Ancestor!

While speaking, Gu Qingyi looked respectful, and Lu Qingting's heart beat faster, unable to stop the throbbing in his heart.

The martial arts inherited for three thousand years, and there are actually only three real monumental figures. The sloppy Taoist is a true master-level existence that inherits the past and opens the past.

From a small novice monk who was opened to Dachan Temple to a 2 Jiazi in the world, he could only help to level the distance from the Buddhist sect headed by Dachan Temple.

Then sit in the golden top in meditation, comprehend the mystery of yin and yang, and deduce a mouthful of pure yang energy to the supreme state of "Yin and yang Wuji".

Even the realm of martial arts was redefined with his own strength, and it was still used thousands of years later without any change.

Such achievements and such existence are still glorious even after more than a thousand years of experience, which can make any younger warriors respect and yearn for it.

"No hurry, no hurry."

He was so excited that he could hardly help himself, but Lu Qingting still suppressed himself and calmed down because he gradually remembered something.

"Mengpo Soup!"

When these three words flashed through his mind, Lu Qingting's face suddenly turned dark.

Being hit again!

"Junior brother, what have you remembered?"

Gu Qingyi pretended to be surprised.

"…I remembered some of the things the leader told me."

My senior sister, what else can I do? Lu Qingting pinched his nose and endured it, talking about the purpose of this and his own guesses.

"The ancestor traveled through famous mountains and rivers, led by the Seven Tribulation Sword, led by the Earth Vein, responded to the Sky Star, and returned to the Three Elements of Heaven, Earth and Man, and suppressed the remaining pages of the Ming Book..."

Gu Qingyi nodded:

"I heard what the leader said, you don't need to repeat it."

"The head always leaves room for his words, only half of his words..."

Lu Qingting glanced at his senior sister and said:

"I guess it won't be so easy to win the Seven Tribulation Sword. Senior Sister, why do you think he only let me come alone..."

He never overestimated his martial arts talent in front of this senior sister, even if he asked himself that his talent was the best in the world.

But his senior sister is really talented.

"You run fast..."

Gu Qingyi thought something.

"good!"

Lu Qingting's expression was slightly slower:

"The only one I am better than my senior sister is the speed of ‘Divine Walk’. The leader asked me to get the Seven Tribulation Sword, but this trip is extremely dangerous.

I guess that this danger is not only from the 'demonic book' suppressed by the ancestors..."

Lu Qingting expressed his guess. Before he finished speaking, Gu Qingyi had already guessed something: "The four monsters of wind, thunder, rain, and electricity!"

"I'm afraid it's..."

Lu Qingting sighed.

As a disciple of Hanging Mountain, he is naturally familiar with the various deeds of the ancestors.

Of course, there are exceptions for major events that are deliberately concealed by others as suppressing the "Ming Shu Remnant Pages".

The so-called four demons, wind, thunder, rain, and electricity, are actually four evil masters who have obtained the Taoist fruit.

According to legend, these four masters of evil paths are not only superb in martial arts, but also possess the Taoist fruits, but also complement each other's martial arts and magical powers they have learned, and are especially good at the art of joint attacks.

When the four of them were dominating the world, even when the Buddhist ancestral temples such as Dachan Temple were in full swing, they were repeatedly frustrated and could not be surrendered.

"Perhaps there are other reasons for outsiders. Although it has not been confirmed, as far as we know, there are only as many as 72 entrances to the Immortal Magical Illusion Realm left by the ancestor..."

Gu Qingyi held her chin:

"No wonder Chu Tianyi and Tietafa, the true species that each sect cultivates with all their efforts will appear. Are those famous mountains and rivers now the private places of the martial arts sects and noble families?"

The Hanging Mountain has a powerful intelligence system that is not as good as the court. In addition, in recent years, it has been able to communicate with the court whether it is available or not.

Therefore, even if all the schools and sects conceal their "true species" like Chu Tianyi, they all know that.

However, for decades, all sects have tried their best to shrink their wings to wait for the weather, and suddenly released them at this time, except because of the "Bright Mountains and Rivers List".

I am afraid that it is also for the inheritance and treasures left by the ancestors.

Both of them knew this very well.

"The ancestor borrowed land transportation back then, which is probably a repayment?"

Lu Qingting stood up and came to the window, looked at the ancient city where the snow had not dissipated, and calmed down:

"Actually, maybe he doesn't care about all the characters like the ancestor? He is in love with the world. Why should we be a disciple? "

"Being able to dream back a thousand years ago and meet the ancestor is already an opportunity that countless disciples in the Hanging Mountain can’t find, and luck is created."

Looking at this junior brother who was inferior to him, Gu Qingyi was slightly stunned.

I vaguely understood why the head and all the uncles and uncles were interested in him intentionally or unintentionally.

He may not be as talented as himself, but he is more suitable to be a leader than himself...

"certainly."

Lu Qingting turned around:

"The ancestor's 'Seven Tribulation Sword' cannot be shared with others."

"Let's go and see the ancestor!"

Gu Qingyi threw down the money and stood up and went out, feeling a little excited:

"Along the way, look at the customs and customs thousands of years ago. It is great to meet a few masters. It is said that there are very few masters in this era?"

...

The departure of the senior and sisters cannot be hidden from others.

Across the street, Chu Tianyi and Tie Stepping Facing each other were sitting opposite each other, and they almost immediately noticed the familiar breath away.

"The greatest fortune of this immortal and magical illusion is the sloppy Taoist himself. Unfortunately, we are not disciples of Hanging Mountain..."

I was a little envious of the iron stepping method.

In this world, only those who have ever had the Martial Saint's sect are qualified to be the top. Even if the Canghai City he belongs to is a top-notch one, even if it leads 100,000 people and ranks of experts, it is only first-class.

He asked himself that his talent was not inferior to that of the senior brothers, and he also possessed the Taoist fruit, but they just had to follow the steps and practice the "Seven Tribulation Sword Technique" and "Yin and Yang Wuji" to the tenth level before they could be promoted to the Martial Saint.

However, he must break through the barriers of his predecessors, turn his superiors into unique skills, and push the giant spirit's mysterious skills to the tenth level that was unprecedented in order to become a martial saint.

"It is already a fortune to be here. Why bother to ask for more?"

Chu Tianyi was very calm.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He naturally yearns for the great master of Taoism, but for him, what is more important is to sharpen his sword skills.

After nine years of Tibetan Feng, he had almost never fought with anyone in swords. The progress of swordsmanship has reached a bottleneck.

He was extremely eager to see someone come to test his sword, and such an immortal magical illusion that would never be pursued by others no matter how he did it, it was simply the best sword training field in the world.

only,

Who can kill me?

call!

The iron stepping method flashed out, and Chu Tianyi's eyes flashed, but he still suppressed his patience. He changed his mind and urged him to "know the future against the future".

[You have followed the disciples of Hanging Mountain who left, sleeping in the wind and eating in the open on the road, and the people are lost...]

[You know they are going to the Hanging Mountain, and they are hurried all the way, you are going up the mountain...]

【You draw your sword...you are dead!】

"Die again..."

Chu Tianyi frowned and urged his magical powers again. This time, he changed to another direction.

After several attempts, he was sure.

"The enemy is in the Hanging Mountain?"

Not long after, he opened his eyes a little tired.

After all the attempts, he found that no matter which direction he went, there would be no problem, but he would die if he went to the direction of the Hanging Mountain.

So……

As he thought about it, the iron stepping method left and returned, and a flush actually surged on his rough face:

"Wu, Wu Saint!"
To be continued...