Chapter 2000: Pray from eternal years ago!

The destruction of the Zucheng Palace and the fall of the Immortal Emperor were not promoted under the suppression of Emperor Jiu. The palace that became a ruin quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Immortal Emperor, retreated again.

The Immortal Emperor of this generation, Lian Daozhen, was often in seclusion, and time was uncertain, so the entire immortal clan did not think too much about the Immortal Emperor's seclusion.

Wu Feng returned to Beizhou, and the glacier land immediately frozen his whole body, immersed in the cold air that had not melted for thousands of years, silently dispelling the curse in his body.

He never took action after the curse technique, so it was easier to dispel this technique than Daoyi and Jiudi. In addition, he obtained the ears of the Immortal Ancestor. Once he dispelled all the black energy of the curse technique, his cultivation level would be much more diligent with the ears of the Immortal Ancestor.

Daoyi dragged his damaged body and filled his mind with severe pain. He endured the roar and suppressed the humiliation in his mind. After returning to Daoyi Sect, he immediately chose to retreat.

However, the curse in his body exploded completely, and ordinary methods could not be eliminated at all. However, Daoyi, as the Great Heavenly Lord, was not what he saw on the surface. Gemini once said that he was a masked man!

In order to dispel the curse in his body without affecting his recovery, he summoned the Heavenly Venerable and several Heavenly Venerables under his command in the Taoist sect, and even summoned many powerful Jin Guans, forcibly dispersed the curse in his body again, allowing everyone to share the burden!

This curse technique is so powerful that the Jin Zun monk will die if he touches it. Even the Tian Zun monk immediately rots his whole body after touching it and lets out a shrill roar. Although it can last a little longer, the final result is still death!

Only Yue Tianzun can survive with his powerful cultivation and the power of this shared curse, but the price is still huge.

Until all the Heavenly Venerables under Daoyi's command had dispersed their curse skills, Daoyi even began to look for the third step of monk. Even if he could share a little bit, it would be of great benefit to him.

Under this cruel sharing, Daoyi Sect almost became the Dead Sect...

After returning to Emperor Mount Jiu, Emperor Jiu took Haizi and returned to Emperor Mountain, he immediately chose to retreat. His cultivation was extremely strong. Although he was surrounded by black air, he could slowly disperse himself. With the help of Shanghai Zi's art of mourning the deceased clan, the power of the cursed art in Emperor Jiu's body will gradually dissipate with the passage of time.

Only Gemini Great Heavenly Lord did not get this technique because he was not greedy. After returning to Ziyang Sect, the two little girls chose to retreat and merged with the eyes of the immortal ancestor. When they left the seclusion, they would completely repair the weakness caused by the accidental reincarnation when they were reincarnated.

The immortal clan is still five great heavenly lords, but the fifth great heavenly lord is sleeping under the underground palace that overlaps with the imperial palace. In the important forbidden palace, it turned into a golden mountain, standing there, suppressing the spirits of the seventy-two continents.

Under the mountain, the madman never woke up, as if waiting for Wang Lin to arrive next time.

Half a year later.

The immortal tribe Dongzhou, Tianniuzhou.

In the battle with the Green Demon Island many years ago, a large number of peaks collapsed, which changed the landform of the entire Tianniu Island.

However, the pattern of the sects in this continent has not changed much. It is still the strongest of the Great Soul Sect and Guiyi Sect. Many small sects depend on these two sects.

The two disciples of the two sects who were sent to the ancestral city had already returned to the sect. They each had different luck and would become the backbone of each other's future.

Big Soul Sect.

After Wang Lin left, Qingniu Zhenren was always in seclusion without caring about worldly affairs and all elders were responsible for the trivial matters within the sect. He just proposed a point, retaining the mountain that was given to Wang Lin back then, and turning it into a forbidden area, and not allowing outsiders to step in.

Many people are puzzled by this matter, but when Wang Lin's reputation in the Nirvana of Heaven and there were many rumors about Wang Lin, the people of the Great Soul Sect who hesitated about the identity of the White-Haired Leaping Heavenly Venerable slowly realized from various signs that the White-Haired Leaping Heavenly Venerable was actually Wang Lin, they vaguely understood the reason why the Green Niu Zhenren left the mountain.

Yan Luan, the elder of that time, is now in a high position in the Great Soul Sect and can make decisions on some major things. She could have moved away from the mountain and went to the depths of the Great Soul Sect to choose a better cave.

But she never left. Looking from the top of the mountain, you can see Wang Lin's cave from afar. Whenever she recalls the scenes of the past, she will stand alone on the top of the mountain, looking at Wang Lin's peak, quietly silent alone.

Yan Shanlu and Yan Shanmeng are still her disciples. The personal grudges with Wang Lin had been resolved before, but now many years have passed, and they are so faded that they can be forgotten.

Among the many elders in the Great Soul Sect, one more person has been added over the years. This person is named Du Qing. His body is not flesh and blood, but a piece of wood. After being condensed by his soul, it becomes his body.

