Book 2: Chapter 2.1: The 66,665th Layer Of The Qi Refining stage
The door opened, and everyone standing at the door saw Bai Qiuran’walked out with a disappointed face.
He didn’t pay attention to the group of people here, but walked to the cliff near a pile of obscure ruins, picking up a sharp stone from the ground, and casually carved a line on a mottled wall.
Then he threw away the stones, walked to a large rock by the cliff and sat down, staring at the white clouds in the sky.
“It seems that Uncle Ancestor failed again.”
Noticing Tang Ruowei’s curious eyes, the sixth elder Qing Yunzi explained:
“There was originally a demon-locking tower here. In the early years, demons rampaged on this land, and Qingming disciples went down the mountain to remove them. Some demons were powerful and too difficult to kill. The disciples would capture them and lock them into the tower, which has the power to slowly destroy their souls. The elders personally supervised the process. Later, the Uncle Ancestor moved here to live, and every time he broke through the first floor, he would pick a stone and engrave a line on that tower’s wall. ”
“What happened then?”
Tang Ruowei asked.
“The tower collapsed.”
The sixth elder smiled helplessly.
“But to this day, the Uncle Ancestor is still there, and he still keeps the habit of engraving on the remains of the broken wall.”
“Since the tower is down, won’t the demons in the tower run out?”
Tang Ruowei whispered.
“No, they won’t.”
Qing Yunzi gave a careful look at Bai Qiuran who was in a daze, and lowered her voice:
“Uncle Ancestor was in the bad mood that time, so they all died miserably.”
Tang Ruowei spat out his tongue. At this time, when seeing Bai Qiuran’s exit, several elders of the Qingming Sect were also winking at each other. After a few pushes, someone kicked the head of the sect Jue Yunzi out of the team, came to the front of the crowd.
He covered his b.u.t.tocks and stared hard at his junior brothers and sisters, and then had no choice but to carefully approach Bai Qiuran who was in a daze.
“Uncle… Uncle Ancestor.”
Jue Yunzi showed a charming smile.
“You have come out.”
“Uh-hum.”
Bai Qiuran was too lazy to lift his eyelids now.
“What’s your kids doing here?”
“I’m here to congratulate Uncle Ancestor.”
Jue Yunzi said carelessly in his courtyard before, but when he came to face Bai Qiuran, he began to be nervous.
“Congratulate? For what?”
Bai Qiuran responded expressionlessly, his eyes looked dead.
Looking at Bai Qiuran’s eyes, Jue Yunzi’s memories of being taught by fists in the early years due to his careless mouth reappeared from the heart. This psychological shadow, even for a cultivator in the Physique Integration stage like him, could sway in his heart and momentary create flaws in the thoughts.
Therefore he was in a panic and opened his mouth to say something he should not say.
“I’d like to congratulate Uncle Ancestor for breaking through again and gaining a higher level of strength. Long live the Uncle Ancestor! Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!”
What the h.e.l.l am I talking about?
As soon as he said it, Jue Yunzi covered his mouth again, and his heart was full of horror.
“Humph.”
Sure enough, Bai Qiuran’s head turned around when he heard his words, and a kind of brutal blood glowed in his eyes.
“Little boy, after hundreds of years, look like you finally grow up and begin to run wild.”
He said as he squeezed his fist, making a terrible crackling noise.
“Cultivators should abstain from arrogance and irritability. Today, Uncle Ancestor will remind you of this truth.”
“Uncle Ancestor, please have mercy!”
On the Seven Star Peak, sounded the agony scream of Jue Yunzi, who was the leader of the Qingming Sect, the head of the Righteous Alliance.