Cut off the Qingyun Divine Tree!

Gu Jian Qingshuang's heart trembled.

He raised his head and found that this was the ancestral tomb, and there was a plaque on it.

That was the Qinghun ancestor who wrote four big words himself.

That is the ancestral teaching of thousands of generations, and it penetrates into the bloodline of every ancient sword clan, and it is also the belief of countless children who grew up under the Qingyun Divine Tree.

Those four words are called "Protecting the Blue Sky".

"The ancestor was wrong. When he didn't have the strength to take it for himself, the Qingyun Divine Tree was not a treasure, but a shackle on the neck of each of us "Qingyun people" and a cage for a lifetime."

Grandma Muhua sighed.

They all looked at Gu Jian Qingshuang.

He took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!