Along the way, he learns that at least five races were secretly fueling the troubles in the past.

"Yuan Demon Clan, Phantom Clan, Heavenly Ghost Clan......" Lingbao's eyes showed a killing opportunity, and he must settle this matter.

Soon after, under the leadership of the old man and the old woman, Lingbao came to a mountain gate holy land.

This mountain is not very tall, but it has a great road and a song.

There, the actinized true dragon leaped, the phoenix bird made of immortal light flew, and the divine light diffused out, reflecting a piece of sacredness there.

There are not many palaces on the ancestral mountain, and there are very few monks coming and going, which is far from being comparable to the other side of the starry sky.

"For endless years, the decline of the people has been the norm." The old man lamented.

Here the mountain cliffs are numerous, the beautiful mountains are one after another, the sacred vines are entangled, the light is into pieces, and the ancient medicine is fragrant.

There are also cranes flying, the spiritual spring bubbling, and the end is a holy place for cultivation.

However, such a holy place of cultivation is also in flux, and you can imagine the extent to which the Duren lineage has declined.

"It's hard for you to insist on saving people like this." Lingbao said that the tenacity of this vein exceeded his expectations, and even if the court was weakened to this point, it was still holding on to the inheritance.

"Tianzun Ancestral Xun dare not forget!" The old man said solemnly.

"When did you get here?" Lingbao asked.

"This ...... Tianzun, ancestor, has not received a lot of things, and many things have not been passed down, and I can't explain it clearly in my generation. The old man replied.

There is no way to know how they came here, because no ancient book has been preserved for that long.

"Have you been out of here in a long time?" Lingbao then asked, he remembered Lin Tongtong, who was also a descendant of the Duren lineage.

"I don't know the long past, but in recent times, I have left a few batches, but unfortunately none of them came back alive." The old man thought for a moment and replied.

"Have you been living here?" Lingbao continued to ask.

"I've always lived here, but sometimes I go out and go to Middle-earth to communicate with other holy places of cultivation, and occasionally choose the best disciples."

"Even if no one comes."

Lingbao smiled, such a green and yellow is not accepted, obviously the matter of selecting the best apprentices will not be achieved a few times.

"Maybe it was before, but now that the Heavenly Venerable Ancestor has returned, the Duren Pulse will definitely be brilliant again."

"Forget it, people's hearts are warm and cold, the world is hot and cold, and the pulse of saving people is dead, and now you are no longer saving people."

"Tianzun, Ancestor, are you—are you going to abandon us!?"

The old man was shocked when he heard this, and he was sad for a while.

"No, I'm not abandoning you, but I don't need to save people in the world."

"That'...... So where do we go from here? ”

"I will pass on you to kill together, and from now on, your vein will not suppress the dark corpse disaster for the world, but sweep away all the dark corpse disasters for the world."

After Lingbao finished speaking, the killing aura surged for a while, reaching the sky.

It is true that he seeks stability for the world, but that does not mean that he does not have a temper.

If the Duren Yimai finally stands on the dark side, it will be fine, but the Duren Yimai has always acted in accordance with discipline and dared to move the inheritance of this vein, and those forces and ethnic groups involved in it will have to pay the price of blood.

It's time to remembers those forces and races how he became enlightened in the past!

"By the way, Tianzun, ancestor, I think of a person who has been able to be stable and undisturbed for millions of years, and this person has a great credit." The old man remembered something at this time and said.

When Lingbao heard this, he asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Tianzun, ancestor, please come with me." The old man saluted, and then led the way.

At the top of the ancestral mountain, there is a grand hall there, and there is a faint imperial atmosphere in it, which is obviously done by an extreme person.

Outside this grand hall, there is a five-colored Dao platform, which is also filled with Dao Qi.

"Five-colored altar?" Lingbao looked at the five-color platform, the material was a special stone for building the five-color altar, and there would be no fake.

This made him wonder, because there was obviously an intact five-color altar here, but why did he choose to descend from the ancient road across the universe.

"Tianzun, ancestor, this five-color altar is the one who did it, and those who go out of the starry sky in our vein are through this five-color altar." The old man said, and then took out a five-colored stone order.

"Starfield Key...... If there is this, why does no one come back alive? Lingbao looked at the five-colored stone order, which contained many starry sky coordinates of the star field, and even included the starry sky coordinates of the Tianzun Wheel Sea.

"Tianzun, ancestor, this is a unilateral teleportation coordinate, once you go out, you can only rely on your own strong strength to cross the sea of stars in the future and come back." The old man explained.

"I have a heart, and I put an end to the disaster of Shun Teng, but why would that person help?" Lingbao asked.

He was a little puzzled, because the end of the Duren line was the change that happened after his "death", and there was no reason to intersect with any emperor and emperor.

Is it a remembrance of people?

But this is also incomprehensible, there is no qualification to be remembered by the emperor and the emperor.

"Tianzun, ancestor, you will know when you enter the Tianzun Palace." The old man said, and then walked to the grand hall, pushed open the main door, and for a while the incense gas diffused with the opening of the main door.

The first thing that caught Lingbao's eyes was a portrait hanging in the center, and the person who painted the portrait was him.

Next to the portrait, a little below, there is another portrait.

It was a woman, although her face was obscured by the chaos veil, but through that divine form, you could realize that she must be a woman who is stunning in the world.

In addition, among its flowing hair, there is a jade ruyi that is used as a hairpin, where it rises and falls.

"This is the one you said you were?" Lingbao looked at the portrait of the woman, and the jade Ruyi seemed to be a little familiar, like the one he gave to a confidante in the past.

The old man nodded, saluted Lingbao, and then saluted each of the two portraits, and then said: "Tianzun, ancestor, our vein is not connected, but it has not completely ended, and part of it is the credit of this empress. ”

Lingbao nodded when he heard this, and then walked to the case under the portrait, and he saw that it not only paid tribute to the "Duren Sutra", but also paid tribute to another scripture.

"Is this her imperial scripture?" Lingbao picked up the scripture and asked.

"Tianzun, ancestor, that's not the imperial scripture." The old man stood outside the main hall and said, "That's the refining and cultivation method of some pills and magic medicines, and there are also some formation points, which can be regarded as a gift." ”

"Is that so...... So does she have a plan? Lingbao opened the scripture, and the words in it were indeed as the old man said, and it was not a method of cultivation.

"It is recorded that this empress has no intentions, but is helping for free, she has left a message, but the ancient books that record her message are no longer known." The old man replied that the time when the empress descended on the ancestral mountain was too old, and many things were lost in the years.

"Jade Ruyi......" Lingbao muttered, the empress has jade Ruyi, and she is close to Duren, and it is likely that she is the descendant of a confidante in the mythological era.

But after thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, because the curtain had come to an end, how could the confidante's family survive forever.

After all, the mythical era has passed, and even the descendants of emperors and emperors dare not guarantee the continuity, let alone a small family.