"In the Qishan Hall, there have been rumors of disciples before. Sometimes I would meet the founder of my Qishan Hall, saying that sometimes I saw him sweeping the floor in the hall. However, these are all rumors. It has been thousands of years since I became a disciple to take over the master's robe, but I have never seen the ancestor appear."

"Besides, the Qishan Palace has also existed since the eight directions of the world, and is close to it for tens of billions of years. The ancestor is probably already transformed, so how could it exist?" Gu Yue laughed softly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Ruoxin and Ao Tian frowned.

Even a true god cannot live so long, so this may indeed be a rumor.

But if not, then who would that old man be?!

Ao Tian naturally believed in Ao Jun's words, and Lu Ruoxin also firmly believed that Chi Meng was not qualified or capable of lying in front of him. In addition, the two families asked at the same time, which also indirectly explained that there was someone else in this matter.

"Let's do this, I'll order people to search my Qishan Temple completely. Maybe someone pretended to be my Qishan Temple." Gu Yue said softly.

Lu Ruoxin nodded, glanced at Ao Tian and others, and turned around and left.

Ao Tian also glanced at Lu Ruoxin and looked at Ao Jun again: "Go back and get rid of you."

After a group of people left, Gu Ri walked to Gu Yue at this time and frowned and said, "Senior Brother, is it true that the rumors of disciples are the disciples?"

Gu Yue sighed, not knowing how to answer.

He didn't believe it, but as the helmsman of Qishan Palace, he knew clearly that the rumors of the ancestor appearing were no longer once or twice.

Almost every three years, disciples will find him. Although he has never seen him before, he has heard too much, and sometimes he naturally has to doubt him.

Now, the Ao Lu family has also appeared for "him" at the same time, which makes him even more suspicious. This may be really not as simple as rumors.

"Senior brother, in fact, there is a problem with the record of the Qishan Palace. Our sect has always been posthumous titles after the death of each generation of the heads of each generation and will be buried in the Qishan Mausoleum at the same time. However, the founder of our sect did not mention it in the diary. Could it be that the ancestor did not die at all? Instead, he has been living in this world?" Gu Ri continued to ask.

"But if the ancestor is not dead, why should he live in seclusion without seeing anyone?" Gu Yue shook his head and said.

"Maybe, is the ancestor who is afraid of being chased by his enemies?" Gu Ri said.

"Junior brother, do you know how the Qishan Palace came from?" Gu Yue said with a wry smile.

Seeing Gu Ri was puzzled, Gu Yue smiled and said, after the world of the eight directions opened, there were five supreme gods, one of whom was called evil, who was the strongest among the five supreme gods, but it was said that evil himself was named like a human being. Therefore, he despised everything he did, and finally fell into the path of demons and became the founder of the demon clan in the eight directions.

Among the four below, the ancestors of Qishan Palace have the highest cultivation level. Under the leadership of the ancestors, the three of them finally sealed evil after ten thousand years of hard fighting. From then on, the worlds in all directions have returned to peace.

However, the ancestor at that time was also seriously injured. For the sake of peace in the eight directions, the ancestor of the Qishan Palace decided to let the remaining three people take charge of the eight directions, and he himself took care of his old age in Qishan and founded the Qishan Palace.

The three true gods were also moved by the kindness of the ancestors, so they set rules that when the true gods alternate, it must be the day of worship. Only after the Qishan Temple recognizes them, will the three true gods be justified.

Right and wrong pass, time flies in a flash, but this tradition has been preserved.

"From the situation back then, the ancestor was the strongest among the four, so why should he be afraid of others seeking revenge?" Gu Yue finished speaking and laughed bitterly.

And somewhere at this moment...

Han Sanqian's eyes were concentrated, and his forehead was already sweating profusely. Qin Shuang stood aside and wiped Han Sanqian's sweat from time to time.

"brush!"

At this moment, Han Sanqian had an extremely difficult expression on his face, gritted his teeth, and slowly raised his hand with difficulty.

At this time, Han Sanqian was holding the jade sword in his left hand and the demon-suppressing sword in his right hand. He was extremely struggling to move the tips of the two swords together as if using chopsticks.

At this time, a very small ant was being caught by Han Sanqian's two swords.

"Ah!" A scream of distress and discouragement. When Han Sanqian just lifted his two swords into the air, he suddenly went crazy.

In the distance, the old man sat under the eaves, smiled when he saw this, and started drinking tea comfortably.

"Ah!" Han Sanqian shouted depressedly. The muscles of his hands were completely tired at this time and he couldn't help but tremble due to the spasms.

Compared to this, what annoyed Han Sanqian even more was that this method of using a big sword to pinch an ants was simply a mad torture.

This thing is simply a completely exploding existence. It also ensures that the ants that are caught are not dead, and then it must be obediently clamped into the bowl far behind it.

This operation almost caused Han Sanqian to collapse.
Chapter completed!