Chapter 9: The Ancients, the Old People

A green shadow flickered, and Ding Hao came to the lonely and cold ruins at the bottom of the sea.

Mingyue Immortal lives here.

This is the place where Mingyue Immortal was once trapped, after eliminating the Netherworld True Immortal, Ding Hao used the power of reincarnation to help Mingyue Immortal, so that she could get out of the state of immortality and life, and she could walk between heaven and earth by herself.

But Ming Yuexian has no worries about the current world, and she has no desire for cultivation, although the world is big, she still chooses to stay in this place she is most familiar with.

"Little one, what wind brought you here?"

Among the ruins that have not changed for a hundred years, a woman in white slowly walked out, this is a woman who is extremely beautiful, all the words used to describe beautiful women in the world are not enough to fully express, that otherworldly temperament, the first thing that people think of is the word "immortal".

This is one of the Eight True Immortals of the Immortal Ancient Era, the Bright Moon Immortal.

Even though Ding Hao is now the supreme supreme of this continent, Ming Yuexian still calls him "little guy", if other people hear it, they will definitely feel that either their ears are broken, or their heads are broken.

Although Ding Hao has become the supreme, he has always respected his elders.

Mingyue Immortal is a senior who doesn't know how many generations higher than herself, and before she became an immortal, she had received a lot of help from her, no matter from which point of view, Ding Hao was happy to accept this title.

The fairy laughed, I haven't seen you for many years, and Dinghot came to greet the fairy. Ding Hao said politely.

"I really want to have a good chat with you, but you are now the supreme, you must be a busy person, you have nothing to do in the Three Treasures Palace, if there is anything you want me to help with, you just ask. Mingyue Immortal was straightforward, thinking of what to say, since the death of the fireworker, her personality has also undergone some changes.

Ding Hao chuckled lightly and said, "In this case, then I will say it directly." ”

Ding Hao told Mingyue Immortal all about his adventures in the hidden space of the Sea God Temple, about the 24 altars and the disappeared relics, and about the dark power.

Mingyue Immortal is one of the two powerhouses who have survived from the Immortal Gu Era to the present, and he may have a little understanding of the things before the Immortal Gu Period.

It's a pity –

"Then you may be asking, I don't know much about the things before the Immortal Gu. ”

Ming Yuexian said with a smile.

She is indifferent by nature, she doesn't like fame, fortune and power, after she became an artist from the Xuantian Sect in the past, she was ranked among the Eight True Immortals, but she rarely pursued a position of power, and the reason why she was ranked among the Eight True Immortals was actually because the other seven True Immortals were from the same school as her, and the strength of the Mingyue Immortal was indeed very strong.

"Little guy, what you said is very strange, about the era before the Immortal Gu, the world doesn't know much, I have a bad premonition, I don't know much about the things you want to know, you might as well go to my master Xuantianzong, his longevity is long, maybe he can provide some clues." Ming Yuexian looked at Ding Hao and said

This woman, who is only in her early twenties, is an existence that has lived for tens of thousands of years, and anyone is afraid to believe it.

Ding Hao had this intention, so the junior said goodbye first. ”

Ding Hao was about to leave, but Ming Yuexian said again:

"Is that fat cat still alive?"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he smiled: "It's very good, next time I'll call it over to catch up with the fairy." ”

Ming Yuexian nodded: "Okay, okay, I really miss that fat cat a little." ”

Ding Hao saluted and left.

......

Middle-earth.

The White-clothed God Dynasty.

Outside the majestic hall, there was an empty space, and only a figure was standing.

The man was dressed in white, and from a distance, he was white from head to toe, like a little white and flawless snowflake on the land of Shenzhou.

If you look closely, this person's hair and eyebrows are all snow-white, and even the skin is white.

This person is not the white-clothed emperor Mu Tianyang, who is it!

At this time, he was isolated from the main hall, his eyes staring into the distance, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly—

Mu Tianyang's eyebrows moved slightly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and said:

"You're here. ”

"You've guessed it again. ”

A green shadow flashed, and Ding Hao suddenly appeared outside the main hall and appeared in front of Mu Tianyang.

"See you once in ten years, it's been ten years since we last met, you should be here too, besides, it's ......" Mu Tianyang smiled: "My sword suddenly became restless, it told me that you were coming." ”

These two people have been friends for more than 200 years, and they have long turned enemies into friends, but every time they see Ding Hao, whether it is Mu Tianyang's heart or his sword, they will always tremble involuntarily.

But that was only a temporary reaction, although Mu Tianyang always remembered his battle with Ding Hao, but at this time he valued his family and clansmen more, and Ding Hao at this time was not something he could challenge.

"I'm here for another important purpose. Ding Hao said succinctly.

"The magician isn't here. Mu Tianyang seemed to have guessed why Ding Hao came.

Ding Hao came to the White-clothed Temple, not to find the white-clothed Emperor Mu Tianyang, but naturally to find Xuantianzong, the ancestor of all immortals.

"Where did he go?" asked Ding Hao.

"I don't know that many people have never seen him before. Mu Tianyang replied.

Since the Netherworld True Immortal was ambushed, Xuantian Sect has traveled all over the world, and he is at ease, like a divine dragon seeing the head but not the end.

Ding Hao nodded.

The two of them stood in front of the main hall, looking at the vast earth, each thinking in their hearts, and after a while, the white-clothed emperor Liu Ling was drunk and offered a chessboard, and the two played three games in a row, winning and losing each other.

"That's all for today. "Ding Hao is just long.

Mu Tianyang seemed to want to say something, but he still swallowed the words back, nodded and said, "Farewell!"

In an instant, Ding Hao disappeared.

Outside the main hall, there was an empty space.

