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Chapter 67 - Chapter 67 I am your ancestor

 "Xuanfu Palace Yuxiao, please see the Master of Tianji Pavilion."

 Saint Yuxiao has been hiding in the void, watching Gui Qinghe, Fu Tianxing, and the group from Donghai Dragon Palace go away, and finally found an opportunity to show up.

 He arrived in a domineering manner, but after witnessing the death of Saint Ziyang, all his original bad thoughts were restrained and he did not dare to have any more thoughts.

 Saint Yuxiao only understands one thing.

 The master of Tianji Pavilion is unfathomable.

 "Come in."

 After receiving permission, Saint Yuxiao straightened his clothes and walked into Tianji Pavilion with anxiety.

 Ye Xu looked leisurely and looked at Saint Yuxiao with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes.

 "Your Excellency, you also want to take me back to the Xuanfu Palace?"

 As soon as he spoke, Saint Yuxiao's liver and gallbladder trembled, and he knelt on the ground with a thump, begging for mercy: "Senior, I was temporarily obsessed, please spare my life, senior."

 Yuxiao . The saint was frightened.

 Remember https://m in one second.

 He had just entered Tianji Pavilion, and without saying a word, the master of Tianji Pavilion saw through his thoughts. So what secrets did he have in front of him?

 horrible.

 Saint Yuxiao even wanted to escape immediately.

 "I'm kidding you, don't be so nervous." Ye Xu said with a faint smile, "After all, Sage Ziyang has learned from the past. You are a smart person and you definitely don't want to follow in his footsteps."

 "Of course, of course!"

 Sage Yuxiao kept saying. nod.

 "Get up and talk." Ye Xu put down the teacup.

 Saint Yuxiao stood up slowly, his legs still trembling, obviously he had not escaped from fear.

 Ye Xu's eyes were deep.

 From Fu Tianxing's heart, he had already seen the plans of Saint Wanxiang and others. In a few days, ten saints would attack Xuanfu Palace and kill Lu Fengming.

 By then, Xuanfu Palace will definitely be destroyed.

 "Fellow Taoist Yuxiao, you are also a famous figure in the Southern Wilderness. Why are you like this?" Ye Xu asked narrowly.

 "Senior thinks highly of me too much."

 Sage Yuxiao complimented: "In front of senior, junior is just a junior, how can I dare to call him famous?"

 "Junior comes here because he has a question that he wants to ask senior."

 "Nanhuang Everything in Luoshen Ridge is controlled by me." Ye Xu said straight to the point.

 Saint Yuxiao's pupils shrank suddenly.

 In the Southern Wilderness, is there really anyone with such great ability?

 "Damn Yang Xuanzhan, you actually told me that the master of Tianji Pavilion is just a saint!" Saint Yuxiao thought of Yang Xuanzhan's words and his teeth itched with hatred.

 How could a mere saint turn Nanhuang upside down in just one month?

 "Fellow Taoist Yuxiao, Tianji Pavilion is a place for business. If you have any requests, just ask." Ye Xu said lightly, "For example, make Xuanfu Palace great again? Become the leader in the Southern Wilderness?"

 Yuxiao Sage looked on. Excited.

 This was indeed his dream all along.

 For more than 100,000 years, the Xuanfu Palace has almost always been the top sect in the Southern Wilderness, but the Tianji Pavilion came out of the blue and made Ye Hongchen a saint, immediately making the Red Dust Demon Sect superior to the Xuanfu Palace.

 If things go on like this, Xuanfu Palace will definitely be weak.

 A large part of the reason for Saint Yuxiao's visit this time was for this purpose.

 "Senior, please teach me!"

 Saint Yuxiao was inexplicably excited and knelt on the ground again.

 The corner of Ye Xu's mouth curled up slightly, Xuanfu Palace was about to be destroyed, and before he died, he had to make a sum of money for himself. He was really the conscience of the Southern Wilderness!

 "Senior, I know the rules, please make your price." Sage Yuxiao said.

 "Leave what you have on you and I'll give you a message."

 Sage Yuxiao was stunned.

