Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

Chapter 137 The Road to Inheritance

The villagers moved quickly, and in a moment, they had formed an orderly formation for the sacrificial ceremony.

The village chief was seen with his head held high, his eyes closed, and muttering to himself.

"Our heritage is a legacy from the ancient times, carrying the heavy responsibility of resisting the invasion of evil and protecting the continent. Now, with our flesh and blood, we open the sacred door. May the light shine forever and evil retreat..."

His voice was deep and resonant, as if it traveled through time and space, carrying with it endless solemnity and holiness.

As the village chief chanted the prayer, the villagers began to emit a bright white light around them. The light was as pure as snow, holy and flawless.

There was determination and resoluteness on every villager's face, as if they were not heading towards death, but welcoming a new life.

After hearing the prayer, Li Fan suddenly woke up from his dream.

The village chief actually wanted to sacrifice everyone, and there was no other place to go.

His heart was instantly filled with fear, and he wanted to stop it but was blocked by the light.

"Stop! Stop it!"

The voice, filled with endless pleading, echoed in the empty hall.

However, the villagers did not stop their movements at all, and the light became stronger and stronger, illuminating the entire hall like daylight.

The light stung Li Fan's eyes so much that tears flowed uncontrollably.

But he still stared with his eyes wide open, refusing to look away, wanting to deeply engrave the faces of every villager in his mind.

The village chief's weathered face was filled with a determination to face death and a look of satisfaction for the future.

He looked at Li Fan with burning eyes and shouted, "Child, don't let us down! This is our mission, and in the future, you will have yours too."

Ah Niu also shouted, "Li Fan, carry our hope forward and become stronger! Send the evil spirit back to its own place."

He still looked naive, with clear and sincere eyes.

In the light, the figures of the villagers gradually became blurred.

On their faces, there is hope for the future, calmness in facing death, relief from letting go of everything, and determination to face death head-on.

But there was no trace of cowardice or retreat.

Li Fan's heart also tightened, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.

"No!"

He let out a roar of pain, tears blurring his face.

But nothing can be changed. The mysterious power continues to surge like surging waves, and finally converges into a huge beam of light that shoots straight into the sky.

Li Fan was knocked to the ground by the powerful force and rolled awkwardly for a few times before he could barely keep his balance.

When he got up again, the villagers had disappeared, leaving only the ashes of the sacrificial ceremony, gradually dimming in the light.

He looked at the gradually fading light, tears blurred his eyes again, his legs went soft, and he fell to his knees with a plop.

"I will definitely carry on with your expectations and will never let you down!"

Li Fan shouted at the top of his lungs.

Ji Moxue, the other two girls, and Zhao Tianming and others were also crying inconsolably.

The sorrowful cries intertwined together, shrouding the entire hall in a haze of sadness.

At this moment, a low roar came from the depths of the hall, and the ground trembled slightly, as if calling urgently.

Li Fan took a deep breath, wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, and slowly stood up.

His eyes became extremely determined, and he murmured to himself: "Village Chief, Aniu, and all the villagers, I will not let you down."

Then, he walked towards the source of the sound with heavy but firm steps.

Ji Moxue and others also wiped their tears and followed closely.

Li Fan walked along the deep passage, with the low roar echoing in his ears.

The voice seemed to be the villagers' instructions, constantly encouraging him to keep going.

A light mist filled the passage, and faint runes flickered on the walls on both sides, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

Li Fan was still in a heavy mood, but he knew that he could not be defeated by sadness and guilt at this moment.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must obtain the inheritance and make the villagers' sacrifice worthwhile.

As we walked, a huge stone gate appeared in front of us.

The stone door was closed, and it was engraved with complex and mysterious patterns and symbols.

Li Fan stopped and stared at the stone door, trying to find a way to open it.

At this moment, he felt a powerful force coming from inside the stone gate.

That force was like an invisible wall, preventing him from getting even a little closer.

Li Fan took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, pressed his hands tightly against the stone door, and slowly pushed it towards the door.

Veins bulged on his forehead, his teeth were clenched, and every muscle was tensed to the extreme.

However, the stone gate did not move at all, as if mocking his arrogance.

"Is this really an insurmountable barrier? The villagers have sacrificed their lives for me. How can I be worthy of them if I can't open this door?"

Li Fan was extremely anxious. "But, this door is so strong, how can I open it?"

He adjusted his breath again, exerted the power of the health-preserving fist to the extreme, and punched the stone gate fiercely.

"boom!"

A loud bang echoed in the passage, and the entire passage shook violently, with debris falling.

The stone door trembled slightly, but still did not open.

Li Fan was breathing heavily, sweat soaked his clothes and dripped down his cheeks.

He looked at the stubborn stone gate, his eyes showing no sign of retreat, but instead burning with a raging fire of determination.

"I don't believe I can't open you!"

Li Fan gritted his teeth and attacked again.

His fists rained down on the stone gate, each one carrying his anger and determination.

Just as Li Fan was hitting the stone gate again and again, and was exhausted and out of breath.

He suddenly discovered that the runes on the stone gate seemed to have some pattern.

So, he stopped and began to observe these runes carefully, his mind working rapidly.

Gradually, he seemed to grasp some key points.

According to the rules he had deduced, Li Fan gently touched the rune with trembling hands and pressed it carefully.

When he pressed the last rune, the stone door made a dull sound and slowly opened.

An ancient and powerful aura blew in from inside the door.

The aura was like a surging tide, carrying endless pressure and mystery.

Li Fan couldn't help but squint his eyes and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

Inside the gate was a huge tower that soared into the clouds, with three large characters "Gongfa Pavilion" written in a flamboyant style on a plaque.

The Kung Fu Pavilion has seven floors, and each floor emits a different light.

At this time, a vague shadow slowly appeared in front of the door of the Kung Fu Pavilion.

The shadow was looming, as if it would disappear into the air at any time.

"If you want to unlock each level, you must pass it, otherwise, you will get nothing."

The shadow's voice was ethereal and distant. "You seem to have decent talent, a bit better than the last guy who came here."

Li Fan guessed that the boy the other party was talking about should be Venerable Duanya.

"Is this inheritance?"

he muttered.

Ji Moxue and the others were so nervous that they didn't dare to breathe and just waited quietly.

At this time, the ethereal shadow said again: "Inheritor, accept this power, but also bear the corresponding responsibilities."

Li Fan's eyes were determined as he said loudly, "I will definitely live up to your trust!"

Then, the door to the first-floor attic slowly opened.

"Inheritor, prepare to accept the test."