The Martial God Monument is majestic and vast, covering the sky and the sun, and it is even taller than some ancient Yuedu, piercing into the depths of the clouds, as if it has pierced the sky.

Zhuo Chuan took the azure wood leaf from Su Ze's hand again, it was verdant and green, and the lines on it were mysterious, and a small formation was constructed with the leaf body as the carrier.

"Azure wood is a divine object inscribed in the formation, it is born with a close path, the number is scarce, and it is generally in the hands of the big family or the ancient holy land. Su Ze and Zhuo Chuan shuttled through the mountains and fields, carefully and slowly moving forward, avoiding waves of monks.

"Now I am more attractive than the spirits of heaven and earth, and I have to avoid those monks as much as possible. ”

Zhuo Chuan nodded, what Su Ze said was very right, his current appearance was ten places to enter the Heavenly Monument Secret Realm in the eyes of other monks, which was eye-catching.

"I don't know if I can reach the Martial God Monument smoothly with my strength. Zhuo Chuan muttered to himself, his face solemn.

Su Ze is now a trophy, if other monks bump into it, eighty percent will snatch it, but he can't make a move, so Zhuo Chuan can only deal with it alone.

"It's not that easy. He sighed helplessly, and only hoped that he wouldn't meet the Cave Monk.

The mountains are vertical and horizontal, the trees are jagged, the low mountains are one after another, the rivers are soaring, sometimes the ruins are scattered, and the broken walls and ruins block the road ahead.

No matter how long you spend in the ancient ruins, you have to sigh at the desolation of this ancient land, and imagine the glory of the past.

The entire wilderness, within a radius of many miles, was inlaid with ruins, scattered and scattered, like the scorching sun under the shade of a tree, which made people wonder and sigh.

After walking some distance, Zhuo Chuan stopped, hid in the shadows with Su Ze, and waited for a group of monks not far away to leave.

"That's not a way, we can still avoid it in this range, and if we get closer, there are too many monks to dodge. Zhuo Chuan frowned.

The Flying Feather Blood Order made it very clear, whoever could bring Su Ze to that herald disciple would be able to get ten secret realm places.

This also means that there must be many monks around the Martial God Monument who want to wait for the rabbit and snatch the results of others.

"Anyway, it's impossible to break through, it's impossible to ...... in this life" Zhuo Chuan knows his strength, and it's no problem to beat a few monks in the Sky Realm, but if it's against someone in the Split Mountain Realm, then it will have to be a difficult battle to the death, and the odds of winning are not very high.

"What's more, there are still some shameless Life Acupoint Realm cultivators here, I can't break through even if I break my leg. ”

Thinking like this, he was suddenly stunned, and found several familiar faces in the group of monks.

"Mohe?!" he was surprised, and saw from a distance a young monk in white clothes and elegance, with a dusty temperament, rich and handsome, and quite a bit of a son's atmosphere.

In addition, there was a young man who looked like a scholar next to him, who was also good when he raised his hands and feet, and he knew at a glance that it was not a casual cultivation.

"The one from Yi Feng Sect. "Zhuo Chuan remembered him, when he was fighting for the Lightning Strike Wood, there was a monk from Aoki Hall who attacked him, but this person was as strong as a sword, and he easily defused the opponent's attack.

"Be careful with the white-clothed young man at the head, his cultivation is very high, and most of him has already touched the life point realm. Su Ze reminded, his eyes fell on Mohe, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"This person, no, it's this demon monk...... He was probably not from Turingshire. ”

"Mohe?" Zhuo Chuan frowned, what Su Ze said must be Mohe.

Listening to what he said, