The chaotic void is endless.

There was an old man in front of him, who looked extremely weathered. His appearance was ancient, his beard and hair were all white, and his breath was unreal. He was sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed and silent, as if he didn't know that Zhuang Ming and Zhuang Ming were coming.

Zhuang Ming stood at the same place, but his eyes were slightly focused and he didn't move rashly.

The master of Ziyan Temple was also beside Zhuang Ming, and landed in this vast void.

In his usually calm state of mind, endless storms arose.

Did this young man really open up the biggest opportunity for Ziyan Temple in eight thousand years?

He originally had some calculations in mind. For example, the previous masters of Ziyan Temple all practiced the techniques passed down from their direct descendants, so they could get insights from the stone tablets. However, Taoist Taixu did not practice the stone tablet techniques, so he might be counterattacked by the stone tablets.

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But this calculation disappeared in an instant.

Is this young man really a heavenly being?

And the old man in front of me is the real ancestor of Ziyan Temple?

Did the first Taoist master acquire a skill from the old man in front of him, establish a sect, and become the ancestral palace of Taoism?

The biggest mystery of the Purple Smoke Temple for eight thousand years was easily solved by this young man today?

The face of this contemporary viewer changed, and the complicated thoughts in his heart could not be calmed down for a long time.

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Zhuang Ming looked at the illusory old man quietly.

He felt an extremely mysterious aura from the other party.

That is a magical energy that exceeds the limit of peak true mystery.

Is this the aura of the True Immortal Zhuding?

"The same obsession as the Spirit King?"

Zhuang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and he muttered.

This aura indeed belongs to the true immortal who made the tripod, and it is enough to suppress the peak true mystery in the world.

But Zhuang Ming has the inheritance of a true dragon, but he can also see clearly.

Although the aura of the Zhuding Immortal God appears to be extremely strong and mysterious, it is sourceless water, and this wisp of aura is too thin.

The old man's aura only has the effect of intimidating, but it cannot kill a Zhenxuan great monk.

Zhuang Ming thought like this and slowly moved forward with his hands behind his back.

When the Spirit King's obsession revived, he had no power to resist at all, because the Spirit King's obsession was too powerful. Even though it was just a ray of obsession, it still had the power to kill him.

But today's Zhuang Ming is no longer the Zhuang Ming of the past. His true dragon body has reached a thousand feet, and with the addition of the eight true and mysterious seals, he is already close to the threshold of transforming into a heavenly dragon. He is much stronger than before.

Moreover, the obsession of the old man in front of him seemed not as strong as the obsession of the Spirit King.

I wonder if it is because the old man's cultivation level during his lifetime was lower than that of a powerful divine beast like the Spirit King, or because this old man's obsession is older than his obsession with the Spirit King, so it has worn away more heavily over the years?

Zhuang Ming approached the illusory old man step by step.

However, the Master of Ziyan Temple behind him, as a great monk of the Eight Seals of Zhenxuan, still felt extremely oppressed by the strong aura of the Immortal God of the Cauldron, and did not dare to move forward, but stopped where he was.

The contemporary master of Ziyan Temple looked at Zhuang Ming, who was gradually walking towards the ancestor of the sect, and couldn't help but look even more strange.

When he saw his real ancestor just now, he felt extremely warm and even prepared to give him a big gift.

However, the next moment, he also vaguely noticed something was different.

At this moment, his mood became much clearer.

He originally intended to complain to his ancestor and ask him to kill Zhuang Ming, his great enemy, but now it seems that this young man is not afraid of his ancestor at all.

What's even more frightening is that he has already thought of another point.

Ziyan Temple regards the stone tablet as a sacred object and respects the old man in front of him as its ancestor. However, to this ancestor, he just taught a method back then. He may not have much affection for Ziyan Temple, and he may not even regard Ziyan Temple as his ancestor.

Consider it your own family tradition.

Even in comparison, Zhuang Ming, who was the first to truly solve the mystery of the stone tablet, may be more valued by his ancestors than he, a younger disciple of Ziyan Temple.

So he finally suppressed the turbulent thoughts in his heart, held his breath, and quietly looked at the situation in front of him.

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Zhuang Ming walked in the chaotic void.

He seemed to be able to cross a thousand miles with every step he took.

But he was still far away from the old man.

People often say that looking up the mountain is like running to death.

But something like this actually happened to a powerful practitioner like Zhuang Ming.

"Senior has been sleeping for countless years, is it time to wake up?"

Zhuang Ming stopped and flicked his fingers.

There was a bolt of thunder heading towards the old man.

Boom!

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, and an extremely intense light burst out from his eyes.

Then the thunder that approached his eyes dispersed in an instant.

"What kind of immortals are coming to attack?"

