Master?

Isn’t the old man’s master the ninth generation Saint Hongjun?

"It turns out that this is the tomb of a saint."

Yang Yunfan felt something in his heart and immediately did not dare to be rude. He stood aside and kowtowed to greet him in a polite manner.

No matter what, this Saint Hongjun is still his master in terms of seniority. It is natural to kowtow and kneel to his master.

"Okay, you can get up."

After kowtowing three times with Yang Yunfan, the old man pulled Yang Yunfan to stand up together, dusted off the dust on his body, and walked slowly into the depths of the thick fog.

"Old man, please don't leave yet. Speak clearly..." Yang Yunfan saw the old man kowtow and went in without explaining any taboos to him outside.

He was suddenly speechless.

However, since the old man had already gone in, he naturally couldn't delay outside and could only bite the bullet and catch up.

"Moo~~"

But Mo Qilin was very afraid of the smell inside, and called out anxiously a few times outside. He watched Yang Yunfan leave, but it didn't move for a moment, squatting on the roadside and eating weeds.

"Gulu gulu."

It has to be said that the weeds here are full of charm and are a treasure to the outside world. After Mo Qilin took a few bites, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was so happy. Then, he simply didn’t go in and looked for them on the side of the road.

Food.

Mo Qilin has a terrible intuition about danger.

It knows that this forest cannot be entered easily, but as long as it stays close to the roadside, the danger is not great.

"Okay, then you stay here."

Yang Yunfan knew Mo Qilin's ability, and when he saw it eating so happily, he didn't worry about this guy and went deep into the thick fog.

…

"Boom~~"

As Yang Yunfan stepped into it, for a moment, the originally calm mist seemed to have encountered some kind of stimulation and began to boil violently. At the same time, a rumbling, thunder-like sound was made in the void.

"Um?"

"The Hongmeng Sacred Tree has revived?"

At the same time, Yang Yunfan felt that the [Hongmeng Sacred Tree] in his body seemed to have awakened, and there was a strange fluctuation of consciousness.

The Hongmeng Sacred Tree naturally has a soul and a will.

However, in most cases, it is very quiet and sleeping and will not affect Yang Yunfan.

.But at this moment, the tree spirit of the Hongmeng Sacred Tree showed sadness.

This shocked Yang Yunfan.

"This is the birthplace of the Hongmeng Sacred Tree."

Soon, Yang Yunfan found out the reason for the sadness of Hongmeng Sacred Tree.

Under his feet, there was a withered tree root. Judging from the smell, this tree root should be another Hongmeng Divine Tree, possibly the mother of the Hongmeng Divine Tree in his body.

The roots of this tree occupy too much space.

As a tree, its roots occupy an area of ​​nearly tens of miles.

Yang Yunfan thought he was walking on the ground at first. After walking for a while, he noticed something was wrong. When he looked down, he realized that he was stepping on a tree stump.

All the Hongmeng purple energy here is diffused from Yang Yunfan's feet, which is the roots of this withered Hongmeng sacred tree.

Although it has withered, its spirituality has not been completely lost.

Perhaps it is because there is a so-called [time black hole] here, which makes the order of time very distorted, making it unclear whether it is alive or dead.

"brush--"

Yang Yunfan held his breath and concentrated, quickly searching for the old man's traces in the thick fog.

His steps were flying and he was extremely fast. He estimated in his heart that he should have walked hundreds of miles, but he was still in this almost endless world of dense fog.

"Huh? Old man!"

At this moment, Yang Yunfan stopped.

Because, in the thick fog ahead, he saw a familiar figure, it was the old man.

The old man was leaning on a cane and standing under a dark shadow. His eyes were complicated, with a hint of sadness and a hint of nostalgia. He remained motionless, just looking up at the dark shadow.

"This is……"

When he got closer, Yang Yunfan realized what the old man was looking at.

His heart suddenly became extremely surprised.

In front of the old man, the body of the black shadow that almost covered the sky and the earth was actually a huge coffin.

This coffin bottle is made of countless bronze divine gold. Its surface is filled with various mysterious patterns and various phenomena of heaven and earth. It is very extraordinary at first glance.

Not surprisingly, inside this coffin must be the body of a saint.

Yang Yunfan had already seen this scene before entering the Samsara Mountains... However, that was outside

Surrounded by the void, he could not feel the hugeness of the coffin and the majestic aura permeating it.

"Is this the power of a saint? What a terrifying power."

At this moment, even Yang Yunfan, whose soul level was not weaker than the Hunyuan realm, felt a little trembling when facing this coffin.

You must know that most of the aura of the saint's corpse has been sealed by the bronze divine gold, and only one ten thousandth of it escapes, but even so, it still makes people feel awe from the bottom of their hearts.

He could imagine that if such a level of power appeared in the original universe, the order of heaven would completely collapse in an instant.

Hunyuan realm!

One step at a time, the gap between each level is probably a hundred times or even ten thousand times greater than the gap in the immortal realm.

"Unworthy disciple Mo Yun, please pay your respects to the master."

At this time, the old man knelt down in front of the coffin and kowtowed three more times in awe. Then he stood up and said solemnly: "I am here to take a drop of Master's blood and inject it into my body."

In the disciple's body, he can awaken the [Eye of Order] and gain insight into all the laws and wills of the [Ancient Immortal Realm], so that he can inherit your legacy, Master, and reorder the ancient world."

The old man's voice was like a bell, vibrating between heaven and earth.

"Holy shit! Old man, you..."

Yang Yunfan next to him fell into a daze when he heard this. Although he had doubted early on whether the old man wanted to pass on some treasure or technique to him.

However, he never expected that the old man's reserved ultimate move would actually be the corpse of the previous generation Saint Hongjun.

Isn't this too disrespectful?

Could it be that the old man is still planning to open this coffin and desecrate the body of Saint Hongjun?

With Saint Hongjun's status in the world, if what the old man did today is leaked, will he be hunted down by other Hunyuan strongmen in [Ancient Immortal Realm] together?

"No wonder, before the old man came in, he said that no matter what mistakes he made, he would let me remember his kindness and find a way to protect him." Yang Yunfan now feels very regretful.

If he had known that he was here to do something like this today, he would rather give up this opportunity.

Anyway, he has successfully conceived the [Hongmeng Sacred Tree]. As long as he follows the steps and continues to absorb the Hongmeng Purple Qi from the cracks in the universe, it will probably take only ten thousand years at most before he can enter the Hunyuan Realm.
Chapter completed!