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Chapter 196 The Old God of Twilight!Ghost Valley Patriarch!
Just when Venerable Bai Xiao, Zu Tu and others encountered the old demon Yingzhao in the East China Sea, Li Zhengjing's Tianxiao Flying Boat had already crossed the northern boundary of Zhongzhou and entered the real extreme north.

The temperature plummeted, freezing cold.

There is a vast expanse of whiteness ahead, with no end in sight.

When the wind blows, it is mixed with frost and snow, and the whistling sound is like a mournful howl.

Eighteen years ago, Fengdu Mountain underwent drastic changes, and all forces in the world calmed down the storm, and finally settled the Shuangjiu City to resist the tide of Yin Qi.

But for the north of Fengdu Mountain, there is no protection. Back then, there were many powerful ghosts and evil spirits who fled to the north and hid in various places.

Due to the bitter cold in the extreme north, there are few creatures, and it is difficult to find flesh and blood, so they fall into a deep sleep.

But this time there is another underworld army counterattacking the human world, and many ghosts and evil creatures sleeping in Fengdu Mountain were awakened by them. Fear, so run around.

Some of them fled to the north, awakening the ghosts and evil creatures that had been dormant in the wind and snow in the north.

This desolate and bitterly cold place was also full of chaos for a while, with ghosts crying and gods howling, extremely miserable.

"These yin spirits and ghosts have some luck. If they are captured by yin soldiers, they must be punished in hell."

When the counterfeit drug dealer said this, he looked down from the skyship and sighed, "It's been a long time since I looked down on the earth from above the sky."

The wind and snow filled the air, and the Yin Qi was very cold. Ordinary ghosts and evil spirits did not dare to come to provoke them.

However, some ghost corpse kings and the like sleep in this cold land, dividing their territories like wild beasts in the mountains. When the Tianxiao flying boat passes by, it seems to have invaded their territory.

Seeing this, the counterfeit drug dealer specially restrained his energy, to avoid the traces of Dongyue Mansion deep in his soul, and frightened away these ghosts.

With a wave of Li Zhengjing's hand, there was sword energy flying across the air, beheading the evil spirits.

Then he looked at the counterfeit drug dealer and said helplessly: "You are a majestic Lord of Dongyue Mansion, and you have shown three points of aura. How can there be any evil spirits in the world who dare to approach?"

The counterfeit drug dealer sighed: "You have a high level of cultivation now, and you don't know my embarrassment. They were also audacious when they passed by here before, and wanted to devour my flesh and blood... In the end, I had to use my predecessor's soul, energy, and energy to attack Dongyue. The majesty of the Fujun scared them away."

Hanging the bird heard the words, and suddenly realized: "So you feel that the majestic Dongyue Mansion has lost face, this time relying on my master to support you, want to let go? You are an ancient god after all, how can you be more powerful than the tree master? Careful?"

Hearing the words, the Tree of Five Elements was extremely dissatisfied, stretched out its branches, and got into a ball with the hanging bird.

The counterfeit drug dealer gave it a vicious look and said, "It's just such a small bird, how can it have so many hearts?"

He looked at Li Zhengjing and explained: "The underworld wants to attack the human world. Regardless of success or failure, we must return to the underworld... At that time, the ghosts and ghosts located in the north will be cleaned up and taken to the underworld. be punished."

"People die in the nether world, but it is inevitable that there will be lonely ghosts wandering in the world. It is also the duty of the nether court to capture them to the nether world."

The counterfeit drug dealer sighed: "If they are arrested and returned, wouldn't my current identity be exposed?"

Li Zhengjing didn't answer, but just raised his hand, the sword energy swayed, and all the ghosts and ghosts who would commit crimes in the future were wiped out.

The counterfeit drug dealer's trip was to help him, to go to the Tianxing Cave, to meet the old god of the evening, so Li Zhengjing also helped him once, after all, it was easy.

But Li Zhengjing also understood in his heart that the reason why the counterfeit drug dealers wanted to use his own hands to clear away the ghosts and ghosts on this road must have other plans.

In the future, the counterfeit drug dealers will definitely follow this path again... Maybe they will lead the descendants of the Emperor Blood God Clan to come together.

Now using his sword energy to kill all the evil things here can be regarded as clearing away the obstacles of this road for the future.

"About [-] miles ahead is where the Heavenly Star Cave is, and it is also the place where the true god of the old era temporarily sleeps."

The counterfeit drug dealer said: "He is not in a good condition. He fell from the heavens to this place. It is too turbulent, so he needs to recuperate."

Hearing this, Li Zhengjing remembered the "becoming a god immediately" mentioned by the counterfeit drug dealer before, and he vaguely understood in his heart, and said, "You meant to let me take his god body?"

"That's not true. After all, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although the true god of the old era has entered the end of the twilight...after all, it is a powerful existence that transcends the boundaries of the human world."

The counterfeit drug dealer continued: "In the ancient distant era, they once ruled the heavens and the world, but now...the era that belongs to them has passed."

