The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 73: Blue Destiny
Wang Mingyuan, who looked pale, sighed when he heard this, “Youngster, I’m afraid you don’t know the difference between the upper and lower levels.

Since it is called the Half-Step Golden Elixir and is close to being a real person, it is no longer an ordinary realm. "

After saying that, he raised his hand again, and the eighteen pillars of divine fire rumbled along with it, like a giant mountain pressing down, making the light curtain of the formation creak, and tiny cracks gradually expanded, and the sound of shattering could be heard from many places at the base of the formation.

The disciples in the sect once again begged Li Yuan to escape. This time they really had no way to retreat.

The great formation was broken, and Li Yuan, whose mind was connected to the core of the formation, was injured by the backlash. He opened his mouth and spat out bright red blood, which turned into peach blossoms all over the sky and dispersed in the wind.

He raised his hand with a resolute look, and an antique bronze lantern fell into his hand. The terrifying devouring power devoured the vitality and lifespan in Li Yuan's body, and a dim light gradually ignited in the lamp.

Li Yuan's long black hair gradually turned gray, and the smooth skin on his handsome and bright face became dry. His straight waist also bent down, as if he had transferred all his energy to this bronze lamp.

The bronze lantern sparkled with a pale yellow halo. Golden clouds rose all around it at some point, and the rising sun in the sky shone with golden light, echoing the ancient lantern in the distance.

Wang Mingyuan, who broke into the formation, flashed into the ancestral hall. Wang Qiuzhi, who had been accumulating his energy for a long time, had already jumped up and rushed towards him with his mortal body.

Wang Mingyuan's eyes remained calm, but a dark red color surged under his feet and turned into a giant fiery red python, which swallowed him in one gulp.

"Boom~"

There was a deafening roar, and the fire python was blown to pieces. Fortunately, Wang Mingyuan had the Changfeng True Fire burning all over his body, which blocked the impact and shock from the explosion.

Wang Qiuzhi's death and return to the world only barely stopped his progress.

Wang Mingyuan stood in front of the ancestral hall. The Maple True Fire under his feet turned into a giant palm, tearing open the restrictions in the secret hall, allowing this treasure house that had been silent for more than three thousand years to finally see the light of day.

There was no telling how many people were looking forward to it in the strong wind, and looking eagerly, they found that the treasure house contained only a handful of Xuan-grade spiritual objects, some Huang-grade spiritual objects, magic tools, and some mediocre spiritual objects.

This scene made many people feel relieved, but they also sighed. The Golden Elixir inheritance had never fallen to such a level.

"Where is the clan history?"

Wang Mingyuan was stunned and looked at Li Yuan with sharp eyes.

"Before the death of our ancestor Wang Xun, he had already destroyed all the clan history records." Li Yuan held up the ancient lamp, seemingly mocking Wang Mingyuan who had achieved nothing, "My Qiling Sect has long been a declining sect, but you just believed the rumors and wanted to get the secret treasure.

"If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. If you want to gain something, why do you need to be sure? Wang Mingyuan, what you did today is tantamount to digging your own grave. You are the eternal sinner of the Qiling Sect, and even more so the unworthy descendant of your Tongshan Wang family. You will be infamous for eternity!"

"That's fine." Wang Mingyuan was not angry, "Qiling Sect should not exist in this world anymore."

Since a blood feud has been established, there will be no scenario of humiliating the other person and then walking away with a swagger. The only thing to do is to wipe out the entire family and eliminate all future troubles.

Eighteen pillars of divine fire stood in eighteen directions of Qi Ling Mountain. The divine fire surged up like a group of snakes and pythons wreaking disaster, devouring flesh and blood.

Li Yuan raised the Qingming Zhaoyun Lantern that had been accumulating power for a long time and shone it into the air. Suddenly, an invisible force forced back all the fire pythons around and protected the gate of Qiling Mountain.

"The Blue Life Zhaoyun Lantern! There is actually such a top-grade spiritual weapon!" The Nanxu Mountain Master in the Gangfeng layer said in surprise: "This thing may contain the status of a golden elixir. I will take it back to the sect later."

"How did you become a robber?" The Lord of Beicang Mountain scolded angrily, "Bringing everything into the sect, don't you think it's too much trouble?

Don't talk about whether this lamp has the status of a golden elixir. If it does, it would be a great harm! If it doesn't, it would also be a disaster.

A real person once said about this thing: a golden lamp becomes like ancient bronze, and the burning core makes people young and long-lived.

When the clouds rise, life comes to an end, and all the time wasted in thousands of kalpas is in vain.

Do you still dare to take it back to the clan?"

"So it's such a bad omen. The lamp can kill people. That's terrible!" Nanxu Mountain Lord shook his head after hearing this. "But it looks like this old ghost Wang won't have much of a chance. He didn't have much time left to live, and if he's killed by this lamp, how can he possibly die?"

"Haha, we can just watch. These are all conspiracies among the various sects. What does it have to do with our Linglong Sect?" The Lord of Beicang Mountain stroked his beard and said with some regret: "It's a pity that the remaining trifles in the secret library of Qiling Sect are too melons and two dates. They don't even want me to take action."

"This is not bad. Compared with those small sects, it is considered to be standard. After all, three or four thousand years have been wasted. Even if that immortal left behind a lot of things, they should have been used up in the "sect disasters" one after another."

As the two chatted and laughed, the eighteen sacred fire pillars of the Qi Ling Gate below began to tremble.

Wang Mingyuan looked at the junior in disbelief, "Is this a top-grade spiritual weapon?"

Everything that reaches its extreme becomes extraordinary.

The best spiritual weapon, it is something that only a real person can refine!

