After signing in for ten thousand years, the Supreme Patriarch was born!

Although Bian Chen was mentally prepared, he still felt lost in his heart.

As he said, the Dark Moon Sect has now reached the moment of life and death, and urgently needs the ancestor to come out and preside over the overall situation.

But Patriarch...

No response.

Lost, hopeless, come to my heart again.

"Mr. Ye." Bian Chen turned his head to look at Ye Qingtian and asked, "Do you have a way to break the restriction on the stone gate?"

His words were calm but full of expectation.

Ye Qingtian didn't respond, but just quietly looked at the stone gate.

Back then, Bian Guanyue asked him to arrange the restriction on the stone gate.

This is a supreme-level restriction, and of course the emperors of the Dark Moon Sect cannot break it.

But for Ye Qingtian, it is not difficult, and it is easy to crack.

He just pressed his palm on the stone door and pushed it lightly.

buzzing-

The stone gate, which has been covered in dust for thousands of years, is slowly moving upwards.

Bian Chen, who was at the side, couldn't help being dumbfounded when he saw this scene, with shock and puzzlement written all over his face.

This, this is open?

Just...just push it, and then it will open?

So simple?

Could it be that he overcomplicated the problem?

Immediately afterwards, he was ecstatic in his heart and no longer struggled with this problem.

For him, being able to open the stone gate is the greatest blessing.

During the moment of his sluggishness, Ye Qingtian had already walked in.

Seeing this, Bian Chen hurriedly followed.

Inside the stone gate is a huge underground palace, which is brightly lit, and the candlesticks are made of special fuel, which can burn for thousands of years without extinguishing.

This is the retreat place of the ancestor of the Dark Moon Sect.

"Old Ancestor, I am Bian Chen, your descendant. This junior didn't barge in intentionally. It is really the moment of life and death for the Dark Moon Sect. I hope that the Ancestor will come out and preside over the overall situation!"

Bian Chen walked in front of Ye Qingtian, knelt down and said loudly.

He didn't want to be accidentally injured by his ancestors because he trespassed on the retreat, and immediately declared his identity and purpose.

But, as before, no voice from the palace responded to him.

"Old, old ancestor?"

Bian Chen raised his head and looked around.

Although the palace is spacious, it can be seen at a glance, and there are no dark rooms around.

In the palace, apart from him and Ye Qingtian, there was no one else.

"Your ancestors are not here." Ye Qingtian said.

Although he didn't see Bian Guanyue's person, he also didn't see his body, which meant that he might still be alive, and Ye Qingtian was temporarily relieved.

Patriarch, he is not here! ?

How could this be?

Bian Chen was terrified in his heart and couldn't understand.

After the great war that year, the ancestor clearly said that he would retreat for a long time to heal his wounds. How could thousands of years have passed and people disappeared?

It's no wonder that for thousands of years, everyone came to invite the ancestor to leave the customs, but they didn't get any response.

Because, the ancestor is not here at all!

For a moment, Bian Chen didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

He felt extremely regretful that he did not see his ancestor.

But looking at it from another angle, he didn't see the ancestor's body either, which proved that the ancestor still had the possibility of being alive.

In short, to die is to see a corpse.

If you can't see the body, there is a possibility of being alive.

Perhaps, he went to another treasure to heal his wounds.

But the problem is, without the ancestor appearing to preside over the overall situation, the Dark Moon Sect still cannot survive the current crisis of life and death!

At this moment, Bian Chen felt both fortunate and disappointed.

I have mixed feelings inside.

"Maybe there are other secret rooms in this palace."

Bian Chen got up and walked around, inspecting the palace and looking for secret rooms.

Ye Qingtian ignored him.

He participated in the construction of this palace, and he knows best whether there is a secret room or not.

The answer is: no.

On a wall in the middle of the palace, there was a portrait hanging. At this time, Ye Qingtian was looking at the portrait intently.

His eyes were full of nostalgia.

In the portrait, there is a back view without a front face.

Bian Chen searched around but couldn't find the secret room. He also noticed the portrait and couldn't help looking.

The back figure in the portrait is wearing a bloody battle armor and slashing the enemy with a sharp sword in his hand, majestic and majestic.

Just looking at this portrait, Bian Chen couldn't help but immerse himself in it, as if he was in that terrible battlefield.

That powerful oppressive force made him feel suffocated.

"Here, whose portrait is this?" Bian Chen came back to his senses, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Ye Qingtian said: "Your ancestor, who is the person you admire the most in this life?"

Bian Chen didn't even think about it, and said bluntly: "It goes without saying, it must be the master of the ancestor, that is, the ancestor of your Ye family, Ye Zhizun who shakes the world!"

When mentioning Ye Zhizun, Bian Chen was also full of reverence.

That is a legendary Supreme. He has fought all his life and has never been defeated. Because he is too amazing, he was plotted by the Supreme Hall and jointly sealed in the Nine Realms restricted area.

Every time Bian Guanyue mentioned this matter to future generations, she would grit her teeth angrily, wishing she could kill her in the Supreme Hall.

But he is not supreme, and he only gave away his head when he went, so he can only think about it.

After calming down, he still practiced painstakingly, striving to break through to the Supreme Realm as soon as possible.

Only in this way can it be possible to avenge the master.

"Ye Zhizun?" After Bian Chen finished speaking, he suddenly realized, looking at the portrait of the back on the wall, exclaimed, "You mean, this is the portrait of Ye Zhizun!?"

"No wonder, no wonder I just glanced at it, and I was immersed in it, unable to extricate myself!"

"As expected of Ye Zhizun, it's just a portrait, or a back view. After ten thousand years, he still has such majesty!"

Bian Chen was amazed and amazed.

"Although I haven't seen your ancestor, I think this portrait contains the supreme majesty, and it should be able to help you solve your urgent needs." Ye Qingtian said.

Bian Chen said: "This is not very good, if I take off this portrait, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the ancestors and Ye Zhizun?"

Ye Qingtian said: "The Dark Moon Sect is almost gone, do you still care about this kind of problem?"

"It's true." Bian Chen muttered.

Then he knelt down before the portrait.

Loudly said: "Old Ancestor, Ye Zhizun, there is a reason for the disrespect of the younger generation, save the Dark Moon Sect from danger, I hope the ancestor, Ye Zhizun forgive the disrespect of the younger generation!"

Boom boom boom! ! !

He kowtowed three times in a row, very hard, showing his sincerity.

After finishing knocking, he got up and carefully took off the portrait on the wall, for fear of any damage to the portrait.

Although the material of this portrait is extraordinary, it is Ye Zhizun's portrait after all. The ancestor has treasured it for thousands of years, so he cannot be sloppy.

After collecting the portraits, he left the palace.

Outside the stone gate, he kowtowed three more times before leaving in peace.

On the way back, Ye Qingtian was deep in thought.

For Bianguanyue, Dark Moon Lake is the best place to practice and heal her wounds.

Where would Bian Guanyue be if she wasn't in Dark Moon Lake?

Could it be... died outside?

"This brat is really worrying." Ye Qingtian murmured.