Small Village Doctor Cultivation

Chapter 3561
Peak world!

All kinds of cultivating races will gather in this world.

The races here are all very powerful races.

Ascended people are rare, but there are many creatures born here.

All creatures born here are very powerful existences, strong men standing at the pinnacle of the Dao.

There are hundreds of ethnic groups and races contend for each other.

The Yanhuang people belong to an ancient and mysterious race.

The once-mighty Yanhuang tribe has suffered a disastrous decline.

For a long time, no one was born in the Yanhuang tribe, and there were no ascension practitioners.

There is only one white-haired old man guarding the Yanhuang ancestral hall, his body is filled with the air of twilight, giving the ancestral hall a gloomy and deathly atmosphere.

The old man was wearing a white Taoist robe, without the demeanor of a fairy, but filled with the dead air like a zombie, covering the ancestral hall in an extremely gloomy manner.

The gods in the ancestral hall are all Chinese gods, Yanhuang and Sanqing, etc.

The ancestral hall has nine grand and majestic halls, and in front of the innermost hall, there is a [-]-meter-large yin and yang pool.

The water in the yin pool is black, and the yang pool with white water forms a pattern of eight trigrams yin and yang fish.

The Yin Chi is for reincarnation, and the Yang Chi is for the ascension, or the birth of the most outstanding genius.

At this moment, the water in Yangchi, which has been calm for thousands of years, is boiling.

A young man with extraordinary appearance emerged from the water, looking around with confused eyes.

"Xiaowa, welcome to come. The burden of the future glory of the Yanhuang clan falls on your shoulders. I hope you will shoulder the burden of the rise and fall of the Yanhuang clan." The old man showed a pleasant smile.

Ning Caichen got into the space crack and appeared under a pool.

The water pressure was terrible, and he was crushed out of the water in an instant.

Water continuously penetrates into the body, constantly changing the structure and energy content of the body's cells.

Both cells and true energy are undergoing rapid evolution and mutation.

I heard the old voice, saying that the future burden of the Yanhuang clan rests on my shoulders.

Looking at a white-haired old Taoist, filled with the breath of death, he seems to be an old man whose time has come.

"Junior Ning Caichen, I have met senior." Ning Caichen only had his head exposed and his body was in the water, but he still bowed and saluted.

Seeing Ning Caichen being so polite, the old man showed a gratified smile.

"From now on, I will be your guide. Please call me Laojun. Others will call me Taishang." The old man said with a smile.

"Taishang Laojun?" Ning Caichen showed a horrified expression.

On the road of practice, I only saw the gods and sects of Yanhuangmen.

I have never seen the gods in the legends of my hometown, and I did not expect to see one in this world. Is it the Taishang Laojun in the myths of my hometown?
"You know me?" Taishang Laojun asked in surprise.

"In the mythology of our hometown, there is a highly respected god called Taishang Laojun, one of the ancestors of the Sanqing. I wonder if you are?" Ning Caichen looked at Taishang Laojun expectantly.

"I don't know if it is." Taishang Laojun said with a smile.

Ning Caichen showed an embarrassing face, feeling displeased, thinking that Taishang Laojun was perfunctory to him.

A person like Taishang Laojun can also see that he can guess what Che is thinking.

"Xiaowa, you have a big temper. You young people have to calm down. I am not lying to you. I really don't know if it is true. Because I have tens of thousands of clones. Before the clones return, I don't know what they do and which plane they wander in " Taishang Laojun said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)