Chapter 38 Ancient Holy Court
In the small garden, Wang Miao sat cross-legged under a towering tree.

Half a month has passed since the gourd vine spirit was offered another life.

No one came to check on Butian Pavilion anymore.

Therefore, no one has discovered the changes in the sacrificial spirits so far.

But this change shouldn't remain hidden for long.

The main thing is that the gourd vine sacrifice spirit has no intention of hiding anything.

If it were like before, it would need to continue dormant to ensure that its strength remained at its peak.

But that’s not necessary now.

Every day, its breath changes.

The gourd vine sacrifice spirit estimated that he would be able to break through the mirror in ten years at most and officially become a true cultivator, that is, a true god.

During the past half month, Wang Miao has been staying here for meditation.

While learning the magic skills mastered by the sacrificial spirit, he also honed his own Taoist heart.

That day, he practiced as usual.

Suddenly, a beam of fire came from afar.

As the flames faded, the figure of Elder Huo Ling appeared above the small garden.

He just looked at the towering tree in front of him that rose into the sky, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Master!"

It was Wang Miao who saw him and woke him up.

Elder Huo Ling felt the familiar aura coming from the giant tree and called out uncertainly.

"Master Jiling?"

Next, the sound of the sacrificial spirit rang out between heaven and earth.

But it was no longer the old voice of the past, but the powerful voice of a mature man.

"Xiao Huo, you are here to take Xiao Shihao to the Ancient Holy Academy!"

"I originally thought that you should have arranged it long ago, but I didn't expect that you would let Xiao Shihao wait until now. Do you need to hesitate for so long on such a matter?"

"I really don't know how Xiao Yang became the Pavilion Master..."

Hearing Lord Ji Ling's dissatisfaction, Elder Huo Ling opened his mouth but did not dare to plead for the Pavilion Master.

It’s not that they are not in a hurry to arrange Wang Miao into the Ancient Holy Academy.

In fact, ever since the news of Lord Ji Ling's resurrection and new life spread, there has been a constant stream of forces visiting the Butian Pavilion in recent days.

one by one!
Until now, there are still representatives of various forces staying in the Butian Pavilion.

Especially when some forces heard that they would open the Ancient Holy Academy and allow a disciple of the Butian Pavilion to enter.

One of them even almost refused to leave the Butian Pavilion, saying that it was such an important occasion and they had to watch the ceremony in person.

There was no other choice, so the Pavilion Master asked him to take Wang Miao there.

But I didn't expect that the appearance of the sacrificial spirit had changed drastically.

He remembered that after that day, the size of the sacrificial spirit did not change much, at most it became more full of vitality...

After they left, something must have happened here that they didn't know about.

But that was not something he needed to worry about.

It is enough for him to know that the current sacrificial spirit is very powerful and can continue to protect the Butian Pavilion.

After venting his dissatisfaction for a while, the sacrificial spirit shook a cane.

Then he rolled up Wang Miao and Elder Huo Ling and sent them to the outside of the Ancient Holy Temple.

To say that it happened in the blink of an eye is indeed an understatement.

By the time Wang Miao could clearly see the changes in the surrounding environment, he had already arrived outside the Ancient Holy Temple.

The Ancient Temple is not as holy as it sounds.

The overall look is like a small garden for worshipping spirits, with traces of time everywhere.

The ancient stone holy temple stands halfway up a sacred mountain in Butian Pavilion, with its gates tightly closed.

There are restrictions all around, covering the entire space.

If it is not opened in the correct way, even the Venerable would find it difficult to force its way in.

It will be backfired by the forbidden formation, and in serious cases, there is a possibility of death.

In order to enter the Ancient Holy Temple, one needs the essence and blood of various ancient species as a guide, and then cast the correct spell to open it.

This step is under the charge of the top management of Butian Pavilion.

The real test for entrants, or the reason why previous entrants have failed, is the next test.

After completing the first step, a transparent staircase will appear at the foot of the sacred mountain and connect to the gate of the Ancient Holy Temple.

The test lies on this transparent staircase.

There was once a person who entered because his body was not strong enough and he exploded and died under the pressure of the stairs.

But Wang Miao obviously doesn't have to worry about this.

He dared to touch his body, not to mention those at the same level, even those at a higher level.

"Shi Hao, you're here!"

The leader of the Butian Pavilion came to Wang Miao and patted him on the shoulder affectionately.

At the same time, the situation on the scene was reported to Wang Miao and Elder Huo Ling through voice transmission.

Wang Miao looked around.

Almost all the disciples of Butian Pavilion have arrived.

