Chapter 342: Ancestor Resurrected?
In the north of Zhenlong City, 100,000 miles away, is a magnificent and vast mountain range, green and lush, full of ancient giant trees, thick old vines like water tanks, all over the mountains are entangled, all kinds of herbs are lush, bearing fragrant fruits, overflowing with aura.
The spirit here is rich, and the spiritual veins of the earth shuttle like a dragon, as if all the vitality between heaven and earth is concentrated here, just like a fairyland on earth, it has great benefits for cultivation, even if ordinary beasts grow here, they can also prolong their lives, and there is a great opportunity to open up their spiritual wisdom.
In the center of the mountain range, there is a majestic mountain, there are ten thousand feet high, towering into the clouds, surrounded by several beautiful peaks next to it, there are countless pavilions and buildings in the middle of the mountain, looking at it from afar, the figure is sufficient.
Here, it is the Golden Jade Sword Sect.
The Golden Jade Sword Sect has a long heritage, as early as hundreds of thousands of years ago, the ancestor of the founding sect has a golden jade sword technique, known for its sharpness, a wisp of sword intent can split the stars, break the mountains, and it is even rumored that this ancient mountain range is that he used supreme mana to cut off from the vast demon domain with a sword, and moved here.
Time is like water, for more than 100,000 years, the sect has been ups and downs, the general trend has been ups and downs, there have been strengths and declines, but it has always stood tall and become a behemoth in the cultivation world. When the Golden Jade Sword Sect was at its most glorious, there were three immortal ancestors, who overwhelmed the three holy sects, and all the sects in the world were at their peak.
Today, although the Golden Jade Sword Sect is not as good as it was back then, it is also a powerful sect that no one can provoke, with tens of thousands of disciples in the sect, hundreds of monks above the gods, and sixteen combined monks, three Mahayana masters, and it is rumored that there is also an immortal ancestor who has been in retreat all year round.
On this day, the entire mountain range suddenly emitted a huge earthquake, the earth shook and the mountains shook, tens of thousands of miles in a radius, all the disciples of the sect felt a powerful vibration, even the three Mahayana monks on the main peak were alarmed, and countless disciples were sent to run in all directions to find out the reason.
Almost at the same moment, a huge space full of mist, a huge coffin across the top of an ancient mountain, the sound of breathing came from the coffin, and with every exhalation, a monstrous gray mist broke through the sky, diffusing in all directions, covering everything in the sky.
Suddenly, two beams of dazzling light rose into the sky, like two heavenly pillars straight up to the sky, and the boundless mist receded like a tide, revealing a vague face, and a low voice slowly came out.
"The devil returns, the emperor is gone, the gate of heaven is wide open, and the old man has finally waited for this day......"
In a surging sea of fire, there is blazing magma flowing everywhere, a red stone, rising and falling in the depths of magma, faintly revealing a vague figure, the vicissitudes of life and the ancient atmosphere are permeated, and there is a strange smile: "It's still good what the old man said, finally wait for the door of heaven to open, in this life, you must see the end of that road, where it leads, whether it is heaven or hell, haha......"
At the same time, in the vast demon domain, there are all kinds of strange signs in many places, there are golden fortunes covering the sky, and there are also ancient mountains and rivers cracking, and the ancient river water returns against the current, revealing a huge cave with a deep and bottomless depth.
......
And in the Golden Jade Sword Sect, not far from the main peak, a low hilly land, misty, all kinds of forbidden runes densely packed, covering the entire ancient land, six disciples dressed in green clothes guarded in the middle, all of them were Jindan cultivators, cautiously watching the surrounding movements.
"Senior brother, do you know what's going on, there is such a big movement, even the elders in the sect have come out?" asked a monk, his big eyes bright and full of curiosity.
"Didn't the senior brother of the inner gate just say that the earth dragon turned over, it should be just a false alarm. The slightly older monk said, his eyes twinkling slightly.
"Hehe, senior brother's words are not true. ”
The monk who was close to him pursed his lips, his eyes were shining, and he said: "My Golden Jade Patriarch crossed the sky with a sword, and moved these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers from the depths of the Demon Domain, after more than 100,000 years, when did the earth dragon turn over, could it be that a divine object was born and alarmed the elders?"
"How is it possible, the birth of divine objects is generally carried by immeasurable divine light, Ruixia is all over the sky, besides, my Golden Jade Sword Sect has been established for more than 100,000 years, if there is a treasure, it has already been born, where is it the turn to get now. ”
"That'...... It's just that there is a strong enemy attacking the mountain, over the years, many scattered cultivators and demon cultivators are ready to move, eyeing our Golden Jade Sword Sect, could it be that they are attacking in a big way?"
"A strong enemy?"
The elder monk was disdainful, glanced at the curious people, and said, "Except for the three major holy sects, there are few people in this world who are in the eyes of my Golden Jade Sword Sect. Three hundred years ago, a Mahayana monk attacked, broke the ban on a mountain peak, and slaughtered thousands of disciples, but no one gave up, wanting to attack the main peak and destroy the inheritance of my sect.
"How? Could it be that the Immortal Ancestor of my sect made a move?" everyone was surprised, and they were even more curious about the follow-up development.
