C1916 Molt

It was on a square mountain! He and the Sixth Ancestral Master had actually arrived on this square continent that symbolized the Heavenly Heart Continent!

However, according to the legends, this Archaeus continent should be at the center of the East Sea. How did it end up here? Lin Bai's heart was filled with doubts as he stared at the mysterious and majestic calligraphy of the 'Reverend Fang.' However, he knew that the chances of him being on this continent were extremely high. Otherwise, his spirit energy would not be so abundant and there would be creatures like the Miasma Water Beast.

However, what Lin Bai was more clear of was that this trip wasn't to explore the world. It wasn't like Xu Fu, who was searching for an immortal mountain, but to find the location of the sixth generation ancestor.

"Beast Lord, is the sixth generation ancestor of my clan in that small wooden house?" Lin Bai slowly withdrew his gaze from the large words' Reverend Fang ', turned his head to look at the Yin Water Beast and asked respectfully.

"Yes, there he is." The Miasma Water Beast nodded. Then, it stomped on the ground and said, "Go."

Lin Bai was overjoyed after hearing the confirmation from the Yin Master Water Beast. He could not suppress the excitement in his heart and rushed towards the wooden house in quick steps. However, the excited Lin Bai did not realize that in the eyes of the Yin Qi Water Beast looking at his back, there was a sense of disappointment and sorrow, as if something was hurting its spirit.

The closer he got to the wooden house, the more he felt that its layout was out of the ordinary. Although the construction of the wooden house could be said to be extremely simple and was only made of some logs, and its location didn't seem special, this seemingly ordinary layout was actually in tacit agreement with each other.

The wooden house looked as if it had completely merged with the surrounding environment, as if the house wasn't built by humans. Instead, it was created by nature, allowing the surrounding spiritual energy to enter without any obstruction.

Not only that, the closer they got to the wooden house, the more excited Lin Bai became. What kind of person was the 6th generation ancestor? That was an insurmountable mountain in the history of Chinese art, especially the more things he came in contact with, the more he felt the 6th generation ancestor was inconceivable. Even Lin Bai had a strange feeling. It was as if everything that he had experienced had an indescribable relationship with this sixth generation Martial Ancestor. Everything he had experienced was related to him.

Although he did not know what level the sixth generation ancestor's cultivation had reached, Lin Bai inferred that the sixth generation ancestor's methods were in no way inferior to his, and might even surpass his own.

Faced with such a senior who was not only a senior, but also a pioneer and the existence of all kinds of doubtful answers, no matter who it was, one would inevitably feel reverence for such an unimaginable elder.

However, what caused Lin Bai to feel uneasy was that the closer he got to the wooden house, the more a bad premonition arose in his heart. What made him even more puzzled was that he had already arrived at the wooden house.

Creak! He slowly extended his hand and pushed it towards the door of the wooden house. With a light sound, the two doors immediately opened, and a wisp of smoke and dust fell from the top of the doors. It was as if no one had entered the house in years.

He went in! He actually went in, could he really be the person that Elder Liu was talking about? However, what Lin Bai did not realize was that at the moment he pushed open the door to the wooden house, the Miasma Water Beast, who was not far behind him, suddenly revealed an inconceivable excitement in its eyes.

The interior of the wooden house was abnormally simple and crude. There was only a wooden table and two simple chairs. On the north side of the room, there was a small shrine. When his gaze shifted to the location of the shrine, Lin Bai's gaze immediately stiffened.

Although this room was extremely cramped and the outside light was not very bright, Lin Bai could still see the person sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of the shrine with his back facing the door.

That person's body could not be considered tall, but he was at the level of a human. Even though he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, he gave off a mystical feeling of a towering mountain, as if he was not facing a person, but rather a towering mountain.

"Ancestor …" Suppressing the agitation in his heart, Lin Bai slowly walked forward two steps and knelt behind the figure as he slowly spoke. Although Lin Bai did not kneel to the heavens or the earth in this life, only his parents and teachers. But at this moment, when he was facing Uncle Liu, he knelt to the ground from the bottom of his heart.

