Chapter Twenty-Eight: Misfortune is a curse
When Lian Du heard this, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the nine people in the painting, the man on the left side of the picture, but when he was standing, his eyes were slightly narrowed, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his appearance was very familiar, which made Lian Du feel familiar, and he was hazy and not really bright.
Lian Duel's mind flashed in his mind, and he blurted out, "Oh! this person isβ"
Before he finished speaking, the Divine Nine Pavilion Elder had already figured out the thoughts of Liandu, and then said with a smile: "Good eyesight, you just met this person, he is the old man of the Xuanbing Clan's Holy Ancestor, Chu Lingtian." He was young at the time, and you saw him as an old man. β
Lian Jue nodded in astonishment, looking at Chu Lingtian who appeared in the Book of Heaven, wearing a lake blue brocade robe sparkling, and between his demeanor, there was a majestic righteousness, which was really far from the old man of the Holy Ancestor who looked like a human for three points and a ghost for seven points in the Xuanbing Heavenly Giant Rock.
Lian Duel's gaze had just left Chu Lingtian, swept left and right on the screen, and suddenly fell towards the person in the center. The other eight people in the painting are either tense or dangerous, but this person is different, he is empty-handed, his expression is leisurely and lazy, and he stands calmly.
Somehow, even the determination swelled up with an inexplicable fascination and closeness, and he looked at this person without squinting, and gradually became distracted.
"Lianduan!" "The elder of the Divine Nine Pavilion shouted, dragging the elder of the Nine Pavilions out of his thoughts, and asked in a sneering manner: "Elder of the Nine Pavilions, who is this person in the center?"
The elder of the Nine Divine Pavilions was silent for a while, and said quietly: "The head of the Seven Clans, the Holy Ancestor of the Void Clan, the Desolate God. β
Lian Du couldn't tell what he felt for a while, but he breathed a sigh of relief. The elder of the Nine Pavilions of the Divine Nine Pavilion said loudly: "Seven of these nine people are the Holy Ancestors who created the Seven Clans of the Ancient Ages, and since then for thousands of years, the Seven Clans have endured, and their reputation, exercises, and attainments are all above the common people. You should know the names of the Seven Ancient Clans, right?"
Lian Du nodded, and said one by one: "Solid, Flame, Light, Spirit, Xuan Bing, Night Spirit, Void!"
"That's good!" the Elder of the Nine Divine Pavilion affirmed: "It seems that the Ancient Seven Clans have been hidden for a long time, and their prestige is still in the hearts of the people!"
Lian Jue followed the words of the Divine Nine Pavilion Elder and said: "Divine Nine Pavilion Elder, it seems that except for the Xuanbing Clan and the Gu Clan, the other five ancient clans have all disappeared. β
"This time, that time, invisible, does not mean that there is none. The elder of the Nine Pavilions said briefly, and as soon as he spoke, he mentioned a duel, "You have to know that what you see may not be terrible, and those who are dormant in the dark should not be underestimated!"
The first one to cross Lian Duel's mind was the snow python that came and went without a trace just now, and Lian Du nodded hurriedly.
Seeing that Lian Du was still a little understanding, the old voice of the Divine Nine Pavilion was also a little brighter, and asked, "Then have you ever heard of the holy relics of the Ancient Seven Clans?"
Holy Relic!
These two words were like copper fists and iron arms, rushing into the depths of Liandu's mind, and ramming them down heavily! The voices and smiles of the parents and relatives flashed, and then disappeared like bubbles.
Lian Duel reacted suddenly, this mystery may be related to his own life experience, Lian Duel clasped his hands into fists, and said resolutely: "The younger generation is willing to hear about it!"
"Hey!" a sigh came from the Nine Monuments of the Gods, shuttling through the dense clouds and mist, like a howling wind. "The seven holy relics are the foundation of the ancient seven clans, which have the power of opening up the world and destroying the world. In this Yan Yan Continent, there is nothing that can compete with the holy relics, so it has attracted too many people to compete for it. It can be said that the Seven Saints are both auspicious and vicious, and as soon as mortals touch it, they will immediately disappear, and it is conceivable that if it is in the world, it will be destroyed and decayed wherever it goes, and there will be no way to live!"
