Life span plundered, I became a detective and achieved immortality

Shengzu Palace, above the main seat.

Yuanxu Saint Ancestor sat upright, his posture was straight, exuding a kind of imposing aura without anger. His eyes were majestic and deep, like two sharp sword lights, sweeping over Mingdao Saint Ancestor and the other five Saint Ancestors one by one. That look seemed to be able to penetrate the soul and see through all the secrets.

Finally, his gaze fixed on the Yunlan Divine Order in the center of the crowd, and he asked in a serious tone. His voice was low and powerful, like a huge bell echoing in the hall, with an irresistible majesty.

"this......"

The faces of the five great saints, including Saint Ancestor Ming Dao, suddenly froze, and a hint of hesitation flashed across their eyes. Their expressions became extremely complicated, with a desire for unknown secrets, fear of potential dangers, and a longing for the possibility of obtaining huge benefits.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Shengzu Palace was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating. The divine light in the palace flickered like a candle in the wind, and the dim light reflected the solemn faces of the people, casting shadows of varying depths.

It would have been fine before, as they did not know the details of the Yunlan Divine Order. If it were not for the fact that the Yunlan Divine Order was much stronger than they had imagined, which left a deep impression on them, they might not even have remembered that there was such a treasure in the treasury. If they had handed it over directly to Xuanmen at that time, they would not have been unwilling.

But now, after the battle just now, although the details of the Yunlan Divine Order are still unclear, one thing is certain, this Yunlan Divine Order is by no means simple, and there must be shocking secrets hidden within it.

Otherwise, how could he attract the covetousness of big figures like Wu Daozi of Yuhua Daoting.

If they could comprehend the secret hidden in the Yunlan Divine Order, it might very well be an opportunity for their Ancient You people to rise. Who knows, even these old guys could make great progress in their cultivation and successfully be promoted to the Lord of a Hundred Daos, or even become stronger.

It is better to rely on yourself than on others. In this cruel world of cultivators, your own cultivation strength is the foundation.

There will always be a day when your backer is no longer reliable.

The Xuanmen might help them once, twice, or three times, but it would never protect them forever.

We are not their parents, so we don’t have that obligation.

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Jiuling Continent, on Yunmeng Lake.

Su Mo stood with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering in the wind. The mysterious patterns embroidered on the corners of his robe were faintly visible, as if telling a mysterious story.

Divine light flashed in his deep eyes, and his gaze was like substance, penetrating through layers of void and reaching the Holy Ancestor Palace. The layers of seemingly indestructible divine array restrictions were nothing under his gaze, and the scene in the Holy Ancestor Palace was clearly reflected in his eyes.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and that playful smile became more obvious. "Next, it depends on what choice the ancient You people make." Although his voice was light, it seemed to carry some kind of mysterious magic, echoing slowly on the calm lake surface, causing the lake water to ripple layer by layer.

Although he had little interest in the Yunlan Divine Order, in his heart, the so-called opportunity left by Taoist Master Yunlan was not worth mentioning at all.

With the help of the golden finger, it is only a matter of time to surpass Taoist Master Yunlan and even break through to above Taoist Master.

To him, this so-called great opportunity was nothing more than an optional embellishment, not even the icing on the cake.

Danger and opportunity coexist. Behind these great opportunities, there are risks. They may be traps carefully set by some old guys.

Selfishness is the nature of intelligent creatures, and this is even more so for powerful cultivators. The only thing they care about most is themselves. How could they promote the younger generation for no reason? Most of them have evil intentions.

Even though he dislikes it, it doesn't mean that he is willing to take the blame for the ancient You people for no reason.

The cause and effect between him and the Ancient You Clan had already been repaid by Xuanmen. To be honest, it was the Ancient You Clan that owed Xuanmen.

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Inside the Shengzu Palace.

The heavy atmosphere was like a solidified lead block, pressing people so hard that they could hardly breathe. Yuanxu Saint Ancestor stared at the suspended Yunlan Divine Order, and the greed in his eyes was like a blazing flame, burning more and more vigorously.

This Yunlan Divine Order may very well be the opportunity for their ancient You people to rise, and the key to their breakthrough to become one of the Hundred Dao Lords.

Once they missed this opportunity, it would be extremely difficult for the Ancient You people to rise again. And the chances of them breaking through to the Hundred Dao Masters were even more slim and could be basically ignored.

Among the six of them, he was the most talented, but he was only at the low-middle level. It was unclear whether he could cultivate to the level of the master of thirty Daos, let alone the master of a hundred Daos. That was simply a pipe dream.

at this time......

Yuanxu Saint Ancestor suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and his whole body shuddered, as if a bucket of ice-cold water had been poured over his head. Beads of sweat fell uncontrollably from his forehead, hitting the ground and splashing tiny dust.

