"The bloodline on this woman's body is the legendary eight-colored holy blood that was bred in the Immortal Ancient Era. Legend has it that in the ancient era of immortals, there was a sage king, with eight colors of eyebrows, born with chaos in his hands, with a heavenly constitution in his mouth, able to spur the mountains and rivers, and serve the stars, and his grasp of the avenue reached the extreme. ”

"This woman is now divided into two eyebrows, I am afraid that like the old monkey in Manglin, she is also the blood of the ancestors, if she can go to the end and reproduce the glory of the ancestral blood, I am afraid that even if she is a great sage, it will be difficult to be an enemy. This kind of bloodline is no worse than the two little female dolls of the Golden Crow clan and the Sun Shooting Divine Mountain. ”

Ning Tianshi didn't know how many geniuses he had seen in his long years, so he never praised him easily, and being able to let him speak to this point was enough to see how rebellious this girl's bloodline was.

The ancient sage of the eight-colored eyebrows was actually no stranger to Chu Ling. According to the ancient books of the earth: "When Di Yao was young, he was born with visions, his eyebrows were colorful, his benevolence was like the sky, and his wisdom was like a god. It is like the sun, looking at it like a cloud, not arrogant or uncomfortable. ”

In other words, this female disciple of the Immortal Feather God Dynasty should be the descendant of Di Yao, one of the five emperors of ancient times.

Chu Ling felt as if his lung lobes were being grasped, and his breathing immediately became rapid. It seems that the three emperors and five emperors, the people in the history of the earth, have really existed in this world, and they have left a good bloodline.

As soon as he thought of this, Chu Ling's heart gave birth to a little hope, if these people really existed, it proved that there was indeed a way to shuttle between the two realms.

Just as he was out of his mind, the sharp gaze of the first gray-robed old man pulled him out of his contemplation.

The eyes are as deep as the starry sky, and the cultivation is not deep, and the soul is not solid, and if you are not careful, you will get lost in it. Being looked up and down by that all-knowing gaze, Chu Ling felt a little uncomfortable, and moved slightly.

However, this little action didn't help at all, the old man's gaze became sharper and sharper, Chu Ling's back was drenched in cold sweat, and he felt a coercion from the Great Dao.

The young people sitting on both sides of the gray-robed old man looked at Chu Ling playfully with their chins touched, as if they were guessing how long this kid would be able to hold on.

And the eight-colored girl's eyes showed a look of disappointment, she thought that this young man who was led in by the emperor was a good opponent, but it turned out that she was wrong.

"Damn, I'm still careless, I didn't expect to really enter the thief's den this time. Chu Ling withstood the coercion of the gray-robed old man, scolding secretly, while anxiously calculating the way out, now Ning Tianshi is not in good shape, he may not be the opponent of this Dacheng King, the situation is not optimistic.

The gray-robed old man's gaze became sharper and sharper, and in the end, he was a little ruthless, and Chu Ling's neck was tightened every minute, like a little mouse who had been under the thunder, trembling.

Some of the young men in those two columns had already let out a shameless sneer.

"Damn!" Finally, an angry voice broke through the oppressive atmosphere and came from the depths of Chu Ling's throat, in this silent bronze hall, it was as breathtaking as thunder on the ground.

Everyone seemed to be drunk by the thunder sound of the Buddha Gate, and they all lost their minds for a short time, and when they came to their senses, they saw that at some point, a subtle formation had appeared under Chu Ling's feet.

Ninety-nine eighty-one silver-white rays of light flowed out from the ground, spreading out like mercury, swirling around him, dissipating all the coercion of the gray-robed old man into invisibility.

The breath on Chu Ling's body has undergone earth-shaking changes in an instant, and at this moment, he is like a moonlit night king, suppressing the world, and there are thousands of wails between his gestures.

Everyone in the bronze hall even clearly heard the roar of the dragon, coming from the ground, shaking this bronze hall full of divine avenues again and again.

Everyone, including the gray-robed old man, was stunned, and the young people beside him showed unimaginable expressions.

With the support of the Earth Dragon Great Technique, Chu Ling's coercion that erupted in an instant completely shocked everyone.

"It's kind of interesting. ”

The gray-robed old man looked at Chu Ling playfully, and his eyes suddenly erupted with a demonic aura like Yue Ruyuan, and the sunlight projected outside the bronze hall was distorted by it.

Chu Ling, who was standing in the center of the bronze hall, snapped, and suddenly knelt on one knee, and the bones all over his body were crushed by the power that was enough to crush the stars, and a crisp bone explosion was released. "Ahh

The young man beside the gray-robed old man regained the contempt in his eyes, but in his eyes, there was a little more awe of the gray-robed old man, only the woman with colorful eyebrows looked at Chu Ling indifferently, but a trace of brilliance flashed in her eyes.

