I became a peerless master

Chapter 175 Why is Patriarch So Weak

Chapter 175: Why is the Patriarch So Weak?

Senior Song, the great power in the fairy world, had already planned for himself and the three half-immortal bodies who left the Hanging Mountain with Xiao Xinshen.

The three bottles of diluted elixir 'drinks' that come with it restore our partially incomplete soul and body, just to give us a taste of the sweetness.

It is more likely that the tomboy Xiao Xinshen of the Four Seas Trading Company went to Xuankong Mountain under the instruction of Senior Song. Communication with the fairy world is one aspect, and getting us out is also a small part of Da Neng's plan.

True power works so inscrutable that only the ignorant would think that everything is a coincidence.

It's so frightening, no wonder the existence of the upper realm of the fairy eye Lingquan in Xuankong Mountain would unconditionally agree to Xiao Xinxin's request.

The point is, Chen Guanshan, who can see a little bit of Senior Song's intentions, is a fucking slow-witted person.

Since he came back from the grocery store, Guang Chengzi has asked him at least ten times about Senior Song's intentions, wanting to know what the three of them are going to do, but the old man has a self-contained look and doesn't care at all.

Even because of the miracle of Buddhism this morning, Daze Zong's treasure town river bell uttered the Buddha's voice on its own, and there were vague signs that it had evolved from a treasure to a derivative spirit and evolved into a spiritual weapon. The old man still studied it until now.

Nah, it's just a magic weapon between a treasure and a spiritual weapon. The Daze Sect already has a backer like Senior Song, so why do you care about a broken clock.

If it wasn't because he really didn't dare, Guang Chengzi would even want to beat up this slow young old man.

"Fellow Taoist, don't panic. In fact, Senior Song has made his meaning quite clear."

Walking in front of Guang Chengzi unhurriedly, Chen Guanshan naturally knew the urgent thoughts of the half-celestial body behind him who had tried every means to survive for an unknown number of years.

Their survival after failing to overcome the tribulation was a torturous life without any future.

Even the whole life has been plunged into the boundless darkness, and at this moment, the light of hope suddenly shines in the hopeless life.

Not to mention Guang Chengzi who has suffered for countless years, even ordinary people in the market can't bear their emotions.

It's a relatively light way to not tear the old man into pieces and torture his soul.

"Senior Song said that the three of you are 'as arranged by the old man'. The words are concise and to the point. Do you still have any doubts?"

Asked in a calm tone, Guang Chengzi's eyelids twitched wildly.

Yes, that mysterious young senior with a dusty temperament did indeed say such things.

Questioning Guang Chengzi would naturally not be questioning.

The point is, you tell me what you want me to do with the three of you.

Could it be that they still intend to use us as servants and slaves?

"Little friend Guanshan is right, but I don't know you..."

"Brother Dao, please rest assured. I, Chen Guanshan, am definitely not a shameless person who uses chicken feathers as arrows. Moreover, Senior Song did not mean to assign you as my servants when he said that."

The old eyes turned around wisely, as if seeing through all Guang Chengzi's thoughts, which made the thin and sickly old monk feel a little embarrassed. Before he could recover from this embarrassment, Chen Guanshan's voice of answering questions sounded again:

"As for what I need you three to do, I haven't thought of it yet. It may be that the time has not come yet~"

From the bottom of his heart, Guang Chengzi said, "Little kid, do you know how to respect the elderly..."

...

The aura lingers, and the aura contained in the sky seems to have been sublimated to another level.

The surrounding mountains, rocks and civil structures seemed to be the same as the ones he was familiar with, but there was an aura of fairy spirits emanating from them.

The rules of space became more solid, the avenue became more than a million times deeper, and even the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth became immortal energy.

In the mortal world, that is the power that only the priceless "immortal crystal" can store.

Taking a deep breath of immortal energy into his body, he felt that every pore in his body was stretched out, and his body and mind were indescribably comfortable. Emperor Yingyue, who was plainly dressed and had an ordinary face, couldn't help feeling emotional.

The fairyland is really mysterious!

Rejected by the rules of the mortal world, this time she ascended from the sky, and it seemed as if she had passed away in the blink of an eye.

Before he had time to perceive it concretely, and even stayed with the heavenly dao that could detect spirituality for a second longer, his body appeared in the fairy world.

Soaring, it turned out to be so simple.

I don't know what level my current strength has reached.

It is said that among the true immortals in the fairy world, there are still three, six, nine levels of strength and weakness just like the mortal world of cultivation.

An existence like Senior Song should be at the highest level even among immortals.

"Yueying!"

Just when Emperor Yingyue, who had just entered the fairy world, was at a loss and had infinite reveries because of the novelty, a vigorous and powerful voice like the sound of a zither came to his ears.

Familiar meanings appeared in an instant, and the already dusty feelings suddenly rushed into her heart. The eyes of the simple female fairy were misty, and when she turned around to look into the distance, there was already a fairy light emerging.

Emperor Yingyue remembered very clearly the person who called out to him in the several flashes of light, so who else was it if it wasn't his great-grandfather?

Grandpa Liuhua Emperor was the previous sect master of Qiqingyin Palace. Although the two were blood relatives, this old man was Yingyue Emperor’s real master.

I thought the fairyland was vast, and my great-grandfather and the others had been ascending for thousands of years. It would not be that easy for me to find them after I arrived in the fairyland.

I never imagined that I would encounter such a happy event of reuniting my close relatives.

That's right, the patriarch of my Qiqingyin Palace was the son of destiny in the mortal world tens of thousands of years ago. When he ascended, he could even further communicate with the Dao of Heaven and receive special rewards from the Dao of Heaven.

Those geniuses who were born in the sky, even in the Immortal Realm, were the strongest soaring into the sky.

Maybe the power of Qiqingyin Palace exists in the fairy world now.

Is this the benefit of a monk with a backing after ascension?

The joy of reunion welled up in my heart, and in the blink of an eye, those few rays of light had already arrived in front of me.

The grandfather and master with white hair and beard, his appearance hasn't changed much, he even looks younger than before.

The person next to him, I had an impression when I was a child, was my previous Suzerain of Qiqingyin Palace.

As for others...

"Good granddaughter, I miss grandpa to death."

Emperor Yingyue here was still adjusting to the joy of reunited with his relatives as he had just ascended. Old Liuhua, who flew here, burst into tears and shouted with excitement on his face.

With the dual identities of master and apprentice and relative, he originally wanted to rush over to hug Emperor Yingyue, but when he thought of the existence behind him, his old face quickly turned serious.

"Ahem! Yingyue, hurry up and meet Patriarch."

He gestured respectfully, and next to the old man Liuhua, a middle-aged immortal with an elegant temperament showed an unusually kind smile.

The next moment, the kind smile was suddenly tinged with embarrassment.

"Ancestor!"

"Six-Fingered Qin Emperor himself!"

"Why are you so weak..."

(End of this chapter)