"Leave the Ancient Continent..."
Yao Yifei listened to Ling Tian's promise and finally nodded and agreed.
After that, she returned to the room alone and began to refine the low-grade emperor crystal.
There are still five years left before the raging space power inside and outside Tianmen is completely subdued.
Yao Yifei was busy refining low-grade imperial crystals to improve her cultivation.
Naturally, Ling Tian had no intention of wasting these five years.
After walking out of the Chaos Hall and leaving Rihong Island, he rushed to the Hunling Holy Land.
In the ancient continent, there is no place more suitable for practicing the Chaos Scripture than the place where the Chaos Sword Master sits in the Chaos Holy Land.
After traveling quickly for more than ten days, Ling Tian appeared at the Holy Bell Square in the Holy Land of Hunlings.
Everything here doesn't seem to have changed much.
It just became a lot cleaner.
I think someone should have cleaned the Saint Bell Square recently.
"Uncle Lingtian!"
Ling Tian stepped towards the Chaos Bell and was about to enter the place where the Chaos Sword Master sat.
A voice descended from the sky at this moment.
Ling Tian turned his head and looked into the void, and saw Ling Fu's figure flying past.
After a few breaths, it landed in front of him.
"Uncle Lingtian, grandma invites you!"
Lingfu stood in front of Ling Tian and bowed to Ling Tian.
"grandmother?"
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, then immediately thought, "Are you talking about the Holy Emperor Lingxi?"
"Exactly."
Lingfu nodded and said, "Grandma guessed that you would come to Hunling Holy Land to practice, so she specifically asked me to pay attention. She asked you to go to her place after you come to Hunling Holy Land."
"Okay, lead the way."
Ling Tian readily agreed.
Since Holy Emperor Lingxi invited him, he had no reason to refuse.
It just so happened that he had something he wanted to discuss with Holy Emperor Lingxi.
"Uncle Master, please come with me."
Lingfu bowed to Lingtian again.
Then he turned around and led Ling Tian to the underground ice cave of Hunling Peak.
This ice cave is the real forbidden area of Hunling Holy Land.
Except for the Hunling Holy Lord, no one has the right to step into it.
Ling Fu led Ling Tian to the entrance of the ice cave and stopped, "Uncle, grandma is inside, please go in by yourself if you can."
"Um."
Ling Tian nodded slightly and looked towards the ice cave.
After he walked out in two steps, he came to stand in front of the ice cave door.
The ice wall blocking the front automatically rose upwards.
When Ling Tian stepped into it, a cold air rushed towards him.
At the same time, the ice wall fell, trapping it inside.
However, Ling Tian was not panicked by this.
He just looked at the center of the ice cave.
There, there is an ice coffin.
Lying quietly inside was a young woman in white.
There is no doubt that the woman is the Holy Emperor Lingxi.
"Junior Ling Tian has met Holy Emperor Lingxi."
Ling Tian came to stand in front of the ice coffin and bowed to the ice coffin.
"Ling Tian, you are here."
The words of Holy Emperor Lingxi came from the ice coffin.
However, judging from the appearance of Holy Emperor Lingxi, it seemed that he had no intention of stepping out of the ice coffin.
This made Ling Tian feel a little uncomfortable, as if he was talking to a dead person.
Feeling strange in his heart, Ling Tian had no intention of offending Holy Emperor Lingxi. He asked respectfully to Holy Emperor Lingxi, "I wonder what the senior wants to do with this junior?"
"Chaos Scripture, what level have you reached in your cultivation?"
Holy Emperor Lingxi asked Ling Tiandao straightforwardly.
"Seventy-two floors!"
Ling Tian replied.
"Seventy-two floors?"
Holy Emperor Lingxi muttered to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, another ice wall rose up on the side of the ice cave.
A strange noise came out, attracting Ling Tian's attention.
When he looked sideways, he found another secret room here.
There was a long scroll hanging in the secret room, facing his direction.
"This is……"
Ling Tian stared in front of him in surprise, feeling that this painting was quite magical.
Invisibly, it seems to explain the avenue of chaos.
"This is the chaotic picture scroll left by Gu Chen during his lifetime. It was made by spending his remaining energy in the last ten years when his deadline was approaching."
The calm words of Holy Emperor Lingxi came out from the ice coffin again.
"Gu Chen?"
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment.
"That's the Chaos Sword Master."
Holy Emperor Lingxi explained, "Originally, I should have given this painting to you when you practiced the Chaos Scripture to the sixty-fifth level. But I was not willing to part with it at that time..."
Cultivation to the sixty-fifth level of the Chaos Scripture means cultivating oneself to become a saint.
Only by cultivating oneself to become a saint can one understand the Chaos Picture Scroll.
Otherwise, the content on the scroll would be like a fantasy.
In the current ancient continent, only Ling Tian can understand this painting.
Cang Ya and He Lian Zi also practiced the Chaos Scripture.
But now, they have not practiced the Chaos Scripture to the sixty-fifth level.
In fact, even the sixty-fourth level has not been completed.
It has been hundreds of years since the Chaos Sword Master fell.
Over the past hundreds of years, Holy Emperor Lingxi has kept this painting to reflect on things and people.
"Now, senior, are you willing to give up?"
Ling Tian knew the relationship between Holy Emperor Lingxi and the Sword Master of Chaos, and could also understand how Holy Emperor Lingxi missed the Sword Master of Chaos.
Lying alone in an ice coffin for hundreds of years, that kind of loneliness is simply not something ordinary people can endure.
But Holy Emperor Lingxi endured it.
Perhaps it was this painting that kept her going until now.
"hehe……"
Holy Emperor Lingxi smiled and did not answer Ling Tian's question directly.
In fact, the answer is obvious, she is not willing to give up.
But this was the intention of the Chaos Sword Master, to leave the painting to his descendants.
Ling Tian is the successor and has reached the qualification to inherit this painting.
She had no reason to hold on to the painting any longer.
"Senior Lingxi! The Chaos Sword Master is not dead!"
Ling Tian could not see the expression of Holy Emperor Lingxi through the ice coffin.
But he could also hear the sadness in Holy Emperor Lingxi's voice.
He couldn't bear the sadness of Holy Emperor Lingxi alone, so he simply told a guess he had always made.
"Gu Chen is not dead?"
Holy Emperor Lingxi heard Ling Tian's words.
Opening the ice coffin, he suddenly sat up from the ice coffin.
But when she looked at Ling Tian, she shook her head, "At the beginning, Gu Chen died beside me, and it was me who accompanied him on the last journey of his life."
"Senior Lingxi."
Seeing that Holy Emperor Lingxi didn't believe his words, Ling Tian had no choice but to smile and said, "Those in the small world will have their souls pass through the mountains of the undead in the underworld, where they have a one-in-a-million chance of resurrection. The Chaos Sword Master is sitting here After being transformed here, the soul will not be destroyed, so it will naturally go to the Mountains of the Dead."
"One in ten million?"
Holy Emperor Lingxi was slightly absent-minded, "The possibility is one in ten million, how slim..."
"I can't guarantee whether the other souls who have passed through the Mountains of the Dead will become one of those ten million and be resurrected. But the Chaos Sword Master must have been resurrected in the Mountains of the Dead."
Ling Tian's eyes were sincere, his words were sonorous, and he spoke with great determination.
"How can you guarantee that?"
Holy Emperor Lingxi looked at Ling Tian with full expectation.
I hope Ling Tian can explain why.
No one in this world hopes that the Chaos Sword Master is still alive more than she does.
But she was afraid, and Ling Tian just said what he said just to comfort her.
Afraid of the feeling of having hope and then having it dashed...
