Chapter 320: 2559 words reached the target!

Time passed bit by bit, the sky gradually darkened, and the sun gradually set, but Dao Zong's disciples opened their eyes wide, held their breath, and stared intently at the Great Desolation Monument.

At this moment, the pillar of light that reached the sky in front of the monument was slowly dissipating. The two figures who had been sitting quietly for a long time opened their eyes, and dark yellow circles of light spread from their bodies and spread in all directions.

Not seeing the two men making any moves, everyone was horrified to find that the flowers, plants and trees within a hundred feet radius were rapidly withering. Several originally lush green hills soon turned into a wasteland, and the aura of the two men rose rapidly.

This fluctuation is somewhat similar to the wild power of the Wild Palace, but it is obviously more pure and domineering. Not only that, it can also feed back to itself!

"To absorb the vitality of all things and use it for one's own benefit, this is the Great Desolate Sutra!"

Wudao stared at Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong with his eyes sharp, his voice was excited but also a little happy. Chen Zhen on the side stroked his long beard happily. He glanced at the astonished expressions of Qi Lei and others, and felt very relieved.

"It seems that this palace examination will be suspenseful."

Feeling the fluctuations in Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong's body, Xu Bin couldn't help but nodded, but Qi Lei couldn't help but snorted.

“Old man Chen, old man Wu, the two of you should not be too proud. Ying Xiaoxiao from my Heavenly Palace has reached the Nine Yuan Nirvana and has already mastered the Heavenly Emperor Sutra. Even if the Great Desolate Sutra is very powerful, they may not be able to defeat it with their cultivation!”

Hearing this, Chen Zhen was not annoyed. He just looked at Wudao and laughed out loud.

Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong have achieved Seven-Element Nirvana and Six-Element Nirvana respectively. Qi Lei can say this, so what else do they have to be dissatisfied with?
In the past, let alone being two small realms lower, even if the realms were the same, no one present would think that Huang Dian could win.

"Three months later, wait and see!"

"Am I afraid of you? The position of the head of the four palaces will not be easily given up by my Heavenly Palace."

Wudao smiled and patted Qi Lei on the back. Seeing this, the latter finally couldn't pretend anymore and laughed happily.

The emergence of the Great Desolate Sutra is a beneficial thing for the entire Taoist sect. How could those hall masters like them be petty?

Amid the noise that filled the mountains, Lin Changqiang took a deep breath and walked towards the Great Desolation Monument.

Even though he knew how much of a sensation his next move would cause, he couldn't refuse the third place in the world on the Divine Object List.

As he approached, all the disciples around the barren mountain were a little confused. However, the next second, their pupils suddenly dilated. They saw Lin Changqiang stretched out his hand and a light flashed on the stone tablet. The originally towering monument that was a hundred feet high instantly turned into the size of a palm and flew into his hand, leaving only a huge deep pit in its place...

In an instant, the noise stopped abruptly, and everyone stared at this shocking scene in amazement, even more shocked than when they saw Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong successfully comprehend the Great Desolate Sutra. And then, in just a moment, the world suddenly boiled over again.

"Crazy, I must be crazy..."

"Which talisman master secretly launched a mental attack? Why am I having hallucinations?"

"From now on, our Dao Sect will only have the three great scriptures left?"

"Damn it, I want to turn the hall!"

If successfully comprehending the Great Desolate Sutra is amazing and admirable, then directly taking away the Great Desolate Monument is simply a fantasy.

The next moment, Lin Changqiang felt a flash before his eyes, and eight figures appeared one after another. They stared at him with eyes wide open in disbelief, but before they could open their mouths to ask, all sounds between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared.

An exaggerated momentum that made it hard to breathe suddenly appeared. Several people looked up and saw that the headmaster Ying Xuanzi, who was supposed to be at Daofeng, was staring at the stone tablet in Lin Changqiang's hand without saying a word, with an expression of emotion...

A few days later, although Lin Changqiang had handed over the method of practicing the Great Desolate Sutra to Ying Xuanzi, and Ying Xuanzi handed it over to Chen Zhen, so that the disciples of the Desolate Palace would have the opportunity to practice like the other three palaces, the sensation caused by the taking away of the Great Desolate Monument had not yet subsided.

Not only were there always people going to the original barren mountain to watch, but wherever he went he had to face a group of people looking at him as if he were a god. Even at his residence in the deserted palace, there were always people coming to watch from outside the mountain, which made him very annoyed.

To this end, he even returned to his own residence in public, and then used teleportation to teleport to Lin Dong's house, and the following days were finally peaceful.

