Chapter 145: Holy Lord?1

Call......

With a long breath, his eyes gradually returned to calm, not waves, indifferent as water, warm and peaceful.

"Chifeng, don't forget this. ”

Chifeng was seriously sad, and he had clearly felt that this Sage was dying.

"Yes, Holy ...... Father!"

Sometimes, identity and status make them have to make a choice, and at this moment he gave his father a promise in his own name.

When the sage heard his salutation, a kind smile appeared on his face, this is the farewell at the end of life, so silent, plain, but this kind of emotion expressed without words is so precious.

Watching Chiffon feed and tremble and hide his sadness in his heart, the sage breathed a sigh of relief;

"To be strong, I have time...... Not much, all ...... Come on, I've got something to ......."

The middle and high-level personnel quickly arrived, and the Sage looked at the clansmen who had not had time to recover from the injuries on their bodies in front of them, looked at their red eyes, and looked at their dull expressions, and felt a faint pain in his heart.

"If even you don't have faith, can the people still see hope?"

Hearing this, some people secretly wiped their tears and tried to show their spirit.

cough cough cough ......

Coughing a few times, the weak Sage looked around and spoke slowly;

"Our ancestors once said that our people will return to the earth and leave this place in ten thousand years, and now it is time. ”

"Sage ......"

This is the aftermath, but the Sage waved his hand and said with a smile;

"On this day, our clan has waited too long, and I can't imagine that before I die, I can still witness the arrival of the Holy Lord with my own eyes and die without regrets......"

Holy Lord?

What is this?

They were puzzled, but thought it was just the sage's deathbed nonsense.

At this moment, the Sage raised his head slightly and looked at Yang Chen, and there was a kind of excitement in his eyes that made Yang Chen puzzled.

The others followed his gaze and looked at Yang Chen casually, full of doubts.

"Go to the Altar ......"

The altar, as if it existed forever, is the most sacred place of their clan, although it has always been only a place to worship ancestors, but it is not accessible to outsiders, but now, no one objects, they believe in the Holy One.

"Little friend, please come with me, can you?"

Yang Chen refused in his heart, but seeing that this sage was about to return to the West, he sighed slightly in his heart and nodded reluctantly, and Yang Chen also seemed to feel that this old man's horror was not just as simple as letting his son go with him.

However, there is no need to go to this altar at all, and it is only in the ruins of the destroyed existence.

This place has been completely ruined, but there is really a huge stone monument dozens of feet high, which has not been destroyed, obviously, this stone monument is guarded by some force.

It is usually used to worship ancestors, so I really haven't found any use for it other than feeling sacred.

Looking at this stone tablet full of unique runes, Yang Chen felt that there was something faintly strange in his eyebrows, and when he looked closely, there was nothing special, he thought, it was just an illusion.

The closer the Sage got to the altar with the support of Chifeng, the happier and more excited he became.

Finally, after some tossing, everyone stood in front of the altar.

On the stone stele, there are traces of the ancestors of the punishment clan for generations, which looks so simple and mysterious.

"10,000 years...... Our people have finally waited for the Holy Lord...... Ahhhh......h

The old tears of the saint are rampant.

"My people, saved...... Wow, ahhhh......h

Prostrate in front of the altar, the saint burst into tears, crying so movingly.

The people of the punishment tribe also prostrate themselves in front of the altar with the saint at this moment, and they are all sad.

After half a ring, the Sage shut down and tried to calm his emotions.

When the others saw the Holy One get up, they also wiped their sweat to remove the tears and stood up respectfully.

This is the singing one, Yang Chen didn't know, but Yang Chen looked at the runes on the stone tablet, and he was always a little uneasy.

To be precise, it is the feeling that there seems to be some power in this stone monument that is attracting itself.

And at this moment, the sage gently pushed away the chiffle that was supporting him, sorted out his appearance directly, and carefully took a lot of his own clothes, brushed the folds, and then tried to stand up straight and look at Yang Chen.

"Little friend, I have something to ask for?!"

Frowning and looking at the Sage, Yang Chen wanted to find the answer, because his intuition told him that there was nothing good about the Sage calling him.

What's the matter? I don't have much to do with the Punishment Clan.

After thinking about it, Yang Chen said;

"What's the matter?"

He didn't want to get involved with them for no reason.

The Sage looked at Yang Chen with a responsible expression, but this was his mission.

"My clan has collected a lot of heavenly treasures, which can help you achieve Jindan. ”

The temptation is not small, Yang Chen's eyes are full of happiness, he is really startled, what he lacks now, what he lacks is strength, and what he obtains is cultivation, if he can break through the golden pill, his strength will inevitably improve by leaps and bounds. But he suddenly calmed down, and his eyes returned to calm, is there really such a good thing in this world?

Seeing the change in his expression, a hint of approval appeared in the depths of the Sage's dark eyes.

"What are the conditions?"

Yang Chen asked directly, there is no free lunch in the world, so there must be conditions.

"When the old student is dying, I hope Xiaoyou can promise me one thing. ”

This sage did not drag the mud and water, and directly explained that Yang Chen fell into contemplation, and after half a sound, his gaze became firm and flat, Yang Chen wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but it was better not to agree.

But just as he was opening, it was the Sage who seemed to see through Yang Chen's thoughts, and said first;

"If this matter violates morality and is harmful to Xiaoyou, I will never be at peace in the underworld, and I will never be ......reborn."

There was a loud sound, and more importantly, under the surprise of Yang Chen and everyone, the sage snapped, knelt down on his knees, and pressed his forehead against the ground.

Caught off guard, no one knew what it meant.

"Sage, you are ......"

"Father...... Hurry up ......"

"Sage ......"

But the Holy One pushed open his door, and spoke weakly;

"Kneel down too. ”

As soon as they heard him say this, the people immediately objected, and their faces turned red.

"This ......"

"What ?......"

"Impossible......"

"Ahem...... Why, the old man is not dead yet, so it is not easy to speak?"

"This ......"

"That's not what we meant?"

"Shut up, get down on your knees, ......"

At this time, Chi Feng roared, although his eyes were puzzled and unwilling, but looking at his father, he chose to believe his father.

Syllable......

Chifeng knelt down in front of Yang Chen without hesitation.

The others look at me, I look at you, and they don't know what to do for a while, but in the end, one by one, they still kneel down in righteous indignation.

"Little friend, if you don't agree, I won't be able to kneel for a long time......"

This is forcing the palace, no, this is the kidnapping of Lao Tzu, agree or not?