Chapter 316

Is this the calculation after the goal is set?

Gu Lingzhi's eyes sank and scolded the old bastard. How dare he make her kneel!

Fortunately, her head is lowered now, so that ban Liwen can't see the anger in her eyes. Otherwise, you can directly hide in the inheritance space.

Holding back his anger, Gu Lingzhi knelt on the ground and listened to pan Liwen's full reprimand for an hour before he got up under the protection of Pan Yu and was ordered to think for three days in the ancestral hall.

It wasn't until three days later that Gu Lingzhi knew how lucky he was to be punished to kneel in the ancestral hall. If they didn't get such a penalty, maybe their league would really lose!

The ancestral hall of Beiqiu royal family is built on the underground palace where the ancestors closed their doors for cultivation. Gu Lingzhi kneels straight in front of a row of holy places, and the spirit of the hard-working and happy goblin probes into the inheritance space to exchange what he sees with Rong yuan. Of course, the humiliation of being punished to kneel in the ancestral hall was automatically ignored by her, only conveying some useful information. With the company of Rong yuan. This makes her mind very resistant to thinking, but also become less difficult to accept.

After three days, Gu's legs didn't look like his own. Reluctantly standing on the table, she refused the support of the bodyguard who was responsible for guarding her, and slowly moved to the back of the shelf where the ancestors of the pan family were worshipped. Then she sat down with a gloomy face on the wall.

Kneeling for so long at the memorial tablets of a group of her own enemies, she never wanted to see those names again in her life.

If pan Wen's identity was not very useful, and she could be exposed to many things that other identities could not, she would never bear to endure until now.

Just when Gu Lingzhi had enough rest, his legs were not so numb at last. When he wanted to get up and leave, there was a series of footsteps in front of him.

"Ancestor, do we really want to use that thing?"

It's the voice of ban Liwen. For some reason, Gu Lingzhi heard a little expectation from the voice.

"Well." An old voice light way: "do not use now, do not wait for the League to fight to use it?" Then there was a series of friction sounds.

Gu Lingzhi's eyes flashed, half of his body had already stood up and slipped down again, and he rolled forward quietly, hiding under the shelf. If the person in front doesn't turn around deliberately, he can't see another person behind.

Along the gap in the shelf, Gu Lingzhi finally saw the appearance of the man in front of him. It was a skinny old man who seemed to be able to enjoy blissful life anytime and anywhere. The two eyes of the emaciated cheek sank down, like a walking skeleton, standing in the middle. Pan Liwen and another nameless old woman, Gu Lingzhi, supported each other from left to right.

Although the old man's whole body gives people the illusion of being able to stop breathing at any time, but Gu Lingzhi doesn't feel slighted at all.

Those who can be called as ancestors by the second figure of Beiqiu royal family, and who are so careful and respectful, are pan Luming, the ancestor of Beiqiu royal family who is said to be at the same time with the God of Dharma!

What on earth is it that makes the ancestor who never showed up appear?

Gu Lingzhi's heart leaps wildly. He feels as if he accidentally bumps into something terrible. So he slowed down his breathing and hid more carefully.

Afraid of attracting the attention of outsiders, Gu Lingzhi even took back his sight, only paying attention to the movement outside with his ears and perception.

The rustle continued for a while, before long, pan Luming's voice rang again. Different from the majesty and oppression in the previous sentence, his voice at the moment was very flattering: "my Lord's servant pan Luming, the 56745th generation descendant of Pan's family, asked to see our Lord, to my Lord's pity, to solve the disaster of Pan's family."

My lord? Domestic slaves?

At that moment, Gu realized what they were going to do.

She had known before that the pan family had always had a way to contact pan Luo, but she didn't expect to bump into him by mistake.

Later, Gu Lingzhi only felt that the shelf he was hiding was getting hot. A faint white halo came over the top of the shelf. Then, a strong, domineering and almost suffocating breath slowly came through. A deep and mellow voice sounded softly: "Oh? What's the matter with you? "

It's just a simple question, but it makes people feel irresistible pressure without any reason. It seems that in front of the master of this voice, all things in the world should bow down to be ministers, but nothing can enter his eyes.

Panlo!

Without thinking, the name jumped into Gu Lingzhi's mind. In a flash, there was endless hatred in my eyes. That's the imprint engraved in the soul of every spiritual people. No matter whether they have the memory of that year or not, when they feel this person, this deep hatred will unconsciously awaken, clamoring for blood debt and blood repayment!

"Calm down!"

Just when Gu Lingzhi was overwhelmed by the fierce hatred and unconsciously wanted to rush out to fight with the man, a quick voice woke her up from the strong feeling.

