Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 584 - 235: Worship Ancestors at the Nine Palaces, Of

His modest words imdiately drew praise from other martial artists.

Nad Zuo Anxin, his status was about equivalent to Feng Wu from two hundred years ago, having already broken through the Heavenly Person Domain, no longer among the younger generation.

A power like the Nine Palaces, with a complete cultivation and promotion system for the younger generation and a focus on "roots," disciples like Zuo Anxin with pure lineage from the Nine Palaces have an easier path upward compared to the majority of peripheral martial artists and hold real power in their hands.

The Nine Palaces is too vast, incomparable to the Federation; even among Heavenly Human Martial Artists within, there’s a distinction between real and nominal authority.

And for one like Zuo Anxin, with pure lineage, breaking through the Heavenly Human Boundary grants him great power.

True seats of power, like holes for carrots, are one less for every one taken.

Zuo Anxin suddenly turned to the man who had spoken earlier, saying, "Yang, I hear you refused the implantation of the Heart Lamp?"

Yang Hongsi, who had earlier not hesitated to step on Ji Jingqiu’s toes to flatter Zuo Anxin, nodded.

Recently, news had spread that the upper echelons needed so martial artists to cooperate with a test, which involved planting Divine Power Seeds derived from Ji Jingqiu’s Innate Divine Ability, and they had chosen him.

How could Yang Hongsi agree to let soone else’s Innate Divine Ability Seed take root in his own body? Upon hearing this, he refused on the spot.

Even though the rumors were mysterious, claiming the Heart Lamp had unparalleled efficacy, he didn’t believe it.

Zuo Anxin, rembering certain rumors he had heard, advised, "Yang, you should take the opportunity and accept it."

Yang Hongsi disagreed, saying, "My Nine Palaces inheritance is long-standing, and our armory treasures are vast like the sea; we lack nothing, including such an ability."

Zuo Anxin shook his head slightly, no longer persisting in his advice.

Suddenly, he seed to receive a ssage, stood up to bid farewell to his brothers, and then hurriedly left.

Not long after, he t with his teacher, who brought him good news.

"The results are out." The elderly man with white hair looked at Zuo Anxin and said contentedly, "You’re also in the first batch listed for the ancestor worship ceremony."

Zuo Anxin was overjoyed, openly displaying his happiness, and gave a grand salute, "Thank you for your cultivation, teacher! Your disciple will not fail the expectations of our lineage’s ancestral masters!"

This ancestor worship ceremony wasn’t just a title; it also ant entering the high-level’s field of vision, with priority in future promotions and advancents.

Moreover, the most crucial part was the protection of the ancestors of the Nine Palaces!

The level of Heavenly Person, the dinsional universes they connect to greatly determine the martial artists’ combat power.

And the Heavenly Person level martial artists of the Nine Palaces, before death, will leave behind their cultivated Inner Heaven and Earth. Accumulated over generations, these would eventually form a complete dinsional universe, the true foundation of an Overlord Force.

Martial Artists of the Nine Palaces can borrow power from it, overwhelmingly outperforming others at the sa level.

And such holy lands are typically known as [Ancestral Grounds], with Divine Powers built upon the [Ancestral Grounds] known as [Ancestor Skills].

The longer the [Ancestor Skills] are passed down, the greater their power becos; they are the accumulated essence of a power.

That is the difference between martial artists from a great power with inheritance and "Loose Cultivators."

But not all Heavenly Person Martial Artists qualify for the recognition of the Ancestral Grounds, nor the inheritance of Ancestor Skills. Ceremonies such as ancestor worship are one of the important channels.

The white-haired young man smiled, "Stepping into the Heavenly Person realm at such a young age, you are the finest talent of our lineage in ten thousand years; you may even hope to advance further. Keep it up."

Zuo Anxin suddenly thought of sothing and asked, "Teacher, about that Ji from the Great Red Sky Palace..."

The white-haired young man shook his head without much hesitation, "He is no match for you, don’t needlessly create enemies for yourself."

Zuo Anxin nodded seriously.

The white-haired young man hesitated but still said, "During the ancestor worship, you’ll be in the second row, while he will be in the front."

Zuo Anxin’s expression stiffened.

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Ji Jingqiu cautiously maneuvered the nascent form of the Spirit God, exploring its profundities.

Upon entering the state, he felt as if every cell in his body was breathing, releasing energy.

In both his past life and present life, there has always been the notion of "Fasting," where it is said that humans do not need food and can absorb energy from Heaven and Earth to sustain daily needs, and over the long term, the body remains untouched by worldly impurities.

He was starting to experience this phenonon.

In the Chains Realm, one must continuously burn Life Origin.

However, with Spiritual Fetal Breath, it’s possible to absorb energy from Heaven and Earth through Divine Traveling Heaven and Earth, converting it into Life Origin.

This ant, his Chains Realm journey was destined to go further than others at the sa realm.

At this mont, Ji Jingqiu felt his body’s cells, under the influence of the Holy Embryo’s nascent form, absorbing energy from Heaven and Earth.

Soon, he felt a sense of saturation and imdiately ended the state.

Coming back to his senses, Ji Jingqiu felt revitalized, his tendons and muscles felt stronger.

This was the Fetal Breathing State, Divine Traveling Heaven and Earth, drawing the power of Heaven and Earth to refine oneself.

Ji Jingqiu began to grasp the profound mystery of this realm, which was almost addictive.

It reminded him of a warning from Master Yang long ago.

— A tree without roots, a lone flower’s plight, solitude in ditation, the spirit dries without Qi’s light.

History is not short of martial artists with a talent for Spiritual Cultivation, who could deduce the coming of autumn from a single fallen leaf and ultimately sit in ditation to comprehend the Dao, only to have their spirit lost in the vast Heaven and Earth, sitting until death.

Such people likely lacked the wondrous understanding of Fetal Breath; otherwise, at the very least, their bodies wouldn’t have perished.

"Sigh—" Ji Jingqiu exhaled deeply, full of vigor.

In recent tis, he had separated so Heart Lamp Seeds, so given to the Great Red Sky Palace, others to Feng Wu, the Alliance Hierarch stationed at the Nine Palaces’ Sun and Moon Division.