The person in front of me is a typical representative.

Everyone also knows why, because this old man still believes in the legend that on the day the hidden building is reopened, he can ascend to the immortal.

Eight thousand years, for the monks is too long, the infant god continues to be generations, all of them are the continuation of eight or nine generations, many things in the hidden building have become real legends, and they have become legends about the era of the Immortal League.

That mythical story with the era of Xianzun in the world.

Now in recent years, except for the Li family, there are fewer and fewer people who have focused on seeking the ultimate reward of the blood coffin of the hidden building.

Without it!

It's too difficult to get qualifications, the magic weapon of Zhenlou has no feelings, and it won't be accommodating at all, only recognizing qualifications such as contribution, talent, and whether the background is sufficient, and getting a sleeping place.

And the minimum condition is that the infant god is at the peak of cultivation, at least proficient in more than ten Dao systems, of course, it is not a condensation core, just a cultivation of Taoism.

But even so, is this something that a normal person can do?

······

Under the inquiry of everyone's eyes, the old man Li Wangzu was silent for a moment, and said: "I don't know the specifics, this meeting was personally notified by the Turtle Spirit Ancestor. ”

"Turtle Spirit Ancestor has woken up again?"

"The meeting that the Ancestor let go?"

"Is there anything important to announce?"

"Could it be that the legend in the building is true, the period of eight thousand years is approaching, and our hidden building is going to reopen the world?"

“·······”

When several people heard this, they all came to the spirit.

As long as it is an orthodox disciple of the hidden vein, there is no respect for the Turtle Spirit Ancestor. After all, this is an existence that has guarded the hidden veins for nearly eight thousand years.

More than once, he helped the hidden vein survive the crisis of the broken generation.

If it weren't for the protection of this person, let alone maintaining the current situation, the inheritance would have been broken long ago.

After all, the Immortal Alliance no longer exists, and their special identity cannot be known by the sect, and if they find out, they may be regarded as traitors.

In such a situation, most of them came step by step from ordinary disciples.

The old man Li Wangzu shook his head silently in the face of everyone's inquiries, and said, "I don't know what the specific thing is. ”

When several people heard this, they all fell silent.

"I heard that the Li family has found the ancient ruins that they have been looking for in the vein?" Among the four, the man in the power suit who belonged to the master of the Wanyu Dark Hall suddenly changed the subject.

"Sort of!" Li Wangzu replied.

"Is this legend true? What's inside the Secret Realm? The god of Daqian's Divine Capture Mansion Commander answered and asked.

Li Wangzu shook his head and said, "I don't know that the secret realm key has been sent out." ”

"Huh!"

"Huh?"

"Sent out?"

"This ······"

"Turtle Spirit Ancestor mandatory!" Before everyone spoke, the old man Li Wangzu added in time.

"Okay!"

"It's really ······"

"What is this going on, Ancestor?"

"By the way, how is the recent battle situation of your Wanyu?"

"I heard we're going to form an alliance again?"

"No matter how much the alliance is formed, it is impossible to return to the era of the unity of the Immortal Alliance, and it is impossible for our hidden vein to appear in the world!"

“······”

The crowd was gathered, and since they didn't know the purpose, while waiting, they began to talk familiarly.

Most of the people who can become the rulers of the hidden vein go out from the underground palace, and after they have achieved success, they will occasionally come back to teach, and even many people come back to support the elderly when they are old, and they have a stronger sense of belonging here than the sect.

Therefore, everyone is very familiar with each other, chatting with one and no one.

After such a long time, the old man Li Wangzu suddenly moved, and without saying a word, he disappeared in place, leaving four phantoms facing each other for a while.

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The words are divided into two ends, and then Wang Zijia will be said.

Because of Chu Jiefu's celebration at the beginning, Wang Zijia's demon anchor points have spread all over Changbao.

The Burial Sword Valley, a holy place for cultivation in Changbaozhou, will of course be visited by many people.

Wang Zijia chose an ordinary target as an anchor point, escaped from the sea of knowledge, and left with his hidden figure before opening the passage and allowing the body to come to the Burial Sword Valley.

Today's Burial Sword Valley and the 8,000-year-old Black Pool Valley have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Probably because of the original war, the canyon area was expanded several times, including the exit direction.

It is not even a canyon anymore, because only half of it is embedded in the mountains, and the other half borders the plains outside.

A huge majestic castle, built along the lake in the middle of the valley, does not spread out of the mouth of the valley, and extends far away. It's like a city embedded in a mountain.

In the mountain on the right side of the canyon, there is a huge mountain, which has been sharpened into a sword tablet inserted into the ground with great mana, the tip of the sword is half cut into the earth, and the hilt and body of the sword are exposed.