But I heard the old voice, like thunder, spreading throughout the void.

The old man's eyes were cold, and his eyes fell on Zhuang Ming.

Zhuang Ming gave a salute and said: "This junior's Taoist name is too empty."

This time he did not tell his origins rashly.

Whether it is the origin of Jusheng Mountain or the origin of the real dragon, it is not appropriate to tell the truth at this time.

Especially regarding the origin of the true dragon, we must avoid being coveted by practitioners from all walks of life in the world, and we need to be even more cautious in front of the ancient immortals and gods.

After all, the secret about the destruction of the Holy Palace back then was because of the ancient blue dragon named Lord of the Southern Territory, and the dragon bloodline that Zhuang Ming inherited originated from the Lord of the Southern Territory.

"Aren't you from the same lineage that I passed down the skills to back then?"

The old man's eyes fell on the master of Ziyan Temple not far away, and he said in a low voice: "He is the younger generation who inherited my skills, but... he is too weak."

Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "Today's world is completely different from the era that our predecessors knew. The Zhenxuan realm is the highest realm of heaven and earth. This person is a strong person in the Eight Seals of Zhenxuan, no matter where he is placed.

By."

The old man was silent for a moment, vaguely thinking of something, and his face became stiff.

But after a while, the old man came back to his senses, let out a long sigh, his eyes fell on Zhuang Ming, and said: "I think you haven't cast the cauldron yet, but your aura is a bit weird, and the power contained is not weak, almost

It is beyond the scope of Zhenxuan."

Zhuang Ming naturally knew that he borrowed the real dragon as the golden elixir of the Dao, which was different from ordinary practitioners, and his magic power inevitably carried the breath of the real dragon, but he did not say it clearly, he just laughed and said: "It is indeed not enough to meet the boundaries of immortals and gods.

, it’s just that the foundation is three points stronger than that of ordinary practitioners.”

The old man pondered for a moment and said: "You have a solid foundation and a profound foundation. I have never seen you with such immortal talent even back then. Now, although you have not made a cauldron, you are close to the level of making a cauldron. It seems that

, you are indeed the most suitable candidate."

Zhuang Ming's heart moved slightly and he asked aloud: "Who should I choose?"

Hearing this, the old man fell into silence. After a while, he asked again: "Do you know why I passed down the technique?"

Zhuang Ming put his hands behind his back and said in deep thought: "Based on the current situation, it is to pass on the tradition and cultivate the younger generations."

The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's not wrong to say so, but why do I want to pass on the tradition and cultivate the younger generations?"

Zhuang Ming said with a smile: "Senior is dead, and his obsession is still there. He has unsolved matters during his lifetime. Do you want to use the hands of future generations to complete this matter?"

The old man sighed: "However, the practitioners in the world are far inferior to those in the past. Everything you look at is rubbish. I don't know how many years have passed since I passed down the Kung Fu. It has been passed down to many generations of practitioners, but throughout the generations, no one has

You can rely on my immortal method to cultivate to the point where you can cast a cauldron and become an immortal..."

Zhuang Ming vaguely understood that this stone tablet requires a person who has made a cauldron to become an immortal in order to be qualified to open it.

However, the True Dragon was originally a young True Immortal, and Zhuang Ming's current level of cultivation was unparalleled in the world. It was above the level that a Peak True Mystic should have, so he was reluctantly able to open the stone tablet.

If Zhuang Ming hadn't come here, I don't know what year or month it would have taken for the stone tablet to be reopened.

After all, the Heavenly Gate has been closed for 60,000 years. Not to mention the Purple Smoke Temple, looking at all the heavens and realms, including Dongzhou, Tiannanjie, Tianhuang, Western Region, Northland, etc., which are most likely to belong to the heavenly realm, there is no one there.

You can transcend the peak of true mystery and become an immortal by forging a cauldron.

But from what the old man said, it seemed that he did not clearly realize that the Gate of Heaven had been closed, and that in future generations the Zhenxuan realm would be the highest, and no one could become an immortal.

In Zhuang Ming's impression, many powerful immortals fell to the level of the ninth realm of Zhenxuan because the Tianmen was closed and Daoguo was trapped behind the gate. Even Shouyuan returned to the level of the ninth realm of Zhenxuan.

When the gate of heaven is closed, many ancient immortal gods must have perished due to the end of their lifespan in an instant, and only a few will be able to use the five elements and all things to be sealed for future generations.

I vaguely remember that after the death of the Spirit King, the obsession persisted, but as the Heavenly Gate was closed, it would disappear. In the end, I used the method of the Five Elements to turn the remaining obsession into a stone statue.

But it seems that the old man’s obsession was not sealed for future generations because the Heavenly Gate was closed?

"Is it possible... that he fell before the great catastrophe?"
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