Chapter 182 [The Ancestor of the Destiny]

The sky on the eighteenth floor of the underworld is always gloomy.

In the black mountains 800 miles outside the Ghost Corpse City, there is a place called "Tianming Cliff" by the ghosts. A silver light column that is completely different from the surrounding yin energy covers the radius of a hundred miles around Tianming Cliff.

Since ancient times, Tianming Cliff has been the forbidden place for ghosts and ghosts.

Whether in the nearby ghost village or in the ghost corpse city, the ghost ghosts dare not step into a place covered by silver light columns. A powerful ghost who once formed a ghost pill tried to enter, but was strangled and destroyed in the moment he stepped into the silver light column.

Therefore, Tianming Cliff became a legend in the territory of Ghost Corpse City.

Under the cliff of Tianming Cliff, surrounded by green trees and the environment is elegant. There is a thatched house that seems simple but actually exudes exquisite.

Inside the thatched hut.

"Master, how is Brother Liu? It's been seven days now, why haven't you woke up yet? Save him quickly."

"What's the rush? This kid "dominates his life" and it's hard to die, and..."

“And what?”

"And after the calculation of the master, the biggest variable in your master and disciple's fate has been in these few days."

The two people who were talking were Ye Chan and the master he spoke, - the old man with a golden banner in his hand. On the wooden bed beside them, Liu Zhuo, who was naked on the upper body and was holding a thick bandage on his chest, was his eyes closed, looking peaceful.

Ye Chan's eyebrows frowned into the word "chuan" and shouted: "Then why aren't you awake yet? There is no one in this world who can't die."

The old man in sixties said: "Of course no one in this world will not die, but at least in the eighteenth floor of the underworld, this kid is immortal. He has just bleed heavily and instilled in him for thirty years of "lifeline" to help him recover his blood. If nothing unexpected happens, he will wake up today."

"Really?" Ye Chan looked disbelief. Her "smiling" master has never been very reliable. If she hadn't listened to her master's slander and went to find some materials for refining life, she wouldn't have been so unlucky that she would have been almost eaten by the ghost corpse.

As he was talking, Liu Zhuo, who was lying on the bed, suddenly coughed violently.

"Brother Liu, you are awake." Ye Chan looked at him in surprise.

(Ahem... I'm not dead, that's great. Lan Menglong said it right. My life is the best in the world, and it's hard to die.)

Liu Zhuo stood up in a daze. Before he fell into a coma, he clearly saw his chest rupture and his heart was broken by the domineering claw of the ghost corpse. He was definitely seriously injured. Now he has recovered as he has been in the past. It is really strange.

Liu Zhuo felt his physical condition. At this moment, he felt that his qi and blood were as sufficient as before, and even the spiritual breath in his inner body had increased significantly. Unconsciously, "Longyuan Gong" automatically operated, and the fourth dragon vein was broken without attacking and reached the fourth level.

It also means that the new magical powers of "Longyuan Hall" can also be used. It has always been Liu Zhuo's urgent hope to use Longyuan Hall like a magic weapon.

Compared with the power of magic weapons, when controlling Longyuan Hall, it is at least higher than that of the earth-level magic weapons?

In an instant, countless chaotic thoughts intertwined in Liu Zhuo's heart. The unintentional increase in cultivation made him confused. Looking around, he quickly escaped from his confusion, looking at Ye Chan with a curious look on his face and said, "Miss Ye Chan, where is this?"

Ye Chanxi said, "This is Tianming Cliff, where my master and I practice."

Liu Zhuo turned his gaze to the old man in his sixties. With his cultivation level, he could naturally easily see the old man's cultivation level.

The Great Perfection Realm of Foundation Establishment Period.

Although it is also relatively powerful, it is quite far from the Dan-Cultivation Stage.

Looking at the old man's smiling look, Liu Zhuo stood up and bowed, "Junior Liu Zhuo, I have seen you, thank you for your life-saving kindness."

The old man in the sixties shook the golden banner in his hand and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm a name for Lan Tiande. I want to thank you for saving my incompetent disciple. Liu Xianyou, you have [the first domineering life in the ages]. Even if I don't help me, I'm sure I'll be in peace."

"Where, where, everything is a cause and effect, just a coincidence." Liu Zhuo smiled and suddenly looked stunned. He looked at the golden banner in Lan Tiande's hand and said suspiciously: "Senior, do you know the destiny of your younger generation? Is the last name Lan? How dare you ask Senior Lan if you know someone named Lan Menglong?"

Lan Tiande was also surprised and responded: "Lan Menglong? I really don't know him, but the person named Lan in this world must be my fortune teller clan, Liu Xianyou, did you know him in the world?"

Liu Zhuo's expression changed slightly. He had never revealed anything about him from the world, but he had never revealed it to the master and apprentice. The Blue Sky De said it casually, which was really puzzling.

Seeing Liu Zhuo's suspicious expression, Lan Tiande laughed and said, "I have been immersed in Qimen's life technique for more than 3,000 years. It is naturally easy to see through some changes in fortune-telling. I believe that Liu Xianyou has also practiced fortune-telling? I wonder which fate master who stayed in the world of the old man tribe practiced?"

After hearing the explanation, Liu Zhuo was secretly shocked. It was a real existence that could survive for more than 3,000 years in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"What I said at the top is true. I am the one who learned some life skills from Lan Menglong, but I can't have the [Good and Good Realm], so I gave up." Liu Zhuo said in a scattered manner.

Lan Tiande sighed: "So that's it. It seems that my Lan family has indeed declined in the world of the world. The good and good realm can only be maintained by generations. If this generation of tribe members are not successful and have their incense cut off, our Lan family will probably be defeated."

Liu Zhuo asked with a lot of doubts: "Since that's the case, how could the senior fall into the underworld?"

Lan Tiande smiled bitterly and shook the golden banner in his hand: "I guess Immortal Liu must have seen this life banner?"

Liu Zhuo said: "I have indeed seen it, but the life banner in Lan Menglong's hand is green, which is specially used to tell fortunes to store people's life span. It is said that if you save enough life span of 100,000 years, you can ascend to become a god in the daytime?

Lan Tiande sighed: "I changed my destiny against the heavens, but there was retribution. But I just listened to this legend and spent more than two hundred years to save enough 100,000 years. The life banner turned into gold in one fell swoop, and it was true that it was ascended to the eighteenth floor of the underworld, and there would never be a day to turn over."

Liu Zhuo was surprised and unexpectedly, he could meet Lan Menglong's ancestor in the underworld.

"Senior, don't you have a way to escape? I heard that the [Hell King Flying Sword] in King Yama's hand can cut through the barrier of life and death and make people return to the world." Liu Zhuo said what he was most interested in.
Chapter completed!