"What is the layout of this so-called heavenly realm?" Yun Miao asked.
Jian Yinzhi: "..."
"What are the forces in the heavenly realm?"
Jian Yinzhi: "..."
"What role does the Nangong family play in the upper heaven?"
Jian Yinzhi: "..."
"And why are you..."
"Stop, stop, stop..." Jian Yinzhi quickly stopped Yun Miao from asking any more questions and said impatiently, "Didn't we agree to just chat? Why are you bombarding me with questions again?"
"Isn't this just idle chat? How... are these questions also part of the secrets?" Yun Miao sneered.
Jian Yinzhi raised his hands: "Please, Lady Fulian Feng, spare me."
"You are wrong. I am not some lucky lotus or phoenix girl. It seems... the fate of the destiny master is not 100% accurate!" Yun Miao's face showed a bit of weirdness.
Jian Yinzhi was slightly stunned: "What...what do you mean?"
"I am the Grand Patriarch, the founder of Kunlun, Xiaoyao, Xueshan, and Siming Palace. So-called Fulian Fengnu and the Sixth Young Miss of the Prime Minister's Mansion have nothing to do with me." Yun Miao's voice was icy. Then he turned around and looked at Jian Yinzhi quietly: "It seems that I have overestimated you."
Hearing Yun Miao's words, Jian Yinzhi was stunned: "Grand...Grand Ancestor..."
Just as Yun Miao turned and left...
With a thud, Jian Yinzhi knelt down directly. He looked at Yun Miao excitedly: "Ancestor, is it really... is it really you?"
Yun Miao frowned slightly. It was impossible for anyone in this dimension to have heard of her or know her.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Ancestor, I am Jian Yinzhi, the 365th generation descendant of Siming Palace! The previous palace master calculated that you would encounter a disaster when you break through to the Supreme God, so he sent his subordinates to this lower realm to wait for you. Unexpectedly, I finally waited for you..." Jian Yinzhi was extremely excited.
You have to know that he has been suppressing his own strength in this small world below for a hundred years!
I calculated and calculated again, but I couldn't predict that some evil spirit would be born in the world.
Apart from the fact that there was something fishy about the fate of this Fulian Fengnu, her birth horoscope did not match that of the ancestor at all.
I never thought that the soul of my ancestor was reborn in Yun Miao's body.
He did not need to question Yun Miao's identity, because there was no one in this lower world who knew the identity of the Grand Emperor Patriarch.
After calculating for such a long time, he finally figured out the puzzles.
"Are you the descendant of Siming Palace?" Yun Miao's predecessor did indeed found Siming Palace. She used her own strength to gather all those who had extraordinary perception of fortune-telling to create a force.
Although this force was the weakest and most Buddhist among all her forces, she had never expected that it would be so effective at the critical moment.
"From now on, this ancestor will never again call you Siming Palace a group of divine fortune tellers." Yun Miao couldn't help but sigh: "How long has it been since my death?"
"Ancestor, it has been a hundred years..." Jian Yinzhi answered truthfully.
Yun Miao couldn't help but frown: "A hundred years?"
Indeed, the Chaos Bell has been sleeping in the Immortal Palace for a hundred years.
She thought that her fall and awakening only took a moment, but she didn't expect that it would take such a long time.
Jian Yinzhi said, "Ancestor, this is a soul transfer method after all. Finding a body that is compatible with you is certainly not easy. It took a hundred years to find a body of the Fulian Phoenix girl. If there is no suitable opportunity, I am afraid you may not be able to wake up for thousands of years."
Fortunately, it was not far from the time he had calculated. For a cultivator, a hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.
Yun Miao sighed, "The Emotional Chaos Bell placed my soul in the cracks of space for a hundred years before it found a suitable body..."
So she left it vacant for a hundred years, and the Chaos Clock fell into a complete sleep because all its functions were exhausted.
Jian Yinzhi, however, smiled like a lackey: "Don't worry, ancestor. The various forces you have created are now different from before after a hundred years of development. They are all waiting for you to return!"
"Let's not talk about those things for now. Tell me first, what is it like to go to heaven?" Yun Miao asked.
Jian Yinzhi immediately replied: "Ancestor, in fact, the upper realm is one with our prehistoric continent."
"Oh? Then why haven't I heard before that the Nangong clan has the bloodline of a divine beast?" Yun Miao frowned.
Jian Yinzhi explained, "Over the past hundred years, the Primordial Continent has been divided into three major regions: the Upper Heaven Realm, the Upper Heaven Domain, and the Upper God Realm. Our forces are at the pinnacle of the Upper God Realm, while the Upper Heaven Realm and the Upper Heaven Domain are just a group of third-rate sects. A hundred years ago, they were all unknown and independent cultivators. It's normal for you not to know your identity. However, the Nangong lineage is special. Originally belonging to the four major families in the Upper God Realm, they eventually declined inexplicably and fell into the Upper Heaven Realm. At that time, you were only focused on cultivation, so how could you pay attention to these trivial matters?"
Yun Miao: “…”
"In that case, take me back to the Heaven Realm. I want to save Mulansheng." Yun Miao said in a cold voice.
Unexpectedly, Jian Yinzhi said with an embarrassed look on his face: "That... Ancestor, it's easy to come down from the lower realm, but it's difficult to go back up. If you want to go back, you must have strength higher than the Nascent Soul stage to ascend. You also know that the spiritual power of the people in the Siming Palace is the weakest. Now, after a hundred years, my strength has only declined and not improved..."
"Waste." Yun Miao couldn't help but curse: "A dignified Siming Palace student, his strength has regressed to the Nascent Soul stage."
Jian Yinzhi also felt ashamed, but he was cultivating the Way of Life, which was not the kind of person who advocated fighting and killing.
"Well...how about you go up and send someone to rescue me?" Jian Yinzhi said shamelessly.
Yun Miao was speechless: "Do you have a spiritual stone to contact back?"
"Well... Old Ancestor, you know that the Spiritual Stone can't be used to cross dimensions. This Lower Realm is such a desolate place, who in the God Realm would even think of coming here?" Ming Tianshi couldn't help but touch his nose. "After all, it's been a hundred years. I'm sure the leaders have forgotten me. So... I used the Spiritual Stone to smash the fruit..."
Yun Miao finally understood why she had always hated the people from Siming Palace the most.
Live wherever you go, it's really Buddhist.
However... now that she knew that the upper heaven was one of the parts of her previous prehistoric continent, she was no longer worried.
As long as we go up, there are ten thousand ways to deal with them.
After asking what he wanted to know, Yun Miao turned and left.
Jian Yinzhi was still shouting from behind: "Grandfather, please remember to call for help!"
He stayed in this bamboo forest so long that mushrooms were almost growing on him.
Yun Miao came out of the bamboo forest and looked at the sky outside.
Feelings, she resurrected at the doorstep.
This Chaos Clock is really tight-lipped.
A certain Chaos Clock: Oh, you didn’t ask~
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