Chapter 537 The Qing Emperor

"Young man, it's time to stop, and moving forward is a dead end!"

Suddenly, an old voice appeared in Ling Tian's ears, very faint, as if it was made by an old man who was about to die.

Ling Tian suddenly looked up, and the illusion around him had disappeared at some point. He was far from the area where the red shore flower was located, and invisibly rushed out of thousands of miles.

There are two bottomless holes in front of me, one black and one white, entangled and rotated each other, like a natural Tai Chi diagram, giving people a simple and simple feeling of the way.

The two caves kept tangling and spinning, exuding a strong aura of the Great Dao, but it contained a supreme power, strangling all the surrounding materials, making Ling Tian's soul tremble.

"The Tai Chi diagram that was born and grown up!"

"What is this place? Why does it even have this kind of thing!"

For a moment, Ling Tian's eyes were a little straight.

These two caves are crossed there, like a natural chasm, separating time and time, destroying all existences in the world, making no matter how material things can pass through.

"Did you see that white cave? Don't go in.

I was trapped for tens of thousands of years because I entered this hole, but I have not been able to get out of here."

The old words came again, and it was indeed from the white hole, which made Ling Tian hesitate for a moment and didn't know how to choose.

The Jedi produced by fortune usually leaves a glimmer of life, which is the so-called "never way out".

Although these two caves are terrifying, they do have a certain chance of passing.

There is also a small hole in the mouth of the big hole, which is almost exactly the same as the Tai Chi diagram in reality.

The speaker was trapped in the cave and could not see the situation outside. He could only keep reminding Ling Tian not to enter the white hole, otherwise he would never have a chance to stand out.

Ling Tian pondered for a long time and finally believed the other person's words. He felt sincerity from the other person's tone, unlike the one who wanted to harm him.

If he really has no choice, he will be destined to meet someone who is not good, and he will accept it.

After being prepared, Ling Tian seized the opportunity, jumped, and his body flexibly penetrated through the small hole in the black hole like a swimming fish.

This process was extremely thrilling. When passing through the tiny hole, Ling Tian felt a fear of extinction in that brief moment, and the vitality in his whole body seemed to have stopped running.

This feeling came and went quickly. As he entered the cave, all the sense of crisis disappeared instantly.

At this time, he saw a line of words appearing on the stone wall inside.

"The immortality of the valley god is called the mysterious female, the gate of the mysterious female is called the root of heaven and earth."

Ling Tian frowned suddenly, and he immediately asked the monks opposite him for advice.

But this time, the other party was silent and had no response for a long time.

It was not until a long time later that Ling Tian heard a long sigh from the cave opposite.

The sigh was very desolate, filled with deep regret and helplessness, which made Ling Tian feel a little thrilled when he heard it.

He was a little confused about his mind, but he just asked a question. Why is the other party in this situation?

The old man was no longer silent. He stayed alone here for tens of thousands of years. Now he finally saw a living person for the first time. Even if his mood was stable, he was still fluctuating at this moment.

He seemed to have started talking and began to talk to Lingtian in a nagging way.

Through communication, Ling Tian learned that the old man's name was Gu Qing, and he was indeed a monk of the Gu Teng Clan, a direct descendant of the Holy Emperor Fujimu, and the purest Holy Emperor blood flowed in his body.

Tens of thousands of years ago, Gu Qing was a veritable genius. His talent was so high that it was the best in history, making all monks from all walks of life in the world beyond the reach of the world.

In just ten thousand years, he practiced to the supreme state of the other shore, and then he rushed forward one after another, sang and advanced all the way, comprehending the three thousand great ways, and directly pointed to the realm of the saint.

Almost as long as there is no accident, Gu Qing becomes a saint, it is a foregone conclusion, and he will become the youngest saint in history, the entire third of the land.

And when he was not yet sainted, people in the world had called him by the name of the Qing Emperor, almost deciding that he could become saint.

Looking at the history of the entire third of the land, there is no second person. It is conceivable how big this is.

But later, something happened to the Guteng tribe that was enough to change Gu Qing's life, and at the same time completely destroyed this peerless genius.

Speaking of this, the old man sighed again, as if he was unwilling to look back on the past, and his old tone contained too much meaning.

Qingdi said, "For revenge, I enter the Burial Emperor Mountain with the determination to die, and even if I have eternal reincarnation, I will have no regrets.

In the end, he embarked on a road of no return at the fork in fate. It’s so fate is so good.”

After so many years of incidents, the old man's tone has become as plain as water. Time has smoothed his water chestnuts and dried up his enthusiasm for revenge.

The once glorious Qing Emperor is now just a stubborn old man. Such an experience is really a pity.

The Qing Emperor did not want to mention what happened to him. He could only mention his glorious past, but his tone still had a proud look, but more often, he was boundless loneliness and loneliness.

Ling Tian did not ask too much. Although he did not like the Ancient Vine Clan, he was just a person. He thought that the Ancient Vine Clan could become a holy place in the hearts of the Qingmu Clan monks, and most people should be good.

The old man was silent for a long time and said, "Little brother, I am about to die and I don't have much life to live.

Before dying, there is still a long-cherished wish that has not been fulfilled. If the little brother is willing to help me, I am willing to teach you the Bible of the clan."

"Muhuang Creation Sutra?"

Hearing this, Ling Tian's eyes lit up suddenly.

The old man said, "Yes, it is the unique skill created by our ancestors, the Wood Emperor Creation Sutra."

Ling Tian was not blinded by the scriptures. He was very calm and asked: "What happened to the Guteng tribe back then? Why did you, the true god, fall to this point?"

Only by figuring out the reason can Ling Tian know what the other party’s request is, but his intuition tells Ling Tian that this task is definitely not simple.

"Seeking power...using the throne..."

The old man sighed, and there was too much desolation in his words, and he said lightly: "For a long time, the ancient vine tribe was ruled by the ancestors and assisted by the sidelines.

If no accidents occur, I should be the current Holy Emperor of the Ancient Vine Clan.

But then…”

Qingdi did not continue to say anything, but Ling Tian had already guessed what happened later.

Suddenly, he developed a strong sense of sympathy for this old man who was declining.
Chapter completed!