In the tower, not long after Yeyang left, the tower spirit who had not left also asked the stele spirit boy:

"Is there a sword in the world that can look at the past and the future?"

But the words could not be settled, and the Ta Ling did not wait for the boy to respond, and once again said to himself:

"As far as I know, there are only eight innate instruments in this red dust sky, which are the East Heavenly Wood, West Heavenly Water, South Heavenly Fire, North Heavenly Wind in the red dust, and the Daotian Bell that has been passed down from generation to generation by that clan, as well as the Daotian Monument of the evil clan in Yanjia Town. ”

"And we only have one pillar and one chain outside the red dust, but we are all trapped in the Divine Monarch Domain, and we have never heard of a thing in this world that is a sword and an innate instrument. ”

Asking and answering himself, it also revealed a lot of secrets that the tower spirit knew, but it was this kind of self-questioning and self-answering, which made the stele spirit boy who was born and only stayed in this tower feel very confused, after all, this knowledge, including what kind of utensils he imitated, he also did not know.

Through Ta Ling's words, the stele spirit felt extremely proud, but at the same time, he also felt a chill down his spine.

The innate instruments in the world all have their own Dao fruits, and the existence of imitations, or unless there is a special means to seal them, after the instruments are refined to a certain realm, they will only collapse suddenly when a person suddenly collapses.

Delusional to replace the imitated innate instrument, and compete with one of the Dao Fruits, unless the deity of the Dao Heaven Monument is beheaded, and then the Dao Fruit is taken out and falls into the hands of this imitation Dao Heaven Monument, otherwise it will only be him who will die.

The stele spirit was thinking about how to save his life, and the tower spirit was constantly thinking about it, or deducing the origin of the night sword.

But no matter how he deduced, how he used the little power he had accumulated after sleeping for many years, he wanted to understand the origin of the night sword by watching the origin of the night sun.

There is always a giant hand that intercepts his deductions, or deflects the deduction target, or directly scatters the deduction power he uses.

After a muffled snort, the tower spirit's body also became much more transparent, but even so, he still couldn't touch the past history of the night sun, let alone know the origin of the night sword.

"Take care of this place, I'm sleeping. ”

After leaving only a word, the tower spirit also fell asleep again, leaving Na still worried about whether he would have to break away from this tower if one day, his strength would be able to break away from this tower with the imitation Dao Heavenly Monument.

While thinking about it, the brows were also furrowed deeper and deeper, and suddenly in a flash, the stele spirit boy who seemed to have figured everything out laughed, and turned around and escaped into the imitation Dao Heaven Monument.

And just when he escaped into the imitation Dao Heaven Monument, as the three names on the monument body from top to bottom, but of different sizes, gradually shrunk, and then arranged down one by one, and then three extremely elegant blurred phantoms were conjured in front of the many smaller names.

The phantom has no face, but the breath on it is completely similar to the original figure seen by the spirit of the tablet.

At this point, this imitation of the Dao Heaven Monument may also go to another road, but I don't know how long this road will take, and how many people will carve their names (pseudonyms) on this monument, so that the stele spirit boy can give birth to his own Dao fruit and have his own name...

Outside the independent space, I saw that the half-step Taixuan who was walking slowly was Qinglu and Yao Fengyu, but both of them were clones, not deities.

But even if it was two doppelgangers, the hundred Xuanyin monks brought behind them were not something that other people with small forces could ignore, after all, they were from the first-class big force "Yunhai Sect" that had re-entered the world more than a hundred years ago.

It is rumored that in the Yunhai Sect, even the miscellaneous disciples are only Xuanyang monks within the age of 100, while the outer disciples are required to cultivate within 3,000 years old to the third order of Xuanyin, and if they do not reach the sixth order of Xuanyin at the age of 5,000, they will be directly eliminated from the identity of the inner disciple.

And in such strict regulations, the number of orthodox disciples of the Yunhai Sect is as high as three million, and if you count the miscellaneous disciples, there are countless of them!

With a large number of Xuanyin monks of this scale, and there are twenty-nine half-step Taixuan and seven Taixuan in the sect, and the person who founded the sect is also a Yunhai saint, this prestige is also one of the best existences in this Yuan Heaven Domain, how can they be provoked by these local forces.

Just as they were thinking about these things, and on the one hand, they felt that those half-step Taixuan were leading the way for the people of the Yunhai Sect, so they walked in front of them to open the way.

A sound fell into Yeyang's ears, telling him not to act rashly for the time being.

At the same moment, except for Qinglu and Yao Fengyu's clones, the other male and female monks all had straight faces, knelt down on one knee and shouted together:

"Disciple!

Before the words fell, all the monks who were looking at Yeyang, including the two Bai Ke, all the monks who had only been a little restless also froze in place as if they were dumb.

Suddenly, the small square became audible, and it was not until the sound of a man swallowing saliva appeared that the tension eased somewhat.

And among them, those who were so nervous that their faces turned pale belonged to Hong Mingde and those monks who had a bad face for Yeyang during the trial, but Yeyang didn't have much interest in them.

Judging by the reactions of other people, Yao Fengyu's Yunhai Sect is definitely extraordinary, and his purpose is to create a momentum in order to find out the news of Qinglu and Yao Fengyu, but now that they have appeared, then their goal of coming to this upper domain is one less, and there is no need to create any more momentum.

"Get up. ”

Without much shock, Yeyang's calmness made some of the monks from the Middle Realm bow their heads.

Before daring to love, Yeyang didn't dare to go against them, but felt that their identity was not enough for him to leave his identity to react to them, so he was so indifferent.

Although this idea was made up by them on their own, it was also the one that best explained Yeyang's previous indifference to their actions.

"Yes!"

After hearing Yeyang's words, those disciples of the Yunhai Sect also responded in unison, and then stood up, waiting for Yao Fengyu and the others or Yeyang to speak.

"Let's talk while walking, it's hard for you to be hard all the way, back to the sect, what do you want to know when you go, and then I'll talk to you in detail." ”

"Back!"

Qinglu's voice only fell into Yeyang's ears halfway through, and Yeyang just said lightly: "Go back to the sect!"

Then, I heard Qinglu say the follow-up words.

"Xin Eryang, Night Seven Rabbits, and Xin Yue are all in the Hanyu Palace, but the situation of the three may require you to go in person to know what happened..."