Dragon Sword God

Chapter 680

Xiang Hao stared at Ye Han and looked again and again. He never expected that Ye Han, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, could think of such a profound question.

The Purdue Gate controlled the entire Western Region, and it would indeed be a terrible thing if they wanted to reach out to other regions in the future.

But after thinking about it, Xiang Hao shook his head involuntarily. He had just arrived at the first city in the Western Regions, so he had so many thoughts, which was a bit too far-fetched.

It is necessary to know that in the God Realm, in addition to countless great religions, there is also the Shinto Alliance. It is impossible for those big figures not to think of these.

"It's not good to think too much. We'll just play for three days. After three days, we'll continue to set off. I'll take you all over the God Realm. If you don't become a god, you won't turn back." Xiang Hao patted Ye Han on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Ye Han's eyes lit up immediately, and he said excitedly, "Master, are you talking about me becoming a god?"

"Get lost." Xiang Hao rolled his eyes: "Go to bed early and go out to play tomorrow."

In the early morning of the next day, the master and apprentice got up to wash up, and when they were about to go out, a monk in yellow robes came to the door.

"Your Excellency is looking for me?" Xiang Hao stared at the yellow-robed monk in surprise. This yellow-robed monk was not any of the six people yesterday.

The yellow-robed monk clasped his palms together and said with a good-natured smile, "My sage said that I have a predestined relationship with you, son. I want to meet you, so please move to the pagoda to tell me about it."

"Fated?" Xiang Hao almost laughed out loud: "Everyone in this world is destined to meet, it is impossible to tell everyone, so do you still want to practice?"

"Young Master's words are half right and half wrong." The yellow-robed monk said unhurriedly: "Meeting is fate, and being able to talk is fate. Together, it is called fate."

Hearing this, Xiang Hao looked at the yellow-robed monk differently, and after pondering for a while, Xiang Hao smiled and said: "Alright, let's walk with you to see if it's a good fate or a bad fate. "

"The Purdue Sect is good and not evil, my lord, please rest assured, please." The yellow-robed monk said very politely.

"You go downstairs first, I'll have a few words with my apprentice." Xiang Hao said with a smile.

"Okay." The yellow-robed monk turned and went downstairs.

After watching the yellow-robed monk go downstairs, Xiang Hao said softly to Ye Han: "After I leave, you and the little monkey will go to the inn next door. If I don't come back before dark, you will leave the city of all living beings overnight. understand?"

"Master, I." Ye Han was a little nervous.

"Be obedient." Xiang Hao took off the Qiankun Ring, gave it to Ye Han, and said, "There is a source of God inside, okay, I'm leaving."

Xiang Hao turned around and went downstairs, not letting Ye Han and the little monkey follow.

After arriving at the inn, the yellow-robed monk smiled at Xiang Hao, then led Xiang Hao towards the pagoda, and finally walked straight into the Pudu pagoda.

"The holy old man has been practicing hard below all the year round, and this time it is rare that he wants to see outsiders. Please follow me, my lord." The yellow-robed monk smiled and came to an underground entrance of the tower on the first floor.

Xiang Hao immediately became vigilant in his heart. This ancient tower towered into the sky, and the holy old man obviously had an extraordinary status, so he just didn’t live on the top floor. Why did he live under the tower? Xiang Hao was puzzled, wondering if it was this The yellow-robed monk wants to bully himself?

But after thinking about it, Xiang Hao felt that it was impossible. If he wanted to hurt himself, there was no need to do so.

When these two thoughts flashed through, Xiang Hao had subconsciously followed the yellow-robed monk, along the bluestone stairs, all the way to the underground.

Beside the long stone ladder, there is a blue lamp every several feet, illuminating the dark space and dispelling the cold underground.

"What state is the old man in?" Xiang Hao asked curiously.

"The realm of the old man, the disciple dare not make wild guesses." The yellow-robed monk immediately changed his color slightly, and said so.

Xiang Hao didn't ask any more questions, and came to the bottom of the ground with the yellow-robed monk silently.

The end of the underground looks like a practice field. Around the practice field, there are 81 green lights suspended out of thin air. In the center, an old man with white hair and white beard is sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. look.

"Disciples see the old man." The yellow-robed monk saluted respectfully. Under such circumstances, Xiang Hao couldn't help but salute.

"You go up first." The old man didn't open his mouth, but a voice came out, very hoarse.

"Yes, disciple will leave." The yellow-robed monk saluted respectfully again, then turned around and left slowly.

Xiang Hao stared at Shenglao, guessing constantly in his heart.

Sheng Lao didn't open his eyes, but the voice sounded again: "Master Xiang, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"You know me?" Xiang Hao immediately took a few steps back in shock, he was not confident enough to think that he knew everyone.

"Don't panic." Sheng Lao's face twitched, as if smiling, and continued: "I have lived for nine hundred and ninety-nine years. Although I sit here with a mortal body, I often travel around the world. At that time, I happened to go to see it, and the old man admired Mr. Xiang's fighting power."

Hiss, Xiang Hao couldn't help but gasp when he heard this, lived for 99 years?Wandering around the world?This old guy is not only an old monster, but also has unfathomable mana, traveling around the world, which is not something ordinary masters can do.

"Is Mr. Xiang scolding me in your heart?" Sheng Lao slowly opened his eyes, which were a pair of cloudy eyes, staring at Xiang Hao as if out of focus.

Xiang Hao's scalp turned cold, this old lady was too scary, he hurriedly said: "I don't dare, I don't know why the old lady asked me to come here?"

"It's nothing special, I just want to invite Mr. Xiang to talk about his thoughts on Purdue Gate." Sheng Lao's hoarse voice sounded softly.

Xiang Hao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Sheng Lao is really flattering the younger generation, and the younger generation has no right to have any thoughts about Purdue Gate."

"Other young people are indeed not qualified, but you are different, Mr. Xiang, please speak up." Shenglao said.

Xiang Hao quickly waved his hands and said, "This junior is new here, so he doesn't understand everything, even if he wants to talk, he doesn't know where to start."

"That's all." After the old man sighed, he said: "The old man and the young master will talk about our fate."

"Huh?" Xiang Hao was surprised: "Sister, please tell me."

"When I was young, I was inseparable with something in you, but later some changes happened and we separated. For hundreds of years, I always thought that it was no longer in this world, but I never thought that it would become attached to you."

"Can the old man explain it more clearly? What is it on me?" Xiang Hao's pupils shrank slightly, and at the same time he quickly checked the things on his body. There were the fetus of the Zhushen sword and the sky stone in the Qiankun bag. The sky stone was still from ancient times. In addition to this, there is also the heavenly monument in the shrine. Could it be that the saint is referring to the heavenly monument?

Thinking of this, Xiang Hao felt chills down his spine for a moment. The Tianbei is no small matter, and Xiang Hao didn't want any outsiders to know.

The moment Xiang Hao thought of the monument, a misty mysterious force circulated around Xiang Hao's body, released by the monument, covering everything about Xiang Hao.

The cloudy eyes of Sheng Lao who had been staring at Xiang Hao suddenly became clear at this moment.

(End of this chapter)