Covering the Sky: I, Wang Teng, truly lack the bearing of an emperor.

Chapter 359 The one who tried to learn from a hundred schools of thought encountered all his enemies.

"The prodigy of the Hundred Schools of Thought!" the gap-toothed old man said, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

"Indeed, I am the sole successor of the Star Gazing lineage!" the Star Gazing successor said calmly.

He wasn't very noticeable in the group, always quietly following along with everyone.

Moreover, he was very good at hiding his identity. When he was exposed, the prince of the Jiuli Dynasty and the princess of the Daxia Dynasty were both stunned. They obviously did not expect that this person was also a genius in disguise.

Wang Teng also joined in the performance.

He knew the identities of everyone present.

Compared to the little-known Rongcheng, Guanxing is a major power in Zhongzhou, and ranks quite well among the various schools of thought.

The name "Star Gazing" alone is enough to guess what kind of cultivation method this faction practices.

Its founder was an ancient sage with great power. He used the universe and starry sky as a chessboard to create the Sage Killing Formation, which was very famous in Zhongzhou.

Their descendants drew inspiration from the starry sky and created various other formations besides the killing formations, including the famous method of finding dragons.

Therefore, when they saw the Star Gazing Successor setting up the formation, the others had already guessed his identity.

"Guanxing! One of the top-ranking forces among the Hundred Schools of Thought, I didn't expect you to have entered the game too!" The gap-toothed old man spoke with apprehension.

This is just an ordinary disciple of the Star Gazing Sect, so he wouldn't be so wary of him. But if it's a successor of the Star Gazing Sect, then he'll need to think carefully.

There can be many ordinary disciples, but there can only be one or two truly outstanding successors.

Just like the Holy Son of the Eastern Wilderness Holy Land, only the most outstanding disciples can be given the title of successor.

"It's not just me, there are several others too. You two, if you don't make a move now, it will be too late if we're trapped here!"

The disciple of the Star Gazing lineage remained calm as he looked at the other two rogue cultivators in the crowd.

"As expected, I knew our disguise couldn't fool the Star Gazing successor. To be honest, we didn't recognize you at first. It was you who exposed your disguise and then pulled us out." The other two rogue cultivators said with a smile.

It is obvious that they were both members of the Hundred Schools of Thought during the pre-Qin period.

Therefore, the identities of the dozen or so people present were quite obvious.

Besides the six people Wang Teng recognized, the identities of the remaining four prodigies have also been exposed.

One of them is negligible; he doesn't have much power behind him and can only be considered a prodigy in a small local area.

The other three could perhaps be considered geniuses, after all, they were famous figures among the Hundred Schools of Thought and had a certain degree of fame in the Central Plains.

"There are actually three geniuses from the Hundred Schools of Thought! It seems we shouldn't encounter too much crisis this time!" the gap-toothed old man said.

The three geniuses from the Hundred Schools of Thought did not speak. They gathered together, carved various marks on the ground, and then began to deduce.

Although they did not come from the same school, they all knew some of the methods of finding dragons. Now they were using them together, learning from and studying each other, trying to find a safe way to leave this place.

The others around watched the three of them diligently carving and couldn't help but come closer. However, the patterns on the ground were not something that ordinary people could understand. Even the prince of the Jiuli Dynasty and the princess of the Daxia Dynasty had puzzled expressions on their faces.

Clearly, although their origins are more mysterious and powerful, they do not know all the methods of finding dragons.

In particular, the transmission of knowledge from the various schools of thought during the Hundred Schools of Thought period involved the most core secrets of each school, which outsiders naturally could not easily know.

The three people clearly knew each other. They were gathered together setting up and exploring when the Star Gazing successor looked up.

“Wrong, all wrong,” the Star Gazing Successor said calmly.

"What's wrong?" The only son of the Rongcheng City Lord and the toothless old man asked anxiously.

They had traveled over a thousand miles along this path, yet still hadn't emerged from the tunnel, which was strange in itself. Now, hearing the conclusion of the star-gazing lineage, they felt as if they had grasped at a lifeline.

“This path is wrong,” the Star Gazing successor said calmly.

“Illusion and reality, truth and falsehood, reality shattered, illusion auspicious…” another descendant from the Hundred Schools of Thought spoke softly.

"Step back," the third powerful figure from the Hundred Schools of Thought said.

They turned and walked away.

However, this time they quickly returned to the starting point of the underground palace.

They walked forward for at least several thousand miles, but when they turned around, they hadn't even walked a few miles before returning to the starting point, which made them feel that the underground palace was indeed full of eeriness.

