Ling Feng was very suspicious that he had enough opportunities to obtain the unique skills of the ninth-level true teachings of the heavenly realm, but he really did. Even if he couldn't get the true teachings, he would not feel any regrets about his trip.

But fate never disappoints those who strive to strive for it.

Just as Ling Feng was saddened by the vastness of the world, a huge old man's face suddenly gathered on him.

Ling Feng's feet began to shine under the gathering of his face, and turned into the kind of golden color he saw in his dream when he fell into the water with Miao Xueqing, like a thunder vein that breeds from his ankles.

Then his body began to be pulled by a gentle force and gradually ascended towards the huge face on the top of the sky.

Finally, he got into the face, and everything in front of him disappeared, and replaced by another illusion that the face wanted to present him.

He saw a scene that had appeared in a certain time and space.

An elder named Dono in a nameless small world was now moving into a hole hanging on a water curtain because he was grateful for some kind of fluctuation of power.

When he entered the cave, the old-fashioned elder was waiting for him and everyone on a huge rock.

There were five other elders who entered the cave with him 6 times.

"Great Elder, I just sensed the catastrophe in the mandala!"

"That's right, I even vaguely saw the golden elephant of the holy boy, turning his feet into fish gills, borrowing the power of the Temple of Heaven to reverse the cycle of life and death!"

"Great Elder, do you think our Holy Lord of Mandala still exist in the world? Is there still a period of return to the waves in the era of my Mandala?"

...

Every elder's face was filled with excitement, while Elder Dono's face was even more dizzy with a child-like red color, and the light of hope was burned in his eyes.

They yearn for the revival of a certain era, and they yearn for the rise of the mandala lineage!

But the Great Elder was inconsistent with their ideas.

Faced with their doubts, the Great Elder replied calmly: "After turning the book, you can look back, the water flows away but you can't go back. The world of mandala has become history. I only hope that we, these people from the surviving era of heaven, can work from sunrise to sunset!"

In the hearts of the great elders, the world of mandala they live in is the past, and they can no longer withstand any tossing. All they can do is to shrink their heads and behave obediently in enduring the local peace given to them by the age of heaven. And they must not push the "remnants" of the mandala that they had finally survived to cut off their vitality.

Listening to the Great Elder's words, the other elders were silent and bowed their heads. Only Dono was still unwilling to give up and continued to ask the Great Elder:

"However, the mandala disaster is caused by the disaster, the holy child's golden elephant, his feet turn into fish gills, and borrows the power of the Temple of Heaven to seal the Temple of Heaven. This is something that the holy lord of the mandala can achieve. If the holy lord still exists in the world, how can we not pursue and submit to it?"

"And our magic power is low, so I am afraid that I cannot sense the strange phenomena outside the world. The reason why there is a projection in my heart is that the Holy Sword Altar is summoning us?"

"The altar is the last treasure of my mandala world, and it can be called the last fortune of my mandala lineage. Since it has this inspiration, how can we not call us to follow us?"

Dono bounced back with all his might. He looked at the black wooden box beside the Great Elder, which was the last qi vein of the entire mandala world - the Holy Sword of the Altar.

He thought to himself, how could his generation survive for a long time, and how could he bear the call of the Holy Sword of the Altar? He must do something for the person who shocked the Holy Sword!

"Dono, you are my younger brother. I know you always feel that your wisdom is not inferior to me. You always have some covetousness to me as the position of the great elder, but you actually don't understand the gap between you and me."

"It makes sense that the tribe members chose me instead of any of you six."

"Because only those who know the rightness of me can lead the tribe members, and continue to this day through tens of thousands of years of pursuit of heaven."

"You six, please step down!"

The Great Elder said lightly, instead of listening to him, he ran away them.

"yes!"……

The elders were suppressed by the power of the Great Elder and had to retreat, including Dono himself, and left the cave.

As soon as other elders left the cave, they chose to give up and leave, but Dono stopped with a red face in a bamboo forest not far outside the Water Curtain Cave.

He was unwilling to accept it, so he began to form a magic seal, tear open a door of space, release his inheritance power into the door, and merged the scene he had just encountered into an image, and put it into his own inheritance.

He began to talk to himself to his inheritance:

"My name is Dono. Since you can see my true teachings, you must have seen the image just now. I am an elder in that nameless little world. All those who live in that little world are the remains of the mandala."

"I want to revive the mandala, but my brother doesn't allow me to do this, but I am unwilling to give up, so I put a volume of [Mandala Tianyuan Chain] into the Hongmeng Gutter in today's bamboo forest."

"I don't want to be famous in history. I just want to meet by chance. The mandala people from different worlds can pick up this technique, inherit the unique skills of my mandala, awaken the holy power in my body, and shine the glory of my mandala!"

"Only those in the Mandala can see this technique. Seeing this technique means you have a fate with the Mandala. If you get my true teachings, you must practice it day and night, follow the name of my Mandala, and embark on the road to restoring the Mandala as soon as possible!"

After Dono said that, his whole body suddenly turned into a rotating chain, like a string of genes circling in the human body, drilling towards Ling Feng's sea of ​​consciousness who was grateful for this scene...

With the watering of that thought, Ling Feng felt the incomparable magic and mystery.

In the excitement of that thought, he even sensed a huge castle made of countless gold bricks and a huge world under the jurisdiction of the castle.

The average height of the people in that world is as high as three meters, and their bodies are several times stronger than those in the Dongkun world, and their wisdom is many times more powerful than those in the Yuedongkun world.

He could feel every bit of that world, and even somehow, he had a strange sense of familiarity.

He knew that the true martial arts he had accepted were definitely the best in the world!

But just after those thoughts completely entered his body, something strange suddenly arose.

He actually felt that the martial arts called "Mandala Tianyuan Chain" suddenly took the initiative to invade his limp!

Once the exercises in "Mandala Tianyuan Chain" wander to his left ankle, his left ankle began to feel extremely huge pain as if it was cut by a knife.

When others obtain the true teaching, their bodies shine and their faces are comfortable, but when they obtain the true teaching, they feel like they are suffering from a knife and fire.

"Ah..." He screamed, and he felt his ankle gradually being cut by a knife.

Blood dripped out of his left ankle, and he was in pain. He didn't know what kind of harm the Mandala Tianyuan Chain was doing to himself. His body began to float with the pain, and time and space became distorted in his pain. What was going on...

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