Done!I'm a substitute!

"That's not true. After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the true god of the old era has entered the end of the twilight...after all, it is a powerful existence that transcends the boundaries of the human world."

The counterfeit drug dealer continued: "In the ancient distant era, they once ruled the heavens and the world, but now...the era that belongs to them has passed."

"The old avenue they depended on has been wiped out by the heavens, and it has gradually declined and withered. Therefore, these old gods have gradually fallen in the long river of time, leaving only a very small number of them, lingering on their last days."

"I didn't expect that such a god from the old era was hidden in the star that fell into the world this time."

After a pause, the counterfeit drug dealer said: "Actually, it is this old god who is unwilling and wants to find an inheritor to inherit his position."

When Hao Jian heard the words, he suddenly became clear, and said, "You mean to let my master inherit the position of god in this old era?"

"That's right, but in fact this is a dead end. The gods of the old era have entered the dusk and will eventually perish!"

The counterfeit drug dealer was quite calm when he said this, and he spread his hands and said: "To tell you the truth, I really wanted Li Zhengjing to inherit his power, so that there would be a god in the world who could compete with Qian Huan, and even kill Qian Huan. The character of Shenjun makes me have no worries..."

Speaking of this, he found that everyone in the serious gang was a bit unfriendly, and immediately explained: "I have always been innocent in business, but I didn't mean to harm your master. Originally, regarding the situation of the true god in the old age, I also plan to tell you the truth, and let you decide for yourself whether to inherit or not, it is all up to you."

"Then why do you think my master will agree?"

The Five Elements Creation Tree waved its branches and asked.

"Thousand Illusion God Lord, that bastard is too powerful, Dao Zun Tianqing died and returned to the world after Xiaju ascended. Does your master still have a choice?"

Saying so, the counterfeit drug dealer looked at Li Zhengjing.

Li Zhengjing looked calm and did not respond. If there were no golden pages... this might be the best choice.

If you don't inherit the position of the old god, you will die at the hands of the current thousand fantasy gods.

Inheriting the position of the old god will have the strength to counter the Thousand Illusionary God Sovereign, and the hope of surviving this calamity and moving towards the future.

"The old god of the dusk is also a true god after all. If he can appreciate the power of a true god, few practitioners in the world would refuse!"

The counterfeit drug dealer continued: "After all, in this world, immortality will never end and cannot ascend. No matter how powerful the creatures in the world are, they will die at the end of their lives and return to dust. The result is the same..."

He looked at Haojian and said, "For example, you... From my point of view, you are expected to be immortal in this life, but if you want to become a master-level powerhouse, your chances are slim! If you are given a chance now, it will make you Do you want to have the combat power of immortals and gods beyond the boundaries of the world?"

Hao Jian was startled, and looked at Li Zhengjing.

And Li Zhengjing was also looking forward to his answer.

Hao Jian pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "One choice, you can have a powerful power that I can't even achieve in my life. Of course I am willing."

"Isn't that enough? It's like getting rich once in a while. How many people in the world can refuse?"

The counterfeit drug dealer said: "What's more...a person who is as strong as a teacher can only live for a thousand years, and the true gods of the old era are also true gods after all. Even if they will continue to weaken with time, they can still survive in the world. Immortal."

Speaking of this, the counterfeit drug dealer looked at Li Zhengjing, shook his head, and said helplessly: "Unfortunately, with your current situation, you are not far from death, and you broke another arm and failed to recover. More importantly, you are infected with The power of Ni Xian's curse cannot be dispelled... that old god will never choose you to inherit his position."

"I also don't want to inherit the position of the old god and step into a desperate situation."

Li Zhengjing looked serious, and said seriously: "I just want to ask him to help me."

Hearing the words, the counterfeit drug dealer showed a thoughtful look, as if he was planning something.

Li Zhengjing just looked at him, did not speak, and waited for the next sentence.

The counterfeit drug dealer thought for a long time before he said: "The true immortal who fell into this world in the past has a great background. It is rumored that there is a deep secret hidden in him, which involves the orthodoxy of the immortal way!"

"In the past, all living beings shared food and sought ascension in vain. Today, only the Thousand Illusory God Lord survives..."

"Thousand Illusion God Lord can be regarded as the last trace of the true fairy, and he may have inherited the secret of it."

"For these old gods, it is extremely important!"

"I can't confirm whether that old god is willing to help you, but I can conclude..."