Valley of the Buried Swords

The red dust sword is honored as an immortal, and the talent is shocking to the world;

should have been free to walk in the sky, but let all sentient beings owe it here; ——

In the 113th year of the immortal fall, Li Lan wrote a book for Sheng Hong Sword Immortal.

On the sword stele, there is an inscription that is not very classic, which has not disappeared for thousands of years, obviously with mana infection and long-term formation protection.

Looking at the sword tablet, Wang Zijia's figure floating in the air paused.

Li Lan?

She should be regarded as the only god who can be regarded as a friend of Wang Zijia at the beginning!

Although they don't have a deep relationship, they have a similar philosophy.

After a moment of trance, Wang Zi Jiacai was in the sky above the city, closed his eyes and carefully sensed the location of the demon aura for a moment.

"Huh? Is it underground? It seems that the hidden vein has continued the tradition of the underground palace! ”

With a smile, Wang Zijia's mana fluctuated and fled underground.

After going deep for dozens of zhang, Wang Zijia felt that he was blocked by the formation and could not continue to dive.

The level of the formation is actually very high, it is enough to reach the level of the peak of the sixth grade, and it is too difficult to sneak in without being alarmed!

"Call the door?"

"Or call someone to open the door?"

Wang Zijia thought about it for a moment, and finally felt that it was not good.

For a moment, an idea made Wang Zijia's eyes light up.

"Seems a bit high-profile? Well, let's just raise the profile a little more! ”

Wang Zijia thought about it, made a decision, and quietly retreated.

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Today's Burial Sword Valley is the same as in the past, under the illumination of the morning light, this border city, an ancient city with a history of thousands of years, where immortals and mortals live, slowly woke up.

As the sun rises, it gradually falls into busyness.

Under the reddish morning sun, people start a new day of life.

"Look, what's wrong with the sky!"

"Is this the sunset?"

"Are you sleeping, or are you kicking your dreams?"

"It's really like a fire burning clouds, the sky is full of colorful clouds, I probably didn't wake up!"

"Idiot, don't you feel the sword aura rushing into the sky? Obviously, there are immortals coming! ”

"Such a big show? Isn't it a god who has come? ”

“······”

In the midst of everyone's words, I saw that in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, an old figure suddenly rose to the sky, and the mana surged, and the coldness spread all over the sky, as if it was about to freeze half of the sky.

After the old man Li Wangzu stimulated his momentum to the limit, he whispered coldly: "I don't know which Taoist friend came to my Changbao Burial Sword Valley, and I couldn't welcome it from afar, so don't blame it!" ”

The sound was accompanied by icy frost, which made everyone's hearts feel agitated and subconsciously look at the sky.

The burning clouds in the sky did not subside because of this, but spread a little more, but they were not turbulent, which made Li Wangzu frown slightly.

Don't wait for him to do anything.

"Fight!"

"Fight! Fight for ······"

In the next moment, a sword roar resounded through the Burial Sword Valley, and the five sword intents rushed into the sky.

Li Wangzu also turned his head in an instant and looked at the east.

At the end of the endless wilderness forest sea, where the morning sun rises, there seems to be a shocking sword immortal stepping into the sky.

The other party's pace is not too fast, on the contrary, it can be said that he is strolling leisurely.

But what made Li Wangzu not dare to act rashly was that the other party not only had a sword aura that shocked the world, but also that every step he took out was an instant distance of a hundred zhang forward, which was not an illusion of too fast speed, but a pure spatial flicker.

This kind of method is already equivalent to the legendary magic power.

"Boom!"

"Knock knock!"

As he walked, the soles of Chiguo's feet stepped into the void space, and faint ripples spread, accompanied by a light sound like a beat.

It seems to be the sound of footsteps, as if it is a unique rhythm of music, and it is as if it is knocking on the door, informing the owner of the place that there are cyclamen coming from afar.

The huge movement had already alarmed countless monks, and many people floated up, watching from a distance as the man walked in the air with his hands behind his back.

The other party's face is vague, he can't see it really, and he doesn't seem to want to be seen. The long silver hair is a little dazzling and striking, and he seems to be very old.

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword"

"A Look at the Prosperity of the World"

"The heart of youth is always a little frivolous"

"Now you're at home"

“······”

When the figure was about to reach the sky above the city, a song with a strange tune sounded in the sky.

As if cheering for the arrival of the old man.

The fiery clouds in the sky seemed to be responding to it, surrounded by five dark red long swords, the sword intent that rushed into the sky, and the exaggerated aura fluctuated, but it was impossible to see the specific cultivation.

This amazing scene made everyone fall into a stupor.

"Is it really the Divine Monarch coming?"

"The movement is so big, is it an overhaul of the original god?"

