The two followed Wang Xianjun into a secret room at the end of the Qianjin Palace.

As the stone gate slowly closed, Wang Xianjun cast a cold gaze on Tong Mu,

"You're damned!"

Although he noticed that the other party was not good-intentioned, he didn't seem to care at all, smiled slightly, held Yun Xuanyue's green jade hand with one hand, signaled her not to worry, and looked directly at the majestic figure and said: "Master Zhangjiao, dare to ask the disciple what is the crime!"

Wang Xianjun's eyes were not good, "Let me ask you, have you fallen into the devil?"

Tong Mu immediately bowed his head and said: "No, I just got the ghost monk inheritance!"

Wang Xianjun groaned, "I'm asking you, if you, this demonic and martial dual cultivator, are you from the Heavenly Dao Holy Body of the Star and Moon lineage!"

Tong Mu replied: "It is indeed the Heavenly Dao Holy Body, but it is not from the Star and Moon lineage, and my bloodline itself has the probability of awakening the Holy Body!"

"Nonsense!" Wang Xianjun burst into a shout, slapped the table, and was so majestic that it seemed that the sky was falling apart.

Tong Mu raised his eyebrows and said: "What the junior said is true. The so-called gods and demons are difficult to separate, Buddhism and Taoism are one family, there is no distinction between good and evil in inheritance, and only the human heart can distinguish between good and evil!"

Wang Xianjun shook his head and said: "What is the meaning of gods and demons, Buddhism is a family, the ancient demon has confessed everything to me, if you are so stubborn, don't blame this sect for not being merciful, this sect will ask you again, what is the relationship between you and the Xingyue Demon God Sect!"

Wang Xianjun's monstrous momentum was rolling down, but it was just to confirm his relationship with the Divine Sect, and he didn't know which tendon was wrong, since he kept me, he must have reached some agreement with Mu Yebai, so why bother asking, unless?

A lightning bolt flashed through Tong Mu's brain, and he said in a condensed voice: "My Heavenly Dao Holy Body is indeed derived from the bloodline inheritance, if you have to say that it has anything to do with the Demon Sect, then it has to start from tens of thousands of years ago, my ancestor and Xingyue's ancestor used to be a very good senior brother, and then Xingyue was willing to fall, the two brothers parted ways, and the ancestors passed down this Holy Spirit Hammer, which is two, and the ancestors of the Demon Sect and my ancestors each have one in their hands." ”

He looked at Wang Xianjun blankly, and continued: "I think, that ancient demon must have a great relationship with my ancestors, so as to help me inherit the line of ghost monks, the ancestors have said, for the safety of the family, I want to keep it secret for life, you have repeatedly asked, are you trying to trap my Tong family in injustice?"

Tong Mu stared at Wang Xianjun deeply, his eyes sharp!

Wang Xianjun's eyes narrowed slightly, he turned his gaze to Tong Mu, and muttered: "I will confirm with Tong Yaobo what you said, but now, I will test you!

"I have already learned to have a Heavenly Dao Holy Body, and now I have a ghost Dao inheritance, even if I have demonic energy on my body, it is strange to have gods and demons!"

Tong Mu's heart trembled, and he said inwardly.

Wang Xianjun shook his head slowly, not explaining much.

In his eyes, although Tong Mu's previous experience could prove his identity as a ghost monk to a certain extent, and the righteous and awe-inspiring explanation just now also made him believe the other party to a large extent.

But Wang Xianjun is different from the other six people present, a hundred years ago, he stood behind Lu Qianyu, timidly witnessed the battle between the old man Xingyue and the Lord Tianji, he knew more about Mu Yebai, Mu Xingyue and his son than everyone present, in addition to the strange power and the double cultivation of demon martial arts, Tong Mu's understanding of the battle, his state of mind, was no different from the Xingyue Demon God back then, how could this not make him doubt!

I saw that his big hand was raised suddenly, and the violent aura of the leopard-spotted flame orchid rushed out, and the majestic metallic power directly enveloped Tong Mu in it.

Tong Mu frowned slightly, and he didn't resist, he was not Wang Xianjun's opponent, the best way at this moment was to be captured, any futile resistance would bring disaster to himself.

The violent metallic power shook Kirimaki's ears and buzzed, and the tingling pain in his brain was like a pinprick, and he could no longer see anything other than the gold in front of him.

Just when he felt that he was about to faint, there was a strange heaviness in his body, which suddenly came to him, this heavy feeling seeped out from his limbs, like a walk in the wilderness, and like a forgetful river looking back, but the strange thing is that he himself did not hate this feeling, on the contrary, his body was like a spring breeze and rain, and it was like a long drought and rain, and every inch of skin and flesh that was scraped made a comfortable snapping sound.

The chaotic consciousness gradually returned, and the feeling of fatigue was swept away. Tong Mu sat down cross-legged, carefully feeling the power in his body, he was surprised to find that the heaviness in his body actually came from the ghoul qi in the bones, and at this time, these things had gathered in the dantian, forming a pitch-black mass like ink.

It was this force that was strong against the metallic aura of the leopard-spotted flame orchid.

The sense of oppression on his body has long disappeared, and the flesh and blood of his whole body are rhythmically beating, along with this rhythm, the black power revolves around Zhou Tian, and every moment passes, the muscles are solid, explosive, and the power of the stars and moons in the meridians is completely wrapped in black, and there is no trace.

