Gu Qian nodded, but although the sword was the inheritance of the Gu family, there was no information.

I couldn't help but look down at the ring. With a finger pick, the second drop of blood fell, and with a "bang", the ring disappeared.

The electric light flashed in the consciousness, and the eyes were immediately in a large hall, the bluestone is the ground, the thunder light is the top, the nine dragon pillars, the endless starry sky is reflected in the thunder pool in the four directions, a long screen in front of you, no words and no paintings, a stone case under the screen, an ancient sheath is set on the stone case, and the book 'Qinghong' is written at the swallowing place.

Sure enough, what Lang Yu said was not bad at all. However, he did not find any more information.

Is this ring really just for the sword?

The ancestor had the same idea as Lang Yu, and couldn't help but carefully inspect all the corners, except for the dozen or so jade boxes left by Lang Yu on the ground, there was nothing, and the biggest suspicious thing was the wordless screen in front of him, which was very discordant.

Gu Qian sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, twisting his eyebrows frequently, and for dozens of breaths, there was no exit or response. Lang Yu shrank his eyes, he was quite familiar with that space, and even Gu Qian's expression could even read where he saw it.

The situation seemed to be no different from what I saw.

"Ancestor didn't find anything?"

"There is indeed an ancestral breath here. ”

"Ancestor may put Qinghong in the sheath?"

"This ......"

Gu Qian's divine thoughts moved, and Qinghong entered the main hall, but at this time, Qinghong was lightless and colorless, just like an ordinary flying sword, floating on the stone case.

The sword into the sheath was just a blow of thought, but Lang Yu couldn't do it, so he had to return the sword to the Gu family.

The sword of a cultivator is usually unsheathed, and there is a huge ring space, so it is not a lot of such a move, but Qinghong is a sword with a sheath, isn't this abnormal? Unless you are not the real owner of it.

Yes, Qinghong Sword was recognized by Lang Yu, but he never found the sword spirit.

The length of the sword body is the same, the font is the same, and even the scabbard seems to be thinner than Qinghong.

Gu Qian frowned, was this an illusion.

However, the matter of the fairy treasure cannot be judged by its size, the jet-black ring is not more than an inch, and it is not possible for this Qinghong to flip and fly in it.

"Enter!"

Gu Qian's divine thought moved, and he led the sword into the sheath.

The sword retreated, and was about to recognize the sheath, when suddenly, the blue light on the stone case suddenly appeared, and the scabbard flew away from the case with a "hum", and automatically faced Qinghong, just in the light, the sword and the scabbard were one.

A blue arc of light erupted, flickering into a baby-like monster.

Gu Qian, who was sitting cross-legged, leaned back with an "ah", and his complexion changed greatly.

A thunderbeast with a sharp beak, a round head, and fat ears opened its large, bulging eyes towards him. As if he had just woken up, his eyes looked lazily, then he closed it again, shook off his bare lion body, retracted into his sword, and disappeared.

What does this mean? Just getting acquainted?!

The sound of "ding" woke up Gu Qian, and when he concentrated again, the sword had fallen on the stone case, but the sheath was gone.

What just happened?!

Gu Qian was about to look for the strange beast, and a golden light shot into his eyes on the screen behind him, and it was like a snake walking like a stream of water, flying dragons and phoenixes, from top to bottom, from left to right, a tadpole text was displayed as if someone had opened the curtain.

"Ah! ”

The Green Emperor turned into a thunder trick, written clearly, gold pen and silver hook, jumping words one by one, and the route of the meridians, until the end, the nine dragons came out, three thousand thunders, and a sword sealed the sky.

Perfect heritage, perfect interpretation. It makes people's blood boil.

Yes, that's right, it's the thunder trick, and it's exactly the same as the records in the ancient paintings.

Gu Qian stared at it line by line, until a sword star was extinguished, and only gold characters on a black background were left on the screen, and the light was over.

"Huh?"

What about the three sentences that Elder Yu saw?

After three or five breaths, there is still only a thunder trick on the screen, and there is no change.

"Gu Zhenze, the seventy-fifth patriarch of the deity, when the younger generations can see the deity, it is the day when the ancient clan is unsealed. Remember the lesson of the feudal clan, and do not break your oath. ”

Who?!

Suddenly, a majestic voice came into Gu Qian's sea of knowledge.

Just as he was about to withdraw to look for it, in the Thunder Light Hall, the figure of an old man slowly flashed, dressed in a blue shirt, looking at him with deep eyes.

"Ancestor?"

Gu Qian recognized it, this was the only seventy-fifth generation patriarch who left a portrait.

Gu Qian wanted to kneel, but what he entered was just a divine sense.

Gu Zhenze didn't mean to blame at all, and continued: "The old man knew that he was powerless to return to the sky, but he still refined the Qingdi method and bloodline inheritance into the word 'martial arts', I hope that future generations can have enlightened people to protect the clansmen." ”

"When the sword and spirit are united, the catastrophe of heaven and earth comes, and the one who can solve the seal of the clan must be the lord of the return, if you see the magic map, the five clans respect together, remember, remember ......"

The voice was ethereal, and Gu Zhenze's figure gradually faded.

"The ancestors stayed, and the younger generations remembered the teachings of the ancestors...... Ancestors...... May I ask what is the ancestor's bloodline?"

Seeing that the ancestor disappeared, Gu Qian hurriedly asked the last sentence, but unfortunately, Gu Zhenze was just a portrait of a god from a thousand years ago, and it was impossible to answer him.

