Venerable Yuan

The Ancient Scripture Tower is located under the sealed main peak of Saint Origin Peak.

The next day, Zhou Yuan, led by Shen Taiyuan, came to the sealed main peak again. At the foot of the main peak, a slightly dilapidated ancient palace stood quietly, covered with mottled traces of time.

At the doorstep of the ancient palace, an old man in linen clothes was sleeping with a broom in his arms. It was the mountain sweeper known as "Xuan Lao" that Zhou Yuanchu saw when he came to Shengyuan Peak that day.

Zhou Yuan followed Shen Taiyuan. He raised his head and looked at the majestic main peak in front of him. It was shrouded in clouds and mist and had lush trees, making it look somewhat mysterious.

And in the void, there are faint light patterns looming, and a vast and endless wave is emitted, making people dare not approach easily.

"The sealed main peak..."

Zhou Yuan looked at the main peak, and his mood was a little ups and downs. The second holy pattern existed in this main peak. Unfortunately, it seemed to be close at hand, but it was like a celestial stream, making it difficult for him to cross. .

If he wants to enter the main peak, he must first become the chief disciple of Saint Origin Peak... There is still a long way to go.

"Mr. Xuan."

While Zhou Yuan was sighing in his heart, Shen Taiyuan turned his attention to the sleepy old man in front of the ancient palace, and then bowed respectfully. Although the latter seemed to have no origin energy fluctuations, when it came to seniority, even if he was a master, Everyone here must be polite to this old man.

After all, to a certain extent, this Elder Xuan is the person who has been with Patriarch Cangxuan for the longest time.

The old man seemed to have poor hearing and vision, so he didn't react at first. Shen Taiyuan had to increase his voice and shout a few more times. The old man holding the broom finally woke up, raised his cloudy eyes, looked at Shen Taiyuan, and seemed to be smiling. He smiled and said in an old and hoarse voice: "It's Elder Shen..."

Shen Taiyuan nodded and did not chat. He pointed at Zhou Yuan and said: "Mr. Xuan, there is a disciple who wants to enter the ancient scripture building."

The old man named Xuan Lao cast his turbid eyes at Zhou Yuan. At that moment, Zhou Yuan felt that his eyes seemed to pause.

"This little guy just entered the inner mountain not long ago, right? He is qualified to enter the Ancient Scripture Tower so quickly. It seems that he is quite capable." Mr. Xuan said slowly.

Shen Taiyuan smiled slightly and said: "Zhou Yuan is indeed quite talented. This time he won the purple belt selection. This is the first time the headmaster will make an exception."

Mr. Xuan nodded and said no more. He stretched out his withered palm and said, "Give me the Master's letter."

Shen Taiyuan quickly took out a jade tablet, with light shining on it.

Mr. Xuan took the jade token and looked at it for a long time. Then he nodded slowly, stood up shakily, leaned on the ground with a broom, and slowly pushed open the ancient palace door behind him.

Crunch!

The door opened, but there was darkness inside, without any light, which was quite mysterious.

"Little guy, the ancient scripture building is where the original master practiced cultivation. Whatever you can get here depends on your own fate. If there is no fate, it is not uncommon even if you come out empty-handed." Mr. Xuan said.

Zhou Yuan clasped his fists to show that he was taught, and then he looked at Shen Taiyuan, who also smiled at him and nodded.

So Zhou Yuan did not hesitate, strode out, came to the door of the ancient palace, took a final deep breath, and stepped in with one step. Darkness surged in, and his figure disappeared in it.

Seeing Zhou Yuan enter the ancient scripture building, Mr. Xuan sat tremblingly in front of the steps again, holding a broom, as if he had fallen into a drowsiness.

Shen Taiyuan bowed to Mr. Xuan and then walked away.

At the foot of the main peak, the area fell into deserted silence again.

This silence lasted for a while, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, and a figure was seen strolling over with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in a white robe, and looked like a handsome young man, with his skin exuding a jade-like luster.

It turned out to be Peak Master Lingjun of Jianlai Peak!

The sleepy old Xuan's eyelids trembled slightly, he raised his head, glanced at the white-robed young man with his cloudy eyes, and then withdrew his gaze, motionless and without any gesture of greeting.

Peak Master Lingjun didn't care. He stood next to Mr. Xuan, glanced at the opened ancient scripture building, and said, "Did that little guy named Zhou Yuan go in?"

However, Mr. Xuan did not answer.

Peak Master Lingjun didn't care. He just asked casually. Although Zhou Yuan had disgraced their Jianlai Peak during the purple belt selection process, with his status, it was impossible to specifically target Zhou Yuan.

His trip was obviously not because of Zhou Yuan.

He stood next to Mr. this…"

The Lord of Lingjun Peak said softly: "Saint Origin Peak has been in decline for too long. I think we should restore it to its former glory. This can also be regarded as some explanation to Sir."

He said this here, but Mr. Xuan was indifferent, and his cloudy eyes did not move.

Peak Master Lingjun looked down at him and said with a smile: "Mr. Xuan, you have been at Saint Origin Peak all this time. When will the seal here be lifted?"

Old Xuan hugged the broom and finally said in a hoarse voice: "When the time comes, it will naturally be lifted."

Peak Master Lingjun shook his head helplessly. Elder Xuan gave the same answer every time.

"Mr.

Old Xuan glanced at him with his cloudy eyes and said, "If you really want to do something for the master, I think it would be better to avenge him than to restore Saint Origin Peak to its glory."

Peak Master Lingjun smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Xuan, the Cangxuan Sect today is no longer the same as it was when Mr.

"The strongest sect in Cangxuan Tian is not our Cangxuan Sect, but the Holy Palace..."

He was silent for a moment, staring at the sealed main peak in front of him, and said: "If you want to take revenge, unless the next God appears in our Cangxuan Sect again...and this requires the mark that symbolizes Cangxuantian...the one in the hands of Mr. , Cangxuan Holy Seal."

"But the Cangxuan Holy Seal also disappeared with the death of Mr...."

He sighed softly, turned his gaze to Mr. Xuan, and said with a hint of expectation in his eyes: "Old Mr. Xuan, you were with Mr. Nian in his last moments. Don't you know where the Cangxuan Holy Seal is? "

"If we, Cangxuan Sect, can control the Holy Seal, then we will not be afraid of even the Holy Palace."

The old man shook his head slowly and said hoarsely: "The Cangxuan Holy Seal is made from heaven and earth. I have never seen it, so how can I know?"

The light in Peak Master Lingjun's eyes dimmed.

Old Xuan gently stroked the broom in his arms and said in a trembling voice: "Over the years, I feel that you care more about the Cangxuan Holy Seal than the headmaster and them."

He looked up at Peak Master Lingjun and said, "You want it?"

Peak Master Lingjun was slightly startled, and then he said without hesitation: "The one who holds the Cangxuan Holy Seal can become the Lord of God, who doesn't want to? And only then can I avenge my husband."

"What do you think, Mr. Xuan?"

Mr. Xuan slowly shook his head and said, "You are not suitable."

Peak Master Lingjun said calmly: "Old Xuan, I am no longer the little boy I was back then."

Xuan Lao raised his old face covered with traces of time and stared at the mysterious mountain peaks in the mist. He was silent for a long time before his hoarse voice rang out.

"It's precisely because you are no longer the little boy who served me before, that's why I say... you are not suitable."

(Updated today.)