"Boy, your hands are really fast, and you almost abolished the junior, so tell me how to explain to the old man. Gu Mo looked at Lang Yu again, a first-order warrior was worthwhile. But what is the reality in front of him, what kind of skills Gu San is, it is all in the palm of his hand, that is the existence of Gu Heng in his generation, and he is almost planted today. and the one who raised his hand to destroy four second-order martial artists in a row, this record made Gu Mo have to look at it straight.

It's not that I haven't heard of a cross-level kill, but this is no longer the level of a cross-level kill, but an instant erasure. No matter how many tricks there are, they must not be underestimated, no wonder he dares to admit that he can protect himself.

Gu Jiucheng shook his head and smiled. "Young Master Yu, your sword has picked out a crucial chess piece of my ancient clan. Lang Yu pinched his nose, a little embarrassed.

"Gu San is an old patriarch, and it took a lot of effort to get into the Huang family's eyeliner, where is the traitor. This time, the Huang family sent two teams of people to rob and kill Gu Heng, which was the letter he reported, and as for challenging the disciples of the Gu clan, it was just a blind excuse. Hehe, it seems that the Huang family must be the first to do it, and there is no need for Xiao San to go back. ”

"That's right. Hehe!" Lang Yuxin said, this white-haired old man is really not in vain, if he lets himself choose someone, he must be Gu San, this kid is too realistic.

The thick dark purple blood was spit out by Gu San's mouthful, and the person also woke up. But it was only sober, and as the two warriors' aura withdrew, they fell crookedly to the side. Gu Yunyi raised his hand to hold it, and the whole person was soft and collapsed, and his face was yellow.

"Young master, you don't make a move, don't you see that I let you?" Gu San was depressed, so he had to find a step for himself.

"Hehe, the third master didn't give me a word, how do I know. Hehe, if you want to blame you, go to that Gu Fan, I'm the hand for him. Lang Yu teased. Cultivator, getting injured is not a big deal, Lang Yu's own sword knows in his heart that the main thing about Gu San's injury is that his Golden King Eight exploded.

"Aside from the little martial artist of the first order, I actually let you plant noodles, and I will fight you fairly in three days. Gu San shook his body and stood up.

A small injury is nothing, in the past, when Elder Gan was here, it was common to beat and punish him. Since the Huang family came out of the Gu Heng Hui clan, and also brought back the waste young master, Gu San was very moved. The trio, in the end, there was only one brother left, and he was sent undercover again, and life was difficult. Originally, he wanted to take out his super Xuanwu to show off to Lang Yu, but he didn't expect Lang Yu to give him such a meeting gift.

Gu San's uninhibitedness, no one was responsible for several major repairs in the house, only Gu Mo smiled and glared: "Nonsense." ”

"Just rely on your big eight, forget it, you challenge me with a third-order battle, and you have to fight fairly. You might as well get up on your own first. Lang Yu said and threw a jade bottle over. "This wine is enough for you to drink for a month, let me tell you first, drink less to nourish the essence and drink more to explode the body, don't blame my brother for not reminding you. ”

Gu Sanyi grabbed it and sniffed. "One sword for such a small bottle, you are also stingy. ”

The little brothers chatted as if there was no one around, and they had long since lost the ruthlessness of your life and death just now. Lang Yu is also happy that he finally didn't know the wrong person.

"Okay, Gu San will go to Fengyuan to recuperate first, and the patriarch still has something to do. "Ancient enlightenment.

The three of them gave up, and before they went out, Gu Sanyi raised his hand and grabbed another thing, a walnut-like earth-colored nut. "You only have one day, you can't slow down, don't blame me for chopping the king's eight. Langyu then threw out a sentence.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm waiting for you. The little mung bean squeezed his eyes, and climbed Gu Yunyi's shoulder to leave the compound with satisfaction. Lang Yu's skills, he has seen it, he doesn't need to think that the bottle of wine is not a mainland product, this kid is just a little more ghostly thinking.

The declining Gu family now does not dare to offend any party. Especially when it's embattled. The Lin family and the Huang family are two guns, and there is a hidden arrow hidden in the City Lord's Mansion. When the Gu family perished, he naturally wanted a piece of the pie. Langyu's family plus Gan Thirteen, Gu Mo didn't dare to be slow. Lu Xueying slaughtered the city in a rage, it is said that the seven major repairers were almost killed, and Gan Shisan was obviously not inferior to the Venerable Senior. Although the two are not there, they are not necessarily dead. On this point, the Gu clan did not dare to look down on Lang Yu, not to mention that the two of them were kind to the Gu clan first. Therefore, this practice of thunder tricks and watching ancestral paintings is something that non-people of the clan dare not think of, but it is logical here for Langyu.

Gu Mo Zhen and heavy from the bosom is to take out an old clay bottle, or white earth color, definitely not exquisite. He didn't put this clay vase in the ring, which seemed to be a bit special.

Under the calligraphy and painting is a stone case, which can be as tall as a person sitting. Gu Mo respectfully held the vial and placed it on the stone table, and then knelt down under it, as if in a sincere prayer.

Lang Yu was watching from the side, Gu Jiucheng personally closed the door, walked back from behind the screen, and glanced at Lang Yu. "Young Master, wait. Then he walked over and knelt behind Gumo.

A family is bound to be a little secretive, it seems that this is a very important thing, Lang Yu secretly guessed.

