Rebirth of the Earth Immortal Venerable

"Haha, good boy, even the old man was worried about you just now. I didn't expect you to pass this thunderstorm so easily!" The old man laughed.

Chen Mo looked back at the old man and asked, "Do you want to come in?"

The old man laughed: "Of course!"

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and grabbed at the void, and the thunder array suddenly erupted in an all-out manner, and the thunder burst out in a shocking manner.

The warriors hurriedly backed away in fright and looked at Chen Mo in confusion, wondering why this happened.

After a while, the thunder slowly weakened until it disappeared.

Chen Mo said to the old man: "Come in!"

"Is this all right?" A group of warriors couldn't believe it.

The old man was also slightly surprised, but he still trusted Chen Mo, nodded, thanked him, stepped forward, and walked over cautiously.

When passing the position where the original circle was, there was no thunder descending, and the old man passed safely.

"Really disappeared!" The warriors were overjoyed.

Xia Qing had a complicated expression on her beautiful face, and she looked at Chen Mo with shock, doubts, and more anger.

"This kid, it turned out to be hidden deeply!"

Chen Mo looked at Nie Xiaoqian and said lightly: "Let's go!"

"Yep!"

The two stepped directly into the palace.

The palace was empty. Eight huge stone pillars stood in the main hall. Two rows of red sandalwood armchairs were placed side by side, covered with dust, and the first one was an oversized armchair with crystal clear jade.

This is everything in the hall.

Chen Mo and Nie Xiaoqian stood at the door, watching the scene in front of them, Nie Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel a little lost: "We have worked so hard to come here to take a look at the dilapidated hall? Haha..." Nie Xiaoqian's smile was a little bitter.

In the rear, the warriors who followed, saw the scene in front of them, and they also showed frustrated expressions.

"Brother, you are dead in vain!" A young warrior secretly wiped his tears.

Even the old men looked disappointed.

There is no way to go ahead, here is the last place of Void Mountain.

It's no wonder that everyone is lost, no one can think of all the hardships, nine deaths, and finally see this empty hall.

However, Chen Mo was not discouraged, he knew it would not be that simple.

Chen Mo began to scan the hall. He could feel the strong spiritual power fluctuations hidden here. He knew that the hall was by no means as simple as what he saw on the surface.

At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the huge stone gate of the hall suddenly closed automatically and strangely, and the whole hall suddenly fell into darkness.

"What's the matter? Who closed the door!" A warrior exclaimed.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand to hold Nie Xiaoqian's little hand, and solemnly said: "No matter what happens for a while, you are not allowed to leave me for half a step!"

"En!" Nie Xiaoqian nodded obediently. In the darkness, no one saw her blushing like a ripe apple.

An old voice sounded in the empty hall, that voice was desolate, sad and angry, with deep resentment.

"Why, why I saw that door, but I couldn't get in, why on earth?"

In the hall, the warriors looked around in panic, looking for the source of the sound.

"Who is it? Who is talking!" A warrior exclaimed.

A strange wind whizzed past the hall, and everyone saw a middle-aged man with the appearance of a scholar in white, appearing silently on the grandmaster's chair studded with huge jade in the hall.

Darkness is nothing at all to the warriors, everyone has discovered the existence of this scholar in white clothes.

"Who are you?" In front, a young warrior asked.

The scholar in white looks only a middle-aged person, but his voice is very old: "I am the master here!"

The old voice echoed in the empty hall with a bit of sadness, making people feel creepy.

"You are Taoist Cangsong!" The old man beside Chen Mo exclaimed.

"Yes, you actually know me!" The scholar in white said with some surprise.

The old man exclaimed in horror: "How is it possible! Taoist Cangsong is a figure a thousand years ago, even if his cultivation level breaks through the gods, he cannot survive for a thousand years. Who are you?"

"I said, I am Cangsong. If you don't believe it, I can prove it to you!" said the scholar in white.

"How to prove? Taoist Cangsong is a person from thousands of years ago. People who knew him have long since died. I also saw it from the classics. How can you prove it?" the old man asked suspiciously.

The scholar in white laughed and said, "What's the difficulty? Since you have heard my name, then you should know where this is?"

The old man said: "This is Cangyun Palace, the cave house of Taoist Cangsong in the legend."

The scholar in white clothes smiled and said, "That's fine. If I can control the Cangyun Temple, isn't it the best proof?"

"Then you come to prove it!" The old man said in a deep voice, his face gloomy.

"Look up!" The scholar in white raised his hand, and the previously closed stone gate of the main hall suddenly opened.

The scholar in white shook his hand, and Shimen immediately closed again slowly.

The old man showed horror and said: "You are really a Taoist Cangsong!"

"Replace it like a fake!" The scholar in white said with a calm smile.

The warriors all looked shocked, a person from a thousand years ago suddenly appeared in front of them alive, and the shock was extremely huge.

The old man looked at Chen Mo quietly, and asked in a low voice, "Little brother, what do you think?"

Chen Mo looked at the scholar in white, with a touch of disdain on his face, and said in a flat voice: "A mere divine mind can dare to claim the deity in spite of it, and he can't live or die!"

"Divine Mind?" The old man and the warriors showed their doubts, and they didn't understand what Chen Mo meant.

However, the Taoist Cangsong's face changed wildly, looking at Chen Mo and roaring: "Nonsense, I am Cangsong, Cangsong is me, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Chen Mo sneered: "Strictly speaking, you are not even a spiritual mind, you are just the resentment of Taoist Cangsong. I really want to know what you went through during your lifetime that left such a heavy resentment!"

This time, Taoist Cangsong could no longer remain calm, stood up abruptly, looked at Chen Mo and roared loudly: "Boy, I said, I am Cangsong, and Cangsong is me, I am not complaining!"

"Is it right? You know it in your heart." Chen Mo said lightly.

"I'm going to kill you!" Taoist Cangsong became angry and rushed towards Chen Mo.

"Get out!" Chen Mo yelled coldly and punched out.

boom!

Taoist Cangsong was fisted by Chen Mo.

"Boy, you are not a warrior, you are a descendant of ancient times!" Taoist Cangsong looked at Chen Mo in shock and exclaimed.

Ancient descendants?

The eyes of everyone looking at Chen Mo were full of doubts.

At this time, Chen Mo firmly believed in his own judgment. In that distant age, there must have been a very prosperous civilization of cultivating immortals.

The resentment of Taoist Cangsong is the same as the evil spirit of Anbaitian, who regard himself as the descendant of the ancient immortal cultivator.

However, they definitely don't know that there are many great cultivators in the cosmic starry sky, where there are very powerful cultivators.