Chapter 4223 A Hand

The misty sea of ​​clouds fluttered, beautiful and extremely misty.

Ye Wuque stepped on the clouds, accompanied by the fluctuations of the ancient formation, walked out of the misty sea of ​​clouds and left the Xuanmai.

Inside the Ancient Alliance, there are a myriad of atmospheres.

Compared to the Xuanmai, the land of the Ancient Alliance is naturally more vast, giving people a sense of infinite vastness.

This is the first time that Ye Wuque has wandered on the land of the Ancient Alliance. When he went to the Coronation Holy Land before, he sat in the Coronation Holy Car and walked in the void, which naturally could not be compared with being on the ground.

"The location of the Patriarch Hall is some distance away from the Xuanmai, in the east of the Ancient Alliance..."

When he asked the three Silver Saints before, the Silver Saint also told Ye Wuque the location of the Patriarch Hall.

As soon as Ye Wuque appeared in the Ancient Alliance, he was immediately seen by many Nine Veins disciples, and they all showed a deep awe!

"Hello, Master Ye!"

"Greetings, Master Ye!"

...

Voices of respect and awe rang out one after another. All the Nine Veins disciples who saw Ye Wuque stopped to salute respectfully, not daring to overstep the line in the slightest. Their way of addressing Ye Wuque here also changed.

The seventh quasi-spiritual son of the Ancient Alliance!

His status is equivalent to that of the second-rank master!

So the address naturally became master.

Ye Wuque walked forward with his hands behind his back, heading towards the direction of the ancestral hall, and nodded gently to the greetings of the Nine Veins disciples.

Looking at Ye Wuque's receding back, the Nine Veins disciples had a deep awe in their eyes, as well as an uncontrollable excitement and reverence.

Three days ago, the coronation ceremony of Ye Wuque's quasi-spiritual son had just ended. Now the most talked-about thing in the entire Ancient Alliance is Master Ye's stunning performance at the coronation ceremony.

Invincible!

Unparalleled in sweeping!

All the monsters in the inheritance land and the old monsters in the Ancient Alliance were suppressed with force, crushed with withering and rotten, and there was no opponent who could resist him.

Such a brilliant record is almost unprecedented. Even among the quasi-spiritual sons of the ancient alliance, it is rare.

Many Nine Veins disciples went there. They witnessed the birth of a legend and the rise of a glorious legend. Now seeing Ye Wuque appear again, how can they not be excited? Ye Wuque

's speed seemed very slow, but in fact, he took a step and his figure appeared at a very long distance. It was so fast that many Nine Veins disciples couldn't even see him clearly.

Until a certain moment.

Ye Wuque suddenly stopped and looked ahead with his bright and deep eyes. It was a small valley. There was a sense of tranquility and peace in the valley.

Lush and towering ancient trees stood between heaven and earth, and the dense shade of the trees supported and covered the void. The brilliant sunlight projected down, but was blocked by leaves, and finally only broken and mottled marks were left on the ground.

There seemed to be insects and birds chirping on the branches, and a breeze blew, gentle and elegant.

At the end of the ancient trees, under the tallest ancient tree, there was a simple wooden house.

Ye Wuque stopped and looked to the left and right of the valley entrance.

Buzz!

The next moment, the two voids suddenly twisted, and then each stepped out a terrifying figure that was ten feet tall!

The moment the two terrifying figures appeared, a terrifying breath of extreme coldness and iron blood spread out, and the ten directions of the void seemed to be frozen. The

ancient bronze armor covered the body, tightly fitting, as if connected to flesh and blood, flashing with a cold luster.

Only a pair of eyes vaguely shone from the face, but they were also cold and without the slightest emotion.

Chongshan, who was crippled by Ye Wuque's eighteen punches before, seemed a bit similar to these two terrifying figures, but only in appearance.

Whether it was the breath or fluctuations, Chongshan was not even qualified to carry the shoes of these two figures, it was completely a world of difference.

