Chapter 760: The Tumbled Ancestral Hall

Chang Buma did not have time to think. He knew that Meng Zhen was definitely not dead. His thoughts flashed, and he was behind Ji Hao in an instant: “Die!”

Ji Hao was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and he was suddenly attacked. He didn’t have Meng Huan Zhen’s luck. Whoever helped him was only able to stagger a little bit of the vital points, and he was hit hard on his back.

But first Meng Zhen, then Ji Hao, with the time difference between the two, Ji Hao was not as unprepared as Meng Zhen, and was already able to move. Ji Hao was worthy of being one of the strongest people in the world today. At the same time he took the blow, his elbow also hit Chang Bumei’s chest.

Chang Bumei’s chest collapsed, and he went away with a bloody knock, still with a strange laugh: “With your death, the country will be in chaos, hahaha…”

Ji Hao spewed a mouthful of blood, half-kneeling on the ground, and feeling extremely remorseful. He understood Chang Bumei’s meaning. He didn’t want anyone to unify the country and the mountains in one piece. If Meng Zhen was on top, he would attack Meng Zhen. If he, Ji Hao, was on top, he would attack Ji Hao. In short, he wanted to separate the nine cauldrons so that no one could gather them. In other words, when he encouraged himself to let the heavenly way transform the cauldrons, there must have been a secret plot.

But it was too late to realize this now. His life was about to end. At most, he could forcefully suppress his injuries and suppress other Daoists from compromising, but it was no longer possible to unify by force.

And Meng Zhen? Where is she?

Ji Hao could not sense any sign of Meng Hanzhen’s existence.

No trace of her remains?

That shouldn’t be…

A loud noise interrupted Ji Hao’s thoughts. It was the sound of the Qiankun Cauldron falling to the ground.

From the moment the two of them were thrown into the air and fell, until Meng Zhen’an disappeared, Ji Hao was injured, and Chang Baimai left, all of this happened in the blink of an eye. It was only at this time that the falling Qiankun Ding had just landed, creating a crater several miles deep.

The underground water gushed out and quickly formed a pool.

The aura of the Qiankun Ding slowly spread out, as if in a dream.

Ji Hao struggled to take the sword of the Emperor of the Universe into his hands and stood up with the sword in his hand. In the middle of the pond, the Qiankun Ding slowly floated up.

Ji Hao reached out and gently stroked the body of the cauldron: “Go, buddy, you’re mine. It’s a shame about the price…”

He paused, smiled wryly and shook his head.

At this moment, a young man and woman rushed over from the other side and saw Xingpoyunmiao by the pond at a glance. The young man picked up the sword with trembling hands and looked at Ji Hao angrily.

Ji Hao suddenly turned his head, and the dazzling light scared the young man and woman into not moving, and they turned and ran with clenched teeth. Ji Hao raised his palm as if to attack, but his chest suddenly hurt, and he could only watch as the young man slipped away.

The ancestral hall of the sect, a thousand years later.

In the midst of the crack in space, the repulsive force of the counterattack made it impossible for everyone to maintain their cultivation techniques, and they were all scattered and knocked into the walls of the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall, which had been reinforced by the nighttime formation, could not withstand such an impact, and the ancestral hall collapsed with a “crash”.

It seemed to symbolize that this sacred place of the stars and the moon, an independent ancestral hall used only to enshrine the portrait of the ancestor, seemed to have no meaning of existence anymore.

Xue Qingqiu and Chang Bumaie clapped their hands together, and everyone was thrown out of time and space by the shock. At the critical moment, Xue Mu pulled Meng Huan’s wrist and pulled him out.

In the eyes of people a thousand years ago, she was also dead… no trace of her remains?

This has no effect on any cause and effect, but it has successfully saved her…

No, maybe it still affected the cause and effect, like that piece of debris? This cause and effect is huge…

Or perhaps Meng Huan was never dead in the first place, but rather had traveled a thousand years into the future? Is this the true historical fact?

Yuan Zhong’s technique of reversing the cause and effect seems to have worked. What the hell is the reverse cause and effect? It’s obvious that he doesn’t know what is the cause and what is the effect…

Xue Mu didn’t have the time to think about these kinds of logic, and it didn’t seem necessary to think about it anymore.

He could feel her soft warmth beneath him, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest. Her soft breath tickled his cheek, and it smelled so good.

It was no longer a dream, but a real person.

Xue Mu raised his head with difficulty, shaking off the beams and tiles that had buried his head.

Meng Zhen was really lying under him, looking at him with eyes that were both unbelieving and confused, and also full of unspeakable surprise.

“Am I… dreaming?”

“No, this is real.”

“Where am I?” Meng Zhen really had no intention of getting up. In this place of ruins, it looked like a fairyland to her.

Xue Mu had not yet answered, and an old voice said, “Xue Mu, you have killed me. This karma… you actually really took a thousand years… Oh, how should I put it…”

Meng Zhen looked over and said, “Who is this monk with such a weak aura of karma? I know a monk named Yuan Yin, he’s very good at this. I’ll ask him to teach you. He was also seriously injured before. I don’t know if he was able to grab the karma cauldron. If he dies, there’s nothing we can do…”

Yuan Zhong was in tears. I’m so sorry that I’m so weak… Oh no, after Liao Yin grabbed the cauldron, he lived for a few more years. Thanks for your concern… Oh no, it’s really amazing that you know Liao Yin. Can you sign my book? The old monk didn’t know where to start, and for the first time in his life, he wanted to swear at his mother.

Xue Mu burst into laughter, and Meng Zhen was really confused and blinked his eyes.

Then he saw three beautiful faces in front of him. One was graceful, one was innocent, and one was seductive. All three faces were full of curiosity, as if they were watching some rare treasure.

Meng Zhen slowly widened his eyes. The beauty of these women was secondary, but the aura of two of them… that technique…

Then the pure girl with the dark night aura squatted down and poked Meng Zhen’s face: “When I was a child, I almost got beaten to death by my master for poking at the portrait… This is a living ancestor haha…”

Xue Qingqiu slapped her on the back of the head.

Immediately, the night became a child and began to roll around: “I’m still young…”

Meng Zhen was stunned, and Xue Mu’s forehead was dripping with sweat.

Xue Qingqiu, with a smile on his face, said, “Xue Qingqiu, the 50th generation descendant of the Xingyue Sect, and Qin Yingye, greet the Patriarch… I suggest that the Patriarch change his posture when greeting the descendants. This is not very elegant.”

Meng Zhen was still lying down, and Xue Mu was still lying on top of her…

She was dumbfounded.

Qin Wuye almost burst out laughing. She thought this was too funny. Before, she had been so eager to participate in this matter, and at least 80% of the reason was to see this scene. Now that it had really happened, it was too interesting.

Xue Qingqiu was also laughing, rolling around in the night, Yuan Zhong was crouching in the corner muttering, and countless people from the Star Moon Sect were gathered around, all extremely nervous: “Master? Who pushed down the ancestral hall?”

Xue Qingqiu’s tone was cold: “Your ancestors have all been pushed over, let alone a shrine.”

Amidst the feathers, Xue Mu, with a sweaty face, picked up Meng Zhen, who was dazed, and ran away without a trace.