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Chapter 2144 Human Ancestor

After Liang Yan heard this, his heart moved.

Xiao Kunlun obviously had something to say, and there were some things that were not suitable to be discussed in detail in public.

He invited himself to Woyunpo because he was afraid that he had other things to talk about.

Thinking of this, Liang Yan smiled slightly: "It's okay, City Lord Xiao has come all the way, so it's time for me to show my kindness as a landlord. After waiting for this, Liang will definitely bring some fine wine to the mountain, and then have a drink with City Lord Xiao.

"

"Okay, then I'll go to Woyun Mountain to wait for you!"

Xiao Kunlun laughed, pinched a spell in his hand, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Among the millions of monks present, except for Liang Yan, no one could see any trace...

However, when he left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the pressure of a saint is not something ordinary people can bear.

At this moment, everywhere in Wushuang City returned to its previous lively scene.

Wu Ci smiled and said: "Today is a day of great joy for my Wushuang City. All Taoist friends can enjoy the fairy wine and spiritual fruits. In the next ten days, there will be various auctions and exchange meetings every day, and there will also be a Taoism Summit. Everyone

Fellow Taoists can trade resources on their own and discuss their cultivation experiences..."

After hearing this, the cultivators in Wushuang City naturally applauded.

Now that the catastrophe has just passed, everything is waiting to be done. Through this ceremony, monks from all over the world are gathered together in one place to exchange information, which can be regarded as solving everyone's urgent needs.

As the city lord, Liang Yan, together with Baili Xuanyin, Jisheng Demon Lord, Bei Mingjing... After a brief greeting with the representatives from each city and mountain, he left the scene and left all the affairs to Wu Ci to take care of.

Before dawn the next day, Liang Yan took a bottle of wine and quietly left Wushuang City.

Woyunpo is located to the north of Wushuang City, hundreds of thousands of miles away, but with Liang Yan's current level of cultivation, it only took half a day to arrive.

At almost noon, with the spring breeze warm and the sun shining brightly, Liang Yan climbed to the top of Woyunpo.

I saw a long-haired man leaning leisurely on a wooden post, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Liang Yan smiled slightly: "City Master Xiao, Liang is here."

Xiao Kunlun opened his eyes, pointed with his hand, and a stone table and a futon appeared in front of him.

"Sit down."

"Um."

Liang Yan sat down across from the stone table and flicked his sleeves, revealing two more white jade wine glasses on the table.

He poured a cup for both of them, and then said with a smile: "City Lord Xiao has come all the way to support Wushuang City. I want to toast you for this."

Xiao Kunlun smiled slightly and picked up the wine glass.

They both drank a drink at the same time.

"Good wine." Xiao Kunlun nodded slightly.

Liang Yan said: "City Master Xiao, you called me here because you have something to say, right?"

Xiao Kunlun did not speak, but raised his sleeves.

I saw three rays of golden light flying out of his sleeves and falling on the stone table, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound.

Liang Yan took a closer look and couldn't help but change his face slightly.

It's actually a fragment of the "Six Paths of Heavenly Demonic Ring"!

This is the secret treasure from the beginning! If anyone gets it, they will go crazy, but now Xiao Kunlun throws it on the table like a coin.

"City Lord Xiao, this is..."

"It's for you." Xiao Kunlun said lightly.

"Give me?"

Liang Yan did not collect it immediately, but asked doubtfully: "City Master Xiao, you should know the value of this thing, right?"

Xiao Kunlun said leisurely: "I didn't know before, but now I know. Linghu Bai told me."

"Since senior knows, are you still willing to give it to me?" Liang Yanqi asked.

This is the secret treasure of the Origin! It represents eternal power and is the source of the immortality of the Burial Emperor. Anyone who sees it will go crazy!

But Xiao Kunlun in front of him was calm and calm...

"So what if it's eternity? It's better than burying the Heavenly Emperor. Wouldn't it also perish?"

Xiao Kunlun sighed and said leisurely: "After this catastrophe, I gradually learned some things. Some things may seem tempting, but in fact there is a cause and effect secretly. If you forcefully possess them, it is tantamount to self-destruction."

Having said this, he suddenly looked at Liang Yan and said with profound meaning: "This thing has no connection with me, nor with the human race... You should understand what I mean, right?"

After Liang Yan heard this, his heart moved.

He raised his head and looked into Xiao Kunlun's eyes. After a while, he seemed to understand something and nodded slightly: "I see..."

"Let things return to their owners."

Xiao Kunlun drank a glass of wine.

He thought of the past again and couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Linghu also brought me here to heal my wounds... Now times have changed, Xiao is still here, but the scholar in blue is no longer there."

Between the words, I felt very lonely.

Liang Yan's heart was touched by him, and he also felt sad for a while.

