Yi Cheng thought for a moment and said to Ling: "Just do it, what do you need me to do?" ”

"You don't have to do anything for the time being, take a look at that inheritance first, and I'll let you know when you need to do it! Hehe, such a large piece of living soul, but even the master has never gotten it! ”

Hearing Ling's words, Yi Cheng showed a surprised look: "Is the size of a palm a big piece a big piece?" ”

"Do you know what to do, just a piece the size of a head, put it in the void, there will be countless spatial substances gathered towards it, and then assimilated by him, after some time, a fairy realm will be formed. The size of a palm, anyway, I've never seen it! ”

Yi Cheng's heart was sweating, it seems that he really met a treasure this time, the living soul, the heaven and earth stone, plus a Kunlun fairyland, although he can't use the Qixuan Pagoda for 350,000 years, but Yi Cheng also knows that Lu Dao himself can't rely on the Qixuan Pagoda forever, who knows that the spirit of Lu Dao will leave him that day, this guy has never thought of himself as the master, and the master in his mouth has always been the Qixuan.

However, Yi Cheng can also understand that the spirituality of the Qixuan Pagoda has surpassed that of humans, so Qixuan is not only his master, but also his creator, equivalent to his father!

Just when Yi Cheng was communicating with the spirit, the sacrifice had already begun, and countless black aura poured into the altar, and then flowed into the True Soul Tree, and the original lush True Soul Tree was even more radiant, looking full of vitality, but Yi Cheng knew in his heart that all this was just an appearance, and the collapse of this interface was a matter of time.

At this time, the high priest had already bowed down devoutly, and those Kunlun people, regardless of their cultivation, also bowed their heads and bowed.

However, the foreign monks were not so respectful, and they only bent down slightly.

Behind the high priest, Yi Cheng also bent over, waiting for the inheritance after the end of the sacrifice, and Kunshan saw that the ancestors were all kneeling, so they naturally knelt behind.

Finally, when the black qi around disappeared, the high priest took the clansmen to bow three times and bow nine times, and then said to Kunshan and Yi Cheng: "You go up, whether you can get the favor of the ancestors depends on your blessings!" ”

Yi Cheng and Kunshan, stepping on the steps, slowly got up the altar and walked towards the True Soul Tree under the attention of everyone.

The two of them came to the True Soul Tree, looking at the ten-zhang high, lush True Soul Tree, Yi Cheng didn't feel any excitement in his heart, this is just a creature that is unwilling to dissipate, the True Soul Tree, or this interface, is also a life form, but their lives are much longer than human beings.

Yi Cheng's gaze stayed on the living soul, and he couldn't see any preciousness in this black mud, but the real value was countless times that of the prosperous and radiant True Soul Tree in front of him.

"Whoosh!"

Two branches flew out and rolled towards Yi Cheng and Kunshan, but no one resisted, they were swept away by the branches stretched out by the True Soul Tree, and then pulled into the trunk and disappeared.

Countless people in the field looked at all this with all kinds of eyes.

Envy, jealousy, amazement, concern、、、

Among them, the envy and amazement are the most, followed by the envious, and the concern is few.

"What is this place? Where's the inheritance? ”

Kunshan looked at the road built with tree branches like a labyrinth, and asked Yi Cheng around him puzzled.

"I don't know what to say, didn't your old ancestor tell you something?"

"No, he just said that he could meet the ancestor if he was fated, and he didn't say anything else!"

"Eh, you can see it if you have a fate, hehe, let's go, then let's see if we are destined or not, you choose, I will follow you!"

Kunshan didn't care that Yi Cheng wanted to follow his own business, so he chose a random path and walked over.

Yi Cheng followed Kunshan without saying a word.

I don't know how long the two of them have been in here, and they don't know how many repetitive paths they have taken, but they haven't seen anything.

"It seems that you don't have any fate, forget it, come with me, I've always had good luck!"

Yi Cheng said and continued to walk towards the labyrinthine road.

However, Yi Cheng's luck seems to be average, and after turning for most of the day, he is still spinning in circles.

"Hehe, it seems that your luck is not good!" Kunshan said with a smile.

"Not necessarily, I promise you just have to count from one to ten, and we will meet your ancestor!"

"Lie to me!" Kunshan was a little unconvinced.

"If you don't believe us, let's continue to turn, I promise that I won't see your ancestor for another year!"

Yi Cheng's words made Kunshan stunned for a moment, and then began to count the doubts.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Four!"

"Five!"

"Six!"

"Seven!"

"Eight!"

"Nine!"

"No, it really didn't come out, are you sure you can't be wrong?"

"Haven't you counted to ten yet?"

"I'm afraid that you won't find the ancestor even if you count to ten!"

When Yi Cheng heard this, he directly pulled out the Taiyi sword, then lifted the spiritual power of his whole body, and said to Kunshan: "You count, if you count to ten, and he doesn't come out, I will smash this place!" ”

"No, no, this is the place of the ancestors, you can't mess around!" Kunshan was shocked, and hurriedly took out his Kunlun axe and blocked it in front of Yi Cheng.

Yi Cheng put away his Taiyi sword and shouted to a road on the left: "Is it interesting for you old man, you don't come out with us for most of the day, your junior is good, your blood is pure, your heart and eyes are quite real, and the Kunlun axe that can drive you will be forgotten, if you pick it again, it is estimated that there will be no chance, and I will take away the living soul soil when I go out!" ”

Yi Cheng's words made Kunshan stunned, what is this talking about?

But the next moment, a turquoise phantom immediately appeared in the direction that Yi Cheng was looking at, which looked seven points similar to Kunshan, and he was also holding a Kunlun axe in his hand, which looked like a turquoise Kunlun axe.

"Boy, you're looking for death!" The figure was furious, and the hybrid axe was about to slash at Yi Cheng.

"If you want to protect the Kunlun Clan, you'd better not do it, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen after this interface crashes!" Yi Cheng said to the green figure without fear.

"You're threatening me! When I Kunlun was crisscrossing the fairy world, you still didn't know where the Dao was, boy, I think you are really tired of it! ”

Kunlun said, raising the axe to slash at Yi Cheng.

However, Yi Cheng shook his head helplessly and said to himself; "Ling, come on, this guy is the same tendon as Kunshan!"

At this time, Kunshan was already stunned, this is really the ancestor! But what's going on?

At this time, the look in Yi Cheng's eyes finally changed, and a fierce aura came out of his body, and he looked at Kunlun who had already raised his axe: "A little immortal monarch, but there is only a remnant soul left, and he dares to shout here!" ”