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Chapter 1655 Ninth Hall

puff.

Lin Beichen almost spit out Maotai.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and sucked it back in again with quasi-emperor level reaction speed and control.

After all, it is Moutai.

Every bite is pure gold.

Five hundred years?

Are you Sun Monkey?

"Your story is quite long..."

"During the battle that day, in order to cover the retreat of the Northern Army, I was seriously injured. In order not to be captured and humiliated by the Aurora people, I jumped into the Falling Star Abyss. After that, I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I realized that I was not

Not dead, but in an ancient palace..."

Han Buhui came slowly.

palace?

Still ancient?

This sounds like an adventure.

Lin Beichen's eyes suddenly gleamed.

"It was a palace that had existed for who knows how long. It was huge and deep, and it was impossible to see its entirety. I was like a grain of sand in the desert, completely lost..."

"In the beginning, I was trapped in it all the time. Because I was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood, I stumbled all the way. Inadvertently, I came to a building similar to an altar. I climbed up and opened the wound, and blood flowed out.

On the altar..."

"Perhaps because the blood activated the altar, the entire ancient temple changed."

"It's activated."

"A voice started to appear, telling me to get ready to break through."

Han Fuli continued.

"Breakthrough?"

A look of surprise appeared on Lin Beichen's face.

He vaguely guessed something.

Han Fuli nodded and said, "Yes, let's break through."

"That voice told me that if I want to survive, I must complete one challenge after another and keep moving forward. In that ancient temple, there are countless mechanisms. I can only continue to crack the mechanisms and find a new life before the time limit comes.

Only by obtaining survival materials and cultivation resources can you survive, otherwise you will be swallowed by darkness and void..."

"The altar healed my injuries in an instant, and also sent me training resources and techniques."

"I was told that within three days, I must cultivate my true energy, open the teleportation formation on the altar, and lead to the next survival point..."

"I started practicing."

"That is a cultivation method that I have never seen before. It is completely different from the host continent, Zhenzhou Continent."

"As time went by, many void monsters appeared around the altar, densely packed, like purple monsters.

Like the ocean, they exude an evil aura. They are very powerful. I can clearly feel that if they were not afraid of the power of the light source on the altar, even if one of the smallest monsters rushed up, I would be torn into pieces in an instant.

Fragments.”

"But as time passed, they got closer and closer and began to climb up under the altar..."

"The light source on the altar is disappearing, and it can no longer pose an absolute threat to them."

"Finally, some of the most powerful void monsters can almost reach my face with their tentacles..."

"Fortunately, at the critical moment, I finally sensed the existence of the true energy in my body, and was teleported away by the altar."

"The second survival point is a bridge."

"An ancient bluestone bridge. There is food and water on the bridge, as well as the continuation of cultivation techniques, as well as elixirs, herbs, and crystal sources. Under the bridge is an abyss that cannot be seen at a glance. On both sides of the bridge are void monsters.

The stone Pixiu statues on the railings of the stone bridge are broken one by one, and the monsters will gradually get closer."

"And this time my mission is to complete the Great Circulation of True Qi within a month before I can be transported to the next survival point."

"It was also at the last moment that I completed the task."

"In this way, I am constantly teleporting between mission points, taking on seemingly endless challenges. I must complete the mission specified by the voice in order to survive..."

"I don't know how long I persisted or how long I persisted."

"Some tasks span one year, others span ten years..."

"The longest time I practiced was on a huge ship for thirty years."

"I successfully broke through one realm after another, and survived in desperate situations again and again. Later, I was tasked with challenging those void monsters. I don't know how strong I have become, but what is certain is that if I had returned at that time,

When I get to Dongdao Zhenzhou, I feel like I can challenge the gods."

Han Fuhui looked frightened when he talked about what happened back then.

There are sufficient food and water sources, complete cultivation techniques, and inexhaustible resources.

But he is always alone.

In that temple, which is as lonely as the world of death, there are endless reincarnations.

No one spoke, no one communicated.

It's like going to jail.

But faced with the pressure of death, Han Buhuan persisted.

"Finally one day, I completed the last trial and reached the Star Lord level."

Han Fuli said: "I have reached the state of the mission and finally walked out of this temple. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu. I am just in this mountain. The poem you recited at that time is so reasonable. Standing outside the temple

, I finally know its name.”

Lin Beichen raised his middle finger and rubbed his eyebrows, saying: "What's your name?"

"The Ninth Hall."

Han lived up to his words.

Lin Beichen was startled.

This name...is quite a bit nonsense.

Han Fuli said: "It also has another name... called, between time."

time?

Lin Beichen once again raised his middle finger habitually, rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly a light flashed through his mind.

"The ninth hall, between time...is it related to the ninth 'time and space path' among the twenty-four blood paths of the human race?"

He said in shock.

Han Buhua nodded and said: "Yes, that ancient temple is the ancestral temple of the ninth bloodline's time and space path, and what I have obtained through cultivation is also the inheritance of the ninth bloodline's time and space path'... These are

I didn’t understand it until later in the prehistoric universe.”

The way of time and space!

Lin Beichen suddenly realized.

Old Han's adventure turned out to be here.

Han Buhuan continued: "I practiced in the 'Ninth Hall' for a full hundred years before I came out. From that moment on, I became the successor of the 'Tao of Time and Space' and also obtained the 'Ninth Hall'."

With the approval of the palace, I can finally return to the real world. I thought I could return to the Eastern Realm, but later I learned that the world I came to is called the prehistoric universe."

When Lin Beichen heard this, he already understood most of it.

What Lao Han got can be said to be the protagonist's script.

Each of the twenty-four bloodlines of the human race is an absolutely supreme path of cultivation that shocked the past and the present.

Being able to obtain the inheritance of one of the ancestral temples is a great and terrifying opportunity.

What is the concept of ancestral temple?

It is equivalent to one of the twenty-four ancestors personally recruiting disciples.

"You have been recognized by the Ancestral Temple. Have you met the ninth ancestor?"

Lin Beichen's curiosity was aroused.

Han Buhui shook his head and said: "I have never seen it before. I have also looked for it, but there is no clue. So I guess that the ninth ancestor has probably fallen and does not exist in this world."

Has it fallen?

Hearing the news, Lin Beichen was not very surprised.

Because before, he had heard the legend that the founder of the 'Doctor's Way' had also died.

Even the Ancient Ancient Clan is still spreading news to the outside world, saying that even the Holy Emperor has fallen.

It seems that nothing in this world is eternal.


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