The aunt raised her hand and touched Lin Ye's head. Her words of comfort just now turned into a shudder on the forehead.

Lin Ye chuckled and said, "I'll think of ways to improve it, but the process shouldn't be easy."

My aunt looked at his tired look, and on the surface she was glaring at him, but in fact she was still full of heartache.

She comforted: "This kind of thing has never happened before. You need to explore it by yourself. The process is not easy, so don't be too impatient and be careful."

Lin Ye nodded: "Well, if you are impatient, it will take four or five days."

Auntie was stunned.

Then he kicked Lin Ye on the butt.

Lin Yejian jumped away with a whoosh, and then his body swayed and almost fell down.

Just now, in order to test his own limits, Lin Ye almost exhausted all his cultivation power. If his physique was not incomparable to other people's, he would not have the energy to talk to his aunt.

The aunt stepped forward and supported Lin Ye: "Are you still trying to be brave?"

Lin Ye said: "It's a little bit empty."

Auntie put her palms on Lin Ye's back and poured her cultivation power into Lin Ye's body to relieve fatigue and straighten his meridians.

Lin Ye felt the warmth

The flow spread throughout my body and I felt much better within a moment.

In fact, despite the cold look on my aunt's face, she is always domineering and sharp when she teaches others a lesson.

But in fact, what my aunt practices in the Wanxiang Sect is the gentlest technique...medicine.

The Wanxiang Sect is all-encompassing, and Lin Ye doesn't even know how many kinds of exercises it can do.

So he couldn't help but asked curiously: "Gu, how many kinds of skills are there in Wanxiang Sect?"

While asking about his recovery from treatment, his aunt explained: "Wanxiangmen, doesn't the name already give you the answer?"

Lin Ye said in surprise: "There are really 10,000 kinds of exercises?"

The aunt shook her head: "It's not that there are ten thousand kinds of exercises, but that all industries in the world have records. For example, farming is divided into countless categories. How to grow rice, how to grow millet, how to grow melons, pears, and peaches.

How to manage, how to raise cattle and sheep, how to breed chickens and ducks..."

Lin Ye was shocked.

He asked: "Where does the Wanxiang Gate... come from?"

The aunt replied: "I thought you had known it for a long time. In fact, the Wanxiang Sect has a great connection with the Sage Jiujie."

Lin Ye was even more shocked.

It is known that the most powerful sect in the world is Shangyang Palace, and Shangyang Palace was founded by the descendants of Sage Jiujie.

It is known that Yu Xin Guan is the second most powerful sect in the world, and Yu Xin Guan may have been created by the wife of Saint Gui Jie or a confidante. There are also rumors that Yu Xin Guan is the daughter of Saint Gui Jie

Created.

If the Wanxiang Sect is also related to Sage Zuijie, then Sage Zuijie will be constantly creating and creating again in his life?

So how strong is he?

The aunt explained Lin Ye's doubts: "The founder of the Wanxiang Sect is the wife of Saint Jiujie."

Lin Ye: "Which one?"

The aunt glared at him: "Of course she is the first wife, and the only wife."

Lin Ye asked: "But I heard that Saint Jiujie has...many confidants."

The aunt said: "Before he got married, he did have many...ahem, different experiences, but after he got married, he never went out to spend time, which is still his duty."

Lin Ye said: "Then, his wife must be amazing."

My aunt nodded: "Otherwise, how could we create the all-encompassing Wanxiang Gate?"

She continued to explain: "It is rumored that her name is Sun Wanxiang. Doesn't it sound like a woman's name?"

"It is rumored that she is a descendant of Xun Sheng...but these rumors are all told by Master Qian, and there are no records in the various classics of our sect."

Speaking of this, my aunt seemed to be fascinated by that story.

"It is said that more than a thousand years ago, the practitioners at that time were much more powerful than they are now."

Lin Ye once had such a speculation, but because it was unfounded, he didn't think much about it.

The aunt said: "According to the records in the Wanxiang Sect's classics, before Saint Zuijie retired to seclusion, he had accepted at least hundreds of challenges, and the strength of everyone who challenged him should not be lower than the Fushen realm, and some of them may even be in the God-endowed realm.

It has surpassed the realm of God-giving."

Lin Ye was speechless.

But what he didn't expect for the moment was that the woman in white was still very conservative.

Lin Ye actually thought that his previous practice might be more powerful, and the monks could even fly into the sky and move mountains and seas.

But that's just one

This was an unfounded fantasy, but when his aunt confirmed that there was indeed a realm beyond the realm of God, he was still unavoidably shocked.

The aunt continued: "After all, the saint pioneered spiritual practice. Logically speaking, no one among his peers should be able to reach his height. Therefore, he has accepted challenges from at least hundreds of people in his life. I once had extremely doubts about this."

Lin Ye nodded: "It is indeed unreasonable."

The aunt said: "It wasn't until later that I saw records in our sect's classics that said that Saint Jiujie had lived seven hundred years before he disappeared."

"Seven hundred!"

Lin Ye's eyes widened instantly.

He is no longer a child, and his knowledge and experience are far greater than those of ordinary people.

My aunt nodded: "The record says it is seven hundred years old."

Lin Ye suddenly thought of something again, looked at his aunt and asked, "Is he missing? Is he dead?"

Auntie pulled Lin Ye to one side and sat down. The two of them sat cross-legged on a large flat stone and continued chatting.

"I'll show you all the classics in our sect later... There is a book in our sect that is neither a skill nor a practical book. It was hidden in the middle of a box and was accidentally discovered by Mr. Qian.

, called Morning Flowers Picked Up at Dusk."

"This booklet can be said to be the ancestor's notes. It records all the trivial things in daily life."

"There is a mention in the notes that on the 700th birthday of the founder, the saint insisted on picking a Tianshan colorful lotus for the ancestor, but he went out and never came back."

The aunt looked at Lin Ye and said: "Based on the records in Morning Flowers and Evening Pilgrimages, I have speculated that at that time Sage Zuijie and the Patriarch should have been living in seclusion somewhere near the sea in Qingzhou, and they could not have traveled more than ten thousand miles to the Tianshan Mountains. However, Sage Zuijie should have gone back and forth in one day.

,

But he didn’t come back.”
To be continued...