The monk just now gave him a very unfathomable feeling. Anyway, he was not weaker than the divine monk.
In fact, he himself has always felt that he could not defeat the divine monk.
The door of the temple opened by itself, and the holy monk said: "Okay, you go in."
Du Qingchen looked at him.
"Go in, inside is the ancestor of our Buddhist sect."
The divine monk then said: "You can also choose to leave. I will never stop you. But if you want to live longer in the future, you'd better go in and give it a try."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Du Qingchen was a little confused.
Is there anything else that cannot be accomplished here?
The hall was very dark, and when he looked in, he couldn't see anything clearly.
After hesitating for a while, he walked in anyway.
Because he wants to improve himself and become stronger.
The door behind him slowly closed, and a breath enveloped the entire small exhibition.
As soon as Du Qingchen entered, dozens of oil lamps suddenly lit up on the walls around the hall.
He could finally see everything clearly.
There was only one statue in the entire hall, which was enshrined on the sacred table. There was an incense burner underneath, but there was no smoke.
Like an abandoned temple, the statue is exactly the same as the one outside, just smaller.
There are no offerings on the altar.
It feels very crude.
Du Qingchen looked around, and finally came to the divine case, looked at the statue above, and said, "I'm here."
There was no movement.
Du Qingchen waited for a while and suddenly realized something was wrong. The statue gave him a feeling, as if it was alive.
"The monk outside said that if I want to improve myself, I should come in and try my luck. I guess you are dead and have left a trace of your soul, right?"
No one paid attention to him.
There was no movement at all.
"If you have anything good, you can give it to me. If you don't, just say something, or I will leave."
Still no one paid attention to him.
Du Qingchen turned around and left.
I’m used to it, I love so and so!
When they were approaching the entrance of the palace, a voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Boy, wait a minute."
Du Qingchen turned his head. In front of the divine case, there was a phantom standing, which was the ancestor of the Buddhist sect. There was a wine bottle on his waist and a knife on his shoulder. The knife was also very strange. There were many holes on it.
Was it cut out by some sharp weapon? "Are you the ancestor of the Buddhist sect?"
"You are not from my Buddhist sect, why did you come here?"
The ancestor asked curiously.
Du Qingchen said: "A monk brought me here. Are you dead?"
"I have been dead for many, many years. If you don't come back, my soul will disappear."
The ancestor said.
Du Qingchen snorted and said, "Are you looking for a successor?"
"That's right, boy, hey, I think you are extraordinary. If you want to join my Buddhist sect, I will give you a great fortune."
The ancestor laughed.
"Be a monk?"
Du Qingchen shook his head: "Forget it."
"Why? Isn't it good to be a monk? As long as you get my inheritance, you will be the leader of the Buddhist sect."
The ancestor looked curious.
Du Qingchen said: "I hate monks, really."
"Why?"
"Born to hate."
"Why?"
Du Qingchen: "Where did you get so many? Why, anyway, I don't want to."
"Don't you want to get my inheritance?"
The ancestor was a little confused: "My inheritance is very powerful."
Du Qingchen laughed.
To be honest, he really didn't take this inheritance seriously.
He has heaven-defying skills, so why does he need to get inheritance from others? Besides, can there be any good inheritance in this world? There are so many skills in his mind. He was once Xiaoyao Immortal, the strongest person in the world.
The palace has collected a large number of secrets of martial arts, so there is no shortage of such things.
That is to say, he is still very weak and cannot use many of his techniques.
As his realm improves, he can naturally use his previous skills.
He can become a world's immortal and the strongest person. His skills are very powerful and cannot be compared or imagined by people in this world.
"In no mood."
This time, the ancestor was really speechless.
"Why don't you think about it? You have to think about it. I was very powerful back then. I have a technique that can make you very powerful and improve you."
The ancestor is anxious.
Du Qingchen asked: "Is there only Kung Fu? No magic weapon?"
"No, only exercises."
The ancestor said immediately.
Du Qingchen smiled and said: "Forget it, you continue to wait for your successor, I am not suitable, and I may look down on your skills."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
But at this moment, the ancestor was furious and punched Du Qingchen. It was a very simple punch.
Du Qingchen immediately fought back.
Destroying God Fist.
Nine waves!
However, the ancestor received this punch and nothing happened at all. On the contrary, Du Qingchen was sent flying several meters away.
He looked at his ancestor, a little surprised.
"I didn't expect you to be quite capable." Du Qingchen smiled.
"In general, it's okay. But you're not bad. You're not injured. That's not right. You're not from this world."
The ancestor suddenly exclaimed.
He finally discovered what was unusual about Du Qingchen: "Your fate is very special, it is not among the fate of this world."
Du Qingchen smiled and said nothing.
Before, this was his biggest secret.
Nowadays, it seems that many people know about it, and he doesn't hide it.
"My taste is pretty good."
The ancestor was a little surprised: "Oh, I understand, you are the only one who has a chance to deal with the way of heaven. You are an outsider. No wonder someone brought you here. Come, come, come. I can give you this inheritance. Hurry and become a disciple.
, you will be the master of my Sword Sect from now on."
Du Qingchen smiled and said: "I already told you, I don't want to be a monk."
"If you don't want to do it, just don't do it. In fact, it doesn't matter if you become a monk. If you become the leader of the clan, who can control you? Look at me. I drink every day. If anyone dares to say anything about me, I will beat anyone who dares to say it!"
The ancestor's words made Du Qingchen amused.
Damn, this guy is also a fair-weather monk.
"I can't worship you as my teacher either." Du Qingchen said.
"Why?"
"You also know that I am an outsider. I am different from you. I will definitely not like your skills."
Du Qingchen told the truth: "You can't help me much."
"You are too arrogant. Come on, let me open your eyes and see how good my technique is."
After speaking, the ancestor pointed out.
His speed was so fast that Du Qingchen had no time to react. The other party's fingers were already on his forehead, and then, the contents of a skill entered his mind.
"How about it?"
The ancestor said very confidently.
Du Qingchen thought for a while and said: "Just so so, in this world, your technique is okay, but in my opinion, it is really weak."
"What are you talking about? Very weak? Do you know how I got this skill back then? It doesn't have to be too hard. It's so rare. How many people fought for it and shed blood."
"That's because they are too stupid. There is nothing to argue about with this incomplete exercise method. Moreover, this exercise method has room for improvement." Du Qingchen said seriously.