Fortunately, with the Great Desolate Monument, they no longer needed to go to the martial arts hall to absorb the desolate energy. The two of them usually practiced around the Great Desolate Monument. When they were tired of practicing, they would go to the open space to practice. After practicing, they would take a medicinal bath with the medicine accumulated since Lin Changqiang took out the medicine bottle. It was really wonderful. Although it was a boring practice, the two of them never got tired of it. As for the bet with Ying Huanhuan, Lin Changqiang did not rush to urge him.

Not to mention that he had just taken a priceless treasure from Ying Xuanzi, and if he tried to steal his girlfriend right away, it might make the old father angry. Besides, given Ying Huanhuan's personality, he would definitely not default on his debt, so there was no need for him to be anxious.

When Ying Huanhuan has almost finished her work and comes to the house herself, if he says that a noble man should not bear grudges, wouldn't that be a maximum of mockery?

Jiejiejie~

"Speaking of which, Senior, don't you have a name of your own?"

In the courtyard, Lin Changqiang stopped practicing and poked the half-person-high stone tablet in front of him. Lin Dong, who was patiently absorbing the desolate air, also opened his eyes, obviously very interested.

"Name?" The old man's shadow emerged from the stone tablet and thought for a few seconds with his chin in his hand.

"Really not. Except for the Zushi guy whose name is Yan, the rest of us gods refer to each other by our real names, such as me, the Miewang Tianpan, and Xuantian Temple."

"How about I give you a name? Or you can give it to yourself. Calling you senior seems a bit strange, and calling you the Great Desolate Monument seems a bit impolite."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes lit up: "That makes sense, then let's just think about it together. I don't have any other requirements, just be more domineering than Yan."

“More domineering than Yan?” Lin Changqiang nodded slightly. After thinking for a while, he could not find any good ideas. He looked at the guy who was laughing at the side and said, “Lin Dong, have you thought of it?”

"Me?" Seeing the two of them looking at him, Lin Dong quickly coughed to stop laughing.

He had only learned from the old man a few days ago that the stone talisman on his palm was the second most powerful divine object in the world, and the old man's Great Desolate Monument was the third most powerful. Both were made by the legendary Talisman Ancestor. Therefore, he had more respect for the old man than Lin Changqiang. But if he was asked to give him a more domineering name than Yan...

He was really afraid that Zu Shi would nag him in the future.

"I'm not very good at this, and all my names are Xiaoyan, Xiaodiao, etc. I don't think you would want to call me Xiaohuang either."

“That’s too ugly.” As soon as the old man finished speaking, he curled his lips in disdain. “Forget it, you can just call me Huang from now on. It’s simple and easy to remember.”

After saying that, he went into the stone tablet again, leaving Lin Changqiang and Lin Dong staring at each other, thinking of the monster recorded in the Desolate Monster Eye...

“By the way, spear, the palace examination will be held in more than two months. Do you have the confidence to defeat the Heavenly Palace?” Thinking of the discussions he heard some time ago, Lin Dong couldn’t help but show a bit of helplessness on his face.

The palace examination is a competition to examine the strength of the disciples of the four palaces. The ranking of the four palaces will also be changed according to the results of the competition. Although in most cases the ranking has never changed, the disciples who take the palace examination every year will still put in all their efforts in training. Even if they have no chance of winning, they will try not to lose too badly. If occasionally the ranking is improved, all the disciples in that palace will be delighted.

Therefore, as time approached, the cultivation atmosphere in the four halls became more and more intense. Even though Lin Dong himself did not care about the order of ranking, he could not help but feel some pressure after hearing the disciples' remarks that "Once the Great Desolate Sutra is released, the Desolate Hall will surely win."

"It's okay if someone else asks, but isn't it a bit absurd for you to ask this question?"

Lin Changqiang rolled his eyes at Lin Dong. Seeing this, Lin Dong, who had almost never won in a competition, couldn't help but blush.

"I know that your strength is far more than Seven Yuan Nirvana, but Ying Xiaoxiao is the eldest sister of the Heavenly Palace after all, and the daughter of the headmaster. She must have many tricks up her sleeve. And what if she breaks through to the Shengxuan realm before the palace examination?"

Hearing the three words "Shengxuan Realm", Lin Changqiang finally raised his eyebrows.

He actually didn’t care about winning or losing the palace exam, nor did he care about the opinions of his disciples like Lin Dong did. But if he lost the palace exam, even if Wudao and Chen Zhen consoled him on the surface and told him not to take it too seriously, they would definitely feel a little disappointed in their hearts…

"Tsk."

He glanced at the accumulated times of time travel in the system and began to think.

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