Bai Shu glanced up at the sky, feeling helpless.

It has been several months since Shen Zhen and Luo Chan found him, and the four of them have been together for several months. However, Shen Zhen and Luo Chan have always been incompatible with each other, and have almost come to blows several times.

"This temple is just for rural worship, there is nothing magical about it." In the tower made of Tai Shen Shui, the bright and beautiful Luo Chan said: "A few months ago, you repeatedly asked about 'Qianyuan', which is For it?"

"Maybe, maybe not." Bai Zhu shook his head: "I was suddenly curious about the word 'Qianyuan', and I happened to hear that there is a temple of Qianyuan God in this barren mountain, so I came to have a look."

"Do you want to come in and burn incense?" Baizhu smiled: "It doesn't cost any money, just trust me."

"In martial arts practice, you only respect yourself and don't worship ghosts and gods." Shen Zhen, shrouded in moonlight, smiled like a flower: "I don't believe in any gods and Buddhas, so I won't go down."

"Me too." Luo Chan shook her head and said warmly: "I'll wait for you up there."

"It's rare." Before Bai Shu could speak, Shen Zhen glanced at Luo Chan with a half-smile: "Does my sister's thoughts coincide with mine?"

Luo Chan sneered and turned away.

"I'm going!"

Su Heng rolled his eyes, suddenly jumped up in the air, raised his hands and said, "I'll go, I want to go with you!"

"Okay." Bai Zhu smiled: "You——"

"She doesn't want to go." Luo Chan said calmly, interrupting Bai Shu's unfinished words: "She also stays here."

"Ha?!" Su Heng's hair suddenly exploded. She just jumped up, but she saw the Immortal Killing Gourd on Shen Zhen's waist suddenly moved and turned slightly.

Full of anger, he suddenly lost his temper...

"She doesn't want to go." Shen Zhen smiled and said, "Go in by yourself."

"..."

"Okay, half a stick of incense at most, I've been waiting for a long time,"

Bai Shu smiled and shrugged. He glanced at Su Heng, who had her little head drooped, and cast a helpless comforting look. He then turned around and stepped inside, and soon disappeared.

"Crazy woman! Is it great to have a big gourd? Sooner or later I will steal it from you!"

In the colorful clouds, Su Heng lowered her head like a dejected puppy. She quietly glared at Shen Zhen. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she continued to glare at Luo Chan and whispered in her heart:

"You idiot! You are also mean to me, can you beat me? Hum! I'm going to beat you up sooner or later!"

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Inside the ancient temple.

Not a single permanent disciple was seen, and not a single fireworker Taoist priest or deacon was found. It was miserable.

After turning around several rooms and reaching the main hall, Bai Shu shouted a few more times before a trembling, dying old Taoist on crutches came out from the side wall of the west wing.

"Householder." The old Taoist hunched his back and coughed twice: "Householder, do you want to offer incense?"

"Old Immortal."

Bai Shu stared at him for a while, then sighed in his heart, knowing that this man's energy and blood were exhausted and he would die soon: "Are you the only one who can succeed in this temple?"

"Young Master is joking. Besides the old Taoist, who else is willing to stay here to make a living?" The old Taoist laughed twice and changed his title:

"He failed to do anything due to great suffering, which caused the disciples in the temple to flee one after another, and his reputation was ruined. This Qianyuan Temple has already been expelled from Taoism by the Hengshan Sect. If I hadn't grown old, I would not stay here."

The old Taoist opened his eyes, looked at Baizhu shakily for a while, then lowered his head, shook his head and smiled:

"Looking at the young master's demeanor, I must be a martial artist, but unfortunately I am too old to see the young master's cultivation level."

"Old Immortal, I have——"

"If you want to practice the classics, the Qianyuan Temple has been emptied out long ago. It is useless for you to ask me." The old Taoist interrupted Bai Shu tremblingly: "Today's Qianyuan Temple is just a few broken buildings and a rotten bone. Master, I am here.

, but he’s here on a mission!”

Bai Shu shook his head, indicating that he had no such intention.

