Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 356 Creating Man

The presence of the three girls in the small cave tunnel was immediately overwhelming. Each one was young and beautiful, and they looked 80-90% similar to Yi Ming - and naturally similar to Yi Qing. One of them is almost a copy of Yi Qing! It looks like a lively atmosphere of inbreeding.

These girls - although some are almost the same age as Yi Ming, over 150 years old - at least they still look like girls - are generally lively and active, and seeing Wang Luo is like seeing a rare animal, walking around After careful observation, I even boldly reached out to touch it.

Fortunately, Wang Luo has a dignified grandma named Yi Ming beside him, who can always slap away those unruly hands just right.

After a moment of noisy, Yi Ming finally couldn't help but release the majesty of the clan leader. She took out a pair of earrings from her pocket and hung them on her ears. Then an invisible ripple spread out, knocking the noisy family members around, and there was a shrill scream. scream.

Wang Luo recognized it clearly. It was the sacred object of the Taiqing Sect. It had been carried on Yi Ming's body before!

It is said that this object was given by the heaven in the past, and it has supreme mysterious magical power. Even if it is placed in the Lingshan Treasure House, it can be ranked first-class. However, now it seems that most of the magical power has been lost, and it only has a simple suppressive effect.

Of course, this simplicity is only compared to the original form of the earrings. Now, it is more than enough to suppress three lively little girls, the oldest of whom is only one hundred and fifty years old.

The girls were rolling and screaming.

"Mom is sick again, everyone, run away!"

"Don't let the people from behind come, don't let them see!"

Yi Ming sighed helplessly and repeated the sentence again: "The child is naughty and makes Master Wang laugh."

Wang Luo couldn't laugh for a while.

Naughty is really naughty, but these naughty children... are also really magical.

At first glance, Wang Luo was surprised that the looks and figures of the Yi family were so similar, but upon closer inspection, the similarity was more than just looks.

These three people obviously practiced the same technique. Although their cultivation levels were different, they basically increased or decreased with age. At first glance, these three naughty children looked like they were the same practitioner. Slices from different age groups are placed side by side.

In short, the similarity is a bit too high!

On the contrary, the clothes and jewelry they wear are relatively more distinguishable!

"These children..."

Before Wang Luo could finish asking, Yi Ming said, "The answer is right in front of you. Please ask the mountain master to witness it with your own eyes."

"Alright."

While speaking, Yi Ming was already leading the way, like a skilled shepherd dog, relying on that familiar earring to drive away the naughty children who were still curious.

Fortunately, the cave tunnel is not long. After walking for a few steps, after rounding a corner, the scenery suddenly opened up.

The warm sunlight shines on your face, and the warmth in the sun flows over your body instantly. A breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants lingers in your nose. And in this pleasant atmosphere, a majestic palace appeared in the middle of the field of vision.

The hall has a gold-topped Stanley pillar, standing among the beautiful green mountains and green waters. Billions of gold tiles dye half of the sky golden, like a dome-like golden cloud, competing with the scorching sun. Its tall figure towered over the surrounding mountains, as if it were a golden-red giant guarding the heavens. Even though they were far apart, Wang Luo could clearly feel the strong sense of oppression brought by that palace.

A familiar sense of oppression.

In a daze, countless messy pictures emerged in Wang Luo's mind, and these pictures were connected by invisible clues, leading him to tell the origin of the golden and red palace.

"Tai Qing Palace?"

The foundation of Taiqing Sect, where most of the sect’s teachers and disciples live and practice. It can be said that Taiqing Hall almost represents Taiqing Sect.

Yi Ming smiled and nodded: "Master Wang Shan is indeed an ancient monk. You can tell it at a glance. Most modern people would not be able to recognize it. The illustrations of the Taiqing Sect in the textbooks of the Immortal League are basically the same. Incorrect."

Wang Luo didn't care about the right or wrong of modern textbooks, he just asked: "The Taiqing Palace is still there? Isn't it said that it was destroyed in the catastrophe? No, this palace, I remember..." At this point, Wang Luo Luo frowned, trying to find the truth from the memory fragments in his mind.

Yi Ming remained silent for a while, silently waiting for Wang Luo to report his answer.

However, the moment of silence between the two made a naughty child not far away lose his temper.

"The Taiqing Hall is the dharma image of the ancestral saint! Where the saint is, the Taiqing Hall is there!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yi Ming slapped her on the back of the head, making the 150-year-old girl burst into tears.

"You talk too much!"

On the other side, Wang Luo seemed to be awakened by the words. He raised his head and whispered: "The Saint is here, and the Taiqing Palace is there. On the other hand, when the Taiqing Palace is there, the Saint is there... She is still alive. ?”

Yi Ming's face darkened slightly when he heard this, and he did not answer immediately.

On the other side, Wang Luo looked at the palace in the distance and gradually discovered something unusual.

The Taiqing Palace in my memory not only has the solemnity of the leader of the righteous path, but also the bustle and bustle. When the Taiqing Sect was at its peak, the sect had more than 2,000 monks on staff, and the number of "temporary workers" who were not naturalized but qualified to live temporarily in the Taiqing Palace often exceeded 10,000.

But the Taiqing Palace in front of us, although still solemn and majestic, is no longer noisy as before, and the golden red fairy light does not contain the slightest bit of popularity. On the contrary, there are several wooden huts built in front of Taiqing Hall, with smoke curling up from the kitchen stoves, giving them a more lifelike atmosphere.

"You don't usually live in Taiqing Palace?"

Without waiting for Yi Ming to answer, an eighty-year-old girl rushed to answer: "There are only a few people here, and living here is like a haunted house. Moreover, there are restricted areas that are not allowed to go everywhere in the palace. Paying attention will trigger restrictions, which will be very troublesome, so it is better to build your own house outside."

This enthusiastic answer was replaced by grandma's kind slap.

After Yi Ming taught her children a lesson, she said: "She is right. In the early years, we descendants of the saints still liked to gather in the temple, but now even if we are practicing immortality, or refining elixirs and making utensils, We also arranged to do it outside the palace. This majestic Taiqing Palace is more of a decorative background and no longer has practical significance."

Before she finished speaking, the only girl who had not been slapped and was also the youngest couldn't help but said: "But the child must be made in the Taiqing Palace!"

The next moment, before Yi Ming could take action, the eighty-year-old Xiaoqia who had just been slapped was slapped.

"You're such a shameless girl and you talk so much!"

"I……"

The girl who was slapped had tears in her eyes, but she didn't dare to resist, because the cultivation of these people was completely proportional to their age, and she couldn't resist her mother at all.

After a while, she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet, and said with great regret: "It would be great if that girl Yi Qing had not run away from home!"

This kind of maternal and filial speech made Yi Ming shake her head.

Fortunately, Wang Luo's focus at this time is not on this family ethics drama.

He only has one question.

"Were you created?"

(End of this chapter)