Five Sages a Day

In the Human Clan's Sacred Land of Spiritual Inheritance, Mu Sen, Suiren-Shi, Youchao-Shi and Ziyi-Shi all looked in the direction of Lao Zi with different expressions. Mu Sen was aware of the loss of his luck, while the other three were just shocked at Lao Zi's strong power.

As for the Wu cultivators in the Sacred Land, they were all pressed by the Sage's force. Although Mu Sen could protect them from it, he didn't do so. Martial Arts required its cultivators to be courageous and fearless. If even the endurance of the Sage's pressure was hard for them, then Martial Arts cultivation would face a gloomy prospect.

Seeing the Wu cultivators strenuously sustaining the force, Mu Sen said gently, "As Heaven's movement is ever vigorous, so must a gentleman ceaselessly strive along." Soft, but as if a spring of fresh water had been injected into the Human Clan's hearts in the Sacred Land. Strive along ceaselessly... Strive along ceaselessly... Strive along ceaselessly.