During the waiting time, I couldn't help but ask the Empress Taoist Ancestor again.

"Her Majesty the Queen, what kind of person is Daozu?"

"What should I do if I want to be alone? Everyone has him in my heart." The empress thought for a while.

Everyone has a Taoist ancestor in their hearts. They come to the little reeds in the illusion demon gate, and Taoist ancestor is like a master and a father.

For Liufeng Tianzun, Taoist Ancestor is an elegant Taoist priest. He gave her an extremely elegant name, Liufeng Huixue.

It seems like the light clouds covering the sun, and the misty wind returning to the snow.

In Pojun's eyes, the Taoist ancestor was unparalleled. He killed one person in ten steps and did not stay thousands of miles away. Because they first met in Caiyun City, fighting the monsters with blood for seven days and seven nights.

The Taoist ancestor in the eyes of Tianlang is amazing and stunning, mysterious and treacherous, unprecedented and no one comes after him.

In the eyes of demons, souls and monsters, Taoist ancestors are their saviors. The Dharma spreads the six realms and teaches sentient beings the method of practicing, so that they can avoid disasters.

Without the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism, there would be no demon clan now, nor would there be the current spiritual practice. There would be no Qingqiu fox, no Bai Wuya, no Bei Mingxiu, and no Helian Xiaoyao, who was conferred a scholar...

The five elements are as I travel at will, and all living beings in the world are destined to be. The road to the great gate is as iron as iron, and the nameless palace is full of good words.

Thinking of the great achievements left by the Taoist ancestor, I feel a lot of emotion.

Although my sword attainments have long surpassed the Taoist ancestor, my personality charm and the spirit of the six paths of Dharma are never comparable to that of me.

"His Majesty the Queen, in your eyes, what kind of person is Taoist Ancestor?" I asked.

"In Gu's eyes, he is of course an unparalleled gentleman in the world. Li Bai, Song Yu, and Sima Xiangru are all not as good as that. A piece of innocence, thousands of heart marks, don't ask me what the sword technique is!"

The empress commented on the Daozu, her eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and a smile on her lips.

From her words, I seemed to see a tall and elegant man walking on the earth, writing a poem that shines forever with the most unrestrained sword technique.

"It seems that I will never be as good as him in my life." I sighed.

"You don't have to compare with him, because you were not born in that era. Current affairs created heroes. At that time, the disciples of the Demonic Taoism needed a stunning and stunning talent to lead them to stand proudly in the world." said the Nine Nether Empress.

"What about now?" I asked.

"Now the Demonic Way needs a Demonic Way who will keep the Demonic Way forever in the world. It is easy to achieve success, but it is difficult to achieve success; it is easy to achieve success, but it is difficult to maintain success; it is easy to maintain success, but it is difficult to achieve success in the end. Xie Lan, you are as great as him."

From the moment I was in charge of the Demonic Soul-Summoning Banner, I knew that I would never be as great as him. I have always followed his footsteps and led the Demonic disciples forward in heavy and panic.

There have been times when I was overwhelmed and moments when I was shaken.

But in the end I gritted my teeth and persevered.

Because I love the devil, I am willing to give all my life courage to the heroic devil disciples.

Fortunately, I have never let them down along the way. The demonic battle is invincible and defeated, and finally jumped out of the board of destiny. Even the way of heaven is helpless.

I have my contributions here, but the greatest contributor is those demon disciples who have been for generations.

The Demonic Patriarch is great enough, but it is precisely because he is too great that if a person walks too far ahead, even Pojun and Tanlang cannot keep up with him.

But I am different. Since the devil's way has come back in this life, I have grown up with them, experienced one battle after another of life and death, and crossed one realm of practice after another.

Three thousand years ago, there were only five heavenly lords in the Demonic Way. Today, there are many talents in the Demonic Way, and they can fight with me in the universe.

Just as I was talking about Taoist ancestors with the Empress, four people came out of Cangwu village.

The leader was an old man wearing a long blue gown with white hair and a long, staggering with a crutch. He followed two middle-aged men to support each other, one man and one woman, both dressed up for the farmer's house, and it seemed that they were husband and wife. Behind him was a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

It was dusk, and the twilight was rising, and the smoke from the cooking stove was curling, and there was peace.

I stood there and watched them come over.

"As many years ago, I heard the demon say a great ancestor, named Xie Lan." The old man walked up to me and looked at me and said.

"Ghosts and gods are confused and self-consider." I read out the prophecy and officially expressed my identity.

After the end of the Dharma-Ending Age, the world no longer avoids ghosts and gods.

When the Jade Emperor fell, the Three Realms cried bitterly, and when the Ziwei Emperor fell, the stars were sad, and these human races could sense it.

Ghosts and monsters, ghosts and generals, gods descend to the world, and demons dance around.

These existences that were not recognized in the Dharma-Ending Age have now been accepted by the human race, and even the Battle of the Gods became their topic of conversation after dinner.