After all, opening the Ancient Holy Academy is a big event, so all the disciples of the Butian Pavilion came to watch the ceremony.

Among the many disciples of the Bu Tian Pavilion, some monks and people from other forces who were dressed in obviously different clothes looked at Wang Miao curiously. Some young people didn't know who Wang Miao was.

But their leading elders and seniors must have already found out everything.

They even knew that Wang Miao was the young genius they had wanted to contact and win over.

Just looking at the actions of the Butian Pavilion, they felt that the chances of successfully winning over Wang Miao had become much slimmer.

If Wang Miao had just joined the Butian Pavilion, then they would still have a chance to win him over.

But now, the Butian Pavilion is about to open the Ancient Holy Temple for him.

How can they win over each other?

Would I give up all my wealth for an outsider?

This is impossible!

You know, the Butian Pavilion hasn't opened the Ancient Holy Academy for more than a hundred years.

It’s not that the Butian Pavilion is unwilling to open, but there is no suitable entrant.

This shows how much Butian Pavilion values ​​Wang Miao, and also shows that Wang Miao’s talent is definitely more than what has been exposed.

The top brass at Butian Pavilion definitely concealed the true information about Wang Miao.

Otherwise, Wang Miao must have made some great contribution, which forced the top leaders of Butian Pavilion to open the Ancient Holy Temple for him as a reward.

In fact, they all guessed correctly.

But no one would explain it to them.

Among those forces, many pure or beautiful women looked at Wang Miao curiously, as if they wanted to see what was different about him.

How could I be so valued by the elders or seniors!

……

"Shi Hao, entering the Ancient Saint Academy requires a rigorous test. If you feel that you are not up to it, just withdraw. Don't force yourself to resist..."

The Pavilion Master told Wang Miao what to pay attention to after stepping onto the stairs.

When talking about entering the Ancient Holy Academy, he couldn't help but pause.

"As for after you enter, you need to be careful."

"I don't know exactly what's inside. I just saw a few words in the classics, saying that the ancient holy academy has the treasures of my Butian Pavilion. As for the rest, I don't know anything."

"Tell me when you are ready, and I will personally start the test of the Ancient Holy Academy for you."

"Then let's get started!"

Wang Miao said.

Hearing this, the Pavilion Master was slightly stunned and spoke.

"No more preparations?"

"No, I have confidence in myself."

The leader of the Butian Pavilion nodded, and then his voice echoed in all directions.

"Attention, elders! Open the Ancient Holy Court!"

Then he flew into the air.

Seven or eight elders from the Butian Pavilion also flew over.

In their arms, they each held a jade jar with runes all over the mouth of the jar. That was a sealing magic circle.

After the few people met, they looked at each other, and attacked together to break the seal.

Then he poured the jade jar towards the direction of the Ancient Holy Temple.

The next moment, seven or eight streams of blood essence emitting a terrifying aura fell from the jade jar.

In the essence and blood, strands of blood energy, under the influence of the incomplete rune power, transformed into the appearance of ancient species, and turned around to pounce on the elders.

Upon seeing this, several elders quickly activated the power of runes to disperse the essence, blood and residual soul.

Then he used his divine power to wrap up the essence and blood and attacked the Ancient Holy Temple.

At the same time, the leader of the Butian Pavilion and the elders performed a series of mysterious and complex hand gestures together.

boom!
Then a loud noise that seemed to come from ancient times rang out between heaven and earth.

A transparent, tangible staircase appeared in front of the gate of the Ancient Holy Temple, extending all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the position where Wang Miao was standing allowed him to step onto the transparent stairs with just one step forward.

"on!"

The leader of the Butian Pavilion let out a low cry.

Hearing this, Wang Miao stepped directly onto the test steps.

As soon as he stepped onto the transparent stairs, he felt as if he was stepping on air.

The soles of my feet sank shallowly into it.

At the same time, a slight gravity enveloped his body.

But this kind of gravity is not even as strong as the outermost part of Baicao Garden.

So, Wang Miao strode towards the Ancient Holy Temple.

In a blink of an eye, he had climbed one-third of the stairs.

Up to this point, Wang Miao's steps showed no sign of stopping.

"What's going on? Is there no test at all on those stairs?"

"I don't know, but I always feel like something is weird."

"What do you think? Could it be that the Butian Pavilion gave that kid a backdoor? Didn't Pavilion Master Yang send him a message before? But looking at the current situation, it seems that the kid messed up..."

"It shouldn't be. I have never heard that the Butian Pavilion has the ability to control the Ancient Saint Academy's assessment. Maybe this boy really has extraordinary talent!"

(End of this chapter)