 "Senior, do you want me to take out everything I have on me?" Saint Yuxiao asked uncertainly.

 Ye Xu nodded.

 The corners of Saint Yuxiao's mouth twitched slightly. Everyone knew that the master of Tianji Pavilion charged a lot of money. But when he saw it today, Saint Yuxiao realized that it was ridiculously expensive!

 However, in order to make Xuanfu Palace great again and become the leader of all the sects in the Southern Wilderness, he would not hesitate even if Saint Yuxiao sacrificed his life.

 With a thought, Saint Yuxiao took out all the natal sacred weapons in Zifu, as well as various magic weapons, elixirs, and holy medicines in Tao Palace.

 Apart from that, only a robe is left.

 "Senior, this is all the belongings of this junior." Sage Yuxiao bowed and presented it.

 Ye Xu brushed it with one hand, and all the treasures disappeared. With a ding from the system, more than 70,000 secret points were added to the account.

 "A message to you."

 Ye Xu said lightly: "There is no hope for Xuanfu Palace to become great again."

 "This..."

 Saint Yuxiao looked at Ye Xu in shock, and anger could not help but rise in his heart, "Senior , aren't you kidding me?"

 Ye Xu continued: "On the other hand, if you can survive, you can still retain the fire and have the hope of making a comeback." "

 I advise you to leave Xuanfu Palace immediately." "

 Senior , what do you mean by this?" Saint Yuxiao stared at Ye Xu, "Why should I leave Xuanfu Palace? Who wants to attack Xuanfu Palace?" "

 Are you questioning me?" Ye Xu showed a bit of dissatisfaction.

 "Junior dare not."

 Sage Yuxiao immediately gave up and said, "Junior just wants to know the specific situation." "

 For the sake of your sincerity, I have pointed out a way for you to survive. If you want to survive, give up everything." , leave Xuanfu Palace, leave Southern Wilderness."

 "Remember, don't alarm anyone."

 "Senior, what's going on? Is there a big change in Southern Wilderness?" Sage Yuxiao asked frantically, and he kept kowtowing. , with a bloody head, "Senior, please tell me."

 Oh!

 A beam of divine light flashed, and Saint Yuxiao appeared on the street.

 People were coming and going, but his heart felt cold and cold.

 Ye Xu's words mean that Xuanfu Palace will be destroyed.

 Could this be true?

 Saint Yuxiao thought for a moment and murmured: "Xuanfu Palace gave birth to me and raised me. Even if I have to leave, I must let the disciples of Xuanfu Palace leave Southern Wilderness together." "

 I can't abandon them."

 Although Saint Yuxiao was arrogant and timid, , but towards Xuanfu Palace, he was extremely benevolent and righteous.

 He flew back to Xuanfu Palace and immediately went to see Yang Xuanzhan.

 "Master Nephew Yang, where is your master?" Saint Yuxiao asked.

 "Master is still in seclusion, preparing to undergo the seventh Nirvana Tribulation." Yang Xuanzhan looked at the eager-looking Saint Yuxiao and asked in confusion: "Uncle, has something happened?"

 "Nephew, please be honest. Tell me the truth, was the birth of Ziwei Cave Mansion the work of the Master of Tianji Pavilion?" Sage Yuxiao's eyes turned red.

 "Yes."

 Yang Xuanzhan nodded.

 Plop!

 After asking to prove this, Saint Yuxiao slipped to the ground like a puddle of mud, and all his energy and energy were drained away.

 In fact, he also focused on trusting Ye Xu.

 But the stubbornness in his heart made Saint Yuxiao unwilling to believe it.

 He did not want to move away from the Southern Wilderness where he had lived for generations.

 "I'm going to see Junior Brother Gu."

 Saint Yuxiao came to Lu Fengming's retreat place. With a bang, he walked straight in. At a glance, he saw his eyebrows and hair hanging on the ground, like a cocoon, sitting quietly on the ground. Lu Fengming.

