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But just this glance made Yang Ze feel cold all over his body, as if all the secrets in his body were discovered by the other party in an instant. When this feeling appeared in Yang Ze's heart, his expression gradually became serious. Because of the pressure put on him by the man on the altar, even Qiu Lei of the Qinglian Sword Sect seemed unable to do it.

It feels like the person in front of you is the master of this world.

"That man has such a terrifying cultivation level! Even I can't see how strong he is! If he wants to attack you, I can't stop him!" At this time, Shi Fan in Yang Ze's body was also alarmed, and then The tone was solemn and authentic.

Hearing this, Yang Ze's face became more solemn. With Mr. Shi's current cultivation level, he could fight even a strong man at the Lingjun level. But facing the man on the altar, Mr. Shi But he didn't have the slightest confidence, which showed the terror of that man.

Just when Yang Ze was extremely nervous, his and Qiu Long's bodies were also flying towards the altar under the control of unknown forces. After a few breaths, they finally slowly landed on the top of the altar.

Yang Ze's eyes were full of vigilance. While controlling the iron rope to lock Qiu Long, he quietly looked at the person in front of him.

This person looks young, similar to Qiu Long. He has a majestic appearance, is dressed in green clothes, and looks elegant. Although he looks like an ordinary person with no cultivation, he is standing here, but Yang Ze A strange illusion that not even heaven and earth could shake him.

"Old Shi, is this person a spiritual immortal? Or is he higher?" Yang Ze's heart beat violently, and he was surprised.

Shi Fan was silent for a while, then solemnly said: "I can't feel it, but according to my estimation, it should be more powerful than the spirit immortal!"

"More powerful than a spirit fairy?" Yang Ze couldn't help but swallowed, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Yang Ze could no longer imagine a monk who was more powerful than a spirit fairy. How terrifyingly powerful would such a person be?

Just when Yang Ze was looking at the man, the latter also looked at him with interest. Then, the man said something incomprehensible: "It looks like him! It looks so much like him! A hundred thousand years ago" Well, I have finally waited for this day!"

Yang Ze was confused, but he had no time to care at this moment, because he was deeply shocked by the three words "one hundred thousand years". One hundred thousand years, what a long time it is!

Can humans really live that long?

"I know you have a lot of doubts in your heart!" The man looked at Yang Ze with a smile and said gently: "Don't worry, I will help you answer them one by one! Before that, let me introduce you, I am Qinglian Taoist. The founder of the Qinglian Sword Sect! Your father arranged for me to wait for you here, and now you finally show up!"

Hearing this, Yang Ze's expression suddenly changed, and then, a surge of ecstasy surged into his heart.

The truth is about to be revealed!

Looking at the ecstatic young man in front of him, Qinglian Taoist also showed a kind expression that was extremely inconsistent with his age. Then, he said: "I was originally a Qinglian plant in your father's retreat place. I was lucky enough to get your father's. With the enlightenment, my spiritual wisdom has just been opened, and I have cultivated to this point..."

"Father..." Listening to Taoist Qinglian's reminiscences, Yang Ze became gloomy. Sometimes he was excited, and sometimes he showed a little hatred. Sixteen years later, he had abandoned him so hard that he didn't even look at him. Give him a look.

At this time, Taoist Qinglian seemed to see what Yang Ze was thinking, and he immediately wanted to explain.

But at this moment, Qiu Long suddenly lost his voice and said: "Master, save me! This kid ignored the rules and insulted me. I hope Master will uphold justice!"

Taoist Qinglian never looked at Qiu Long seriously. When he heard what he said, he glanced at him and said calmly: "Needless to say, I saw clearly what happened outside just now. The fault lies in You have nothing to do with Yang Ze!"

After a pause, he continued: "Why is there an extremely evil energy in your body? The Qinglian Sword Sect's skills are so wonderful and powerful, why do you sacrifice your basic skills and practice such evil skills?"

Qiu Long suddenly turned pale, and when Taoist Qinglian mentioned the evil energy, his heart jumped into his throat. However, in the end, the Patriarch in front of him seemed not to understand some things. But even so, Qiu Long remained silent and did not dare to say anything more.

However, Taoist Qinglian didn't seem to have a good impression of him. With a wave of his sleeves, an inexplicable force suddenly surged out and struck Qiu Long instantly.

In this force, a curtain of light suddenly appeared in front of Qiu Long, and his figure suddenly merged into it, and then disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ze frowned. If he let Qiu Long go back this time, he would probably be in big trouble. Once he told what happened in the Qinglian Secret Realm, Qiu Lei would be very angry with Yang. Ze took action directly.

