Traveling through time 1 years late, I was forced to become a powerful person

Chapter 156 Please God Fragrance

Gong Buhuo has lived for ten thousand years and has survived three long periods of spiritual energy depletion, becoming the oldest ancestor in Laojun Mountain.

But even though he lived as long as he did, he was still shocked by the crazy thoughts in his mind.

The great power of the immortal world who has ascended to the upper world and dominated one side has been reincarnated and has become the supreme Taoist who has dominated the world for a lifetime, and has survived for thousands of years until now.

This seems to be a story, rather than a fact that should actually exist.

But the two tablets shimmering in front of Gong Buhuo, symbolizing the two identities of the founder of the sect and the supreme Taoist, echoed each other, telling him that the truth of all the facts seemed to be just as he imagined.

"Ancestor, Senior Brother Daozi, is it really you?"

"Ah!"

In the secret realm of the courtyard, Shen Yuan, who had just placed the mixed cat food next to the spiritual pond, suddenly sneezed.

The whisper as thin as a mosquito came to my ears again, accompanied by a crisp sound like kowtow.

Bai Xue, who was about to taste the delicious food, raised her head curiously and stared at Shen Yuan with worry.

Shen Yuan rubbed his nose and listened intently again but heard nothing, so he casually said to Bai Xue, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Hearing Shen Yuan's words, Bai Xue lowered her head to taste the delicious cat food. The dragon and carp in the spiritual pond on the side stared at the cat food eagerly and bubbled, but Shen Yuan ignored it.

When the dragon carp stays in the Tiantian Spirit Pond, it is filled with spiritual liquid and refined every day, and does not need any food to supplement its nutrition.

In the end, Bai Xue looked at the pitiful look of the dragon and carp staring at the dead fish eyes, stretched out her little paws and threw a few pieces of cat food into the spiritual pond.

After swallowing the cat food in two mouthfuls, Longli excitedly threw the Jidu Dragon Seal into the sky again, beating it with its tail like a rubber ball.

Looking at the harmonious scene in front of him, Shen Yuan sat back down at the stone table under the tree with a smile. He casually picked up an ancient book about gods that he had purchased at the trade fair from the storage ring and slowly read through it. stand up.

Far away in Rongcheng Dayade, Gong Buhuo, who was deeply shocked, still kept his sluggish posture and knelt in front of the altar, which made Mo Li behind him very anxious.

In fact, anyone can see that Gong Buhuo does not regard himself as Rong Cheng Dayutian's person at all. Logically speaking, Rongcheng Dayutian should intentionally suppress Gong Buhuo's influence.

However, with the passage of time, those sect ancestors who once had the ability to suppress Gong Buhuo have either lost their longevity or become demons during the long period of spiritual energy exhaustion.

Gong Buhuo, the ancestor who was not the orthodox successor of Rongcheng Dayutian, had become the absolute pillar of the entire Dongtian.

Even the other four ancestors who have not yet awakened in the Patriarch Hall are far from being comparable to Gong Bulhuo in terms of qualifications and cultivation.

Now it is no longer Gong Buhuo who needs Rongcheng Dayutian, but the entire Rongcheng Dayutian who needs Gongbuhuo to suppress his background.

That's why Gong Buhuo could be so unscrupulous and able to use Rongcheng Dayutian's teaching-suppressing treasure at will.

It can be said that Gong Buhuo is Rongcheng Dayutian's Dinghai Shenzhen.

If anything happens to Gong Buhuo because of the information he provided, he will be the sinner of the entire Laojun Mountain. No matter how talented he is, he will be severely punished by Laojun Mountain.

Feeling anxious, Mo Li couldn't help but whisper to the old figure kneeling in front of the altar:
"Ancestor Gong?"

This call successfully awakened Gong Buhuo from his previous lost state.

When Mo Li saw Gong Buhuo standing up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought that this would be the end of things, but Mo Li suddenly heard Gong Buhuo say:

"No! I have to confirm the truth!"

"It is related to the secrets of the main sect, absolutely no mistakes are allowed!"

Mo Li's heart that had just been relieved suddenly rose again.

I saw Gong Buhuo moving forward, and the space in front of me changed and disappeared directly into the Patriarch's Hall.

The next moment, Mo Li and Gong Buhuo were already on the top of the mountains that formed the Great Jade Sky. Here there was only a dilapidated-looking pavilion and a brass-colored ancient clock.

Gong Buhuo walked to the pavilion, raised his withered right hand, and slapped the ancient bell heavily.

In an instant, like substantial ripples spreading in all directions across the entire Rongcheng Jade Sky, the sound of the ancient bells seemed to reach the present world across the historical torrent of ancient times.

On the top of the mountain, layers of formations were intertwined, and the clouds floating under the white sky manifested into a palace standing above the clouds.

Genting Tiangong!

The legend about this name suddenly appeared in Mo Li's mind.

As early as ten thousand years ago, Rongcheng Dayutian used the power of his entire sect to refine a super-large Taoist artifact, which served as the control hub for the entire Rongcheng Dayutian and was named Yunding Tiangong.

However, as the period of ten thousand years of spiritual energy exhaustion approaches, the Sancai Hunyuan Cauldron and other sect-suppressing Taoist tools have fallen into lower grades, so that many disciples of Rongcheng Dayutian believe that the Yunding Heavenly Palace has been destroyed long ago.

Who would have thought that this Taoist Heavenly Palace would actually manifest into auspicious clouds and hide in the Rongcheng Great Jade Heaven.

A large amount of spiritual energy was quickly extracted at the moment when the Yunding Heavenly Palace appeared, and turned into a huge spiritual energy tornado between heaven and earth. The tornado thousands of meters high seemed to have become a huge pillar supporting the sky at the top of the clouds.