The white figure was still standing straight, staring into the distance.

......

Ding Hao left the palace of the White-clothed God Dynasty, and did not leave Middle-earth immediately, but went to a towering mountain.

"In this world, if anyone knows the traces of Xuantian Sect, it must be Mu Tianyang, and now since even Mu Tianyang doesn't know the whereabouts of this ancestor of ten thousand immortals, it seems that Xuantian Sect doesn't want people to find him. ”

In the midst of the white clouds, Ding Hao sat quietly on the top of the mountain, thinking quietly.

"There are too many questions, I must find this primeval immortal. ”

Immediately, Ding Hao closed his eyes, and an extremely powerful divine sense was instantly projected, and the entire continent was shrouded in Ding Hao's powerful divine consciousness.

Ding Hao is using the power of the supreme to search for the location of the Xuantian Sect.

When Ding Hao opened his eyes again, his brows moved slightly, and his expression was slightly puzzled.

"Even my divine sense can't sense the location of the Xuantian Sect, what's going on?"

Ding Hao felt more and more that things had become strange, and he closed his eyes again and sorted out everything.

The next day.

Ding Hao received two letters from the White-clothed Divine Dynasty, one envelope had nothing written on it, and the other had the words "Mu Tianyang" written on it, both of which were sent by Mu Tianyang.

Ding Hao first opened some letters from "Mu Tianyang", which said:

"Before leaving, the magician left a letter, not saying to whom, I opened it, I don't know why. Presumably this letter is for you, I hope it will be helpful to you. ”

Ding Hao and Mu Tianyang are both top powerhouses in this world, the two of them can obviously transmit sound and things in the air thousands of miles away, but Mu Tianyang uses the ancient way of sending letters, Ding Hao feels more and more that he can't figure him out.

Ding Hao hurriedly opened the letter left by Xuantian Sect, and there was only one sentence in the letter:

"When you enter reincarnation, you know the truth and falsehood. ”

After reading the letter, Ding Hao thought about it, and faintly made a decision in his heart.

......

Ding Hao began to inspect the six roads.

He wants to verify the correctness of what he thinks in his heart.

There were gloomy and low-hanging black clouds in the sky, and there was an air of death and loneliness in the air, the light was dim, the earth was pitch black, and a great river roared silently into the distance, and in the water there were ghosts floating densely and up and down.

- Hell Road.

Ding Hao came to the Hell Road.

The first thing Ding Hao was looking for was naturally Lin Xin and Li Yanyang, two friends.

These two people were brothers who were very good friends with Ding Hao in the Sword Sect in the past, and on the day the [Hundred Saints Battlefield] collapsed, the two of them were not as lucky as Tear Tingchan and Fang Tianyi and others, and they came directly to the Divine Grace Continent, they were swept into a dark space and were tragically transformed into dark puppets.

When Ding Hao found the little divine consciousness left of the two, the flesh of the two had been completely blackened, and they were already considered to be real dead in the general sense.

By chance, under the effect of the [Reincarnation Heavenly Disk], the fragments of the divine consciousness of the two were sent to the Hell Path, where they were warmed and strengthened, miraculously expanded into a complete consciousness, and formed a physique.

It can be said that they have been reborn in the Hell Dao, but now the two of them have a clear memory of many things in their "lifetime", and the Hell Dao is currently the most suitable place for them to slowly remember and cultivate.

In a gloomy forest, Ding Hao found Lin Xin and Li Canyang, who were sitting cross-legged on a clearing.

Ding Hao did not immediately go over to greet the two, but quietly watched the two from a distance.

At this time, Li Canyang's long hair was scattered, not only did he not have any sense of chaos, but he added a bit of heroism, his eyes were closed, and his two thick and black eyebrows looked very eye-catching on his surprisingly white face.

The former pink-faced young man, the head of the Sequoia West Courtyard, how high-spirited, now living in Hell Road, his past memories are incomplete, and he wants to re-cultivate his martial arts, thinking of this, he can't help but sigh.

On the other side, Lin Xinpan sat next to Li Yanyang.

The same loose hair adds a bit of heroic spirit to this handsome man, with a handsome face and delicate facial features, he is the same as Ding Hao back then, the male god in the minds of countless girls!

Lin Xin's good friend Ren Xiaoyao has such a fortune against the heavens, but he has been corroded by the extremely cruel and terrifying dark power, anyone who knows that such a talented and beautiful man has such a difficult experience, will be moved.

Looking at the two quietly, Ding Hao found that the two had common characteristics, their complexions were surprisingly fair, as if they had been coated with a thick layer of fat powder, but they looked so natural.

At the same time, the two people sitting on the ground at this time kept coming out of their backs, which was an extremely thin black gas, which was not easy for ordinary people to find.

Ding Hao saw it at a glance and knew it in his heart.

The two of them were cultivating the Soul Dao.

Before the two of them successfully broke through the next bottleneck, Ding Hao was reluctant to interrupt the two, he just watched quietly from the side, at this time he seemed to be caught in a memory, he recalled the life of the Sword Sect together.

At that time, they were all just registered disciples of the Sword Sect, and although the competition between the various academies was fierce at that time, they helped each other in the competition and grew together.

At that time, Li Jianyi was still in charge, and he led the Wenjian Sect to catch up with Qingping Academy step by step. At that time, he was still a mysterious old man, and he took good care of himself.

Although it was not as peaceful and prosperous as it is now, it was relatively stable, and there were not so many tragic battles and countless unwarranted sacrifices.

Looking back, it's been a hundred years.

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There is one more update today.

The follow-up will fully explain the origin of the Six Realms World and even the entire world, and the way Ding Hao is in charge of the world, is it right?