"The Ancestor didn't appear, but just dropped a finger from above the clouds of the main peak. ”
The elder monk's face was full of worship and respect, and he continued: "A finger crossed the sky for thousands of miles, crushed the blue sky, shook the mountains and rivers, and with just a flick, the Mahayana monk was shattered, and the form and spirit were destroyed, and even the primordial spirit could not escape. ”
Hiss -
Everyone was shocked, shocked, and his face was indescribably shocked, a Mahayana monk, an almost invincible master in the world, but he couldn't help a finger of the ancestor, it is conceivable that there is an ancestor in the Jinyu Sect who is as stable as Mount Tai, and can be immortal.
"The strength of my Golden Jade Sect is not at all what you can imagine. ”
The elder monk glanced at everyone and saw that all eyes fell on him, full of surprise, and then said slowly: "Although the old man's cultivation is not high, he has been cultivating in the gate for a long time, reading a large number of ancient books and secret histories, and pondering for hundreds of years, before he got a clue that the most powerful foundation of my Golden Jade Sword Sect is not in the main peak, but in this ancient tomb that we are guarding." ”
"Isn't it the place where the sages of the sect of all generations sit, what else can there be besides the bones?" someone asked puzzled.
"Is it the inheritance of the ancestors?"
One person exclaimed, and several people showed a look of shock, and the fire in their eyes skyrocketed, sweeping around like a torch, and they couldn't wait to open the surrounding mounds and explore the treasures inside.
"Fool, the inheritance magic weapons of your predecessors have all fallen in the Dharma Transmission Hall and the Treasure Pavilion, how can they be left in the coffin. ”
"That'...... What is it that Senior Brother said?"
"Not a treasure, but a legend. ”
The old monk said solemnly, his expression was very strict, making everyone look at each other, not daring to speak, and said softly: "According to various records in the old man's comprehensive door, from the patriarch of the sect to the elders of the past dynasties, before sitting down, they will bathe and change their clothes, meditate secretly for three days and three nights, prepare a grand ceremony, and then enter the ancient tomb in an extremely strange way. ”
"What's weird?"
When they entered the ancient tomb, they were not the slightest bit sad and sad, but they were extremely excited, as if it was a great chance to create, and even an elder shouted the words reincarnation and immortality, which were passed out by the disciples. ”
"What? Could it be that the predecessors who entered the ancient tomb can still be reincarnated?"
At this moment, all the monks were shocked, dumbfounded, their eyes were full of incredulity, looking back at the secluded ancient land, all kinds of rune prohibitions were shining, but they could no longer hide the cold air, a breeze blew, and the spirit shivered, and the cold hair stood on end.
"It is very likely that those predecessors are all supreme masters with amazing powers, free of their ability to reach the sky, maybe when our sect suffers the disaster of annihilation, these predecessors can be resurrected from the ancient tomb and guard the safety of my mountain gate. The elder monk said with a whimsical expression.
"Why do I feel a little cold, brother...... Will those seniors come out of the mausoleum one day?" The youngest monk was quite young, his face was blue at the moment, his legs trembled slightly, his eyes were glazed, and he showed signs of fainting.
"Well...... There is a possibility. The elder monk nodded, his eyes swept over everyone's expressions, but he showed a cunning look, and his heart was dark.
"Senior brother, don't be joking, it's not good to frighten a few junior brothers...... Uh......"
Another monk who was a little silent opened his mouth, and was about to dissuade him, when suddenly his eyes widened, a look of horror flashed, his face was full of fear, his face turned pale, he stretched out his arm tremblingly, pointed behind everyone, the corners of his mouth trembled, and muttered a few words: "Ancestor...... Division...... Resurrected ......"
Bang Dang -
This person's eyes rolled white, and he fainted in fright, everyone felt a cold breath surging behind them, their bodies stiffened, a layer of sweat rolled down their heads, and they barely turned their heads, and saw a hazy figure, walking step by step from the depths of the ancient tomb, the fat ancient Taoist robe on his body fluttering in the wind, it was the noble sage clothing of the Golden Jade Sword Sect.
Step, step, step......
The heavy footsteps, like a terrible ghost coming from hell, the boundless yin wind howled, and the terrible ghost hissed, as if a cold iceberg came out of the ground, freezing the bodies of the five people, and they couldn't move at all.
A thousand-year-old, or tens of thousands-old-timer, has been resurrected?
"You ......"
The faint voice came, only one word, but it was like the call of the devil, an indescribable evil breath roared, several people couldn't whisper at all, their hearts trembled, they felt that their heads were about to explode, and they lost consciousness with a bang.
Puff, puff......
In a moment, the other four also fainted in fright, their faces were pale, foaming at the mouth, and occasionally convulsed twice.
"This ...... Really lived...... I...... Just kidding......"
The older monk wanted to cry without tears, his eyes were straight, and he watched the figure get closer and closer, and he could only see a face as pale as paper, and his eyes were dark and strange, like a deep well, swallowing up a qiē light.
"You ......"
The hoarse voice was as unpredictable as a sword, piercing and low, the elder monk's soul suddenly ached, as if it had been smashed by a sledgehammer, the true yuan froze, he could no longer bear the incomparable pressure, poofed and fell to the ground, his eyes were dark, and he completely fainted.
Step, step......
The figure walked out of the mist of the ancient tomb, revealing a miserable white face, not very old, fifteen or sixteen years old, with a little scarlet blood stains on his body, slipping from the old Taoist robe.
"Grandma's ball drops, it hurts to death Young Master Ben, I didn't expect to get into the coffin as soon as I came out, and I had a fight with a dead ghost, I wanted to ask for directions, and I fainted with fright, is Ben Shao so ugly, it's really unlucky. (To be continued.) )