The counterfeit drug dealer said seriously: "If you tell the other party these words, he will definitely want to kill the thousand illusion gods, seize the orthodoxy of the immortal way, and restore the glory of the old god era."

During the conversation, the Tianxiao Flying Boat has traveled thousands of miles and is approaching the celestial cave.

However, at the same time, in the west of Zhongzhou, there are lofty mountains and dense forests, and the sea of ​​forests is boundless at a glance.

But at this moment, among the mountains and forests, with the gurgling stream, a golden light suddenly descended from the sky and turned into a human figure.

This figure is bent and looks old, but he has two wings on his back, and the golden feathers are shining.

Upon closer inspection, this person's eyes are pale gold, and his mouth is full of fangs, which is ferocious and terrifying.

His arms hang down, one is a human hand, the other is a claw.

He fell to the ground with both feet, like the feet of an eagle, scratching and breaking rocks.

He looked forward, with a three-pointed sadness on his hideous and terrifying face.

He flew so far, no longer volleying in the air, but down-to-earth, walking forward.

Because in front of him is the inheritance of his master, a ghost valley that ordinary practitioners have never heard of!

Throughout the ages, it has only been passed down in one vein.

I saw Guigu Lingguan walking forward.

The surrounding birds and beasts sensed the aura, and out of instinct, they were extremely frightened, and fled and scattered.

Those who were already too frightened to move would crawl on the ground, life and death at their will.

There are many spirits and monsters among them, and there are even many monster kings, all of whom dare not act rashly.

"The descendants of Ghost Valley are here."

"Let the juniors in the clan quickly escape from this forest, and don't be treated as a training object."

"This place gathers surrounding spiritual energy. I am waiting to practice here, which is far superior to the outside world. There is a Ghost Valley inheritance here. I practice my hands with the birds and animals in the mountains at every turn, disembowelling, cramps and bone digging. It is simply horrible."

"I remember that each generation of successors only has the authority to open Ghost Valley twice in their lifetime."

"The first time was after accepting apprentices, I took the apprentices into the ghost valley, worshiped the ancestors, and obtained the inheritance."

"The second time is before dying, enter the ghost valley, bury yourself in it, and sleep on the earth forever."

"The successor of Guigu in this generation doesn't seem to have had any disciples, but now he returns alone without bringing any disciples... Could it be that he is going to die and come to bury himself?"

"In this way, the Guigu lineage will be extinct from now on. Will the future generations of us and other ethnic groups not be murdered again?"

Several demon kings in the depths of the mountain forest transmitted their voices to each other, and when they came to such a conjecture, they were overjoyed for a while and wept uncontrollably.

Thinking of the contemporary descendants of Guigu, who only initially inherited the method of Guigu's lineage, hunted and killed their fellow clans everywhere, and even themselves were almost murdered several times... Recalling the past, I can't help but feel emotional and excited.

The Spirit Officer of Guigu walked among the mountains and forests, thinking to himself: "It's been so many years, haven't there been any demons born around the Guigu Mountains?"

As he thought about it, he also recalled the past.

At the beginning, the master said that in a long time ago, the cultivation base of the master master reached the upper realm of human immortality, and drove away all the demons and immortals around him. They are listed in the book to provide future generations with valuable experience about the body structure of different demons and immortals of various races.

And before the master's life was exhausted and died, the master also cultivated to the upper realm of human immortality, and wiped out the demons around the Guigu mountain range.

Up to now, it should be my turn to clean up the surrounding demons for future generations.

But he wasted most of his life, so far he has not accepted any apprentices, nor has heirs been born, and there is no descendant inheritance.

Of course, up to now, there are no demons inhabiting around the Guigu mountain range, and no demons are born... It does not give him the opportunity to benefit future generations, even though he has no descendants.

Just thinking like this, Guigu Lingguan formed a seal with one hand and one claw, and hit the empty valley in front of him.

In a trance, the empty valley distorted, like ripples on the water surface, rippling for a moment, manifesting a desolate land.

The inside is dead silent, there are no birds or animals, no flowers and trees, only a dilapidated thatched hut.

And behind the hut, there are grave mounds one after another.

Ghost Valley Lingguan stepped into the valley, came to the nearest grave mound, and brushed off the dust on the tombstone.

With a complicated expression and strange eyes, he said in a low voice: "Master, I have doubts in my heart, I have to explain... I disturbed your sleep today."

With a wave of his hand, there was a loud shock, and the mound was overturned, revealing a coffin underneath.

