Su Li's side was quickly discovered by the old man, and they had no intention of hiding it.
What made the old man feel incredible was that the head of Daoxuan was respectful to a man with gray hair and a childlike face, and the faces of the peak masters behind him also showed humility and admiration.
Who is this person?!
The old man looked at this white-haired boy's face and suddenly felt that he had seen him somewhere before, but he had never met this person before.
Why haven't I heard of it myself?
Moreover, given the prestige of the Qingyun Sect in the righteous way, who else can accept such a great gift?
The old man suddenly noticed the Zhuxian Sword in Su Li's hand and was greatly shocked.
How could the Qingyun Sect’s sect-suppressing treasure be in his hands?!
How could the leader let an outsider hold such an important thing?!
Moreover, the Immortal Killing Sword has a vicious reputation, and its user will basically be turned into a demon. What on earth is Master Daoxuan doing?!
Does he want to use this person's hand to destroy this place?!
No, if Daoxuan is stupid alone, so many people will not be stupid!
The top combat forces of the Qingyun Sect are all gathered here. Even if the leader is stupid, someone will come out to stop him.
The person the old man was looking at seemed very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
He tried hard to recall, hoping to find clues, but looking at this familiar face, his mind went blank.
He had never met this person before in his life. Even if he said a word, he could only recall what happened based on his impression.
But this person really didn't expect that he would have anything to do with him.
"I've met the master." The old man bowed.
Daoxuan looked at the old man, his thoughts were complicated, but he didn't know what to say. In the end, any words turned into a long sigh.
"You can come along too."
The old man was stunned, obviously not knowing what happened, but since the leader said so, he had no choice but to obey.
When entering the ancestor's ancestral hall, the old man noticed that the man was holding a stick of incense in his hand, and said that worshiping did not feel like worshiping, but seemed to be trying to comfort himself.
At this time, the old man noticed that this man's appearance was somewhat similar to that of the founder of the sect.
An idea flashed through the old man's mind, and he finally understood why this person looked familiar to him, but it never affected him.
This person is the founder of the sect!
As soon as this idea came to his mind, the old man was instantly horrified and looked at the head of Daoxuan in stunned silence.
I saw Master Daoxuan nodding slowly.
The old man was thinking a lot, and it was difficult to accept the fact that the founder of the sect was still alive?!
How can this be?!
How can people live so long?!
"Today, I, Qingyunzi, would like to thank you all for your contribution to Qingyun Sect and for continuing my incense in the lower world." Su Li sang: "Your names and taboos should coexist with Qingyun, Qingyun will never be extinguished, and your soul will last forever."
As Su Li finished singing, a gloomy wind blew by, and the spiritual statues of the ancestors of each generation shone everywhere, which was mysterious and unpredictable.
Under the shroud of this light, everyone felt that something had improved in themselves, and their thinking became clearer.
"Thank you, Patriarch!"
Figures gradually emerged in the void, and everyone carefully discovered that these figures were similar to the ancestors of various generations.
"It is a meritorious service to continue the incense, and you should protect our sect as the Yin God." Su Li shouted. "The incense will not be extinguished, and the Yin God will live forever!"
"Thank you, Patriarch, for your kindness!" One after another figures knelt down to Su Li.
"The gods have returned!" said Zuli.
As Su Li said these words, the light of the spiritual position gradually subsided, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.
But their various senses told them that none of this was an illusion.
The founder of the sect resurrected the ancestors of all generations and turned them into Yin gods to enjoy the incense of the sect and guard the sect in times of crisis.
The old man's calm state of mind suddenly collapsed. At this moment, he knelt down tremblingly and his voice began to tremble.
"Sinner Wan Jianyi, pay homage to the ancestor!"
When the peak masters heard these words, their energy and blood surged, and their hearts were shaken wildly. They looked at the old man, and then looked at the head of Daoxuan with questioning eyes, as if asking him to give an explanation.
"Senior Brother Wan?!" Taoist Cangsong felt as if he was hit hard, and he kept retreating.
"Aren't you dead?!" Cangsong Taoist murmured.
"I was saved by my senior brother." Wan Jianyi sighed, "I shouldn't have to live in this world. As a person who killed my master, I should die to apologize."
"You juniors are really good at causing trouble," Su Li said.
"I already know the ins and outs of the matter, and it's not your fault."
"It's just that the founder is powerless and can't go down to the next world to protect you."
"The Patriarch?!" Wan Jianyi blamed himself. "How can I blame the Patriarch? I was young and energetic back then..."
"Yeah." Su Li shook his head and interrupted Wan Jianyi's words.
"I didn't leave any hints for you, so generations of heads used longevity to feed the Immortal Killing Sword."
When everyone heard this, they felt as if they had been struck by lightning.
It consumes people's lifespan, this is clearly a magic weapon!
"You are thinking this is a magic weapon, right?" Su Li took out the Immortal Killing Sword and said. "A sharp weapon is made to kill, and it is righteous to protect lives."
"Utensils are just tools. It is the evil that exists in one mind. Use the right to make things right, and use the evil to make the evil."
"Forget it, I will preach to you today. I hope you can understand." Su Li looked at these people who were instinctively resisting and said with a smile.
"Ancestor?! Do you need any more arrangements?" Head Daoxuan was overjoyed.
"No, I came in a hurry today, and I don't have much time to stay. I should go back to the fairyland after I finish speaking." Su Li shook his head.
"In the future, Qingyun Sect will still rely on you for all matters, big and small."
"The Patriarch has given you too much praise. These are all matters within his scope." Head Daoxuan replied respectfully.
"Stop talking about these polite words." Su Li waved his hand and said. "Any merit will be rewarded, and any fault will be punished."
"Before I leave, I will leave a few golden elixirs to share my experience."
"Thank you, Patriarch, for your grace!"
"By the way, my immortal consciousness met a very interesting disciple some time ago. His divine light is restrained and his muscles and bones are strong, but his cultivation is just beginning. This disciple's master is obviously unqualified."
"Such a talented person, but he doesn't teach carefully, he is simply useless as a teacher!" Su Li said angrily.
"That's right, that child is really useless if you ask him to teach him. If he doesn't practice his body, he will be in vain. When the time comes, I will see what you can use to stop him from ascending to heaven." Su Li said calmly, but everyone was dripping with cold sweat.
"You have no hope of ascension. When you reach a lifespan of 1,200 years, you will return to heaven and earth."
"Grandmaster, did you meet the child you mentioned in a bamboo forest?" Tian Buyi stiffened his neck and said.
"I saw that child was indeed cutting bamboo..." Su Liming asked knowing the truth.
"That child is my youngest disciple at Dazhu Peak, and he is lucky enough to be taught by the Patriarch..." Tian Buyi's words were not wrong.
"That child has inherited my mantle." Su Li looked at Tian Buyi indifferently.
"I got it, Patriarch." Tian Buyi seemed to be relieved, but he was a little confused.
"I'm going to start preaching." Su Li waved his hand, and a futon appeared in front of everyone.