Without any hesitation or even a pause, Ye Wuque gave his answer directly the moment Grandmaster Taicang finished his rhetorical question.
Similarly, the expression on Ye Wuque's face did not change at all, and his eyes were still deep.
"OK!"
Patriarch Tai Cang smiled with satisfaction.
Looking at Ye Wuque, he became more and more satisfied.
"But don't worry, you are still a quasi-spiritual child after all, and you are only in your twenties."
"In terms of qualifications and background, you are not as good as the five of them."
"But precisely because of this, they will take this into consideration and will not embarrass you too much. Moreover, the leader who remains in the ancient alliance will also pay attention."
"Well, that being the case, there is no need to delay any longer..."
As he spoke, Patriarch Tai Cang suddenly pointed towards Ye Wuque's forehead.
Buzz!!
The inexplicable space suddenly spun.
at the same moment.
Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged in the Patriarch Hall, suddenly opened his closed eyes. In the void in front of him, a passage slowly appeared, and a faint light bloomed from it. Inside the passage, there was a blur.
I don’t know, I don’t know where it leads.
Ye Wuque stood up, bowed slightly to the statue of Patriarch Tai Cang, and stepped into the passage without hesitation.
After the passage swallowed up Ye Wuque, he instantly disappeared on the spot, as if he had never appeared before, and the Ancestral Master Hall returned to dead silence again.
In the corner, on the unclear face of the skinny old man sitting quietly, a pair of eyes slowly opened at this moment, first looking at the void above his head, and then looking at the place where Ye Wuque disappeared, inside which slowly
There was a flash of cold color.
Buzz!!
A crack appeared in the void, slowly tearing out a passage, and then a figure fell from it and landed on the ground, it was Ye Wuque.
After standing firm, before Ye Wuque could see clearly the scene in all directions, he felt an extremely strong and powerful spiritual energy blowing towards his face, causing the holy battle energy in his body to circulate and absorb independently at this moment.
"Good place!"
Ye Wuque couldn't help but praise him at this moment, and then the power of the soul quietly unfolded and spread in all directions.
The halo of light surrounding him now gave out guidance. Only Ye Wuque could clearly sense it and pointed him in a direction.
Following this guide, Ye Wuque can go to the place where the true inheritance of the Heavenly King lies.
But Ye Wuque was not in a hurry.
Because in his perception, everything in this world was clearly reflected in his mind.
"Dikun..."
Ye Wuque whispered to himself softly.
This forbidden place belonging to the Ancient Alliance of Gods is desolate, without any vitality. Instead, an unprecedented dead silence remains.
In Ye Wuque's perception, it is not an exaggeration to describe this place as a thousand miles away. In addition, everything is devastated, and many traces of ancient battles are left behind, densely packed everywhere.
It seems that a long time ago, unimaginable brutal battles took place here, leaving a mess.
At the same time, here he felt the "mysterious aura" mentioned by Patriarch Tai Cang, which seemed to spread from the earth and envelope the entire forbidden place.
Even, the God's Code that Ye Wuque had already practiced in his body was a little bit ready to move.
Indeed, as Patriarch Tai Cang said, this forbidden place is twice the result with half the effort for cultivating the Code of Gods.
"Although Patriarch Tai Cang didn't say it clearly, one of the important factors for Lingzi's final victory should be the depth of his training in the Code of Gods."
Patriarch Taicang didn't say anything about this because it was unnecessary. After all, Ye Wuque skipped all the steps and directly obtained a inheritance from the Heavenly King.
It's like reaching your stomach in one step, there's nothing much to say.
Withdrawing his gaze towards Dadi, Ye Wuque's eyes were deep. After repeating the title "Di Kun" again, he had already thought of something.
"Dikun...di..."
"Then does it have anything to do with the 'Tianmang Peak' where his junior uncle was buried in Fang Qingyang's last words..."
At this moment, a touch of joy flashed through Ye Wuque's heart.
What was the most fundamental reason why he wasted his time to enter the Ancient League of Gods?
