When the ancient sage of Tianlang saw Zheng Ming, he felt that something was wrong with his eyes, because the moment he saw Zheng Ming, the first feeling was that Zheng Ming was an old man with pale hair. Just when he looked at Zheng Ming a little unbelievably, Zheng Ming, who had already turned into a middle-aged man.

Then, Zheng Ming had returned to his former appearance, with an amiable smile on his face, and slowly walked towards it.

At this time, Zheng Ming, every step approaching, put a huge pressure on the ancient saint of Tianlang. He even felt like he was following Zheng Ming into the world, and the world in his body was about to split.

The heaven and earth in the body are the foundation of the ancient saint. Now facing Zheng Ming, even the heaven and earth in the body are suppressed. This situation really makes the ancient saint of Tianlang feel a huge fear.

"Congratulations to brother for coming out of seclusion. Are you still... satisfied with this practice?" After tacting the thoughts in his heart, the ancient sage of Tianlang bowed to Zheng Ming with a smile.

Zheng Ming smiled and said, "It's also a bit of gain!"

Speaking of this, Zheng Ming said in his heart: "I think I have been in seclusion for a long time this time. Do you know how long I have been in seclusion?"

"Brother has been in seclusion for five hundred years!" said the ancient saint of Tianlang in a deep voice.

After five hundred years, Zheng Ming's heart couldn't help but tighten. For ordinary ancient sages, five hundred years were in a flash, but Zheng Ming could not think so.

After all, Pan Yuan said that the ancient gods would send someone to check his situation.

Although Zheng Ming had already arrived in this supreme holy realm at this time, he did not want to bring his family and disciples now.

It’s not that Zheng Ming is unwilling to let his family and disciples share the Supreme Holy Land. It’s really his current cultivation level that has not yet given him enough security in the Supreme Holy Land.

"Do you know how to quickly improve your cultivation?" Zheng Ming looked at the ancient saint of Tianlang and asked solemnly.

The ancient saint of Tianlang thought to himself, if I knew how to improve my cultivation, I would have killed you long ago, but now, he smiled and said, "Brother, the way to improve my cultivation is to practice, and the other is to use some heavenly and earth treasures."

"Of course, there are some great opportunities, such as some high-level ancient saints who fall for various reasons. If they can obtain their relics, it will be of great benefit to improving their cultivation."

Where to look for the falling high ancient saint? When he looked at the ancient saint of Tianlang, the ancient saint of Tianlang gently spread his hands and said, "Brother, if I know, I will definitely be the first to look for it."

There is nothing wrong with this.

"Where is that treasure of heaven and earth?" Zheng Ming relied on his understanding, but he would not be slow, but in comparison, Zheng Ming hoped that he could resist the fifth level of ancient gods within that predetermined time.

The ancient saint of Tianlang stuck out his tongue and said helplessly: "Brother, there are really few things like heaven and earth treasures."

"If it were in the eyes of ordinary saints, the cinnamon fruit in my territory should be a treasure of heaven and earth. The hidden chaotic energy in it can improve the cultivation of many of them a lot."

"But you have eaten a lot of that fruit, you should know that the fruit you wait for is of no use to you."

"There are too few useful treasures for us ancient saints. If you want to quickly improve your cultivation, there will be only a dozen useful treasures for us."

"It's just that those things are too precious!"

A strange color appeared in Zheng Ming's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell me, what kind of treasures can quickly improve my cultivation?"

"Brother, I have heard of these things, such as Chaos Golden Lotus Seeds, Green-patterned Sky Dragon's heart blood, and Supreme Purple Dragon Leaf..."

Zheng Ming had never heard of most of the things that the ancient sage of Tianlang said, let alone searching for these things now.

"Brother, the Chaos Golden Lotus Seed belongs to the supreme saint Jin Yuanzi. Not to mention us, even a giant, it is very difficult to ask for the Chaos Golden Lotus Seed. As for the Green Sky Dragon, I have only heard of it."

"That is, the supreme purple dragon leaf, which seemed to appear in the Star Dou Auction House in Yuanshu City five thousand years ago. The auction price at that time was even more sky-high, and it was definitely not something that our brothers could get."

Zheng Ming listened to the words of the ancient saint of Tianlang and said for a while: "Will the Star Dou Auction House be able to auction the supreme purple dragon leaves? Is it certainly extraordinary?"

"Of course, the Star Dou Auction House is the number one auction house in the world. There are many good things in every auction there." As the ancient saint of Tianlang spoke, a hint of envy appeared in his eyes.

Zheng Ming entered this world in order to inherit the mantle of the ancient saint of Natuotian, and to restore the treasured mirror that the hexagram crystal mentioned was like the unparalleled world.

But these five hundred years have passed, and he has only improved his cultivation to the first level of the ancient saint!

As for what the situation was around, Zheng Ming was not very clear. Now listening to the words of the ancient saint of Tianlang, his heart suddenly moved.

This Star Dou Auction House should have great strength, otherwise it would not have auctioned so many fine products. If you get the news of the ancient saint of Tuotian or the fragments of the treasure mirror on them, it would be a win-win situation.

"Then let's go to Xingdou Auction House to have a look." Zheng Ming, who made a decision in his heart, said in a deep voice to the ancient sage of Tianlang.

Although the ancient sage of Tianlang felt reckless, he had been holding it in for so long during Zheng Ming's retreat. In fact, from his heart, he also had the idea of ​​going out for a walk.

Hearing Zheng Ming's words, he nodded suddenly.

As an ancient saint, the ancient saint of Tianlang is also a poor ghost, so it has nothing to clean up. After simply tidying up its luggage, he and Zheng Ming went towards Yuanshuo City.

This time, the two of them rode the flying boat of the ancient saint of Tianlang, heading towards Yuanshuo City like a rushing lightning.

On the road, although the temperament of the two people is not so compatible, they do have a lot of things.

Of course, among these words, the ancient saint of Tianlang was basically said, and Zheng Ming was listening, and there were some of the strongest people in the supreme holy realm.

From the news that the ancient sage of Tianlang said, Zheng Ming was becoming more and more uneasy. It was not that he had something to fear, but that there were too many people in the world who could surpass him.

"Swoosh!"

Just as the two of them climbed over a mountain, the sound of breaking through the air came from a distance, and a warrior riding a flying elephant came from a distance like lightning. Although this giant elephant seemed a little stupid, its speed was amazing. In Zheng Ming's feeling, this giant elephant had the cultivation of a little saint.
Chapter completed!