After hearing what the monks surnamed Gao said, the disciples in the field looked at each other and stopped talking. Indeed, since they had decided to stay, there were not many choices.

Everyone sat on the cushion, with a serious look on their faces and exerted their magic power as much as possible.

As time passed, the mana was gradually exhausted, and the air shield condensed on it became weaker and weaker, but the tide surrounding it did not weaken at all.

A monk couldn't help but say, "Fellow Taoist Gao, we have heard what you said and exhausted all our magic power, but why can't we resist the invasion of this lake?"

Everyone couldn't help but see it.

The monk named Gao was very happy and said: "Then I have to ask you all, maybe some people have not exhausted their magic power? Maybe someone wants to stay for the last time to get a bargain?"

He looked at the people in the field and said, "Is your magic power really gone?"

There was no echo in the field.

The monk named Gao continued, "I think as long as there is a person's magic power that has not been exhausted, the lake will not stop attacking, until we are all submerged."

He paused and said again: "But it is possible that in the end, the person who exhausted his magic power can survive. It is difficult for the person who secretly left his magic power to survive. However, this is just Gao's guess. You don't have to take it seriously. Whether it is life or death, you can do it yourself."

When he said this, several monks' eyes flashed.

There are indeed people in the field who have not exhausted their magic power, and there are more than one. Nowadays, it is hard to feel relieved if they don’t leave some help. Who is willing to entrust their lives to others at will?

At this moment, some people who are calm inside find that the situation is wrong. They know very well that if someone keeps magic power, it will certainly be possible to kill everyone.

Therefore, someone said loudly: "Everyone, if this continues, it is better for us to make an oath to each other. As long as we are in this palace, we need to ignore each other and overcome this barrier together. How about it?"

When everyone heard this, they thought that this was a solution, but it was okay not to count on each other. If they passed this level together, then let’s forget it. If this is true, wouldn’t it be impossible for everyone to get through it if one person can’t get through it?

Of course, some people are willing to swear like this and they will not stop it. Therefore, they all make vows one by one as quickly as possible, willing to not infringe on each other...

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Then they tried their best together, but this time no one held back, and they persisted for a long time, even longer than the time they had just been used. It can be seen that many people had left a lot of strength in secret, and the monks couldn't help but curse in their hearts and despise each other.

Half an hour later, all the monks present had exhausted their magic power, and the tide of water no longer approached forward, but retreated.

Not only that, the water in the entire lake is fading, but the bottom of the lake is exposed. You can see circles of neat and regular ring-shaped grooves below. I don’t know what that is.

A monk looked around and said, "Fellow Daoist Gao, it seems that you have really hit it. Indeed, only by exhausting magic power can the lake water retreat."

Someone said unconvincedly: "Why do you want to say so much? Why don't you take the opportunity to restore more mana? Look at the bottom, but you can't tell what else is there."

The monk surnamed Gao was indifferent, but he could not see him meditating and regulating his breathing.

Someone moved his heart and said, "Does Fellow Daoist have any ideas?"

Everyone was secretly paying attention. After all, the monk named Gao said it was right several times before. Although everyone here has their own thoughts and may not blindly follow, they also want to hear what he would say.

The monk named Gao looked up and said, "Will you do what I say?"

There was a silence around him, and suddenly there were sounds outside. When everyone looked, they saw a whistle and whistle in the ground trench, and rushed into the hall.

As the wind blew, everyone felt that their spirit seemed to have been blown away three points, and they said unconsciously: "The wind is not right!"

Without reminding him, everyone who noticed that they were inappropriate immediately rushed to sacrifice magic weapons to resist. They had just exhausted their magic power and had not had time to recover yet. At this moment, they could only rely entirely on the power of the magic weapon itself.

But the howling wind came over, and it became more and more fierce and violent, and it was never stopped. Every time I passed, I felt that my magic power was cut off and my spirit was also declining a little.

The more the cultivators got, the weaker they became. They had to try their best to squeeze their own essence, but the magic weapon could not support it and destroyed it one by one and fell down one by one.

After a while, everyone felt that their bodies were heavy and they were no longer light. Moreover, the breathing and breathing had become the turbid air of the mortal world. It was no longer the pure air obtained from the original practice of Taoism. It seemed that after this polishing, it was returned to the body of a mortal.

"You guys look at those mortals!"

When everyone heard this, they turned their heads and looked at them. Seeing the mortal children sitting there without any abnormality, they couldn't help but say angrily: "Is this for us?"

The monk named Gao said, "These two levels consume my magic power and destroy my magic weapon. This is to strip away all the traces of our original sects and make us completely inherit the Taoist Dharma of this Immortal Palace."

He said in his heart: "The magic power on his body and the magic weapons in his hand can be cut off, but the truth in his heart is difficult to take away. If we cannot convince us, it may not be able to inherit it sincerely. If we take it into our hands, it will only be given to the sects behind us."

