#2033 - The luck of passing the customs

"What!?"

The white-haired old man was stunned on the spot when he found that it was different from what he expected.

However, when he thought about being scolded and was about to get angry, he found that everything was reasonable, and he could not find any reason to attack Cheng Yun.

“Go to hell!!”

Cheng Yun plays the role of a naive and innocent person, and he stabs the white-haired old man with a gun in anger.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful immortal power surged out from his body, not only erupting with the terrifying pressure of the Immortal King, but also the immortal spear in his hand also shone with light, as if it had gathered endless mysterious power.

Buzz! Buzz!

The shrill sound shook the earth.

Cheng Yun suddenly raised the magic spear and stabbed it towards the white-haired old man. The light on the tip of the spear was not only as dazzling as the sun, but also intertwined into gorgeous patterns, like mysterious runes jumping.

"Wait, I am really your master!!"

The white-haired old man came back to his senses after a brief daze, and hurriedly shouted at Cheng Yun.

If his real body was here, he would not waste his breath on Cheng Yun. If the child was disobedient, he could just beat him up. But now this wisp of his spiritual consciousness has come out with great difficulty, and if it is destroyed, it will be gone forever.

"How dare you take advantage of my master, old man!!"

Cheng Yun seemed to be sure that the other party was not Zhao Yun, and the first thing he said was the key words that would trigger Yun's rage.

Immediately afterwards, a huge gun shadow came down with a devastating momentum, like a bright meteor across the sky. Not only did the dazzling sun pale in comparison to the gun light, but the world was also shrouded in a terrifying gun intent.

"I****……"

The white-haired old man's mind was like a telegraph, but he had to dodge quickly.

no way!!

Who said that his current soul is the only connection between the Heavenly Palace and the outside world?

Boom! !

A deafening roar resounded through the heavens and earth, accompanied by a mushroom cloud rising up.

Although the white-haired old man is now just a wisp of soul and cannot even block Cheng Yun's shot, his vision in the Hedao realm is still there, and he easily predicted the opponent's shooting route.

"Where are you running, old man?!"

Cheng Yun had no intention of stopping and continued to attack the other party with the gun.

However, before he could launch another attack, he sensed a familiar aura fluctuation, which was the aura emitted by their hidden sect's inherited technique, the Chaos Evolving Heaven Technique.

“Don’t stop yet!!”

The white-haired old man had a very ugly expression on his face and he shouted coldly at Cheng Yun.

“This breath…”

Cheng Yun was suddenly startled and quickly stopped attacking.

"Humph, idiot!!"

The white-haired old man's expression eased a little, but he still snorted coldly and said, "I am the eighth generation leader of the Hidden Sect and the great master of your master. Am I not qualified to be your grandmaster?!"

"The Eighth Sect Master!?"

Cheng Yun was shocked again, and asked in confusion: "Didn't my Hidden Sect be founded by my master? How could there be an Eighth Generation Sect Master? Are you kidding me? "

"Who said that the Hidden Gate was founded by your master!?"

The white-haired old man was not angry at all, and the anger on his face completely dissipated. He also explained, "After the successive generations of masters of my Hidden Sect merged with the Dao, they would go to the Heavenly Palace to report on their work. This is a secret that only the generations of masters know. It is normal that you don't know it."

"How can you say you are really my master!?"

Cheng Yun was extremely shocked, and then quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

However, just as he was about to follow the script given by Director Qin and tearfully recount his recent hardships and the blood feud of the Hidden Sect and ask for a gift, the other party suddenly looked at him sharply.

"etc!!"

The Eighth Generation Hidden Sect Master looked at Cheng Yun with sharp eyes and said, "I remember that after the Immortal Alliance War, a rain of forgetfulness fell, erasing all memories of the Heavenly Palace. But when you heard about the Heavenly Palace just now, you looked normal, without even a hint of curiosity. Did you know about the existence of the Heavenly Palace before this!?"

Holy crap!!

This is really over!!

Cheng Yun suddenly felt a chill on his back. He didn't expect the other party to pay so much attention to details.

But then he remembered Director Qin's advice, that whenever you encounter an emergency and don't know what to do, you must be sincere and never let the other person see that you are lying, and by the way, bring up some memories to resonate with the other person.

"Yes!"

Cheng Yun immediately said sincerely: "The reason why Qin Feng spared my life was to force me to tell him about the Heavenly Palace. They used all kinds of torture on me. Every time I felt that I was about to collapse, I would think of the time I spent with my master and my junior sisters. We lived a carefree life in the Hidden Sect, practiced under the Fusang sacred tree, stole peaches to eat, and played in the stream..."

"Hidden Door!!"

The eighth generation sect leader was lost in thought upon hearing this, as if he had returned to the Hidden Sect.

It’s like two generations coming out of the same village. Even though we don’t know each other, because we all live on the same land, your childhood and my childhood are really the same.

"But now the Hidden Sect is gone, the Master is gone, and the Junior Sister is gone..."

As Cheng Yun spoke, he burst into tears and said, "So I want to live, I want to avenge them. It was also because of this belief that I found an opportunity to kill the guards and escape. It was here that I learned the news about the Heavenly Palace."

That’s it…

Cheng Yun suddenly looked up at the other person, his determined eyes filled with tears.

"I see!"

The eighth generation sect leader nodded and dispelled his doubts.

Although their Heavenly Palace's Rain of Forgetfulness can erase memories, it is ineffective for some people with great luck. It can also be said that those with great luck are protected by the Great Dao.

However, their Hedao realm is on the same level as the Great Dao and they cannot interfere too much with the operation of the Great Dao.

"Is this the right time?!"

Cheng Yun's heart was in turmoil, but he did not forget to send a message to Director Qin.

"Um!?"

Qin Feng successfully received the message, and his eyes lit up.

Originally, he just wanted to catch rabbits while picking straw, and take a shot regardless of whether there was a jujube or not, but he didn't expect that the Heavenly Palace would be so cooperative and really deliver it to his door on their own initiative.

Then he let Cheng Yun control the rhythm himself and get information about the Heavenly Palace from the other party.

But you must not learn from some crappy authors who clearly forgot to make some mistakes in the settings, and even after being pointed out and reminded by readers, they still refuse to be happy and insist that they have their own rhythm.

"Brother Evil Emperor!"

Huanyue Moji asked in a coquettish voice: "What should we do now? Should we continue to send people into the ominous land!?"

"No!"

After Qin Feng learned that Cheng Yun had succeeded, he no longer planned to explore the ominous place.

Instead, he gave this task to Cheng Yun to ask the Heavenly Palace, and planned to go back to the ancient times to see if Yaoguang had left behind 10% of the power of the Great Dao...