Chapter 45 Red-haired Ancestor

Volume 2 The Second Yuanshen

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Under the steps of the shrine, there is a pavilion on each side, which is higher than the bottom, but there are only two pillars, and the size can only accommodate one person. On one side, a barbarian with a golden ge in his hand, is tall and evil-looking, and the stone statue seems to stand there. The golden ge in his hand is two feet long, and the head is about five feet long. The golden light is dazzling, and it looks very powerful.

Although Zhong Yuan has not practiced those special magic eyes, the similar breath emanating from the two barbarians understands that they are not warriors, but real monks.

Seeing this, Zhong Yuan couldn't help but admire the red-haired ancestor's way. It's nothing for monks to guard the mén, but there is such a case for all major sects. However, the monks who guard mén are so respectful and self-contained, just like an army, it is not possible for ordinary men to do it. You know, monks are very easy-going.

Hong Changbao didn't look at these two people who guarded meén. With Zhong Yuan, he stepped on the stone steps and stepped into the divine palace.

The palace is very tall and magnificent, and the furnishings are also very gorgeous. In the middle, there is a seven-color python throne, and on both sides are full of yiwei with spears and whip sticks in their hands. They are all painted mountain people, short clothes and half arms, waist tiger leather skirts, hands uǐ half luǒ, each wearing a golden ring, lun hair knot, in the form of wild goose

Obviously, that's the seat of the red-haired ancestor. However, at this moment, the red-haired ancestor is not there. Similarly, Hong Changbao ignored these guards at all and turned to the apse. No one dared to stop them.

walked unimpeded all the way to a secret room in the apse.

"The disciple Hong Changbao has something important to report, and I beg the teacher to see him!" This time, Hong Changbao did not break straight, but knelt down respectfully.

Zhong Yuan naturally fell to the ground in a hurry.

Obviously, Hong Changbao is still very favored. As soon as the words fell, the secret room Shi Menen flashed brightly, and then, with the roaring sound, Shi Menen opened to one side.

After Hong Changbao worshipped again, he got up and took Zhong Yuan in.

As soon as he entered, Zhong Yuan saw a man sitting on a white ** as big as a grinding disc. He was dressed in a short coat woven by a peacock, with one shoulder and a short body made of unknown strange beasts, which was no different from ordinary barbarians. However, his appearance surprised Zhong Yuan. Instead of being ugly and fierce, he looked a little elegant. If it hadn't been for his particularly tall figure and red hair like a burning cloud, I'm afraid that no one would have believed that he was a man.

"According to my memory, the red-haired ancestor seems to be particularly caring for naturalized barbarians and Han disciples. This kind of care seems to be beyond Yao Kaijiang, Hong Changbao and others. Maybe this is the reason!"

When Zhong Yuan was secretly looking at it, Hong Changbao had begun to explain the reasons for this visit.

Hearing this, the red-haired ancestor couldn't maintain his original calmness and suddenly stood up, with a lot of excitement on his face. Are you serious?"

"Teacher, how dare I talk nonsense about this?" Hong Changbao hurriedly said.

The red-haired ancestor said nothing more and walked directly to Zhong Yuan. In his eyes, the red light was burning and staring at him. At that time, Zhong Yuan felt that a cold current poured in from the top, straight through the soles of his feet. At this moment, Zhong Yuan only felt that all the secrets in his body had been seen through.

Soon, the red-haired ancestor withdrew his eyes, with a little smile on his face, and said, "Changbao, you, an apprentice, are well received. Although your qualifications are not very good, with such a strong soul tonic, it is not bad. You have to be a good professor. Don't spend such a good seedling.

"Master, don't worry, Zhong Yuan was born in Hongjiazhai. In the future, I still want him to take over to see Gu Hongjiazhai. Naturally, I won't slack off!" Hong Changbao also seemed to be quite complacent, with a smile on his face.

"That's good!" The red-haired ancestor said again, "However, my apprentice came to see me. If there is no gift, it seems that I am too stingy as a master. However, it's best to have a magic weapon that suits you. Well, I'll give you an edict. You can go to see your uncle, let him open the secret library for you, and choose a magic weapon!"

With that, a black iron card suddenly appeared and fell into Zhong Yuan's hand.

"Thank you for your ancestors as soon as possible! You know, in the secret library, there are all the treasures refined by the old man himself, which is much better than the things in the treasure house!" Hong Changbao was also quite surprised when he heard this. You know, he has been following the red-haired ancestor for more than a hundred years, and there are only two treasures that the red-haired ancestor has refined in his hand. This is a lot. Many of his brothers don't have any!

Zhong Yuan didn't expect that seeing the red-haired ancestor had such benefits, and he was naturally overjoyed. At that time, I fell to the ground in a hurry and thanked him repeatedly.

"Okay, get up! I don't need so many false gifts!" The red-haired ancestor said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Master!" Zhong Yuan did not get up directly, but just got up after worshipping again. But he is very clear that it's better to have more etiquette.

After Zhong Yuan got up, the red-haired ancestor said directly, "Now, you begin to feel all the marks of the immortality of the Great Asura in your mind. I want to cast a spell and restore this secret book."

"Yes!" Zhong Yuan did not hesitate at all and immediately responded. Then, he closed his eyes and began to think about the feelings he had gained in his mind, over and over again.

At the moment when Zhong Yuan closed his eyes, the red-haired ancestor flashed and returned to the yù stone futon, sitting on it with his eyes closed. A little man, who was about a foot high, suddenly got out of the top of his head. As soon as the little man appeared, he immediately showed his glory. The infinite blood filled the whole room, and there were countless blood and rains, falling down.

Seeing this, Hong Changbao stood still at that time and did not dare to disturb him at all.

The little man pointed casually, and a crystal clear blood came straight out, and went out of Zhong Yuan's eyebrows.

After a while, the colorful rain that kept pouring down began to gather somewhere in the void, and condensed together, forming more than a dozen strange words. With the passage of time, the light and rain condensed more and more handwriting, and gradually formed a page of chapters, shining in the void.

The only drawback is that there are many places in the middle of this page, and there are vacancies.

After about half an hour, the little man finally stopped and submerged from the top of the red-haired ancestor. All the visions in the original secret room also disappeared, but only that page of the chapter is still there.

At this time, the red-haired ancestor opened his eyes and laughed, "Big Asura is not dead. It's really extraordinary. I hope!"