She looked at Xiao Nan with a little gratitude, but saw the mysterious child raise his hand and point to the white jade coffin, turned his head and shouted: "Look! There are words under the jade coffin! Unfortunately, I can't see clearly, can you see it?"

Meng Yao looked stunned, looked along his fingertips, and sure enough, he saw a faint shadow of the font on the bottom of the white jade coffin, looming in the starlight, very blurred.

She suddenly raised her hand, and her slender jade fingers pinched the witch trick and pointed it in front of her eyes.

A ghostly light lingered in the corner of her eye, immediately clearing her eyes. She looked up and saw that under the starry light, the white jade coffin emitted a shining light, and a line of ancient beast talisman characters was engraved at the bottom.

"I stand above all the wilderness, under the starry sky, and point to the sky, and I will last forever. ”

She muttered, as if she couldn't believe it, and whispered in a trembling voice, "Could it be that the rumors are true...... Over here...... Is it really the Lord's Mansion?"

"Who's widow?" Xiao Nan saw that she mentioned the existence of "that person" again, and still didn't dare to say the name of "that person", obviously either in awe to the extreme, or terrified to the extreme.

He was puzzled in his heart, faintly uneasy, so he asked: "Who is the one you are talking about?"

"Xiao Nan, you are young, maybe you don't know. Let me ask you, what year is this year according to the calendar of my river tribe?" Meng Yao looked up at the sky, his face solemn, both respectful and awe-struck.

"Naturally, I know that this year is the 1,295th year of the Youhe tribe. Xiao Nan didn't know why, so he didn't ask more, and answered truthfully.

"Then do you know, who is Xian Hao?" Meng Yao looked sideways, her tone was flat, and her delicate face was very quiet in the starlight.

This question is obviously the point.

"Xin Hao?" Xiao Nan only felt that the name was very familiar, and it seemed that he often heard people talk about it. He usually heard people talk about what year the calendar was, but he really didn't pay attention to where the origin of the calendar came from.

However, after three breaths, he suddenly remembered what his mother had said, and blurted out: "Xian Hao, it is Xian Hao Xingzun!

He thought for a moment and remembered the origin of "Xian Hao".

"It is rumored that Xian Hao Xingzun once followed the ancestors of the Youhe tribe, fought countless battles, and in his later years, he migrated to Nanli Mountain with his family and tribe to settle down.

"Usually, we only call Xingzun by his name, and I don't dare to call him by his name, so I didn't think of it for a while......"

As he spoke, he suddenly showed a shocked expression, stared at the suspended floating coffin in a daze, and his tongue trembled: "Could it be ...... Could it be that he is an old man...... He was an old man...... Buried here?"

"Yes, even if you don't win...... It's not far off. Meng Yao glanced at him appreciatively, with a bright brilliance in her eyes. I thought he was young and knowledgeable, and he wouldn't know, but I didn't expect him to understand it at all, and he actually figured out the trick.

She continued to look at the white jade coffin in the air, and a trace of fire appeared in her eyes.

"There is at least eighty percent chance that this place is the widow of Xian Hao Xingzun, and it may even be ...... There is a legacy of Xian Hao Xingzun. ”

Xiao Nan was a little numb in shock, and immediately thought: "But Xian Hao Xingzun is at least tens of thousands of years old, why use his name as a calendar?"

He gradually regained his composure, not carried away by the possible legacy. Moreover, even if there is a legacy, it is by no means easy to obtain.

It is better to take this opportunity to ask this well-informed Biqi tribe girl more secrets.

"Oh, the title of Venerable is the supreme glory. When Meng Yao heard this, she smiled, and she was extremely beautiful. It's just that the smile is a little cold, and there is a sneer in the laughter.

"I have the River tribe and have always compiled the year under the name of His Holiness to show respect. Now it has been inherited for more than 50,000 years, and there are many talented people, and there is no shortage of peerless witches.

"However, since the Gu Immortal, the ancestor of the Youhe Tribe, ascended, it was declining day by day, and the number of Venerables was slowly decreasing. Finally, 1,300 years ago, I had the last Wuzun of the River tribe, the String String Lingzun, who lived to be seated.

"For thousands of years, no new Venerable has appeared. In the era of Xian Hao Xingzun, the Venerable had five fingers, and it was the heyday of my river tribe. However, there can only be one person in the calendar year, and the name of Xian Hao was not used in that year.

"It is 10,000 years later, more than 1,000 years ago, the main clan of the Youhe tribe posthumously worshiped Xian Haoxing Zun as the year name, and the calendar has been compiled until now, waiting for the birth of a new Venerable. ”

is worthy of being the heir of the big family of the Biqi tribe, Meng Yao talked eloquently, and he treasured the historical reasons of the Youhe tribe, which made Xiao Nan fascinated.

There were countless things he was interested in these words. His mind was wandering, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

For example, ascension, can you really cultivate the pinnacle, shatter the void, and ascend to enlightenment? After ascending, where do you go?

And Venerable, what kind of practitioner can be honored?

Xiao Nan only felt that his whole body was full of qi and blood, his soul was rippling, and he was yearning.

Now he only knows that the realm of cultivation is the realm of quenching the body, refining witches and refining Gu according to the Witch Dao, and practicing according to the Martial Dao is the realm of acquired, innate and condensing yuan.

Although he had heard of the realm after that, he didn't know much about it, and he didn't understand what kind of realm the Venerable One was.

Besides, what criteria are used to distinguish titles, Star Venerable or Spirit Venerable, are there more categories?

His heart was like being scratched by a cat, his heart was itching, and he wanted to continue to ask questions when he opened his mouth.

Suddenly, a jumble of footsteps came from behind, accompanied by a long laugh of arrogance.

"Hahaha, Lu Feng, why did you run when you saw your brother Yan? You keep running, I'll see if you can run away!"

Xiao Nan's face was slightly gloomy: "Oops! It must have been when I opened the maze mechanism and mistakenly let someone else in!" He raised his eyes but saw that Meng Yao was looking at it the same way, obviously the two of them thought of one thing.

He shouted softly, "Let's go, let's find a place to hide first!"

Meng Yao hesitated for a moment, did not respond immediately, and stared back with some concern, probably worried about Lu Feng.

However, she thought about it, she was by no means the opponent of the Yan family, so it was better to avoid the edge for the time being, wait and see what happened, and then wait for the opportunity to make a move.

The two of them looked over, but saw that the valley was only a few miles away, and the voices behind them were getting closer and closer, and with the ability of the two of them, where could they hide in a short time.

"Come with me, get into the water!" Xiao Nan's eyes lit up, and he whispered to her, stood on tiptoe, and quickly rushed towards the rushing river.

Meng Yao hesitated slightly, picked up Wu Yuan and jumped up, and fell lightly towards the river, the last to arrive first, a few points faster than Xiao Nan.

As the sound of "plopping" into the water was drowned out by the surging river, the two fell into the river, holding on to the rocks on the riverside with great difficulty to maintain their body shape from being swept away by the river.

After all, Meng Yao was a master of the Gu Refining Realm, and he was able to maintain his internal breathing for a long time, so he was not afraid of other dangers in the river water.

However, it hurt Xiao Nan.

As a novice cultivator with a quenching body, he felt a huge impact as soon as he fell into the water, almost gritting his teeth.

However, a few mouthfuls of water poured into his mouth in the middle instantly made him distinguish that it was the same river outside his bamboo courtyard.

This river is called Guixu River!