Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

A mortal thing invented by a mortal body can reverse the world. I am afraid that no one will believe it.

Is the road to simplicity?

A look of amazement appeared on the face of the Great Elder, "Unbelievable, unimaginable!"

"Hey!"

Captain Yao Meng sighed, with a sense of loneliness, and said with great regret: "Yesterday when I visited the master, the master also explained to me the principle of lightning rods, such as static electricity, conductors, and paths. Unfortunately, my understanding is too poor, and my strength is not enough. , I didn't understand a word, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to comprehend the great truth in it."

Zhou Dacheng opened his mouth and said, "Why is it so easy to comprehend the words of an expert? Eighty percent of it is because the level is too high."

Yao Mengji suddenly asked: "By the way, the world has changed greatly, have you tried contacting the ancestors of Linxiandao Palace?"

Qin Manyun said: "Master, we tried to contact."

"how?"

Qin Manyun frowned slightly and said, "It's true that there is no longer any unresponsiveness like before, but even though the ancestral stele is lit up, it is still difficult to communicate with the ancestors as before."

"It seems that the road to immortality has indeed begun to get through."

Yao Mengji nodded and continued: "I guess it may be because the great changes in the world have just begun, so most of the road to immortality is still cut off, and the price we spent is not big enough, so we couldn't get in touch. Don’t be in a hurry, just wait for the future development.”

At the same time, in Qingyun Valley.

In the deepest part of the underground of the main hall.

The space here is huge, but it is empty, and there are only three things in total.

A long wooden table, a milky white stone, and an incense burner.

Gu Changqing brought Gu Ziyao sister and brother, and three elders from Qingyun Valley next to them, and stood respectfully in front of the wooden table together with a solemn expression on their faces.

"Okay, let's get started!"

Gu Changqing took a deep breath and slowly stepped forward.

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

Immediately, the milky white stone began to emit light, illuminating the entire interior.

Gu Changqing and others were all shocked, and then they didn't dare to neglect, they quickly picked up the long incense and lit it.

Then he respectfully held the long incense, and said with great piety: "The eleventh generation of the valley of Qingyun Valley, Gu Changqing, has the ancestors come!"

As the sound fell, the smoke wafting out of Chang Xiang actually began to change its course. Instead of going up, it lay down and floated towards the milky white stone. The smoke melted into the stone, and the light suddenly became brighter.

The blood on it also shrinks rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

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

"Buzz!"

In the void, waves of ripples rippled, like ripples in space, a mighty breath suddenly appeared in the audience.

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

After being in a trance for a moment, the figure was slightly taken aback and said, "Changqing?"

Gu Changqing's eyes suddenly turned red, as if he had seen the kindest relatives, he couldn't help but take two steps forward and choked: "Grandpa!"

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

Gu Changqing hurriedly called Gu Ziyao sister and brother over, "Grandpa, this is my pair of children, Gu Ziyao and Gu Ziyu, you two quickly meet your great-grandfather."

Sister Gu Ziyao was extremely nervous and said cautiously, "Great-grandfather."

"Hahaha, both children and children, not bad!" The ghost couldn't help laughing, shaking a little with excitement.

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 transcending tribulation."

Gu Changqing's eyes darkened, and he sighed: "Three thousand years ago, demons were rampant, and when my father came to do evil during the demon sealing period, although he was eventually suppressed, my father also died."

Xu Ying also showed a sad look, and then sighed: "My generation of monks, life and death are ordinary, I count you in Qingyun Valley, a total of eleven generations of valley owners, which one is not a stunning and brilliant generation? Really can soar. There are only three of me in total! The road to immortality is uncertain, the future is uncertain, and I don’t know how many monks have been buried in the middle!”

Gu Changqing gritted his teeth and said: "Three thousand years ago, because the devil learned that the road to immortals was cut off, we couldn't invite immortals to come, so we dared to attack Qingyun Valley unscrupulously. Countless, it's really abominable!"

"For so many years, the road to the immortal world has been cut off, and the mortal world has weakened, which has indeed given the devil an opportunity, but fortunately, you have held on."

The virtual shadow said in surprise: "I just didn't expect that the road to Xianfan would show signs of reopening."

"Grandpa, I know a little about this matter. There is one in our mortal world..." Gu Changqing trembled in awe: "Saint!"

"Saint...Saint?"

The phantom couldn't help but shook his head and said with a funny smile: "Impossible, let alone the mortal world, even in the immortal world now, saints only exist in legends, and I am afraid that such characters exist only in ancient times. , Your knowledge is really too shallow, so don't say such ignorant words, it is good to be a laughing stock, and maybe you will offend the real saint."

Gu Changqing hurriedly said: "Grandpa, I'm serious! A few days ago, the ancestor of the Liu family came and was directly beheaded by the master's copybook. For this reason, he also stabbed a hole in the sky! I'm on the scene!"

The virtual shadow shook twice in shock, "The ancestors of the Liu family are only the cultivation base of the early days of the immortals, and there are many people who can kill him, but to break the gap between the immortals and the mortals from the mortal world, is it possible that these methods are Jinxian? Or is it with the help of some special magic weapon left in the mortal world from ancient times? There should never be such a powerful existence in the mortal world!"

He pondered all kinds of possibilities, if it wasn't for Gu Changqing being his grandson and full of trust in Gu Changqing, I'm afraid it would be directly regarded as nonsense.

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

"Oh? Let me have a look, maybe you can infer one or two of its strength, and see if it's true or not." The virtual shadow suddenly became interested and couldn't wait to say.

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

Xu Ying smiled slightly and said proudly: "It's not necessary, my first-generation Valley Master of Qingyun Valley has soared, and he is very talented. He is also the founder of a sect in the Immortal Realm. Although I have no blood relationship with him, I am also a member of Qingyun Valley. From my background, he takes good care of me, I naturally get along well, you can open it up, right?"

Gu Changqing nodded, holding the scroll and slowly spread it out.

Immediately, on the Golden Crow Day, the golden flames of the sky swept down from the picture scroll overwhelmingly.

Gu Changqing's realm is not enough, so he doesn't feel the pressure deeply, but the phantom is suddenly stunned. The picture scroll is only halfway open, and he feels a vast and boundless breath suppressing it, making him His brain was buzzing and he almost lost consciousness.

Majestic, sacred, terrifying, and... searing!

So scary, so creepy!

In just a split second, the phantom had almost turned into air, and an extremely weak voice came eagerly, "Stop! Don't open it again, I can't bear it anymore! Close the picture scroll, summon me again, and start again. call..."