Zhongzhou, Shenmu Sect

Shenmu Sect used to have a very bad relationship with Lingyue Sect. Later, Shengtian Sect replaced Lingyue Sect, and the relationship between the two sides eased a little, but it was not an alliance, just an ordinary relationship.

Until Shengtian Sect became stronger and stronger, Shenmu Sect took the initiative to release goodwill, and the relationship between the two sects became closer.

On this day, Yang Luo led a team to visit Shenmu Sect, and the Hedao Patriarch of Shenmu Sect personally welcomed him. Now Yang Luo's identity in Shengtian Sect has been known by many people. The sect leader Yang Xi is second to none, and this second to none is Yang Luo. It doesn't matter

if you say he is a daughter slave or that his ability is not as good as Yang Luo, anyway, the fact is that Yang Luo can be the master of the entire Shengtian Sect, so naturally he can't treat Yang Luo as an ordinary young sect leader.

"Grandmaster Yu"

"Young friend Yang, welcome to Shenmu Sect"

"Thank you for the hospitality of Grandmaster Yu"

The two exchanged greetings, and then Yang Luo walked into the mountain gate of Shenmu Sect. After talking about business for a while, Yang Luo made a request, that is, to meet the Grandmaster of Shenmu.

Patriarch Yu did not think this request was excessive, because many people had mentioned it. Patriarch Shenmu was the longest-lived creature in the history of the immortal cultivation world. Even if there was no benefit, many people wanted to meet this living fossil.

"Yang Luo of Shengtian Sect, how old is she?"

"She should be more than 700 years old."

"More than 700 years old is not even a kid. I'm not interested."

Patriarch Shenmu refused. He really had no interest in playing with these kids. He had to play with older people, at least tens of thousands of years old, so that he would have something in common.

Patriarch Yu did not say anything and went back to reply to Yang Luo. Yang Luo was not angry either. He asked Patriarch Yu to make another trip, and this time he brought a jade slip from Yang Luo. Soon, Patriarch Shenmu agreed to meet Yang Luo.

"Your eyes..."

Patriarch Shenmu looked at Yang Luo and was immediately shocked.

"What's wrong, Shenmu Patriarch?"

"Nothing, I wanted to invite you to the tree to talk, but now we can only sit under this tree."

Shenmu Patriarch said, and then he waved his hand, and some branches appeared, forming a wooden table and two stools. Yang Luo smiled and sat down.

"Actually, sitting here, I can also see those things on the treetops."

"What's wrong with your eyes?" "It's just

the Heavenly Eye."

"I've seen many Heavenly Eye techniques, but I haven't seen this kind."

"This is not the Heavenly Eye technique, it's the Heavenly Eye. The Heavenly Eye technique is acquired through practice, and mine is innate."

Yang Luo shook her head. How could the Heavenly Eye technique acquired through practice be compared with hers? In her opinion, it was all garbage.

"I have lived for hundreds of thousands of years and have never seen this kind."

"Shenmu Patriarch is joking, you should have seen it, such as the Green Emperor."

"No, the Green Emperor doesn't have a third eye, he has double pupils."

"Double pupils are also a special eye technique, and it can even be stronger than my Heavenly Eye."

"I haven't been to school, I don't know."

Shenmu Patriarch didn't answer this question directly.

"Old Ancestor Shenmu, do you want to know what I can see with this eye?"

Yang Luo pointed to the third eye between her eyebrows. It would not show normally, but now it showed.

"Not interested, don't look at me,"

said Old Ancestor Shenmu. After that, the big tree behind him suddenly grew many branches and leaves, which drooped down and blocked the treetop.

"It's too late, I saw it all."

"I said, why are you so boring? Don't you know that trees also have privacy? I'm not wearing any clothes."

"Old Ancestor Shenmu is the longest-lived person in the world of immortal cultivation. He has so many secrets, which is too attractive, so I'm offended,"

Yang Luo said, but he didn't retract his third eye, and he kept staring at Old Ancestor Shenmu. Old Ancestor Shenmu was immediately angry.

"I'll beat you with a big tree branch, and you'll cry for three days."

"It turns out that the old ancestor has refined so many substitutes,"

Yang Luo didn't get angry, but stared at Old Ancestor Shenmu and said.

"What substitute? I'm uneducated and don't understand."

"Fear of death is instinctive, it's not shameful, but I can tell you, substitutes are useless. If you enter the tribulation period, you still can't escape death."

"Speak something I can understand."

"The Green Emperor was wise all his life, he should have a backup plan. I want to go into the Green Emperor's tomb to take a look. I wonder if Patriarch Shenmu is interested." "

You are so brave."

Patriarch Shenmu sighed. It seems that he has seen through everything and can't pretend anymore.

