Gao Wu Da Qin: You don’t want the secret to be known, right?

Mr. Guigu chatted with Qin Feng for almost three hours, from the Jinghong Competition to the Battle of the East China Sea, from the trial in Hades to the return from the Ancestor Temple.

The conversation was so intense.

Of course, in addition to chatting, Mr. Guiya also conveyed a core idea.

That is, if wealth does not return to its hometown, it will be like walking in brocade at night.

Grandmaster finally sneaked back from outside this time. You guys should learn to flatter Grandmaster more, listen more to the elders’ ideas, and don’t go against the old man’s wishes, and don’t make Grandmaster angry.

If Grandmaster has a problem and feels unhappy, I will ask you about it.

Facing the master's words, Qin Feng was speechless.

To be honest, what the Patriarch said to him may not be as much as what Yuan Zun said to him.

As long as you give him enough money, a realm lord like Yuan Zun with a full capitalist attribute can even sell him the hanging rope to kill him.

And the Patriarch has been out for so long and is just a senior executive in Yuan Zun's world. What he knows may be very limited.

However, even after coming back, you still have to follow the procedures that should be followed. This is the obligation that a disciple of the sect should fulfill.

Qin Feng took the lunch box arranged by his master and walked to the back mountain alone.

According to the master's words, I walked towards the back of the mountain, passed two mountain passes, jumped over three cliffs, and saw a wisp of green smoke rising to the sky. That was the grave of the ancestor.

The night was deep, in the Ghost Valley, the cold wind was shining, and snowflakes were falling around Qin Feng. It was quite pleasant to walk alone in the snow at night.

After walking through two hills, I looked closer. Under the top of the mountain, there was a faint line of blue smoke curling up into the sky.

Come on! That should be the ancestor’s grave!

Qin Feng was very curious about the identity of this patriarch. He had just asked his husband many times during the banquet who he was.

The gentleman's mouth is really tight. He doesn't say a word. When he is in a hurry, he just says that he can't read. Wouldn't you know it when you go to the grave and look at the tombstone?

Qin Feng quickened his pace, and in his heart, he couldn't help chatting with his Ma Zai Yuan Zun.

"Qin Feng: Master Yuan, you are so unkind! My ancestor, my feelings have been mixed up in your universe for so many years!"

"Yuan Zun: Hahaha, the group leader has actually returned to the sect? I guess he has met the ancestor!"

"Qin Feng: Tell me the truth, have you abused my ancestor?"

"Yuan Zun: No, it's nothing! Although I, Yuan Zun, am not a good person, I am definitely a realm leader with normal morals and ethical principles. I really can't do such a thing as abusing my subordinates. Come out, and even if I want to abuse your ancestor, he is not high enough to be PUA by me! In my universe, he can only be said to be a third-level manager, not even the second level, and the second level includes the second level. No one below the level has ever seen my appearance. Our universe adheres to the principle that my vassals are vassals of vassals, not my vassals! We are only responsible for the vassals of the two levels under our command! The third level is not under my control .”

"Qin Feng: There is no best."

"Yuan Zun: Let me tell you something. Your ancestor worked very hard in my universe and his achievements were amazing. He was a true pragmatist and a man of action. He was also scheming and vicious. He handled things neatly and never sloppily. It is precisely because of his outstanding performance that he was promoted to a third-level manager in less than 10,000 years!"

"Qin Feng: I have never noticed, what type of cosmic civilization is your universe?"

"Yuan Zun: Doomsday martial arts, doomsday universe, rampant zombies, radiation infection, genetic mutation, people with supernatural powers, divided into life sequences, divided into nine camps. It's very troublesome to talk about. Let's chat with you when you have time! I am now On business in the highest world."

"Qin Feng: What are you doing in the Supreme World?"

"Yuan Zun: Isn't it that the Supreme World has attracted the attention of your Pangu World? It's empty inside. I thought about it. I promised the group leader to get you a [God Control Machine], so I sneaked into the Supreme Universe."

"Qin Feng: Okay, I won't disturb you anymore. I wish you a safe journey and help me get the [God Control Machine] quickly!"

"Yuan Zun: By the way, if you meet with the Patriarch of yours, there is no need to pretend to hide it. As far as I know, this guy knows very detailed things about the outside world! And he has a very powerful technique of feigning death! You can show off your cards directly with him without worrying too much, this person is very pragmatic!"

"Qin Feng: Are you sure my ancestor's grave won't explode if I just show him off?"

"Yuan Zun: Don't worry. He has been in my universe for more than 8,000 years. He is very calm and has a strong will to practice. The only thing is that he is relatively poor. You just show him your cards and blast him with gold coins. Isn’t that enough?”

"Qin Feng: I'll watch it come! Be careful and don't let others arrange it! I am determined to win [Yu Shen Ji]!"

"Yuan Zun: I understand."

The call was hung up, and an old grave mound appeared in front of Qin Feng.

In front of the tomb, there are many swords, spears and halberds, and armors are lined up. At a glance, it is solemn and solemn, and the murderous aura is diffuse.

This is like an ancient battlefield, not like a cemetery.

Qin Feng walked through it, and a hoarse, vicissitudes of voice echoed.

"No, no - ascend!"

"Don't ascend!"

"A scam! Ascension is a scam!"

"So this is ah!"

"What the crazy old man said is true!"

"Then who am I?"

"My people are nothing!"

"My father, mother, ancestor, senior brother, junior brother, and junior sister!"

"This is not a fairyland, run quickly..."

The chaotic spiritual thoughts condensed into a heavy reverberating curse seal, reverberating in the ears and mind.

And if you look carefully, it is not difficult to see that these vicissitudes of spiritual thoughts, sounds, and consciousness all come from these armors, weapons, swords, and spears and halberds standing in front of you!

They echoed the same words repeatedly. The words echoed in his ears, making Qin Feng feel a boundless despair and hysteria. The kind of being fooled all his life. When they thought they were reaching the end of their cultivation, they found that they were just... Just dishes.

Qin Feng looked around, and the divine crown behind him rose up. The divine crown burned, mighty and dazzling, illuminating all directions!

Under the light of the powerful golden divine flame, the remaining voices and consciousness were instantly suppressed. Qin Feng used the divine crown to create ripples layer by layer.

Qin Feng's consciousness echoed around him, wrapped in divine flames, and washed away armor and weapons one after another.

"The era of enlightenment is in the past!"

"This is the era of high martial arts!"

"This time, we are the first server of the High Martial Era! No one can set up a trap for the Dao of Proving and play tricks on us on the Ancient Road of Proving the Dao!"

"This time, we are the ones standing on the starry sky overlooking all living beings!"

"Seniors, rest assured!"

After the words fell, Qin Feng's left hand went down and covered him.

On the left palm, ripples of soft golden light spread over, and the residual thoughts on the armor weapons completely dissipated.

Qin Feng walked through the ancient battlefield and finally came to the tomb of his ancestor.