Chapter 1187 Tombs of the First and Second Generation Patriarchs

The essence and blood of the ancestral dragon is as bright red as jade, crystal clear and mysterious. It is rippling in the wooden barrel, exuding an unparalleled vitality.

If it were not for being in the small space of the super-god-level carriage - once the aura of the ancestral dragon's essence and blood spreads out, I am afraid that no living thing in the entire Cangnan Continent would be able to survive under this aura.

Even the top Eternal Realm monks on this continent can't resist a trace of suppression.

"Um?"

Ye Yun turned around and was about to take the small bottle back. As if he had seen some wonderful scene, his expression suddenly froze, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Opposite Su Wanyi, for some reason, her face was as red as a peach blossom, her jade hands were rustling, and she began to undress and take off her belt.

"You little girl, you just got into a barrel, not a bath, why should you take off your clothes!"

Ye Yun said quite funny.

"Old Ancestor, the blood of the ancestral dragon essence is as red as the clouds. I'm worried that my robe will be dyed red..."

Su Wanyi said shyly.

The movements of her hands continued, and the purple robe took off, revealing the jade-like skin as big as a palm.

Dyeing red?

What is the logic?

Ye Yun felt dizzy for a while, and he was deeply impressed by Su Wanyi's brain circuitry.

"Okay, okay, no need to bother!"

Ye Yun waved his hand impatiently, and Su Wanyi's clothes were put back on in an instant.

"Su Wanyi, hurry up and get into the barrel to absorb the essence and blood of the ancestral dragon! I look forward to your transformation..."

Ye Yun smiled softly.

Passing by Su Wanyi, he patted her shoulder gently, showed an encouraging smile, and then disappeared into the small space in a flash.

Su Wanyi felt her shoulders sink, and her whole delicate body suddenly stiffened.

"well……"

Looking at the empty small space, Su Wanyi sighed slightly in her heart.

This terrifying man really has a heart of stone!

Her seduction plan just now failed.

Becoming a disciple of the 298th generation of the Shenlong Sect, and then gaining the protection of this man, was only one of her original plans.

If you want to go one step further - you can become a Taoist partner with him.

Once she does that, will she... still be afraid of the guy outside?

This time she possesses Su Wanyi, a junior disciple of the Shenlong Sect. Naturally, she wants to leave Cangnan Continent and go to the sacred land outside to have a look, and then take advantage of the geographical advantage to concentrate on practicing seriously.

One day, she will fight that guy in the Divine Land again.

Defeat it.

…

"Forget it, becoming his disciple is already very good. As for Taoist companions, I don't have any illusions anymore. Let's wait until later..."

Su Wanyi sighed in her heart and kept comforting herself like this. She walked lightly towards the barrel.

…

Whoops!

The big black horse pulled the carriage, and after a lightning-fast ride, they finally arrived at the ruins of the Shenlong Sect of the Ancient Moon Dynasty.

Ye Yun floated down alone and entered the back mountain of Shenlong Sect.

There is a strong restriction in the back mountain and it is usually hidden, so no one can find it.

Looking at the neat rows of old and new tombs, Ye Yun sighed softly.

This is the entire inheritance of Shenlong Sect.

Starting from the first generation of ancestors to the 297th generation.

Luo Li, the leader of the 298th generation, met him here.

The scene when they met was quite dramatic.

"hehe……"

Ye Yun suddenly smiled.

He thought again of the cute little girl Luo Li with a gray face at that time. She was indeed quite pitiful - her senior sister had disappeared and her junior brother had been kidnapped, leaving her alone.

The weakest sect leader in history is also preparing to disband the Shenlong Sect and run away alone.

At that time, the Shenlong Sect was in danger.

The moment of destruction has arrived.

Ye Yun suppressed his smile, put his hands behind his back, and walked slowly until he reached his tomb.

This tomb is still in an open state, with tumbling soil and overgrown weeds, making it look rather messy.

Ye Yun waved his hand.

The tomb completely disappeared, and the ground was so smooth and flat that there was not even a blade of grass left.

The reason for doing this.

