Chapter 967 (2/2)
Li Mingyang ignored the clamor of the sage of gaoleshan, but turned to the ancient style and said, ”are you really an ancient style?”
”Yes, grandmaster, I'm an antique. There is no lower Kyushu. I was sent up by master Ming Xiaoyang after risking my life. ”
”OK, OK, my lower Kyushu inheritance has not been cut off. Since I returned to the eight wastelands, I often blamed myself for failing to save you, which is my biggest pain. Now I should be relieved to see you safely come to the upper world. ”
”Master...”
Gu Feng was moved with tears in his eyes.
Li Mingyang no longer paid attention to the ancient style, but turned to long Junjie behind him and said, ”take him to the door!”
”Yes!”
Long Junjie smiled. Li Mingyang, like others, took the ancient wind as his prey. If the ancient style is really taken away by their wuliangzong, doesn't it mean that the inheritance of Lei Di belongs to wuliangzong from now on?
Although he also got the emperor's Sutra on this trip, he finally found that those Sutras were only a part of the whole Sutra.
”This son belongs to my wuliangzong today. If you don't accept it, come to war!”
Li Mingyang was very domineering. In his hand, a white sword appeared out of thin air. It was cold and breathtaking.
”Li Mingyang, are you qualified to take this boy?”
A contemptuous word rang out and looked up. From that day, at this time, a white figure came in stride, disillusioned step by step, and arrived in the blink of an eye.
”Hiss...”
After seeing this person, Gu Feng suddenly took a breath of cool air, because he judged from the breath emitted by this person that this is an absolute power, and his cultivation should still be above Li Mingyang and the other two saints.
The most important thing is that from this point of view, people's clothes are actually from gaoleshan.
”I've seen my grandfather!”
On the spot, a group of disciples of Gaole mountain knelt down to the man in the air. Even the saint of Gaole mountain bowed down to pay homage.
When he came near, the man in white glanced at Li Mingyang contemptuously again and said, ”in the past three thousand years, I have connived at you and never really paid attention to you. Do you really think you can challenge us in gaoleshan? ”
”Are you Gaozu?”
In an instant, Li Mingyang's face also changed and changed. If there were only the two saints at the scene, he would still be 100% sure to take away the ancient style, but now with this high ancestor, it would be impossible. Because the cultivation of this great ancestor is really still above him.
Gaozu, the founder of gaoleshan, is at least 100000 years old. Li Mingyang, however, is only a few thousand years old. There is a great difference in the time of cultivation between the two, and he really can't fight the enemy.
”Hum, since you know me, why don't you kneel down and shout master?”
Gaozu Leng hum, his eyes were extremely contemptuous, and he didn't take Li Mingyang seriously at all.
In another position not far away, a purple figure stood in the wind with floating clothes. She has been watching every move here. That person is zixiahan.
”Yan Feng, you really deserve to be the right husband for zixiahan. No one can take you away today. You can only go back with me. ”
Then she took out a messenger rune.
Zixiahan doesn't think that the ancient style has been inherited. In her opinion, the emperor's Sutra has been scattered among the thirteen caves. Only when you enter all the caves can you complete the whole Sutra.
Therefore, zixiahan is still interested in the ancient style.