"The Green Emperor is a hero of the human race. His relics should belong to the entire human race, not the four major families."

“The four major families in Qingzhou and Lin Batian in Yunzhou will all fight to the death with you.”

“So I’m here to find help, Patriarch Shenmu should be interested.”

“Not interested.”

“Shenmu also has a lifespan limit. I can see that your lifespan is at most 50,000 years. 50,000 years is a long time for me to wait, but for you, it’s not long.”

“A lot of things will happen in 50,000 years. I can wait.”

“I can’t wait, Patriarch Shenmu, do you believe in the saying of fate?”

“Luck?”

“Yes, there is fate between races. You have lived a long life, you should know how many amazing talents appeared in the world of immortal cultivation in the ten thousand years before and after the existence of Qingdi, but when that generation died, how many such people appeared in the world of immortal cultivation.

And now, it will be another trend, and my appearance can exhaust the fate of the human race. After me, the human race will fall into a long period of decline, and I can guarantee that in the next 100,000 years, no one can surpass my existence”

Patriarch Shenmu looked at the confident Yang Luo, and didn’t know how to answer for a moment. He believed what Yang Luo said.

In the era of the Green Emperor, there were many outstanding people. For example, the ancestors of the four major families were also famous figures at that time. They were extremely powerful, including their descendants of the previous generations, who were also very powerful. However, the more time passed, the more mediocre the so-called talents became. Even the immortals in the Hedao realm could not be compared with the previous ones. Perhaps this was luck.

"Besides, immortality should be a matter of fighting for time. The sooner the problem of immortality is solved, the better, right?"

"How much do you know?"

"A lot, but there are some things I can't prove, so I need to go to the Green Emperor's tomb to take a look."

"There may not be many things in the Green Emperor's tomb. The inheritance of the four major families may be more."

"The same, anyway, they won't give it to me for nothing, they all want to fight."

"I need to think about it."

The Shenmu Patriarch did not refuse immediately. Yang Luo's proposal was very tempting to him. He wanted immortality, not just longevity.

"Okay, how about ten years? I will visit the ancestor again in ten years."

Yang Luo nodded and said no more. This matter also needs to be laid out slowly, no rush.

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Yang Luo came to Yunzhou again. This time she didn't need Yang Xiong's protection. She was enough alone. She appeared in Yunzhou quietly. Lin Batian got the news and welcomed Yang Luo into the Lin family in Anhua City.

"How do you think about Yang's proposal, Lin Daoyou?"

"I have thought it through. I refuse."

"Would you like to think about it?"

"I have thought it through. Lin and Qingzhou do have a big grudge, but it is also a private grudge, an internal grudge, not enough to collude with outsiders."

Lin Batian said. Yang Luo's proposal was very clear. Shengtianzong directly intervened in the war between Qingzhou and Yunzhou, which could guarantee that Lin Batian would have enough to counterattack Qingzhou and destroy the four major families in Qingzhou, but the price was that Lin Batian had to open the tomb of the Qing Emperor and let Yang Luo enter the tomb of the Qing Emperor to take a look.

This was something Lin Batian would never agree to. Although he hated the four major families, he was also a person with a bottom line. The tomb of the Qing Emperor was guarded by the Lin family's ancestral precepts. Even the children of the Lin family could not enter, let alone outsiders.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, don’t be in a hurry to refuse. You should think more about it. With the power of Shengtian Sect, whoever you help will win. Fellow Daoist Lin does not want the Yunzhou Lin family to be destroyed. It will be meaningless to suffer the pain of genocide for the second time.”

“When I was weak, I was not afraid of the four major families with several Hedao in charge, let alone now,”

Lin Batian said directly. What he was most afraid of was the threat. If someone dared to kill him when he was becoming a god, let alone the threat from Yang Luo.

"Fellow Daoist Lin can be righteous, but he may not be able to do it when he thinks about Qingzhou. Over the years, Qingzhou and Yunzhou have been fighting, with countless casualties and countless resources consumed. Qingzhou has long wanted to completely solve Yunzhou. If someone can now offer to help Qingzhou solve the powerful enemy, Qingzhou should be very happy, right?"

"Fellow Daoist Yang may have underestimated the ancestral precepts of the four major families."

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Lin, I dare not think that you can say this. Can ancestral precepts compare with real interests and your own safety? Qingzhou and Yunzhou have been fighting for so many years. Fanxu and Hehedao are not dead, but Huashen Yuanying are dying in batches. The top leaders can certainly ignore it, but what about those middle and bottom disciples?"

Yang Luo laughed. After so many years of fighting, it is not you who died, so naturally you have to follow the ancestral precepts, but what about the people below? They have suffered the most casualties. Do they think so?

This sentence made Lin Batian silent, and his eyes were full of haze when he looked at Yang Luo.