Although he said this, it did not mean that he had to leave Xiao Wu's arm. Xiao Wuyou taught Xiao Cai as a daughter. Xiao Cai treats Xiao Wuyou as a father.

Xiao Wuyou smiled and said, "Now that you have trained the Yuan Shen, and the Yanhuang Holy Law has also cultivated the twelve divine veins, you have written down the Wild Goose Chaos Formula and the Nine Mile War, it's time to go out for a walk." ”。

No matter how serious a clan is, it is a greenhouse. If you want to be the most powerful one, you'll need to go through a lot of carnage. This is not only a way to join the Holy Land of the Divine Emperor, but also a way to grow alone.

"Really?!Is Xiao Cai finally able to walk the rivers and lakes? Great!" Xiao Cai was very excited when he heard that he had been yearning for a long time on the rivers and lakes. In her opinion, there was no difference between those mountains and lakes and the back garden of Yan Xiaotang, and she had no experience at all.

"Well, before you leave the hall, I'll take you somewhere so you can have more life-saving stuff. Xiao Wuyou patted the excited little color and said with a wry smile.

"Is it Grandpa Yan? There are enough things for Xiao Cai to protect his life. He didn't need to give them to Grandpa Yan anymore. Xiao Cai said dissatisfied.

What kind of experience would it be if you went out with a magic weapon? Like all the disciples of Yanxiao Hall, they were never afraid of danger.

Xiao Wuyou shook his head and said, "It's not Yan." It's your family's legacy. Only you can get in. ”

"My family's inheritance, master, what do you mean ......" Xiao Wuyou told Xiao Cai about his life experience. She also knows what her family has been through over the past 100,000 years.

The revenge of extinction, even if separated by 100,000 years, is not so easy to erase. If it weren't for the Blood Hell Palace where they killed, the Yanhuang Sect would still be brilliant today, and the Yanzu would not have withered into what it is now.

Xiao Wuyou doesn't want to say more. He didn't want to cause Xiao Cai's sadness. As soon as he waved his hand, they would disappear and leave the Black Hall.

The smoke is as high as 2,000 zhang, and behind the main mountain is a group of low mountains. Among the mountains, there are countless caves, and there is a strange thick fog. Even ordinary warrior monks can get lost in these mountains and find no way out.

Xiao Wuyou walked into the mountains with a little color. In the mountain stream, there is a ruined Taoist temple. The dust is three inches thick. The stone statue on the door was shattered into rotten stone. Such a Taoist temple has a declining atmosphere that has been forgotten by the years.

"Master, that's it?" Xiao Cai didn't understand.

"Your ancestral hall. Little Wuyou whispered.

Hearing the words "ancestral hall", Xiao Cai's body was obviously for a while, but it soon calmed down. It was too long for her, and after years of tempering, she was finally able to face it calmly.

"There is a secret space behind this ancestral hall. Only the Yin lineage can enter. Go in and take one last breath of incense. I think your ancestors have something for you.

Although peeking into the mystery, Xiao Wuyou's exploration shows that it is still very difficult to enter the ancestral homeland. Unless he had a direct bloodline, he could only use brute force to tear open a crack, but maybe he couldn't say anything, and the ancestral land would be destroyed by Xiao Wuyou's hands.

Fortunately, Xiao Wuyou does not have much coveting of ancestral land. He silently guarded it. Even Brother Mu Qing and Lu Guang didn't tell him that he would wait for Xiao Cai to enter the arms of the Yuan Shen. Regardless of whether there is an opportunity or danger in the ancestral land, he should be able to deal with it through the cultivation of the Yuan Shen. Jing Ai Books

Xiao Cai didn't listen to Xiao Wuyou's words, but Yu pointed at Xiao Wuyou and forcefully dripped a drop of blood from his eyebrows. She looked at Xiao Wuyou with a pale face, smiled sweetly, and said, "Master, Xiao Cai's cultivation is very low. Please come in with me. ”

Looking at the crystal clear eyebrows and hard work, Xiao Wuyou was stunned. He laughed, but he didn't refuse. 20 years have passed, how could he not understand Xiao Cai's careful thinking.