He was appointed by the ancestor of the Great Soul Sect. He became an elder because he was not the elder's cultivation level. Over the years, his life has been very comfortable, and it is much better than before.

As time goes by, the Great Soul Gate seems to have not changed much in Tianniuzhou during the sunrises and sunsets. The mountain is still the mountain and the attic is still the same as before.

Wang Lin stood outside the Great Soul Gate and looked at the familiar sect in front of him. When he first came here, his understanding of the Great Soul Gate was just ignorant. When he slowly thought that he had understood, after leaving, he experienced those things again and again, and finally learned in the palace that the remote Great Soul Gate had a deep connection with the palace, he realized that he still had some unknown points about the Great Soul Gate until now.

"The mourning clan... a genius who has no one in history can surpass it... This ancestor of the Great Soul Sect may have died, or not yet... But his plan has been throughout the past tens of thousands of years. In the past, he derived the changes today. His plan even calculated everyone, everyone, in his eyes, is a pawn...

Finally, step by step, this plan successfully unraveled the confinement and seal of his clan, cut off the lineage of the Immortal Ancestor, and made the only remaining clan member restore freedom from then on..."

Wang Lin looked at the Great Soul Sect with a complicated expression. It has been many years since he came to the Xiangang Continent, but it was not until now that he realized that the secret hidden in the Great Soul Sect in the remote Tianniuzhou, which is inconspicuous in the eyes of many strong people, can be traced back to countless thousands of years ago.

With a sigh, Wang Lin raised his foot and walked towards the Great Soul Sect.

His cultivation is now far beyond the Qingniu Zhenren and all the monks in this Great Soul Sect. No one can notice his arrival.

In this big soul sect, Wang Lin saw Du Qing, the long red dress standing on the mountain, and the fire-like Yan Luan. He also saw Aan Shanmeng and Aan Shanlu.

Wang Lin did not pause and walked to the depths of the Great Soul Sect, the Soul-Hanging Pavilion he had been to back then!

This soul-canging pavilion had to be opened by the Qingniu Real Person before Wang Lin could find it, but now, Wang Lin took a step forward and appeared, he was already standing outside the soul-canging pavilion.

This is a seven-story attic, surrounded by thin mist. Outside the attic, there are two huge statues of ferocious beasts, entrenched there, lifelike.

The attic gate was closed, and there was silence around it. There were three big characters standing above the gate.

Soul-Hanging Pavilion!

This pavilion seems to be seventh floor, but in fact, it has the eighth floor, the ninth floor... and the tenth floor! The tenth floor, when Qingniu Zhenren said that even he could not enter, it was the place where the ancestor of the Great Soul Sect was sitting and transformed.

Wang Lin looked calm and looked up at the top of the Soul-Hidden Pavilion. He came to find the answer, search for the genius of the deceased clan and left for him.

Pushing open the closed door, Wang Lin walked in. He knew everything here, and he walked up step by step. Wang Lin walked up calmly.

The creaking sound echoed in this quiet attic, and Wang Lin walked up to the second floor, the third floor... until the eighth floor of that year.

For Wang Lin today, the restrictions that exist here do not need to be broken, and they will be dispersed after passing through.

Looking at the stairs leading to the ninth floor, Wang Lin walked slowly and walked step by step to the ninth floor. On this floor, these jade slips floated, recording the strongest magical powers of the Great Soul Sect.

The complete multiple illusion that Wang Lin wanted to obtain back then was here.

With a glance, Wang Lin saw everything recorded in it and walked towards the ancient stairs not far away.

Here, the tenth floor leads to!

Wang Lin raised his feet and walked one by one to the top floor of the Soul-Cang Pavilion, the tenth floor.

The moment he entered the tenth floor, Wang Lin saw a scene that had been silent for a long time. When he looked there, his expression became complicated. For a long time, Wang Lin sighed.

"So, this is what you left me... It is also a scene you must let me come here and let me see... a genius of the deceased clan... You use my affairs to write off my words to Haizi from now on!" Wang Lin did not look at the tenth floor again, turned around, walked away, and his figure gradually disappeared.

As Wang Lin left, a complete scene appeared on the tenth floor.

The tenth floor is not big, just about ten feet of space, there is a statue and a skeleton.

The statue was a man. He stood there, looking down at the bottom, and there seemed to be a force that destroyed the sky in his eyes. He was full of power without anger and stared at the bone in front of him coldly.

The skeleton knelt in front of the statue, with pain and begging in his face. A crack was cracked on his head, and there was no brain inside... There was a hole dug in his chest, and there was no heart inside...

He raised his hands, and on his left hand, his withered brain, and on his right hand, his unmoved heart. He looked at the statue, as if he wanted to be forgiven. He knelt here for thousands of years...

This is not an ordinary bone, but a soul that imprisons this person, this soul, for the thought, praying for forgiveness.

The statue was carved by Wang Lin.
Chapter completed!