Chapter 216: Ancestral Stream

"Zu Liu—" Qiu Rong Wanxue heard Mu Ling's words and said, "Impossible, Zu Liu never lets outsiders in, I heard that even ghost envoys can't enter, that place is never open to outsiders." ”

The pastor smiled and said: "It is true that Zuliu does not allow outsiders to enter, but it depends on who it is, if it is the right person, it must be able to enter." ”

Qiurong Wanxue looked at the pastor, and in the end she didn't say anything, and followed the pastor to the ancestral stream.

Zuliu is the most powerful inheritance of the ancient city of Xudu, there is a legend that Zuliu is the ruler of the ancient city of Xudu, this is just a legend, because few people have seen the ghost envoy of Zuliu, as for the owner of Zuliu, no one has ever seen it. There are rumors that not to mention the foreign monks, even the local ghost envoys in the ancient city of Xudu have never seen the master of Zuliu, the owner of Zuliu is very mysterious, and he has never shown his face.

In the ancient city of Xudu, no matter what kind of inheritance, no matter what kind of sect, they all occupy a certain place, and they will open the place they occupy to foreign monks, as long as you can afford to produce the Shouyang fish, you can go anywhere in the inheritance of these sects. However, Zuliu is different, the place of Zuliu is not open to anyone, not to mention foreign monks, even the local ghost envoys of the ancient city of Xudu cannot enter Zuliu!

There were rumors that Zuliu occupied the best place in the ancient city of Xudu, and there were even rumors that the place occupied by Zuliu was the place where the legendary treasure of the ancient city of Xudu was located, and some people even believed that the place occupied by Liuzu hid the most amazing treasure of the ancient city of Xudu - mountain treasure.

It is precisely because of this legend that there were many foreign monks who wanted to enter the ancestral stream, and many monks tried their best to blend in with the ancestral stream, but no one ever succeeded.

There used to be a young generation of geniuses or powerful monks who were about to die of old age, they once wanted to force their way into the ancestral stream with their invincible strength, and their final consequences can be imagined, they all died miserably, and were hung outside the ancestral stream mountain gate to warn the public of the world.

When Qiurong Wanxue followed the pastoral spirit to the outside of the mountain gate of Zuliu, she saw one corpse after another hanging on the old tree outside the mountain gate, some of these corpses had become white bones, some had been dried, and some were still intact...... The clothes on many corpses can still be identified, and when Qiurong Wanxue looked at these corpses, she recognized some clothes and the origin of some corpses.

"Yin Yang Gate, Underworld Duze, Juque Holy Land, Xuanqi River, Ancestral Insect Emperor Domain, Wanshi Ancient Kingdom, Yishan Clan, Ten Thousand Bones Throne, ......" Qiurong Wanxue could identify the origin of these corpses from the clothes on them, and when she recognized the origin of these corpses, she couldn't help but be shocked.

These are all the most powerful Imperial Immortal Sects in the Ghost Saint Realm, and these Emperor Immortal Gates can be said to control the overall situation of the entire Ghost Saint Realm, but all the powerhouses of these Emperor Immortal Sects have died here.

The Imperial Immortal Gate like the Yin Yang Gate and the Immortal Gate of the Underworld is already amazing enough, and the Imperial Immortal Gate like the Ancient Kingdom of the Ten Thousand Ages, the Yishan Clan, it is definitely a terrifying existence, a double emperor, for Qiurong Wanxue, for the Snow Shadow Ghost Clan, this kind of Imperial Immortal Gate, it is definitely a behemoth, and a small clan like them Snow Shadow Ghost Clan can only look up to it forever.

If a lineage like a Twin Emperor is an elephant, then their Snow Shadow Ghost Clan is nothing more than an antfly.

What's even more shocking is that an imperial immortal gate like the Ten Thousand Bones Throne, one door and three emperors, this is enough to be invincible, standing at the pinnacle of the Ghost Saint Realm, there are very few existences in the Ghost Saint Realm that dare to be enemies of the Ten Thousand Bones Throne. However, now even the powerhouses of the Ten Thousand Bones Throne have died tragically here, and the corpses are hung here as a warning to the world.

This style is indeed strong enough, hanging the corpse of the strong man of the Ten Thousand Bones Throne as a warning, how domineering this is, this is simply humiliating the Ten Thousand Bones Throne, such a thing, I am afraid that there is no inheritance in the Ghost Saint Realm to dare to do it. However, Zu Liu is not afraid of offending any Imperial Immortal Sect at all, no matter what the origin of the invaders is, as long as they dare to forcibly step into Zu Liu for half a step, they will fall into the fate of being warned by hanging corpses.

