Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1272: The Same Answer

"More importantly, right now I'm no different from a useless person. If you give me a chance to live, but heaven doesn't give me an opportunity, what should I do?"

"Knock on the white bone, burn the green wood, and cut off the path of life."

The blind Old Lu seemed to speak casually, but it instantly gave Ye Fengsheng goosebumps. He didn't know where the power came from. Ye Fengsheng suddenly sat up, staring at the blind Taoist in front of him. After a roll in his throat, he coldly said, "You, you are Lord Ming who died and resurrected hundreds of years ago, stole the heavens, swapped the sun, absorbed the Ming Qi, and established a sect, Qingzhi!"

"Lu Chen?"

The blind old man shook his head: "I am green and honest, but I am not my meditation habit. I am a master of meditation, but I did not resurrect. Even if I died, it was only a feigned death. This is what you ancients were forced to do, not what I wanted."

Chilled to the core, Ye Fengsheng felt a wave of coldness sweep through his body. Obviously, he was so afraid of death before he even resolutely decided to die?

"You don't care who I am. Time is limited. I just ask if you want to live."

The blind old man asked again, not impatiently, but quietly awaiting Ye Fengsheng's response.

"What do you want me to do?"

Ye Fengsheng understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, so he calmed down. Looking at this mysterious figure who veiled heaven and prayed to it under the blue sky hundreds of years ago, the founder of the Netherworld cultivation, the master of the Netherworld.

Ye Fengsheng never imagined that beneath the Nine Heavens Garden Palace under his feet, there would be a transmission array emitting a decaying aura! More importantly, it's hard for him to accept that this array requires human blood to activate!

Even though Ye Fengsheng was reluctant, in this situation, he couldn't help but be content. Even if he wanted to die in the thunder and flames without a body, he couldn't now. Even in his prime, without fully releasing the True Mountain Seal, there was no guarantee of victory, let alone now without the power to release the seal at all.

The blind Old Lu ignored Ye Fengsheng's thoughts. He lifted his hand, spiritual energy crossing his wrists. Hot blood flowed into the lower transmission array as if it were money, completely filling the dusty old lines.

"You have a quarter of an hour to consider my words. If you don't give me the answer I want, then you'll become a puppet for my refining."

Standing by the line that sucked blood, the blind old man said.

Ye Feng's eyes throbbed, his face calm as usual, but he began to think of how to escape.

There's no need to think more. If you really are made into a puppet, and the old Taoist takes the grand clan to war, it will definitely be a heartbreaking play.

Losing one's son or grandson is enough, but being forced to fight with the remains of one's grandson? If you don't care at all, you're done for.

Ye Fengsheng would never let it happen!

However, the Black Buddha Ancestor had become famous for hundreds of years, and now, hundreds of years later, what kind of realm does he have? How could a Jiedan Realm monk compete with him? Not to mention that the monk's spirit in the field of alchemy is now exhausted. Thunder and flames have consumed all the secondary spirits on this land, even if they wanted to absorb it, they couldn't, let alone the blind Old Lu couldn't let them absorb it himself.

There are three types of people in the world who are not to be angered: the elderly, the young, and the blind. Now the elderly and the blind meet, or meet in such a desperate situation, this is Ye Fengsheng's worry. He couldn't think of his lifestyle. Even if he doesn't move his bones, he wouldn't find one!

"Enter the battle."

With a small syllable entering his ear, the blind old man opened his mouth, stepping on the blood dripping from Ye Fengsheng.

Ye Feng slightly frowned, covered his wrist, and walked into the array. Yu Guang carefully examined the array's pattern and secretly shook his head.

"This ancient array was engraved hundreds of years ago. The pattern used is the earliest. Though it is very simple, it won't go wrong. This is the first use of this ancient array since it was formed."

The old Taoist's words sparked Ye Fengsheng's interest in the past. He asked silently, "I just went to the deep mountains to find Di Yan. The entire mountainous area seemed to me. Why didn't I discover the existence of this array?"

"How did you know there was such an array below the Nine Heavens Garden Palace?"

Facing Lao Dao was very sensitive, I noticed a fleeting pain. Ye Fengsheng said nothing, watching Lao Dao's Adam's apple roll,

Quietly waiting for his answer.

"When I was in Kunlun, I was called Qingzhi."

The old Taoist said this fluently, but Ye Fengsheng's eyes widened. He couldn't imagine that in this world where the monks frightened by the news, tens of thousands of monks, abandoned that loathsome grave-digging activity. The source came from Kunlun, which had existed for hundreds of years!

"At that time, Kunlun was regarded as the homeland by the monks of the world. Monks from all over the world were attracted to Kunlun. Although Kunlun came from all over the world, those who came to Kunlun were low-level or even impoverished, but there were many, ultimately there would be several or even dozens of talented ones, just like my senior brother Qingcheng, he was the most outstanding in the world."

"Kunlun was so powerful that it naturally attracted the attention of your ancients. Three households sent people to visit and discussed with the elders at the entrance for three days and three nights before leaving. At that time, I was a small disciple at the gate, too many things. I didn't know what they were discussing, but after that day, Kunlun began to consciously expel some disciples who had just begun cultivation. For a while, Kunlun on the road, everyone was worried about becoming the next person expelled by the school. This situation lasted for two years. At that time, Kunlun had no low-level disciples. Before being expelled, I stepped into the Basic Building with the help of the old samurai.

As the sound fell, the blind old man raised his hand, an invisible aura falling on Ye Fengsheng's legs and belly. He overcame the power he had just been brewing for so long, causing him to collapse on the ground in agony.

Ye Fengsheng waited in the back. When he waited for the array to start, when the sky turned, he escaped. He preferred to die in thunder and flames, rather than being crushed in the transmission of the array, nor did he really want to be turned into a puppet by this old thing and taken back by the ancients. That would be an unimaginable disaster.

But for hundreds of years, this blind Old Lu had been digging graves and tombs, absorbing a lot of dead air from bones. It had a keen sense of the muscles of the human body. Even a blind man, the force hidden in Ye Feng's voice was obviously captured by it. Once it was hit, it would break.

Ye Fengsheng took a deep breath, still not giving up the thought of seeking death. In his eyes, the black Buddha called Qingzhi had thousands of capabilities, and still was blind. No matter how strong his perception, he could only feel, not see with his own eyes. Then everything is another matter!

"I know what you're thinking now. Don't blame me for the big bullying the small, ants still secretly live. I will give you a way to live. Your industry is arrogant, unwilling to leave. Then you are dead. What happens to your corpse after you die? That's my business. After you die, who cares about the flood behind you?"

The blind old Taoist said lightly: "If you want to live, promise me to learn meditation. If you disagree, better wipe your neck now to save trouble. If you want to escape in front of me, you can ask Brother Ye Er who taught you this key. Do you have this assurance?"