Gong Buhuo took one step forward and disappeared on the top of the mountains. The next moment, he stepped into the Yunding Heavenly Palace.

Mo Li stood there blankly, and after a moment, several powerful rays of light descended on the top of the mountain.

"Mo Li, why is it you?" "What happened?"

"Why was the Genting Heavenly Palace opened?"

Facing the majestic sect elders, Mo Li opened and closed his lips and didn't know where to start.

At this moment, in the sky above the cloud top, a phantom of a sky pillar appeared that penetrated the sky and the earth. Along with the firelight, wisps of green smoke drifted from the top of the sky pillar and spread into the entire Rongcheng Great Jade Sky.

In the wisps of blue smoke, it seems that everyone can hear the prayers of all living beings, including the happiness, anger, sorrow, life, death, and separation of the ordinary people under the rolling mortal world.

"Please give me some incense!"

"That is the treasure that communicated with the ancestors of the upper world and the eight righteous gods of the heaven ten thousand years ago. Is there such a treasure in the Yunding Heavenly Palace?"

"After gaining access to heaven and earth, all methods of inviting gods and attacking gods have lost their effect. Who is this stick of incense used to invite gods?"

All the real people were shocked and confused, but Mo Li finally got some breathing space at this moment.

He hurriedly said:
"It's Patriarch Gong! Patriarch Gong stood in the Patriarch Hall to worship the ancestors of the main sect, and also set up a tablet for the Supreme Taoist Son.

But then Patriarch Gong seemed to realize there was something wrong and said that the truth must be confirmed, so he opened the Yunding Tiangong. "

A full seven real people present looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Whether you are offering sacrifices to people from other sects in the Patriarch Hall, or rashly opening the Yunding Heavenly Palace, there is no doubt that it is a taboo.

If anyone else did such a thing, even if it was a Lord Lianxu, they would have the guts to stop it.

However, this matter involved Patriarch Gong, and they had no courage to interfere at all.

You must know that they all survived the last spiritual energy tide era. I heard that Patriarch Gong grandly placed several blank tablets on Rongcheng Dayutian during a sect sacrifice hall 6000 years ago. Among the tablets of the ancestors of past generations.

At that time, the sect ancestors and headmasters all knew what those blank tablets represented, but due to the cultivation and qualifications of the palace ancestors, they could only hold their noses to recognize them. Anyway, they were all blank tablets and they could barely get past them.

Now Patriarch Gong suddenly raised his coffin, and although what he did was a bit crazy, it was in line with this Patriarch's past style.

"But why did Patriarch Gong suddenly go crazy? Just because he got information about the sect that had been missing for tens of thousands of years?"

Only one real person who exuded the aura of death seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly his eyes widened and his voice said urgently:
"Did you just say the Supreme Way?"

Everyone immediately looked at the turtle who was hunched over like a walking turtle.

This real person once signed a symbiosis contract with a turtle under the command of Bibo Longjun. He practiced life-extending methods and survived two periods of spiritual energy depletion. He is a genius who has survived the era of spiritual energy tides 6000 years ago.

Even some Lianxu Zhenjun may not have the qualifications of this turtle master.

"It's the Supreme Taoist Master. Does Master Turtle know anything?"

Kame Master's lips pursed slightly, but there was still horror in his expression:

“Supreme Daozi was born in the main sect of Patriarch Gong, and he is Patriarch Gong’s senior brother in terms of seniority.

At the time, Patriarch Gong was not one of the strongest geniuses among the main sect. After being expelled from the sect for violating the sect's rules, he not only had no resentment towards the main sect, but even more respect for the main sect. "

"I don't know since when, all the information about the main sect of Patriarch Gong disappeared, but only the legend of the supreme Taoist still remains in the world.

He was a peerless genius and a real big shot who had dominated an era and allowed countless Taoists and saints to avoid disaster. "

"If Patriarch Gong's matter really involves Supreme Daozi, doesn't it mean that Patriarch Gong's senior brother is still alive?"

As soon as these words came out, all the real people fell into silence.

Grand Ancestor Gong is already a genius figure that is difficult for them to touch, let alone a genius who far surpasses Grand Ancestor Gong and dominates the whole world. If he can really survive to this day, what kind of peerless style will he be like?
The moment the thought flashed through, all the real people heard the majestic voice of Patriarch Gong above the Yunding Heavenly Palace, spreading in all directions.

"The Abandoned Tut Palace is not confused, I pray to the ancestors of all generations, and beg Senior Brother Supreme Daozi to show up and see you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the incense that turned into green smoke and floated throughout Rongcheng Dayutian suddenly changed.

A large amount of green smoke gathered, turning into a blurry picture between heaven and earth.

Everyone looked intently and saw an immortal in white clothes standing under a withered yellow tree, letting the dead leaves blow off his shoulders.

The ethereal fairy-like figure composed of green smoke seems to reflect the thoughts of all living beings contained in the incense.

One second he was a banished immortal who descended into the mortal world, and the next second he turned into a farmer walking in the farmland wearing a rough cloth.

One moment he was the emperor of an ancient country who dominated the world and intimidated everyone, and the next moment he became a miserable beggar living on the streets.

The appearance of all living beings and the thoughts of all living beings are all reflected in Qi's body, and the green smoke of the incense is unable to capture his accurate form.

Everything is changing, but that blurry face has not changed at all, and the deep eyes seem to have traveled through time and space, locked in the jade sky.

The banished immortal was not seen making any movements, and his plain voice echoed in the cave.

"Edict!"

(End of this chapter)