Under the leadership of Shangguan Yong, Zhang Ruochen and the others soon came to the holy mountain in the center of the Que Shengwang Mansion.

With the recovery of the Kunlun realm, this holy mountain has also undergone a lot of changes, not only has the mountain become more majestic, but the key is that a large amount of heaven and earth holy qi has been spewed out, making the entire Que Saint Palace's mansion a rare holy place for cultivation.

The vegetation on the sacred mountain is dense and lush, and there are many elixirs growing on it, and there are even holy medicines.

Some quaint pavilions, hidden in the mountains and forests, are perfectly integrated with the holy mountain itself.

In the entire Shangguan family, not many people are qualified to have a place to cultivate on top of the holy mountain.

And the top of the holy mountain is a forbidden place, which is where Shangguan Que lives, and without permission, even Shangguan Yong, the head of the Shangguan family, is not allowed to approach.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the ancestor is at the top of the mountain. Shangguan Yong said respectfully.

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "I'm tired!"

There is a special forbidden air formation on the holy mountain, and ordinary people can't fly in the sky at all, but this obviously can't restrain Zhang Ruochen and others.

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen and others rose into the air and flew to the top of the mountain at a very fast speed.

Shangguan Yong raised his head and looked up at Zhang Ruochen's gradually rising figure, he did not leave, if the ancestor had any orders, he could also complete it in time.

At this moment, it is noon, the scorching sun is in the sky, and the top of the mountain is shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

In an instant, Zhang Ruochen locked on Shangguan Que.

The figure flickered, and the seven people landed on a cliff.

There is an ancient pine tree growing on the edge of the cliff, which is extremely vigorous, I don't know how many years it has been rooted here, and the trunk is twisted and turned, like a dragon.

Under the ancient pine, there is a stone platform, on which is placed a set of tea sets, a person sits in front of the stone platform, holding a small tea bowl in his hand, and the slightest heat escapes from the tea bowl.

The breeze is blowing, and a faint fragrance of tea spreads out, refreshing people's hearts.

Sitting in front of the stone platform was a white-haired old man, extremely elegant, exuding a Confucian temperament, and a heroic and righteous spirit.

The white-haired old man had a ruddy complexion, without the slightest twilight on his body, and although his body was not tall, it gave people a sense of calmness like a sacred mountain.

"Student Zhang Ruochen has seen the teacher. ”

Zhang Ruochen stepped forward and bowed to the white-haired old man.

Eight hundred years have passed, Shangguan Que has not changed much, as elegant and calm as in the past, with a kind face, but it has a kind majesty that makes people admire.

Zhang Ruochen was already able to determine at this moment that when he attacked the Lingxiao Heavenly King's Mansion, the Confucian and Taoist Holy King in the Dragon Guardian Pavilion was Shangguan Que.

"Taifu, I haven't seen you for many years, and you haven't changed at all. ”

Kong Lanyu also stepped forward and saluted.

In the past, she also studied with Shangguan Que, and was also a student of Shangguan Que.

It's just that after the fall of Shengming, Shangguan Que became the Que Shengwang of the imperial court, and was regarded as a traitor by many of the old Shengming departments, and Kong Lanyou never saw him again, and eight hundred years have passed.

Eight hundred years is not a short time, and there are not many old people left.

Shangguan Que put down the tea bowl in his hand, a kind and kind smile appeared on his face, and said, "Come and sit down and talk to me, an old man." ”

Zhang Ruochen and Kong Lanyou did not hesitate, straightened up, walked to the stone platform and sat down.

Mu Lingxi, King Mingjiang, Jin Yu, Luo Chen, and Leopard Lie also stepped forward and each found a place to sit down.

Fortunately, the stone platform is large enough, and there are quite a few seats around it, otherwise they would have to stand.

Shangguan Que lifted the teapot and poured a bowl of tea for Zhang Ruochen and the others.

