He raised the wine gourd and drank several large sips of wine in a very bold manner. Gu Changsheng wiped his mouth, looked lazily, and walked toward the crowd with shaky steps.
"Is this the Wine Sword Immortal Gu Changsheng—Senior Gu?"
The burly old man clasped his hands in his fists and asked very respectfully.
"Huh?" Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows and asked with a faint look: "You juniors, you have some eyesight, and some of you actually recognize me?"
"Senior's name was famous throughout the Chitian Dynasty as early as 80,000 years ago. How could we, the juniors, not know about it?"
The burly old man rubbed his hands and smiled, with a hot look in his eyes.
This old man from 80,000 years ago was now standing in front of him alive, which made him even more confident in Lingyuan Ghost River.
"Ha ha……"
Gu Changsheng laughed loudly, with a heroic momentum, his straight sword soared into the sky, and he strode straight into the distance, paying no attention to the juniors in front of him.
The eyes of many monks shone brightly and they swallowed hard.
"Living for 80,000 years, this is really incredible..."
Looking at the Jiujianxian who had left, an old man in gray murmured to himself.
"We can definitely do it too."
Another old man in the crowd gritted his teeth and said impatiently.
"Are there any of you from the Tuoba family?"
An old voice rumbled from a distance.
A vigorous old man in black clothes with a strong aura walked over quickly from a distance.
Tuoba family?
Everyone was stunned for a moment and did not react for a moment.
"Senior, could it be that the Tuoba family you are talking about is the one from the demon clan..."
A demon monk said tremblingly.
Before he could finish his words, the old man in black stepped forward, stood in front of him, and said loudly: "Yes, that's the Tuoba family, is anyone here?"
"No!"
The demon monk quickly shook his head.
"Alas, he didn't come. It seems that my second brother is no longer in this world..."
The black-haired old man shook his head, with a slightly depressed look on his face, and turned around and left.
The burly old man turned around, his eyes brightened, he looked at the monster monk and asked: "Is the Tuoba family you are talking about the mysterious Ghost-faced Vine family in the Chixi Great Lake within the Chitian Dynasty?"
"Exactly!"
The demon monk came back to his senses, looked at the back of the old man in black, and said enthusiastically: "If my guess is correct, this old man in black should also be the two wives of the Tuoba family 80,000 years ago.
One of the ancestors, he was a strong man in the eternal realm back then!"
hiss!
The monks around him all took a deep breath.
Another figure from 80,000 years ago.
Now it appears alive in front of our eyes!
this……
Strong impact on everyone's spiritual world!
"All requests are answered. It seems that the Lingyuan Ghost River is truly worthy of its reputation!"
The burly old man said excitedly.
A monk's eyes flashed, as if he had discovered some new continent, and he suddenly shouted excitedly: "Look, everyone, the white-haired old man sitting in the teahouse drinking tea seems to be the emperor of the Huangji Sect 80,000 years ago.
Ancestor Shang..."
Everyone quickly looked towards the teahouse.
In the crowd, an old demon clan man opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "Yes, it should be him! And the old man in colorful clothes opposite him was also a member of the Seven-Colored Deer clan in my demon clan eighty thousand years ago.
A powerful person from the ancient eternal realm!”
"Look! There is someone here too, from the Crimson Fire Divine Sect from 80,000 years ago..."
"I have one here too..."
"..."
Many monks chatted with each other and recognized many ancient figures from 80,000 years ago on the street.
"It seems that the Lingyuan Ghost River opened 80,000 years ago, and all those who entered here and did not return live in the City of Paradise!"
The commoner old man murmured to himself, looking extremely excited and excited.
"Yes! The Blood God Religion did not lie, Lingyuan Guihecheng did not deceive me!"
Another strong demon clan man laughed.
"Ha ha!"
Everyone was excited and couldn't help laughing.
Inside the teahouse.
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect couldn't help but frown when he heard everyone's laughter, and then his eyebrows relaxed.
With a slight shake, he disappeared into the teahouse.
"I say you juniors are so lucky! In the past 80,000 years, the Lingyuan Ghost River has only opened twice, and you guys have caught up with it!"
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect stood in front of everyone, with his hands behind his back and said lightly.
The old man in gray clothes stood in front, rubbed his hands, and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "It is exactly what the senior said, our luck is really great!"
"The city of bliss, everything you ask for is answered!"
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect chuckled.
Suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a circle of ripples appeared in the void. He put his hand in and pulled out a sword the next moment.
This sword exudes an aura of unimaginable terror, and its high quality is shocking.
"Is this...god level?"
The burly old man recognized it for a few seconds, then his pupils shrank and he was startled.
He grabbed it casually and pulled out a god-level sword.
What's happening here?
The other monks from the human and demon tribes were also a little confused when they saw this scene.
What are these circles of ripples?
The wine gourd that the Wine Sword Immortal Gu Changsheng threw away before disappeared into the ripples; later he grabbed it from the air and grabbed another wine gourd from the ripples.
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect looked at the burly old man in front of him, smiled, and said softly: "I think you like it, so I gave you this sword!"
Whoosh...
The divine sword in his hand was thrown over with a slight flick.
The burly old man was immediately startled and hurriedly took it.
A god-level sword was given to me like this?
This ancestor of the Huangji Sect is too generous, right?
You must know that the entire Chitian Dynasty does not have a god-level sword!
The other monks did not get the god-level sword, and their eyes were a little strange, staring at the burly old man with burning eyes.
"Are you envious?"
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect looked at everyone calmly, put his hands behind his back, and smiled casually.
Many monks were speechless.
At this moment, no one dared to admit it easily.
after all.
If you admit your envy rashly, it will appear that you are a little ignorant and will make this senior look down upon you.
"I envy!"
A middle-aged demon clan man held it in for a long time, his face turned red, and finally said these three words.
"As expected of a demon clan, you have a true temperament!"
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect laughed, stretched out his hand like lightning, and grabbed another handful in the void.
Circles of ripples appeared.
When he retracted his hand from the ripples, there was another god-level sword in his hand.
"then!"
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect shouted loudly and threw the god-level sword in his hand towards the monster man.
"Senior, did you give me this sword?"
The monster man also hurriedly took the god-level sword, widened his eyes, and said in disbelief.
"I'm in a happy mood today, so I gave it to you..."
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect laughed.
"Senior, I'm envious too..."
"I envy……"
"..."
At this time, many monks rushed to speak one by one.
turn out to be--
It's that simple to get a god-level sword, you just need to admit the selfish desires in your heart.
"It's too late now, the opportunity has just been given to you, haha..."
The ancestor of the Huangji Sect laughed, shook his body, and disappeared.
The monks on the street stamped their feet and beat their chests one by one, feeling regretful.
Behind the crowd.
Mu Qing also widened her eyes and murmured to herself: "It's a god-level sword, it's really incredible!"
"Don't let a leaf blind your eyes."
Ye Yun smiled softly, stretched out two fingers, and touched Mu Qing's eyelids like lightning.
