Chapter 787 - Each Has His Own Calculations
At this moment, Ao Qingqing slowly spoke: "Fellow Daoists, the stele that was split with a crack belongs to my Ao Qing ancestor, and it is precisely because of this crack that there is a gap in the prohibition, so only the treasures of my ancestor's offering table can be obtained, and the rest, even if they are true immortals, I am afraid that they will not be able to get their hands on them."
Immediately, she glanced at everyone again, and then said: "I have been letting out this news for a long time, and you can enter this place, which means that you are the descendants of the nine veins, and the ancestral teachings say that the nine veins of the ancients are like a family, as long as you help me, after you get the true scriptures of time, everyone can rub a copy."
Han Qing muttered in his heart, what kind of descendant of the Nine Veins, could it be that he is a person from another world?
At this moment, Ao Qingqing said, "Jin Daoyou, Gu Daoyou, you come to open the way, when you get closer, I have my own way to get the treasure."
The white-bearded old man and the middle-aged male cultivator nodded, and both took out the treasures and opened the way in front.
It's just that the further you go, the denser the purple gold flame becomes.
As the treasures of the two were damaged one by one, their faces became more and more pale.
But fortunately, the road ahead is quite smooth.
At this moment, a huge purple gold flame suddenly came, enveloping them in an instant.
In an instant, the terrifying heat caused everyone's fire-avoiding treasures to collapse.
Immediately, the group was all shrouded in this purple gold flame.
At this critical moment, Ao Qingqing waved his hand, and a piece of jade shot out, bursting out with a ball of blue light, which could block the invasion of this purple gold flame.
And when this purple gold flame swept past, Ao Qingqing suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"It's really bad luck, I didn't expect to encounter this kind of super flame cluster fused with hundreds of purple gold flames." Ao Qingqing's heart palpitated.
After that, she looked at Tu Jian'an and said, "Senior Brother Tu, we have all done our best, now let's ask Senior Brother to use his means."
Tu Jian'an smiled slightly, and said, "What Senior Sister said is extremely true, and it is incumbent on me to contribute, but I have a question that I want to ask this Han Daoyou."
Speaking of this, he didn't care whether Han Qingtong disagreed or not, and said, "Among the nine veins of the ancients, there should be no surname Han, and this place cannot be entered after the nine veins, and those who enter will be wiped out, so I want to ask Han Daoyou, what means did you use to protect yourself?"
As soon as Tu Jian'an's words came out, Ao Qingqing and the others all looked at Han Qing.
Han Qing's heart jumped, and more than a hundred thoughts flashed in his heart.
However, his expression was calm throughout.
And at this time, he understood why after entering this dingzhong, these people looked at him a little strangely.
It turned out that it was because he was not after the nine veins, but he was safe and sound.
It's just that he doesn't know, is it possible that he also has the blood of the nine veins flowing in his body?
No, it can't be.
At this moment, Han Qing remembered the Blood God's Inheritance Crystal, and when it entered here, it shook a little.
The Heavenly Scripture cultivated by the Taixu Blood God is a fusion of the bloodlines of the plundering world.
Most likely, this spar was once fused with the blood of the Nine Veins, so he was able to enter the online realm.
"Tu Daoyou is asking me? I don't know anything, I can't explain it, but Han is here, so I don't think I need to explain it anymore." Han Qing said lightly.
Tu Jian'an's face was a little ugly, Han Qing said it was equivalent to not saying it, and it was plausible, and there were many angles of interpretation.
At this time, Ao Qingqing spoke: "Senior Brother Tu, Han Daoyou is right, his appearance here has already explained everything, so there is no need to ask anything, I know that the master has given you a treasure that can make the world's ten thousand fires disperse in a certain period of time, it has reached this point, Senior Brother must not be stingy."
"Hahaha, Senior Sister Ao said so, Senior Brother, I will definitely not be stingy." Tu Jian'an said, and with a wave of his hand, a cyan bead appeared.
As soon as this green bead appeared, it immediately exploded.
Suddenly, there was a cyan wave of qi
Swept in all directions.
At this time, a group of people took the opportunity to rush inward and appeared in the central area.
Except for Han Qing, Ao Qingqing and the others were trembling with excitement.
These nine tablets are the monuments of their ancient ancestors.
"Fellow Daoists, now is not the time for you to sacrifice your ancestors, have you forgotten the purpose of our visit?" Han Qing saw that no one of the four moved, so he couldn't help but remind.
Ao Qingqing and the four of them came back to their senses, and they all stared at the offering table of Ao's tombstone, and their eyes seemed to be burning.
"Ao Daoyou, please." The middle-aged man surnamed Jin is a monk.
Ao Qingqing nodded, sat down cross-legged, and then took out the fragment of the True Sutra of Time.
Suddenly, she bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on it.
Suddenly, this jade slip shone brightly.
Han Qing squinted his eyes, full of vigilance.
The other three also looked solemn and solemn, ready to make a move at any time.
At this moment, the jade slip in Ao Qingqing's hand flew out and headed towards the offering table.
Suddenly, the two jade slips on the offering table that exuded the vicissitudes of life were attracted and flew up.
At this time, Ao Qingqing's face was pale, and blood was constantly spilling out of the seven orifices, as if he was getting more and more reluctant.
Finally, her damaged jade slip began to return with two ancient jade slips.
Everyone was excited, but they didn't dare to make any movement, and even their breathing involuntarily stopped.
But halfway through, the two ancient jade slips seemed to have encountered some resistance, and they stopped moving forward.
After a few breaths of stalemate, Ao Qingqing suddenly snorted and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
And those two jade slips with vicissitudes of life suddenly seemed to lose control and began to fall.
At this moment, the old man and the middle-aged male cultivator shot out at the same time, and one of them shot towards a jade slip.
Because of a hint of hesitation, Tu Jian'an also moved, but he fell behind, and his goal was the first jade slip.
"Three Taoist friends, don't do it, this thing has the mark of my Ao Qingqing, and it can't be touched unless you are a descendant of the Ao family, otherwise you will be counterattacked." Ao Qingqing shouted urgently.
However, when the white-bearded old man heard this, not only did he not stop, but he went faster.
The middle-aged male cultivator and Tu Jian'an also sped up.
The three of them came out with magic weapons and chased after the two jade slips.
At this moment, the white-bearded old man shouted,
Suddenly, he sacrificed a colorful rope, wrapped a jade slip, and instantly withdrew it into his Sumeru ring.
The old man laughed: "Ao Daoyou, the old man is fortunate not to be dishonored, and he finally helped you find one, but it will be kept by the old man for the time being, and it will definitely be returned later."