His eyes looked into the distance, but he saw the breeze blowing, the clouds rolling and relaxing, and the shadow of that person seemed to be among the changes in the white clouds...

"Perhaps the Lord of Linghu City did not leave, but stayed in Antarctic Fairy Continent in another way."

I don't know why, but Liang Yan actually said this sentence out of nowhere.

Xiao Kunlun seemed to feel something, came back to his senses, and glanced at him.

"That's interesting... Haha! Linghu Bai only likes you among hundreds of millions of people. It seems there is a reason."

After saying that, he poured himself a cup and drank three glasses of spiritual wine.

"By the way, what are your plans next?" Xiao Kunlun asked.

Liang Yan thought for a while and replied: "Now that the catastrophe has just passed, everything is waiting for improvement. As the city lord, I should stay in Wushuang City to stabilize people's hearts. After a hundred years, if the situation is stable and Wushuang City is prosperous, I will take over as the city lord.

The position will be passed to Wu Ci, and he may go to Dongyun Lingzhou at that time."

"Dongyun Lingzhou..."

Xiao Kunlun pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "Yes, I heard that there is the birthplace of sword cultivation. You have proved the Tao with the sword and have reached the pinnacle of Antarctic Immortal Continent. If you continue to stay here, it will be difficult to improve. You can only go to Dongyun Ling

Only with the state can we have the possibility to go further.”

Liang Yan's heart moved after hearing this.

The master left suddenly and did not have time to ask in detail. Now I have a chance to ask about Dongyun Lingzhou.

"City Master Xiao, you are short-sighted and don't understand things outside of Antarctic Immortal Continent. What kind of place is Dongyun Lingzhou? Can you help me clear up my doubts?"

After hearing this, Xiao Kunlun muttered: "Actually, I have never been to Dongyun Lingzhou, I just heard about it from hearsay. It is said that it is not only the birthplace of sword cultivation, but also the place where Taoism and Confucianism flourish."

Having said this, he paused and continued: "Dongyun Lingzhou... they don't have the power of cultivation like seven mountains and twelve cities, but they are divided into two factions, Taoism and Confucianism. Because of the inheritance of incense and the competition for luck, etc.

Problems and disputes often arise. If you go to Dongyun Lingzhou, you must be careful about the 'Taoist-Confucian dispute' there."

"Is there a dispute between Taoism and Confucianism..." Liang Yan murmured, his eyes flashing with light.

The next moment, he suddenly asked: "City Lord Xiao, few people know about the realm above the saint. What kind of existence is the 'Human Ancestor'?"

This question has actually been on his mind for a long time.

It's a pity that there are very few people who can answer this question!

After hearing this, Xiao Kunlun stared at Liang Yan for a while, nodded slightly and said, "Well, with your current strength, you are indeed qualified to ask such a question..."

"It's okay to tell you... In fact, a long time ago, the holy realm was the existence with the highest cultivation level in this world. After becoming a saint, there is no specific division of strength. What the saints compete with is their understanding of the great road and the cultivation of magic power.

Because they all have mastered the origin of the law, if the difference in strength is not too big, it will be difficult for saints to tell the difference between life and death."

"And when a saint's mana is condensed to the limit and his understanding of the great road is successfully broken through, he will break through the realm and ascend... Therefore, at that time, the realm of manifesting the saint was the highest realm!"

When Liang Yan heard this, he wondered: "What about the 'Human Ancestor'?"

"The human ancestors are actually immortals! It's just that they didn't ascend and stayed in this world, surviving for millions of years. Even the catastrophe of heaven and earth can't help them."

"What's going on..."

Liang Yan became even more confused: "Since they have become immortals, why do they still stay in this world?"

Xiao Kunlun sighed: "It is said that we have been unable to ascend from a long time ago. The Ninth Ancestor was also a saint. They cultivated to become immortals in the long years, but found that they could not break through the realm and ascend, so they could only stay.

Become what we call a 'human ancestor' in this world."

"Can't ascend?"

When Liang Yan heard the news, his expression suddenly changed.

The shock was secondary, but the key was that he remembered someone...

"City Master Xiao, have you ever heard of the name 'Xun Dao Ren'?" Liang Yan asked in a deep voice.

Xiao Kunlun thought for a while and replied: "No, I have never heard of such a number one person."

"So in the past tens of thousands of years, has anyone in the world ascended?" Liang Yan asked again.

"No." Xiao Kunlun answered decisively: "It is said that there will be visions of heaven and earth when you ascend, and you can feel it even if you are several continents away. The road to ascension has been cut off for a long time, let alone tens of thousands of years, even if it is millions

No one has ascended in years."

After hearing this, Liang Yan's expression became gloomy and uncertain.

He shouted in his heart: "Old Jin, what's going on? Didn't you say at the beginning that the 'Seeker' broke through the world and ascended tens of thousands of years ago?"

