Taishang patriarch crawled out of the tomb

Chapter 201 Ali's News (Part 1)
What the old patriarch said was very cryptic, Gu Tong and the other elders looked at each other in dismay, not quite understanding.

But this handkerchief turned out to be the handkerchief of the first generation ancestor of the ancient gods, the innate god ancestor, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

Their eyes suddenly brightened.

This handkerchief is definitely a treasure.

The old patriarch's name was Gu Hao, and he was lying on a stretcher with bandages all over his body, squinting his eyes, his eyes flickering, and he was thinking carefully.

"That day, I just came out of customs, and saw the upper reaches of the long river of time and space, there were two powerful beings fighting, one of them was hundreds of millions of meters tall, very much like the ancestor of my ancient gods."

"Now, the owner of the Immortal Mountain, who has been in the limelight recently, is considered by Gu Tong and the others to be the original eighth ancestor of our ancient gods. Is there any connection between these two things?"

The old patriarch Gu Hao couldn't be sure, the handkerchief in his hand turned into a streamer and merged into his arm.

They were very fast and came outside the planet Bora.

Shi Zhenxiang and monkey Qianhu and other subordinates are already waiting for the driver.

They had already met once, and they were relatively familiar with each other. After exchanging a few pleasantries, they entered Planet Baolai and headed straight for the Immortal Mountain.

The old patriarch Gu Hao has been observing Planet Baolai.

There are members of the Tiannuan clan, disciples of the former Baolai Holy Land, and countless mortal kingdoms and so-called cultivation sects.

These people have mediocre cultivation, he swept them away.

What made him focus was the Immortal Mountain. There are too many masters here, and the aura of emptiness is shrouded in clouds and mist. The mountain road is full of patrolling taixu-level masters. There are tens of millions of taixu-level troops on the martial arts field. During the drill, there were many weapons and spears, and the darkness was overwhelming.

soon.

They came to the top of the Immortal Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Yang Heng sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform, Li Daqiu, Wei Chungui, Yang Su and other great gods stood on both sides.

On the stretcher, the old man in bandages was supported by Gu Tong, sat up tremblingly, and looked up at Yang Heng.

In just an instant, his face changed drastically, and he fell off the stretcher in shock, causing the ground to roar.

"You, you, you are the senior in the long river of time and space!" Gu Hao shouted in horror and awe, his body was shocked, and the bandages all over his body were broken, revealing his strong and mighty body, like an old dragon , the whole body was surging with blood and fear, and there was no look of injury.

Gu Tong and the other elders of the ancient god clan looked stunned, "Patriarch, you are pretending, are you not injured?"

Gu Hao replied in a low voice: "Stupid, this old man did this on purpose, just for fishing, just to see if there is anyone in Luan Xinghai who wants to take the opportunity to take revenge on our ancient gods, and then we will catch them all!"

Gu Tong and the others were stunned, and immediately said with emotion: "The patriarch is still wise!"

However, Gu Hao slapped them on the forehead, turned around and saluted Yang Heng respectfully, and said with a flattering smile: "Old Ancestor, you are the most wise and invincible, and this is it!"

He gave a thumbs up and pointed towards the sky.

Gu Tong and the others reacted and raised their thumbs up.

Yang Heng smiled and asked, "Are you that little guy who walked in the long river of time and space that day?"

Hearing this, Gu Hao felt strange. He was nine thousand feet tall, the old patriarch of the ancient god clan, and also the ancestor with the highest qualifications. On weekdays, he was the only one who called other people little fellows.

But today, being called a little guy, he still didn't realize it for a while.

"Old Ancestor, you really have sharp eyes. That is the junior Gu Hao. I was fortunate enough to witness the old Ancestor fighting against the strongest in the long river of time and space that day. The invincible power of the junior was dazzled and fascinated, and I felt infinite awe and longing in my heart."

The old patriarch Gu Hao said, with a respectful and flattering smile on his face all the time.

Yang Heng asked: "I heard from Gu Tong that I am the original eighth ancestor of your ancient god clan. Do you have a way to confirm my identity?"

When Gu Hao heard this, his expression became serious.

Although Yang Heng's appearance and blood sense seemed to be exactly the same as their ancient gods, he was very cautious and did not recognize each other rashly.

Because he knew that some powerful and extraordinary magic skills could make people grow taller if they were cultivated to the extreme, just like their ancient gods.

For example, the Liu family is rumored to have such a supreme secret technique.

"Old Ancestor, I do have a way to confirm your identity." Gu Hao nodded and said, he hadn't confirmed Yang Heng's identity, but he kept talking about Old Ancestor in order to gain sweetness and make friends with Yang Heng.

Because he saw the scene of Yang Heng's battle in the long river of time and space, and knew that Yang Heng was absolutely terrifying and powerful, and he deserved his friendship.

