Chapter 483 Guigu's Plan
"Really? What are you arguing about?"
"We just slept for a short time, and you woke us up again?"
"I say, Wang Jinnian, how long have we been sleeping? You woke us up!?"
As a pair of large hands stretched out from the coffin, an unkempt middle-aged man climbed out.
He climbed out of the coffin while yawning.
Looking at the other person's appearance, the white-haired old man gave him a displeased look.
"You have been asleep for five hundred years. It won't be long. Hurry up and wake up. I have something important to tell you."
After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he turned around and sat down cross-legged.
When he heard the white-haired old man say that he and others had been sleeping for five hundred years, the middle-aged strong man slowly stood up.
"Oh my god, I didn't expect that five hundred years would pass in this sleep."
"Wang Jinnian, how come you haven't changed at all?"
"Did you try to get some benefits from the sect over the years?"
The middle-aged strong man said as he sat down next to the white-haired old man.
Facing the middle-aged burly man's ridicule, the white-haired old man rolled his eyes at him and spoke to him and the four people who woke up one after another.
"I just received news that the three sects, including the Confucian school, have awakened their own ancestors in the divine realm."
"I don't know about the other two schools, but the Confucian School is very likely targeting the Holy Son of our Guigu generation!"
As the white-haired old man finished speaking, the middle-aged strong man couldn't help but be slightly startled.
"That's impossible. It's incredible that our Guigu's Holy Son can reach the ultimate level of Xiantian Grandmaster."
"Does Confucianism need to make such a big fuss?"
Next, the white-haired old man’s answer made the middle-aged man stunned.
"The Holy Son of our Guigu generation is no ordinary person. He has already successfully entered the Holy Realm before he is thirty years old!"
"He is a 'Sword Saint' who has mastered the sword and spear skills!"
"Besides, this kid has now become a Holy Lord."
As the white-haired old man spoke, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.
"Fuck, Wang Jinnian, you didn't lie to me, did you?!"
"Our Guigu's ancestors' graves are filled with smoke. How could such a monster appear?"
After hearing this fact, the middle-aged strong man jumped up from the ground.
The other four people couldn't help but widen their eyes and stare at the white-haired old man.
"Everyone, I'm not just lying to you about this matter."
"The most important thing now is that Confucianism is likely to start a war among the various schools of thought."
"Their purpose must be to target the evil Saint Son of our Guigu, so we must protect him!"
The white-haired old man said this in a decisive tone, with a sharp gleam in his eyes.
After hearing this, the five people, led by the middle-aged sturdy man, all had a solemn look in their eyes.
Just as the white-haired old man said, if Confucianism really wants to stir up a melee among the various schools of thought.
The first to be hit is definitely Guiguzi, who has suppressed various sects for generations!
Thinking of this, the middle-aged strong man asked slowly.
"Wang Jinnian, since this generation of Saint Son has become Saint Lord, I believe he will also be protected by the powerful gods in the Saint Lord Palace."
"So, why did you wake us up? Also, why didn't you wake up those monsters on the upper floors?"
The middle-aged strong man asked all the questions in his mind to the white-haired old man.
Facing the middle-aged man's question, the white-haired old man sighed helplessly and spoke slowly.
"I learned from Senior Mai that although there are many powerful gods in the Holy Lord Palace, most of them are dying."
"Even if we rashly wake them up, I'm afraid they won't last long before dying."
"Not to mention if the Confucians lead their vassal sects."
Having said that, the white-haired old man frowned, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
After hearing the answer from the white-haired old man, the middle-aged strong man also felt the warning of impending storm.
"So, you, old man, want us to closely protect this generation's Holy Son."
"And hide those evildoers on the upper floors at the same time , in case they are needed?"
"Um."
The white-haired old man nodded to the five middle-aged men and responded in a deep voice.
Seeing the solemn look in the white-haired old man's eyes, the middle-aged strong man turned and looked at his four companions.
Then he turned around and smiled.
"We'll take this job!"
At the same time, in the Holy Lord Palace, Jiang Chen, accompanied by the old man in hemp clothes, met the other two ancestors of the Divine Realm.
A middle-aged woman in scantily clad clothes and a middle-aged man in Taoist robes slowly appeared in front of Jiang Chen.
"My Lord, these two are the powerful gods who woke up with me."
"Yuexi, Yanzhen, why don't you come over and meet the Holy Lord."
After the old man in hemp clothes introduced Jiang Chen, he turned around with a smile and called softly to the woman with a coquettish look and the middle-aged man in Taoist robes.
At the call of the old man in sackcloth clothes, the two men walked up to Jiang Chen and looked him up and down.
"Oh my god, is Guigu's generation so amazing? A Saint Realm expert in his twenties?!"
"Yuexi, don't be rude. This is the Holy Lord. According to our ancestral teachings, we should respect the Holy Lord!"
Yan Zhen, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, gently scolded Yue Xi, turned around and bowed to Jiang Chen.
"Yan Zhen, I meet the Holy Lord."
Yue Xi, who was standing aside, pouted in dissatisfaction after being scolded by Yan Zhen, and bowed to Jiang Chen reluctantly.
"Greetings, Lord Saint."
Looking at the two powerful gods whose auras were almost the same as that of the old man in hemp clothes, Jiang Chen smiled with a little respect.
"Please stand up, seniors. You're welcome."
"Although I am a Saint Lord, I am your descendant after all, and my cultivation level is only at the Saint level."
As he spoke, Jiang Chen smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Holy Lord, you are joking. Yuexi has never seen such a young sword master!"
Yuexi said this while throwing a coquettish glance at Jiang Chen.
"Alright, Yuexi, put away your charm. Lord Saint was the founding emperor of a country before entering the Holy Land."
"The Holy Lord has seen all kinds of beauties, so don't embarrass yourself."
The old man in hemp clothes glanced at Yuexi unhappily and reminded her.
Upon hearing that Jiang Chen was so young and yet was a founding monarch, Yue Xi's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Okay, Senior Mai, Senior Yuexi didn't mean it."
"Two seniors, I asked Senior Mai to call you here because I want to discuss something with you."
Seeing that the old man in hemp clothes was a little unhappy, Jiang Chen quickly stepped forward to change the subject.
"Whatever it is, Lord, just tell us. We will do our best!"
Upon hearing that Jiang Chen, the Holy Lord, had something to say to them, Yan Zhen hurriedly asked.
Even Yuexi who was standing beside her put away her seductive eyes and looked at Jiang Chen seriously.
