Jiang Chen knows Qinglian Patriarch very well. This is a living Buddha who can predict future good and bad luck. If he stays, it will not be aimless. Master Ran Feng has persisted for so many years in order to find his master.
Jiang Chen is more convinced and can conclude that the Qinglian ancestor must be imprisoned in this Shengyuan Hall. In the world, except here, there is no place where Qinglian ancestor can be trapped, even if Qinglian ancestor crosses. The robbery failed, and Jiang Chen could guess that the Qinglian ancestor failed to cross the robbery for a reason. Maybe it has something to do with the person who imprisoned him. Otherwise, with the ability of Qinglian ancestor, it is impossible to cross the robbery If you fail, you will already be immortal.
"Neither the ancient temple nor the demon temple know about it. It seems that they don't know the existence of Qinglian ancestors at all. The Dan Palace, Nalan Palace, Fire Palace, Stone Palace, and Soldier Palace are definitely not aware of it either. The only suspect is Xiao Palace. There is only Xiaodian, but unfortunately I have no way to check it out, with my current strength, going to Xiaodian would be courting death.”
Jiang Chen was extremely distressed, but immediately, his eyes lit up: "By the way, I have blazing fire wings now, and if I cooperate with the space escape, even if I go to Xiaodian for a move, it should be no problem, the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda should It also helps me hide my breath, but I still can't be reckless. If Xiao Dian has the means to imprison the Qinglian ancestors and hide from the other seven clans, the defense must be extremely strict."
Jiang Chen sighed, but decided to give up on investigating Xiao Dian. After all, he is still weak now. Although he has been promoted to the second-level Great Sage, compared with Xiao Dian, it is completely a matter of pediatrics and Qinglian ancestors. To investigate carefully.
In fact, just as Jiang Chen expected, Qinglian ancestor was imprisoned by Xiao Dian.
In the deep space of Xiao Hall, there is an independent space. This space is very small, or it can't be called space at all. It can only be regarded as a relatively large secret room. Filled with cold air, cold air, frost everywhere.
This secret room exists in the gap of space, and an extremely powerful seal is placed on the outside. This seal is so powerful that even a powerful ninth-level great saint cannot detect the slightest breath.
At this moment, in the center of this secret room, an old monk is sitting. The old monk closed his eyes and wore a light yellow cassock. The cassock looked very old, but it still exuded a silky luster. The old monk looked at He was a hundred years old. Of course, his real age was definitely more than a hundred years old.
The old monk just sat there, hunched over, he couldn't even feel his breath, his face was covered with loose skin and wrinkles, he didn't look like he would live for long, but it gave people the feeling that he couldn't die no matter what. a feeling of.
The old monk seemed to have been here for too long and was numb to everything. Those cold breaths could not affect him in the slightest.
There is an old monk in Buddhism who has been sitting for a hundred years, and the old monk in front of him is in this state.
At this moment, the space of the secret room was rippling, and a figure appeared like a ghost. What appeared was an old man in his fifties, with a long beard on his chin, and his figure was not majestic, but his breath made People feel incomparable fear, he seems to have transcended this world, not the people here, his body is radiating immortal energy at will, yes, it is immortal energy, this is a real immortal, surpassing The existence of the great saint.
If you let outsiders know, you will definitely open your mouth in shock. You must know that after the great sage is promoted to immortal, he will be pulled by the immortal world, and he will be immediately pulled to the immortal world and cannot stay in the lower world.
Because the immortal's breath is too strong, the world below can't bear his power. Once the immortal starts to kill, the whole world may collapse along with it. This situation is the same as the power of the great saint that the space triangle can't bear.
But the old man in front of him really exists.
"Qinglian, after a hundred years, you are still so obsessed, and against our Xiao Dian, you will not end well."
The old man looked at the old monk sitting on the ground and said.
That's right, that old monk is none other than the Qinglian ancestor that Jiang Chen is painstakingly looking for.
"You are here again."
Old Ancestor Qinglian slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were cloudy from the beginning, but suddenly they became extremely bright. A single look can kill people. This is a supreme realm. Such a look , making it impossible to connect with a dying old man.
"Qinglian, I, Xiao, have never admired anyone, only you, Qinglian ancestor, as long as you hand over that thing, we will immediately open the prison for you and let you rise to immortality. This is a beautiful thing. things, and you stubbornly stayed here for a hundred years, why bother?"
The old man opened his mouth and said, and his tone was a little impatient, because he had said the same thing many times.
"You have violated immortal Tao by using me to stay in the lower realm. I will not give you anything. Go back."
Qinglian ancestor's tone is very calm, you don't seem to feel that he is angry at all, after saying this, Qinglian ancestor closed his eyes.
"Qinglian, you are too stubborn, do you think I really dare not kill you?"
The old man was a little angry.
"You don't dare, kill me, all the efforts you Xiao Dian have made in the past 100 years will be in vain."
Qinglian ancestor shook his head.
"you… "
The old man was angry, but there was nothing he could do. Just as the Qinglian ancestor said, he did not dare to kill. If he killed the Qinglian ancestor, a hundred years of hard work would be destroyed in one fell swoop.
"Humph! Qinglian, you should know very well that even if we don't get that thing, we can imprison you, and we can have the same effect. It's you who loses, and you don't know how to cherish the chance to become an immortal."
The old man snorted coldly, then disappeared, and it was another unpleasant chat. This kind of chat was held once a year, and Qinglian ancestors were already numb.
After the old man left, the surrounding space barriers were completely closed, and the surrounding area was covered with white frost. Ancestor Qinglian opened his eyes again, and Gu Jing Wubo's face showed a mocking sneer.
Old Ancestor Qinglian slapped the palm of his hand, and a broken sword that was over ten feet long appeared in his hand. If Jiang Chen was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this broken sword was a fragment of the Heavenly Sacred Sword.
Qinglian ancestor stared at the broken sword in his hand, as if he was looking at his old friend, and said to himself: "Old man, you fell on the holy cliff more than a hundred years ago. When the poor monk went, you found this sword. Broken Sword, I, Qinglian, have never admired anyone in my life, you are the only one, you broke the immortal way and found hope for the great saints of Shengyuan Continent, but it will also bring disaster to Shengyuan Continent."
buzzing...
Suddenly, the broken sword in his hand trembled violently, making a humming sound, as if he had been summoned by some kind.
This situation shocked the ancestor of Qinglian. It was not the first time he took out this broken sword to watch in the past hundred years. This situation has never happened before.