But no matter what, in Ye Chen's heart, there is no ultimate god in this world.
Because if there was an ultimate god, there wouldn't be so many fights, killings and ugliness in the world.
If you want to control your own destiny, instead of kneeling down to pray, you should practice diligently and improve yourself.
"Brother Ye, the Temple of the Heavenly Mother is just ahead. I will take you to see the high priest."
Qin Aofeng pointed to a magnificent temple floating in the sky in the distance.
The plaque of the temple has three golden characters "Tianmu Temple" printed on it, and the divine light shines brightly.
Ye Chen nodded, followed Qin Aofeng and flew up in the wind, flying towards the Heavenly Mother Palace.
The Temple of Heavenly Mother was built by Taoist Qinglian himself. He wanted his descendants to believe in Heavenly Mother.
In this way, it is possible for the Heavenly Mother he created to accumulate enough power of faith to reach the top and become the ultimate god.
Later, there were rumors that the Heavenly Mother really ascended to the other side of the starry sky and became the ultimate god.
Qinglian Daozu has been looking forward to it, hoping that his wife, the goddess he created with his own hands, will one day take him to the other side of the starry sky.
But in the end he didn't wait, he only waited for Tyrant Cang Lei's sword.
On the way to Jiulian Time and Space, Ye Chen heard Qin Aofeng tell some legends about the Heavenly Mother.
Although Taoist Qinglian took great pains and made repeated orders, he asked all his descendants to believe in the Heavenly Mother.
However, descendants like Qin Aofeng did not abide by the instructions of their ancestors.
This is because the Heavenly Mother did not show any favor after her ascension, nor did she take Qinglian Dao Ancestor with her to ascend.
This made the descendants of Qinglian Daozu quite critical. They didn't have much respect for the Heavenly Mother in their hearts. Although they worshiped her on the surface, they still only respected Qinglian Daozu in their hearts.
When Ye Chen came to the Temple of Heavenly Mother, he saw that in this palace complex, at the center where Tianmai spiritual energy gathered, a high tower was built, labeled "Qinglian Ancient Pagoda". The incense here was only for Qinglian Daozu.
It has the most worshippers and the most devout prayers.
In front of the Qinglian Ancient Pagoda, an old man with a cane, a wrinkled face, and an old face that almost fell to his shoulders, was presiding over the incense offering.
The most striking feature of the old man is that he has a long, shaggy gray beard that almost hangs to the ground.
"High Priest, I'm back."
Qin Aofeng stepped forward and bowed to the old man with gray beard.
The gray-bearded old man nodded, his turbid eyes shone brightly, as sharp as a blade. He glanced at Ye Chen, which was in great contrast with the aging look on his face full of wrinkles.
"Is this Mr. Ye Shitian?"
The gray-bearded old man's voice was old and somewhat feeble. The sharpness in his eyes sank as he smiled, and his eyes became cloudy again, as if he was really just an old man who would collapse at the slightest breeze.
"I have met the senior Ye Shitian."
Ye Chen bowed his hands.
The old man with a gray beard smiled and said: "No need to be too polite. You gave me the money for the incense. There is one million source jade. Haha, just call me Gray Beard. That's what the palace master calls me."
"As for my real name, haha, I have forgotten it myself. I have lived too long and the years have worn it out too much."
Ye Chen remained silent, still maintaining the courtesy of holding his hands.
Gray Beard leaned on a cane and said, "Let's go inside and have a chat." He turned around and entered the Qinglian Ancient Pagoda.
Ye Chen and Qin Aofeng followed Gray Beard in and walked straight up the ancient tower to the third floor.
There's no one else here, it's very quiet.
Gray Beard made a cup of tea for Ye Chen slowly and said, "I heard that you killed the ancestor of the Yin Witch?"
Ye Chen sat down to drink tea generously, while maintaining the etiquette of a guest, and said: "Killing the ancestor of the Yin Witch is not the result of the next person, but..."
Graybeard waved his hand and said: "It's all the same, there's no difference. Anyway, that sword is in your hand now?"
Ye Chen said: "Yes."
Graybeard's cloudy eyes flashed with sparkle again, like a sword, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
Qin Aofeng said: "High Priest, there is a Yin tribesman named Prince Yin Xing, who may be lurking here."
Gray Beard showed an expression that showed he had known for a long time, waved his hand and said: "Aofeng, I know everything. Please step back first. I have something that I want to talk to Mr. Ye alone."
Qin Aofeng was full of doubts, but he still responded: "Yes." He turned around and retreated.
In the tower, only Ye Chen and Gray Beard were left.
Graybeard's eyes were still as sharp as blades, and he said to Ye Chen:
"Master Ye, I heard that when you came to worship Qinglian Daozu this time, you wanted to entrust us to help cast some kind of physical body?"
Ye Chen said: "Exactly! I have an elder. Her body was destroyed, leaving only a lone soul. And due to some taboo reasons, it is difficult to resurrect, so she can only recast her body to rest her soul."
Gray Beard nodded and said: "You have found the right person. When it comes to the means of casting a physical body, there is no force in the world that can compare with me, Jiulian Time and Space. The former Supreme Qinglian Dao Ancestor once cast the physical shell of the Heavenly Mother with his own hands. He
His craftsmanship has been passed down, and no one can surpass it to this day."
Ye Chen said happily: "Then please ask senior to take action!"
Graybeard, like an old fox, narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "You can ask us to take action. If you hand over the sword, you can say anything."
Hearing this, Ye Chen's expression changed and he said: "Senior, do you want to hold a sword?"