When the priest was standing at the mountain gate, a ghost envoy blocked the way of the two priests, and the ghost envoy looked ethereal and mist, and it didn't look so real.

"The ancestral stream is not open to anyone, and those who come stop coming. The ghost envoy blocked the way of the pastor and Qiurong Wanxue, and said expressionlessly.

Compared with Zuliu's ghost envoys, the ghost envoys in other parts of the ancient city of Xudu are much friendlier and richer in demeanor, the ghost envoys in other places look more like people, or more like living people, while the ghost envoys of Zuliu look more like ghosts.

The pastor calmly said: "Tell me, I want to see your master, or, let him get up and see me!"

The ancestral ghost envoy still blocked the way of the two herdsmen, expressionless, and said, "Our master has never seen outsiders, please go back." ”

The shepherd took out a piece of paper, folded it into a very strange hat with great difficulty, and then put it on the head of the demon envoy, and said, "Take this hat to your master, and say that I have come!"

The ancestral ghost made the lifeless eyes look at the pastoral spirit as if it were looking at a dead man, and finally turned and left, disappearing into the mountain gate.

After a long time, the ancestral ghost envoy still did not come back, which made Qiurong Wanxue couldn't help but worry, and said, "Will the ancestor master agree?"

Compared with Qiurong Wanxue's worries, the pastor was the old god, he smiled idly and said, "Don't worry, he will meet us." ”

Sure enough, as the pastor had said, after a long time, the messenger who had gone in to talk had finally returned, but the hat on his head was gone.

"Childe, my master is invited. The Ghost Envoy was still expressionless, not angry at all, he looked more like a dead man, or more like a ghost. The ghost envoys in other parts of the ancient city of Xudu are too rich in expression, but the ghost envoys here are completely different.

The ghost envoy led the way in front, and the pastoral spirit followed him leisurely, compared with the leisurely of the pastoral spirit, Qiurong Wanxue was obviously much more cautious. When she stepped into the ancestral stream, Qiurong Wanxue couldn't believe her eyes, she couldn't believe that she was in the ancient city of Xudu.

In front of you is a magnificent mountain and river, this mountain and river in front of you is actually the essence of heaven and earth, this piece of heaven and earth in front of you is like the ancestral land of the emperor Xianmen, there is the king of medicine burning, there are sesame grass bushes, there are treasure trees swaying, there are holy springs bubbling, a group of holy land and divine land of the scene, people can't help but marvel at it, even if it is the ancestral land of the emperor Xianmen, it is just so.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Qiurong Wanxue was not only amazed, she never dreamed that there would be such a place in the ancient city of Xudu, such a place is simply a holy place for monks to practice, and any monk would like to practice in such a place. Different from the exclamation of the late snow in Qiurong, the pastor was at ease, looking at the scene in front of him, but showing a faint smile.

The ghost envoy took the two of them forward, but strange to say, although the mountains and rivers in front of them were a holy place, they walked a long distance, and they did not see the second person, or the second ghost. This mountain and river is very quiet, you can't see people, this mountain and river is charming, but walking here, you can't see a little people, which makes people a little creepy.

At this time, for Qiurong Wanxue, she would rather see the second ghost than stay in this quiet place, the whole world is so quiet that it makes people feel scary to think about it.

"Why isn't there a second person?" Qiurong Wanxue couldn't help but whisper in the pastor's ear.

"They're all sleeping. The shepherd glanced at the familiar man and said, "Unless something big happens, they will not get up easily." ”

Qiurong Wanxue couldn't help but be stunned, the ancient city of Xudu was full of ghost envoys, in fact, in addition to the fact that these ghost envoys were not as flesh and blood as living people, they were not much different from monks, they didn't need to sleep, however, the ghost envoys of Zuliu actually needed to sleep, and all of them were sleeping, this kind of thing was really weird.

Of course, when the entire ancestral stream was quiet, this more or less made Qiurong Wanxue regain the feeling of the ancient city of Xudu, at least let people know that they were still in the ancient city of Xudu. Without this tranquility, she couldn't believe that she was still in the ancient city of Xudu, more like in the ancestral land of an imperial immortal sect.

Eventually, the ghost envoy led the two of them into an ancient hall, which was so magnificent that at first glance, people thought it was the place where a god lived.

After bringing the two priests into the ancient hall, the ghost envoy retreated silently.

