Chapter 10182 Negotiation
But no matter what, in Ye Chen's heart, there is no ultimate god in this world.
Because if there was an ultimate god, there wouldn't be so many fights, killings and ugliness in the world.
If you want to control your own destiny, instead of kneeling down to pray, you should practice diligently and improve yourself.
"Brother Ye, the Temple of the Heavenly Mother is just ahead. I will take you to see the high priest."
Qin Aofeng pointed to a magnificent temple floating in the sky in the distance.
The plaque of the temple was printed with three golden characters "Tianmu Temple", and the divine light shone brightly.
Ye Chen nodded, followed Qin Aofeng and flew up in the wind, flying towards the Heavenly Mother Palace.
The Temple of Heavenly Mother was built by Qinglian Daozu himself. He wanted his descendants to believe in Heavenly Mother.
In this way, it is possible for the Heavenly Mother he created to accumulate enough power of faith to reach the top and become the ultimate god.
Later, there were rumors that the Heavenly Mother really ascended to the other side of the starry sky and became the ultimate god.
Qinglian Daozu has been looking forward to it, hoping that his wife, the goddess he created with his own hands, will one day take him to the other side of the starry sky.
But in the end he didn't wait, he only waited for Tyrant Cang Lei's sword.
On the way to Jiulian Time and Space, Ye Chen heard some legends about the Heavenly Mother from Qin Aofeng.
Although Qinglian Daozu took great pains and made repeated orders, he asked all his descendants to believe in the Heavenly Mother.
However, descendants like Qin Aofeng did not abide by the instructions of their ancestors.
Because the Heavenly Mother did not show any favor after her ascension, nor did she take Qinglian Dao Ancestor with her to ascend.
This made the descendants of Qinglian Daozu quite critical. They did not respect the Heavenly Mother in their hearts. Although they worshiped her on the surface, they still only respected Qinglian Daozu in their hearts.
When Ye Chen came to Tianmu Temple, he saw this palace complex. In the center of the gathering place of Tianmai spiritual energy, a high tower was built, which was listed as "Qinglian Ancient Pagoda". The incense here was only for Qinglian Daozu. It has the most worshipers and the most devout prayers.
In front of the Qinglian Ancient Pagoda, an old man with a cane, a wrinkled face, and an old face that almost fell to his shoulders, was presiding over the incense offering.
The most striking feature of the old man is that he has a long, shaggy gray beard that almost hangs to the ground.
"High Priest, I'm back."
Qin Aofeng stepped forward and bowed to the gray-bearded old man.
The gray-bearded old man nodded, his turbid eyes shone brightly, as sharp as a blade. He glanced at Ye Chen, which was in great contrast with the aging look on his face full of wrinkles.
"Is this Mr. Ye Shitian?"
The gray-bearded old man's voice was old and somewhat feeble. The sharpness in his eyes sank as he smiled, and his eyes became cloudy again, as if he was really just an old man who fell down at the slightest breeze.
"I've met the senior Ye Shitian."
Ye Chen bowed his hands.
The old man with a gray beard smiled and said: "No need to be too polite. You gave me the money for the incense. One million source jade. Haha, just call me Gray Beard. That's what the master of the palace calls me."
"As for my real name, haha, I have even forgotten it. I have lived too long and the years have worn it out too much."
Ye Chen remained silent, still maintaining the courtesy of handing over his hands.
Gray Beard leaned on a cane and said, "Let's go inside and have a chat." He turned around and entered the Qinglian Ancient Pagoda.
Ye Chen and Qin Aofeng followed Gray Beard in and walked straight up the ancient tower to the third floor.
There's no one else here, it's very quiet.
Gray Beard made a cup of tea for Ye Chen slowly and said, "I heard that you killed the ancestor of the Yin Witch?"
Ye Chen sat down to drink tea generously, while maintaining the etiquette of a guest, and said: "Killing the ancestor of the Yin Witch is not the result of the next person, but..."
Graybeard waved his hand and said: "They are all the same, there is no difference. Anyway, that sword with the crown is now in your hand?"
Ye Chen said: "Yes."
Gray Beard's cloudy eyes flashed with brilliance again, like a sword, he lowered his head and said nothing.
Qin Aofeng said: "High Priest, there is a Yin tribesman named Prince Yin Xing, who may be lurking here."
Gray Beard showed an expression that he had known for a long time, waved his hand and said: "Aofeng, I know everything. Please step back first. I have something that I want to talk to Mr. Ye alone."
Qin Aofeng was full of doubts, but he still responded: "Yes." He turned around and retreated.
Only Ye Chen and Gray Beard were left in the tower.
Graybeard's eyes were still as sharp as a blade, and he said to Ye Chen:
"Master Ye, I heard that when you came to worship Qinglian Daozu this time, you wanted to entrust us to help cast some physical body?"
Ye Chen said: "Exactly! I have an elder. Her body was destroyed, leaving only a lone soul. And due to some taboo reasons, it is difficult to resurrect, so she can only recast her body to calm her soul."
Gray Beard nodded and said: "You have found the right person. In terms of the means of casting the body, there is no force in the world that can compare with me, Jiulian Spacetime. The former Qinglian Taoist Supreme, once cast the body shell of the Heavenly Mother with his own hands. He The craftsmanship has been passed down, and no one can surpass it to this day.”
Ye Chen said happily: "Then please ask senior to take action!"
Graybeard, like an old fox, narrowed his eyes and smiled, and said: "You can ask us to take action. If you hand over the sword, you can say anything."
Hearing this, Ye Chen's expression changed and he said: "Senior, do you want to hold a sword?" (End of Chapter)