He went through many hardships before meeting the legendary leader of the Sangu clan, but it seemed that the situation was not that simple.
The four of them passed through the secret door behind the stone room and walked deeper underground.
After half a stick of incense.
An ancient bronze door appeared at the end of the silent corridor. It was ten feet tall and stained with rust. There was a pattern of a giant beast carved on the door. Bai Yunsheng took a quick look and saw that the pattern was exactly the same as the stone picture of a monster on the Holy Spirit Altar!
Yin Sanchen and the three of them knelt down on one knee at the same time, facing the bronze door, and said with unusual respect and seriousness: "Ancestor, he is here."
"Hulong."
The tall bronze door slowly opened, cracking a crack, revealing a waterfall of soft white light.
Yin Sanchen stood up and said to Bai Yunsheng: "Master, please come in. All the past events are inside."
Bai Yunsheng's heartbeat, which had been beating all the time, suddenly became violent.
"All the past events are in it."
He ignored Ting Fei and the others, as if he was poisoned by hypnosis, he raised his steps and walked into the ancient bronze door.
"Boom boom."
The tall and thick bronze door slowly closed, like a closed time and space tunnel, bringing Bai Yunsheng into the long past.
Everything is calm again.
"Child, sit down."
An old voice awakened Bai Yunsheng from his psychedelic excitement.
He turned his head suddenly and glanced at least three times before he could clearly see everything in front of him.
This is a cave that is not spacious. The top of the cave is inlaid with a whole jade vein, like a white jade heart.
The jade veins illuminated the center of the cave, where there was a dry well. Beside the well sat three figures in gray, their beards and hair gray, covered with vicissitudes of life.
The words were spoken by an old man close to Bai Yunsheng.
Although the old man looked withered, his pair of snow-white pupils still revealed his identity.
This time, Bai Yunsheng took off his mask without hesitation and said respectfully: "Bai Yunsheng, I would like to pay my respects to three seniors."
Such etiquette has not appeared in the cold-hearted and arrogant Bai Yunsheng for a long time.
The old man said mysteriously: "As expected, you are fellow cultivator Yingpo, born with immortal destiny. The karma in your body has begun to devour your life. It seems that it has already awakened."
Bai Yunsheng steadied his breathing and asked the first question in his mind: "Are the three seniors the ancestors of the Three Ancient Clan?"
At this time, the three old people opened their sleeping pupils at the same time, smiled slightly on their three ravaged faces, and let out three deafening sounds in succession.
"I am the sect leader, sitting down as General Tongtian, Yin Miaozhi, listening carefully to the 1,350th generation clan leader."
After Yin Miaozhi finished speaking, the old people on his left and right also spoke one after another, saying:
"I am the sect leader's general, Ting Luan, and the 1,350th generation leader of the Earth Beast Clan."
"I am the soul-binding general under the sect leader, a thousand generations ago, and the 1,350th generation clan leader of the Jiuyou Clan."
The words just fell.
"Swish, swish, swish."
I saw three colorful spiritual lights flashing out from the pupils of the three elders, and a very special pressure instantly filled the air.
The colorful light fell, and the bodies of Yin Miaozhi, Ting Luan and Qian Shi were each covered with a layer of green, yellow and red halo, making their old bodies look even more majestic.
"Hoo. Hoo."
Invisible winds rose from all directions, swirling into tornadoes of air in the narrow cave, and rushed straight to the jade veins on the top of the cave. The light emitted by this "white jade heart" became increasingly dazzling and cold.
"call."
The tornado was swallowed up by the light of the jade veins.
The next moment, three completely different people, three complete strangers, appeared in front of Bai Yunsheng.
Yin Miaozhi's white hair hangs down, and there is a black line carved on his white pupils, showing his heroic appearance;
Ting Luan's face is as if made of iron, his face is as sharp as a knife, and a ball of black sand is dotted between his fierce brows;
Qianshi's long dark red hair floated slowly, and there was a purple spot carved between her eyebrows, which looked strange and unpredictable.
The gray and white rags on the three people disappeared, and they were all replaced by a suit of black scale blood armor. The mysterious beast on the altar of the Holy Spirit was clearly carved on the chest of the armor. It spread its wings and flew with blood eyes and golden claws. Under a pair of blood wings, there were
Teng Teng murderous. The black cloak covered the left arm, the right arm was bare, the muscles were exposed, and there was a burning black flame tattooed on the arm.
"call."
The dust in the air suddenly swayed, and three terrifying pressures rolled in.
Bai Yunsheng was unprepared and almost fell to his knees on the ground. He was instantly sure that this kind of power would never be possible even by the strongest in the Purple Soul Realm.
The three tall and majestic bodies in front of him were replaced by the three old people just now, which made Bai Yunsheng quite uncomfortable for a while.
