Chu Tianjiao looked at Yu Qiuming calmly, his eyes full of vigilance.

This person has bad intentions towards himself.

Since he can see the artistic conception of the saint's affection in his body, doesn't he know what is at stake?

But he knew, and he just let himself touch the statue of this saint, so that the artistic conception contaminated in his body spread, I don't know what his heart is, but Chu Tianjiao doesn't dare to believe him.

Yu Qiuming walked over and took out some unknown ointments, which covered Chu Tianjiao's fleshy and bloody hands, only to feel a burst of warmth attack, and the fleshy arms grew skin again, intact as before.

However, this did not make Chu Tianjiao relax his vigilance.

Regaining some strength, Chu Tianjiao stared straight at Yu Qiuming, "Senior, what does this mean? If the senior wants me to die, then do it directly." I'm not an opponent of my predecessors, so why should my predecessors use such a small means?"

"Death?" Yu Qiuming was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "No one wants you to die, including me, but I'm going to tell you about the secrets of the Red Dust Realm." ”

"The secrets of the Red Dust Realm?" Chu Tianjiao sneered, "Just let me touch this statue?"

"You may not know that there is such a statue on the snow-capped mountain. Compared to this one, the statue is even more magnificent and tall, giving birth to the artistic conception of a true saint. Yu Qiuming said, "It's just that it seems that you haven't seen it." ”

"What does this have to do with you?" Chu Tianjiao's tone did not have the slightest politeness, "Have you seen it, that's my business, it's just that the seniors have lived for so long, don't you think it's shameful to calculate the juniors?"

"I didn't count you. Yu Qiuming shook his head and said, "You have the artistic conception of a saint, and that is bound to be so." ”

As he spoke, Yu Qiuming reached out and touched the statue, turned his head to Chu Tianjiao and said, "Look, the old decay touches it, and it doesn't have the slightest occasion, but it's you, as soon as you touch it, you go crazy." This is because of you, and I can't say that I am calculating you. ”

Chu Tianjiao took a deep breath and said indifferently, "Didn't the predecessor want to talk about the secrets of the Red Dust Realm?"

"The saint left a secret that only his heirs can get, and you can be said to be his heirs. Yu Qiuming said, "The saint left a secret, you have a chance to get, perhaps, in the future, you will thank me." ”

Hearing this, Chu Tianjiao's eyelids jumped.

The secrecy of the saint is naturally shocking to the world, but he does not believe that such secrecy has anything to do with himself.

"No way, what does it have to do with me. Chu Tianjiao didn't want to believe this fact at all, the secret of the saint, with his little strength, still wanted to participate in it.

Moreover, he is a person who is not even in the realm of transforming gods, and it is not necessarily a good thing to be involved.

"Since you are contaminated with his artistic conception, you naturally assume his secrets. Looking at Chu Tianjiao's look of disbelief, Yu Qiuming said, "Unless you die, you can't change this fact." ”

"What the hell is the secret?" took a long breath, Chu Tianjiao stared at Yu Qiuming.

"At the beginning, the saint fell in the Youling Snow Mountain, cultivated all his life for creation, and scattered in the red dust world. As a person who set foot in that legendary realm, although he fell, he still left something behind. ”

"That long sword?" Chu Tianjiao frowned and said, "You want a long sword, I'll ask the old neuropathy if he wants to come, and I'll give it to you for free, how about it?"

Chu Tianjiao sneered, this thing is a hot potato, I'm afraid that you, an old guy, don't dare to ask for it.

"Although the long sword is a treasure, but the saint is dead, it is nothing, not to mention, no one has dared to touch it, it is like a chicken rib, and my rabbit mountain rabbit clan does not need it yet. ”

"Then what do you want?" Chu Tianjiao's voice sank a little.

"I just want to testify to the sage's supreme truth of heaven and earth, his supreme way, his way, his reason, and his mystery, and I hope that through his way, reason, and mystery, I can walk out of my own path. ”

Hearing his words, Chu Tianjiao was shocked.

He never thought that Yu Qiuming's ambition was so big.

What kind of existence is a saint?

It was a terrifying existence in the three thousand red dusts.

His Tao, reason, and mystery must also be the supreme principle and law of heaven and earth of the three thousand red dusts.

But the old guy in front of him actually thought about it.

Are you crazy or trying to die?

Or are you out of touch with the world?

However, Chu Tianjiao felt that he was afraid that the old guy in front of him was crazy.

Yu Qiuming stared at Chu Tianjiao, and suddenly said, "You still don't know the secret of the No. 38 Living Dead Tomb in Youling Snow Mountain, right? Then I'll tell you right now that in the No. 38 Living Dead Tomb, what is buried is the sage's Heaven and Earth Truth, his Dao, Reason, and Mystery. The saint has fallen, but his teachings, principles, and mysteries are immortal. If you get it, you may be able to step on the Avenue of Saints, or you may be able to become the next invincible peerless existence in the three thousand red dust. ”

For a long time, although Chu Tianjiao had guessed the secrets in the tomb of the living dead on the 38th, he never thought that there was such a secret.

"The meaning of the existence of the Tomb of the Living Dead at No. 38 in the Youling Snow Mountain is to wait for the saint's supreme law to reappear in the world. Yu Qiuming stared at Chu Tianjiao and said, "This is that responsibility, and you, with the artistic conception of a saint, may have to be transferred to you." ”

Listening to Yu Qiuming's words, Chu Tianjiao was amazed in his heart.

This news shocked him too much.

He never thought that he would have anything to do with the supreme law of the saints.

The reason is because I pulled out that long sword!

Chu Tianjiao finally understood why the long sword was placed on the altar, and even the old neuropathy didn't dare to touch it.

The biggest doubt in his heart was solved, Chu Tianjiao glanced at the statue again, and said to Yu Qiuming, "What does this statue mean?"

"It's not interesting, it just makes you feel the artistic conception of the saint's sorrow. Yu Qiuming said with a smile.

Chu Tianjiao naturally didn't believe his nonsense.

There must be a secret to this statue, it's just that the old guy doesn't tell it.

However, if you ask yourself, this old guy will definitely not say.

Thinking of something, Chu Tianjiao stared at Yu Qiuming, "You tell me this, what do you want to do?"

"I want you to know that the responsibility and mission that you need to shoulder in the Hidden Snow Mountain is not as idle as now. ”

Chu Tianjiao knew that he was asking about the saint, and this old fox would definitely not tell him again.

But one thing is for sure, the old guy must have his own calculations in mind.

As for the idea of beating the sage's supreme law.

Chu Tianjiao felt unlikely.

The supreme law of the saint can easily bombard him.

Looking at Yu Qiuming expressionlessly, Chu Tianjiao didn't have the slightest politeness, "If there is nothing else to do, can you let us use the phantom space?"

No matter what the old guy's purpose is, but let the saint artistic conception in his body spread, how can he have a good impression of this old guy.