Seeing the three women of LAN Yanran, the old turtle couldn''t help feeling proud at this time and said, "Hey, before Canghai Daosheng died, he planted so many miraculous drugs in the cave, and after Canghai Daosheng died, I guarded the tomb here for more than 20 million years.

    Whenever there are miraculous drugs outside the grottoes, which are over ten thousand years old, they will be collected by me and transferred to this place for cultivation.

    Today, there are countless drug ancestors with a drug age of more than 100000 years, and even more than 100 drug ancestors with a drug age of more than hundreds of years. "

    The old turtle said proudly that it was really his ability to raise so many medicine ancestors and kings.

    When the old turtle said this, Gu Zhun looked at everything in this small world and couldn''t help turning his eyes.

    Glancing at the old turtle who was still bragging about himself: "you have so many medicine kings and ancestors. It''s good to put only a few of the most garbage little medicine kings on the stone platform of the world in the tree. Only you can do this."

    Gu must know that the old turtle is stingy, but he didn''t expect this guy to be so stingy.

    He was a miser. When he was in the cave, he didn''t think of any blood and didn''t want to arouse Gu Zhun''s doubt. He really didn''t know what to say.

    By the irony of the grown-up, the old turtle could not help but get a long face.

    Said: "my Lord, it''s not easy for me to raise a few flowers and plants. Who is willing to take out the things I have raised for tens of millions of years to others? If I knew it was an adult, you would have gone out to meet me in person. I don''t know."

    The old turtle laughed twice.

    At this time, Gu Zhun didn''t say anything after listening to the old turtle. Then he went straight through a Xianfeng bamboo forest and came to a desolate hill.

    On this hill, the eyes of LAN Yanran and others cast away. There was nothing here. There was only a small broken hut standing there. The thatch on the hut became gray and black because of the passage of years, as if the wind was about to fall.

    LAN Yanran and her three daughters looked at each other. They didn''t know what Gu Zhun was doing here. What''s good about a broken hut.

    But at this time, when they came to this small hut, unexpectedly, the most broken mouth old turtle on the way became silent for a long time.

    And on the turtle''s face, looking at the hut in front of him at this time, it also showed a touch of light sadness.

    "The boy''s body of Canghai Dao saint is in this hut."

    Gu Zhun stood in front of the broken hut and stopped for a long time. Finally, he looked at the old turtle and asked.

    "Yes, in this hut, there are some of the most intimate old things of the master Dao in those years, as well as the flesh of the old master after his death. The old turtle nodded, sighed and said:" Sir, I know you are unique and invincible in the world. Naturally, everything here is yours, but the flesh of the old master, can you... "

    The old turtle hesitated. Finally, he looked at Gu Zhun and couldn''t help saying.

    In the old turtle''s heart, Canghai Daosheng grew up with it.

    In ancient times, they were dependent on each other, and the old turtle always accompanied Daosheng.

    From the initial unknown origin to the later famous Jiujie, old turtle has been watching the growth of Canghai Daosheng.

    Finally, sending Dao Sheng away is also what the old turtle takes care of for him.

    People have feelings, so do turtles.

    So at this time, even in the face of Gu Zhun, the old turtle was frightened, but at this time, he still made a request.

    Gu Zhun glanced at it. At this time, it was rare that he didn''t say anything more. He just nodded faintly: "don''t worry, I don''t move the body of the little ghost of Canghai Dao saint."

    With that, Gu Zhun just stepped into the hut.

    When they entered the hut, they opened an old wooden door that had been in disrepair for a long time, and everything in the hut was at a glance.

    The hut is not big. You can walk to the end in ten steps. There are not many things placed in the hut. There is a five-color human bone, a dress covered with dust, and a broken boat with needle sleeve on the human bone''s hand.

    "The old master was born in poverty. When he was young, he was sheltered from the wind and rain by a thatched house. Therefore, before he died, he built such a thatched house by himself and told me to put his dead body into the thatched house." the old turtle stood beside Gu Zhun and saw the remains of Canghai Daosheng. At this time, he couldn''t help feeling the scenery.

    For more than 20 million years, it has rarely come here. It just doesn''t like the feeling of touching the scene.

    But this time, it accompanied Gu Zhun to come here. After all, it couldn''t help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

    Everything seems to go back tens of millions of years ago. When it was an egg, it was picked up by a poor human boy from the river. Later, it hatched and became the only relative around the kid.

    At that time, they depended on each other.

    Canghai Daosheng had a miserable childhood. Sometimes he was hungry and even had to pick up food and fish in the river.

    When I was a child, Canghai Dao Sheng was yellow and skinny with hunger. That''s a common thing.

    But even so, every time you find something to eat, you have to give it a little to the tortoise.

    Even so, who would have thought that hundreds of years later, such an ordinary human boy could step by step, climb to the peak of the nine realms, establish the Canghai holy sect, and become a generation of knife Saint famous in the nine realms?

    Now, how many people in the nine realms will know that even the shining and unparalleled figures of the then generation of Dao saints had such an unforgettable past when they were young?

    "Alas."

    Looking at this remains, Gu Zhun finally sighed.

    For tens of thousands of years in ancient times, I don''t know how many invincible people rose like comets and became famous, and how many amazing and gorgeous Tianjiao fell.

    Sometimes, even if you are invincible and famous, the ultimate biggest enemy is still time.

    Years of ruthless, will eventually erase all the glory.

    It''s like the Canghai Dao Saint today. What a shocking figure he was in those days. In the nine circles, who doesn''t lose face when he hears the name of Canghai Dao saint?

    But now, not only a dead bone is left here.

    Pathetic, pathetic.

    Gu Zhun didn''t say much. At this time, he also walked slowly and sat cross legged in front of the remains.

    Then, he took the broken needle sleeve boat from the hand of the five-color human bone and gently stroked it in his hand. With that kind of eyes, it was like seeing the most precious treasure in the world.