After more than ten breaths, Gu Mo stood up. He accepted the stone bottle and beckoned to Langyu. "Yu'er, you can come here. ”

After Gu Jiucheng bowed three times, he got up and stepped aside. Gu Mo pointed to the two futons on the ground and motioned for Lang Yu to sit down.

Until now, Gu Mo seemed to be hesitating, the two sat opposite each other, and it was more than a dozen breaths, and Gu Mo didn't speak. Lang Yu didn't ask, he who could tell himself would naturally say that this was a trade-off, and Lang Yu didn't want to sway this old man who was already physically and mentally emaciated. It makes no difference what is in there, whether there is or is not for him.

After a long time, Gu Mo opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Yu boy, you only know that only the disciples of the Gu clan have the opportunity to comprehend in front of this painting, but you don't know that without this thing, no one can comprehend anything, even if you use it, you need chance." This painting is a hand-me-down of the ancient people, and it is also a belief of our people, but for thousands of years, no one can participate in the secrets. If you don't see anything within three days, don't force it. Do you understand what Grandpa meant?"

Lang Yu nodded, no one has seen the secret in it for a thousand years, and the probability is really small enough. If it weren't for Lang Yu's chance to discover the point of light and the endless void in the painting, he wouldn't have thought to look at it.

"It doesn't matter if you can realize anything. You have to make an oath and tell your grandfather word for word if you see it. This is what every disciple who has comprehended this diagram must do, can you do it?" Gu Mo said again as he looked at Lang Yu with an unusually solemn gaze.

Lang Yu thought for a moment, "Yes." But there is something to see, and there is nothing to say. But if there is anything related to the secrets of the ancient clan, grandpa will not embarrass me. ”

"Oh?" Gu Mo laughed when he heard this, this kid has a lot of eyes. "If this is really good, you can rest assured, if you can participate in the words of this painting, it is a great grace to my ancient clan, not only will not embarrass you, but also give you a heavy treasure. ”

"Yes! I swear. Lang Yu bit his fingertips and swore to the sky, this time it was a fairly formal process, the oath was fulfilled, and the heavens were checked. A trace of inexplicable qi that only he could feel instantly locked on him, and disappeared in a flash.

Gu Mo didn't have any special reaction, this seems to be what every disciple must do before he comprehends this painting, Lang Yu just didn't expect it to be so troublesome to see a calligraphy and painting.

Gu Mo picked up the vial and said solemnly: "This bottle has been passed to me for thousands of years, and after this time, the Gu clan can only rely on heaven." This sentence doesn't seem to say to Langyu, but more like talking to himself.

"Grandpa Gu, since such an important thing. I still don't need it, right?" Lang Yu could naturally see that the things in it were afraid that they would be consumed for his own enlightenment, so he refused, with the foundation of the last time, he knew that he didn't need it.

Gumo shook his head. "This is a vial of the ancestor's essence blood, without it, how can you comprehend the way of the ancestor. Since you promised to let you participate in enlightenment, how could Grandpa not give you the same opportunity, as for whether you can succeed or not, it depends on your creation. With that, Gumo overturned the stone bottle.

Lang Yu no longer insisted, this painting is also a bit evil, and he really didn't get into it before he fought Gu San just now.

The stone bottle was upside down for more than thirty breaths, and there was no movement.

What's going on? Didn't open the cap?

After another ten breaths, a slight silver-red finally appeared at the mouth of the bottle, and there was a curved hazy silver line on the red droplets. Ancestral blood, sure enough, was different, and the light purple aura in Langyu's dantian was all attracted by it.

After more than ten breaths, to the naked eye, that bit of silver red does not seem to have increased. Gu Mo sighed quietly, and with a flick of his fingernails, a bead of blood appeared on the middle finger of his left hand. Raised his hand and pasted it under the mouth of the bottle, and the blood beads on his fingers also had a slight silver light. Carefully putting down the stone bottle, Gu Mo closed his eyes and unfolded the magic trick and began to practice.

The drop of blood floated up quietly, hanging between his hands, and the intricate handprints dazzled Lang Yu, as if he was saying a dumb word.

Hehe, Lang Yu understood, the ancestral blood in the stone bottle was only half a drop. It seems that Gu Mo is adulterating it, which is also a matter of no choice, who let himself catch up with the last wave.

Lang Yu looked at it intently, the old man's technique was probably a special sacrificial refining technique, and he was a little hot-eyed. It's just that I've never touched it, and I can't remember it no matter how clearly I see it.

After a few moments, the ancestral blood finally dissolved into a round drop, the size of a small fingernail. Gu Mo stretched out his right index finger and nudged it from afar, and the blood beads slowly flew to Lang Yu's eyebrows, silently melting in.

"Huh?" Is that easy? It is also inconceivable that the imaginary boycott did not appear.

As soon as the Xuan Qi on his fingertips was collected, Gu Mo smiled, the ancestral blood was not pure, and he didn't even have the resistance of different bloodlines?

"Okay, that's all Grandpa can do, and it's up to you how to enlighten next. Gu Mo got up and looked at the ancient calligraphy and paintings behind him again. After a thousand years of silence, if the family can't keep it, the secret of this painting will be buried forever with the drying up of the ancestral blood.

Lang Yu, a person who does not have a trace of ancient blood, even if he has refined the "Thunder Turning Technique", the two of them will not have much hope for him.

Behind the screen, there was a soft squeak, and the door shut. No one will be disturbed for three days, unless there is an accident on the part of the Gu Clan.

The needle drop in the hall can be heard, and the pale blue light of the luminous beads on the top of the column is reflected on the ancient paintings.