Lin Hao turned his head and looked at Elder Xuanzhen next to him: "I think you should understand that it is not that I, Lin Hao, begging to see you, Zong Jingxu, but that you, Zong Jingxu, are eager to see me!"

"Since you want to see me, then show enough sincerity, instead of procrastinating, cheating me, and wasting my time!"

At this moment, Elder Xuanzhen was still sweating in his head, his face turned slightly pale, but when he heard Lin Hao's words, his expression suddenly relaxed a little. He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, stood up and bowed to Lin Hao, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I know that Fellow Daoist Lin is worried about the safety of his friends outside, but please rest assured. My ancestor Zong Jingxu has already told me that the friends who Fellow Daoist Lin is worried about have no life worries.

There are still many opportunities for good fortune and chance to fall. Now they are facing a fortune, so..." Lin Hao was slightly stunned and looked at Elder Xuanzhen in front of him in surprise. However, thinking of the ancestor Jingxu of the Xuejing Sect, even if he had been determined to come to the Xuejing Sect for tens of thousands of years ago, even if he waited for tens of thousands of years, the situation of Master Jin Guang and others should not be able to escape the ancestor's eyes, but in this way, his questions suddenly became even more.

It is not surprising that the ancestor Jingxu could calculate that he would come. He believed that it would not be difficult to deduce some things with the cultivation strength of the ancestor Xuejing Sect, but he could also accurately calculate all the people associated with him... Then the deduction power of this ancestor Jingxu was too strong. Could it be that the power of the rule that the ancestor Jingxu practiced was deduction?

However, he would not really believe in his one-sided words based on these few words from Elder Xuanzhen. Who knows if this old guy is saying the truth? What if the ancestor Jingxu was not sure about the calculation?

Unless he saw it with his own eyes, he would never be assured of the situation of the tall and thin Taoist priests at this moment! "Snow Jing Sect, I really know me well!"

Lin Hao's tone became colder, staring at Elder Xuanzhen indifferently: "I'm asking you, how long will it take for me to see the ancestor Jingxu of your sect, Elder Xuanzhen, you can't understand human words, right?"

Elder Xuanzhen suddenly stood up from his seat, with two smells of war, and looked at Lin Hao with more and more difficult times, holding his fists: "Fellow Daoist Lin, I promise that Fellow Daoist Lin and his party will be in the same specifications as Lao I in my Xuejing Sect. I will never treat Fellow Daoist Lin and other distinguished guests unfairly. Please wait patiently. The day when the ancestor of our sect came out of seclusion is definitely the time to meet with Fellow Daoist Lin. This time will never be delayed for too long..." "How long will it not be delayed for too long?"

Lin Hao broke the casserole and asked to the end. He didn't like this feeling that he couldn't control, even if it was time! A good sentence would not delay too long. Could it be that the ancestor Jingxu was in seclusion for 36,500 years, and he would really stay here for 36,500 years, and would he meet him when the ancestor was resurrected once?

Not to mention that he can't wait, even if the time between the painting world and the ancient fairy cultivator is not equal, he is still sleeping in the ancient fairy cultivator and has lost many memories.

He really has to wait for more than 30,000 years... Not to mention more than 30,000 years, even for three days, he doesn't want to continue waiting! Elder Xuan Zhen looked embarrassed and could not answer Lin Hao's question for a long time.

Not only him, but also the dozen elders of the Xuejing Sect present also looked embarrassed, as if they didn't even dare to look at Lin Hao.

Lin Hao felt even more depressed, and his eyes were filled with coldness when he looked at Elder Xuanzhen.

"Okay, I'll ask you again, I'll give you another three days. In three days, can I see your ancestor Zong Jingxu?"

But Elder Xuan Zhen shook his body and pressed the armrest of the seat next to him with one hand, as if he was frightened by the boundary given by Lin Hao.

After a long time, the elder Xuanzhen was trembling. He stammered the corner of his mouth and uttered a few words to Lin Hao with difficulty: "Fellow Daoist Lin..." Elder Xuanzhen suddenly pointed to the four women of Wu Yuanyuan beside Lin Hao and laughed dryly: "Fellow Daoist Lin once had four beauties and beautiful relatives to accompany him, and the friends whom Daoist Lin was worried about were not in danger of their lives. My Xuejing Sect is also a holy land on earth, with countless resources, especially the mysterious spirit energy cultivated by Daoist Lin, which is even more intense and outrageous!"

"Even in the original realm of Fellow Daoist Lin, there are probably not many places of practice like my Xuejing Sect."

"Not to mention, in my Xuejing Sect, as long as fellow Daoist Lin has something to ask for, my Xuanzhen and the entire sect will definitely do my best. Looking at my Xuejing Sect, there are more than 400,000 disciples and disciples, and countless beautiful women like cold ice. Not to mention three days, even if...even if I wait for another thirty years, what's the point?

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Elder Xuanzhen said it a whole bunch of things, and finally he was even more excited, as if he had said everything in his heart, including some time that Lin Hao cared very much! However... "Thirty years?"

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With a bang, Lin Hao slapped the armrest of the seat with a palm, and immediately slapped the seat into pieces. He immediately stood up, staring at the old man Xuanzhen who was one head shorter than him in front of him.

Thirty years, how can this old thing say it! Even though the world of cultivation is fleeting, thirty years may not be as good as a Nascent Soul Cultivator's retreat time, but the years are ruthless. Even if it is the thirty years of this painting world, too many things will happen! Even if he doesn't have to worry about the safety of the thin Taoist priests, in the ancient world of the Immortal Cang, the immortals in the painting do not sleep all the time, but will wake up at any time! He was already extremely regretful at the beginning. He shouldn't have rashly run to the ruins of the Starry Sky Tianji Sect, nor should he follow the old woman in the Ji family rashly enter the ten levels of creation, let alone, he was trapped in the painting world created by the old painting master.

Zhong! Once the immortal in the painting wakes up in advance, and he does not return her memories to her before she wakes up... Lin Hao couldn't imagine how the immortal in the painting who woke up at that time would still view him! After all, the immortal in the painting is not only removed from the memory, but also tampered with the memory! Therefore, he can't wait anymore. Even if the time in the painting world is far from the time in the ancient immortal world, even a slight time will happen, there will be too many variables that he cannot control! Thirty years, to put it nicely, with the lifespan of a monk, just close a barrier or comprehend the martial arts, it can pass in a blink of an eye, which is not much longer than sleeping.

But there are too many variables that can happen in the past thirty years! Not to mention the distance, let’s talk about Baili Jingchuan and the old woman of the Ji family. Before they entered the painting world, they were enemies of life and death. Baili Jingchuan wanted to cut the old woman into pieces, but after entering the painting world, the two of them depended on each other.
Chapter completed!