Ye Yun naturally felt that he was alive again and should not set up another tomb.

With a glance, Ye Yun saw the twelfth tomb.

This is his master's tomb.

Ye Yun came back from the ancient tomb that day. Although he was extremely powerful, he did not scan the situation in the tomb.

This is also out of respect for the deceased.

Now that he is back, Ye Yun wants to verify his suspicions.

"Master's tomb is indeed empty..."

After some exploration, Ye Yun rubbed his eyebrows, and a stone finally fell from his heart.

There is no doubt that the Master of Cang Ming Palace in the Temple of All Demons is indeed his master.

From a monk with the blood of a dragon to now becoming a black spider, the master's complicated reincarnation experience is really difficult to describe.

but.

Fortunately, the master is still alive and did not die in the catastrophe a hundred thousand years ago, which can be considered a blessing among misfortunes.

call……

Ye Yun let out a breath and relaxed.

So he looked at the other eleven tombs.

This is the tomb of the first to eleventh generation ancestors of the Shenlong Sect.

Ye Yun thought of something, suddenly looked solemn, clasped his hands together, and murmured to himself: "Masters of all generations, since things happen for good reasons, please forgive me for my disciple's unfilial piety..."

After chanting a stick of incense like this, Ye Yun put down his hand and released a stream of spiritual consciousness to sweep towards the eleven ancient tombs.

From the third tomb to the eleventh tomb, the coffins are all filled with bones.

This proves that the ancestors of the Shenlong Sect are indeed dead.

However, what surprised Ye Yun was.

The tombs of the first and second generation ancestors were actually empty, with only one coffin buried in the soil.

"Can it be said that these two ancestors are not dead?"

Ye Yun became confused.

Looking at the two ancient tombs, Ye Yun began to search in his memory.

There are not many records about the first generation patriarch and the second generation ancestor of the Shenlong Sect.

Especially the first generation patriarch, there is no record except for a Taoist name, which is extremely mysterious.

"The first-generation ancestor has no name, and his Taoist name is Menglongzi. The second-generation ancestor does have a name..."

Ye Yun touched his chin and murmured to himself.

According to his current speculation, if these two ancestors were not dead, they might have gone to the divine land.

after all.

Both of these Patriarchs have the potential to break through to the True God Realm.

Ye Yun walked to the first tombstone of his ancestor, lit a stick of incense, and kowtowed three times respectfully.

By analogy, he burned a stick of incense for each generation of ancestors and kowtowed three times to express his inner feelings of remembrance.

After doing all this.

Ye Yun walked out of the back mountain, closed the seal again, and returned to the carriage in a flash.

"The first-generation Patriarch is the most mysterious, and his timeline is not yet clear; however, the second-generation Patriarch lived one hundred thousand years ago. If he successfully entered the Divine Land, based on the current progress, his cultivation level, Perhaps it should also be above the divine realm..."

Ye Yun drank a cup of tea and speculated secretly.

When he walks in the sacred land in the future, Ye Yun plans to pay attention to see if the second-generation patriarch is still alive in the world.

Ye Yun took out the jade slip given to him by the Evil Demon Dragon, held it in his hand and played with it gently, his eyes twitching constantly.

What is recorded in the jade slip is his self-defeating dragon formula.

This set of exercises was created by Zulong.

Almost all the evil demon dragons have practiced it. As the supervisor, Dream Dragon is naturally no stranger to this technique.

Even if you don't practice, at least you know it well.

If the Shenlong Sect's Anti-Dragon Art was derived from his own Self-Dragon Art, then what is the connection between the first generation founder of the Shenlong Sect and the Dream Mysterious Dragon?

Meng Longzi.

Fantasy dragon.

There seems to be a connection between the two.

"Could the first generation ancestor Meng Longzi be the bloodline left by Dream Dragon in the world?"

An astonishing guess emerged in Ye Yun's mind.

"Master, where are we going next?"

The big dark horse's words came from outside at exactly this moment, interrupting Ye Yun's contemplation.

"Go find Luo Li, I haven't seen this little girl for a long time!"

Ye Yun said with a smile.