If it is the ancestral homeland, how can it be so dangerous? Even if those who have not become useful come in, those ancestors will read that blood is thicker than water and let them live. Aside from concentrating on his cultivation, Xiao Cai knew nothing about these common senses. The reason why he forced a smile was to repay Xiao Wuyou's education.

In her opinion, except for her mother Chen Ying, only Xiao Wuyou is single-minded about herself. If Xiao Wuyou really wanted to be a Yanshi Patriarch, he could draw it slowly and secretly, let alone tell Xiao Cai about his life experience. So, Master, let Xiao Cai do something for Xiao Wuyou too.

Holding the blood of Xiao Cai's eyebrows, he knelt in front of the ancestors of Emperor Yan and walked in the vision of human nature. Their figures are like drops of water falling into the sea. They disappeared without a trace and entered the ancestral home of the Yan Kingdom.

The ruthlessness of the years has made the most solid thing in the world erosive. I don't know how many thousands of years the Yanhuang ancestral land has existed. In addition, no one has been here for the past 100,000 years, which makes the otherwise extremely gloomy cemetery even more heavy and depressing. Except for the tombstones full of messy grass and moss, this space has nothing but vicissitudes and gloom. The years are for the deceased, there is not much meaning, maybe only death is the eternal truth.

Xiao Wuyou's expectations were right. This is indeed the ancestral hometown of the Yanhuang Sect. In this vast space, there is a dark red mountain. The mountain is not tall, less than a hundred feet, but it is like a big knife in the sky. It hit Xiao Wuyou's heart, even if he was a Taoist saint, even if he had blood from a small eyebrow on his hand, he could breathe heavily, and it was difficult for his legs to open.

No matter which sect can be buried in the land of the ancestors, it is not the most powerful or the most accomplished. There are not only the powerhouses of the Yin clan, but also many elders of the Yan and Huang clans. All those buried here portray the glorious history of Yanhuang as the Nine Gods Cult.

Sword Emperor Yanzong, who lived to 83,000 years, killed 638 enemies in his lifetime, and killed 77 people at the same level

The Taoist emperor was a demagogic weapon, he had lived for 65,000 years, killing 316 enemies in his lifetime, 39 enemies of the same rank

"Dao Huang, Yan Ye"

At the foot of the Red Mountain, there are more than a thousand tombstones. None of them were recorded under the emperor's sword. In other words, more than 10,000 people were born in the Yellow Emperor. Many of them are from the same family. At the beginning, the might of the Yellow Emperor Yan could be seen.

The Sword Emperor on the ordinary Yipin Sect is enough to be regarded as the level of the ancestor, but in the Yanhuang Sect, it is only buried at the foot of the mountain, because there are 11 black iron tombstones on the mountain, although the space on the 11 tombstones seems to be very distorted, and the handwriting on the tombstones is not visible, but even a fool can guess which corner of the buried person will be dyed.

The most powerful man in the world is a monument to the earth.

Even though he had been dead for a long time, the majesty of the Dao Emperor still forbade others to easily snoop. Their will is like the ruthlessness that breaks through the years. Even over the past countless years, it still terrifies future generations.

Although it had been predicted earlier, Xiao Wuyou was still deeply shocked by the Yanhuang Sect Ancestral Hall. In this space, a huge and heavy aura is left behind by many people buried here.

This thought exploded in the ocean of knowledge of Xiao Wuyou, making Xiao Wuyou tremble, and the blood on Xiao Cai's eyebrows and heart fell to the ground.

At the moment when the blood dropped, the murderer rushed to his face like countless blades. He is like the light of the night, so that all the crazy people come to him.

This is a big one. In this ancestral land, there is no doubt that he will die.