Chapter 315: The Great Desolation Monument is activated!

On a mountain peak in the Deserted Palace, Lin Changqiang was limiting his cultivation to the Five Elements Nirvana and practicing sparring with Lin Dong. As their fists and feet crossed, the heavy collision sounds were like heavy rain hitting the window sill.

Although practicing in Dan River was also very efficient, neither of them chose to continue improving their cultivation. Instead, they tried their best to master every bit of their strength through sparring.

Bang!
After another fight, Lin Dong swung his arm to attack horizontally, and Lin Changqiang bent his arm to block, but at this moment, a strange wave suddenly came from afar, vast and unparalleled.

"How confident do you think we are in comprehending the Great Desolate Scripture this time?"

Lin Dong used his right hand to block Lin Changqiang's shaky elbow and took a few steps back. Seeing this, Lin Changqiang withdrew his hand, stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Ten percent."

“So confident?” Lin Dong was a little surprised, but when he thought about Lin Changqiang’s character, his original nervousness immediately disappeared.

"of course."

Lin Changqiang smiled and looked into the distance. After practicing for so long, he was finally going to see the alien demon. He felt a little excited just thinking about it.

In fact, he could have gone to other worlds again not long ago, but once he went there he would have to wait three months before coming back. In order not to miss the opening of the Great Desolate Monument, he finally decided to save up two times before going, so that he could come back at any time.

"Let's go. Don't keep the Palace Master and the others waiting for too long."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Dong wanted to fly out of the courtyard, but before his feet left the ground, a pair of large hands held him down.

"Don't worry, we can just teleport."

"You haven't left your house in the past few days, so when did you go to the deserted mountain?"

Lin Dong was stunned, a little surprised, but Lin Changqiang just chuckled and didn't explain.

"You'll find out later."

Deep in the deserted palace, a majestic mountain towers into the clouds. Unlike the other mountains that are lush and green, this mountain is completely withered and yellow, without a single tree. It even makes people feel uncomfortable when looking at it from a distance.

Above this mountain, the surging Dan River roared past, but this time the Dan River had opened a hole in it, and countless rich and pure Nirvana auras poured out from it, all pouring onto the barren mountain. It looked as if a huge hole had cracked in the sky, or like a waterfall falling from the sky.

Under this continuous watering, the barren mountain gradually began to tremble, and rocks of all sizes fell down, with terrifying cracks appearing directly on the top of the mountain.

Sensing the movement in the barren mountain, countless figures suddenly appeared from all directions. In just a moment, the surrounding area was filled with a dense sea of ​​people. The originally quiet and peaceful forest suddenly became extremely lively.

They were disciples from various halls of Dao Sect. Unlike Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong, they had arrived nearby two or three days ago and wanted to know firsthand whether anyone could learn the Great Desolate Sutra. After all, in the past thousands of years, almost all disciples who mastered the Great Desolate Sutra were able to change the ranking of the four halls and bring the Desolate Hall to the first place.

Not long after, eight rainbow lights suddenly flew from afar and stopped in front of the barren mountain. The two leading them were Chen Zhen and Wudao, and the other six were the masters and deputy masters of the other three halls. But for some reason, Wudao seemed a little unhappy.

"Wow, even the Lord of the Heavenly Palace is here?" Jiang Hao widened his eyes and swallowed.

The Di Palace and Hong Palace were okay, but the Palace Master of the Tian Palace was even higher than the Sect Master in his heart.

"What's so strange about this? We all know the status of the Great Desolate Scripture. If we do, we'll either not open it or it'll be number one." Fang Yun rolled his eyes at Jiang Hao and looked at the desolate mountain eager to try. "I wonder if anyone among us can succeed."

Both of them were somewhat excited, and Song Zhou's eyes were also shining with hope. Only Pang Tong, who had the most qualifications, remained silent. Not long after, dozens of figures flew over from the horizon. As soon as they appeared, many disciples' eyes lit up, and they talked about them with admiration or envy.