Gu Qian, who was sitting cross-legged, nodded forward fiercely, and withdrew with a "uh".

That divine thought only existed for two breaths, as if Nan Ke was in a dream.

Gu Qian really didn't want to wake up, his face was sad for a moment, and he once again condensed his divine sense and entered the ring space.

Qinghong is still there, and the magic is still there, but the ancestors have disappeared.

The secret of the ancient family and the secret of the inheritance of the Qingdi were forever silent thousands of years ago.

Ancient calligraphy and painting, the lord of the return to the yuan, the magic map. Familiar and unfamiliar words kept appearing in Gu Qian's memory, How could an ancestor a thousand years ago guess the current situation of the Gu family.

Feng clan, the seal is really ruthless, even if the calligraphy and painting are left, no one can crack it, and the ring of inheritance in his hand must be given away, and he can't recognize the lord alive. If you can't enter the Venerable, you only have a lifespan of more than 100 years, and how many generations of descendants have returned to the dust, this kind of thing, you don't need to tell it, and the younger generations should also remember it.

What is the inheritance of the bloodline, and what is the responsibility of the imperial family besides guarding the secret land?

Only Gu Qian's own heart understands this, and he doesn't know those things. The ancient painting is ruined, in addition to the "Thunder Jue" and the two-and-a-half-sentence message on it, what else is there below?

The hope that had just been seen immediately turned to despair.

The old man's heart was in flames, he looked up to the sky and opened his mouth, and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a "poof". The spirit was scattered, his head was a little bit, and he fainted.

"Big brother. Gu Xuan slapped his palm on Gu Qian's right shoulder, and his Xuan Qi entered.

But is a cultivator so dizzy?

Lang Yu's eyebrows tightened, and he pointed to Gu Qian's eyebrows. He's a little bit enchanted.

There can be no despair without hope. The ancestor's words completely killed the secret of the ancient clan's seal. The method was changed and the inheritance was lost, which had happened thousands of years ago, and what caused it was probably only known to the ancestors, but they were reluctant to mention it.

The bloodline was restored, but the inheritance in it was gone, and the ancient painting left by the ancestors as a precaution was also destroyed.

This is not Langyu's fault, this is the punishment of the Gu family, or rather, the mistakes of the Gu family are no longer worthy of inheritance.

This is what Gu Qian heard from Gu Zhenze's words.

What happened thousands of years ago? Who is punishing the Qingdi family, and there is only one mystery left for a long time. Probably no one in this world can know the reason anymore, unless the Ancient Emperor is reborn.

Without inheritance, the Gu family can no longer be listed in the Five Emperors family, such a blow, Gu Qianyan can not go mad.

So, what about Lang Yu? This small cultivator who used to be able to refine the body, since the disappearance of Jingyang Town, suddenly there has been a earth-shaking change, not only can he cultivate, but also a cultivator is a demon, he can break the ancient calligraphy and painting, and modify the "Thunder Jue", because of the change of the two veins, the ancient family has a venerable, and because of the two sentences, the ancient family has half of the inheritance.

Today, the sword was returned, the ring was activated, and the sword and spirit were united in the ancient clan, which was the real unsealing.

When the sword and spirit are united, the heaven and earth are tribulated, and since the ancestor has already appeared, it is said that Elder Yu is the lord of the Guiyuan.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Gu Qian opened his eyes faintly and looked at Lang Yu in a daze.

"Are you the Lord of Return?"

Suddenly, a sentence also made Lang Yu and the two of them confused for a while.

"Great Ancestor. Gu Xuan leaned over and called. You misremember.

Lang Yu pushed his nose: "Hehe, the junior can barely be regarded as the master of the Heavenly Palace at present." ”

"Do you have a magic map?"

"Huh?" Lang Yu's smiling face suddenly froze, and it was the first time he had heard of the word Sealing Demon Diagram, but it immediately made him think of something.

The thing that the Divine Sang Ancestor has always wanted to see, the thing that the Demon Clan and the South China Sea have also been waiting for,—— the Ancient Scrolls.

This treasure is just the appearance of a painting scroll, and Lang Yuzhen has never known its exact name.

Will it be it?

It must be it, Lang Yu also showed the image to the Ancestor of Shensang, the painting that has never been opened, it is the Sealing Demon Diagram, which is almost not to be associated.

Lang Yu only thought for a moment and asked back, "What did the Ancestor see in the ring?" Without waiting for Gu Qian to answer, a divine thought passed over and sent the image of the ancient scroll.

A lost treasure is getting more and more weird, and the target of Lang Yu's pursuit is it, so as long as it is related to it, he is immediately excited.

"The Demon Sealing Diagram that the Ancestor said, but this thing?"

Gu Qian closed his eyes and looked at it for a long time, then shook his head: "The old man doesn't know. ”

"Cut!" Lang Yu retracted his thoughts speechlessly. Is there such a joke?

"There is indeed a large hall in the ring, and there is also a scabbard, but it is not a scabbard, but Qinghong's sword spirit ......"

"Huh?" Lang Yu couldn't help but shrink his eyes. After seeing it several times, he really hadn't thought about the sword spirit, and it couldn't have been like that?!

Gu Qian turned his head and glanced at Gu Xu: "These two treasures are the treasures of the Gu family's inheritance, you can't be wrong, I have seen the seventy-fifth generation of ancestors in them." ”