The old Taoist in front of him has had his meridians cut off, his energy and blood are sluggish, and he has little chance of survival. However, his previous cultivation is nothing more than fetal breath.

With the martial arts in the Fetal Breathing Realm, as long as Bai Shu thinks about it, he can create hundreds of thousands of martial arts in an instant.

"I came here just because of a question."

"Doubtful?" The old Taoist was puzzled.

"I have visited the three continents and even overseas, but I was surprised to find a strange phenomenon. Although the word 'Qianyuan' coincides with Tao Yun, no one in the world's mountain gates, or even in Taoist titles, uses 'Qianyuan'.

The two characters are used as honorific titles, and they are highly valued..." Bai Shu said lightly: "What's the reason for this?"

Qianyuan?

The old Taoist was momentarily stunned by the question. He thought for a while, but finally shook his head with a wry smile.

"This was started by the ancestor who has been dead for many years. How can we, the younger generation, know the thoughts of a deceased person?"

"I still have a question. I heard that Guiguan enshrines the Taoist Lord Zichen Gaoxu Qianyuan. I checked the scriptures and found that there is no holy name of this god in the Taoist scriptures."

Bai Zhu looked towards Kong Zheng, where the statues of gods should have been placed, but at this moment, they were also empty:

"The sect of Guiguan, the Hengshan Sect, once publicly rebuked it, saying that Guiguan worshiped wild gods and was stubborn and ineffective.

What is this title for?"

"..." The old Taoist was silent for a while, but finally invited Baizhu to the guest seat and began to speak slowly.

Although the Qianyuan Temple was in ruins, it had a period of glory. It once defeated the Hengshan Sect and dominated half of Dingshu Road. The most glorious period of the Qianyuan Temple was in the late Song Dynasty when the Three Kingdoms were competing for the top spot.

At that time, the founder of Qianyuan Guan officially founded the sect.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. With the death of the founder of Qianyuan Temple, the style of the temple deteriorated until it fell to its current situation.

"Who can guess the thoughts of the Patriarch? When you ask this, you are blind." The old Taoist smiled bitterly: "The temple is in such a dilapidated state. I hope you don't laugh at me."

"How dare, how dare."

Bai Shu cupped his hands, and although he was a little disappointed, he didn't say much.

"But my mentor once mentioned this when I was young."

Seeing that Bai Shu was about to leave, the old Taoist hesitated for a long time before finally speaking: "My mentor said that when our ancestors were at the end of their lifespan, they shouted something to the sky and cried three times before he died at the end of his lifespan."

"What are you talking about?" Baizhu frowned slightly.

"Da Chi Tian!" The old Taoist said in confusion: "My mentor told me that before his death, the founder cried out three times, Da Chi Tian, ​​and then died. He seemed extremely unwilling to do so. When he was put into the coffin, he didn't even close his eyes."

Da Chi Tian!

Baizhu's heart was shocked, his wrist shook slightly, and he almost instinctively crushed the armrest of the seat.

Great Red Sky in Taiqing Realm!

One of the Three Pure Heavens!

"Qianyuan and Dachitian..."

Bai Zhu murmured in his heart: "What exactly is the connection?"

While Baizhu was in a trance, the old Taoist wisely stopped talking. He looked at the young man in front of him with his expression changing suddenly and brightly, and he couldn't tell the difference between happiness and anger. He was extremely surprised in his heart.

"This bottle of elixir can prolong your life for three years." Before the old Taoist opened his mouth, Bai Shu suddenly stood up and said goodbye: "Thank you for clearing up the confusion."

The small white jade porcelain bottle flows smoothly.

The old Taoist stared blankly for a long time before carefully uncorking the bottle. When he smelled the fragrant fragrance of red pepper, his expression suddenly froze.

"This is?!" The old Taoist was instantly ecstatic.

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"Da Chi Tian, ​​Qian Yuan..."

Baizhu, who had walked out of the temple, unconsciously thought about these two words carefully. When he muttered these two words, he said them.

Extremely heavenly.
Chapter completed!