The Scripture Pavilion in the Valley of Eternal Life has six floors.

When the second elder walked to the third floor, he met a one-horned young man who was immersed in hard study.

The latter stood up and saluted.

The Second Elder smiled and nodded, then continued to walk upstairs.

Soon came to the sixth floor of the top floor, and the second elder walked around the bookshelves, and finally found an old book called "Inheritance Record".

He opened the dusty book and read it for a while.

The book contains detailed information about the inheritors.

As a true inheritor, it is not enough to be strong in light genes, because there are some spells and supernatural powers that cannot be passed on through genes.

It's like a father with infinite strength and all kinds of martial arts skills, giving birth to a son with infinite strength.

This immense power may be passed down through genes, but martial arts, which are experience and skill, cannot be passed on through genes.

So the big guys came up with a way, that is, after the child is born, all the things that cannot be inherited through genes are forcibly engraved into the child's gene chain through some means.

After all, for the big guys, there is a possibility of accidents at any time, and they can't teach their children step by step like ordinary people.

It is possible to pass it on in writing, but it is easy for it to be stolen or even snatched by an adulterer.

The second elder slowly turned the back page, recording the difference between the inheritor and other immortal cultivators.

Whether it is an ordinary immortal mutant or a relatively rare mutant, in fact, it is a genetic mutation.

However, inheritors are different, they already have strong genes, so there is no mutation process at all.

As they age, the genetic locks in their bodies will gradually open, and the inheritances that have been engraved on the genetic chain will awaken on their own.

Then a unique sign is formed, it may be an imprint, it may be some fragmentary image that appears in the depths of the mind, or it may be an artifact that grows inside the flesh.

When he saw this, the haggard Second Elder gently closed the book, and there was no need to continue reading.

Then he walked to the small window, and happened to see the one passing under the attic of the scriptures: "Senior brother, who are you?"

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Before sunset, the clouds were thick in the west, the setting sun was burning like fire, and the depths of the canyon suddenly began to fog.

The dense fog mixed with a strange color of blood slowly rose from the depths of the valley, as if swallowing up the afterglow of the setting sun.

In the small hut on the side of the arched bridge, Han You, who was originally learning to meditate and wanted to comprehend some skills, somehow managed to do it, and fell asleep unconsciously, and this sleep directly slept until the evening.

After sobering up, Han You stretched his waist, planning to wash up first, and then go to another house to eat some food to comfort his rumbling stomach.

At this time, the wind was blowing outside, and the evening breeze did not carry a faint fragrance as before, but mixed with an indescribable unpleasant smell.

But Han You didn't care too much, he turned over and got out of bed and walked to the corner of the hut.

There was a bronze basin next to the bronze mirror, and Han You habitually looked at the mirror before fetching water.

Except for some swarthy boys in the mirror, there is really nothing wrong with other places.

At this time, there was a sudden loud noise, like thunder falling to the ground, the timid Han You's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly threw down the basin, turned around and walked out.

The sky outside was dark and dreary, and there was an inexplicable layer of qi overhead, which was oppressive and breathless.

Han You, who walked out of the hut, moved a few steps forward, always feeling a cold swishing behind him, and then he looked back.

It happened to see a terrible picture that stunned him on the spot.

Thick fog rolled in the depths of the valley, and in the haze there was a huge monster full of tentacles, like a walking mountain, walking out step by step, slowly but powerfully.

The monster was blood-red, with two pillar-thick human legs, no neck or head, but eight huge tentacles waving.

Han You swallowed hard, and the hairs on his body stood up without exception.

When life and death are at stake, Han You can only think about the mentor here, but when is TM here? Why haven't you even seen a figure?

Could it be that the group of people who rushed into the depths of the valley in the morning to find the immortal fruit tree were all swallowed by this big octopus?

As for the two old goods left behind the old valley master and the second elder, it seems that they should choose to run away actively.

Han You couldn't help but scold: "You old firewood stick, and you tall telephone pole, don't let me escape..."

The dense fog behind was overwhelming, and Han You crawled continuously, wanting to run out of a way out.

At this moment, the octopus monster let out a baby-like scream, accompanied by a strange fishy smell in the air, and one touch followed the entire canyon, and then jerked down.

Han You's legs weakened and he collapsed to the ground in despair.

He stared at the huge tentacle that was about to fall, and if that force was whipped down, there would be nothing left of the entire valley to survive.

If he is as weak as he is limited to a nominal immortal changer, the consequences can be imagined.

The tentacles covered the sky and the sun, and Han You could only hold his head, indicating his last stubbornness.

However, at this time, a neutral voice seemed to penetrate the sky: "Urgent as a law~"

Han You, who was originally going to wait for death, finally had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Holding his head and turning his head to take a look, he saw Li Daniu, who was a deacon, rising into the air, facing the huge tentacles, and rushed up directly.

Then there was the deaf uncle, the graceful widow Zhang, and the butcher Zhao, who rarely showed up, a total of five people before and after, all of whom flew into the air.

Li Da Niu took the lead in attacking, pinching the complex seal in his hand, and a phantom figure almost ten zhang tall suddenly appeared behind him.

The phantom hunched over with his true body, and stubbornly held the huge tentacle.

"Evil animals, so bad that the old lady didn't eat. Widow Zhang pulled out an infinitely long skirt and wrapped it around the monster's other tentacle.

Butcher Zhao snorted: "Me too." ”

The deaf uncle glanced at the dumb uncle: "What are you talking about?"

The latter is more than hand-wrenched, and he doesn't know what to say.

Li Daniu gasped and said, "Who will carry it, let me rest for a while." ”

The rest of the people reacted and hurriedly helped.

Butcher Zhao's pig-killing knife stabbed out directly, and the deaf uncle's pipe became bigger than the others.

But the dumb uncle has his own special effects, and he reads it in his mouth, and countless golden characters are typed out.

Several people shot at the same time, and the monster seemed to be a little invincible, and slowly retreated into the depths of the valley, hidden in the thick fog.

Li Daniu and the others followed closely and all rushed in.

In the gray haze deep in the valley, lightning and thunder suddenly roared, and the sound of fighting was endless.