"Criminal, how dare you unite with the descendants of the surname Sun to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors?"

Dark night, on the hill of a small village in the north.

The cold wind was blowing, and a rough old voice suddenly came from somewhere in the mountains.

On a certain hillside, there were dark shadows, and three people were surrounded, one of them was an old man with gray hair and a hooked nose, his eyes were full of anger.

This old man is the king of the descendants of Guiguzi who has lived in seclusion and practiced in the 100,000 mountains and has not seen him for a long time.

Next to him, there is also his protégé Wang Zongyun, and Queen Sun Lingxiang.

At this time, the three of them were surrounded by a group of individual shadows, their faces gloomy and angry.

Not far away, more than a dozen people squatted on the ground and shivered.

"It's none of our business, we've been hired by them to dig graves, so please let us go. ”

Some people were frightened by the sudden shock, and the black holes were facing them.

"Kill!"

In the cold wind, a deep voice opened, the tone was calm, but it was more piercing than the cold wind blowing on the mountain.

There was a burst of gunfire, and several dazzling tongues of fire spat out in the dimness.

There were a few screams, and all of them fell to the ground, silent.

"Criminal, you want to kill people?"

The eagle-like eyes of the royal road flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Wang Dao, it's strange that you made a wrong move, knowing that it was a murderous hexagram, and you were obsessed with looking for the tomb of the ancestor, for more than half a year, you were looking for the ethereal tomb of the ancestor, but you were confused. ”

On the other side of the royal road, in the dark sky, is a middle-aged man without a nose.

His face was expressionless, and his voice was strangely calm.

His name is Wang Yujing, the middle-aged man beside Wang Dao who was once submissive and humble.

"Ethereal, the old man hasn't found it yet. ”

Wang Dao's eyes were sickly hot, and he said loudly.

"You're still so self-righteous that you don't allow anyone to question you, against your will, just like back then. It's a pity that the current world is not as vertical and horizontal as you are in the world, and you still want to recover the ghost valley. ”

The middle-aged man without a nose said, a sneer on his face.

There was mockery and hatred in that sneer.

"You still hate the events of the past, it's been more than ten years, but it's hidden quite deep, but you have the true inheritance of my ghost valley lineage. ”

Wang Dao suddenly laughed.

"However, do you think that the old man has this ability, and he knows the water and fire and the evil hexagram, so he has no backhand. ”

He burst out laughing.

On the other side, the middle-aged man without a nose had a calm face, looking at him quietly, feeling ridiculous.

"They're all dead. ”

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Wang Dao's face suddenly froze.

"The world has changed, and I think I have no last resort, and I can't lose the name on my body. This world is vast, the sky is unpredictable, and now I can easily pinch you to death, old man, when will you be able to change this problem. ”

The middle-aged man without a nose looked at him with seemingly calm eyes, but his words were like a sharp knife stabbed into the heart of Wang Dao, the descendant of Guigu.

Since the revival of the aura, this ambitious descendant of Guigu has sensed that the world is displaced, the changes are too fast, and the fame of all the Dao systems in the great world has risen, which makes his heart more and more eager to revive the Guigu lineage.

Thousands of years ago, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the disciples of the Guigu were all over Kyushu, rolling up the storm, and as the descendants of the Guigu in the world, in the great world of aura, seeing and hearing the rapid rise of the cultivators and Taoists in the world, they were excited, and naturally wanted to make a name for themselves in this great world.

Hundreds of great worlds are chasing the road to immortality, and he, the royal road must also break through!

Ancestor Guiguzi, it is rumored that he sought the Tao from the Taoist ancestor Laozi, through the yin and yang gossip, the burial place is ethereal, and the revival of the Guigu is a vein, and the royal road hits this idea.

And now.....

"Zongyun, you take Lingxiang and leave quickly. ”

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and the eyes of the eagle falcon-like of the royal road flashed hideously, and they rushed towards the opposite side, turning into a black shadow, bringing a burst of anger.

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"Let's go!"

On the ground, Wang Dao's corpse frowned angrily, and he didn't bat at death.

The middle-aged man without his nose leaned down and wiped his hand on his face.

There is a sigh in the tone, there is exhaustion, there is emptiness.

The great world, what the descendants of the ghost valley, are worthless.

Not far from Wang Dao's corpse, his protégé Wang Zongyun was also covered in blood and lay on the ground.

The only one who doesn't have Queen Sun Lingxiang.

"Why don't you let us chase it, if she runs away and leaks the news, and the patriarch's tomb is known to the world, we won't be busy in vain. ”

In the darkness, there was a man who questioned angrily, it was a thick male voice.

They are the descendants of Sun Xing and the disciples of Guigu. They were not afraid of the middle-aged man in front of them, and even screamed angrily.

"If I don't kill her, someone will kill her. Moreover, do you think this patriarch's tomb is really so easy to find?"

The middle-aged man without a nose said calmly in the darkness and turned to leave, his eyes flashing with a deep light.

At this time, in the mountain forest shrouded by the west wind in the dark night, Wang Lingxiang, who escaped from death, fled in a panic in the dim mountain forest.

"Rustle"

The dead leaves of winter make a sound when they step on them.

Half an hour later, the woman, who had been the eldest lady of the city, fled to the foot of the mountain in disarray, and then disappeared into the darkness with a sad and frightened face.

That brute, she must make him pay!

She wants to mobilize the power of her family and break that beast into pieces.

She didn't remember that their Wang family had treated middle-aged men as dogs for more than ten years!

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The next day, there was shocking news from the cultivation world.

It is rumored that the Taoist ancestor Lao Tzu, thousands of years ago, the disciples were all over the world, and the tomb of Guiguzi, which has the name of the ancestor of the Yin and Yang family, was born!

According to the news, this tomb was discovered by the Wang family, a descendant of Guiguzi, and it is rumored that there is a secret scroll of the heavenly book of the ancestor Guiguzi, and Xi Zhi can know the secret of immortality.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately attracted a surge in the cultivation world, vying for attention.

Nowadays, the world has changed greatly, and legends have appeared, to say that before the revival of the aura, this kind of news has attracted the attention of archaeologists at most, and now the development of the world, no matter how ethereal the legend, in the eyes of practitioners have retained a certain degree of credibility.

Guiguzi, this kind of spiritual power thousands of years ago, has too many legends, and his tomb is a mystery in many scriptures.

What's more, the news spread that the tomb of this ancient power was discovered by his descendants.

For a while, it caused a lot of discussion in the cultivation circles, and the undercurrent surged.

And when the news of the birth of the tomb of Guiguzi spread in the cultivation world, Jiang Xiaobai was studying a "fun" technique of using true qi.

"Brother, the fawn is dizzy!"

The sky is clear, and the winter sun hangs in the sky.

Above the white clouds, Jiang Xiaobai took the deer to the sky.

It's just like being drunk, flying on a trajectory, crooked, up and down.

And both brother and sister are standing on a sword.

The sword glowed red, and a red glow swept through the white clouds.

(I have been checking the information for a long time, and it is a scum article of five hours and a chapter.) ）