Lao Jin also looked surprised: "That's right, even though I was imprisoned in the Yunxiao Palace at the time, I did sense the aura when the 'Seeker' ascended. It's absolutely unmistakable!"

Liang Yan looked inside and saw that Lao Jin's expression didn't seem to be fake, and he couldn't help but murmur secretly in his heart.

There was really no need for Lao Jin to deceive himself about this matter.

It was precisely because he saw the seeker ascending that he decided to place a treasure on himself and wanted to follow him to ascend to the fairy world...

But the problem is, there is no need for Xiao Kunlun to deceive himself. He said that the path to ascension has been cut off, so has the "seeker" ascended?

If he ascended, why didn't anyone sense it?

If he didn't ascend, where did he go?

Liang Yan only felt that there were countless doubts in his heart, and he became increasingly confused about this "seeker"...

After pondering for a long time, Liang Yan asked again: "City Master Xiao, do you know who was the last person to ascend?"

"The last person to ascend is not my human race, but the 'Green Emperor' of the demon race."

"Qing Emperor?"

Liang Yan nodded secretly, this was consistent with the information he had.

Xiao Kunlun added: "Humans, demons, and demons all call the stranded immortals different names. The human race calls them 'ancestors', the demon races call them 'emperors', and the demon races call them 'jun'. This

Over millions or even tens of thousands of years, the demon clan has five emperors, the demon clan has six kings, and our human clan has nine ancestors."

"I see...that is to say, there are twenty immortals in this world." Liang Yan said slowly.

"Not bad." Xiao Kunlun nodded slightly.

"The Antarctic Fairy Continent is in such an uproar, why hasn't Human Ancestor intervened?"

"I don't know about that."

Xiao Kunlun sighed and said: "Actually, the existing history of Antarctic Fairy Continent is less than a million years. Even I don't know what it was like before that. As for the illusory nine human ancestors, Xiao has never

Saw it."

"Perhaps... some of them want to help the Buried Emperor, and some want to help the hundreds of millions of living beings in the Antarctic Immortal Continent. Therefore, they have reached a certain balance and agreed not to take action against each other."

Xiao Kunlun expressed his guess.

After hearing this, Liang Yan nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, this may be the guess closest to the truth."

While speaking, many fragments flashed through his mind.

Especially when he was in the Black Mountain Territory, the Buried Emperor didn't actually kill him. Could it be that one of the Nine Ancestors stopped him?

"It is said that all saints are ants below them. It turns out that there are nine ancestors above the saints, who turn their hands to make clouds and turn their hands to make rain... Even a figure like the Buried Emperor of Heaven, who uses hundreds of millions of living beings as chess pieces in his layout, wants nothing more.

It’s to be promoted to human ancestor.”

Thinking of this, Liang Yan suddenly asked: "Will there be any ancestors in Dongyun Lingzhou?"

"I don't know." Xiao Kunlun said leisurely: "The human ancestors have become immortals. They have no trace and no fixed place. Who can predict their whereabouts? Even if there are ancestors in Dongyun Lingzhou, they are probably like divine dragons who have never seen their beginning or end.

Bar."

"Um."

Liang Yan nodded and did not continue to ask any more questions.

"Thank you City Master Xiao for your guidance, which gave me some understanding of the general trend of the world...I must go to Dongyun Lingzhou, but the time has not come yet, and I have to stay in Wushuang City for at least a hundred years."

After hearing this, Xiao Kunlun smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I will look after Wushuang City for you after I finish handling the matters at hand. Then you can go without worries. I also want to take a look, Linghu Bai likes it

How far can a person go?"

"hehe."

The two looked at each other, smiled, raised their glasses and drank.

…………

However, it was said that after Liang Yan became the lord of Wushuang City, he revised some of the laws and relaxed the conditions for entering the city.

The name "Immortal Sword Immortal" has long been spread throughout the continent. Compared with "Nine Saints Slaying Demons", this name is even more talked about.

Many casual cultivators came here to participate in the assessment of Wushuang City.

Wu Ci, Ning Xia and others also selected many promising monks from them. With only a few hundred years of training, a new group of geniuses might emerge from these people.

Three months later, late one night.

Liang Yan came to a dungeon.

The dungeon was empty, with only one cell in total.

Although it is said to be a prison cell, it is elegantly and freshly decorated inside, with desks, chessboards, and incense burners.

A middle-aged scholar sat at the table, with shackles on his feet, holding a volume of classics in his hand, and was reading it carefully.

When he heard the footsteps, the scholar did not turn around and continued to read by himself.

If there are remnants of Beiming's party here, they will be able to recognize them at a glance. This is Yang Xingguan who once commanded Beiming's tens of millions of troops.

Danyang is born!

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