Tian Yuan

Originally, the old Holy Master was retreating, and suddenly sensed something changed in the ancestral stele, so he showed up to find out.A strand of his consciousness remained on the ancestral tablet, which could be discovered immediately.

As for the rest of the outside world, the old holy master did not deliberately investigate, immersed in his own world, and tried hard to take that step forward.

"what?"

Everyone was surprised, and they couldn't understand what the old Holy Master meant.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

There was a sound, it turned out to be Changsun Fengye.

The appearance of the old Holy Master did not attract the attention of Changsun Fengye.Today, he seems to have entered an unknown dimensional world.

Under the feet is the endless black sea, and this ancestral monument is suspended on the sea.

The inner voice became more and more clear.

"Smash it! Smash it! Smash it..."

Changsun Fengye's pupils turned black, and his face was densely covered with black Dao patterns, which was hideous and terrifying.

In the void, the old Holy Master began to ask about everything about Changsun Fengye from childhood to adulthood.

As Changsun Fengye swung his fist, more and more cracks appeared on the ancestral tablet.

The elders were very heartbroken and wanted to stop it, but the old Holy Master was very excited, and there was a strong look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Master, why did you ask Feng Ye to smash the ancestral tablet?"

Yi Qianran asked.

The elders approached and pricked up their ears, wanting to know too.

"I won't tell you." The old Holy Master glanced at Yi Qianran and snorted coldly.

Through the chat just now, the old Holy Master already knew the experience of the eldest grandson Fengye, and felt angry for his disciple.

Everyone laughed and didn't dare to ask more questions.

"The Qingzong actually revived in this era."

At the same time, the old Holy Master also learned about Qingzong, and his eyes were complicated.

Hearing about the deeds of old master Qingzong, the old Holy Master respected him, and whispered: "I didn't expect Dugu Changkong of Linghe Gate to be a member of Qingzong, and he hid it deeply enough."

"Master, do you know Senior Dugu?"

Yi Qianran asked curiously.

"I know." The old Holy Master's eyes changed, he nodded slightly and said: "Ten thousand years ago, I went to Dizhou to practice, and I had a battle with Dugu Changkong."

"Who's winning?"

Yi Qianran and all the high-level officials watched closely, with great interest.

"What do you say?"

At the same moment as he spoke, the old Holy Master kicked Yi Qianran's body with a ferocious expression.

Judging from this, the old Holy Master must have lost.

"The old man was slapped on the ground by the old man Dugu, and almost died. Fortunately, the old man was merciful, so he escaped the catastrophe."

Then, the old Holy Master recalled the past and sighed softly.

"A... slap?"

Qingzong's old man is so magnificent that it is indeed not comparable to ordinary people.Everyone can accept that the old holy master lost, but they didn't expect to lose so embarrassingly.

"When the old man was traveling in Dizhou, he accidentally interfered in the internal affairs of Linghemen. In that year, the interior of Linghemen was corrupt, and many factions wanted to compete for the position of Holy Master. The rebellion of various sects was suppressed, blood flowed like a river, the number of casualties reached millions, and there were no less than a hundred Mahayana monks who fell."

"Because the old man didn't know, he was used by others, so he saved his life."

For the sake of everyone's curiosity, the old Holy Master briefly talked about the past.

"My God!"

With just a few words from the old Holy Master, the elders could imagine what kind of scene it was, which was especially shocking.

In this way, the old Holy Master did not have a battle with the Qingzong old man at all, but was suppressed unilaterally.It is estimated that in Dugu Changkong's memory, there is no such person as the old Holy Master.

"Old Ancestor, just tell us about the ancestral monument!" The Great Elder couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "If you let the Holy Son mess around, I'm afraid the ancestral monument will really be lost."

"The shattering of the ancestral stele is beneficial but not harmful to Misty Palace."

The old Holy Master pondered.

Next, the old Holy Master stopped hiding.

A long time ago, a stunning person came out of Misty Palace, who practiced forbidden arts and had reached great success.Its combat power is so high that it is difficult to find an opponent even if it is placed in the Empire State where there are countless strong men.

It's a pity that the forbidden technique has great disadvantages.

Not long after that ancestor's heyday, he was backlashed by the forbidden technique and turned into a sitter.

Before sitting down, the ancestors refined an ancient tablet, and sealed the Shangxuan Token, which symbolized the supremacy of the Misty Palace, inside.And leave a message, if there is a descendant who can smash the ancient monument in the future, he can get the Shangxuan Order and lead the Misty Palace to glory.

Only the old Holy Master knows this secret.

Only one person is passed on in each generation to prevent news from leaking.

It is precisely because of the ancestor's last words that Misty Palace never destroyed the forbidden art, and stayed where it was, waiting for those who are destined.

"The most important thing is that if this child can smash the ancestral tablet, it means that he has a higher talent than his ancestors, and his future achievements may surpass his ancestors, and he will not be backlashed by forbidden techniques."

This person has already appeared, the old Holy Master doesn't need to hide it, he will tell the truth.

"It is so."

All the high-level executives suddenly realized, and the eyes they looked at Changsun Fengye changed, with enthusiasm and excitement, looking forward to the future.

Some elders felt uneasy. After all, the sect did not support the behavior of the elder Sun Fengye, and they were afraid that it would affect their feelings.

"boom!"

With an earth-shattering explosion, the ancestral stele that had been passed down for many years was completely shattered.

Changsun Fengye's hands were bloody and bloody, and his body was pushed back dozens of feet by the storm.

The ancestral tablet was completely shattered, and a black token the size of a palm floated out. It was the Shangxuan Token that had disappeared for many years, and it could also be called the Holy Master Token of Misty Palace.

"Son, are you okay?"

The old Holy Master grabbed the token and walked to Changsun Fengye's side, speaking softly.

"You are?" Changsun Fengye's consciousness returned to reality, his eyes were clear, and his hair turned black visibly to the naked eye.

In addition, there are relatively strong aura fluctuations in his body.

"Om-"

After a few breaths, Changsun Fengye's cultivation base rose and reached the integration stage.

"I am the master of that brat."

The old Holy Master pointed at Yi Qianran and said with a smile.

"Disciple and grandson, pay homage to master."

Changsun Fengye immediately reacted, regardless of his own injuries, and saluted.

"Exemption." The old Holy Master smiled gratifiedly, and handed over the token: "My child, this is yours."

"mine?"

Changsun Fengye looked down at the token with doubts in his eyes.

"Yes." The old Holy Master solemnly said, "From now on, you are the person in charge of Misty Palace. This old man and everyone in Misty Palace will do everything possible to assist you."

"No way!"

The high-level sensation was unbelievable.

"Master, are you kidding me!"

Changsun Fengye suspected that he had heard wrong.

"This old man is very serious and won't make fun of such things." The old Holy Master said in a deep voice, "You are the future of Misty Palace."

Doom!

The situation in Misty Palace changed drastically, as if a huge meteorite hit the sea surface, setting off monstrous waves.

With the protection of the old Holy Master, he directly suppressed the opposing voices.

Changsun Fengye officially took the first step of the forbidden technique, no longer restricted, and no need to worry about entering the state of madness.

......

Dizhou, not all star fields.

On this day, the senior officials of the Buddhist sect came to Qingzong, which caused quite a commotion.

Fozi and Chen Qingyuan stayed under an ancient pavilion in the inner courtyard, making tea and chatting.

The senior officials of Buddhism and the senior officials of Qingzong are discussing the matter of cooperation.

"Land of the old land, something big happened!"

A few days later, a piece of news came out from the old land, making the already uneasy world even more chaotic.