After hearing this, Jiang Laodao could only reach out his hand again and touch Chen Luo. His palm was withdrawn as soon as it touched him, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation during the whole process.

"it's over?"

Chen Luo watched Jiang Laodao's movements the whole time, but even so, he still didn't notice anything wrong. It was not until the Life Borrowing Gu reminded him that he realized that his life span was lost again.

"One hundred years."

Taoist Jiang spread out his palm, and another white longevity ball appeared in his palm.

“How many can you intercept at one time?”

Chen Luo felt a chill in his heart. If this strange magical power fell into the hands of the enemy, wouldn't it be possible to "intercept" the person without anyone noticing?

"This magical power is not as powerful as you think."

As if he knew what Chen Luo was thinking, Taoist Jiang smiled bitterly and pointed out the shortcomings of this magical power.

"'Intercepting Life' has a limit. The specific amount of life that can be intercepted is determined by the target's life span. The life span that can be intercepted varies for different targets. The number of times a target can be intercepted is also limited. A target can be intercepted at most twice, and the life span cannot exceed 1% of its life span. If this limit is exceeded, the magic power will be ineffective."

"What is the name of your lineage?"

Chen Luo gave up the idea of ​​looking for the Lord of Eternal Night Valley. He planned to go back with Taoist Jiang to pay homage to the ancestor of their lineage.

"Intercept the Heavenly Path."

Taoist Jiang was silent for a moment and then said a name.

Chen Luo thought about it in his mind.

Never heard of it

There are many top forces in the world of immortal cultivation, and there are also several peak clans, but he has never heard of Jie Tian Dao. Such a domineering name, once heard of, it is hard to forget, not to mention that Chen Luo has nearly 3,000 brains. With so many brains gathered together, it is impossible for everyone to forget. The only answer is that this sect is old enough, so old that it is not recorded in the news he had contacted before.

"Where is your mountain gate?"

The smile on Chen Luo's face became brighter and brighter, and even the tone of his voice became much lighter.

Ancient forces are great!

The older it is, the more predecessors there are in the sect, and the more predecessors can be excavated and worshipped.

"this"

Taoist Jiang felt a little scared when Chen Luo looked at him, but the situation was stronger than him. The most important thing was that he had caused this trouble. After weighing the pros and cons for a moment, he gritted his teeth and told Chen Luo the address of the sect.

Thunder Mountain.

"In the territory of the Winged People?"

Chen Luo thought for a moment and immediately found the location of Leiming Mountain.

After the Winged Clan's ancestor "enthusiastically" helped him out last time, Chen Luo read through all the information about the Winged Clan, which included records of Thunder Mountain. It was said that the mountain was cursed by the immortal world, and thunder surrounded the mountain all year round. Although there was spiritual energy around it, cultivators could not absorb it, and it was considered a famous wasteland in the Winged Clan's territory.

"I came to the deserted city with the Winged People this time. I originally wanted to find some opportunities here," said Old Taoist Jiang with a wry smile.

The opportunity has been found, but it’s a bit too hot to let go.

"Let's go to your house today."

Chen Luoyi pressed Jiang Laodao's shoulders, and his enthusiasm made it impossible for him to say no.

"Senior, our Jie Tian Dao has declined. There is nothing valuable in the sect except a few graves." Taoist Jiang immediately recounted the situation of their Jie Tian Dao.

Perhaps long ago, Jietian Dao was indeed glorious. But that was history. Jietian Dao was now extremely poor, and he was the only living successor. He relied on Jietian Dao's tricks to maintain his daily practice.

The flagpole in his hand is a spiritual weapon and also the most valuable treasure in his hand.

This thing is not good at fighting, but it has a high spirituality. When Taoist Jiang was practicing alone in the mountains, he passed the time by chatting with the flagpole.

"The grave is nice."

Chen Luo's eyes lit up.

"There are no burial objects. We, Jie Tian Dao, were punished by the heavens. Our ancestors died miserably, and only a few of them had intact bodies." Jiang Laodao reacted instantly and added hurriedly. The look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Luo also changed.

This senior

He can’t be a tomb robber!

I heard that many ancient tombs were robbed some time ago.

"What burial objects? I'm going to pay homage to the ancestors, and I've already prepared the offerings."

"Are you really going?"

"Of course it's true."

Under the "cordial invitation" of Taoist Jiang, Chen Luo decided to temporarily change his target and go to Jie Tiandao first.

They both walked very slowly along the way.

At Chen Luo's request, Taoist Jiang carefully explained to Chen Luo the limitations and effects of the "Heaven-Cutting Secret Art".

In addition to the "life interception" that Jiang Laodao often used, the secret technique of Jie Tiandao can also intercept spiritual energy, intercept realm, and even intercept the luck of others. But Jiang Laodao can't do any of these. Even the magical power of intercepting life can only be performed by relying on the flagpole in his hand. According to Jiang Laodao's guess, this is caused by the lack of the inheritance formula.

