Lord Jianxu saw the delight on Qin Lang's face.
He couldn't help but feel fortunate that he was smart enough not to forget Qin Lang's low profile. He only said that he was a little better, not that he had fully recovered.
Indeed, that was correct.
If he said that everything had recovered, Qin Lang's face might not look good.
After calming his mind, Lord Jianxu looked at Qin Lang with a heavy face.
When he thinks back on what happened ten thousand years ago, it still feels like a dream.
"That was an era when talented people emerged in large numbers. Every once in a while, people from all the major sects in Qiankun Continent would ascend to the immortal realm. Each sect was very prosperous."
There was a look of nostalgia in the eyes of Lord Jianxu.
Qin Lang listened attentively.
Those were years he had never experienced.
The Locking Immortal Gate appeared during that period of time.
He said nothing and listened quietly to what the Sword Void God said.
Jianxu Divine Venerable sat cross-legged, frowned and said:
"Ten thousand years ago, I was only at the Purple Mansion realm, a casual cultivator, practicing with great difficulty. Suddenly one day, the sky and the earth changed color, and scarlet flames spread from the horizon, as if the sky was burning.
“The earth was constantly shaking, cracks appeared on the ground, and from time to time, space cracks would appear in the sky, sucking in the cultivators of Qiankun Continent. No one survived.
"Later, I heard from some seniors that it was the founder of the Suoxian Sect and the immortals who came down from the immortal world who started a fight. Fighting alongside him were the 108 saints of the Qiankun Continent."
An expression of envy appeared on the old face of Lord Jianxu.
It was as if he envied Ye Wuque's strength.
"One hundred and eight saints?"
Qin Lang was stunned.
He found it a little unbelievable.
In his previous life, saints were extremely rare. Apart from Confucius, there were only a dozen or so people who could be called saints.
There are actually one hundred and eight saints in Qiankun Continent?
This is really too much!
"Yes, one hundred and eight saints."
The Sword Void God nodded.
There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
Qin Lang captured this point very keenly.
"What's the matter? Just say it."
There are only him and Jianxu God Lord here. As long as Jianxu God Lord doesn't hit him, everything will be fine.
"I also heard some rumors. After all, my cultivation was too low at that time, so I couldn't make friends with Ye Wuque, a top-notch expert in the Qiankun Continent."
Lord Jianxu seemed a little regretful.
After a while, when his look of regret faded, he looked at Qin Lang and said:
"Before the Qiankun Continent, there were not many saints. Only those who reached the highest level in a certain field could become saints. In the past, they always appeared in twos and threes. According to records, there were no more than 20 saints existing at the same time. That was the era when the immortal way was extremely prosperous...
"But ten thousand years ago, some people said that the 108 saints who followed Ye Wuque to fight against the immortals in the fairy world were from the same school as Ye Wuque. Some people heard the saints call Ye Wuque "senior brother."
After saying that, he looked at Qin Lang.
Because Qin Lang is from the Locking Immortal Sect.
And he is the person with the highest status in the Locking Immortal Sect today.
This was a rumor he had heard, and he wasn't sure. He told it out loud to see if Qin Lang would know anything.
However, there was only shock on Qin Lang's face.
"One hundred and eight saints, call our Suoxian Sect's founder Ye Wuque your senior brother?"
Qin Lang looked at the God of Sword Void in astonishment.
"In other words, the 108 saints are also members of our Immortal Locking Sect?"
He was shocked.
When I just came out of retreat, I heard Junior Brother Wu mention Grandmaster Ye Wuque.
At that time, I thought that Master Ye Wuque was very powerful.
But there were already many people in this world who were more powerful than him, and the Wuque sword left by Ye Wuque was so fragile that Qin Lang had no idea how powerful Ye Wuque was.
I just think that Wu Changfeng was just bragging about suppressing an era.
But now after learning all this from Lord Jianxu.
He finally understood how awesome Ye Wuque, the founder of the Locking Immortal Sect, was.
One hundred and eight saints, call him senior brother!
These are all saints!
Imagine the scene where the saints who are usually high and mighty all bowed to Ye Wuque and shouted "Senior Brother".
Hiss...so terrifying!
Lord Jianxu was somewhat disappointed.
He discovered that Qin Lang really didn't know.
If I knew, I wouldn't ask him.
"I just heard about it from someone, I don't know if it's true or not."
He shook his head and said.
Seeing this, Qin Lang didn't ask any more questions.
After all, Lord Jianxu had experienced that era.
But I am not a person who has experienced those things firsthand.
But what he said is worth referring to.
The Suoxian Sect was indeed very powerful in the past.
The founder, Ye Wuque, is not as powerful as Junior-Martial-Nephew Wu boasts, but he is really fucking powerful.
In addition, there are the 108 saints, who may also be the first generation disciples of the Locking Immortal Sect.
They just called Ye Wuque "Senior Brother".
He couldn't be sure about these things now.
"Nothing, I'll go back first."
Qin Lang said this and left the secret room.
Lord Jianxu did not stay in the secret room for long.
After all, his injuries have all recovered.
Because there are enough spirit stones.
The formation hall has been rebuilt.
"Master Luyuan."
The Sword Void God shouted to Lu Yuan.
"exist!"
Lu Yuan did not dare to hesitate and responded immediately.
He found that Jianxu God was full of energy, completely different from his previous seriously injured appearance.
It seems that it was Senior Qin Lang who healed the injuries of Lord Jianxu.
As expected of a senior, even a cultivator at the level of Sword Void God can recover from severe injuries. He is truly amazing!
"Um?"
Lord Jianxu looked around.
The formation hall was built the same as before.
But what about Patriarch Qingdeng?
Why didn’t I see the Qingdeng Patriarch?
That guy, is he going to Suoxianmen to cause trouble?
But he thought again and felt that it was impossible.
Patriarch Qingdeng was seriously injured and should find a place to heal his wounds. How could he dare to cause trouble again?
"God, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Jianxu God was frowning, Lu Yuan became puzzled and asked tremblingly.
Jianxu Divine Master looked around, but still couldn't see Qingdeng Patriarch, so he asked:
"Why don't you see Qingdeng Patriarch?"
After these words came out, Lu Yuan was stunned.
"God, after the Qingdeng Patriarch was knocked away by Senior Qin Lang, I haven't seen any trace of him since..."
He was just a small figure in front of the Qingdeng Patriarch, so how could he dare to interfere in the Qingdeng Patriarch's affairs.
Upon hearing this, Lord Jianxu was suddenly shocked.
He overlooked one thing...
The ancestor Qingdeng was beaten so badly by Qin Lang that he fell into coma.
After he caught the Qingdeng Patriarch, he placed him on the ground in the secret room.
I had originally planned to deal with the intruders and then inject some spiritual energy into the Qingdeng Patriarch to help him heal his wounds.
But after seeing Qin Lang, he felt extremely frightened.
So much so that he forgot the existence of the Qingdeng Patriarch.
Later, when it collapsed, I thought of the Old Ancestor Qingdeng.
But because Qin Lang suggested healing, he forgot for a moment...
Now the Formation Hall has been rebuilt, but the Old Ancestor Qingdeng is nowhere to be seen.
In other words…
The ancestor Qingdeng was buried under the formation hall!
Lord Jianxu did not dare to hesitate.
He quickly rushed towards the secret room.
Although the formation hall collapsed, it did not cause any harm to Patriarch Qingdeng.
But being buried under the Formation Hall would probably cause Qingdeng Patriarch to suffocate to death...