Lian Du thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Since when you touch the holy object, your body will be wiped out, how can you use it for the people of the Seven Clans?"
"This-" I didn't expect the duel to be quite insightful, and the old man of the Nine Pavilions smiled and said: "I have my own way, and when the time is ripe in the future, you will naturally know." β
Lian Never agreed, and sneered: "If you don't know how to use the holy relics, you chase after them in a daze, won't you go to death in vain?"
"You kid, you see it pretty thoroughly, but you know what, the moth threw itself into the flames and didn't think it would burn to death? Once a person is controlled by greed and sees others chasing after him, he will blindly obey him, and he will not have time to think about whether he can save his life! In recent years, there have been few bloody storms and rains on the Yanwei Continent because of the competition for the Seven Saints?
Speaking of this, the elder of the Nine Pavilions was heartbroken, and his voice gradually declined.
Lian never expected that the Seven Sages of the ancient clan, which made the world flock to it, have been passed down to this day, and there are few written records, and he knows almost nothing about it.
Lian Duel's eyes turned sharply and asked, "Elder of the Nine Pavilions, if the holy relics really fall into the hands of people who can use them, what will be the effect?"
"It's a long story, you're still young, your knowledge is limited, and you may not understand it, I'll just say one of them, you should have heard that the holy relics contain powerful divine powers, and they can give people soul power!"
"Soul power!" The spirit of the continuous duel was lifted, and the soul power that cultivators coveted the most turned out to be from the holy relics!
Soul power can be described as an innate and unattainable talent! With the understanding of the duel, only a handful of Xuanbing people have the soul power in the huge Hanging River, even if they are dueling themselves, they are also envious and eager for soul power from the bottom of their hearts.
The Elder of the Nine Divine Pavilions didn't agree with Lian Duel's thoughts, and snorted coldly: "For holy relics, soul power is just a drop in the bucket, it's nothing! It's just that with the disappearance of the Ancient Seven Clans, soul power is much more precious. Duel, do you envy people with soul power?"
Lian Du nodded sincerely, and said: "If you say you don't envy, it's definitely a lie, but it's useless to be envious, the talent is backward, it's a big deal to make up for it the day after tomorrow, it's not too much." After all, there are promising masters on the Yanwei Continent, and not all of them are Gu people. β
Lian Duel said, his voice gradually sank, his eyebrows locked, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
The old man of the Divine Nine Pavilion said heartily: "Say whatever you want, just say it!"
Lian Duel turned his head back to the treacherous flame on his back spine, this is what Lian Duel is most concerned about, "For ten years, I have been carrying that strange fire on my back, constantly sucking the Xuanbing True Qi I cultivated, it doesn't matter if I have talent or not, this is what annoys me the most!"
"Oh, it still squeezes your internal strength?" Elder Shenjiu Pavilion was obviously taken aback, and said again: "But I can feel that you have reached the Six Realms of Xuan Ice, and it seems that you have not been affected!"
Lian Du shook his head, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of bitterness, "In the past ten years, my cultivation has only decreased but not increased, and every time I have a little improvement, I was burned by that strange fire, and I returned to the original point." But just today, I inexplicably broke through the Six Realms of Xuanbing in one fell swoop!"
The voice in the Nine Monuments of the Gods disappeared, and the surroundings were as quiet as if there was no one, and after a while, the Elder of the Nine Pavilions said solemnly: "It's no wonder, today is not only the Hanging River Ancestor Worship Ceremony, but also the ten-year extremely cloudy day, only when the day is extremely cloudy, can you completely suppress the thing behind your back." Ten years ago, if it weren't for the same extremely cloudy day, even Mo ...... him"
The voice of the elder of the Nine Pavilions of God stopped abruptly, realizing that he had said something that he shouldn't have said......