Seeing this scene, Tong Mu fell into deep thought, "It seems that there is a master who deliberately helped me, and this ghoul power obtained in the middle of sleep and half awake before, I am afraid that it is just to cover up my identity as the leader of the Star Moon Demon God, the ancient predecessors did not mention this, it must not be him, so who is helping me?"

At that critical moment, the ghoul qi gushing out of the bones should be undoubtedly inherited by the ghost monk, but the enmity between the Divine Sect and the Yin Capital is as deep as the sea, and the ghost queen Nie Yiqian once asserted that when he waits, he will use the nine nether fires to burn out the afterglow of the stars and the moon.

"This ghost monk is a lineage, originating from the Yin Capital Lanruo Temple, as long as Nie Yiqian reigns for a day, he will definitely not help, it will not be them who helped me!"

"Could it be the Ghost Emperor Ning Caiyu?"

"What reason does Kening Caiyu have to help me?"

You must know that the inheritance of the Ghost Emperor is useless, and the Nine Hell Ghost Emperor Sutra mastered by him is the existence of the culmination of the ghost path, and the ghost path has a unique advantage in the refining of the power of the yin, and among the six reincarnations, the ghost path is the most strange and unpredictable.

It is said that among the six realms of cultivation, the Heavenly Dao is the most powerful, which comes from the rules of heaven and earth itself; the demon cultivation is inherited from the four strange beasts of the dragon and phoenix; the holy path is relatively ethereal, and it is all the people who have special insights in various fields to become holy, and the heavenly machine is the Confucian saint who ascended; the inheritance of the Buddhist path comes from the ancient god Buddha, Shakya Rinpoche; as for the demon path, there is no need to talk about it, most of his own inheritance comes from this.

As for the ghost path lineage, according to rumors, after Shakya Rinpoche sat down, his physical body became conscious, and eventually became the leader of the ghoul path, and its lineage and the Buddha's lineage are supremely powerful beings, able to guide practitioners step by step into the realm of transcendence.

Tong Mu frowned, thought carefully for a long time, and failed to come to a more definite conclusion, at this moment, the metal power around his body has been thousands of times stronger than at the beginning, even the current Tong Mu, also felt a little unbearable, his physical strength passed quickly, and his spirit was tired again.

He snorted coldly, although the power of this metal is strong, but for him who has the Star Picker, this kind of thing is obviously food, but it is not suitable to release the power of the stars and the moon at this time, and it is easy to expose himself.

But the power of immortality is different, it is the rule between heaven and earth, and Gu Qianyun was a person from the Western Regions tens of thousands of years ago, even if he was seen by the other party, it was difficult to connect with the Divine Sect.

At this moment, this violent qi is the best time to cultivate the immortal body, the immortal power is too against the sky, and it will only become stronger after repeated dangerous tests.

Thinking of this, Tong Mu stepped out, and the yuan power in his body was like a flood bursting the embankment, quickly surging out of the body, and the soul sea was also bright, and one after another spiritual energy was shot out. The purple immortal power began to spread across Kirimu's body.

"Huh?" Wang Xianjun felt the change in Tong Mu's breath, frowned, and increased the release of spiritual power in his hand.

With this foot down, the strength that had only been recovered for a long time was completely drained, and Tong Mu's face turned a lot paler all of a sudden.

He bit his lips and stepped out again, and the stubborn temper of the 10,000-year-old tree suddenly surged up, and he stepped out desperately and continuously.

Just after Tong Mu took seven or eight steps forward, although he was still stubborn, cracks had already appeared in his body, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's better to give up! After all, your strength is too poor!" Wang Xianjun saw the other party's intention and kindly persuaded him.

The wildness of the leopard spotted flame orchid makes people feel tired, but it is indeed a masterpiece of Tong Mu's cultivation, and the more he persists, the greater the benefit of the cultivation of the immortal body.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this kind of cultivation method is simply nonsense, in other words, it is looking for death, with the strength of the second order of Tongmu, once it loses its strength, it is very likely to be torn apart by the metal gang wind and fall into a catastrophe.

Tong Mu is not a fool, every time he insists, it is within the scope of his control, and every time he makes a slight breakthrough, he will retreat a little bit to rest, so that his flesh and blood consciousness can recover some strength, and he has persisted for more than two hours, and the effect is very impressive.

Human potential is unlimited, but you can't eat a fat person in one bite.

After a whole day of tossing, Tong Mu's progress is very obvious, he has reached the position of Wang Xianjun near five meters, before the distance between him and the other party was twenty meters, which is a great progress.

Tong Mu is still not satisfied, he is just able to walk under the coercion of the flame orchid now, when can he live under this coercion, that is the real advancement of the immortal body.

But he found a very troublesome problem, his skin has cracked and can't look like this, in this way, he has to disintegrate, seeing all this, his face became ugly,

"Now that I am under this kind of coercion, I can only hold out for about five hours, and I am afraid it will take about a month to recover from the injuries on my body, and at this cultivation speed, it will take at least ten years for the immortal body to advance. ”

And the other party is Wang Xianjun, the first head of the Eight Treasures Heavenly Machine Pavilion, he can't pester the other party every day to do such a boring thing with himself. Who else can put so much pressure on himself like this Wang Xianjun?

Wang Xianjun was not feeling well at the moment, his eyes were tired, and fine beads of sweat had oozed from his forehead, which seemed to be the sequelae caused by excessive consumption of spiritual power.

"Master Leader, have you finished your test, I can't hold on anymore!"

Tong Mu's voice came eagerly, and Wang Xianjun finally showed a knowing smile, and the strength in his hand slowly weakened.