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Chapter 173 No way, call me again

The mortal thing invented by the body of a mortal can reverse the world. I am afraid no one will believe this if you say it.

Is the way simple?

The face of the elder showed a look of marvel, "Incredible, unimaginable!"

"Why!"

Captain Yao Meng sighed, with loneliness and said with great regret: "When I visited the master yesterday, the master explained to me the truth of the lightning rod, such as static electricity, conductors, and channels. Unfortunately, I had poor understanding and had not enough strength. I didn't understand a word. Otherwise, I would not be able to understand the truth in it."

Zhou Dacheng said, "The words of an expert are not so easy to understand. It is probably because the level is too high."

Yao Mengji suddenly asked, "By the way, the world has changed a lot. Have you ever contacted the ancestors of Linxiandao Palace to try?"

Qin Manyun said, "Master, we have tried to contact us."

"how?"

Qin Manyun frowned slightly and said, "It is true that there is no longer no reaction as before, but although the ancestor stone tablet lit up, it is still difficult to communicate with the ancestors as before."

"It seems that the road to immortals has indeed begun to be opened."

Yao Mengji nodded and then said, "I guess it may be because the great change in the world has just begun, so most of the road to immortals is still cut off. In addition, the cost we spent is not high enough, so we cannot contact us. Don't hurry up for future development."

At the same time, in Qingyun Valley.

In the deepest part of the underground of the hall.

There is a huge space here, but it is empty, with only three things in total.

A long wooden table, a milky white stone, and an incense-burning stove.

Gu Changqing took Gu Ziyao and his brother, and three elders from Qingyun Valley were accompanied by him. They stood respectfully at the wooden table, all of which were extremely solemn.

"Okay, let's start!"

Gu Changqing took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.

First, he bowed three times to the milky white stone in front of the wooden table, then bite the tip of his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled on the stone.

Suddenly, the milky white stones began to shine, illuminating the entire room.

Gu Changqing and others were all shocked, and then they did not dare to neglect them. They quickly picked up the Changxiang and lit it.

Then he held Changxiang respectfully and said with great devoutness: "Gu Changqing, the 11th generation of the valley master of Qingyun Valley, please invite the ancestors to come!"

As the sound fell, the smoke from the smoke that floated out of the fragrance began to change lanes, no longer upward, but lying across, floating towards the milky white stone. The smoke merged into the stone and suddenly shone brightly.

The blood on it also contracts rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to breathe, and they were extremely nervous.

"Buzz!"

In the void, ripples were rippling like rippling space, and a vast and boundless aura suddenly emerged throughout the audience.

Immediately afterwards, the milky white stone lit up to the extreme, and the light shot straight into the sky. Then, an illusory figure slowly emerged above the light.

After a moment of trance, the figure was slightly stunned and said, "Changqing?"

Gu Changqing's eyes suddenly turned red, as if he had seen his most affectionate relative, and he couldn't help but choke up two steps forward and said, "Grandpa!"

The phantom's eyes suddenly turned red and he said excitedly: "It's really you, good grandson!"

Gu Changqing quickly called Gu Ziyao and his brother, "Grandpa, this is my pair of children. Gu Ziyao and Gu Ziyu, you two have met your great-grandfather quickly."

Gu Ziyao and his brother were extremely nervous and said restrainedly: "Great-grandfather."

"Hahaha, both children are good, good!" The phantom couldn't help laughing, and was so excited that he was a little shaken.

After laughing for a while, the phantom said, "By the way, where is your father? I remember that when I ascended, he was already at the peak of his tribulation."

Gu Changqing's eyes darkened and he sighed, "Three thousand years ago, the demons were raging. I took advantage of my father's time to commit evil deeds. Although he was finally suppressed, my father died and disappeared."

The phantom also showed sadness, and then sighed and said, "Our cultivators, life and death are ordinary. I, Qingyun Valley, have you eleven generations of valley masters, who are not a stunning and beautiful person? I only have three people who can truly ascend to become an immortal! The road to becoming an immortal is uncertain, and the future is uncertain. I have buried countless monks in the middle!"

Gu Changqing gritted his teeth and said, "Three thousand years ago, because the demons learned that the road to immortals was cut off, we could not invite immortals to come. Only then did they dare to attack Qingyun Valley without restraint. That year, almost the entire world of immortal cultivation was filled with bloody storms, and countless casualties were killed and injured. It was really hateful!"

"For so many years, the path to immortals and mortals has been cut off and the mortals are weak. This has indeed given the demon world an opportunity to take advantage of, but fortunately you have held on."

The phantom said in surprise: "I just didn't expect that the road to the Immortals would actually be opened again."

"Grandpa, I know a little about this. One of us in the mortal world..." Gu Changqing said in a trembling voice in awe: "Saint!"

"Holy...saint?"

The phantom couldn't help but shake his head, and said with a good sense of hilariousness: "It's impossible. Not to mention the mortal world, even in the current fairy world, the saints only exist in legends. I'm afraid that only ancient people will exist such figures. Your knowledge is too shallow. Don't say such ignorance. It's good to become a laughing stock. Maybe you will offend the real saint."

Gu Changqing hurriedly said, "Grandpa, I am serious! A few days ago, the ancestor of the Liu family came and was directly killed by the master's copybook. For this reason, he even poked a hole in the sky! I was at the scene!"

The phantom shook twice in shock, "The ancestor of the Liu family was just the cultivation level of the celestial immortal in the early stage. Many people who could kill him were there, but they had to break the gap between the immortals and mortals from the mortal world. Could this kind of method be a golden immortal? Or was it a special magic weapon left in the mortal world in ancient times? There should never be such a powerful person in the mortal world!"

He was thinking about various possibilities. If it weren't for Gu Changqing being his grandson and having full trust in Gu Changqing, he would probably have taken it as nonsense.

Gu Changqing gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, that master has left a painting."

"Oh? Let me see it quickly. Maybe I can guess my strength or not. I can see whether it is true or not." The phantom suddenly became interested and couldn't wait to say.

Gu Changqing solemnly took out the scroll and reminded: "Grandpa is also asked to prepare."

The phantom smiled slightly and said proudly: "No need, my first generation valley master in Qingyun Valley ascended, and was so beautiful that he was also a sect in the fairy world. Although I have no blood relationship with him, I am from Qingyun Valley and he takes good care of me. Naturally, I am doing well. Just open it up, right?"

Gu Changqing nodded and slowly spread out the picture scroll in his hand.

Suddenly, the golden crow sun was shining, and golden flames swept down from the scroll.

Gu Changqing's realm was not enough, so he didn't feel this pressure deeply, but the phantom was stunned. The scroll was only half spread out, and he felt a huge and boundless aura suppressing it, causing his brain to buzz and almost lose consciousness.

Majesty, sacred, terrifying, and... scorching!

Too scary, too horrible!

In just a moment, the phantom had almost become air, and a very weak voice came eagerly, "Stop! Don't open it again, I can't bear it anymore! Close the scroll quickly, summon me again, and call again..."
Chapter completed!
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