"The ancestors are above, and the descendants of Gao Peng are not good, please give us holy power and open the Dao Tibet." Gao Peng knelt on the ground and held the blood-colored jade pendant around his waist in his hand.

Click!

Then Gao Peng pinched it gently, and the jade pendant instantly cracked, and a red "liquid" body flowed down from the jade pendant and slowly flowed into the crack in the ground.

"Accurate!"

In the void, a thunderbolt fell with a bang, and a majestic and deep voice rolled and echoed in the void.

"This is the voice of a saint!" Beichen Yumo was suddenly moved, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

The saint is also a human being, and will turn into a cup of loess.

However, before dying, the saint can use some special means to leave some power and give it to future generations, which can play a great role at a critical moment.

But similar to the ancestor of the Gao family, Gao Yao, it is still rare to leave a drop of saint blood to future generations.

After the saint is sanctified, the blood in the body will change, and this blood that is highly compressed and contains great power is the holy blood.

Thundered!

In front of everyone's eyes, the thunderbolt turned into a blade and slashed hard at the mountain wall.

A bronze gate appeared in front of everyone.

This gate is densely covered with peculiar inscriptions.

Strange to say, this inscription is clearly incomprehensible to everyone, but they can understand the meaning of what is written on it.

"If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the preaching in the world is the vicissitudes of life!" Dong Xun'er's lips opened lightly and read out the handwriting on the bronze gate.

"Guangchengzi is the ancestor of Taoism and the teacher of the Yellow Emperor, he said it well." Gently stroke your white beard. Mr. Xiao Wang looked impressed.

"But. How do we get in? Dong Xun'er was a little puzzled.

"Ancestors once said. Five hundred years from now, there will be someone who will guide me to enlightenment, and this person's blood will be the key to opening the door. Stroking his beard, Gao Peng turned his gaze to Ji Lin.

"It's fine." You nodded, and a true qi turned into a blade and slit your thumb, and a drop of essence blood flowed down.

Strange to say, this drop of blood rises without wind. It landed lightly on the bronze gate.

"Brother Wolong, you're finally here." An old and deep voice suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

"Brother Gao, aren't you dead yet?" Ji Lin sighed slightly, and let out a sigh that traveled through time and space.

"I—long ago gone with the wind, and the voice you hear now is only what I left on this stone gate five hundred years ago." The old and deep voice sounded again.

In this instant, time seemed to freeze in an instant, except for Ji Lin. Everyone else is gone.

Whoa!

The inscription on the bronze stone door re-condensed into the image of an old man.

This person is dressed in a Taoist robe and has a childish face. Although the voice was the voice of Gao Yao, the ancestor of the Gao family five hundred years ago, it looked like an old friend of Ji Lin, Situ Xuankong, the ancestor of the white ape.

"Brother Wolong, I'm really sorry, as early as the Warring States Period, I knew your identity as an immortal in your sleep." Caressing the white beard, the old man's eyes were deep, as if he could travel through time and space, and he had been "projected" on his body.

"Brother Xian, why are you so troubled? Is enlightenment really that important? Ji Lin sighed.

The moment he saw Lao Dao, Ji Lin had actually figured out a lot of things.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs, this is the way of heaven!

If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, this is the essence of the way of heaven!

The saint is ruthless, the ruthless is desireless, and the desireless is the way, this is the way of the saint!

However, saints are also people, saints also have seven emotions and six desires, how can saints be ruthless?

How arrogant the country is, how many heroes and heroes at one time have turned into a cup of loess.

The dream of immortality, even if it is a saint, cannot be exempt from vulgarity.

The pillar of light that Ji Lin saw back then was indeed a sign of the birth of a saint.

But Ji Lin only deduced half of it, that is, Chen Shengzhi, not Situ Xuankong, but a white ape.

"Brother Wolong, I entered the Tao as a white ape back then, but I didn't expect that in the end, it was not as good as a beast, and the bizarre creation in the world is really touching." Lao Tao talked to himself, and continued to tell the past that was sealed in the dust of history.

"What's even more bizarre is that when I was dying, this white ape was willing to give me a body of holy blood, so that my soul could be reincarnated and reborn in the Song Dynasty, and turned into a human, which is called Baiyun."

"From that time on, I was actually a white ape, and I could also be regarded as a human, in short, it didn't matter what it was, the important thing was that I met a woman at the beginning of the Song Dynasty." Lao Dao sighed and told a piece of the past.

It turned out that Situ Xuankong asked the white ape to protect the Dharma on the night of the thunderstorm, and his career hit the saint realm, but he unexpectedly failed the most, and he was about to die.

This white ape was rescued by Situ Xuankong from the mouth of the tiger, raised since childhood, and one person and one ape are like father and son.

The white ape has followed Situ Xuankong to practice for many years, and has also been instructed by Ji Lin to become a spirit, which is the guardian beast of the white ape's arm fist.

At that time, the white ape was anxious, and he actually used himself as a guide to fight against the thunder, and finally survived the catastrophe and achieved the holy realm.

But the white ape cut his wrist and forced himself to feed Situ Xuankong with holy blood, trying to save Situ Xuankong's life.

Saints are also people, saints will also die, although the white ape is powerful, it is still powerless to return to the sky, Situ Xuankong finally died.

But Situ Xuankong's soul was floating in the void, and when Situ Xuankong woke up, it was already the time of the Song Dynasty.

In the Baiyun Cave of Qingcheng Mountain, Situ Xuankong found traces of Ji Lin, which surprised Situ Xuankong.

Just when Situ Xuankong was puzzled and unsure whether Ji Lin was still alive, a woman came to Qingcheng Mountain.

This is a very beautiful woman, but what she looks like, Situ Xuankong has forgotten.

It's as if this woman's appearance is not allowed to appear between heaven and earth.

The woman told Situ Xuankong that she was looking for someone.

She's looking for Ji Lin.

She's Ji Lin's - a loved one!

"My loved ones? No way, I don't have a father or a mother, I'm an orphan. ”

"In the past 5,000 years, I have not had anything to do with any woman, and I can't have any descendants."

When he heard this, Ji Lin frowned, a little surprised.

Lao Dao naturally couldn't answer Ji Lin, but continued to himself: "I was very strange at the time, and asked her who she was looking for, but she said that she was looking for the friend of Cai Yong, who made Jiaoweiqin, and Mr. Wolongxin, who had taught Miss Shen to paint portraits. ”

"After saying this, she left me a glass of wine for me to drink before Nirvana."

"I did as she said, and that day I drank her wine, and when I woke up again, it was already the time of the Ming Dynasty."

"At this time, I have a new name - Gao Yao!"

Rumble!

When Lao Dao said this, Ji Lin was shocked, and finally understood Shen Jinchao's identity! (To be continued.) )