"You're not his opponent now. Don't be controlled by instinct!"

It's squeak!

When pan Luming began to call on Pan Luo, he came out of Finland on alert. Fortunately, he came out to stop Gu Lingzhi's suicidal impulse in time.“…… What's the matter with me? " Being called by squeak, Gu Lingzhi reluctantly withdraws from the strong emotion and looks at squeak in confusion.

"Why do I hate him so much?" She has never seen Panluo. His understanding is only known from Liu Yiyan and the description of the great power of the spirit family. Why is it that just hearing a voice, like opening a gate, is almost submerged by a strong sense of hatred?

Creak a complex sigh: "because in your body, there is the blood of the patriarch..."

At that time, because of the difference of one thought, the whole family was destroyed. The original patriarch's guilt and regret can not be expressed in words. Because the hatred is too deep, the inheritance space with him is infected with that emotion. Normally, it's OK. Once you touch the breath of Panluo, the emotion suppressed by the years will reappear. Thus, it affects the emotions of people with inheritance space. Gu Lingzhi's reaction will be so great.

Squeak told Gu Lingzhi the reason in a short language, then he quietly went into Gu Lingzhi's arms and listened to the outside.

Because the pressure of Pan Luo's projection from the divine world to the lower world is very heavy, the killing intention that Gu Lingzhi accidentally spread out before was covered up. In Pan Luming's humble entreaty, pan Luo, who just separated a projection and spread it to the lower world, smiled lightly, took out one thing at will and threw it across the barriers of the two worlds.

"This artifact has the effect of turning stones into soldiers. Take it."

"Thank you for the treasure. We will fight back the strong enemies and defend the rivers and mountains of the Tianyuan continent for you!" Pan Luming was almost incoherent with joy. Once again, pan Luo's smile came from Baimang, with a little contempt and meaning.

"Although the treasure is good, there are restrictions on its use. It's not necessary to keep the Tianyuan continent. It's a wasteland for me. You can do what you want. " Having said this, Panluo cut off the connection with the Tianyuan continent.

The rest of Pan Luming and others, face expression is even variable.

The last sentence of Panluo is obviously a warning.

At that time, because of the god people's war, the Tianyuan continent was tossed too seriously, which forced the laws of heaven and earth to change the rules, and no one above the half god was allowed to land in the Tianyuan continent. Panluo basically gave up this place, only to ask about the news of the lingzu after so many decades and hundreds of years.

The pan family has gained a lot of benefits because of the relationship between pan and Luo, and gradually expanded in the Tianyuan continent. Even the ambition to unify the mainland. On the face of it, the whole continent is unified, which is more convenient for collecting the information of the spirit clan. But only they themselves know that collecting information of the spirit clan is just a cover, and satisfying their ambition is the real purpose!

Before pan Luo left, he clearly saw through their ideas to warn them.

“…… Laozu, doesn't it mean that our Lord is not interested in the Tianyuan continent, no matter who is the master here? " How can I be dissatisfied with their behavior?

"My Lord's thoughts are what you can guess?" Pan Luming scolded the old woman who said this. He knelt down and kowtowed three heads in the direction of the stand. Then he got up slowly and sighed, "how can a man like my lord care about the land of the Yuan Dynasty? What he cares about is not the mainland, but our desire to satisfy ourselves in his name. "

Pan Luming and the old woman were petrified when they heard the words and understood where they were wrong.

But on second thought, anyway, Panluo can't be here. There are only Panluo's family in the whole continent. As long as he wants to get information about the spirit clan, he will need their help. Even if they are a little dissatisfied, they will not watch their misfortune. Does the artifact given by the ancestors prove this?

Think of here, two people at the same time stare at Pan Luming's bosom that kind of thing.

It's a spirit instrument with the shape of sweeping dust. Its white tail is crystal clear, and under the refraction of sunlight, it's shining with silver light pattern. The materials they used were never seen before. The handle of sweeping dust is a piece of deep red wood carved with countless figures.

“…… He said that this thing can turn stone into a soldier. Shall we try? " Mr. Ban looked forward to his suggestion.

When he got the dust, pan Luming wanted to do so. Naturally, he had no opinion. His eyes swept around and saw a stone the size of a thumb in a corner. With a flick of his arm, the tail of the dust swept towards the stone. In a flash of silver light, a man with a whole body of stone appeared in the ancestral hall.

As soon as the three of them were happy, they felt the excitement on the faces of Pan Liwen and the old woman.

"It's just a spiritual person..."

What's the use of such low-end combat effectiveness, if any?