"The teacher said part of it," Li Changshou said, "The disciple only knows that the master buried in the sarcophagus once competed with the demon ancestor Luohu, and was defeated and killed in half a move.

His body was not damaged, and he was stored on the Lingjiu Mountain. The coffin lamp gave birth to spiritual wisdom by itself, refining the sarcophagus and the corpse into one, turning it into the Taoist Lanting.”

"It's true, you know so much is enough."

The Tongtian Sect Master changed his voice and asked, "How long will the killing disaster last?"

"One or two hundred years, or two or three hundred years," Li Changshou said, "You should be able to calculate it, uncle."

The leader of Tongtian Sect said: "I'm too lazy to calculate... You can go out of the Chaos Sea during this period and accompany me to block the Chaos Bell? You can return in only fifty years at the latest.

We will only try once, if it doesn't work this time, then I will give up."

Li Changshou blinked: "Uncle Master, have you found the trace of the Chaos Bell?"

"Naturally," said the leader of Tongtian, smiling calmly, "I have fought with it for so many years and I know it quite well, but it was not convenient to say it outright just now.

In this way, you can find a reason and an excuse. Let's go out to the Chaos Sea openly and secretly get the Chaos Bell back. After the matter is done, you will be seven and three. As long as the Chaos Bell helps me to overcome this disaster, the treasure will be yours in the future.

how?"

Li Changshou:...
Chapter completed!