The ancient hall was extremely empty, and the autumn and evening snow couldn't help but look around, there was no one in this ancient hall, or not even a ghost.

Finally, Qiurong Wanxue's gaze fell on the top position in the hall, where there was a large stone chair, on which sat a stone man, this stone man did not know what stone it was carved from, it was integrated with the stone chair.

The stone man sitting on the stone chair was wearing a divine crown, and the hanging of the divine crown blocked its face, and it was impossible to see what its face was, nor whether it was male or female.

This stone man was wearing a divine robe, and the wide divine robe seemed to be able to envelop the entire universe, and its body was hidden in the divine robe, which made it look even more mysterious.

What attracted Qiurong Wanxue's attention was that the hat folded by the pastoral spirit was in the hand of this stone man at this time.

"Old fellow, you still haven't changed at all. The pastor looked at the stone man sitting on the stone chair, and couldn't help but smile, and the wind was light.

If outsiders saw this scene, they would definitely think that the pastoral spirit was crazy and actually talked to a stone figure.

However, at this time, the stone man sitting on the stone chair turned out to be soft, and it was obviously a stone man just now, but the cold and hard lines on its body seemed to melt, and it turned from a stone man to a person.

This man was sitting on a stone chair half-recumbent, but he sat up and sat straight on the stone chair, and his eyes were opened, revealing deep eyes, as if these eyes could lead to the past and the present.

Although his face was blocked by the draping of the divine crown, this pair of eyes could make people see clearly.

The stone man suddenly came to life, which frightened Qiurong Wanxue, and at this time, she realized that it was not the stone man sitting on the stone chair at all, it was just a deep sleep.

"You should know that you are not welcome here. The man sitting on the stone chair finally spoke, and his voice seemed to come from another place, so timeless and elusive that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

When Qiurong Wanxue looked at this ancestor master carefully, she was shocked in her heart! The faint blood on the ancestor master's body made her 100% sure that the person in front of her was definitely a living person, not a ghost, not the kind of obsession without flesh and blood, this was definitely a living person, flesh and blood.

With such a discovery, Qiurong Wanxue was shocked in her heart, Zuliu is the most powerful and mysterious inheritance of the ancient city of Xudu, and its owner turned out to be a living person, if such news is known, how shocking it is.

In the ancient city of Xudu, any lineage is composed of the ghost envoys of the ancient city of Xudu, and it is simply impossible for foreign monks to join any of the lineages of the ancient city of Xudu. Now, the owner of the ancestral stream turned out to be a living person, what an incredible thing!

The pastor didn't care about the words of the ancestor master, and said calmly: "Aren't you also seeing me? ”

"No matter what—" The voice of the ancestor of the master rang out, "whether it was in the past or in the present, in short, there is nothing you need here!"

The pastor smiled and said, "Don't talk so ruthlessly, are we friends?

The words of the pastor made Qiurong Wanxue stunned for a moment, this is simply impossible, it is impossible for the ghost envoy of the ancient city of Xudu to make friends with the monk, but, taking a step back, I feel that it is not impossible, the owner of the ancestral stream in front of him is not a ghost envoy, but a living person.

However, this made Qiurong Wanxue strange in his heart, the pastor actually made friends with the ancestor master, which is incredible.

"No, I don't know you!" Master Zuliu said very directly.

The pastor couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said: "You are clearly deceiving yourself by saying this, I was good in the past, I am good now, no matter how it changes, you all know, I am still the same me! Others can't see it, but it's impossible for you not to see it!"

Qiurong Wanxue heard a little strange, but, of course, she didn't know, what the pastor said before I was referring to the pastor when the soul was the god, of course Qiurong Wanxue didn't know such a secret.

"Even if I'm not the hat I used to be, I'm still me, don't you say?" said the shepherd.

For millions of years, the shepherd has not always appeared in the true body of the divine soul, many times he has used various means to transform into other forms, and he has hidden his true face and his traces behind the long river of time.

"You know it yourself!" Master Zuliu's voice seemed to come from a distant place, with three points of coldness, and said, "Ever since you deceived that person from the Ancient City of Xudu, you should know that you are persona non grata in the Ancient City of Xudu. If it weren't for me, I'm afraid that you wouldn't even be able to enter the ancient city of Xudu, and you would have been hunted down and killed a long time ago!

"Don't say that, I really want to come to the ancient city of Xudu to see you, no one can stop me, don't you say? I have always been a person of deep affection. The shepherd smiled and said, "Of course, I am very grateful for what happened before......