The ancient heritage secret land is about to open. The number of people in the imperial capital has increased more than ten times than usual. Almost the whole western continent has come.

The huge imperial capital was overcrowded overnight, and every post station was full of guests, including neighboring cities.

Everyone who comes to the imperial capital first goes to the statue of light in front of the temple of the God of light with a pious heart and kneels down for three times. All spiritual teachers in the western continent are loyal believers of the God of light.

At the moment, compared with the noise outside, it is much colder in the light Shinto. All the layout is mainly sacred white. The white jade column supports such a large hall. Everyone is shrouded in a broad white robe, looking solemn and focused on doing their own things.

In the temple of the gods, Pope Qi stood with his hands down and stood under the statue of light. Years had left traces of vicissitudes on his face, and his eyes were faint with silver.

"Have you really decided?" Slowly, Qi Xiu asked.

Behind him stood a young man in white. The young man was tall and stood taller than Qi Xiu. White was more beautiful than snow.

But the boy wore a white jade mask on his face, so that people could not see how the face under his mask was.

The young man's eyes are very light, and his eyes are also very light. He seems to be indifferent to everything.

"Yes." Ling Qingchen responded softly.

Qi Xiu sighed, "it's a secret place left by the ancient world. It's a near death. Since ancient times, there are countless immortal Xiu's great abilities buried in it. This time, you must be more careful when you go there and have thorns all the way!"

Ling Qingchen answered again.

After thinking for a while, Qi Xiu couldn't help asking his doubts, "you've never participated in the ancient heritage secret place in previous years. Why do you suddenly think of going this year?"

The secret place of ancient relics has a crazy temptation to the world. Unexpectedly, it is also a grave, where thousands of people are buried, but even so, countless people go in one after another every year.

Becoming God is the lifelong pursuit of every spiritual master, and it is also their obsession.

It's just... It's impossible for gods to be born in this world!

If the world's desires are too heavy, Ling Qingchen is the most alternative among them, because this person has no desires and desires from the body to the heart, and even can be called oligopoly. Even a monk lives more human than him.

Qi Xiu thought several times that if a God could be born in this world, then this person must be Ling Qingchen.

He was born to be a God, and the power of light is the highest fit with him.

Perhaps, Ling Qingchen can really become a miracle of the world - to become a god!

Thinking of this, Qi Xiu's eyes crossed with hope. Bright god, please take care of this child. He is your most loyal believer!

"Want to confirm one thing." Ling Qingchen replied, and the divine power of Qingrong Dabi to gusuya flashed in his mind.

"What's up?" Qi Xiu continued to ask.

Ling Qingchen shook his head gently, "sorry, I can't tell you now. There's no definite thing. I can't make a judgment. When I come back, I'll give you an answer!"

Hearing this, Qi Xiu could only wave his hand and let Ling Qingchen go.

This was the first time he saw that he was finally interested in something. It was so rare that he would not block it any more.

Ling Qingchen doesn't need him to worry.

From childhood to mostly!