A divine light flashed on Gu Hao's arm, and the handkerchief appeared.

This handkerchief, as big as a curtain covering the sky, exudes a mysterious light, and exudes an unpredictable ancient atmosphere. There are no other patterns on it, and there is only a blue sea on the white background.

This is the embroidered sea, but on this handkerchief, there is really a sea rushing, and it is not an ordinary sea, but a primordial chaotic sea.

From this handkerchief, Yang Heng felt the hidden aura of extreme majesty and terror, and he was horrified.

The lollipop-like Hammer of Heaven on his shoulder was awakened, and he sounded vigilantly and apprehensively: "Brother, be careful, this handkerchief, like me, seems to be an innate fetish."

Yang Heng was taken aback in his heart, but his complexion was calm and without the slightest emotion. Instead, he said calmly, "Well, yes, this handkerchief has a lot of history, and it is a real treasure."

Gu Hao nodded in praise and said, "The patriarch is indeed as insightful as a torch! This handkerchief is the handkerchief of the first generation patriarch of our ancient god clan."

"His old man is also honored as the ancestor of the gods. He has nine descendants of ancient gods under his knees. After birth, they were all tempered in the primordial sea of ​​chaos for 10 years before they were born. Therefore, they are also called the original nine ancestors."

Speaking of this, Gu Hao raised his handkerchief and said: "In the previous battle, the primordial Chaos Sea collapsed, and only a corner of the sea was found by the ancestor of the gods and sewn into this handkerchief."

He looked at Yang Heng, and said seriously: "If you are really the original eighth ancestor of our ancient gods, then as long as you scatter an avatar into this primitive chaotic sea in the handkerchief, the primitive chaotic sea will tell you everything .”

Li Daqiu hastily said in a low voice: "Master, be careful of fraud!"

Yang Heng smiled and waved his hands, "No problem, it's just an incarnation."

But secretly sent a voice to the Hammer of Heaven: "Dahei, protect big brother."

Immediately.

His figure shook, and a trace of Qi and blood split out, forming an avatar in front of his eyes.

Gu Hao raised the handkerchief in his hand, and the handkerchief formed a passage, and Yang Heng's avatar stepped into it.

"Wow~"

The grotesque scenes in front of me flickered past, and the light of time and space flew by, as if moving forward in the channel of time and space.

"boom"

He passed through the channel and landed on a small island in an endless sea.

The surrounding sea level is undulating, and the misty chaotic air is up and down. There are fish, shrimp and water monsters swimming in the sea area, and each of them is huge and boundless.

Yang Heng looked at the sea area, feeling familiar for no reason.

In the dark, it seems that I have stayed here for a long time, but I recall carefully, but I don't have any memory.

He wondered.

Walk to the depths of this small island.

On the island, pavilions, terraces and pavilions have been built, and the corridors are picturesque. The various scenery is very elegant and beautiful, and there is a sense of ecstasy.

Yang Heng passed by the pavilion, and beside the pavilion stood a stone wall like a cultural wall, with a sentence written on it
"Go your own way, let others say it - Quotations from our ancestors"

After reading it, Yang Heng was stunned.

He continued to walk forward, and in the next gazebo, there was also a cultural wall with a sentence on it
"Girls also have hooligans. Boys must protect themselves when they go out. Quotations from our ancestors"

Yang Heng's eyelids twitched, curious.

Going straight along the promenade, there is a cultural wall stone wall in each pavilion, and there are strange "quotes from the ancestors" on it.

Yang Heng pondered and said: "It seems that the people in this place respect and love their ancestors very much! They must be a filial son."

Went to the end of the corridor.

Here stands a huge black stone tablet, which may have recorded some things, but the handwriting has been smeared out of control, and only a few intermittent fragments remain
"The old ancestor is gone, the family is in turmoil. The ancient gods are falling apart, and everyone fights on their own. The enemy in the dark is revived again, the system universe. Their old patriarch killed Ahli in battle. Old ancestor, where are you, come back quickly."

Looking at this fragmented record on the stele, Yang Heng felt sad for no reason.

He didn't know why he was sad.

At the same time, on the stone tablet, a name that Yang Heng was familiar with but also unfamiliar - "Ari".

Yang Heng's body was shaken, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Ari sent two couriers for her sweetheart, one is the gloves of the immortal god, and the other is the back of the gods and demons.

are all good things.

But they were all sent to him.

Yang Heng guessed that she must have sent it by mistake, and there was no information about Ari in his memory.

He has been paying attention to the news of Ari, and today, here, he suddenly found Ari's record, which really surprised Yang Heng.

Yang Heng's heart was awe-inspiring, and he looked carefully, but he still couldn't see clearly.

That line of writing was smeared.

But obviously, to be recorded by this stele, Ahri's identity must be extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)