Inside the cave.
As the group of experts forced open the immortal door and entered the cave, their eyes widened in anger.
By the time Zhao Chen regained his senses, his eyes were filled with fear and trepidation.
He took a deep breath, looked at the crowd, and said in a sobbing tone.
"Everyone, you might not believe me, but when I arrived, this place was already empty."
But as soon as he said that, everyone was enraged.
"How dare you lie?"
"How dare you lie through your teeth?"
"Do you think I'm a retard?"
"Fellow Daoists, leave one last breath and beat him to death."
Mantis Fist.
Scorpion Palm.
Elephant Kick.
Mount Tai Suppression.
Black Tiger Steals Heart.
Figures rushed up, and without any nonsense, they started beating him up.
Two hours later.
Zhao Chen lay on the ground with a swollen face, looking like a corpse.
He had been beaten to a pulp.
But no matter how he tried to explain, none of them believed him.
This made him want to cry.
"Elder, there are words on the stone wall!"
Finally, a disciple found the words Lu Changsheng had carved on the stone wall.
Instantly, it attracted everyone's attention.
The crowd rushed over.
They had been angered by Zhao Chen previously. Now that they heard the words on the stone wall, they could not help but rush over, afraid that someone else would beat them to the opportunity.
But soon, the crowd arrived in front of the stone wall.
In an instant, the crowd was shocked.
On the stone wall, there were fourteen large words carved in calligraphy. The words were strong and had a terrifying artistic conception. They were sharp and full of immortal Qi.
"At the end of the Immortal Dao, who is the peak? At the sight of Changsheng, the Dao becomes empty."
The fourteen words were majestic and powerful. The brush strokes were like dragons and snakes, full of immortal Qi.
The crowd stood in front of the stone wall in shock, not knowing what to say.
But soon, someone spoke up, looking very confused.
"At the sight of Changsheng, the Dao becomes empty? Why not at the sight of Lang Ya, the Dao becomes empty? Who is Changsheng? "
A young disciple was curious, unable to understand.
"Changsheng? Could it be that Changsheng? "
"You mean that Changsheng?"
"It's that Changsheng."
"That Changsheng is that Changsheng?"
"That's it, that one!"
"Oh! That Changsheng! "
The few Elders spoke one after another, causing many of the disciples to be even more confused.
Was it that Changsheng?
"Lu Changsheng."
However, someone in the crowd said this name.
"Hiss! It's him? "
"Hiss! It's him? "
"Hiss! Is it really him? "
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss! Hiss ~ ~ ~ Cough cough cough … Although I don't know who you're talking about, there's nothing wrong with following along. "
"Lu Changsheng? That Eldest Senior Brother Daira, Daoism's Eldest Senior Brother, Arhat's Master? "
Everyone exclaimed, especially the older cultivators. They were even more shocked.
"I didn't expect this. I didn't expect Lang Ya Immortal to predict that such an incredible existence would appear in our Daoism ten thousand years ago. At the end of the Celestial Dao, who will be the peak, Changsheng's Dao becomes empty! Lang Ya Immortal predicted that Lu Changsheng would be a peerless genius in the cultivation world ten thousand years ago! "
There was an elder who was deeply moved. He stood below the stone wall, looking at these words, and said this.
"That's right. I didn't expect Lang Ya Immortal to predict this. He's indeed Lang Ya Immortal."
Someone else chimed in, praising Lang Ya Immortal's extraordinariness.
"Elder, that's not right. The words on the stone wall seem to have been carved recently. Look, there's still some lime here."
A young cultivator pointed at the lime under the stone wall and couldn't help but speak out.
However, as soon as he said this, the latter harrumphed coldly and glanced at him.
"Young people are foolish. This is the Lang Ya Celestial Realm. Do you think the stone wall is ordinary? You seem to have carved it yesterday, but it was actually carved ten thousand years ago. How ignorant. "
He reprimanded. The latter's face turned red and he didn't dare to look closely. He immediately lowered his head and retreated, feeling that he was asking to be humiliated.
"That's right. Without boasting, I've seen Lang Ya Immortal's handwriting in an ancient book. It's this handwriting, there's no mistaking it."
"Yes, yes, yes. I feel like I was the pen that carved the words in my previous life. Everything seems to have happened yesterday. Lang Ya Immortal and I are fated."
Everyone: "???"
"Does that mean that Senior Brother Changsheng has already been here and taken away all the treasures?"
Someone couldn't help but raise this thought out of curiosity.
"That's possible."
An expert spoke up, not ruling out this possibility.
"Someone must have beaten us to it. Everyone, go and take a look at that pool. After my careful research, the legendary Sun Holy Liquid should be in there. Unfortunately, it was all taken away by someone. Although I don't know who did it, it shouldn't be this trash. A mere Yuanying trash would definitely be unlucky to jump into the Sun Holy Liquid."
"Oh, that's not right. I'm not looking down on Yuanying cultivators. I'm just stating the facts."
Another expert spoke up, making a strict judgment. However, the way he spoke was a little inappropriate, causing a group of holy land disciples to have ugly expressions because they were all Yuanying cultivators.
"Did we hit the wrong person?"
Someone asked silently. After all, most of them were righteous cultivators. If they really hit the wrong person, they would inevitably feel guilty.
Zhao Chen, who was lying on the ground, was so touched that he was on the verge of tears. These people finally realized that they were innocent.
However, an old Daoist glanced at Zhao Chen from the corner of his eyes and said coldly, "We didn't hit the wrong person. This person deserves to be hit. Later, the few of you keep an eye on him. When we get out, throw him into the Sect and torture him for six hours a day. Release him after a month."
"Release him and hand him over to our Sect. We'll torture him for another month!"
"Then after your Sect is done, our Sect wants him too."
"You all want him, me too."
"Since everyone is so interested, why don't I join in as well?"
Zhao Chen, who was lying on the ground, was completely dumbfounded.
"F * ck you, you f * cking b * stard!"
Zhao Chen wanted to roar in anger, but he fainted in a fit of anger.
Inside the cave.
A woman shrouded in purple aura stared quietly at the stone wall.
"At the end of the Immortal Dao, who is the peak? With a glance, Changsheng's Dao becomes empty!"
She muttered to herself and then revealed a smile.
At the same time.
Linglong Sacred Ground.
The structure of this place was different from the other sacred grounds.
The Sacred Land of Linglong was extremely exquisite. Even the ordinary stone steps were embroidered with decorative designs.
Everyone in the Linglong Sacred Ground was talking about Lu Changsheng.
It was a sacred ground for female cultivators.
If an emperor had three thousand concubines, the Linglong Sacred Ground had a hundred thousand female cultivators.
Every single one of them was as beautiful as a flower, and every single one of them could captivate even the birds and beasts.
Even the Seven Refined Lane paled in comparison to them.
After all, this was a sacred ground.
And the most terrifying thing was …
The Linglong Sacred Ground was established less than five thousand years ago. It was built by Sacred Lord Linglong alone. There were no other sacred grounds that had tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years. With hundreds of thousands of years of history, it was one of the ten great sacred grounds of the Central Plains.
At this very moment …
In the Linglong Hall …
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