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Chapter 829: Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three: Reality

They signed a joint petition, demanding the Elder Council to revoke all the honorary titles of the patriarchs from the Secret Arts Pavilion, and to brand all those martial arts masters who participated in the modifications as criminals of the Tang Clan, especially Elder Tang Hongtao, whose impeachment posts had piled up on Clan Leader Tang Zhi’s desk.

Moreover, the warriors of the family began to refuse to practice the Heavenly Pathway Technique, saying, “Since it’s no longer the original technique of our lineage, why shouldn’t I cultivate the classics from Martial Saint Mountain?”

It seemed to these people, so-called inheritance was only considered complete when it was passed down unchanged.

In Tang Luo’s eyes, such a rigid mindset was no different from that of a stupid donkey, because the only constant in this world was, perhaps, change itself.

After all, ever since the Tang Clan had defeated the Mi Clan, the people of the family had become content with the status quo and saw such drastic reforms as a waste of resources and energy, nothing more than foolish hassle.

Fortunately, the members of the Elder Council at the top tier understood the future challenges the Tang Clan would face. Despite the misunderstanding of their clanspeople, they still clenched their teeth and persisted.

If a single-branch family technique had so many conservative supporters, then imagine the Four Imperial Spirit Seals, which had created an entire civilization.

arts were progressing, everything now had to be better than in the ancient times. Cultivators were stronger, the literature was

there were those who stubbornly believed that the older something was, the more powerful it must be, which boiled

the trials of time, all crowns of the pinnacle were bound to scatter in the wind. Many people could not accept the change in their status, thinking that by clinging to the pride of that era,

with extraordinary talent like Master Chen Menglu, after pushing the Four Imperial Spirit Seals to an unprecedented level, he too found

the extent that

Seals was precisely because it was the wrong path, and a wrong path is not worth correcting. Giving up

was just a martial arts master with exceptional talent. To claim that he could redirect a misguided civilization onto the right path in a single day was ludicrous, but to find a path that led in the correct direction

dared not negate the achievements of his predecessors, forcing himself to produce a correct blossom on a wrong path. If he really could have grown such a blossom, that

through the paper window, but whether he could achieve it all depended on Chen Menglu himself; he had no intention of assisting from the sidelines or watching the

Menglu nodded solemnly. Suddenly, a bejeweled brocade box appeared on the table. He carefully folded the thin scroll and placed it in the brocade box, as if he

out a long sigh and turned his gaze back to Tang Luo’s face. He saw the young master intently analyzing another document. Out of

a secret technique practiced by those who felt they had reached the limits of their cultivation in this world and intended to pass on their mantle. From any perspective, a young person in their twenties beginning such a study was premature, especially one who had not cultivated Zen’s

up, thinking that it would take Chen Menglu a while longer to muster the courage to decide. He put the pen down, rubbed his swollen brow

rare genius who has revived the Sutra of No Suffering and Extinction, and bewildering empowerment is a ceremony exclusive to the inheritor of the mantle. If your brother were to follow Yankong back to the Buddha’s Country in Zhongzhou, he would immediately attain a status not inferior to a reincarnated spirit child, worshipped by millions of believers. Why would you want such