After everyone's magical powers and magic weapons were wiped out, the roaring wind finally stopped, and a rumbling sound came from front of them. Everyone saw jade monuments as high as three meters high rise and formed a circle, totaling twelve.

The knowledgeable person said surprise: "This is a monument to spread the martial arts. You need to enter to get the teachings."

Everyone was also excited, but no one left in the field for a while, obviously they were waiting for others.

"I'll do it first!"

A tall monk stood up first, and this person could see through it. Not to mention that all magical powers and weapons are now lost. Even if it is intact, it is easy for the other party to slaughter them. So it would be better to go in and take a try.

So he strode towards a stone tablet under the gaze of everyone, and his figure quickly sank into it.

The monk surnamed Gao pondered for a moment, stood up, and walked towards one of the stone tablets, and disappeared inside.

Seeing him like this, the monks also stood up and headed towards the stone tablet.

When Pulu saw this scene, she said to the children behind her: "Everyone goes in with me, there are immortals who protect us."

These children followed him all the way here and were willing to listen to him. Moreover, there were so many monks here that they dared not stay here. They followed Pulu into one of the stone tablets.

The moment Pu Lu entered the stone tablet, he felt as if he had passed through a layer of gauze and found that he had come to a Guangtai. When he looked back, he found that he was the only one left.

He thought about it and walked up the steps. After a while, he saw countless golden Taoist talismans floating there. The closest distance was only half a foot away. He went up and touched it, but before his hand could reach closer, these Taoist talismans were avoided first.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the Taoist talismans floated upwards. He didn't grab it, and felt like he had lost something. He shouted, "Don't run." Then he crossed the steps and ran to the top of the magic platform in one breath. He couldn't help but hold his knees and kept gasping. At this time, he wiped his face with his arms crossed and looked up, and saw a Taoist figure sitting there.

"Immortal!"

He hurried forward, knelt down, and said, "Pu Lu pays homage to the immortal!"

On the other side, the monk named Gao approached the stone tablet and walked through the long rainbow corridors. He came to a hall. He saw a phantom of immortals sitting on the terrace hall. He bent over and bowed and said, "My younger brother Gao Xiangu, I have seen the real person of the Immortal Dynasty."

After a while, a huge and distant voice came down and said, "What are you asking for?"

Gao Xiangu's answer was very simple, saying, "I want to seek the best method."

The voice asked, “Would you like to abandon the past Taoist teachings and obtain my Taoist Dharma?

The monk surnamed Gao did not hesitate and said directly: "I have my master's teachings, and I am also ordered to come here this time. I wonder if I can pass on the remains of immortals in this way?"

The sect asked him to do everything possible to obtain the inheritance here, and he did not hesitate to any means, but he felt that even if he was facing the shadow of an immortal, his own Taoist practice would definitely not be able to deceive the other party. Instead of covering it up, it would be better to tell the truth.

At this time, a ray of inspiration flew down from the sky and fell directly into his hands. Then the loud voice said, "You go."

Although the monk named Gao had known this, he could not help but feel a little disappointed. He glanced at the thing in his hand and saw a piece of jade board. He did not check it carefully. After bowing, he retreated from here.

When he returned to the hall, he continued to walk out without stopping.

After he came out, the monks who entered the stone tablet also came out one after another, with regret and annoyance on their faces. Most of them only got a magic weapon in their hands, which showed that they had not obtained the inheritance, but this trip was finally back without success.

Gao Xiangu had already come outside first. When the silver-robed monk saw him, he took the initiative to greet him and asked with concern: "Nephew Gao, how about you?"

Gao Xiangu respectfully handed the jade board in his hand and said, "Master, uncle, my nephew just got this thing, and he hasn't looked at it carefully."

The monk in silver robe reached out and then his palm penetrated directly through it, as if it was just a phantom. He couldn't help but his eyes froze, and he withdrew his hand, with a hint of imperceptible envy, and said, "It seems that this is only for you."

Since he couldn't get it, he didn't pursue it anymore. He asked in detail about the situation after everyone entered, thinking about it.

At this time, the disciples inside also came out one by one. Taoist Sanmo and Taoist Blood-clothed both found their disciples inquired about the situation, and then the three of them gathered again.

The Taoist Sanmo said: "Looking at the magical powers and means shown in it, the secret realm inheritance may be higher than we imagined, or it may contain higher-level methods, and even the secret methods of practicing after achieving the soul."

The three of them looked at each other, and at this moment they were both surprised and excited, and at the same time they were a little confused and fearful. Assuming that this judgment was true, it means that the true soul of the Yuanshen might also come. The silver-robed monk sighed: "We can no longer make the decision on the matter here, so we should report it earlier and let the sect take charge."

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