Half the reason for his kneeling was because of the Celestial Sect's inheritance of the art of phase, and the other half was because of the personality of the sixth generation ancestor. After experiencing the incident with the Eight Lock Dragon Guards and the seal on the Celestial Gate, Lin Bai now had a very good understanding of this 6th generation ancestor's character. Everything this old man did, he was worthy of being bowed to by future generations.

However, the room was incomparably calm after those words were spoken. The figure with his back facing Lin Bai did not even make the slightest movement. Only the fine dust falling down along the roof seemed to be responding to Lin Bai.

Something was not right. Something was not right! After he knelt down and listened for a long time, he still did not hear any response. The bad feeling in Lin Bai's heart immediately deepened. Without any hesitation, he hurriedly stood up from the ground and walked forward, wanting to see if the sixth generation ancestor was unwilling to respond or if there was something amiss.

When Lin Bai walked around to the shrine and saw the scene in front of Liu Bowen, he couldn't help but be shocked. Liu Bo Wen sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. His face was serene, like an old monk sitting in meditation. Although his long hair covered most of his face, it still gave people a feeling of amiability like an old man next door.

The Celestial Sect had portraits of successive generations of ancestors, and this Liu Bowen's face was exactly the same as the one hung by the Celestial Sect. Looking at his face, Lin Bai's heart pounded as he hurriedly said respectfully, "Ancestor, the future disciple Lin Bai is here to see you!"

However, Liu Bo Wen's tightly shut eyes still did not show any signs of opening. After discovering the abnormality, Lin Bai immediately felt that something was amiss, his feet could not help but take a step back as if he had seen a ghost. His hands trembled as he said: "How is this possible, how is this possible? Sixth generation Ancestral Master, how could you …"

The two of them were extremely close to each other now. Although the faces of the six generations of Ancestral Masters were lifelike, even the skin on their bodies was normal like an ordinary person and seemed to have an extremely good elasticity, Lin Bai could feel that there was not a single trace of aura emanating from the bodies of the six generations of Ancestral Masters.

"Impossible!" How was this possible! "The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in this place is so abundant, how could the Sixth Patriarch …"

The lack of life, what did that mean? It meant that the man had left the world and entered another world, and to put it more simply, it meant that the man was dead, and what he saw now was only his molt.

At this moment, Lin Bai's emotions could no longer be described with words. It was as if his mood had suddenly dropped from the peak of a towering mountain into the depths of an eternal darkness. After going through countless hardships, he finally found the location of the sixth generation ancestor. He thought that he could have a good chat with him and dispel the doubt in his heart.

However, Lin Bai had never expected that the sixth generation ancestor would have already lost all of his presence, turning into a statue that seemed to have existed for countless generations. And judging from the level of this aura, it must have been dead for several hundred years.

However, he could not figure it out. The island was filled with Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth, and it was not without food. With the cultivation of the Sixth Patriarch, how could he possibly die here?

"After receiving such heavy injuries, after coming to this place, he fought a few more tough battles. Even if he were to be struck by iron, how could he possibly endure it?" An illness cannot be cured, and one cannot live with it. For him to be able to stay here for a hundred years, is already not an easy feat. " He glanced at Liu Bowen's Feather Slough and slowly continued, "After so many years, you are still the same as always. Sometimes, you really make me doubt that we are obviously the natural born spirits of this world, but why is it that compared to you ordinary humans, sometimes we are even slightly inferior? God prefers which side of us is the real one."

"Master Beast, what do you mean?" His mind was completely focused on the words of Liu Bowen, who had suffered heavy injuries before coming here, as well as the few battles that he had to fight in. He really could not understand just what kind of person could have injured the sixth generation ancestor in that world at that time, "Say, the sixth generation ancestor was severely injured before he came here, but how did he suffer such an injury?"

"There are some things that I can't explain, so I can't say it either. Let him explain it to you." The Miasma Water Beast gave a complicated look at Liu Bowen's slough, and its expression darkened. Then, it slowly raised its front foot, pointed to the side of the shrine, and said, "He left something there for you; it should be able to solve the doubts in your heart."

He raised his hand and grabbed a thin piece of paper that was placed in front of the shrine. Just as his fingertip was about to touch the paper, he suddenly stopped, and his gaze seemed to grow roots as it firmly pierced into the tablet within the shrine.

"The ancestors of the Celestial Sect, the Heroic Spirit of the Great Ming Ocean Fleet!"