The Greatest System With 100 Million Life Prizes
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Chapter 129: Old Grandpa Has Arrived
When Jiang Cheng arrived, he saw thousands of craftsmen scattering in all directions.
The sky was filled with people, resembling an already stirred beehive.
What the hell is going on?
He stopped people haphazardly and asked, "Brother, what happened?"
The artisans of the Lingtai Sect were in a hurry. When he was about to get angry, he saw the spiritual strength of others and quickly smiled.
"Reporting to Master, the Holy Land of Not Speaking is preparing to go to war with the Mingxin Holy Land!"
"In this level of fighting, it is easy to engage innocent people. One strike from a Holy Enlightenment could annihilate us, so we all fled to save lives."
Oh, so the Holy Land of Not Speaking is very enthusiastic.
Jiang Cheng planned to fly in, but he thought for a while and gave up on the idea.
Just like the Bayun Hall back then, this sect had a strong foundation.
There were many experts, and if he went alone, he would not be able to see everyone and would most likely be killed.
So he had to figure out a way to deal with them all at once.
He looked around and saw that other than the craftsmen scattering in all directions, there were also a large number of experts flying towards the entrance of the Not Speaking Holy Land.
The Holy Land of Not Speaking had over ten thousand disciples and not all of them stayed in the sect every day.
Many people have formed their own related strength or are undergoing exercises outside.
After tens of millions of years, they have become a force that should not be underestimated.
This time, when they carried out an attack into the central region, the sect summoned all of these outside experts to help.
This was the foundation of the sacred ground, and the Flying Immortal Sect was completely incomparable.
If not for Cheng Ge's strong support, it would probably have taken over a hundred million years to reach this height.
From the outside, you can't see any ordinary mountain gates.
Everyone flew into the sky and then exclaimed "open," disappearing in that place.
Jiang Cheng knew that this should be the power of the conversational method.
Unfortunately, even though he had the Divine Vessel Witch Seed, he had never studied witchcraft and did not know how to do it.
Unless he was planning to forcibly break through the ban and kill inside.
After thinking for a moment, he had a clever idea. He found a secluded spot and transformed himself into the appearance of the Ring Mirror Elder.
Although he had never seen the elder's true form, he had met his true spiritual awareness twice, so he looked exactly the same.
Only the aura still belonged to the Holy Enlightenment.
This was enough, because none of those outside of it were Holy Enlightenment.
Using the divine sense to investigate, they would only find a deep and infinite power.
When he appeared again, everyone on the field stopped, confused and crawled on the ground. Many people even fell straight from the sky.
Not because Jiang Cheng acted, but because they did not dare to stay in the sky.
The Elder Mirror Ring was a powerful force in the fifth stage of Holy Enlightenment. His reputation had already spread throughout the entire Qianling Domain.
In the area around the holy land, he was like a god figure known to everyone.
In front of him, who would dare to fly?
Who would dare fly over his head?
Thump, thump, a bunch of people kneeling down.
They were all who came to support the Holy Land of Not Speaking.
"Greetings, Old Grandpa!"
"Anyway, Master!"
"Anyway, Senior Uncle Master. I, Wu Rong, am the eldest disciple of your Elder Wu Zhen. Fifty thousand years ago, I was entitled to meet with Senior Uncle Master in person. Do you still remember me?"
"Greetings, Senior Great Uncle Master. I, Xue Ji, used to be a disciple of the Non-Speaking Pavilion. Three hundred thousand years ago, I established a family outside on Master's orders. This is my incompetent descendant ..."
"You all immediately kneel to our ancestors!"
"Old Master, why don't you come out of the sect to the outside?"
The Elder Mirror Ring has lived in the world for millions of years. His disciples and grandchildren were already famous figures, whereas these people were only the disciples and grandchildren of those disciples.
However, most of them were at the level of the Dao Kingdom, and now they were all powerful forces in their own right.
Amongst them there were even Ninth Stage craftsmen of the Dao Kingdom, the kind that could make Xiang Gao tremble in the Qianxing Empire.
And now, everyone was kneeling in front of Jiang Cheng.
Given the younger generation of the Heaven God Sect and Lingtai, do they have the qualifications to speak in this event?
Simply obediently lying on the ground, maintaining intimate contact with the earth, and that was enough.
This made Cheng Ge very happy.
He snorted coldly, showing a powerful attitude.
"You think you can guess how Old Grandpa acted?"
"We wouldn't dare! We wouldn't dare!"
"Please forgive us, Old Grandpa!"
"We deserve to die a thousand times more!"
If Old Grandfather really wanted to kill them with any thought, it would be as easy as flipping a palm.
"Alright, alright, you're all a bunch of useless idiots!"
Who needs him to memorize the method of entry? The disciples guarding the restrictions were already kneeling on the ground, opening the restrictions to welcome Old Grandfather in.
(Late of this chapter)
Going inside was like entering another world.
Inside, fog and murky swirled around, creating a beautiful and mystical scene.
So many palaces were slapped as far as the eye could see, hanging in the air like the Mingxin Holy Land.
However, in terms of layout and grandeur, this place was far more advanced than the Mingxin Holy Land.
Groups of spirit birds sometimes flew in the sky, emitting a melodious sound.
The mountain peaks hidden behind clouds and fog, with waterfalls and flowing springs, could be seen everywhere. There were even tier eight and nine spirit medicines, and many higher level precious treasures growing within them.
Spiritual energy was abundant, and with each breath, it refreshed one's heart. It really resembles heaven on earth.
Jiang Cheng looked on with great excitement.
This place would become a new residence for the FeiXian Sect, and he felt a light excitement at the thought of it.
Looking at the group of experts who were following him, he swung his hand.
"Everyone, follow the Sect Leader!"
Hearing these words, everyone's spirit surged.
Originally, they had thought that after entering, they would be ruled by the seniors from different peaks.
However it turned out, they would be personally dispatched by the Sect Leader. It feels like a great honor.
"All right!"
"Good job!"
"Close and don't miss the Sect Leader's orders!"
Everyone was full of vigor, hoping to do a performance in the air directly there to gain the Sect Leader's affection.
A group of thousands of people advanced with great majesty, heading towards the center of the mountain gate.
After flying for hundreds of miles, a group of thousands of followers appeared.
Looking at Jiang Cheng, the few seniors and the Holy Child swiftly stopped their clouds and respectfully knelt down.
"Greetings, Uncle Master!"
"Greetings, Great Teacher Uncle. Why are you here?"
"We think you've been in the Heavenly Primordial Palace discussing the matter ..."
Jiang Cheng now roughly understood the status and importance of this Officer of the Mirror Ring. He remained indifferent as he met them and his face even turned cold.
"You demons, do I have to report my whereabouts to you wherever I go?"
"We dare not, we dare not ..."
"These disciples deserved to die a thousand times ..."
"Please forgive us, Old Master!"
Seeing the seniors and the Holy Child behaving respectfully like they had treated him before, Wurong, Xueji, and the others could not help but hold their heads high, feeling extremely proud.
Different when with the Sect Leader.
Normally, when returning to the sect, they would have to bow and greet the Holy Child and the seniors.
But now, they were already considered as part of the Sect Leader's close circle, even if it meant beautifying their reputation a little.
"Have you all gathered here?"
In truth, Jiang Cheng was unsure about the setting up of this Silent Language Holy Land.
But he thought it was just a trivial matter, simply gathering the strength and experts from the different peaks.
In the end, they would divide the responsibilities and tasks, then set out to attack the central area.
"Yes, right."
"Alright, follow me!"
These people did not dare to refuse, hurriedly joining in. Thus, the group behind him grew larger.