As soon as Chen Luo walked out of the yard, he found two more people in the yard. The flower-backed turtle was still the same as before, but the difference was that there was an old man wearing gray cloth and linen in front of him.

The old man was short and skinny, and looked like he could be blown down by a gust of wind. At this moment, he was sitting next to the pond that Chen Luo had just built, fishing. When he heard the door open, the old man looked up and smiled at Chen Luo who had come out.

"I came here uninvited, please forgive me."

The flower-backed turtle standing behind him was winking at him with its teeth bared, as if conveying some information to him. Chen Luo sensed a dangerous aura from this old man, and this aura filled the entire area. The old man fishing in front of him was like a finger stretched out by a giant, and it was completely unclear.

The almost infinite demonic aura made Chen Luo involuntarily think of the giant whale he met in the Tiannan Region.

This is the breath that is produced when the quantity accumulates to a certain level.

Almost at the same time, the external brain that was sensitive to danger became active, and hundreds of thoughts emerged at the same time.

'Danger!'

'Old monster.'

'The turtle ancestor under the holy mountain!'

The last thought caught Chen Luo's attention. He paid attention and found that this thought was left by Hu Si, the ancestor of the previous generation of the fox clan. He had seen this old turtle before, so he recognized the old man the moment he saw him.

The old man didn't seem to notice

“I charge for fishing here.”

Chen Luo observed the old man fishing and suddenly said something.

Without paying any attention to the frightened turtle next to him, he walked straight to the old man and sat down, also taking out a fishing rod.

When the old man saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face.

"No problem."

He reached into his arms, took out two small round stones, and threw them to Chen Luo. The flower-backed turtle behind him was drooling. He had seen the temper of this ancestor before. He was so stingy that he only brought in money but never spent anything! He didn't know what happened today, but he became so generous.

Dao stone!

Chen Luo narrowed his eyes. He naturally knew what these two stones were. He had refined one not long ago. This old man was extremely rich, using Dao Stone as fishing money.

His cultivation is strong, but I don’t know what his brain is like.

Chen Luo subconsciously looked at the other person's half-bald head, weighed it for a moment, and gave up this tempting idea.

"I didn't expect that the Minggui clan still had descendants. I will thank you for this matter."

The old man fished very slowly, as if he was already used to this rhythm.

"Senior is also a life turtle?"

Fate turtles are very rare, and this species that involves fate has become extinct in many places. Chen Luo took a fancy to the rarity of the flower-backed turtle and brought him out of the demon world. Such a satisfactory brother can let him explore the way when there is danger, fill his stomach when he is hungry, exchange money when he is poor, and block the knife when he is chased. It can be said to be fully functional and a must-have option for going out for practice.

“I guess so.”

The old man moved the fishing line in his hand, and several big black fish that had just approached the hook were scattered away.

"I have been keeping an eye on you since you entered the demon tribe. There are several auras on you that I cannot discern. If it were not for Bu Wan, my junior, I would never have come out to see you."

The "Buwan" mentioned by the old man is the name of the flower-backed turtle.

Flowers are not stubborn.

The Turtle Ancestor under the Holy Mountain, Chen Luo couldn't help but think of the ridiculously large giant turtle below.

An old monster carrying a holy mountain around the world!

No wonder the evil spirit on his body gave him the feeling of a big whale. Compared with this old monster, the big whale could only stand aside.

The flower-backed turtle was a member of the demon tribe that infiltrated with Ding Jian and Yu Wenling. After arriving at the demon tribe, Ding Jian and Yu Wenling's memories were immediately altered, their cognition was distorted, and they forgot their past. Only the flower-backed turtle was not affected at all. Chen Luo thought that it was the flower-backed turtle's identity as a demon tribe that played a role, and later it escaped the disaster with the protection of Su Linlin.

Now it seems that the person who really protected him was the old man in front of him.

"The human race is still better. They are born with a shortcut. It only takes a few hundred years to reach this realm. In the past, I spent a full six thousand years to cultivate to the Return to Void Realm."

"Everything is gained and every thing is lost. The price of taking the shortcut is a shorter lifespan."

Both the human race and the demon race have their own advantages. The human race is close to the Tao, has superior comprehension, and can practice much faster than the demon race. However, the demon race has a much longer lifespan than the human race, and their comprehension is slightly weaker. To reach the same Qi Refining Realm, a human genius cultivator only needs 20 years, while a demon race needs at least 100 years, and some even need 200 years. The subsequent realms are even more difficult, and each hurdle takes five to ten times more time for the human race. Among the demon race, Turtle Ancestor is already a rare genius. Those demon races with insufficient comprehension will never reach his realm until they die.

"You see it very clearly."

Turtle Ancestor put down his fishing rod and placed it on a raised rock.

"The reason I came to see you this time, besides the trivial matter, there is one more thing I want to tell you." The old man turned his head and looked at Chen Luo with a smile.

"The 'Tao' of the demon race cannot be given to you."