Isn't it just to trace the clues of the colorful auspicious cloud imprint?
Now that he has obtained complete quasi-spiritual authority, as long as he enters the Xuanmai Sacrifice Hall again, he can successfully open the mechanism in the nameless tablet and gain insight into the colorful auspicious clouds left by Fang Qingyang there!
But this is only one of them!
The second is the "young master uncle and the peak of Tianmang" mentioned in Fang Qingyang's last words. The seven-color secret treasures on his body all originated from the tomb of his young master uncle.
Therefore, there must be some secret in the grave of Junior Uncle Fang Qingyang!
He had to go and check it out himself.
At this moment, entering the forbidden place "Dikun", Ye Wuque intuitively told Ye Wuque that there seemed to be some connection between "Dikun" and "Tianmang Peak".
After all, heaven and earth, heaven and earth, have always corresponded to each other and were public to each other.
With thoughts surging in his heart, Ye Wuque finally stopped staying, took one step forward, and his figure appeared thousands of miles away. He walked slowly towards the direction guided by the light of inheritance.
Ye Wuque's speed was not fast, nor did he mean to arrive instantly. He seemed to be waiting for something.
"The plan can't keep up with the changes..."
"I didn't expect to meet Long Qianqiu so early, but now it seems..."
Ye Wuque looked calm and his eyes were deep.
Patriarch Taicang naturally didn't know his plan and just made his own arrangements. Now that things have come to this, Ye Wuque will naturally not escape.
On the contrary, I felt a little happy.
He really wanted to see what kind of person Long Qianqiu was, who had made Fang Qingyang so miserable. Not only was he completely defeated, but his love was stolen from him, and he was even worse off than dead. In the end, he could only die miserably in Dazhou below. What kind of person was Long Qianqiu?
But the more important reason is that Ye Wuque also wants to make sure of one thing...
The five great spirit sons and daughters of the Ancient Alliance of Gods are all... in the legendary realm!
But this is only combat power, not realm!
From the previous Lingzi decree, Ye Wuque had already gotten a glimpse of it.
After all, those who are qualified to become the spirit sons and daughters of the Ancient Alliance of Gods are all rare and rare geniuses. It is natural for them to be able to fight over the ranks and defeat the strong with the weak.
So what is their true level of cultivation?
Ye Wuque was slightly interested in this and wanted to see with his own eyes whether it was consistent with his guess.
Therefore, for many reasons, Di Kun and his party are still very necessary for Ye Wuque.
After crossing the barren land, Ye Wuque came to a desert, and behind the desert was an endless plain.
Just after Ye Wuque stepped onto the plain, his slow pace finally stopped.
Looking ahead, Ye Wuque's bright eyes flashed with a hint of depth.
I saw a small round table appearing on a plain about ten miles away from him.
On the round table, there were several side dishes, a bottle of wine, and two cups.
In front of the round table, sat a tall figure, a man who looked to be in his thirties.
A blue coat was draped casually around his body, open, revealing his strong and solid chest and bulging muscles like granite, giving him a primitive and wild look.
But looking up further, you can see a handsome and perfect face, which is even more smiling at this moment.
Continuing upward, you can see a pair of starry eyes, full of sincerity and kindness.
Primitive and wild, sincere and friendly.
These two unrelated temperaments appeared in one person at the same time, but they did not make the person look strange, but instead gave him a strange charm.
The man was sitting casually, but after seeing Ye Wuque's figure, the smile that was already surging on his face became even stronger.
The next moment, the man smiled and spoke, and Ye Wuque immediately heard the other person's voice. It was not loud, but it echoed clearly in Ye Wuque's ears.
"Welcome Junior Brother Ye to Dikun."
"Can I come and talk to you?"
Ye Wuque looked at the man and said calmly: "I wonder which senior brother is in front of you?"
"My name is Long Qianqiu."
The man who was sitting casually immediately spoke with a smile, stood up, said his name, and looked at Ye Wuque from a distance with friendly eyes.