Li Yuan raised the bronze lamp with golden clouds with some effort, and said in a cold voice: "That's right. Wang Mingyuan, if you don't want to die, just accept my light!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised the ancient lamp. The pale yellow light revealed a heavy aura. A stream of Wei Earth energy floated in the sky and repelled the eighteen pillars of divine fire. Then, he stretched it forward, and the Wei Yang spiritual fire ignited faintly and rushed forward.

Wang Mingyuan's face turned dark, and the fire python under his feet rushed forward frantically. He didn't believe that the young man in front of him could activate the magic of this lamp. If Qi Ling could not be destroyed today, it would become a big problem in the future.

Without hesitation, he activated his magical powers and created maple trees in the sea of ​​fire. The maple leaves were as red as blood, stimulating the blood as if burning the blood in the human body.

Li Yuan raised the lantern without changing his expression. His face once again aged at a speed visible to the naked eye. His long black hair had lost its luster and turned into a mixture of silver and gray.

But the Weiyang Spiritual Fire suddenly gained momentum, breaking through the surging Maple Forest True Fire and rushing straight towards Wang Mingyuan. Wang Mingyuan was startled, a fiery red gem spiritual weapon rose on his forehead, and a red python spirit raised its head and roared out.

However, as soon as it encountered the Weiyang Spirit Fire, the red python's spirit rapidly weakened, its body shrank, and the gem shattered.

Wang Mingyuan was only touched by a little bit of it, and his aura changed, even revealing a sense of death.

He looked at Li Yuan in the distance with a shocked expression and he sneered at him. Even though his energy and blood were already exhausted, he still raised the bronze lamp in his hand again.

Wang Mingyuan was horrified when he saw this scene. It was obvious that the other party was determined to die and wanted to drag him to death.

Without hesitation, he turned around and disappeared, transforming into a rainbow of fire.

All the maple leaves in the sky disappeared, and the four members of the Wang family were nowhere to be seen.

Li Yuan fell to the ground from mid-air, but he still sat cross-legged, holding the ancient lamp in his hand, and shouted, "Disciples, quickly re-establish the formation!"

The crisis has not been resolved. Without the protection of the formation, if he falls, the Qi Ling Sect may still be destroyed at any time.

The big shots above may not take action, but those evil spirits don't care about the so-called rules and face.

The disciples in the mountain gate rushed to various formation bases and set up the formation again.

If it were an ordinary formation, it would take several months to complete such a large formation.

Fortunately, the Qi Ling Sect's formation is extraordinary, the formation base is still intact, and with the help of the formation spirit, all they need to do is replace the spiritual objects and fill the formation base to form the formation.

Li Yuan closed his eyes silently to rest. His internal energy was exhausted and his blood and qi were almost gone. If he tried to activate it again, he might be sucked into a corpse before he could use it.

This is also the domineering aspect of the Qingming Zhaoyun Lantern. Every time it burns, it requires a hundred years of lifespan and blood essence in exchange for the Weiyang Spirit Fire to obtain objects and preserve them, thus extending one's lifespan to the fullest.

He held on from sunrise to sunset. After the formation bans and formation base were set up, the Thousand Puppets Formation once again covered Qi Ling Mountain. Li Yuancai finally couldn't hold on any longer and let go of the bronze lamp in his hand as if he had lost strength.

Several peak masters came and looked at the figure with silver hair. They couldn't help but bow and said, "Ancestor!"

Li Yuan sat weakly on the stone, looking at the peak masters with tired eyes, and said weakly: "The thousand-year heritage of Qi Ling Sect cannot be cut off.

However, if you don't truly practice, even if you have the will, you will be powerless. You must remember the shame of today's sect, grit your teeth and swallow your sorrow and hatred, and just keep it in your heart.

My life is over, and the future of Qi Ling Sect depends on you."

Wang Lengchan, Bai Chen, Chu Ziyi and seven or eight others all said yes respectfully.

Chu Ziyi said with some concern: "Ancestor, your injury..."

Li Yuan smiled on his paper-thin face, "It's okay, I can hold on.

We must protect it at all costs until the next true cultivator is born in the sect.

The Wang family was also severely damaged. I don’t think they will dare to attack again in the short term.

I need to retreat to recuperate from my injuries. All matters in the sect are decided by you peak masters. The mountain protection formation must not be opened, and you all need to be careful.

Go for it. "

The few of them could only bow respectfully and leave.

"Cui Huaiqiu, come here."

Just as everyone was about to leave, Li Yuan spoke again.

Cui Huaiqiu stopped when he heard the voice and said respectfully, "Grandmaster."

"I have seen you mentioned in the jade slips left by ancestor Wang Xun."

There was not much sadness in Li Yuan's eyes, but rather an open-minded look. He smiled and said, "Thinking back to decades ago, I was just a deacon disciple, and was attacked by the Nine Palaces. If you hadn't come, I'm afraid I wouldn't be who I am today."

Cui Huaiqiu could not help but be shocked. From a disciple back then, he became the ancestor who is the pillar of the sect today, and it only took him such a short time of less than a hundred years.

"Grandmaster, you have embarrassed your disciple!"

Li Yuan laughed and said, "You don't have to call me ancestor, because both ancestor Wang Xun and I have always regarded you as a true cultivator.

"Golden Sword Body, a genius in swordsmanship. Even if you have been in the dust for half your life, as long as you wake up, everything depends on the sword in your hand."

"Please give me more teachings, ancestor." Cui Huaiqiu was not much moved. It was obvious that these sword cultivators were all people with strong minds. If he could be moved by just a few words, it would be a misnomer.

Li Yuan only asked again:
"You still can't forget your old friend?"

(End of this chapter)