Fantasy: I choose Yaochi at the beginning, I just want to sign in silently!

When he heard the words of the Ancient Great Sage, Chu Yang was stunned at first, and then his pupils shrank, and a thought of "leaving here immediately" rose in his heart subconsciously.

Chu Yang is now very jealous of even the Dao King, let alone the Ancient Great Sage.

A big guy of this level, it is estimated that a single thought can suppress him, and he can't run away.

But soon, Chu Yang reacted.

He has been in for so long, and he has not found the breath of the Ancient Sage, let alone seen any Ancient Sage in this refining room.

If there really is an ancient sage here, if he really wants to do something to him, then he has to wait until the turtle pattern spirit cauldron reminds him?

So.

Chu Yang calmed down, looked around, glanced at it, and at the same time, his divine sense reached out and searched.

But he didn't find any breath of the ancient sage.

Chu Yang's brows furrowed slightly, and the doubtful thoughts were passed to the turtle pattern spirit cauldron, full of inquiries.

"Where is the breath of the Great Sage?"

Seeing Chu Yang questioning himself.

The Turtle Pattern Spirit Cauldron suddenly became anxious, and it sent an idea again, indicating that it had really sensed the familiar aura of the Ancient Great Sage.

"Familiar?"

At this time, Chu Yang grasped the key point, and a stunned expression appeared on his face.

If he's not mistaken.

The turtle pattern spirit pot is also an ancient holy soldier, which was originally a turtle shell with divinity shed by the ancient divine beast Xuanwu, and was later refined into an ancient holy soldier by an ancient great sage, which is what it is now.

And the great sage of antiquity......

Can you survive until now?!

Terran monks, although extremely talented, are proud of all races!

But in terms of longevity, it is weaker than other races.

The ancient sage, no matter how strong he is, is just a great sage, and with the help of various life-prolonging holy medicines, it is difficult to live for ten thousand years.

Even if you take the legendary elixir of immortality, you will only live one more life, ten thousand more years.

Unless, the cultivation has special exercises and supernatural powers, or he has a peerless physique.

For example, Chu Yang, the combination of the innate Holy Body Dao Fetus and the Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Strength directly allowed him to awaken the first Divine Elephant Particle and have a longevity yuan!

Well...... Besides.

There may be secret methods and treasures that can seal themselves in order to avoid the erosion of the river of time and survive to this day.

This is, the turtle pattern spirit cauldron once again came with thoughts: "It's not the ancient sage, but the breath left by him." "

“......"

Only then did Chu Yang understand, and at the same time he was a little helpless, feeling that this turtle pattern spirit pot should not have a good brain.

It's not the ancient sage, you said it earlier, why I've been here for so long.

Hey...... No, it doesn't have a brain.

After thinking about it, Chu Yang simply put the turtle pattern spirit cauldron out of the sea of wheels, and asked it to find the familiar breath of the ancient saint soldier.

Anyway, in this refining room, it has been shrouded in a dark fog used by Chu Yang, as long as there is no particularly big movement, it will not attract the attention of Ying Tian and Senior Sister Zhang not far away.

"Wow!"

The turtle pattern spirit cauldron slowly came out of the Chuyang wheel sea, and it seemed to be a little reluctant.

For it.

In the sea of Chuyang Wheel, enjoying the warmth of the majestic life essence on the Wheel of Life, it is simply a comfortable environment.

It's much better than when it was in the sea of the Great Sage of the Ancients!

The "good environment" is used to it, so let it come out and feel the aura of heaven and earth that is so "thin" in the outside world, it naturally can't look at it, and even dislikes it a little.

However, Chu Yang's order, it didn't dare not disobey, so it could only obediently come out of the sea of wheels.

Subsequently.

In order not to continue to stay out of here.

The tortoiseshell spirit cauldron didn't talk nonsense, it took a turn, and flew directly in one direction in the refining room, and came to a wall.

It just wanted to slam into the wall with all its might, knocking it open.

Chu Yang immediately stopped it: "Stop! Don't bump!"

If it really hits it, the movement is not small, and the traces will be exposed immediately.

"Don't you see a door here? "

Chu Yang reluctantly walked to the other side of the wall, where there was a door, and when he pushed it open, there was a room inside.

The turtle pattern spirit cauldron didn't think about this, it just wanted to find the "thing" with the breath of the ancient sage as soon as possible, and then hand it over to Chu Yang, so that it could go back to its "nest" and stay in it, and enjoy the warmth.

It was extremely fast, and it swooped straight into the room.

Chu Yang also followed.

Subsequently.

I saw the turtle pattern spirit cauldron staying in front of a shelf.

On that shelf, there were several palm-sized, delicately constructed magic weapons.

Chu Yang took a closer look and found that these magic weapons were very similar to some kind of altar, and they were also imprinted with some weird formation patterns, as well as weird patterns such as ghost eyes and bloody hands.

Chu Yang stepped forward, picked up a small altar, looked at it carefully, and perceived it carefully.

But he didn't find any "ancient sage" breath.

"This is just a very ordinary magic weapon, where is there any breath of the ancient sage?"

He looked at the turtle pattern cauldron again, his eyes full of doubt.

The turtle pattern spirit cauldron turned in a circle, and then the simple texture of the turtle shell suddenly appeared purple and shone all over the house.

Subsequently.

The purple mang was very precise, covering the small altar in Chu Yang's hand.

At the same time.

Chu Yang, as the owner of the turtle pattern spirit cauldron, felt empathetic and experienced a "familiar" atmosphere.

This moment.

Chu Yang seemed to see an ancient sage with monstrous demonic flames, holding a weapon with an indistinct style, standing proudly in the air, with boundless power!

Even if it was just a phantom in a trance, it didn't have any power or momentum.

Chu Yang could also feel the powerful power from this ancient sage from this phantom!

"This is, the Great Sage of the Ancients......"

This is the first time Chu Yang has "seen" a strong person in such a realm.

I couldn't help but sigh.

At the same time, there was also a strong fighting spirit in my heart.

Someday.

Wait until he gets stronger.

Be sure to find an opportunity to compete with the powerhouses of this realm!

The Great Sage of the Ancients still has such might.

I don't know how the ancient emperor is outstanding?

Gather your mind.

Chu Yang first withdrew the turtle pattern spirit cauldron into the sea of wheels, and then looked at the strange small altar in his hand.

He already understood.

This weird little altar is not too powerful, but it does hide a trace of the breath of the ancient great sage inside.

Or rather.

This weird little altar was refined for the purpose of "holding" the breath of this ancient sage.

The purpose is clear.

Thinking of the ancient Great Sage phantom that was full of demonic flames just now.

As well as some of the information he had previously obtained from the conversation between Ying Tian and Senior Sister Zhang.

Chu Yang gradually had a vague guess in his heart.

"Isn't it ......"

"This Shadow Demon Sect's plan is for this ancient sage?"

"This Ancient Great Sage is very likely to be a figure from the ancient period of the Shadow Demon Sect. "

"And then, for some unknown reason, it was sealed under the veins of the Yaochi Holy Land?"

"These small altars are the key magic weapons that the Shadow Heavens used to find the ancient Great Holy Shrine. "

“......"