King Mingjiang said a little coldly: "Shangguan Que, your life is good, the Holy King of the imperial court has a noble status, and he doesn't want me to be a traitor of Shengming, so he can only hide in Tibet." ”

"Eight hundred years have passed, why should the prince be so obsessed with making such a choice, in fact, it is not what I want. Shangguan Que sighed.

King Mingjiang's tone was still not good: "Can someone force you to fail?"

Shangguan Que just shook his head, but he didn't want to say anything, as if there was something unspeakable.

King Mingjiang was angry and said, "What are you shaking your head for? What are you saying, just say, in this day, what else needs to be hidden?"

"Some things are far more complicated than you imagined, Lord Wang. Shangguan Que said in a deep voice.

Even if King Mingjiang wanted to say something, but before he could say it, Zhang Ruochen took the first step to speak: "Uncle Huang, don't dwell on this matter, since the teacher doesn't want to say it, we can't force it." “

Hearing this, King Mingjiang didn't say anything anymore, although he was Zhang Ruochen's elder, but now he was mainly Zhang Ruochen in everything.

Zhang Ruochen turned to look at Shangguan Que and said quite seriously: "Teacher, we are here to learn some truths from eight hundred years ago, and I hope you can tell the truth." “

Shangguan Que took a sip of tea and said softly: "If you want to ask anything, you can ask." ”

Although the sun is scorching at the moment, the breeze on the top of the mountain is blowing, but it looks very cool, without the slightest sense of heat.

Zhang Ruochen looked serious and said, "As a member of the Dragon Guardian Pavilion, the teacher should have seen his father before his father's disappearance, but do you know where his father went?"

"Yes, before the palace change, we, the members of the Dragon Guardian Pavilion, were indeed summoned by His Majesty, but His Majesty did not tell us where he would go. Shangguan Que replied.

Zhang Ruochen frowned slightly, even the Dragon Protector Pavilion didn't know Emperor Ming's whereabouts, I am afraid that he really went to the Western Heaven Buddha Realm to verify in person.

Moaning slightly, Zhang Ruochen continued to ask: "Why did Father Emperor order the Dragon Protector Pavilion to cast the Holy Altar? What is the real function of the Holy Altar? What is the point of preserving those Holy Souls? Also, where is the Holy Altar now?"

That altar was cast from the treasury of the Holy Wisdom, and it was no small thing.

Zhang Ruochen also learned some things about the altar from the Divine Sword Holy Land not long ago, but unfortunately Lu Huaiyu didn't know the true secret of the altar at all.

Shangguan Que stood up, turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the clouds and mist surging under the cliff, and said slowly: "Actually, even I don't fully understand the secrets of the altar, but, according to Your Majesty's will, for hundreds of years, we have kept the holy souls of most of the dead saints in the Kunlun realm in the altar, so that their holy souls will not dissipate, and perhaps, under special circumstances, they can all be resurrected." ”

"Originally, the altar was placed in the Divine Sword Holy Land, but before the Hell Realm broke through the Heaven and Earth Altar, we were ordered by the two Golden Lion Beast Emperors to transfer the altar to the Yin Burial Mountain Range. ”

Hearing this, Kong Lanyou and the others couldn't help but show shocked expressions, although the Kunlun Realm has declined, but still gives birth to many saints, in hundreds of years, there will definitely be a large number of saints who will die, it is conceivable that there are definitely a lot of holy souls preserved in that altar.

If those saints can really be resurrected, it will undoubtedly be a very powerful force.

In fact, Kong Lanyou knew about the existence of the altar very early, and also knew that the altar could preserve the holy soul, but she didn't know what the intention of the altar was to preserve the holy soul.

Now that I think about it, the only one who really knows the secrets of the altar is probably the two Golden Lion Beast Emperors, and Emperor Ming trusts them more than anyone else.

"The Burial Mountain Range, why did you send the altar to the Burial Mountain Range, what is there?" Zhang Ruochen looked puzzled, feeling very puzzled.

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