Two bronze figures stood in front of Ye Wuque, their huge bodies covering the sky and the sun. Ye Wuque was completely covered by their figures.

But Ye Wuque was calm, still standing with his hands behind his back.

"Greetings, Lord Ye!"

"Greetings, Lord Ye!"

Two sonorous and hoarse voices suddenly rang out from the two bronze figures, and at the same time, they bowed to Ye Wuque.

"I want to enter the ancestral hall and receive the mission."

Ye Wuque said lightly.

He had sensed the presence of these two big guys from a long distance. They were the guards at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and they were specially guarding here.

"Lord Ye, please go directly into the valley. The wooden house at the end of the ancient tree is the ancestral hall."

A bronze figure spoke, and then the two made way. Ye Wuque no longer hesitated and walked into the valley.

After Ye Wuque walked into the valley completely, the two bronze figures disappeared into the void again.

"Peaceful and serene, quiet and distant, that ancestral hall... is extraordinary."

Walking in the valley, shuttling between the shades of trees, Ye Wuque felt a sense of peace and tranquility in his heart, not the ancient trees around him, but the ancestral hall at the end.

The entire ancestral hall looks like just an ordinary wooden house, but under Ye Wuque's perception, it exudes a faint Taoist charm, the unity of man and nature, and the law of nature.

The ancestral hall, the ancestral hall, as the name suggests, is a place to enshrine the founder of the Tianshen Ancient Alliance, and naturally has unimaginable significance.

In front of the ancestral hall, Ye Wuque stopped and said politely at this moment: "Xuanmai Quasi-Spirit Ye Wuque, come to the ancestral hall to receive the task."

The door of the ancestral hall was closed.

But after Ye Wuque's words fell, the two wooden doors slowly opened, and an old and hoarse voice came out.

"Come in."

Ye Wuque immediately walked into the ancestral hall.

A scent of incense wafted in my face. The layout of the ancestral hall was simple, with an offering table on which incense was curling.

Behind the offering table was an ancient statue.

The statue looked to be about fifty years old, sitting cross-legged, with a clear face and a pair of eyes like the boundless starry sky, looking far ahead, as if thinking about something, but giving people an indescribable sense of security.

In the corner beside the statue, there was also a thin figure sitting quietly.

It was an old man who looked to be in his 80s, with a sense of loneliness all over his body, like a candle in the wind, half of his body had already been buried in the ground.

And the feeling that this thin old man gave Ye Wuque was the same as the feeling he had when facing the Qingyuan Chief and the Ziri Chief.

The most important thing was that the old man's face was not clear, it was all blurry.

This made Ye Wuque's expression straighten up, and he immediately respectfully clasped his fists towards the thin old man and bowed respectfully, saying: "Disciple Ye Wuque, meet the Chief!"

Only the Chief could give him such an elusive feeling.

And he clearly remembered that Senior Spirit of Luck once said that only when you step into the Wind and Fire Great Disaster Realm can you not show your true face to others.

Then the skinny old man in front of him might be the one who stayed behind in the Ancient Alliance. In addition to the First Lord Qingyuan, there was another First Lord.

"I am not the First Lord, but just an old servant of the Patriarch's Hall. You don't need to worship me."

However, the vicissitudes of life and hoarse voice sounded again, and the skinny old man denied Ye Wuque's statement.

Not the First Lord?

Just an old servant of the Patriarch's Hall?

Ye Wuque did not doubt it, because the other party had no need to lie to him, and it was not incredible that such a mysterious and low-key powerful creature guarded the Patriarch's Hall of the Ancient Alliance of the Gods.

So Ye Wuque still bowed to the skinny old man before he stood up again.

But at this moment!

On Ye Wuque's right shoulder!

Suddenly, a hand appeared strangely, as if it climbed up from his back and just rested on Ye Wuque's shoulder!

But Ye Wuque himself was completely unaware!