The mortal things invented by the mortal body can reverse the heavens and the earth, and I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Is the road simple?

The Great Elder's face showed a look of amazement, "Incredible, unimaginable!"

"Hey!"

Captain Yao Meng sighed, with loneliness, and said with great regret: "When I visited the master yesterday, the master also explained to me the truth of the lightning rod, what static electricity, conductors, and pathways, but unfortunately my understanding is too poor, my strength is not enough, I didn't understand a word, otherwise, I can't understand the truth of the avenue." ”

Zhou Dacheng opened his mouth and said: "Where is the words of the master so easy to comprehend, eighty percent is too high. ”

Yao Mengji suddenly asked, "By the way, the heavens and the earth have changed greatly, have you ever contacted the ancestors of the Linxian Dao Palace to try?"

Qin Manyun opened his mouth and said, "Master, we have tried to get in touch. ”

"How?"

Qin Manyun frowned slightly and said, "It's true that it's no longer as unresponsive as before, but although the ancestral stele is lit up, it is still difficult to communicate with the ancestor as before." ”

"It seems that the path of immortality has indeed begun to open. ”

Yao Mengji nodded, and continued: "I guess it may be because the great changes in heaven and earth have just begun, so most of the immortal paths are still cut off, and the price we spent is not big enough, so we can't get in touch, so we don't have to worry about it in advance, let's wait for the future development." ”

At the same time, in the Qingyun Valley.

In the deepest part of the underground of the main hall.

It's a huge space, but it's empty, and there are only three things in it.

A long wooden table, a milky stone, and a stove for burning incense.

Gu Changqing took Gu Ziyao's sister and brother, and the three elders of Qingyun Valley accompanied him, standing respectfully in front of the wooden table together, their faces were extremely solemn.

"Alright, let's get started!"

Gu Changqing took a deep breath and slowly paced forward.

First, he bowed three times to the milky white stone in front of the wooden table, and then bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out and sprinkled on the stone.

Suddenly, the milky white stone began to glow, illuminating the entire interior.

Gu Changqing and the others were all shocked, and then they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly picked up the incense and lit it.

Then he respectfully held the long incense in his hand, and said extremely reverently: "The eleventh generation of Qingyun Valley, Gu Changqing, please come to the ancestors!"

As the sound fell, the bursts of smoke floating above the long incense actually began to change lanes, no longer upward, but lying sideways, drifting towards the milky white stone, the smoke merged into the stone, and suddenly it was bright.

The blood on it also contracts rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Everyone held their breath, and they didn't dare to breathe, and they were nervous to the extreme.

"Buzz!"

In the void, there were ripples, like spatial ripples, and a vast and boundless aura suddenly emerged from the audience.

Immediately after, the milky white stone was brightened to the extreme, and the brilliance shot straight into the sky, and then, above the brilliance, an illusory figure slowly emerged.

After being in a trance for a moment, the figure was slightly stunned and said, "Changqing?"

Gu Changqing's eyes suddenly turned red, as if he had seen the most dear relative, and he couldn't help but take two steps forward and choked up: "Grandpa!"

The phantom's eyes suddenly turned red, and he said excitedly: "It's really you, good grandson!"

Gu Changqing hurriedly called Gu Ziyao's sister and brother over, "Grandpa, this is my pair of children, Gu Ziyao and Gu Ziyu, you two hurriedly met your great-grandfather." ”

Gu Ziyao's sister and brother were extremely nervous, and said solemnly: "Great-grandfather." ”

"Hahaha, both children and daughters, not bad!" the phantom couldn't help laughing, shaking a little with excitement.

After laughing for a while, the phantom said, "By the way, what about your father? I remember that when I ascended, he was already at the peak of the Tribulation." ”

Gu Changqing's eyes darkened, and he sighed and said: "Three thousand years ago, the demons were raging, and my father came to do evil during the demon sealing period, although he was finally suppressed, but my father also died. ”

The phantom also showed a sad look, and then sighed and said: "My generation of monks, life and death are ordinary, my Qingyun Valley counts you a total of eleven generations of valley masters, which one is not an amazing and glamorous generation? I am only three people who can really fly to become immortals! The road to becoming an immortal is uncertain, the future is uncertain, and I don't know how many monks have been buried halfway!"

Gu Changqing gritted his teeth and said: "Three thousand years ago, because the demons learned that the path of immortals was cut off, we couldn't invite the immortals to come, so we dared to attack Qingyun Valley unscrupulously, that year, almost the entire immortal cultivation world set off a bloody storm, countless casualties, it is really hateful!"

"For so many years, the path of immortals has been cut off, and the mortal world has weakened, which has indeed given the demon world a chance to take advantage of, but fortunately, you have survived. ”

The phantom was surprised: "It's just that I didn't expect that the Immortal Fan Road actually showed signs of reopening." ”

"Grandpa, I know a little about this, there is a ...... in our mortal world" Gu Changqing said in awe: "Saint!"

"Holy ...... Saint?"

The phantom couldn't help but shake his head, and said with a smile: "Impossible, not to mention the mortal world, even in the current fairy world, saints only exist in legends, I'm afraid that only ancient times will exist such characters, your knowledge is too shallow, don't say such ignorant words, it's good to become a laughing stock, maybe you will offend the real saint." ”

Gu Changqing hurriedly said: "Grandpa, I'm serious! A few days ago, the ancestor of the Liu family came down and was directly killed by that master's calligraphy, and for this reason, he also poked a hole in the sky! I was at the scene!"

The phantom shook twice in shock, "The ancestor of the Liu family is just a cultivator in the early stage of the Heavenly Immortals, and there are many people who can kill him, but to break the gap between the immortals and the mortals from the mortal world, this kind of means, is it a golden immortal? Or is it with the help of some special magic weapon left over from the mortal world in ancient times? There should never be such a great power in the mortal world!"

He thought about all kinds of possibilities, if it weren't for the fact that Gu Changqing was his grandson and he was full of trust in Gu Changqing, I was afraid that it would be directly regarded as nonsense.

Gu Changqing gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, that master also left a painting. ”

"Oh, show me, maybe you can guess one or two of its strength, and see if it's true or not. The phantom suddenly became interested and couldn't wait.

Gu Changqing solemnly took out the picture scroll and reminded: "Please also ask grandpa to get ready." ”

The phantom smiled slightly, and said proudly: "You don't have to, my first generation of Qingyun Valley's valley lord has soared, amazingly talented, and he is also a sect founder in the fairy world, although I have no blood relationship with him, but I am also from Qingyun Valley, he takes good care of me, I naturally mix well, you can open it, right?"

Gu Changqing nodded, and slowly spread out the scroll in his hand.

Suddenly, on the golden crow day, the golden flames in the sky swept down from the picture scroll.

Gu Changqing's realm was not enough, so he didn't feel this kind of pressure deeply, but the phantom was stunned for a moment, and the picture scroll was only halfway open, and he felt a vast and boundless aura suppressing it, making his brain buzz and almost lose consciousness directly.

Majestic, sacred, terrifying, and...... Hot!

It's scary, it's scary!

In just a moment, the phantom had almost turned into air, and the extremely weak voice came eagerly, "Stop! Don't open it again, I can't bear it! Close the scroll quickly, summon me again, re-summon ......"