"You worry too much. There are still seven demon saints on the mountain. I am no match for them." Chen Luo said sincerely, as if he really had no interest in the 'Tao' of the demon clan.

Turtle Ancestor laughed. He didn’t believe a word Chen Luo said.

If he really has no interest in the 'Tao' of the demon race, why does he stay in the demon race? The spiritual energy of the human race's territory is the most suitable place for human cultivators to practice. He was unwilling to expel him. The boy in front of him looked like a big trouble. An old demon like him was most afraid of trouble.

"That's it. I won't give you anything anymore. You don't tell the truth."

Turtle Ancestor stood up and walked outside. In two steps, he merged into the ground like mist. He left no trace and came and went freely. The formation that Chen Luo had set up in the valley had no effect on him.

This can be considered as a reminder to Chen Luo.

His current formation ability is gradually becoming insufficient when facing these old monsters.

Chen Luo sat there without moving.

Turtle Ancestor came here this time, as if he really just wanted to meet Chen Luo. But Chen Luo knew that the old guy's purpose was to warn him and preserve the "Tao" of the demon race. Chen Luo's Return to the Void Realm was achieved on the Holy Mountain. As the Turtle Ancestor who carried the Holy Mountain, he could naturally sense Chen Luo's power after the breakthrough. Even the ancestral tomb could not block his perception of the legendary world, which meant that most of the restrictions on the Holy Mountain had no effect on him.

"Brother, this is what my ancestors asked me to give you."

The flower-backed turtle quickly stepped forward and reached into the storage bag to take out a white rib.

This bone was like a living thing. The moment the flower-backed turtle took it out, the air around it became thicker. The bare rock ground cracked in large areas, and green plants grew out from underneath. Even in the pool, a large amount of algae grew. The smell of plants and trees spread like ripples.

Turtle Ancestor saw clearly what Chen Luo was doing digging the ancestral tomb.

According to his judgment, Chen Luo should be a casual cultivator who likes to dig up abandoned graves. His cultivation is all based on the accumulation of dead people's relics, which is also in line with the current status of the human race in the world of immortal cultivation. So he specially found this rib that suits Chen Luo's "hobby" from his collection and gave it to him. It is considered to be a thank you for bringing the flower-backed turtle out.

"This is a rib of a mangrove bird. Our ancestor said it fell from the fairyland. He paid a huge price to get this rib."

"Immortal world?"

Chen Luo's eyes immediately turned to the flower-backed turtle.

Who among those who cultivate immortality does not yearn for the immortal world? If one can find the real immortal world, all the problems of the realms that follow can be solved. If it is the immortal world that Chen Luo understands, then if he goes in and steals a few elixirs and touches a few peaches, immortality is not a dream!

"I asked, but the old man didn't say anything, he just spanked me."

The Flower-backed Turtle naturally had similar ideas a long time ago, but unfortunately, the idea was strangled by his ancestor as soon as it was born. But if you think about it the other way around, you will understand. If the immortal world is really that good, the turtle ancestor must have gone there long ago. Now the road to the immortal world is cut off, and no matter how long the turtle ancestor's life is, it will come to an end. If he cannot live forever, it will all be in vain.

'There is no immortality in the fairy world!'

This thought instantly came to Chen Luo's mind, and he remembered his biggest trump card, the Immortal Emperor Changqing. At first, Chen Luo thought that the Immortal Emperor Changqing was just a title, just like the "Immortal Realm" created by the evil demon Yu Nian, where there were also Immortal Emperors. For cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages, the Dan and Yuanying stages are all immortals. But those immortals are not even as good as him, so how can they be considered true immortals. Later, when he picked up the corpse of his third brother, the immortal corpse of his second brother, Chen Luo had an accurate guess about the realm of his elder brother Changqing.

After receiving the ribs, Chen Luo planned to break the bones into pieces when he had some free time to see if he could find bone patterns inside.

This bone was different from the demon bones he had come into contact with before. Its aura was restrained, and the only thing scattered outside was the remaining demonic power from the previous life. There was no way for his spiritual consciousness to penetrate into it, let alone imitate the bone patterns inside.

Just then, a stream of white light flew in from outside.

Chen Luo stopped and reached out to catch the white light.

The monkey demon Sun Chi is dead.

Chen Luo frowned. Monkey demon Sun Chi was a subordinate he personally instructed. Nothing happened when he infiltrated the Twelve Demon Tribes before, but now he died at the hands of the Elephant Demon Tribe. According to the news sent back by the paper crane, Sun Chi died at the hands of the Stone Spirit Tribe. The specific process was not explained by the paper crane.

"Brother?"

The Flower-backed Turtle was still thinking about the fairyland mentioned by the Turtle Ancestor when he accidentally bumped into Chen Luo in front of him. He raised his head and looked at Chen Luo in confusion.

"The demon race's new seventh demon saint is from the Stone Spirit Clan?"

Chen Luo clenched his right hand, and white spiritual fire emerged from his palm, and the paper crane was instantly burned to black ash. (End of this chapter)