"The old avenue they depended on has been wiped out by the heavens, and it has gradually declined and withered. Therefore, these old gods have gradually fallen in the long river of time, leaving only a very small number of them, lingering on their last days."

"I didn't expect that such a god from the old era was hidden in the star that fell into the world this time."

After a pause, the counterfeit drug dealer said: "Actually, it is this old god who is unwilling and wants to find an inheritor to inherit his position."

When Hao Jian heard the words, he suddenly became clear, and said, "You mean to let my master inherit the position of god in this old era?"

"That's right, but in fact this is a dead end. The gods of the old era have entered the dusk and will eventually perish!"

The counterfeit drug dealer was quite calm when he said this, and he spread his hands and said: "To tell you the truth, I really wanted Li Zhengjing to inherit his power, so that there would be a god in the world who could compete with Qian Huan, and even kill Qian Huan. The character of Shenjun makes me have no worries..."

Speaking of this, he found that everyone in the serious gang was a bit unfriendly, and immediately explained: "I have always been innocent in business, but I didn't mean to harm your master. Originally, regarding the situation of the true god in the old age, I also plan to tell you the truth, and let you decide for yourself whether to inherit or not, it is all up to you."

"Then why do you think my master will agree?"

The Five Elements Creation Tree waved its branches and asked.

"Thousand Illusion God Lord, that bastard is too powerful, Dao Zun Tianqing died and returned to the world after Xiaju ascended. Does your master still have a choice?"

Saying so, the counterfeit drug dealer looked at Li Zhengjing.

Li Zhengjing looked calm and did not respond. If there were no golden pages... this might be the best choice.

If you don't inherit the position of the old god, you will die at the hands of the current thousand fantasy gods.

Inheriting the position of the old god will have the strength to counter the Thousand Illusionary God Sovereign, and the hope of surviving this calamity and moving towards the future.

"The old god of the dusk is also a true god after all. If he can appreciate the power of a true god, few practitioners in the world would refuse!"

The counterfeit drug dealer continued: "After all, in this world, immortality will never end and cannot ascend. No matter how powerful the creatures in the world are, they will die at the end of their lives and return to dust. The result is the same..."

He looked at Haojian and said, "For example, you... From my point of view, you are expected to be immortal in this life, but if you want to become a master-level powerhouse, your chances are slim! If you are given a chance now, it will make you Do you want to have the combat power of immortals and gods beyond the boundaries of the world?"

Hao Jian was startled, and looked at Li Zhengjing.

And Li Zhengjing was also looking forward to his answer.

Hao Jian pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "One choice, you can have a powerful power that I can't even achieve in my life. Of course I am willing."

"Isn't that enough? It's like getting rich once in a while. How many people in the world can refuse?"

The counterfeit drug dealer said: "What's more...a person who is as strong as a teacher can only live for a thousand years, and the true gods of the old era are also true gods after all. Even if they will continue to weaken with time, they can still survive in the world. Immortal."

Speaking of this, the counterfeit drug dealer looked at Li Zhengjing, shook his head, and said helplessly: "Unfortunately, with your current situation, you are not far from death, and you broke another arm and failed to recover. More importantly, you are infected with The power of Ni Xian's curse cannot be dispelled... that old god will never choose you to inherit his position."

"I also don't want to inherit the position of the old god and step into a desperate situation."

Li Zhengjing looked serious, and said seriously: "I just want to ask him to help me."

Hearing the words, the counterfeit drug dealer showed a thoughtful look, as if he was planning something.

Li Zhengjing just looked at him, did not speak, and waited for the next sentence.

The counterfeit drug dealer thought for a long time before he said: "The true immortal who fell into this world in the past has a great background. It is rumored that there is a deep secret hidden in him, which involves the orthodoxy of the immortal way!"

"In the past, all living beings shared food and sought ascension in vain. Today, only the Thousand Illusory God Lord survives..."

"Thousand Illusion God Lord can be regarded as the last trace of the true fairy, and he may have inherited the secret of it."

"For these old gods, it is extremely important!"

"I can't confirm whether that old god is willing to help you, but I can conclude..."

The counterfeit drug dealer said seriously: "If you tell the other party these words, he will definitely want to kill the thousand illusion gods, seize the orthodoxy of the immortal way, and restore the glory of the old god era."

During the conversation, the Tianxiao Flying Boat has traveled thousands of miles and is approaching the celestial cave.

However, at the same time, in the west of Zhongzhou, there are lofty mountains and dense forests, and the sea of ​​forests is boundless at a glance.

But at this moment, among the mountains and forests, with the gurgling stream, a golden light suddenly descended from the sky and turned into a human figure.

This figure is bent and looks old, but he has two wings on his back, and the golden feathers are shining.

Upon closer inspection, this person's eyes are pale gold, and his mouth is full of fangs, which is ferocious and terrifying.

His arms hang down, one is a human hand, the other is a claw.

He fell to the ground with both feet, like the feet of an eagle, scratching and breaking rocks.