At this time, he still wanted to take the Yunlan Divine Order for himself. It was really foolish.

Do you really think that the Xuanmen high-ranking officials are all fools? By now, they probably already know that the Yunlan Divine Order is in their hands.

It is possible that there is a Taoist master from the Xuanmen sect monitoring everything they do.

Hurry, you must send the Yunlan Divine Order to Xuanmen immediately, it will be too late! If things go wrong, today will be the day when their Ancient Youren Clan will be expelled. Just now, they let Xuanmen take a big blame for them. Who knows, there may be Xuanmen high-level people who are unhappy with them and want to destroy them.

Thinking of this, Saint Yuanxu's body couldn't help but tremble, as if he was shrouded by an invisible fear.

With a move of his spiritual consciousness, he simply told Mingdao Saint Ancestor and the other five Saint Ancestors his guess. In an instant, the five Saint Ancestors were struck by lightning, their faces turned pale as paper, and they sweated like rain, with beads of sweat rolling down. Endless fear and anxiety, like a thick haze, enveloped their entire bodies.

Their bodies as gods were crumbling, like puddles of mud without support, and they almost fell off their thrones.

However, Saint Ancestor Yuanxu no longer cared about his disciples and descendants at this moment. He waved his hand, put away the Yunlan Divine Order, and his figure flashed, turning into a stream of light. He instantly broke through the palace door, quickly left the Saint Ancestor Realm, and hurriedly went to Taimeng Chaos.

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After a few breaths.

"boom......"

A beam of divine light descended from the sky, like a brilliant meteor, landing outside Xuanling Mountain. When the light faded, the embarrassed figure of Yuanxu Saint Ancestor appeared.

His clothes were disheveled, his hair was flying, his expression was full of anxiety and humility, and he shouted loudly: "Seniors of Xuanmen, I, Yuanxu, have something important to discuss with you."

His voice, trembling and pleading, continued to echo at the foot of Xuanling Mountain.

......

After a cup of tea, Saint Ancestor Yuanxu walked out of Xuanling Mountain as if relieved of a heavy burden. The tension on his face disappeared, and his heart was finally at ease.

"Phew... Fortunately, I reacted in time, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous."

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Yunmeng Lake, on a hundred-foot-high ship.

"Whoosh..."

A purple light flashed, and it turned into a palm-sized Yunlan Divine Order and appeared in Su Mo's hand.

Su Mo's mouth curled up slightly, "This ancient Youren tribe is quite sensible."

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. If Saint Ancestor Yuanxu and his men really dared to secretly leave the Yunlan Divine Order and let their Xuanmen take the blame for them, he would definitely let the Guyou people know what the price of greed is.

They in the Xuanmen sect will not tolerate these ungrateful people.

Su Mo gently tossed the Yunlan Divine Order a few times, feeling its unique texture, and then casually put it into the Zixiao Realm.

Although he looked down upon the so-called opportunities in the Yunlan Divine Palace, he did not throw away the Yunlan Divine Order.

There are some things that you can do without, but you can't live without.

You never know when it might come in handy.

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One day later.

Zixiao Realm, Taihuang Heaven.

After successfully harvesting the last Taoist breeding farm, Su Mo couldn't wait to take a look at the attribute panel.

"Hahaha... Good! Good! Good! You are worthy of being the 156th Dao Master. You did not disappoint me."

Su Mo couldn't suppress his excitement and burst into laughter. His laughter echoed in Taihuangtian, like rolling thunder, shaking all directions.

The harvest from capturing the two elders, Yin and Yang, was even greater than he had expected, directly exceeding 500,000 years of lifespan, an increase of more than 2.5 times.

It would not take 80,000 years to successfully accumulate enough lifespan to forge an intermediate or advanced Dao god or demon body.

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Time flies, and soon, fifty thousand years have passed.

Yuhua Chaos, an intermediate chaos center, inside a temple shining with purple light.

Wearing a purple-gold robe and with an extremely noble aura, Yu Shenkong, the fifth son of Yuhua Daoting, sat on the throne with a frown on his face. His handsome face was filled with gloom, like the dark sky before a storm, making people feel depressed and uneasy.

The entire temple was filled with an indescribable sense of oppression.

"I still can't contact the Yin and Yang Elders, damn it, the Yin and Yang Elders are most likely... Could it be that the Xuanmen is really..." Yu Shenkong murmured to himself, with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in his voice, his hands tightly gripping the armrests of the throne, his knuckles turning white and the joints protruding from the force.

"If we still cannot contact Yin and Yang after waiting for another three thousand years, we can only..."

There was a flash of determination in Yu Shenkong's eyes, and he seemed to have made some decision in his heart.

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