"Tenjin, you are here. ”

Late at night, next to a half-burned and collapsed house, a black shadow of an old man about eighty years old slowly walked slowly into the distance, bowing down from afar.

This old man of Arhanstan is the first old man to bow down during the day, when Zhao Junyu broke through thousands of troops.

The most devout from beginning to end.

"Well, get up. ”

Zhao Junyu nodded.

He wondered how this old man could spread the word into the secret, after he killed Hassan's forces yesterday, he sent the message to him to come over at night.

But there is no cultivation on his body, he is just an ordinary old man.

"Old decay has been able to communicate with the gods since childhood. ”

"The same is true of my old father, and the same is true of my grandfather. ”

"This is the mystical abilities of the last generation of gods who have given us guardians. ”

The old man seemed to guess what Zhao Junyu was thinking and explained.

"What are you doing when you see me?" Zhao Junyu's face was indifferent, noncommittal.

"Back to the gods, the little old man's name is Ramal. ”

"I want you to leave a miracle and become a new generation of gods that we worship. ”

"We have been worshipping the gods for more than a thousand years. ”

"The gods of the previous generation, like you, were ...... It is also the appearance of Chinese people. ”

However, the gods of the previous generation have not shown miracles for more than a hundred years, and only the old father has seen a miracle when he was young. ”

"I doubt it,...... Suspicion that the gods have either departed or ......"

Ramal snorted.

I see, Zhao Junyu nodded.

It is no wonder that when this old man saw him slaughtering in all directions during the day, he immediately recognized him as a god.

It turned out that the so-called god they worshipped was probably also a Chinese monk, and it was likely to have reached a terrifying level of cultivation.

He flew that day, passing by the country of Arhanstan, and seemed to vaguely feel that there was a trace of immortal power here, which was not trivial, although this immortal power was extremely weak, and it had almost completely dissipated.

But immortal power only exists in the immortal realm, or at least it can only be possessed by monks at the level of scattered immortals.

He hurriedly landed halfway and landed in the dense forest, which was why he later met Wang Chong and so on.

Could it be that the god they worship is a scattered immortal?

"Where are the miracles left by your gods?"

"It's the temple on the cliff to the south, it's a little far from here, ah!"

As soon as Ramal's words fell, he was carried up by Zhao Junyu and flew up,

At the end of the dense forest in the south, on the verge of a cliff, there is a dilapidated so-called temple, which hangs alone on the steep protruding stone wall of the high cliff opposite, but the road to the stone wall is gone, and there is an abyss at the foot.

Zhao Junyu was a little speechless, looking from a distance, it was not so much a temple, but actually a Taoist temple, but it looked a little nondescript.

Obviously, when the ancestors of Arhanstan built the Taoist temple, they deviated.

"When I was young, I often came to clean the temple, and people often went to bow down and worship. ”

"At that time, there was a platform that led to the temple, but more than 20 years ago there was an earthquake and the platform collapsed. ”

"I can't go any further, and gradually no one will go to the temple to worship, little old man...... I haven't been able to clean it again. ”

Lamar lowered his head, his voice was a little worried, I don't know if the continuous natural disasters in the past few decades are related to unreverence for gods.

Then, without surprise, he was lifted by Zhao Junyu and flew over directly.

The Taoist temple is not big, and it has not been cleaned for more than 20 years, it is already very dilapidated, and there is dust, cobwebs and so on everywhere.

It is an old Taoist image with a high crown with a feather belt and a long beard and white eyebrows, which is shaped with incense clay.

But it has been in disrepair for a long time, it is already dilapidated, even the left arm is broken, the floating dust has fallen, and the skin on the face is also pitted, which is miserable.

Ramar hurriedly knelt down on the futon, kept prostrating, and muttered to himself sin, sin.

Zhao Junyu frowned, only to feel a force of rejection coming towards him.

Zhao Junyu snorted coldly, and his whole body cultivation exploded with only a slight shock, and the power of repulsion suddenly dissipated.

Sure enough...... Scattered immortals!

Zhao Junyu was shocked, but it was not trivial, and his mind was racing rapidly.

Although this residual spiritual power has almost completely dissipated, with Zhao Junyu's current cultivation, it can only be broken, because this is a trace of spiritual power left by a monk who has cultivated to reach the Scattered Immortal!

No wonder it could obscure his divine sense probe, he sensed a trace of possible immortal power that day, and when he fell to the ground, his divine sense had already roughly probed a radius of nearly a thousand miles, and he didn't find any abnormalities here at all.

Unless you are a monk who is much higher than him, you can cover his divine sense, and this will make sense.

Since his rebirth, he has always thought that this is an extremely backward planet for the cultivation civilization.

The strongest person I encountered was only in the infancy stage.

Later, Cao Zheng of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance told him that even in the small world with relatively full aura, the Holy Domain, the highest cultivation in it was only in the late Yuan Infant stage.

And now, in this small country in remote Central Asia, Arhanstan, has encountered the relics left by a scattered immortal.

At least it shows that on the earth more than a thousand years ago, there were monks whose strength had reached the level of scattered immortals.

So this scattered immortal, has it fallen or ascended?

Or is it just passing through the earth?

In the past thousand years, what has happened in the Earth Cultivation Realm?

Zhao Junyu thought for a while, but didn't come to the conclusion.

But, no matter what, it would be great if there was anything left behind of this scattered immortal.

If it was in his previous life, of course he was disdainful of the things that scattered immortals, but now it is different.

Zhao Junyu looked back, and Lamar, who was still kneeling on the futon and praying, lightly.

The latter immediately slowly lay down on the futon and fell into a deep sleep.

The divine consciousness is condensed into the spiritual thread of the Dao Dao, and it is viewed everywhere in the Taoist temple.

After breaking that spiritual power, the internal structure of the Taoist temple could not be hidden.

Sure enough, behind the clay statue of the old Taoist priest, an extremely secret mechanism was discovered.

Zhao Junyu snorted coldly and pointed out.

Boom, an entrance appeared under the statue pedestal of the old road.

Below is a long road that seems to lead straight to the belly of the mountain.

Zhao Junyu walked down the stairs, guarded in his heart.

After all, this is a relic left by a scattered immortal, and with his current cultivation, he still has to be on full alert.

As the corridor deepened, there was darkness ahead, and the fog rose.

It seems that there is no way forward, only a dead end.

Hmph, psychedelic array, carving insect skills.

Zhao Junyu stretched out his hand and pointed, and a fire dragon suddenly gushed out, illuminating the entire Yongdao.

Sparks dot the walls around it.

After going down more than 1,000 meters, my eyes lit up.

I saw an open space appear in front of me, and it seemed that I had entered a large crypt.

There are three stone chambers on the front, which were artificially carved out.

Zhao Junyu frowned, and was about to step forward to investigate.

Suddenly, several strong winds hit from all directions!

The momentum is quite impressive!

(Po Sing Shek Academy)