"This posture can't be here to find fault, right?"

"Do you hear the song?"

"I heard it, although it's a little weird, but how does it feel so familiar!"

"Can you not be familiar with it, in the biography, isn't the sound of Sheng Hong Sword Immortal's feathering ······ Well? ”

"Silver-haired? Five swords? Ballad? It can't be! ”

"it!"

"Isn't the reincarnation of Sheng Hong's Sword Immortal Legend based on legends, a book written blindly? This...... Isn't it apocryphal? ”

“······”

The crowd was amazed at its amazing momentum;

guess who the other party is, and come here to do something;

There are also those who are starting to prepare to run······

In the sky, Li Wangzu saw that Wang Zijia had come to the sky above the Burial Sword Valley, and the dark red long sword began to slightly absorb his breath, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that he is a friend or an enemy?

He wanted to come up and ask for something.

"Whew!"

The next moment, in front of his eyes, a cyan streamer shot out from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion again, and rushed to the silver-haired old man like lightning.

As the blue light stopped, everyone saw the figure in the green light clearly.

It was a palm-sized small green jade turtle, four white jade-like turtles, with a green jade back shell, round head, round feet, and even a round body, which looked quite cute.

Seeing this figure, everyone was subconsciously stunned.

As the guardian god of long-term protection, the Turtle Spirit Ancestor is almost unknown to everyone whether it is its huge dragon turtle form or its cute appearance today.

It's just that it's been a long time since I've seen this form.

What made everyone even more sluggish was that they saw the little green jade turtle, with tears in his eyes, looking at the silver-haired old man with a blurred face with a worried face, and asked expectantly: "Father, is it you?" ”

The old man with a blurred face seemed to show a smile and said, "Xiao Ling'er, I haven't seen you for more than 7,500 years, but you're fine!" ”

The voice is not old, but very young, very magnetic, but with some vicissitudes.

is such a simple dialogue, but it makes people feel like they have been struck by lightning!

"Whew!"

With Wang Zijia's words, the turtle spirit seemed to confirm something, and rushed directly into Wang Zijia's arms, crying:

"Stinky Dad, leave Ling'er alone, for so many years, Ling'er has to guard so many people······"

Cultivators: "······"

For a moment, the monk was stunned on the spot.

The silver-haired old man said helplessly to the little milk turtle crying in his arms: "It's thousands of years old, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at." ”

When the sluggish crowd heard this, they all bowed their heads and said nothing, as if they didn't see it.

"I don't care, Ling'er is miserable. In the prosperous era, they just fell asleep, and they left Ling'er alone, and they had to keep watching, more than 7,000 years, what a long time! "The little milk turtle is sprinkling in her arms, just like at the beginning.

Wang Zijia was speechless for a while.

Li Wangzu was stunned for a while, and then stepped forward cautiously, and said with a little doubt: "Old ancestor, who are you?" ”

Without waiting for Gu Ling'er to speak, Wang Zijia beckoned and shrouded Li Wangzu, and in a special hidden circle, his face was also revealed.

Looking at Wang Zijia's appearance, Li Wangzu was stunned, and then looked at Gu Ling'er, he said in a trembling voice: "Shenghong Old Ancestor? ”

It seems that more than 8,000 years ago, the Changbao Li family still has his portrait, or a photo.

"Hmm!" Wang Zijia nodded lightly and said, "My reincarnated appearance has not changed much, and I don't want my reincarnated body to be exposed for the time being, so I won't show up." ”

"Let the world know that I am coming!"

Li Shenghong's appearance is not the slightest difference from his deity before, and after half a year of his slight adjustment, there is a little difference, but only a little, just like twin brothers, a discerning person can see the connection at a glance.

"Grandson understood!" Li Wangzu immediately saluted!

"Let's go, take me to see what the hidden vein is like now, and what it has become to be cared for by my Ling'er." Wang Zijia took the little milk turtle out of his arms and said so.

"Hmm!" Gu Ling'er nodded, took Wang Zijia, fled below, and disappeared into the City Lord's Mansion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today my ancestor of the Li family has returned, and where I am disturbed, I still hope for Haihan!" Li Wangzu saluted everyone between his words.

The cultivators, who had already guessed, received an affirmative reply, and their faces were shocked.

The famous sword immortal eight thousand years ago, no matter how he survived until now, he is a super antique, right?

It is also the old ancestor of the Great Qianshen Jing Sect Mansion, the master of the Demon Tower of Wanyu Town, and the other big guys, who can be regarded as people of that era!

Almost the next moment it was confirmed, the entire Burial Sword Valley exploded directly.

Today's Burial Sword Valley is destined not to be an ordinary day.

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(End of chapter)