He looked forward, with a three-pointed sadness on his hideous and terrifying face.

He flew so far, no longer volleying in the air, but down-to-earth, walking forward.

Because in front of him is the inheritance of his master, a ghost valley that ordinary practitioners have never heard of!

Throughout the ages, it has only been passed down in one vein.

I saw Guigu Lingguan walking forward.

The surrounding birds and beasts sensed the aura, and out of instinct, they were extremely frightened, and fled and scattered.

Those who were already too frightened to move would crawl on the ground, life and death at their will.

There are many spirits and monsters among them, and there are even many monster kings, all of whom dare not act rashly.

"The descendants of Ghost Valley are here."

"Let the juniors in the clan quickly escape from this forest, and don't be treated as a training object."

"This place gathers surrounding spiritual energy. I am waiting to practice here, which is far superior to the outside world. There is a Ghost Valley inheritance here. I practice my hands with the birds and animals in the mountains at every turn, disembowelling, cramps and bone digging. It is simply horrible."

"I remember that each generation of successors only has the authority to open Ghost Valley twice in their lifetime."

"The first time was after accepting apprentices, I took the apprentices into the ghost valley, worshiped the ancestors, and obtained the inheritance."

"The second time is before dying, enter the ghost valley, bury yourself in it, and sleep on the earth forever."

"The successor of Guigu in this generation doesn't seem to have had any disciples, but now he returns alone without bringing any disciples... Could it be that he is going to die and come to bury himself?"

"In this way, the Guigu lineage will be extinct from now on. Will the future generations of us and other ethnic groups not be murdered again?"

Several demon kings in the depths of the mountain forest transmitted their voices to each other, and when they came to such a conjecture, they were overjoyed for a while and wept uncontrollably.

Thinking of the contemporary descendants of Guigu, who only initially inherited the method of Guigu's lineage, hunted and killed their fellow clans everywhere, and even themselves were almost murdered several times... Recalling the past, I can't help but feel emotional and excited.

The Spirit Officer of Guigu walked among the mountains and forests, thinking to himself: "It's been so many years, haven't there been any demons born around the Guigu Mountains?"

As he thought about it, he also recalled the past.

At the beginning, the master said that in a long time ago, the cultivation base of the master master reached the upper realm of human immortality, and drove away all the demons and immortals around him. They are listed in the book to provide future generations with valuable experience about the body structure of different demons and immortals of various races.

And before the master's life was exhausted and died, the master also cultivated to the upper realm of human immortality, and wiped out the demons around the Guigu mountain range.

Up to now, it should be my turn to clean up the surrounding demons for future generations.

But he wasted most of his life, so far he has not accepted any apprentices, nor has heirs been born, and there is no descendant inheritance.

Of course, up to now, there are no demons inhabiting around the Guigu mountain range, and no demons are born... It does not give him the opportunity to benefit future generations, even though he has no descendants.

Just thinking like this, Guigu Lingguan formed a seal with one hand and one claw, and hit the empty valley in front of him.

In a trance, the empty valley distorted, like ripples on the water surface, rippling for a moment, manifesting a desolate land.

The inside is dead silent, there are no birds or animals, no flowers and trees, only a dilapidated thatched hut.

And behind the hut, there are grave mounds one after another.

Ghost Valley Lingguan stepped into the valley, came to the nearest grave mound, and brushed off the dust on the tombstone.

With a complicated expression and strange eyes, he said in a low voice: "Master, I have doubts in my heart, I have to explain... I disturbed your sleep today."

With a wave of his hand, there was a loud shock, and the mound was overturned, revealing a coffin underneath.

Seeing that the coffin was intact, Guigu Lingguan let out a sigh of relief, then started again and opened the coffin.

Under the coffin, it was not empty. There was a body that was lifelike and had not decayed.

This body appeared to be extremely strong, covered with armor, but upon closer inspection... it was discovered that it was not armor, but scales growing out of the body!
"Master..."

Guigu Lingguan slightly closed his eyes and sighed.

He was worried that the bottom of the tomb was empty, and he was worried that the bottom of the tomb was not empty.

He suspected that the master had faked his death, but he couldn't figure out whether he wanted him to fake his death or hoped that he really died.

But now it seems that his teacher who taught him is still dead and buried in the ground.

For a moment, he felt a little disappointed, and it was even more complicated... I didn't know whether he should feel happy or sad.

But the master is not a thousand fantasy gods, after all, he was relieved.

Thinking this way, he walked forward, picked up the coffin lid, and wanted to close it again.

Then he discovered that there was an old voice coming from the coffin.

"Teacher, after all these years, you finally came to wake up disciple."

The weird man in the coffin slowly opened his eyes with sighs and joy in his tone.

After that, the four eyes met, and they were speechless for a while.

After a long time, Guigu Lingguan sighed and asked a question.

"So, the master is not dead, and the ancestor is not dead, the patriarch of our line... is the Thousand Illusion God?"

(End of this chapter)