Ancient sects with a long history will more or less encounter similar problems. Sometimes it is an error in the records of the skills, and sometimes it is the death of a practitioner of a unique secret method. Later generations can only reverse the process based on their practice experience.

"Senior, are you not going to the shop in Evernight Valley?"

After leaving the deserted city, Taoist Jiang glanced at the huge city that was gradually disappearing behind him, and finally tried to change Chen Luo's mind.

"You can visit the store anytime, but you only have one chance to pay respect to your ancestors."

Chen Luo had the token of the Eternal Night Valley on him, so he could go there anytime. But without Jiang Laodao leading the way, he might not be able to find Jietiandao next time.

“We in Jietiandao are really poor.”

"I don't even dislike it, why do you feel so inferior?"

Taoist Jiang fell silent instantly.

He wanted to say that he was not inferior, but was just trying to prevent thieves.

"I respect the deceased elders the most. When I was in my hometown, many people had heard of my name. I also have a younger brother. Although he was born in the demon tribe, he also likes to worship the elders like me. He helped clean the tombs of many elders in our hometown."

Speaking of this, Chen Luo couldn't help but miss the flower-backed turtle.

He didn't have many friends in the world of immortal cultivation, and Flower-backed Turtle was one of the few. The most important thing was that Flower-backed Turtle had the same hobbies as him, and he was tough, able to block swords and rob tombs. It was really hard to find another such a good brother.

Taoist Jiang stopped talking. He had already figured out that the guy in front of him was a tomb robber!

The two of them flew on the clouds like this.

Half a day later, clouds descended from the sky. Looking around, there were dark rock walls everywhere, and thunder fell from several towering mountain peaks from time to time.

From a distance, it looked like a lightning field. The spiritual energy in the air was also very violent. Even if there were cultivators breathing and refining qi here, they would not be able to digest the spiritual energy. Instead, the restlessness of the spiritual energy would damage their own foundation.

Taoist Jiang avoided two thunderbolts, walked to a rock wall, and pressed it with his hand.

The light spread out along the palm, turning into a complex square array. The edges of the pattern lit up and turned into a passage. Before Jiang Laodao could move, he felt Chen Luo's palm fall on his shoulder again.

"Together."

Chen Luo naturally wouldn't be arrogant.

Although Jiang Laodao was no match for him, it is better to be safe than sorry.

Led by Master Jiang, the two crossed the mountain wall and came to a paradise, where birds chirped and flowers bloomed, and the spiritual energy was peaceful, completely different from the outside world.

"Have you bought the stuff?"

Before Chen Luo could take a closer look, he heard an old voice coming from inside. He could feel the rotten and withered smell without even looking up. This was an old monster who was about to die, still holding on to his last breath and refusing to leave.

"No."

When Taoist Jiang heard the voice, his face immediately fell.

"You didn't buy it? That shouldn't be the case! The fortune I told you this morning clearly showed that."

"Don't mention your bullshit divination to me. I've told you long ago that you are not in this line of work." Originally, nothing happened, but when he heard the divination, Taoist Jiang immediately got furious.

If it weren't for this unlucky hexagram, how could he have gotten into trouble with this living father!

"What the hell is that? This is a secret technique passed down by my ancestors." The old voice was voiced by Taoist Jiang, who was very angry.

Squeak

The wooden door opened from the inside.

An old man with a cane came out. He first scolded Jiang Laodao, and then turned his attention to Chen Luo.

"My junior fellow apprentice is unlearned and unskillful, fellow Taoist, please do not be deceived by him."

Chen Luo was silent for a while.

He looked at Taoist Jiang beside him.

He remembered that not long ago, Jiang Laodao told him that he was the only one left alive in Jietian Dao, and that he could only chat with the flagpole during his past practice. However, he met a fellow disciple as soon as he came in, which made him doubt what Jiang Laodao said.

"The old guy is dead."

Taoist Jiang knew what Chen Luo was thinking, and took the initiative to explain to him. His life was now in Chen Luo's hands, so he was quite cooperative.

"I'm not dead yet."

When the old man heard what Jiang Laodao said, he immediately refuted it. Then his expression became serious, and he ignored Jiang Laodao's ridicule and turned his eyes to Chen Luo.

"You are a guest from afar, please come in, fellow Taoist."

After saying that, he opened the door behind him and made a "please" gesture. Seeing this, Jiang Laodao immediately shut his mouth.

"You knew I was coming?"

Chen Luo looked at the brewed tea and three teacups in the house, and then looked at the old man at the door. This old man, like Jiang Laodao, had an aura that he couldn't see through. Compared with Jiang Laodao, this old man was more mysterious, and his aura was stronger.

"I know there will be guests coming today." The old man walked to the table and sat down, picked up his teacup, took a sip with a comfortable look on his face, and then continued.

"I also know that you are here for the resources of the Tribulation Realm."

Chen Luo stood at the door, looking at the "dead" old man in the house, and his spiritual thoughts instantly extended to the other person.

Late stage of Hedao.

She is quite strong, and should be able to withstand two slaps from him. (End of this chapter)