Here, they also saw those burly rogue cultivators; they hadn't left yet.

"Huh? Finally, someone's back?" The burly rogue cultivators asked in surprise as they looked at the returning person.

They had already sent out at least several thousand independent cultivators, but after entering different forks in the road, those cultivators seemed to sink into the sea like stone oxen, and none of them were able to return.

This was the first group to return from the branch path of the underground palace.

"How did you get back?" The old man with the broken leg drove his chariot silently to the group and asked.

"Didn't you turn around and come back?" the Star Gazing successor said calmly.

"Then why did none of the many rogue cultivators we sent out return? Don't they ever turn back?" the one-legged old man continued to ask, his eyes filled with deep distrust.

“Then go ask them, what’s it to us!” Another prodigy from the Hundred Schools of Thought, who was not in a good mood, said.

They infiltrated the group of independent cultivators, intending to use their connections to explore the lower path to the highest-grade dragon marrow.

He hadn't expected that he would be captured by others and forced to risk his life to explore the Qinling Mountains, which made him very dissatisfied. At this moment, he did not seek revenge from his sect members, which was already a sign that he was talking to them calmly.

"What? You're not convinced?" the burly man said, his words filled with anger.

"Don't speak," the old man with the broken leg suddenly waved his hand.

He drove his chariot around the group of rogue cultivators, his eyes gleaming slightly.

"Hahahaha, I was wondering how you all managed to come back. Turns out you're the successors of old acquaintances! The successor of the Star Gazing Sect! The successor of the Heavenly Secrets Sect! And the successor of the Heavenly Fiend Sect! Among the top twenty forces of the Hundred Schools of Thought, there are actually successors from three of them here! Your group of rogue cultivators is truly astonishing!"

The old man with the broken leg chuckled and circled around the group a few times before speaking. "What? A descendant of the Hundred Schools of Thought?" the burly man asked in surprise.

To independent cultivators, the geniuses of the Hundred Schools of Thought are far superior to them, as different as clouds and mud. If nothing unexpected happens, they will never have any interaction with each other in their entire lives.

But this time, they actually brought back three successors of the Hundred Schools of Thought?

Now I'll have something to brag about!
"Yes, these three are the successors of the Hundred Schools of Thought." The old man with the broken leg said with a smile, "When you see me, you should call me senior."

"What are you?" the successor of the Heavenly Fiend asked coldly.

"Hehe, the successor of the Heavenly Fiend is still so irritable. My left leg was broken by the head of the Heavenly Fiend family..." the old man with the broken leg said with a chuckle.

He rolled up his trouser leg, revealing his left leg, and said with a smile. His face wasn't fierce, but the smile sent chills down one's spine.

"So it's you, the stray dog ​​being chased by me, Tian Sha!" Tian Sha's successor sneered. Even though he only had the cultivation of the fourth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, he was not afraid of the old man with a broken leg who was at the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

"Hehehe, Tian Sha is indeed Tian Sha. My left leg was broken by Tian Sha. Whether you live or die depends on whether you can help me find the top-grade dragon marrow this time!" The old man with the broken leg said without anger or annoyance.

Then, he looked at the successor of the Heavenly Secrets lineage beside him and said, "Don't laugh, my right leg was broken by the Heavenly Secrets lineage."

The successor of the Heavenly Secrets remained silent. He didn't even know the origin of the person in front of him, so naturally he didn't want to say anything more.

"Hehehe, half of my major enemies have come at once, what a coincidence! Hahahaha! My two legs were broken by Tianji Tiansha, and my spine was broken by the Star Gazing Master. He cut off my path, trapping me in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm for life, unable to advance."

The old man with the broken leg smiled calmly, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The successors of Tianji, Tiansha, and Guanxing were taken aback upon hearing this.

Does he have grudges against all three families?

The disciple of the Star Gazing lineage pondered for a moment, then his eyes flashed with a sharp light. "Sun Lechuan! You're the one who stole the teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought!"

"Hehehe, I didn't expect that there would be someone among the younger generation who knows my name..." the old man with the broken leg said with a chuckle.

"What a pity... I failed in my attempt to learn from the Hundred Schools of Thought. The Hundred Schools of Thought hunted me down, the Great Xia Dynasty hunted me down, the Nine Li Dynasty hunted me down, and even my former brother, the Lord of Qin City, betrayed me. I was hunted down for hundreds of years! From a top-level expert to the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm!"

