Chapter 517: Sacred Object
"Achoo——"
A heavy sneeze sounded in a cave outside the Eternal City.
"Old Ancestor, you have been very tired recently. You should take care of your health and avoid catching a cold." A flattering voice immediately sounded again.
The cave was spacious and bright, but there was no fire. The lighting came from a kind of faint blue stone on the cave wall, so that objects in the cave were shrouded in a layer of strange blue light.
In the first seat, there sat a thin old man, wearing an old robe, with a sparse mess of hair hanging from his shiny head, long and thick eyebrows, and a pair of deep eyes. As he slowly opened his mouth, it seemed that there were only a few teeth left in his mouth.
He looks so old that one can't help but wonder how old he is.
This person is none other than the ancestor Tenghe, whose real body has existed for countless years.
In front of him stood a servile middle-aged man wearing a green crown, a round face, two sideburns, and a flattering smile. He was wearing a white shirt and had a hunched back, as if he was carrying something.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you bastard? My body is almost immortal, so how could I be infected with such a damn cold? This sneeze might be caused by some powerful being thinking about me and using his mental power to stimulate my body... If that happens, it is probably not a good thing." Patriarch Tenghe said slowly.
Although he looked haggard and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, as if he was about to die, if you listened carefully, you would find that although he spoke slowly, he was full of energy.
"It is my ignorance, please don't blame me, I really miss you." The man who was called Turtle Grandson laughed again.
Everyone in the Yi Yao Sect knew that the Tenghe Patriarch was the last drop of clean and hygienic Tenghe water that took shape, and he only had three disciples: a shrimp, a crab, and a turtle. The one in front of him was naturally the Black Turtle Venerable.
"Haha, you bastard, although your bloodline is low and your cultivation is poor, you have a smart mind and you can speak well." said the ancestor Tenghe.
"It is enough for you to have Venerable Black Shrimp and Venerable Black Crab by your side to fight for you. I don't have too high expectations for my cultivation. As long as I can always serve you and make you happy, it will be a great honor for you as a disciple." Venerable Black Turtle said hurriedly.
"Don't worry, as long as I am alive, I will protect you." Tenghe Patriarch sighed, "I don't know why, but I always have a vague feeling that things won't go so smoothly tonight."
He had been alive for countless years and was considered one of the oldest creatures in the world, so his premonition was certainly not unreasonable.
After hearing this, the Black Turtle Venerable asked, "The ancestor's life span is almost infinite, so why did he have to come out of seclusion for such a sacred object?"
"If it were in the past, we would have lived in seclusion in the mountains all the time, but in the past few years, the world has been changing more and more, and the time of immortal fate is approaching. The four symbols appear frequently, and I suspect... there will be big changes in the world." Patriarch Tenghe was patient and said slowly: "But at this time, those old friends... disappeared one after another..."
Venerable Black Turtle knew that the old fellows that Patriarch Tenghe referred to were those creatures whose lifespans were close to his, and they were "old" in the true sense of the word.
For example, the old locust tree that appeared almost at the beginning of the world, or an old ghost that appeared earlier than the ghost country...
The strong men in the world come and go, but they are all as bright as shooting stars, flashing by in a flash. Only these old guys with extremely long lifespans can be like eternal stars, hanging high in the sky.
Such beings must have all kinds of extremely powerful means of survival to survive for so long, so each disappearance is a big deal. The disappearance of several people one after another is simply an unprecedented strange thing, no wonder Tenghe Patriarch is worried.
What's more, he is one of the weaker ones among them.
"They are hiding in various places in the human world. If they don't come out for a long time, they will encounter accidents... Then there is no point in me avoiding disasters. It is better to come out and fight for progress." Patriarch Tenghe continued: "My cultivation has not changed for many years. I am destined to never reach the top in this life. If I want to become stronger, I can only rely on external objects. And the most powerful magic weapon in the world that I know of is probably the holy object in the Immortal City..."
"Everyone in the world thinks that the legend of the Eternal City is false, but they don't know that it is true. At that time, I had not yet awakened my spiritual wisdom, and only had some fragments of memories in my mind... But I also remember that devil-like existence, falling into the human world like a devastating destruction... And that holy object was able to gather the power of mortals to kill that devil. It must have supreme power that exceeds the limits of this human world."
"If I can get it... I will feel at peace..."
"Ancestor is blessed with great fortune, he will surely succeed!" Although Venerable Black Turtle did not quite understand Ancestor Tenghe's state of mind, he didn't care and just licked him, and immediately gave him a heartfelt blessing.
As the two were talking like this, they suddenly heard a voice of greeting coming from outside the cave.
"I am Hei Lanzi, a disciple of Master Zigong, and I am here to pay respects to Patriarch Tenghe on the orders of my master!"
"Hmm? Someone is coming?" Venerable Black Turtle immediately turned around to open the cave door. When he raised his eyes, he saw Hei Lanzi who had just arrived.
Hei Lanzi also saw the head of Venerable Black Turtle sticking out of the cave door.
The two looked at each other, and for some reason, they suddenly felt a sense of mutual appreciation.
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"I am the second prince of the Bulao City, my last name is Ye Shuo."
After rescuing Wang Longqi and Ji Yuhuan and waking up Shen Gongdao, the young man in brocade clothes also gave his name.
This person was none other than Ye Shuo, who had previously raised cats in Wanfa Mountain. After hearing from several fellow disciples about what the young Taoist priest from Heluo had done, he did not hesitate and immediately asked for leave from his master and went down the mountain. It was unknown what he intended to do.
While on the road, they happened to encounter a demon rebellion and rescued these strangers.
After they exchanged their names, they went into the city and found an inn to rest. Shen Gongdao had Ye Shuo to treat him, so he didn't need to find a doctor, he just needed to rest for a night.
Ye Shuo was not in a hurry to stay overnight, so he simply settled them down and rested there.
Not long after, Wang Longqi suddenly knocked on Ye Shuo's door.
"Come in?"
Ye Shuo was fiddling with a small object in a brocade box in the room. Seeing that the person who came was the shabby young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he did not guard against him.
"Master Ye, hehe." Wang Longqi came over and sat down, saying, "I came here to ask, since you are the second prince of the Immortal City, you are going back to the Immortal City, right?"
"That's right." Ye Shuo nodded.
"That's why I came here. I have a few friends who happen to be in the Eternal City. I was bullied this time and I want to go find them. But we don't dare to travel alone in the wild environment of the Western Regions. I wonder if Mr. Ye is willing to take us on the road tomorrow."
"No problem." Ye Shuo chuckled and nodded.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Ye." Wang Longqi thanked him hurriedly. After finishing his business, he looked around and asked curiously, "Mr. Ye, why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night and fiddling with the embroidery needle? Are you also interested in needlework?"
"Ha..." Ye Shuo picked up a golden needle in his hand and said with a smile: "This is not an embroidery needle, but a very powerful treasure in my Immortal City."
"Mr. Ye, you are joking. How precious can a needle be..." Wang Longqi was certainly not making a groundless derogatory comment. He was just curious but was too embarrassed to ask directly, so he just said it this way.
As expected, Ye Shuo took the initiative to say, "This is not an ordinary embroidery needle. You see it is small and thin, but as long as you recite the scriptures and rub it gently, it can quickly become thick and long..."
This time, Wang Longqi actually showed a somewhat nonchalant smile.
"What's so strange about this? I have this thing too..."
I feel so uncomfortable. I didn’t fall asleep until four or five last night. I was woken up by a call from the courier at around eight in the morning. My sleep was ruined again.
(End of this chapter)
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