"Senior Zigong, senior Zigong, you just leave a treasure, why are you making it so mysterious? Without Boss Chu, how can I get out? Zhou Mo had already stood up, the Yongdao behind him, I don't know when it had disappeared, there was no Chu Yi and Su Tang beside him, in this huge space, he was the only one, although he was now cultivating to a great advancement, the first realm was a great achievement, but he didn't know how to escape from the earth, and there was no way to return to the ground more than thirty meters underground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhou Mo didn't worry about the safety of Chu Yi and Su Tang, there was a vague connection between the two and him, Zhou Mo could feel that they were still alive, cultivating to the ninefold realm, one heavy and one heavy heaven, Chu Yi's cultivation was two times higher than him, and the power of self-preservation was still there, so it was not so easy to die.

Zhou Mo looked at the space he was in now, this space was much smaller than the space before entering the corridor, it looked like a bedroom, there was a stone bed in the corner of the space, and a futon was placed on the stone bed, in addition, on one wall of the space, there was a shelf, and the shelves were full of small boxes, and there was nothing else in the room.

Zhou Mo was not in a hurry to find a way to get there, he walked to the edge of the shelf, and the shelf was made of wood, and after so many years, there was still no trace of decay. Zhou Mo stretched out his hand to remove one of the boxes on the shelf, opened them, and the boxes were stacked with neat gold bricks!

"Senior Zigong seemed to have said something worldly at that time, I should have thought of it a long time ago." Zhou Mo muttered, "Confucian disciples can't be too shabby, this is obviously talking about wealth." ”

Zhou Mo looked at the wooden boxes on this shelf, a little disappointed, if each box is gold, then these gold are definitely a huge fortune, but Zhou Mo is not short of money, his movie theater, every day to make money, not to mention that there is a huge inheritance waiting for him to receive, in Zhou Mo's concept, as long as the money is enough to spend, any more is a number, it is a bit pretentious, but for a person like Zhou Mo with an indifferent personality, it is also true, he doesn't buy a luxury house, and he is not interested in luxury cars, he only likes to practice, and his cultivation, For the time being, it doesn't consume much money.

In other words, the crazy gold in front of him really didn't mean anything to Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo opened the boxes on the shelves one by one, and finally found that unexpectedly, all the boxes were full of gold, Zhou Mo walked to the edge of the stone bed with some depression, and sat down, he just sat down, as if he had been burned by fire, he jumped up violently, his face was full of incredulity, and he looked behind him, behind him, there was a stone bed, and a futon!

Zhou Mo was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, he cautiously walked to the edge of the stone bed, as if there were needles on the stone bed, and gently sat on the futon on the stone bed again, his buttocks touched the futon, and he stood up again in an instant, this time, the expression on his face was much calmer.

"It seems that the most precious thing in this room is you!" Zhou Mo stared at the ordinary-looking and even somewhat shabby futon on the stone bed, and muttered in his mouth, the next moment, he sat directly on top of the futon with his knees crossed.

In Zhou Mo's open eyes, as if time had changed, the floating light flashed, he seemed to see something, and it seemed that he was just stunned, even if there were people next to him, he would never have imagined that the world in front of Zhou Mo had become completely different.

The moment he sat on the futon, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, no longer an underground space, but an inexplicable place, not far in front of him, is a huge apricot tree, the apricot tree is at least dozens of meters high, the diameter is more than ten meters, the branches are luxuriant, the tree can vaguely see ripe apricots, under the apricot tree, there is a high platform, an old man with a crown and a high forehead, is sitting on the high platform, the old man's eyes are very bright, revealing indescribable wisdom, he looked at Zhou Mo, His eyes seemed to travel through endless time, and he really saw Zhou Mo.

The old man looked at Zhou Mo gently, saying something in his mouth, Zhou Mo could see his lips squirming, but he couldn't hear the slightest sound, Zhou Mo's heart was sour for no reason, tears flowed uncontrollably, his heart was full of great sorrow, this kind of sorrow, he had it when he heard the news of his parents' death, but this time, it came inexplicably.

Zhou Mo looked at the old man, trying to open his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say anything, the old man's eyes were full of the kind of pampering that the elders looked at the juniors, I don't know why, Zhou Mo could suddenly hear his voice.

"Good boy, don't have any burden just because you have the holy realm of Shushan, we Confucianism, nothing else, just pay attention to a person who is educated and classless, be a man, the most important thing is to be happy, study and practice hard, although I have no chance to meet, but Confucianism is righteous and long-lasting, I wish it was enough."

"Confucian Zhou Mo, congratulations to the master!" Zhou Mo almost cried out, if there was someone around Zhou Mo at this time, he would definitely think that he was crazy.

"If you call me Master, I can't be stingy." The old man smiled and said, his face full of kindness, "You can keep this little thing." ”

The old man's sleeves flicked, a streamer cut through time and space, and fell directly into Zhou Mo's hands, after doing this action, the old man sang loudly, the song was loud and simple, using a language that Zhou Mo couldn't understand, in the singing, the old man's figure became lighter and lighter, more and more faint, and finally disappeared.

Zhou Mo's hands seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds, his tears had already wet the clothes on his chest, and he didn't know when, he had changed to kneeling, and his forehead touched the stone bed.

No one explained to Zhou Mo, but Zhou Mo understood that this was the first and last time he saw this old man, this old man who gave him a family-like feeling when he met for the first time, and he was also the most holy master who had been passed down through the ages, but he was afraid that he had fallen into the world and would never have the opportunity to meet him again.

Getting the Shushan Holy Realm, Zhou Mo is equivalent to getting the inheritance of this saint, but getting the inheritance does not mean that he is a disciple, just through this futon, there is a meeting between teachers and students across the world, from this day on, Zhou Mo is the real saint's disciple, this identity, no one can refute it.

Zhou Mo didn't care about what this identity would bring to him, he only knew that he had lost another relative, and he had lost it forever, and the sorrow in his heart could be turned into a river, "No matter who caused you to fall, I will definitely avenge this revenge!" Zhou Mo made up his mind in his heart, at this moment, he abandoned the royal road and entered the domineering road.