Chapter 77: The shock of ancient ruins
After Long Qing took the colorful golden lotus, the old wound that had existed in his body quickly improved, and his face slowly rose to a blush.
Ye Yun observed for a moment in silence.
He found that this colorful golden lotus only cured half of Longqing's injuries, after all, it took too long.
Thinking of this, Ye Yun took out a vial.
A drop of emerald green mysterious liquid flew towards Longqing.
In an instant.
The entire secret room was suddenly full of vigorous vitality.
"What exactly is this?"
The boy next to him was breathing the air greedily, and he felt that his soul was sublimated.
"Take it down!"
Ye Yun's voice faintly echoed in Long Qing's ears.
Long Qing opened his eyes and looked at this drop of mysterious green liquid, shocked, and quickly swallowed it with one mouth.
Boom!
An unimaginable vitality suddenly exploded in the body like thunder, rushing to every inch of meridian, and permeating every trace of flesh and blood.
A gleaming green light enveloped Long Qing's entire body, making him look more and more sacred.
A few breaths.
Long Qing's injuries and hidden illnesses over the past decades have all healed.
From the posture of sitting cross-legged, he knelt down to Ye Yun's feet.
"Thank you sir!"
Long Qing lost control of his emotions, and tears rained down again.
Unexpectedly, 100,000 years later, as the patriarch of the colorful dragon carp line of Longhu, he would be able to receive the master's favor again.
The teenager next to him stared at all this blankly.
A drop of mysterious emerald green liquid instantly restored the old patriarch, and his cultivation level returned to the Nirvana level.
And there are faint signs of breaking through to the second level of Nirvana.
The boy licked his lips.
Looking at the white-clothed master, there was an extremely enthusiastic expression in his eyes.
"Patriarch, it's not good, there are a large number of ancient monks phantoms gathered on the square, it seems that they are doing some ritual!"
Suddenly a young man came in and said in a panic expression.
Ye Yun smiled lightly.
This piece of ancient relics hides some weird things, and now... it's finally coming out.
Long Qing stood up, looked at Ye Yun respectfully, and said softly: "Master, then I'll go take a look first..."
"Let's go together."
Ye Yun smiled slightly. Those monsters that have been sleeping for many years are not something these colorful dragon carp can handle.
Several people walked out.
In this secret room, the broken flesh and blood of Gongsun Li on the ground were suddenly wrapped in a gray gas gushing from the ground and disappeared.
Ye Yun, who was walking halfway, just turned his head slightly and took a deep look.
And at the moment.
Da Hei Ma seemed to have discovered all sorts of weirdness in this place, and he grinned a few times.
"Uncle Ma, what did your old man find? The smile is so scary..."
The **** cat was trembling all over, it kept looking around, and the black cat hair on its back stood up.
This piece of underwater ancient relics gave it an indescribable strange feeling.
"I'm not like you, a little cat, who is talkative and talkative. When it's time for me to work, my old horse will never be lazy and messy things, you uncle Ma, I will not talk nonsense!"
The **** horse turned his head and smiled, with its dusty tail, slapped, and lightly patted the **** cat.
The **** cat screamed and was photographed on the carriage, almost turning into a **** pancake.
"Uncle Ma, be merciful, my small body can't stand the ponytail of your old man..."
The **** cat repeatedly begged for mercy, very wronged.
"You wait, I guess the master will let you deal with a guy..."
The **** horse grinned with his teeth.
"Is there another chance to shoot?"
The **** cat got up in a daze, his eyes twinkling and a green light shone.
The last time it was shot, it was rewarded by the master.
If it is allowed to shoot this time, the **** cat will still be desperate.
The more severe the injury.
The more rewarding you get.
Seeing the **** cat's vigorous look, it didn't look like it was afraid of just now, the **** horse pursed his mouth contemptuously, and ignored it.
...
Ye Yun followed Long Qing to the square.
At this moment, there were some colorful dragon carp clansmen standing around, everyone transformed into a human form, looking at the illusory figure of the monk in front of them in surprise.
Long Qing cast his gaze on the square, and was shocked immediately.
On the square, thousands of phantoms of ancient monks gathered unexpectedly. This was something that had never happened before.
Even if there had been wars between monks before, there were only a few hundred people.
These monks gathered in the center of the square like ghosts, constantly raising their arms, seeming to worship something in the air.
Long Qing frowned.
This ancient relic has protected their colorful dragon carp clan for decades, and it has never been as weird as it is today.
He once told his people that these are all phantoms formed by illusory will.
But today, he suddenly felt that those words seemed to be wrong.
Everything in front of me can no longer be explained by the phantom of will.
"Long Qing, what sect was originally here?"
Ye Yun asked with a chuckle.
"It seems to be called Taixuanmen. It turned out that there was still an incomplete plaque, but it was destroyed later..."
Long Qing said respectfully.
Ye Yun's gaze jumped a few times, and he suddenly remembered the origin of this Supreme Profound Sect.
About 120,000 years ago.
On the Cangnan Continent, there is indeed a super sect called Taixuanmen.
Due to the rapid expansion of this sect, many sects were annexed at that time, but they were later united by various enemies and destroyed directly.
This has been recorded in the history of Cangnan Continent.
However, only an ancient person like him can remember things from 120,000 years ago.
"Ok?"
Ye Yun deliberately or unintentionally looked to the ground in a certain direction, and the corner of his mouth gently curled, revealing a mysterious smile.
On the square, sudden changes occurred.
The illusory shadows of the thousands of ancient monks suddenly rose into the sky and gathered together.
In the end, they merged together, forming a middle-aged man wearing a blue armor.
The body of this middle-aged man is somewhere between half illusion and half reality.
However, his breath is extremely powerful.
Has reached the seventh level of Nirvana.
The coercion of the strong man in Nirvana is like a tide, rolling towards the surroundings.
The colorful dragon carp tribe with weaker cultivation base shook one by one and backed back again and again.
Seeing this, Long Qing rushed forward and opened his arms to block the pressure of the rushing air.
A middle-aged man in a cyan battle armor opened his eyes slightly, and he made a low and hoarse voice: "Wait, you can't come? When will you wait!"
The tribe of colorful dragon carp behind Long Qing, old and young, had a crazy look in their eyes at this moment.
As if being called, they turned into a ray of light and rushed to the center of the square.
"In the end what happened?"
Long Qing was shocked.
He turned his head and looked at the clansmen around him, only Xiao Liuzi was left alone.
And the people who have been living in the ancient ruins.
At this moment, they all seem to be crazy.