At this time, Qinglian Taoist smiled slightly after seeing Yang Ze's worry and said: "Don't be afraid, I have erased part of his memory just now. In this Qinglian secret realm, everything related to you , he can’t remember it anymore!”

Hearing this, Yang Ze couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, but the frown still did not relax, because the injuries on Qiu Long's face had not been eliminated, and once Qiu Lei saw his grandson being beaten like this From the appearance, one would naturally be sure that it was Yang Ze who did it.

Thinking of this, Yang Ze asked: "The injuries on his face..."

Taoist Qinglian suddenly smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "You guys are really tricky and ruthless in your attacks. You actually hit someone's face like this. But don't worry, I have already helped him deal with his injuries. At most In the next few days, he will feel inexplicable pain on his face."

Yang Ze finally had a smile on his face, and then, a smirk appeared on his face. I'm afraid Qiu Long never imagined that he would be repaired severely by himself, but he muddleheadedly pretended that nothing had happened. occur.

However, these thoughts only passed through Yang Ze's mind. Next, he remembered his life experience and said: "Master Patriarch, is my father still alive? Why did he abandon me back then?"

Taoist Qinglian hurriedly waved his hands and said: "Don't call me Patriarch. After all, I am only half a disciple of your father. If you call me like that, you are shortening my life!"

Yang Ze was stunned for a moment, then he pondered for a moment and said: "It doesn't matter, we each do our own thing!"

Taoist Qinglian sighed and said, "Okay!"

After a pause, he said seriously: "One hundred thousand years ago, your father used his supreme magic power to help you travel through time and space to the present, and then asked me to establish a sect in Aoki City, waiting for your arrival..."

Yang Ze looked shocked and said in surprise: "Traveling through one hundred thousand years of time and space! How much cultivation does that require?"

Taoist Qinglian said: "Even I can't see through your father's cultivation, but he also spent a lot of energy to teleport you to the current time and space. When all this is done, the great catastrophe of heaven and earth will happen. , and your father led countless top experts to form an alliance to resist that catastrophe..."

"Heaven and earth catastrophe?" Yang Ze frowned. This was the second time he heard these four words, but what kind of catastrophe it was, Yang Ze had no way of knowing.

Taoist Qinglian nodded and said: "I am just a distraction from the main body. As for what happened in that catastrophe, I don't know very well. Moreover, I have no way of knowing whether your father is still alive. But a strong man of his level shouldn’t fall easily!”

After a pause, Taoist Qinglian's tone suddenly became more vicissitudes of life: "Your father did this because he had no choice but to resist the catastrophe and to protect you, he had no choice!"

Yang Ze was silent, feeling very complicated for a moment. He never thought that his life experience would be like this, let alone that he was a person from a hundred thousand years ago...

At this moment, he could no longer hate his father in his heart. Facing the catastrophe of heaven and earth, if he had the ability, he would do the same! Moreover, in order to protect himself, he actually spent his supreme spiritual power to penetrate the time and space one hundred thousand years later and send himself here. How could Yang Ze not feel the deep fatherly love in it?

At this moment, he felt that what his father did was right and great!

He had no reason to blame his father! On the contrary, he should regard his father as a goal and aspire to be a person like him!

Yang Ze pursed his lips tightly and clenched his palms into fists so tightly that his fingers turned white. After a long silence, he took a deep breath and suddenly said: "I want to find him! If he is alive, I will serve him wholeheartedly, and if he... dies, I will keep my filial piety for him!"

Taoist Qinglian looked desolate, feeling the determination in Yang Ze's tone, and sighed: "Sigh... Senior once lived in seclusion in the Purgatory Mountains for five hundred years. If you want to find his footprints, you can go there and try your luck..."

Hearing this, Yang Ze's eyes gradually became firm, and he said loudly: "I will go! After I get out, I will leave the Qinglian Sword Sect and go to the Purgatory Mountains!"

Taoist Qinglian didn't know what to say for a while. After a long time, when Yang Ze gradually calmed down, he suddenly said: "That little guy just now has an evil force in his body. I wonder if you know anything about this?"

Yang Ze's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that there was an evil force inside Yan Zhen's body. Is there a certain relationship between this?

Thinking of this, Yang Ze told everything about the demon corpse and the divine envoy without reservation.

After hearing these things, Taoist Qinglian frowned slightly and said: "I have never heard of these two things, but as you said, the Qinglian Sword Sect does not seem to be so peaceful now!"

Yang Ze's face was solemn, and after seeing that Qinglian Taoist knew nothing about demon corpses and divine envoys, his face showed a little disappointment. But then, he thought of another question and said: "The Qinglian Sword Sect's skills are incomplete, and they can only be practiced to the Spirit Lord level at most. I wonder if the ancestor knows the reason?"