Chapter 6374 That Waste

That strange light is emanating from it.

Not only is there light, but there is also a faint sense of heat hidden in it.

This little golden sun seems to have spirituality, constantly flickering like a star, with a restrained sense of heat, but spirituality exuding.

It's like breathing.

Between breaths, in addition to spirituality, it also faintly exudes an indescribable ancient vastness, the mysterious and ancient meaning of the passage of time.

It gives people an extremely mysterious feeling.

Standing in front of the statue, Ye Wuque, who stood with his hands behind his back, suddenly condensed his eyes when he saw the little golden sun clearly!

"You are finally here... cough cough cough..."

But the next moment, a coughing old voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the hall.

At some point, a tall but equally old figure suddenly appeared in the hall.

He seemed to have been standing there quietly and had never left.

But when Ye Wuque came in, there was clearly no one, and the entire hall should be empty.

This was an old man, in his 80s, with a head full of white hair and a dry face. He exuded a sense of decay, as if he would die at any time.

He even hunched his back slightly, but his turbid eyes were quietly looking at the tall figure in the black cloak in front of him.

But Ye Wuque did not move. He still stood with his hands behind his back, as if he was still looking at the golden sun in the palm of the human-shaped statue. He just

turned his back to the old man. Seeing this

, the old man did not seem to care, but looking at Ye Wuque's back, he suddenly grinned, and the strange old voice sounded again.

"Welcome to you..."

"Ye Wuque!"

The moment the last three words fell, Ye Wuque, who had been standing with his hands behind his back and his back facing, finally seemed to move slightly, and then slowly turned around.

Under the black cloak, a pair of eyes seemed to finally look at the old man.

Seeing this scene, the old man grinned, and a strange and creepy smile surged on his dry face.

He stared at Ye Wuque, coughed twice, and then spoke again leisurely: "Let me introduce myself first..."

"I am Yan Baishi, the... Grand Elder of the Sun and Moon Guangyin Sect!"

The old man, Yan Baishi, revealed his identity.

It was the high and mighty Grand Elder of the Sun and Moon Guangyin Sect!

Immediately, Yan Baishi continued to look at Ye Wuque and said strangely: "You must be wondering why I can reveal your identity with just one sentence?"

"It's actually very simple."

Yan Baishi asked himself and answered.

"The person who could come to Tianliu Territory and the mountain gate of our Sun Moon Light Sect at this time, when the Sun Moon Light Sect was rushing out to attack the Divine Wind Territory, could only be the mastermind who took the initiative to throw out the prayer lamp, personally directed the war between the three sects, and stirred up the situation with his own strength!"

"Only this mastermind could kill two birds with one stone, lure the tiger away from the mountain, and then... go straight to Huanglong!"

Yan Baishi spoke slowly, coughing from time to time, as if half of his body had already been buried, but he gave people a feeling that everything was under control.

Yan Baishi's voice continued to ring, echoing in the dead silent hall.

“And the creatures who can take out the Wishing Lamp, as far as I know, according to the plan, there are only... two!”

“One of them should not be a human, not a creature of flesh and blood. According to the agreement in the past, it should be a... Taoist Fire Seed that has become a spirit!”

“The strange beam of light you encountered when you entered the mountain gate of my Sun and Moon Light Sect just now is an ancient secret method. It has only one function, to determine whether you are flesh and blood!”

“As a result, you are.”

“Then there is only one explanation left…”

“That Taoist Fire Seed that has become a spirit is still a waste after all. That waste eventually lost to you in the Taoist Pass!”

“Not only has it returned to its origin, but you have also taken away the Wishing Lamp!”

“Then, the one who brings the Wishing Lamp to the Boundless Evil Land can only be you... Ye, Wu, Que!”

After these words fell, Yan Baishi seemed to reveal a hint of satisfaction. His turbid eyes were staring at Ye Wuque's black cloak at this time, as if he wanted to see the wonderful expression surging on the face inside.

As a result, Ye Wuque did not move, and did not seem to have any reaction. He seemed to just stare at Yan Baishi quietly.

But Yan Baishi did not seem to be surprised by Ye Wuque's reaction. Instead, he continued to grin and said with a hint of joking: "What? Too shocked? Or do you really think that your plan is perfect and can fool everyone? Now that you are here, have you thought about how to die? Oh, no, I forgot, it should be to beg for life but not to beg..."

"This thing should not be the golden elixir

of faith, right?" As a result, before Yan Baishi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ye Wuque!

Ye Wuque, who interrupted him, stretched out a finger at this moment and pointed to the golden sun-like thing in the open palm behind him.

Yan Baishi was stunned!

He did not seem to expect that the first sentence Ye Wuque opened his mouth would be such a question that he did not answer, and everything he said before did not make Ye Wuque have any reaction?

This is different from what Yan Baishi imagined!

But following Ye Wuque's finger and his question, Yan Baishi's turbid eyes narrowed slightly at this moment!

Ye Wuque continued to speak calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, the Faith Pill is just a defective imitation of this thing, or, because the Wishing Magic Lamp was lost as a medium, the power of this thing is too vast and mysterious. Although it was left, you can't use it directly, so you can only settle for the second best and create a thing like the Faith Pill based on its characteristics."

Ye Wuque retracted his fingers and sighed.

"No wonder the Wishing Magic Lamp was still a little wrong after absorbing the Faith Pill. It felt mismatched. The Wishing Magic Lamp itself was not satisfied because the Faith Pill was just an imitation."

"The real Wishing Magic Lamp naturally doesn't need or desire an imitation."

At this moment, Ye Wuque's voice became somewhat leisurely.

He seemed to look at the golden sun in his open palm again, and said again: "The Wishing God Lamp is divided into the lamp body, lamp cup, and wick. The three are combined into one, and it is the real Wishing God Lamp."

"You were forced to hand over the lamp body and lamp cup in the past, but the most important thing, the 'wick' that represents the source of all the power of the Wishing God Lamp, was left behind."

"This thing is the real wick, right?"

After Ye Wuque uttered the last sentence, he looked at Yan Baishi again.

And Yan Baishi's turbid eyes narrowed at this time, and a gloomy color flashed!