The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 379

Daoxun stood up and was going to ask the old man Yueji about them, but when he saw Qingyang coming in, he also stopped. Now he saw that Qinglian seemed to be in harmony with them, smiled, and turned to the old man Go in the direction you left just now.

This small bamboo building doesn't look big from the outside, but it's quite big inside. The hall we were in just now is big enough to accommodate the four of Tianji, Guo Ming, and Qingyang, the old man's friend, and five other people. It doesn't look crowded at all. .

Out of the hall, through the corridor that the old man walked through, he saw a kitchen where the old man was happily lighting a fire and cooking.

It turned out that he was really making a fire and cooking by himself, and he looked happy, and even made Dao Xun pat his forehead. I really don't understand this guy. For him, it is obviously a matter that can be solved by a random spell .

"Why did you come here? Hehe, aren't they very interesting, all of them are old and dishonest." The old man smiled and said to Daoxun.

The corners of Daoxun's mouth twitched, and he was ashamed to say others, but this guy himself is even more so!
However, just thinking about it, Dao Xun didn't just say that, and regardless of whether the old man heard his own voice, when talking about the people in the room just now, he was somewhat puzzled, so he just wanted to ask the old man.

"I just heard that someone called the skinny old man the head of the sect, the head of that sect?"

"It's the head of that sect! What's the matter?" The old man answered very simply, without the slightest hesitation, on the contrary, it seemed that Dao Xun asked very strangely.

"Didn't that sect not exist? Since the head of the sect has survived, it won't be the case where there is no trace of that sect at all?" Dao Xun paused, but still asked his own doubts .

"The matter is a bit complicated, I will talk to you slowly when I find some free time!" The old man shook his head and replied to Dao Xun.

"Then how does the sect master know about Qinglian?" No matter what, one thing must be clarified, Daoxun continued to ask.

"I told you before, I am not the only one who wants to find a disciple who can pass on his power, and those old fellows too, and the skills practiced by the sect master can just speculate on the secrets of heaven and know everything in the world Everything." The old man looked back at Dao Xun, and replied: "That friend of yours also has a similar ability, and even the exercises come from the same source as the master's, isn't it difficult to understand?"

"So that's it!" Dao Xun nodded. Indeed, Mr. Tianji has such ability, but he can't see the matter between himself and Qinglian and others. Mr. Tianji is powerful, and it is reasonable to be able to see through Qinglian's matter at a glance.

"By the way, I came to you, but I actually wanted to ask, have you seen my other subordinates, whose cultivation base is very low, and you should have brought them into the Ganges Star Sand Array, but I didn't See them." Dao Xun finally remembered the business he had come here before, and hurriedly asked the old man.

In any case, Yueji and the others are master and servant at any rate, and they also followed him on this path of destiny that they knew would cost them their lives. Their lives are still worthy of Dao Xun's concern.

"Didn't see it?" The old man paused for a moment, obviously a little puzzled, but then he said indifferently: "Then he is dead! The crystal ball I gave you can observe all the people who enter the battle. If No, either I didn’t enter the battle, or I failed to pass the training and died.”

"You also said just now that those people are on this so-called Road of Destiny, so they must have joined the battle. Since you didn't see it, they must be dead." The old man said with certainty, the formation he arranged Fa, of course he himself knows enough.

"Dead?" Dao Xun frowned, naturally he didn't want to hear it, and he didn't want to believe it.

But the old man squinted his eyes and said: "If you don't believe me, go back and ask the master, or Boy Meng will know."

"Ask them?" Dao Xun was obviously a little puzzled, how could you ask others about the formation you set up.

The old man glanced at him, "I've already told you, don't you believe it? Then go ask them! There are few things that the head of the world doesn't know, as for Boy Meng. From his mouth, whether it is the past Whether it is the future, it must be true.”

"It must be true?" Dao Xun was a little surprised, but also a little confused. Therefore, even if he was well-informed, this sentence was hard to understand.

"Well, if the sect master's cultivation technique is based on guesswork, then Boy Meng's cultivation technique can make everything that comes out of his mouth become true, no matter how absurd it is, it makes people feel that it cannot happen." The old man smiled and explained: "And if it has already happened, what he said must be true. As for how to know, then I don't know."

"In this way, doesn't it mean that no one will be his opponent?" Hearing the old man's explanation, Dao Xun had already thought of something else. There are people in the world who have such terrifying power?

Although I've heard that the power of speaking in the teleportation is somewhat similar to the power of the boy Meng mentioned by the old man, but just listening to it, I feel that the power of this boy Meng is more terrifying than the power of speaking.

Words follow the law, but just a word, the world will move, causing all kinds of visions, mobilizing the power of the world, and this boy Meng seems to be able to control everything.

"Qi! It's a shame that you are still my valued disciple, and you can't even see this? How could the heavens allow such heaven-defying power to exist? The use of this kind of power requires a considerable price, and not everything can be done. Yes, if you overestimate your strength and say something that this power cannot do, it will cause backlash, and you will be the one who will be harmed in the end!"

It seemed that Daoxun was a little moved, a little admired by that kind of power. The old man quickly explained to him that he didn't want the disciple he found with great difficulty to worship under someone else in a blink of an eye. When boy Meng starts to fight, he is not afraid of him.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Think about it. It's such a force against the sky. How could that famous ancient first sect disappear! Well, then I'll ask them." Dao Xun said with contempt. Glancing at the old man, he was about to turn around and leave.

Halfway there, he stopped and smiled, since the old man is so anxious, I might as well urge him, God knows when he will teach me to use the power of luck, it's better to make him feel a little bit in danger.

Thinking about it this way, although Dao Xun didn't look back, he still murmured to himself with emotion: "But speaking of it, anyway, this kind of power is really enviable. What is it, tsk tsk, I don't know Compared with the so-called luck, whoever is weaker is stronger."

(End of this chapter)