I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

Outside Zhishou Temple, everyone looked at the sudden eruption of demonic aura. They were all terrified and desperate, as if the end had come, and they were even unable to move because of the coercion.

But now the devilish energy suddenly disappeared, making them all look dazed, not knowing what happened.

"Could it be that the magic sealing well formation was broken and then blocked again?"

"Impossible, right? That formation was arranged by the first temple master, and no one in the Nine Profound Realm can arrange such a powerful formation."

"What the hell is going on then?"

Various voices of discussion came and went.

Even ordinary Taoist priests from the perspective of Zhishou are muttering in their hearts.

"From today onwards, Zhishouguan will seal the mountain for a hundred years, everyone please come back!"

But at this moment, Chen Qingshan's voice suddenly came from Zhishou Temple.

Taoism has always advocated Qingxiu.

The reason why he had to accept offerings of incense from various major forces was mainly because Zhishouguan's energy was all on the Sealing Demon Well, and there was no spare energy for development.

But now, the crisis of Sealing Demon Well has been resolved, and Chen Qingshan no longer wants to accept offerings of incense from major forces.

"Zhishou watched and sealed the mountain for a hundred years?"

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.

Even those ordinary Taoist priests were also surprised.

Don't understand what's going on.

At this time, the Taoist priest who took Qin Feng to a small private courtyard just now walked out of Zhishou Temple.

I apologized to everyone, and then confirmed that Zhishou Temple will be closed for a hundred years.

Those who practice here and those from the major forces have countless doubts in their hearts, but since Zhishouguan decided to close the mountain for a hundred years, they can't say anything.

After asking the Taoist priest some more questions, they all left one after another.

As for the ordinary Taoist priests of Zhishou Temple, they were extremely happy when they learned that the crisis had been resolved, and they returned to Zhishou Temple together.

......

Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, it is already three days later.

Qin Feng sat cross-legged on a rock beside the cliff.

The breeze blew, the clothes fluttered, and the temperament was extraordinary, like an expert in the world.

"System, sign in for me."

Qin Feng said lightly.

"Ding! Congratulations to the master, you have successfully signed in at the Zhishou Temple, and you have obtained a mahogany sword."

The system's prompt sounded in Qin Feng's ears.

"Peach wood sword?"

Qin Feng couldn't help but startled when he heard this, and said, "What the hell is this? Do you want me to suppress zombies?"

With his strength, there is no need to use a mahogany sword to suppress zombies.

Afterwards, he checked the information of the mahogany sword.

Peachwood Sword: This sword is cast from a peach tree that has grown for a long time and failed to pass the catastrophe. It has a natural restraint effect on evil things...

The introduction is very simple, only one sentence.

After Qin Feng checked it, he felt normal.

I didn't care.

"Mr. Qin, are you still used to living here?"

At this time, Chen Qingshan came.

In three days, he was the one who dealt with the matter of sealing the magic well and the matter of sealing the mountain.

Behind Chen Qingshan, there were several other Taoist priests who were in the Demon Sealing Well that day, and they all looked at Qin Feng with gratitude.

There was no more devilish energy gushing out of the Demon Sealing Well, and they no longer had to suffer from the erosion of devilish energy, and the past few days were extremely comfortable.

"It's pretty good, it's really a place for self-cultivation."

Qin Feng stood up, smiled and said slowly.

"If Mr. Qin likes it, he can live here forever."

After Chen Qingshan paused, he continued: "The main reason for coming this time is to thank Mr. Qin."

After all, he took out some items from the ring, some were small jade bottles containing elixirs, and some were spiritual fruits that still emitted a faint light, and they were of extraordinary quality at first glance.

"The Daoist is too polite. Didn't I say that that day? It's just a little effort."

Qin Feng waved his hand and refused.

He still admires Chen Qingshan and the others.

Zhishou Temple suppressed Fengmojing for so many years, and now there is no crisis, they can concentrate on managing Zhishou Temple and collect all kinds of incense for free.

But resolutely decided to close the mountain, not everyone has such courage.

"To Mr. Qin, this is just a small effort, but to Zhishouguan, the kindness is as heavy as a mountain. You must accept these gifts."

Chen Qingshan insisted.

He has already taken out some of the most rare pills and spiritual fruits in Zhishou Temple.

"If the Taoist really wants to thank you, he doesn't have to give me these gifts."

Qin Feng said slowly.

"Then I don't know if Mr. Qin has other things and needs my help from Zhishouguan?"

Chen Qingshan asked suspiciously after hearing the words.

"I want to get to know the first-generation temple master, but I don't know if it's convenient."

Qin Feng said slowly.

He got too many rewards for signing in, piling up like a mountain in the system space.

Compared with Chen Qingshan's gifts, he is more interested in the first generation Zhishouguan Guanzhu.

He thought of a person who came riding a green bull.

Lao Tzu!

At the beginning, Lao Tzu rode a green bull to the west of Hangu Pass, and since then disappeared in the historical records.

Qin Feng was a little curious, whether the first master of Zhishou Guan was Lao Tzu.

"The first-generation temple master?"

Chen Qingshan did not expect that Qin Feng would be interested in the first generation of temple masters.

But even though he was surprised, he didn't hide it, and directly began to tell Qin Feng the records in the ancient books of Zhishou Temple, the records about the first generation of temple masters.

From Chen Qingshan's mouth, Qin Feng learned that the first temple master seemed to appear out of thin air.

In the entire Eternal Ancient Continent, except for the Nine Profound Realm, no one in the other regions has ever seen the first-generation Guanzhu.

It is really abnormal that such a magnificent figure only suppressed demons in the Nine Profound Realm and then disappeared.

Moreover, according to the records in the ancient books, when the first temple master appeared in the Nine Profound Realm, he was already injured.

Moreover, the seriousness of the injury was terrible, and none of the pills and spirit herbs had any healing effect.

As if God wanted him to die.

"With such a serious injury, he can still suppress so many powerful demons at their peak. The first temple master is really powerful and terrifying."

Qin Feng couldn't help sighing, and then asked: "Is there any portrait of the first temple master?"

"No."

Chen Qingshan shook his head, he said: "According to the records in the ancient books, only the first batch of disciples of Zhishou Temple met the first generation of temple masters.

But since the first generation of temple masters left, no matter what, they couldn't recall the appearance of the first generation of temple masters, and they had no choice but to erect statues. "

Qin Feng frowned slightly upon hearing this.

There are so few records about the first generation of temple masters, there is not even a portrait.

Afterwards, he asked about the spiritual weapons used by the first generation of temple masters, but he didn't get any useful information, so he could only shake his head helplessly.