Chapter 47: More than enough darkness, but not enough strength, so forget it! [Second update]
"Something's wrong."
"Heavenly pure bones, extremely mysterious Dao marks!"
"Looking back on history, this kind of talent is quite extraordinary."
“Any immortal mountain or sect that has a descendant with such talent will be treated as a treasure and carefully cultivated.”
"The power of this kind of talent is second only to the inheritance of ancient saints and great emperors."
"If we get any one of them, once they rise, they will be enough to ensure the prosperity of this faction for hundreds of thousands of years."
"But among the descendants of my clan, there are two extremely talented Qilin children in the same generation."
"They were killed one after another within a few days of each other!"
"There must be something strange."
Zong Shen sat cross-legged back to his original position.
Countless thoughts emerged in my mind.
Start to calculate.
I sat like this for another two hours.
After being able to cross the void.
Zong Qiming's speed was obviously much faster.
At this time, we have arrived outside the Qingtian Peak.
"Unworthy descendant Zong Qiming!"
"Unworthy descendant Zongze!"
"Greetings, ancestor!"
He took the awakened Zong Ze and knelt at the foot of the mountain.
There is no ancestor to guide me this time.
Even if he had the courage of a tiger or a lion, he would not dare to enter Qingtian Peak without permission.
At the foot of the mountain, several living creatures and monsters blocked the two of them.
Aggressive and eager.
Just grab one at random.
Their cultivation is far superior to Zong Qiming, who is at the 24th level of the Dharma Realm.
"Anyone who enters the territory of Qingtian Peak without permission will be killed without mercy!"
The leading creature said coldly that the demonic energy was rising to the sky and was extremely terrifying.
"Send them over."
Zong Shen's calm voice came slowly.
Upon hearing this, the great demons bowed and saluted, then slowly stepped back a few steps to make way for the two.
This made Zong Qiming flattered.
It hasn’t been long since I’ve had to talk about my ancestors again.
Even he himself could not be sure whether the ancestor would still pay attention to him.
The ancestral teachings came first. After all, it was I who broke the rules.
Last time, the ancestor was able to rescue Yue'er and gave her a supreme opportunity to change her fate. This was already considered the ancestor's mercy.
Even he himself felt that it was inappropriate to violate his ancestral teachings again and again.
But, for my nephew.
He has really given it his all.
He pulled Zong Ze up and bowed to express his gratitude to the big monsters at the foot of the mountain.
Then climb up the mountain reverently along a stone staircase.
Although he was anxious, he did not dare to offend the ancestor and flew recklessly in the Qingtian Peak.
The Qingtian Peak is a hundred thousand feet high, and even the halfway point is forty to fifty thousand feet high. Even with his great physical skills, it is still not an easy task to climb up.
"Stop wasting time and come here!"
Zong Shen's voice, like heavenly sound, reached the ears of the two.
Afterwards, the two of them felt a strange attraction pulling them together.
The surrounding mountains and rivers are passing by quickly.
“It’s a great magical power that is so close yet so far away!”
"The ancestor has personally come to guide us."
Zong Qiming said excitedly to Zong Ze beside him.
But in the blink of an eye, the two of them appeared on Dianling Cliff.
Zong Ze looked at his ancestor who had his back to him.
I dare not say much.
My heart is filled with reverence.
at this time.
Juanli had transformed into a colorful bird and landed on Zongshen's shoulder.
In the distance, day and night are alternating.
The red sunset sank into the horizon.
The bright crescent moon rises in the sky.
The stars move and the starlight fills the earth.
"thump!"
Zong Qiming pulled Zong Ze down to his knees.
Bow down to the ground.
"Grandmaster, Qiming has violated the ancestral teachings twice. Please punish me!"
"However, Qiming came here this time, still for the sake of future generations."
"This Zong Ze is the grandson of Qi Tian. He was born with a very dark Dao mark, and is a natural killer!"
"He is an unrivalled genius among the younger generation of our clan."
"But now I have been framed by the evil ones, stripped of my Dao Marks, and my origin has been damaged."
"The younger generations of the clan have been attacked one after another. There must be something sneaky behind it. I hope the ancestor can make the decision!"
Zong Qiming and Zong Ze maintained a bowing posture.
Dare not act rashly.
Zong Shen raised his head and gazed at the starry sky, seemingly thinking about something.
And so they stood there for several hours.
Until the moon is dim and the stars are sparse, and the night is deep and the dew is heavy.
Zong Shencai turned around slowly.
"But it's just like that, what can you do to me?"
He seemed to have deduced something and said with a look of great disdain.
Zong Qiming and the other two did not dare to respond hastily and could only kneel down obediently.
Zong Shen looked at the two people kneeling on the ground.
He waved his sleeves.
Lift them up directly.
"Everyone, get up."
Then he stretched out his hand, and a stone table and several small stools appeared out of thin air.
He sat on the stone bench and tapped the table lightly with two knuckles.
There was a hint of seriousness in his expression.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Zong Qiming did not dare to be negligent and told everyone everything he knew.
The story goes that Zong Ze joined the army in the Nan Tian Xian Dynasty.
Zong Shen suddenly waved his hand and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Said to Zong Ze who was standing aside and listening to the elders.
"Child, tell me the details."
Zong Ze naturally did not dare to neglect it.
He first bowed respectfully.
Then, he began to narrate in a calm tone.
The thinking is clear throughout, the narration is straightforward, and there is no personal emotion involved.
His noble character made Zong Shen like him a little.
After he finished speaking.
Zong Qiming next to him couldn't help but clench his fists.
"Lin Chen?"
"This beast has such a vicious heart!"
"The Lord of Huangsha City actually betrayed the human race. He is either stupid or evil."
After listening to Zong Ze's story, he was so angry that he wanted to go to the Endless Desert and start killing people!
Zong Shen didn't blame him for interrupting.
Instead, he narrowed his eyes, as if thinking about something.
"Endless desert, Yellow Sand Tribe, ancient desert gods..."
"This matter must be closely related to the ancient gods of alien races."
He stretched out his hand and called upon the torrent of the avenue.
One picture after another drifted over and appeared before his eyes.
Finally, it was frozen in the warehouse of the Golden Pagoda Temple.
Lin Chen looked at the scene where Shaluda, Dashabi and the Huangsha criminals were approaching Zong Ze together.
Lin Chen’s face became blurred in the torrent of heaven.
However, the black shadow with a wolf head and a human body was still visible.
Zong Shen raised his eyebrows.
"The Bible of the Dead, that Doghead guy's signature trick."
"It is said that one of the mirrors in the Ten Directions Yin and Yang Realm was obtained by the Yellow Sand Clan and was sacrificed to one of the sleeping ancient desert gods."
"It stands to reason that these dormant ancient desert gods will have to sleep for at least a few epochs before they can reappear..."
"Recently, the laws of nature are in chaos and difficult to fathom. It seems as if an invisible hand is manipulating the trajectory."
He thought silently in his heart.
"[Ding! Trigger the Wanshen Event Book event, help your 128th grandson Zong Ze, regain the opportunity, correct the trajectory, and be rewarded with a lifespan of 1,500 years and a god-level lottery.]"
"Um?""
“Is there a mission for this as well?”
Zong Shen couldn't help but be stunned.
immediately.
He stood up and looked at Zong Ze seriously.
"This extremely dark Dao mark has more dark qualities than strength, so it's better not to have it!"
Thanks to the book friend "Feng" for the 200 book coins
(End of this chapter)
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