Seeing that the coffin was intact, Guigu Lingguan let out a sigh of relief, then started again and opened the coffin.

Under the coffin, it was not empty. There was a body that was lifelike and had not decayed.

This body appeared to be extremely strong, covered with armor, but upon closer inspection... it was discovered that it was not armor, but scales growing out of the body!

"Master..."

Guigu Lingguan slightly closed his eyes and sighed.

He was worried that the bottom of the tomb was empty, and he was worried that the bottom of the tomb was not empty.

He suspected that the master had faked his death, but he couldn't figure out whether he wanted him to fake his death or hoped that he really died.

But now it seems that his teacher who taught him is still dead and buried in the ground.

For a moment, he felt a little disappointed, and it was even more complicated... I didn't know whether he should feel happy or sad.

But the master is not a thousand fantasy gods, after all, he was relieved.

Thinking this way, he walked forward, picked up the coffin lid, and wanted to close it again.

Then he discovered that there was an old voice coming from the coffin.

"Teacher, after all these years, you finally came to wake up disciple."

The weird man in the coffin slowly opened his eyes with sighs and joy in his tone.

After that, the four eyes met, and they were speechless for a while.

After a long time, Guigu Lingguan sighed and asked a question.

"So, the master is not dead, and the ancestor is not dead, the patriarch of our line... is the Thousand Illusion God?"

Chapter 196 The Land of the Extreme North, Beyond the Cave

The sky and the earth are vast and white.

Blizzard, wind and frost, biting cold, like a bone-scraping steel knife.

Such an extreme environment has led to the extreme north, where there are few creatures and no one left.

"It's not completely Jedi."

The counterfeit drug dealer said: "There are still groups of creatures living here, such as snow bears with thick fur, different birds with fat meat, and so on... Under the snow, there are undercurrents and creatures in the water, and all kinds of strange things."

As he was talking, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere was not right. Looking to the side, he saw a little girl with saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth and sparkling eyes.

Seeing this, Li Zhengjing quickly took out the bottle and handed it to the Five Elements Creation Tree.

The tree master was farting, holding a bottle to drink water.

This is dragon saliva!

It is recorded in the classics that it is a holy medicine, which can cure all kinds of diseases, and it is extremely rare.

Even the dragon's saliva, which is of the rank of true immortal, has the miraculous effect of life and death, flesh and bones for secular people.

And Li Zhengjing glanced at the counterfeit drug dealer, motioning him to continue quickly.

The counterfeit drug dealer rubbed his brows, and then said: "Besides, these strange birds and beasts have also bred many monsters in such an environment, with fat fat and spiritual energy, and they have a special flavor when they are grilled... "

The response that followed was a series of noises.

Dragon Girl Wa'er quickly hugged her little belly, and seeing that everyone was looking at her, she quickly looked up at the sky and whistled as if nothing had happened.

"turn……"

Breaking Waves Gu made a sound, his eyes were full of hunger, and he almost drooled.

Hanging Bird trembled, and hurriedly expressed to Longnvwaer that he had no flesh and could not squeeze out half a ounce of oil. The demon king, who was at the peak of true energy, was as cold as a dog in this icy and snowy world, which showed that he was emaciated.

"The place is almost here."

At this moment, the counterfeit drug dealer looked forward and frowned slightly.

Li Zhengjing also looked over and said, "Is there anyone?"

The counterfeit drug dealer nodded: "In the extreme north, although there are few people, there are still a few tribes who have adapted to this cold world and survive here... But because of the lack of food and the constant cold, each tribe's The population will not be too much."

Speaking of this, the counterfeit drug dealer said again: "And there is a big reason why they can survive, because there are practice sects in the extreme north, which protect the survival of all tribes... and they can also learn from each tribe, Choose the right child, enter the sect to practice, inherit the orthodoxy, and avoid no successors."

The figures around the Tianxingdongtian in front are all practitioners, most of them are in the realm of inner qi, and there are about twenty practitioners in the realm of true qi.

And the three people with the highest cultivation base are in the realm of human immortals.

"Because of the harsh environment in the Northland, these sects are not large in scale, far inferior to the Xianzong in Zhongzhou... If you only talk about the number of people in the sect, they may not be as good as the Second and Third Liudao sects in Zhongzhou."

The counterfeit drug dealer said: "But the exercises they practice are adapted to the northern environment...For outsiders, the extreme north is a bitter and cold place. To them, in terms of practice and progress, it is no less than a paradise."