"It's Senior Sister Xiaoxiao from the Heavenly Palace! And Qingye from the Earthly Palace and Muli from the Hong Palace. It is said that the three of them have already practiced the unique scriptures of each palace, and they are much stronger than our Huang Palace..."

"Yes, especially Senior Sister Xiaoxiao, with her Nine Yuan Nirvana cultivation, coupled with the Heavenly Emperor Sutra of the Heavenly Palace, I'm afraid she can hold her own for a long time even if she encounters a strong man in the Shengxuan Realm."

"It is said that Senior Sister Xiaoxiao also tried to comprehend the Great Desolate Sutra before, but she was unsuccessful."

"Hmm? There is such a thing? I just joined the sect in recent years. Aren't only the direct disciples of the Desolate Palace allowed to try to comprehend the Great Desolate Sutra?"

"Ahem, be careful with your words, be careful with your words."

These figures that broke through the air were all the direct disciples of the three halls of Heaven, Earth and Hong. Their cultivation was not outstanding in the entire Taoist sect, but they were still quite famous among the younger generation. Therefore, as soon as they appeared, they attracted countless eyes.

"Why hasn't that guy come yet? Could it be that he doesn't have the confidence to comprehend and is afraid of losing the bet, so he simply doesn't come and wants to renege on his bet?"

Although Ying Huanhuan was only wearing a plain white shirt and pants today, her youthful beauty was not diminished at all. She frowned at first, but as she spoke she couldn't help but smile.

"You wish." Ying Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at her. "When he joined the Desolate Palace, he clearly said that he was here for the Great Desolate Sutra. How could he give up on understanding it?"

Seeing her sister speaking for Lin Changqiang, Ying Huanhuan's eyes widened immediately, but she couldn't think of any words to refute for a moment. She could only snort angrily and cast her gaze towards the mountains in the distance.

As the cracks spread, a towering gray-yellow monument emerged from the ground, and an overwhelming aura of desolation quietly spread throughout the world.

Seeing this huge monument, Ying Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little complicated. Although she was usually polite, as the eldest sister of the fourth hall of Dao Sect, she couldn't help but feel a little proud. However, after practicing all the way, only this Great Desolate Monument refused to give her face...

Everyone's eyes were focused on the giant monument. The behemoth, which was nearly a thousand feet high, made many disciples stare in amazement. They felt like another mountain had grown on a barren mountain, like a giant gourd that towered into the sky.

"Sister, do you think someone will succeed this time?" Even though it was not the first time she saw it, Ying Huanhuan was still quite shocked, and the slight complaints she had just had were long forgotten.

“Although I failed to cultivate it successfully at first, I feel that the Great Desolate Scripture and the Desolate Strength should have some connection. If so…” Ying Xiaoxiao paused for a moment and looked at Ying Huanhuan, “Jiang Hao and the other four don’t have much chance, but Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong do have some possibility.”

“Oh…” Ying Huanhuan nodded subconsciously, but soon she couldn’t help but clench her hands, and the expression on her little face became a little complicated.

"what happened?"

"If that guy succeeds in his cultivation, won't I really be able to join the Huang Palace and become his junior sister?" Ying Huanhuan hesitated for a moment before speaking hesitantly with a slightly blushing cheek.

When Ying Huanhuan thought that Lin Changqiang might walk around in front of her in the future and ask her to call him senior brother, she could not help but grit her teeth and her little face puffed up like a bun.

"Deserve it!"

Ying Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She glared at Ying Huanhuan before looking back at the monument. However, her mood at the moment was not much different from Ying Huanhuan's. Although she also thought that Lin Changqiang had failed in his comprehension, in the end she still hoped that he was a true genius...

boom!
The violent trembling of the mountain gradually stopped. Everyone looked up at the top of the mountain, only to see that the stone tablet was almost touching the Dan River. Compared with the stone tablet, they were even smaller than ants.

This is the Great Desolate Monument, and the most powerful of the Four Great Scriptures is contained within it.

　Before I knew it, it has reached 65 words. Is my first novel in my life going to break a million words? I am a little excited just thinking about it (〃ω)
　　
　
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