They shattered my Ascension Platform, severed my dragon spine, broke my legs, and imprisoned me in the Dragon Transformation Realm for life, a fate worse than death... Heh heh, I never imagined I'd encounter my three greatest enemies here!

The old man with the broken leg laughed, his laughter growing more and more sinister until finally he laughed until he shed tears of blood.

"I went from being a top-tier expert to being reduced to the peak of the Dragon Transformation Realm. I really have to thank you all, hehehe..."

The old man with the broken leg sneered.

He never expected that several of his major enemies would appear here, and right in front of him.

Even if his cultivation is destroyed, he won't have to pay a heavy price to deal with these people.

"You stole from all schools of thought, betrayed your sect, and you still have the nerve to complain? How many classics from the Hundred Schools of Thought have you stolen? How many of the traditions that are now scattered abroad were taken out by you? How much damage have you caused to the Hundred Schools of Thought?" The disciple of the Star Gazing Sect spoke, his eyes icy cold.

He didn't know who the old man with the broken leg was at first, but now that he'd come to his senses, his eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at the old man with the broken leg.

The transmission of the various schools of thought from ancient times to the present day is almost entirely due to this guy. It is conceivable how much damage this guy has caused to the various schools of thought!

Wang Teng had been listening attentively, but he finally snapped out of his reverie.

So this guy has a grudge against everyone here!

It's not just the astrologers and celestial beings from the Hundred Schools of Thought; this group also includes a prince of the Nine Li Dynasty and his protectors, a princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, and even the Qin City Lord himself...

To put it bluntly, all of Sun Lechuan's enemies are here!
"This guy... seems to be having bad luck." The Chaotic Ancient Emperor's Weapon God laughed out loud, churning wildly in Wang Teng's Sea of ​​Bitterness, stirring up huge waves of death energy.

To be honest, he was surprised when he first saw so many hidden geniuses and experts in a small group of rogue cultivators. He never expected to have such an unexpected surprise!

Enemies are everywhere!

I wonder if Sun Lechuan, the old man with the broken leg, will still be able to laugh so easily and unrestrained after he finds out the truth.

"It's not that I was unlucky, maybe I was just too lucky, since several of my enemies showed up all at once," Wang Teng said with a smile.

Whenever the topic of learning from others comes up, Wang Teng thinks of Qi Daolin from Perfect World.

That one didn't have a good reputation in the Three Thousand Provinces, but he treated Shi Hao quite well. However, this one seemed to have an even worse reputation in the Central Province. The various schools of thought had a very bad attitude towards him, and many people were hunting him down.

Moreover, the biggest difference between Sun Lechuan and Qi Daolin lies in their attitudes toward other lineages.

Qi Daolin learned from various schools of thought, but he never publicized it widely, only to improve his own profound skills.

This Sun Lechuan, after stealing the teachings of the Hundred Schools of Thought, actually boasted about it, no wonder he was relentlessly hunted down by the various schools of thought and even had his cultivation crippled.

"I wonder if this guy will still be able to laugh after he knows the truth," the Chaotic Ancient Emperor God said with a chuckle.

They both remained silent and observed the situation.

Meanwhile, Wang Teng was also observing the others with his Martial Arts Heavenly Eye. He saw that the princess of the Great Xia Dynasty had a solemn expression, as if she was thinking about something. Needless to say, the two from the Nine Li Dynasty were also there. The prince of the Nine Li Dynasty and his protector were almost unable to hold back their laughter.

They didn't expect to run into acquaintances here.

The city lord of Qincheng had a thoughtful expression on his face, as if he was thinking about something, or perhaps recalling the past.

"Since we're acquaintances meeting, I won't stand on ceremony. You three are all descendants of the Hundred Schools of Thought, so stop pretending. I know there's something in this underground palace. Even if it's not top-grade dragon marrow, it's still a very high-grade one. Taking what's here will make those beasts of the Nine Li Dynasty feel the pinch!"

Sun Lechuan, the old man with the broken leg, spoke up, reminding the three people in front of him.

"Even though I'm crippled, dealing with you three little guys is still a piece of cake."

"Don't expect your backers to come. No one can come here, and even if they did, they wouldn't be able to get into the underground palace."

Sun Lechuan, the old man with the broken leg, reminded everyone.

With a wave of his hand, a series of array patterns descended, covering the surrounding area.

"Today! Although I didn't encounter those people from the Great Xia Dynasty and the Jiuli Dynasty, or the City Lord of Qin City, having you all is enough for me to take my revenge!"

(End of this chapter)