The old man looked at the tomb forest in front of him with a deep look in his eyes and said: "The Great Master must have fallen."
"Why are you so sure?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The old man said: "Because there was once a peerless genius from the Zhang family who practiced the skills left by the great master to the extreme and reached the supreme realm of the great sage. In order to break into the divine realm and revive the Zhang family, he entered this place alone. Pianzu Land, looking for the missing parts of the technique.¡±
"In the depths of this ancestral land, he did not find the technique, but unexpectedly obtained a divine source."
"That divine source is the divine source of the Great Master."
"This unparalleled genius, by chance, refined this divine source and broke through to the divine realm."
"This unparalleled genius is the later Lord Jie?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
The old man said: "That's right."
Zhang Ruochen was curious and said, "How are you sure that what you are refining is the Great Master's divine source?"
"ßØßØ, of courseit's not me, it's Lord Jie." The old man stared at him.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Okay! Why is Lord Jie so sure that the divine source he refined belongs to the Great Lord?"
"Different gods, and the divine sources left behind, naturally contain different powers. The Great Master was the Heavenly Lord back then, respected by all the heavens. Which god in the world can compare to his divine source? I don't even have such eyesight This Don't you have any eyesight, Master Jie?" The old man didn't feel embarrassed at all, he still held on, his face didn't turn red, and his heart didn't beat.
Zhang Ruochen agrees with this.
After all, after refining different levels of divine sources and cultivating to pseudo-gods, there will be a big gap in the combat power that emerges. Of course, no matter how powerful the false god is, it will be difficult to defeat the true god.
Zhang Ruochen said: "It stands to reason that the great master's divine source should contain infinite power, which is many times more terrifying than the destructive power of a star. Can a great sage refine it?"
Whether it is in heaven or hell, the divine source left by the truly top powerhouses will not appear in false gods.
First of all, no holy monk can refine such a powerful abyss.
Secondly, the divine source of top powerhouses plays an important role in the true gods.
"So, I said that it was a complete coincidence that the Zhang family's peerless genius was able to refine the Great Master's divine source. It should be the Great Master's immortal soul that somehow helped him. I think I want him to support the Zhang family and let the Zhang family regain its glory in ancient times."
The old man put his hands behind his back and said with high spirits: "You don't understand what it feels like for a Tianzun family to decline so quickly. I am not willing to accept it. The emperor left all the divine sources to me, but I can't revitalize the family. Every time I think about this place, my heart breaks."
"Isn't it Lord Jie?" Zhang Ruochen said.
"Yes, it is Lord Jie. He is ashamed of the great sir's cultivation. Although the great sir may not have any intention to cultivate him." The old man said.
Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said: "No, Lord Jie is just a false god and can only live for one Yuanhui. How can he live from the Middle Ages to the present?"
In fact, if a god with a short lifespan senses that he is aging rapidly and his blood energy is declining, it is very likely that he will not be able to survive the catastrophe of the Yuanhui, so he will fall into a deep sleep and try to live as long as possible.
Sleeping, similar to suspended animation.
However, although Lord Jie has been staying underground in Wangshan Mountain for these hundred thousand years, according to what he said, he was healing his wounds and refining the dead energy, not sleeping.
He is a false god, how can he still live well now?
Lord Jie¡¯s eyes suddenly turned gloomy, with tears in his eyes, and he said: ¡°I have already calculated that this year is my final day, and I cannot survive it!¡±
"Ruochen, you are pitiful, poor old man. I have lived a very difficult life for the Zhang family. I have worked hard, worked hard, and worked diligently. Before I die, let me see a few more Zhang family members who have the talent to become gods." Is your junior okay?"
The last two words "how good" are completely integrated into the sad cry.
It was originally a very sad thing, but when it came out of his mouth, Zhang Ruochen didn't believe it, and said, "Have you admitted that you are Lord Jie?"
"Yeah! I admit it, it doesn't matter, he is already dying anyway." Lord Jie's eyes turned red, and he nodded calmly and sincerely.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Since this year is your final day, even if I want to fill in the bricks and tiles for the Zhang family, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to see me!"
Lord Jie was in great spirits. He pointed at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Promise! I take it as your promise! As long as you can give birth, old man, I can continue to survive."
These words are said with great force.nbsp;Venerable Jie said: "The children of the Zhang family are so talented, especially in the ancient and medieval times, but their lack of skills can prevent them from becoming gods? I guess they may have been cursed by the Nether Clan!"
"The Nether Clan dares to curse the Great Master?"
"When the Great Master was alive, naturally no one dared to curse. However, after the Great Master's death, it is entirely possible that the enemies of the Great Master would target his descendants. At the same time, it would also prevent the emergence of another Great Master among the children of the Zhang family. A strong man of this level suppresses the hell world, including the underworld tribe, and cannot hold up its head."
"Do you think my guess is reasonable?"
"hehe!"
Zhang Ruochen smiled, feeling that the old man was making excuses for his inability to become a god, and said: "My father broke into the realm of gods when he was in the hell world."
Lord Jie thought that his guess was reasonable, and said anxiously: "Ten Yuanhui have passed, and no matter how strong the curse is, it has faded away. The person who cast the curse back then must be dead! Besides, it may be your father. , in the hell world, he re-cultivated other skills. It is also possible that the owner of the God of Death Island helped him resolve the curse. There are many possibilities!"
Zhang Ruochen was not interested in this, thinking that the divine realm should not be able to stop him, so he asked curiously: "How many divine planets did the Great Lord condense back then? Now that you have refined his divine source, can you mobilize the power of the divine planets? ?¡±
Venerable Jie stood up, pointed to the sky, and said: "Practice the "Ming King Sutra", do not focus on the planets of the gods, only cultivate the sky above your head. One sky, one world."
Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw the shadow of the eighteenth level of heaven above Lord Jie's head.
The Great Master has twenty-seven levels of heaven, but he has only inherited eighteen levels?
destroyed!
The great master¡¯s divine source was destroyed by him.
Zhang Ruochen naturally didn't say this, after all, he couldn't beat him now.
Zhang Ruochen once again looked at the numerous tombs covered by the nine-colored divine light, and said: "Who helped you refine the divine source back then? I don't believe it, you can refine it yourself!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com