Chapter 173: Nothing, call me again

A mortal thing invented by a mortal body can reverse the world. I'm afraid no one will believe it.
Is the road to Jane?
The grand elder's face showed a look of excitement, "Unbelievable, unimaginable!"
"Hey!"
Captain Yao Meng sighed, feeling lonely, and said with great regret: "When I visited Gao Ren yesterday, Gao Ren also explained to me the principles of lightning rods, static electricity, conductors, and passages. Unfortunately, my understanding is too poor and I am not strong enough. , I didn’t understand a single word, otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to comprehend the great principles in it."
Zhou Dacheng opened his mouth and said: "The words of an expert are so easy to comprehend, 80% of them are too high."
Yao Mengji suddenly asked: "By the way, the world has changed drastically. Have you ever contacted the ancestors of Linxian Taoist Palace?"
Qin Manyun said, "Master, we have tried to contact."
"how is it?"
Qin Manyun frowned slightly and said: "It is true that it is no longer as unresponsive as before, but even though the ancestor's stele is lit up, it is still difficult to communicate with the ancestors as before."
"It seems that the road to Xianfan has indeed begun to break through."
Yao Mengji nodded, and then said: "I guess it may have just begun because of the great changes in the world, so most of the road to immortality is still cut off, and the price we spent is not high enough, so we can't get in touch. Do not rush in advance and wait for future development."
At the same time, in Qingyun Valley.
In the deepest part of the ground in the hall.
The space here is huge, but it is empty, with only three things in total.
A long wooden table, a creamy stone, and an incense burner.
Gu Changqing took the two sisters and brothers of Gu Ziyao, and the three elders from Qingyun Valley accompanied them. They stood respectfully at the wooden table together, their faces were extremely solemn.
"Okay, let's get started!"
Gu Changqing took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.
First, he bowed three times to the milky-white stone in front of the wooden table, and then bit the tip of his tongue, spurted a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the stone.
Suddenly, the milky white stone began to shine, illuminating the entire room.
Gu Changqing and the others were shocked, and then did not dare to neglect, quickly picked up the Changxiang and lit it.
Then he respectfully held the long incense, and said sincerely: "Qingyun Valley, the tenth generation of Gu Changqing, please come to the ancestors!"
As the sound fell, bursts of smoke floating above Changxiang actually began to change lanes, no longer upwards, but lying horizontally, drifting towards the milky white stone, the smoke melted into the stone, and the time was bright.
The blood on it also rapidly shrinks at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Everyone held their breath, the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and they were extremely nervous.
"Om!"
In the void, waves of ripples were rippling, like spatial ripples, a mighty and boundless aura suddenly appeared in the audience.
Immediately afterwards, the milky-white stone shined to the extreme, and Guanghua shot straight up into the sky. Then, above Guanghua, an illusory figure slowly emerged.
The figure was in a trance for a moment, and then said slightly, "Evergreen?"
Gu Changqing's eyes suddenly turned red, as if he had seen the closest relatives, he couldn't help but choked up two steps forward: "Grandpa!"
The eyes of the virtual shadow suddenly turned red, and he said excitedly: "It's really you, dear grandson!"
Gu Changqing hurriedly called two Gu Ziyao brothers and sisters over, "Grandpa, these are my sons and daughters, Gu Ziyao and Gu Ziyu, you two have met your great-grandfather quickly."
Gu Ziyao's sister and brother were extremely nervous, and said cautiously: "Great grandfather."
"Hahaha, both sons and daughters, not bad!" The ghost couldn't help laughing, shaking with excitement.
After laughing for a while, the virtual shadow said: "By the way, what about your father? I remember when I ascended, he was already at the peak of the Tribulation."
Gu Changqing's eyes darkened, and he sighed: "Three thousand years ago, the demons were raging, taking advantage of my dad to come and do evil during the enchantment period. Although he was finally suppressed, my dad died."
The phantom also showed sadness, and then sighed: "My generation monk, life and death are normal. I count you in Qingyun Valley for eleven generations of valley owners. Which one is not the one who is amazing and beautiful? It can really rise. There are only three people who have become immortals! The road to immortality is elusive, and the future is uncertain. I don't know how many monks were buried in the middle of the journey!"
Gu Changqing gritted his teeth and said: "Three thousand years ago, because the demon learned that the path of immortality was cut off, we were unable to invite immortals to come, so that we dared to attack Qingyun Valley unscrupulously. That year, almost the entire world of immortality caused a storm, causing deaths and injuries. Countless, really hateful!"
"For so many years, the path of immortality has been cut off, and the mortal world has been weak. This has indeed given the Demon Realm a chance, but fortunately you have stood it up."
Xu Ying said in amazement: "It's just that I didn't expect the road to Xianfan to show signs of reopening."
"Grandpa, I know a little bit about this, we have a mortal..." Gu Changqing trembled in awe: "Sage!"
"Holy... saint?"
The Xuying couldn't help shook his head, and said with a smile: "Impossible, let alone the mortal world, even in the current immortal world, the saints only exist in the legend, I am afraid that only the ancients can exist such characters. , Your insight is really too shallow. Don’t say such ignorant things. It’s good to be a joke, maybe you will offend the true saint."
Gu Changqing hurriedly said: "Grandpa, I'm serious! A few days ago, the ancestors of the Liu family came and were directly beheaded by the expert's copybook. For this reason, he also stabbed a hole in the sky! I am here!"
The phantom shook in shock twice, "The ancestors of the Liu family are just the early cultivation base of the heavenly immortals. There are many who can kill him, but they have to break the gap between the immortal and common. Is this kind of means a golden immortal? Or is it with the help of some special magic weapon left over from the mortal era? There should never be such a power in the mortal!"
He was thinking about all kinds of possibilities. If it were not because Gu Changqing was his grandson, he was full of trust in Gu Changqing, I am afraid he would directly treat it as nonsense.
Gu Changqing gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, that master still left a painting."
"Oh? Show me quickly, maybe you can guess one or two of its strength, and see if it is true or not." Xu Ying suddenly became interested and couldn't wait to say.
Gu Changqing solemnly pulled out the picture scroll and reminded: "Please also Grandpa to be prepared."
Xu Ying smiled slightly, and said proudly: "No need, my first generation of Valley Master of Qingyun Valley has ascended and is amazing and gorgeous. I am also an established school in the fairy world. Although I have no blood relationship with him, I am both Qingyungu. From my background, he took good care of me, I naturally mixed up well, just open it up, right?"
Gu Changqing nodded, holding the scroll slowly spread out.
Suddenly, on the Golden Crow Day, the sky full of golden flames swept down from the picture scroll.
Gu Changqing's realm is not enough, so he still doesn't feel the pressure deeply, but the phantom is suddenly stunned. The picture scroll is only halfway open, and he feels a vast and boundless breath suppressed, making him His brain buzzed and almost lost consciousness.
Majesty, sacred, terrifying, and...scorching heat!
It's terrible, terrifying!
In an instant, the phantom was almost illusory and turned into air, and an extremely weak voice came eagerly, "Stop! Don't open it again, I can't bear it! Hurry up, close the scroll, call me again, and again Call..."