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Chapter 62 True Immortals Are Like Ants

Any sect of cultivating immortals, as long as it has been passed down for a long time, there must be a place to worship the ancestors of the predecessors.

But it is different from mortal worshiping ancestors.

The patriarch enshrined by Xianmen.

But it doesn't mean that the person has already fallen.

Of course, most of them were indeed depleted of life essence and then sat down, but there were also some senior ancestors who were still alive.

And live well.

stepped into a higher realm.

Become a fairy, even stronger!
Once a monk becomes a true immortal, under normal circumstances, he will not stay in the original sect.

Because at that time, if they want to continue to improve, they have to go out to find new opportunities.

Some may never return.

There are also some, after tens of thousands of years, they will return to the original sect and take a fancy to it.

Maybe it's to settle the knot, maybe there are other reasons, but without exception, it will bring great opportunities to Benben.

And their tablets will always be enshrined in the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

Enjoy the reverence and incense of future generations.

After all, Xianmen will definitely pay attention to a inheritance.

As the patriarch of Mahayana, Palace Master Wuyue is very powerful, but he is naturally very respectful to the patriarchs of his family.

Feeling inexplicably restless today.

However, the great elder went on a trip again.

So she didn't even have anyone to discuss and confide in, and she didn't want to show weakness in front of her subordinates and juniors, so she planned to come to the ancestor's ancestral hall to pray.

There are some things that you can't vomit quickly, maybe you will feel better when you say them.

However, what Palace Mistress Wuyue never expected was that someone came here before her.

……

About half an hour ago.

Lin Xiaoyao came to Wuyue Immortal Palace, and went straight to the ancestral hall of the sect's ancestor without saying a word.

As for why go there?
There is no way, after more than ten years in the Huayu Sect, the place I know best is that place, which is cleaned every day, so I came to Wuyue Immortal Palace, and ran there unconsciously.

This can be regarded as a professional habit!

Of course, Lin Xiaoyao went there not to sweep the floor, but to pretend.

This is the plan he has just considered.

It's so boring to kill the opponent with one palm.

Even playing cat and mouse is boring.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't like such a simple and rude solution.

He is more insidious.

Let the other party never forget it.

All in all, if the other party is ignorant, it will be worse than death.

If you are smarter and realize your mistakes, you will be punished with death, but you will not escape. To put it simply, it is equivalent to being sold by yourself, and you have to count the money for yourself.

This is what happens when you offend yourself!

Killed with one palm?
No, no.

That's too cheap for each other.

Half an hour later, Lin Xiaoyao came to the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall of Wuyue Immortal Palace.

Then without saying a word, he lit a stick of incense.

It's certainly not an homage.

But with a very insidious purpose.

This trick is still learned from the old Jiaolong in the Mutang River.

When I first came to my own temple, didn't I use this method to test myself.

Of course, Lin Xiaoyao definitely doesn't need to try.

I am a saint.

Among the ancestors of Wuyue Immortal Palace, even if there were one or two masters, how could they be more powerful than themselves?
Are you kidding me?
So his bow is a great gift to the other party.

Unlike when he was in the Huayu Sect, in his own sect, he completely restrained himself from the Dao fruit and aura of a saint, so as long as he wanted to, it didn't matter even if he made a joke and bowed to someone.

But at present.

hum...

A malicious sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Xiaoyao's mouth.

Accept my worship, it depends on whether you can bear it.

The answer is obviously!
However, Lin Xiaoyao has his own purpose in coming here, and those guys have some uses in the future, so we can't really kill them all at once.

And the other party doesn't deserve a gift from him.

So he didn't really bow to him, but just used a very casual and sloppy attitude to burn such a stick of incense.

As for the aura and power of the saint, it only leaked a little bit.

Just such an insignificant wisp.

In his opinion, this is not worth mentioning.

But enough is enough.

……

at the same time.

I don't know how far away from Palace Master Wuyue.

Maybe it's some fairy mountain and blessed land in this endless world.

Perhaps, it is in another interface of the heavens and worlds.

The white clouds are long, the fairy air is dense, and the handsome and straight mountains are suspended in the air.

There are white clouds floating on the mountainside, and the green pines are just like welcoming guests.

What a scenic spot of fairy mountains, a blessed land of caves and heavens.

Among them, the most majestic green mountain reaches into the sky, reaching as high as ten thousand feet.

On the top of the mountain is a square carved from white jade.

In the square, people come and go.

Although they are dressed in different ways, men, women, old and young, but all of them are powerful immortal cultivators.

To use a common saying that fits the occasion, that is, there are as many Mahayanas as dogs, and they walk all over the place.

Without him, today is Immortal Baihe's [-]-year birthday.

If your cultivation base is low, you won't be able to get in, right?

So those who come here to congratulate are the worst, the worst, and they are also monks of the Great Consummation of the Tongxuan Realm.

Speaking of this Immortal White Crane, that's amazing.

It is a real fairy.

The real fairyland is divided into nine stages. It is said that he has entered the third stage in just 2 years.

He is really talented and blessed. If he continues to practice like this, he is very likely to become a powerful golden fairy in the next 10 years.

That's why so many people came to congratulate him on his birthday.

"Come on, let's have a toast to Xianjun!"

In the seat below, a big man with a beard spoke, and everyone agreed loudly and raised their glasses one after another. Immortal Baihe also smiled like a spring breeze.

Just wanted to say a few words of thanks.

However, at this moment, without any sign, his face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

What's even more exaggerated is that he just sat down on the ground.

His face was terrified.

It was as if a catastrophe was imminent.

The accident happened too suddenly.

Everyone was still holding their wine glasses.

Facing this sudden scene, everyone was stunned.

what happened?

Can anyone tell me, what exactly happened?
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and even suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes.

In their minds, the incomparably powerful Immortal Baihe, at this moment, looked panic-stricken, like a frightened bereaved dog.

He also ignored the astonished eyes of everyone.

He stumbled up from the ground.

Walking is a little staggering, but it is not because of injury, but because of fear and apprehension.

Then it turned into a ray of blue light, ignoring all the guests, and flew back to his cave.

What's going on?

In the cave, Immortal Baihe panicked.

In the dark, he seemed to feel a ray of energy, a mysterious and great existence, watching him with malicious eyes.

Immortal Baihe staggered, and was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.

My heart is full of fear.

Ever since he became an immortal, he has never been so helpless. His high spirits in the past, and his incomparable strength in front of others, seem to be thrown out of the sky at this moment.

All he had was fear and apprehension, and he didn't know who was staring at him with malicious eyes at this moment.

But I can feel that it is a great existence that I can never offend. Compared with him, my so-called true immortal is simply as small as an ant, not worth mentioning!
(End of this chapter)