"Girl? There are no girls. Our Cang Qing Cult forbidden area has only been opened once every fifty years. Even I can only come in after time. But I can be sure that no one else teleported over before you."

Cang Jiezi patiently said with Xuan Junlin.

If someone really sends it over, the mechanism of the secret room will change.

But when he came, there was nothing abnormal in the secret room.

No?

Xuan Junlin's heart sank.

Where can Xiao Liang'er be teleported?

Or are these people lying?

He did not teleport here at the first time, but was teleported to an ancient battlefield, full of the remnants of ancient cultivators, and they were all extremely powerful. He almost gave his life there. With his strong willpower, he survived and found an ancient teleportation array.

After opening the ancient teleportation array, we arrived here.

"If you want to find someone, I can send someone to help you find it. Our Cangqing Sect is the largest and strongest sect in Xizhou, and you can find anyone."

Cang Jiezi said.

He saw that Xuan Junlin did not trust them, but they had no malice.

Xuan Junlin frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:

"You guys explain clearly why I appeared here."

They were not surprised by his teleportation, as if they had been waiting for this day, which was very strange.

“That’s how it is.”

The oldest elder, the Supreme Elder, spoke out:

"After tens of thousands of years ago, the sect's ancestor calculated that the sect would have a great disaster in recent years, and there was a person who could rescue the sect from the disaster. This person would appear in the teleportation array at a specific time. Obviously, you are this person."

Xuan Junlin thought this statement was a bit absurd? He found the teleportation array in the ancient battlefield at random. If other people opened the teleportation array, would he also be the "savior" of their sect?

He didn't believe this.

At this moment, a supreme elder with a white beard growing on his waist suddenly pointed at Xuan Junlin and said in shock:

"Holy Ancestor!"

After saying that, he actually knelt down towards Xuan Junlin.

Cang Jiezi was shocked when he heard the word "Saint Ancestor". He suddenly reached out and took all the portraits of the leaders of all generations hanging on the wall.

The top one has an ancient style and a yellow color, but the person above is tall and cold, but still has a faint nobility. At first glance, it looks a bit similar to Xuan Junlin's temperament.

After a closer look, Cang Jiezi's hands were shaking.

The people in the painting are almost exactly the same as Xuan Junlin. The only difference is that the color of the eyes is one is dark purple and the other is black.

In the lower right corner of the portrait, the five words "The Saint Ancestor Cang Qing Sect" are written.

The Holy Ancestor of Cangqing Sect, the person who founded Cangqing Sect hundreds of thousands of years ago.

The moment Xuan Junlin saw the portrait, something seemed to pass by in his mind. His eyes turned black and he fell to the ground.

"He is too seriously injured and is already at the end of his strength. Just carry him to the Dragon Blood Pool!"

Cang Jiezi shouted.

Two days later, Xuan Junlin woke up from the Dragon Blood Pool.

The dragon blood pool is the true dragon blood left in ancient times. The powerful force inside can quickly recover people's injuries, transform people's body, and make their bodies stronger.

His injuries have fully recovered.

"Are you awake?"

The first time he woke up, Cang Jiezi rushed over excitedly.

Xuan Junlin frowned and said in a low voice: "I am not the saint of your sect."

Something awakened in his memory, but it had nothing to do with Cang Qing's religion.

Cang Jiezi nodded with a smile:

"Yes, you are indeed not a Saint Ancestor, but you should be the direct descendant of the Saint Ancestor. This dragon blood pool, the heads of the past dynasties, can only work if they eat specific dragon blood pills. You also took the Dragon Blood Pill, but the injuries on your body originally took at least one month to recover, but they all recovered in just two days, which means that you must have the bloodline of the Saint Ancestor to have such a good effect."

Xuan Junlin knew very early that he was not the biological son of the emperor of the Wuji Dynasty, and his biological mother was not the concubine who died prematurely, but a demon clan.

He was born from a combination of demons and humans. He was abandoned since he was born and threw him into the palace. Perhaps he wanted him to enjoy a few days of blessing and let him replace the dead prince. Who knew that he would suffer humiliation in the palace since he was a child.

His biological father and mother disappeared without a trace. It seems that today, perhaps a clue was left in Xizhou.

He sneered: "You said I am the direct descendant of the Holy Ancestor of your sect, so where are his other descendants now?"

Cang Jiezi shook his head:

"The Holy Ancestor is mysterious and has disappeared after the Cangqing Sect created. We only know that the Holy Ancestor was a very powerful figure in that era, with more than one identity. Moreover, in ancient times, many inheritances were cut off, and our Cangqing Sect was lucky to survive, but many records have disappeared."

The implication is that even their Cang Qing Sect doesn’t know where the descendants of the Holy Ancestor are.

In other words, he could not find clues about his biological parents in Cang Qing Teaching.

Xuan Junlin closed his eyes.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Cang Jiezi didn't say anything. He stepped aside first and waited until he was in the mood before telling him about the matter of Cang Qing's sect.

But Cang Jiezi was a little anxious because the great catastrophe of Cang Qing Sect was about to come.

...

It's two days in space, only one day outside.

Xiao Liang'er went out of the space and was completely renewed. She had no trace of serious injuries on her body, and all her internal organs were recovered.

It turned out that there were a few faint scars on my face, but now they have all faded away. The fair skin is like a peeled egg, smooth and tender.

Fu Han was already waiting outside the door.

"Come in Fu Han."

She untied the barrier and let Fu Han in.

Fu Han pushed the door and was stunned when he saw her face.

"There is really no scars!"

He said in surprise.

Her face returned to the previous look of no flaws!

It's so great.

Yesterday he suspected that it was the princess' maid who deliberately asked the law enforcement disciple to destroy Xiao Liang'er's appearance. If she had no sixth-level pills, the deep whip marks might remain on her face.

Princess Can'er is glamorous on the surface, but actually has a bad character. She must be able to do something like trying to destroy Xiao Liang'er's appearance because of jealousy.

He felt guilty all night, but he didn't expect that her words yesterday were not comforting him, but real!

Prince Can'er mainly saw that her appearance had returned to its stunning beauty, so she would definitely vomit blood.

"Come here and sit down, you probably guessed it. I don't know anything about you Xizhou because I'm not from Xizhou."

Xiao Liang'er poured him tea and said with a faint smile.
Chapter completed!