Among all the forces in the Three Realms, the Demonic Way is undoubtedly the one with the most topical discussion.

Looking through the entire world, there are the most wars in the devil's way.

Kongming Mountain, Cold and Desert, Outside the Pass, Xiaobai Mountain, Shanhaiguan, Taiyin Mountain, Helan Mountain...

Every bloody battle touches the nerves of the human race, and my name spreads all over the world.

In the battle of Guixu, I stormed Guixu, killed countless army of the underworld and countless evil ghosts in hell. Although the human race would not know the details of this war, they knew the final result.

The Yinsi and Nuwa coalition forces attacked Guixu, the Demonic Path Ancestral Court, and finally returned in a disastrous defeat.

In folk legends, Xie Lan, the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism, dared to disobey the Heavenly Dao, and in the future he would have to take the Demonic Taoist disciples to oppose God.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree.

I thought I was famous enough, and I was even the master of Xie Yun, the guardian of the human race today. However, after I revealed my identity, I did not see any fluctuations in the old man's face.

Although the two middle-aged men were a little surprised, they did not make much money. Only the girl, staring at me with a burning look, looking a little excited.

"I wonder what happened to the great master of the Demonic Tribe who came to Cangwu Village?" the old man asked.

"This is his hometown, and I came here to visit his birthplace." I said.

"I don't know who he is in the mouth of the Demonic Patriarch?" Although the old man's expression still looked the same, his tone had changed.

"The ancestor of the Demonic Way."

The old man was silent, and his arms, which were leaning on crutches, began to tremble gently.

Then his whole body began to tremble.

His expression also changed, and he lost all his calmness.

"Dad, is his real?" asked the middle-aged man.

"Grandpa, please speak quickly, is his real?" the girl asked excitedly.

The old man did not answer their words, neither affirmed nor denied them.

He looked at me with a complicated expression and said, "I don't know if the transmission left by my ancestors is true, but there should be something you want to know in the ancestral hall in Cangwu Village. Come with me."

Cangwu Village is built against the mountain, and the low houses are mostly made of wood.

The village has a small population, only more than a hundred families. It was the evening meal time. Through the wooden door, you can see them eating in the yard. The family is sitting in a group of several people, and they are having fun.

If you abandon the matters related to the Demonic Patriarch, this place is actually no different from other mountain villages, but it is a little more conservative and does not like to contact outsiders.

The ancestral hall is located at the innermost part of the village, built against the mountain, and is covered with dense forests outside.

The layout of this village seems to be to cover up the existence of the ancestral hall. If the old man had not led us over, we would not have thought that there would be such an ancestral hall here.

The style of the ancestral hall is very old and is built from black stones with no visible material. After many years of wind and rain, the dark stones have shined with metallic luster.

The stone door was closed tightly, and the cracks in the door were closed by dust. I don’t know how many years have they been pushed open.

It is an ancestral hall, but it is actually more like a courtyard, like someone’s home many years ago.

The biggest secret of Cangwu Village is this ancestral hall, because the most important point in the ancestral teachings is that no one can open the ancestral hall, and all descendants of the Xie family must ensure the safety of the ancestral hall and cannot be contacted by any outsider.

Otherwise, all the people in Cangwu Village will die, and after death, they will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell and will never be reborn.

No one knows what is in the ancestral hall. Only the past clan leader will know some biography related to the ancestral hall that ordinary villagers do not know.

After countless thousand years, even they doubted the authenticity of the transmission.

However, the ancestral teachings have been preserved and evolved into a tradition.

Tradition itself is worthy of respect. When this tradition is attached with a severe warning, it will become a mysterious cultural belief.

It is precisely because of this mysterious cultural belief that has influenced the principles of people and people in Cangwu Village for countless thousand years, allowing them to live in a corner and easily avoid contact with outsiders.

Although in the past century, many people in the village have walked out of the mountains and settled in the society outside to live a modern life, no one has ever come back to destroy this mysterious culture of faith.

On the contrary, these people who go out will especially admire this culture, and they are more respectful to the ancestral hall. This place is my hometown. Although the world is big, they can only gain spiritual peace in Cangwu Village.

Don’t worry about the present or panic about the future.

...

Now, my man is standing in front of the stone gate of the ancestral hall.

Behind me are all the villagers of Cangwu Village, and the empress stands with them.

I knew all of them were staring at me, with different expressions.

There are excitement, confusion, hidden worries, expectations, but more are uneasy.

Sometimes mystery itself is worthy of respect, and not everyone likes to reveal it.

But since I am here, the ancestral hall must be opened.

Because this is the origin of the life of the ancestor of the Demonic Taoism, no matter how long the ancestral hall exists, it is all about waiting for my arrival.

Only here can I merge with the life trajectory of the Demonic Patriarch into one, master the complete power of destiny, and become the true son of destiny.

The dusty stone door was pushed open by me with a creak, and then a sigh came from my heart.
Chapter completed!