 "Junior Brother Gu, the Xuanfu Palace is about to undergo major changes. The Master of Tianji Pavilion has given me instructions to leave the Southern Wilderness immediately." Sage Yuxiao said anxiously: "We should gather the disciples immediately and leave the Southern Wilderness."

 Lu Fengming slowly opened his cloudy eyes. , looking at Saint Yuxiao expressionlessly.

 "You went to Tianji Pavilion and got this answer?" Lu Fengming said in a cold voice.

 Saint Yuxiao's heart trembled.

 Why does the "Gu Lingxiao" in front of him seem to be a different person?

 He didn't think much, and still tried to dissuade him, saying, "Junior brother, the master of Tianji Pavilion has incredible magical powers. Even Saint Ziyang of the Zhenwu Shen Sect died in Linglong City." "

 His words are iron rules and will never be wrong."

 "Let's leave quickly."

 "One sentence will scare you out of your wits, Wan Xiaolou, you have lived for thousands of years in vain." Lu Fengming roared, extremely angry.

 boom!

 Lu Fengming stood up, and the aura of the Great Perfection of the Saint Realm burst out, as if it were an ancient giant beast that was gradually awakening, overwhelming heaven and earth, spanning ancient and modern times.

 "You...you...how can you reach the Dzogchen realm of the Saint?" Saint Yuxiao looked at Lu Fengming in horror. For some reason, he only felt scared and not happy at all.

 "Master Tianji Pavilion knows the past and present. Does he know my true cultivation? My true identity?" Lu Fengming's eyes were somewhat disdainful.

 "Your true identity?"

 Saint Yuxiao looked at Lu Fengming in disbelief, full of caution, "Junior brother Gu, no...who are you?"

 The person in front of him was definitely not Gu Lingxiao.

 "Wan Xiaolou, I am your ancestor." Lu Fengming's voice was like a bell, "I am Lu Fengming."

 Boom!

 This sentence was like a thunder bombarding the mind of Saint Yuxiao.

 The second-generation patriarch Lu Fengming actually lives to this day?

 With a thought, Lu Fengming's appearance changed, from a dying old man to a white-faced, beardless, handsome and stern middle-aged man.

 At this moment, Saint Yuxiao had no doubts at all.

 This person is almost identical to the Lu Fengming in the portrait.

 "Disciple... Disciple Wan Xiaolou, I pay my respects to Patriarch Lu." Saint Yuxiao bowed to the ground.

 "As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to Xuanfu Palace."

 Lu Fengming said calmly, showing extremely strong confidence in his movements.

 He has lived for 170,000 years and has seen too many things without being shocked. Ye Xu's words cannot scare him.

 "Disciple is willing to follow the Patriarch and let the Xuanfu Palace stand on the top of the Southern Wilderness once again." The fear of the Yuxiao Sage has been left behind, replaced by excitement.

 An ancestor who reached the Dzogchen state of sainthood was enough to sweep through the Southern Wilderness.

 Plop!

 At this time, a strange sound came.

 Yang Xuanzhan also broke into the back hall. When he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately knelt on the ground. He didn't know whether he was frightened or too excited.

 "What...what's going on?"

 "Master...why isn't Master

 here?" Almost instantly, Yang Xuanzhan reacted and immediately pretended to be shocked.

 "I am your master."

 Lu Fengming looked at Yang Xuanzhan with a smile and rare kindness in his eyes. He helped Yang Xuanzhan up and said, "From now on, Gu Lingxiao is Lu Fengming." "The

 second generation. Patriarch?"

 "Master, are you the second generation Patriarch?"

 Yang Xuanzhan pretended to be frightened, as if he was a drama queen.

 "It's me."

 Lu Fengming smiled.

 "Today, there is no need to hide anymore."

 Lu Fengming's eyes were sharp, "Nowadays, there are people from all major sects who have become saints. If we don't suppress them, I'm afraid no one will take Xuanfu Palace seriously anymore."

 " After we deal with the matter in the Southern Wilderness, I will help you become a saint personally."

 After hearing Lu Fengming's words, Yang Xuanzhan was not grateful at all, and his heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

 Lu Fengming revealed his true form. Was he going to show his fangs to him?

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