Chapter 216: The Origin of the Black Robe
Ye Qingyu suppressed the discomfort all over his body and looked at the person on the altar stiffly, is this really a person?
The man was curled up on the altar, wrapped in a thick black cloak. The hat on the cloak covered the man's face. Or should it be said that the entire cloak covered the person, and the only thing Ye Qingyu saw was the person's hand.
Just as Ye Qingyu came in and the man made a sound, he moved, allowing Ye Qingyu to see a pale and dry hand like a branch.
That hand was more like a zombie's hand, only whiter than a zombie's, as white as a dead man. Who the hell is this? The living dead? Corpse? Or is it just a living ordinary person?
Before Ye Qingyu could see it clearly, the hand retracted under the cloak.
Ye Qingyu pretended not to see the man's hand, arched his hand, and said, "Senior, junior accidentally strayed into this place and disturbed your Qing Xiu." I also asked the seniors to instruct the juniors on how to get out of here, so as not to disturb the seniors. Ye Qingyu felt that she was very chivalrous, and hoped that for the sake of her being so polite, this person could let her go.
"You, very good, I am, the Qu family, I believe that you can, come here, and already know something about the Qu family. Being able to walk in front of me means that you have passed the test, that is, we are destined for the Qu family, and I hope you can inherit us, the inheritance of the Qu family. The man's voice was as hoarse as ever, sizzling, staccato, and a little stiff, and he hadn't spoken for a long time. When Ye Qingyu heard this, he was even more frightened.
"Seniors, juniors are stupid, it's really accidental to come here, and it's even more lucky to see you, it's really difficult to take on this big responsibility."
"Coming here is your chance, and it's a destiny. When fate arrives, it's good to go with the flow. ”
Ye Qingyu no longer argued with this so-called Qu family, because it obviously didn't make sense, and she didn't want to tear her face, she really had no confidence, who knew if the lump on the other side was a thousand-year-old monster?
"Senior, are you an immortal cultivator?"
"Yes, if you come in, under my name, I will teach you the method of cultivating immortals." Even if it was incoherent, even if his voice was hoarse, Ye Qingyu could hear it from it, and his eyes were empty.
"The younger generation always thought that cultivating immortals was just a legend, but they didn't expect it to really exist. Seniors, can immortal cultivators live forever? ”
"As long as you cultivate diligently and attain the Great Dao, you can live with heaven and earth!"
Ye Qingyu had a surprised expression, "It turned out to be true, seniors, after the juniors came here, they saw that the scenery here is very beautiful, and many of them have not been seen by the juniors." Along the way, is it the seniors who are testing the juniors? ”
"A small trick is not enough."
"It is a small means for the seniors, but in the eyes of the younger generations, it is a big creation. Senior, how many years does it take to do what you do? ”
"If the qualifications are good, how many ...... Test your qualifications first, and then talk about the rest. Is the abrupt end a word, a few years, a few decades, a few hundred years, or a few thousand years? Ye Qingyu didn't know.
Alas, how old is this old monster? No leakage at all.
"Senior, junior is an ordinary person, and he should not have the qualifications to cultivate immortals."
"No, only those who have spiritual roots can have the opportunity to come to me. Come here, I'll see what your qualifications are? ”
Ye Qingyu's heart trembled, she couldn't stand it anymore when she was so far away, wouldn't it be fatal?
Ye Qingyu pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Senior, what is the spiritual root?" ”
"The spiritual root is a person who cultivates immortals, and introducing the aura of heaven and earth into his own medium is a prerequisite for cultivating immortals. Spiritual roots are divided into...... Let's see what your qualifications are first, and then tell you in detail. Come, come and test the spiritual root. ”
After a moment, a ball the size of a half-football ball floated out from under the cloak and hovered in front of the man.
"Senior, what is this? Why does it float? ”
"This is the spirit measuring orb, you can test it quickly." Ye Qingyu heard a trace of eagerness and impatience from the old monster's hoarse tone.
Although Ye Qingyu knew that it was dangerous to get close, he also had to compromise. It's been so long, and I haven't found the details of the old monster, let alone a reason to leave.
For this Qu family cultivator, she really didn't know his methods, so Ye Qingyu didn't dare to leave forcibly, because she was worried that even if she tried her best, in the hands of the mysterious immortal cultivator, she wouldn't be able to escape. Once the face is torn, there is no room for maneuver.
Ye Qingyu approached the altar step by step. I don't know if it's an illusion, the closer Ye Qingyu gets to the altar, the more he has a cold feeling.
"One drop lower, blood, on the spirit measuring orb." This hoarse voice seemed to be pronounced, and Ye Qingyu shivered.
Ye Qingyu didn't use the soft sword, no matter if the old monster saw her soft sword or not, it was better not to take it out first. Ye Qingyu bit the fingers of her left hand fiercely. When the blood beads gushed out, Ye Qingyu dropped them onto the spirit measuring ball.
Ye Qingyu didn't feel the excitement of the old monster when the blood flowed out. Because her mind was all on the spirit measuring orb. The blood beads fell onto the spirit measuring ball and were instantly absorbed.
Suddenly, a suction force came, and Ye Qingyu's bitten left hand was immediately sucked onto the spirit measuring ball. Ye Qingyu was shocked and wanted to withdraw her left hand, but found that she couldn't. Not only his left hand, but Ye Qingyu's whole person couldn't move a single bit.
Ye Qingyu glared angrily at the old monster under the black robe, wanting to question, but he couldn't open his mouth.
"Haha...... Ahem...... Ahem...... It's finally been waited for by us! "The hoarse voice that had been masked due to the overexcitement was like a broken bellows.
The black robe shook, and a person like a dried corpse raised his head from under the black robe. What kind of face was that, a layer of tightly wrinkled skin tightly attached to a skull, two gray-white beads in the sunken eye sockets, and near the corners of the mouth, like the whole face, the furrows and ravines, the lips could no longer be seen.
Excited, out of joy, the old monster coughed, and when he laughed, he tugged at the dry skin on his face, which wrinkled tightly, and the ravine deepened.
Intermittently, a babbling voice came, "How many years?" Eight hundred years? …… No, no...... Eighteen hundred years? …… No, no, two hundred years...... No, that's not right...... Ah, I can't remember...... I finally got the perfect body...... The men and women...... Yes...... It's all waste...... Ah, I can't remember...... Well, a woman finally came in...... How long has it been since I used a woman's body? …… Yes...... Where is the spirit stone? …… In, here...... Formation...... Formation ......"
The blood in the body continued to pour into the so-called spirit measuring ball, and the spirit measuring ball turned blood red from the initial transparency. Ye Qingyu felt that her body was getting cold little by little, and her consciousness was disappearing......