One moment he was a dying old man, and the next moment he became a majestic general.
However, what they said next shocked Bai Yunsheng even more.
I saw Yin Miaozhi and the others put down their momentum, all knelt down on one knee, and solemnly said: "Greetings, Young Master!"
Bai Yunsheng steadied his body, took a breath, and his black pupils swayed.
The three ancestors of the mysterious Sangu Clan regained their youth in the blink of an eye and bowed to him. At this moment, he could not understand the situation in front of him at all.
Bai Yunsheng felt a little embarrassed and responded quickly, saying: "Three seniors, please get up."
Yin Miaozhi and the other two stood up quickly and stood side by side, looking at the surprised Bai Yunsheng with solemn expressions, as if waiting for his question.
Bai Yunsheng once again carefully stared at Tingluan's and their faces. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe this fact.
The surroundings were as quiet as night, and Bai Yunsheng's breath beat the silence in the cave.
After a while, Bai Yunsheng coughed a few times and asked: "Three generals... seniors, why did you say this just now?"
Yin Miaozhi stood in the middle and chuckled: "Young Master is exactly the person we are waiting for."
After Bai Yunsheng heard this, he instantly had the illusion that his whole person was being seen through. Yin Miaozhi's pair of white eyes were so weird that people dared not look directly at them.
Bai Yunsheng smiled a little and said, "The general is joking."
Yin Miaozhi said: "Young master, there is no need to hide it. We also cultivate Ying Po, and we can also come into contact with the original Qi, but it is acquired through acquired practice before we can ascend to the immortal sect. But Young Master is born with an immortal destiny, and fellow cultivators Ying Po are far from the same.
I can wait and see.”
Bai Yunsheng fought fiercely with his eyelids and blurted out: "You have gained Yingpo through practice? Have you already surpassed the Purple Soul realm..."
General Tingluan smiled freely and said: "The three old men have stayed in the spiritual realm for 90,000 years."
At this time, Bai Yunsheng's shocked expression gave the three generals a "full score".
Ting Luan said calmly: "My three ancient clans have controlled the Yidi Mountain Demon Realm for countless years. In fact, they are the five original branches of the Demon Realm that were ordered by the sect master to protect the Demon Realm. They also manage and cultivate the Demon Realm's forces together. As for our existence, as long as we reach
In the spiritual realm, one can have a lifespan of one hundred thousand years."
Bai Yunsheng nodded as if he understood something, and said, "Then how did you open the camp?"
The three generals Yin Miaozhi, Ting Luan, and Qianshi suddenly showed mysterious and respectful smiles, but did not answer him.
Bai Yunsheng was also very imaginative and said in disbelief: "You are not going to devour a human cultivator, are you?"
However, the third general smiled more mysteriously, which was equivalent to acquiescing to his guess.
Yin Miaozhi continued: "Young Master is right. If a demon cultivator wants to break through the Purple Soul Realm, he must devour a human cultivator from the Tianying position with the same level of cultivation."
Bai Yunsheng's mind trembled again. Then he thought of something and couldn't wait to say: "The general just said sect master? Where is your sect?"
General Qianshi's voice was full of solemnity, and he said every word:
"Juntian Palace."
Bai Yunsheng asked: "Where is Juntian Palace? Who is your sect master?"
Qianshi said: "The clouds on Shen'an Mountain are in the sky, and the clouds in the sky are gone to reveal the Shenque."
Bai Yunsheng murmured: "Shenji Mountain, Juntian Palace... is that where I come from?"
He pondered for a while, and the excitement that had been brewing for a long time suddenly slipped away, because he had never heard of these two names.
Ting Luan said: "Hahaha, the young master is still young, so naturally he won't know about it. The history of the sect can be traced back to the birth of the demon clan, and there are very few people in the world who know his name."
Bai Yunsheng said: "I still don't understand what all this has to do with me."
Yin Miaozhi said: "Let us wait for the prophecy of the young master, which was made by the sect leader for 400,000 years."
Bai Yunsheng said: "Oh? I heard from several clan leaders that the earthquake 400,000 years ago does not seem to be a natural disaster."
"Huh, yes, it was the so-called big earthquake that destroyed the foundation of our three tribes, and all the people were almost massacred and exterminated!"
Qianshi's already majestic face, but now his words were filled with suppressed anger, making people feel even more intimidated.
Bai Yunsheng looked at the ferocious Qianshi and said without fear: "Who dares to disturb the Sangu clan?"
He really couldn't think of any other force in the surrounding world that could compete with the Sangu Clan with powerful men in the spiritual realm? If it really existed, then maybe there was only one possibility.
Qianshi was furious, and his voice became hotter and hotter. He gritted his teeth and spit out three cold words that surprised Bai Yunsheng: