Wen Qingye got the news of the old man sweeping the tomb, like a thunderbolt from the sky.
It is impossible for him to reach the Immortal Emperor realm in this life!?
The words of the old man who swept the tomb kept echoing in Wen Qingye's ears and knocked his heart.
"I don't believe it!"
Wen Qingye's mind sank, entered his realm of sea awareness, sat down cross-legged, and began to comprehend the immortal sword.
But as soon as he sensed the Immortal Sword Dao, the Yuan Shen felt as if he had been attacked by a heavy hammer, and then a stream of blood filled his brain and mouth.
The corners of Wen Qingye's mouth overflowed with bright red blood stains, and his mind also retreated from the sea of knowledge.
At this moment, he couldn't comprehend the Immortal Sword Dao at all!
Originally, he was still a little skeptical of what the old grave sweeper said, but after his own temptation, he found that what the tomb sweeper said was not false at all, and even a little conservative.
It is impossible for his Yuan Shen power to increase any more, and once it increases, it will still be a huge burden on his body.
A chilling sensation began to spread from the depths of my heart.
Wen Qingye's face became slightly ugly, and said, "Is there really no other way?"
” The old man who swept the tomb sighed deeply, "Your realm is too high now, and I can't help it."
If Wen Qingye's cultivation is not high, and the immortal position has not yet been determined, he consumes most of his lifespan, and maybe he can change his life against the sky, but Wen Qingye's cultivation is too high, and it is too difficult to change his life against the sky.
No one in this world is omnipotent, even if he was once as strong as a tomb sweeper, he was helpless in the face of such evil secret techniques.
"Who the hell is this kind of secret technique in my primordial god?"
Wen Qingye's face was gloomy, his teeth were clenched, and he said, "If I can find this person, is there still a chance?"
” Who the hell is it?
He actually laid such a secret technique in his primordial spirit?
How much hatred does this person have with him, and the person who can lay down such a secret technique is definitely not an ordinary person, when has he ever offended such a person?
The old man shook his head and said: "This is an unsolvable yin evil secret technique, I think the cost of casting this secret technique is also very great, even if you find this person, eighty percent is not his opponent."
The old man paused for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
Originally, he was overjoyed to see Wen Qingye's qualifications, but at this moment, after receiving the news that Wen Qingye's Yuan Shen had been given a secret technique, his heart was also cloudy, and a sense of disappointment filled his heart.
Wen Qingye stood in the middle of the game, and he couldn't see through many things, but he saw it clearly.
The old man squinted his eyes and said secretly in his heart: "The person who performs this secret technique is afraid that he has bad intentions."
At this moment, Wen Qingye's thoughts were numb, and the breath in his heart seemed to be discharged.
Over the years, I have been cultivating day and night, and I have participated in the Great Dao of Enlightenment, but the final result turned out to be this, how can people accept it.
If he still can't reach the Immortal Emperor, what is the point of his revenge in this life, Luo Jiuxiao, Emperor Shitian, Cao Feiyang, how will he fight with them in the future.
He once promised the Wanqing Immortal Emperor to investigate the secret of the Demon Emperor, how did this proceed?
His path of cultivation had come to an end before he knew it.
What's the difference between this and death?
Rao is warm and clear night, and at this moment, there is also a feeling of discomfort in his heart, and he feels panicked.
"I think there should be a way" Wen Qingye glanced at the old man who swept the tomb, turned around and walked directly towards Yunxi Mountain.
There are several thatched huts on Yunxi Mountain, and these days Wen Qing is feeling at night, and the old man who sweeps the tomb lives in the thatched hut.
The old man who swept the tomb sighed and said with emotion: "Life is really cruel, I finally found a good seedling."
He knew that Wen Qingye was unwilling, but no one knew better than him that this secret technique was vicious, this secret technique was like a bone appendage, unless he refined his original spirit, he would not want to clear this secret technique.
The night is like water, indifferent and cool.
On Yunxi Mountain, illuminated by a new moon, it is quiet and serene.
Wen Qingye sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, his eyes looking into the distance, with a little intoxication, and next to his hand, there were several wine jars.
"Wen Qingye is the most confident person" "In this life, if I don't die, I will definitely be vigorous" His own words not only echoed in his ears.
Wen Qingye has experienced many blows in these two lives, life and death, and fate choices, but there are few such generalities that make him feel powerless.
Even if he tried his best, the end result was the same, pale and weak.
"Fate makes people" Wen Qingye shook his head and smiled bitterly, "What's the use of cultivating?"
What is the use of the Tao of Enlightenment?
Everything is just in vain" Wen Qingye gulped a sip of the spirits, and the burning sensation poured directly into his throat, and there was a sharp pain.
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What is the way forward?
How do I get there?
He was slightly confused in his heart, if he couldn't cultivate to the Immortal Emperor, what would happen to him in this life and the life of the Immortal Monarch?
is destined to be at the mercy of others, and in the end it will not die well.
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it at night" Suddenly, Wen Qingye looked into the distance, his fists clenched, "In this world, nothing is impossible, I don't believe that I can't lift the seal on my primordial god."
Wen Qingye's eyes were bloodshot, his fists were clenched, and his heart was full of unwillingness.
Even if there is no way out in this world, he Wen Qingye must find a way.
Thinking of this, Wen Qingye directly drank the wine in the wine jar in his hand in one gulp, his expression became as calm and calm as ever, and walked towards the grass house.
It's as if none of this ever happened.
In a thatched hut.
The old man's thoughts on the tomb sweeper continued to extend, and naturally he also felt the scene of Wen Qingye turning back and coming back, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"This son's temperament is really quite to my liking" Suddenly, the old man who swept the tomb was speechless and walked out of the grass hut directly.
I saw two people standing outside the thatched hut, among them was the Spirit Emperor, and there was an old man.
If Wen Qingye was there, he would definitely recognize that this old man was the old man he met in the Spirit God Palace who said that he had an incense affair with Wen Qingye.
The Spirit Clan Emperor glanced at the old man who swept the tomb, and said with a low smile: "Senior, I'm sorry" The old man sweeping the tomb waved his hand, and his eyes looked at the old man behind the Spirit Emperor.
If the identity of this old man is spread out, the entire immortal world will probably cause a huge sensation, because this old man is Qin Yuntian, the patriarch of the Abbot Mountain Creation Sect.
The founding patriarch of the three sacred mountains in the immortal world, that is a super person who is regarded as a legend in the entire immortal world.
In the history of the immortal world that will end for millions of years, he can be regarded as an absolute figure who has drawn a lot of strokes.
This is a character who competed with Haotian Immortal Emperor in the same era!
The old man who swept the tomb smiled faintly and said, "Qin Yuntian?"
” Qin Yuntian glanced at the old man who swept the tomb and said, "That's right, Daoist friends are so clever to divert the tiger from the mountain, even I was played by Daoist friends in applause."
At the beginning, when the Spirit Clan held a big wedding, Qin Yuntian was originally guarding the Spirit God Palace all year round, and it can also be said that he lived in seclusion in the Spirit God Palace, but he was not there that day, it was the plan of the old man who swept the tomb to divert the tiger from the mountain.
Qin Yuntian said as he secretly looked at the old man who swept the tomb.
Who is this man?
It's so profound, and the majestic atmosphere is not bad compared to those old guys.
Qin Yuntian felt the breath of the old man sweeping the tomb, and his heart was shaken.
The old man who swept the tomb said with a smile: "Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the fairy world rumored that the abbot mountain created the news of the patriarch sitting down, I didn't expect it to appear here today, it's really incredible."
The Spirit Clan Emperor on the side put his hands behind his back, watching the two talk, but he secretly shook his head in his heart, the conversation between the two seemed to be very different, but there was a feeling of needle point to Mai Mang.
Qin Yuntian frowned, clenched his fists and said, "Since Daoist friends know my name, I don't know if you can report your name?"
” The old man who swept the tomb snorted and said, "I have forgotten my name."
In the fairy world, it is not uncommon for some monks to gradually forget their names because they do not use their real names for many years.
But Qin Yuntian could see that the old man in front of him obviously didn't want to tell himself.
"Since Daoyou doesn't want to say it, then I won't force it."
Qin Yuntian stroked his beard and smiled: "I waited to come, but Daoist friends asked me to wait here and stand, this shouldn't be Daoyou's hospitality."
From beginning to end, the old man who swept the tomb did not cater to Qin Yuntian in a single matter, but Qin Yuntian didn't seem to care and didn't show anything.
"Let's go inside, please."
The old man who swept the tomb smiled faintly and made a gesture of please.
Then Qin Yuntian and the Spirit Clan Emperor walked into the grass hut, and the three of them sat on the futon in a triangular formation.
Qin Yuntian said with a smile: "The environment here is really quiet, when I came here tens of thousands of years ago, this was still an ice field."
Yunxi Mountain has become covered with green mountains and shades in the recent past, even if Qin Yuntian doesn't know, the Spirit Clan Emperor also knows, this is just the tentative meaning in Qin Yuntian's words.
As soon as the old man stretched out his palm, the tea on the table flew over, "Maybe you came at the wrong time, or maybe it was because the person who came was wrong."
As he spoke, four cups of tea had been poured.
Qin Yuntian looked at the four cups of tea in front of him, squinted and smiled: "The three of us, but Daoyou poured four cups of tea, are there still guests?"
” The old man who swept the tomb said lightly: "On the way, you can see it right away, and he is still your old friend."
"My deceased?"
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Qin Yuntian's heart moved, and he laughed, "That junior?"
Actually, I really didn't know that junior actually had this kind of relationship with Daoyou."
Qin Yuntian knew that what the old man who swept the tomb was talking about was Wen Qingye.
The only source of information about the old man in front of him was Wen Qingye, so Wen Qingye was also famous in the fairy world, and it became a breakthrough for major forces to investigate this old man.
The old man who swept the tomb glanced at Qin Yuntian and the Great Emperor of the Spirit Clan, "I've been a little tired lately, and I'm not a person who likes to talk nonsense, what is the purpose of you two coming today, let's just say it"