"Enough!" Just when Chu Ling's bones were crushed and shattered, Ning Tianshi's deep voice sounded in the lonely bronze hall, usually, Ning Tianshi's voice was noisy, with a bit of obscenity, but now in Chu Ling's ears, it was like a heavenly sound, his voice was like a breeze blowing on his face, and the cloud breeze lightly removed the coercion of the gray-robed old man.

Chu Ling felt light, at this moment, his whole body was completely wet with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Everyone was stunned, their mouths opened, and a whirring heat came out, even the gray-robed old man on the first seat was no exception.

Ning Tianshi slowly floated out of Chu Ling's head, and his light appearance was like a wisp of smoke rising up.

He stopped in the void, his translucent body rose and fell slightly, a milky white sleeve robe, with a supreme solemn expression and a white beard, a breath of immortal innocence came out.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Chu Ling would never have imagined that this old man with immortal wind and bones would be the same person as the obscene little old man in his mind.

The clear light on Ning Tianshi's body was still constantly popping out, and the clear light was mixed with inexplicable coercion, as if a big hand was pressing on everyone's heads, making them have to bow their heads.

"Holy ...... Saint!" the gray-robed old man's head was buried in his chest, like a frightened ostrich, and he moved his sedentary ass uncomfortably, his throat was extremely dry, and he struggled to squeeze out two simple syllables.

The girl with colorful eyebrows lowered her head slightly, and also staggered her curious gaze away from Ning Tianshi, and turned to the dark floor, not knowing what she was thinking.

As for the rest of the disciples, it can be described as prostrate and pious.

"The appearance of the Heavenly Master is really not covered, and it really looks like this. Chu Ling was hiding aside and muttering quietly, looking at the surrendered people, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Ning Tianshi took advantage of everyone's ignorance, turned his gaze to Chu Ling, glared at him fiercely, and squeezed his eyebrows again, suggesting that he should not show his stuffing, and immediately burrowed into Chu Ling's mind again.

He had just experienced a great war, and Ning Tianshi's vitality had not recovered, and he could not manifest for a long time, but his appearance was enough to make these people dare not act rashly.

Chu Ling smiled, patted his chest to make a guaranteed movement, coughed dryly, and cleared his throat.

When the people heard this, they buried their heads lower, thinking that the saint had some holy message.

Seeing them so respectful and pious, Chu Ling felt extremely relieved, but still said, "Okay, you can look up, his old man has already gone back." ”

Hearing this, the gray-robed old man cautiously raised his head, and sure enough, he didn't see Ning Tianshi's shadow, and his body suddenly straightened up, as if the bent fiberglass piece had lost its pressure, and immediately returned to its original state.

"Lord Chu League, I have offended a lot just now, and I ask for forgiveness, please come with me. The gray-robed old man coughed lightly twice, got up from the first seat, and led Chu Ling towards the deeper part of the palace.

The rest of the standing disciples, including the emperor of Xianyu, all prostrate on the ground respectfully, sending the two away, only the girl with colorful eyebrows followed the old man silently.

She wordlessly and skillfully lifted the robe of the gray-robed old man mopping the floor, like a humble maid.

Chu Ling saw it in his eyes, and secretly said to himself, this Immortal Feather Divine Dynasty's Taishang was too extravagant, and he actually used a dignified holy body as a servant, and even himself, an outsider, couldn't stand it anymore.

This kind of thought had just been born in Chu Ling's mind, and he was immediately ridiculed mercilessly by Ning Tianshi:

"Ignorance, boy, do you know that although the Holy Bodies have been scarce since the ages, they can be regarded as endless, but in the end, there are not many that have achieved the Holy Fruits?"

Chu Ling shook his head ignorantly.

"That's because God knows that there is more damage and more to make up for the deficiency, the ancient holy body is very good, this is the gift of heaven and earth, there must be a gain and a loss, so these ancient holy bodies in the sermon of the hardships, calamities, is also very great. ”

"More than eighty percent of the strongest holy bodies are often stuck in the last step, missing the last kick, and they can't break through for a lifetime, and they regret it for life. ”

Therefore, if the ancient holy body wants to become holy, it must conform to the way of heaven, and lose more than it is enough to worship it. Either educate the desolate people and bless all sentient beings, or they can slay demons and eliminate demons and defend the way, in short, they will accumulate merit and offset their innate karma, so that their achievements will come naturally, and these are the so-called meritorious saints. ”

This is also why most of the ancient saints have been passed down through the ages, because they have great merits for the human race and deserve to be praised through the ages. ”

Chu Ling showed a clear expression, and gradually understood that in the myths and legends of the earth, those saints and Mingjun: the Suiren clan drilled wood to make fire, the Fuxi clan created humanities, the Shennong clan tasted a hundred herbs, and the Xiahou clan's stepfather controlled the water......

I'm afraid these are all merit saints in Ning Tianshi's mouth.

When he was on Earth before, when he read these myths and stories, Chu Ling was still a little unimpressed, but now that he thinks about it, he realizes that it may be all true, and after thinking about it, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Chu Ling's back......