Chapter 594

After a short adaptation to the transmission afterwaves and the environment here, the orifice suddenly opens.

"Baole, Yameng, I went to Yifan a few days ago and wanted to give him the quota, but he didn't agree..."

"You think too much about Confucius." Wangbaole patted Kong Dao on the shoulder, shook his head and smiled. He also asked Zhuo Yifan about this matter, but Zhuo Yifan still chose to refuse. After all, he did not participate in the trial place. Anyway, even if Wang Baole had the right to choose who to give, in the final analysis, it should be Kong Dao's.

Hearing Wang Baole's words, Confucius breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After cheering up, he looked at the mountain road ahead with Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng.

"This should be the glorious road that elder Feng said. I feel the breath of the array on this, which is very strong... But there is no danger!" Zhao Yameng stared for a long time and whispered.

"I'll come first!" Almost at the moment when Zhao Yameng finished speaking, Kong Dao showed his determination in his eyes. He was very grateful to Wang Baole for giving him a quota this time, so he wanted to try this unknown brilliant road first, so that once there was a danger, Baole and Zhao Yameng could also be prepared.

So when he opened his mouth, he didn't wait for Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng to stop him, so he went up in a flash and stepped directly on the first step. At the moment when his feet fell, Confucius' body shook.

Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng immediately approached and watched intently until they waited for half a column of incense. Both of them were a little anxious. When they wanted to pull down the hole, the hole suddenly exhaled a long breath.

"I saw a picture... It should be safe here." Kong Dao said, and continued to walk forward until a hundred steps later, his body shook again and stood still again.

Seeing this, Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng looked at each other, nodded to each other, and stepped on the steps at the same time. In an instant, their bodies shook. Wang Baole finally knew what Confucius Saw, because at this moment, he only felt a flower in front of him, and the whole world had changed dramatically in his eyes.

The black lightning in the sky disappeared and became the blue sky. All the prohibitions around it dissipated instantly and turned into a plain. Even some birds flew in the sky. Even this Qifeng mountain was no longer so towering, but narrowed down a lot and became a hill.

A sense of peace and tranquility pervaded the world, making people calm down when they were here. Wang Baole blinked and saw that there was a yard on the top of the mountain.

There is a well in the yard, and there is a rhubarb dog beside the well. Lying there lazily, beside him is a fairytale middle-aged man. Crossing his knees, he touches the head of the rhubarb dog and looks at the two children hanging plaques at the gate of the yard with a smile.

Although these two childhood years were not big, they were very flexible, and soon hung the plaque on the gate of the yard. Wang Baole's eyes coagulated and saw the four words on the plaque.

"Vast courtyard."

Here, the picture stands still and fades away. Everything around it slowly recovers. It is still black lightning, it is still forbidden around, and it is still a towering seven peak palace!

Wangbaole was silent for a moment. When he turned his head, he saw Zhao Yameng also open his eyes.

"Brilliant road, show the history of the rise of the vast Daogong..." Zhao Yameng murmured softly, saying Wang Baole's heartfelt judgment, and the two continued to move forward.

From a distance, Confucius' path was in front of a hundred steps. Wang Baole and Zhao Yameng were side by side. The three people were like an outing. Against the background of black lightning and prohibition, they walked towards the top of the mountain.

Until a hundred steps later, the second picture emerged in front of Wang Baole. There were more clouds in the blue sky, more towns on the earth plain, and the once small hill had changed into a towering peak. The original courtyard had also turned into hundreds of attics. Against the backdrop of the green plants, dotted on the mountain, it looked like a fairy home.

Even the disciples are no longer the two boys in the first picture, but tens of thousands. They come and go between heaven and earth. At the same time, the sun shines on the plaque of the mountain gate.

It is no longer a vast courtyard, but three words.

Cangmang sect!

Next, every hundred steps, a picture will appear, and the more upward, the more pressure will fall on the three people, as if to assess their physical endurance.

At first, Confucius and Zhao Yameng were fine, but their steps slowly fell. Only Wang Baole, who was at the same speed from beginning to end, did not help them step by step, because he also saw that this brilliant road was indeed not dangerous, and even to a certain extent, with the help of this pressure, he could also harden his body.

Even if he doesn't need it, it's also a good fortune for Zhao Yameng and Confucius.

So after paying attention to their state, Wang Baole watched the third, fourth and fifth pictures as if he were really playing.

These three pictures are similar. They tell about this vast sect. After many years, it stood out from many spiritual sects and took the lead. Finally, it unified its planet and opened the era of stars. From a star to a galaxy, although it did not describe the twists and turns of its process, Wang Baole can also imagine it, and he knows that this history has involved the efforts of many generations, until its sphere of influence is huge enough to include too many galaxies, Spread the whole star field and become a overlord!

In this process, the name of this sect has also changed three times, from the sect reform sect in the third picture, the sect reform palace in the fourth picture, to the end of the fifth picture, the name on the mountain gate has become... Cang mang Dao palace!

Looking at the history of the vast Taoist palace, even if it is just some silhouettes, the sense of glory still emerges. After all, this is a scene of watching a small courtyard helplessly and becoming the overlord of the star domain. Even if Wang Baole is not a member of the Taoist palace, he is also inspired. It can be imagined that before the catastrophe of the vast Taoist palace, the disciples who worship here must be more excited on this road.

"After walking a mountain road, it is equivalent to seeing the history of the Taoist palace, which makes the disciples instinctively have a sense of belonging and pride..." Wang Baole took a deep breath, and his heart also raised his respect, but the brilliance in the picture, the lightning in the sky and the prohibition of the four directions in reality, as well as the sea of fire in the distance, as well as the endless debris and ruins, made Wang Baole a little trance.

The pictures in history and reality are difficult to overlap. For a long time, wangbaole shook his head, walked to the top of the mountain, and took the last step on this brilliant road.

This step fell, and a sixth picture appeared in front of him. Wang Baole thought he could see the fall of the vast Daogong, but what he could see was a familiar figure.

It was a white haired middle-aged man who came to Cangmang Dao palace with a strange girl. When he arrived, Cangmang Dao palace attached great importance to his arrival. Even the grandfather went out to see him. In this picture, the little girl looked around curiously and became eternal.

"Little sister..." Wang Baole paused. As the picture disappeared and he walked out of the brilliant road, he stood on the top of the mountain, behind the mountain platform, in front of the palace. In silence, he murmured in the bottom of his heart.

As time slowly passed, Wang Baole stood there, waiting for Zhao Yameng and Confucius. He calmed his mind and looked at the palace in front of him. The palace was magnificent, and the huge columns seemed to support the palace body like a dome, but it was difficult to hide the vicissitudes, especially the statues erected in front of the palace, which showed dignity.

The statue, familiar to Wang Baole, is the middle-aged man who sits cross legged in the first picture.

Perhaps, this is the ancestor of Cangmang Daogong!

And the palace, even in the destruction of the hinterland of the sword body, is still well preserved. Standing in front of it, it is like the foot of a giant. In this staring, Wang Baole slowly heard the breathing sound behind him, and the hole came up. Although his body was trembling, his eyes showed a fine light. His flesh experienced the hardening of the glorious road, which obviously surpassed too much before. Until another incense passed, Zhao Yameng slowly completed the glorious road.

Her body is the weakest among the three, but it is precisely because of this that she gains the most on this brilliant road.

"Next, break into the seventh palace!" After the two had a rest, wangbaole suddenly opened his mouth and his eyes were bright!