Immortal Young Man on Campus

Not to mention the very different thoughts of Tang Sect Master and Abbot, Yu Mo branded the two with the power of faith and the magic of the gods, and then the two put their troubles behind them for a while and concentrated on their cultivation.

I saw two powers of faith flying from Changheng Mountain and disappearing into their bodies.

Time flies, the breath of the two has changed subtly, and everyone's eyes are full of anticipation.

The Tang Sect Master and the Abbot are both seniors, and their talents are beyond doubt, but the Heavenly God Art is completely different from the ordinary exercises.

Sect Master Tang opened his eyes first, and there was a hint of frustration in his eyes. Before everyone could recall, the abbot also stopped cultivating. His expression was much calmer, neither sad nor happy, as if he had accepted his results.

"How's it going?" Yu Mo asked curiously.

He also saw that neither of them had broken through to the realm of Emperor Wu, so the answer was self-evident.

Sect Master Tang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I used to be very confident in my talent, but now I know that it is too confident. There are talents in the country, and today's young people are much better than me."

He sighed, and finally said angrily: "I haven't practiced Shenqiao, but I have reached the late stage of King Wu."

Everyone couldn't help but feel regretful that Sect Master Tang and Crazy Blade had the same harvest, they didn't practice the Divine Bridge, but they also improved a lot of cultivation.

"Abbot, what about you?" Yu Mo asked curiously.

The abbot smiled implicitly, and said, "I haven't practiced the Divine Bridge yet. Maybe it's because I'm really old, and I can't accept it. However, my cultivation base has reached the early stage of Emperor Wu."

This has also improved a lot, and it is faster than their cultivation speed in any period before, but because there is a jewel like the Heavenly King in front, this achievement is dwarfed by comparison.

Yu Mo encouraged: "You two, don't be discouraged. Cultivation is a long-term process. One day, you will practice the bridge and finally break through the limit."

The two men cleared their minds, and the abbot said with a smile: "Buddhist abstains from greed, hatred, and delusion. Now I have achieved such a great harvest. If I get to Longwangshu again and I am not satisfied, then I have committed the precept of greed. Therefore, Sect Master Yu, you don't have to worry, I don't. I will give up my practice, and one day I will succeed."

The Tang Sect Master echoed: "Although I am not a Buddhist, I know that contentment is always happy."

"Okay, then I look forward to the two of you becoming a **** bridge in the future. In addition, I won't leave you any more. After you go back, you can choose suitable candidates as soon as possible and send them to the Cangtian Sect. I will fulfill my promise."

The two quickly thanked each other, looked at each other, said goodbye, and left.

When they walked out of the main hall and looked at the sky outside, their mood became complicated again. This trip to the Sky Sect subverted their cognition and their strength.

"Abbot, I'm afraid this world really belongs to young people. Our old bones are useless." Tang Sect Master felt this, and looked at the disciples he welcomed, including his own disciples, but Most are middle-aged.

His eyes swept across the disciples one by one, and his heart was sad. He had not been able to practice the divine bridge, and his own person was inferior to him in terms of talent and cultivation. If he gave them this opportunity, wouldn't it be a waste of time.

"No, this candidate, I have to consider carefully, absolutely can't be careless." Tang Sect Master secretly made up his mind.

The abbot looked at the reaction of the Tang Sect Master, guessed a little of his thoughts, and couldn't help thinking of his own disciple. He was relieved for a while. Fortunately, Tianlong Temple had a successor, and he had the disciple of Buddha.

"I don't know if he has left." The abbot thought about the Buddha in his heart, and after saying goodbye to the Tang Sect Master, he hurried away with the monks.

Seeing the abbot hurried away, the Tang Sect disciple looked at it for a while in amazement and asked, "Sect Master, what happened in this great hall, how mysterious is the Cangtian Sect?"

Tang Sect Master's face sank, and he said with a stern face: "Is this also something you can inquire about? Give me a little pause. This time I came to the Cangtian Sect, didn't you see the figures of the Cangtian Sect disciples cultivating hard? Not impressed?"

"Sect Master, Sect Master Yu is powerful, but when the Cangtian Sect was founded, how can it match the heritage of our Tang Sect. Given time, our Tang Sect will definitely be stronger than the Cangtian Sect." A disciple flattered.

The head of the Tang Sect blew his beard and stared, almost slapped the palm of his hand, and shouted angrily: "You bastards, do you only see this in your eyes? It's really shortsighted. Instead of admitting the strengths of others, they say this. In other words, is that what I taught you?"

Everyone froze in their hearts and looked at the sect master in horror, wondering why he was so angry.

The Tang Sect Master hates that iron cannot become steel, and his own disciples are really shameful, and they dare to look down on the people of the towering sect. Don't you know that you have been thrown far away invisibly?

Of course, he couldn't make it public about the Heavenly God's Secret Art, so he could only glared at a few disciples angrily, and said coldly, "Go to the capital of Shu."

He couldn't wait to meet his daughter and granddaughter.

The Tangmen disciples were silent, and they glanced at the hall with complex expressions. The door of the hall was closed, and they couldn't see the situation inside at all, but it gave them a great sense of pressure and mystery.

They didn't dare to say any more, for fear of angering the sect master, they followed him down the mountain step by step.

Passing through Changheng Mountain, Sect Master Tang couldn't help but stop, looking at the endless stream of believers, Sect Master Tang's eyelids jumped a few times, and his heart was full of envy, Yu Mo was really amazing, and it didn't take long to attract so many believers.

When a disciple saw this, he tutted his tongue in admiration and said, "Sect Master, there are so many tricks in this towering sect, and they moved to a mountain. Those ordinary people came to pay homage as if they had seen a miracle, and they were extremely pious. We are The sect, what are you doing with these tricks, relying on this will not increase the strength of the sect, but will only add to the jokes."

Hearing his disciple's remarks, Sect Master Tang secretly shook his head, feeling bitter in his heart. His disciple was really a frog at the bottom of the well, and he couldn't see the deep meaning of Yu Mo's every move.

This move of moving the mountain made Changheng Mountain famous all over the world, and it also greatly increased the reputation of the Sunshine Sect. Especially this Changheng Mountain provided Yu Mo with a steady stream of faith.

"Come on, let's go up the mountain to have a look."

Sect Master Tang still has many questions about the power of faith. Since he came to Changheng Mountain, of course he wanted to go up the mountain to find out how this power of faith came about.

Of course, he didn't expect himself to replicate Yu Mo's success.

He is not an idiot either. For many years, no one else has succeeded. Why did Yu Mo succeed? This is definitely not accidental, there must be a deeper reason.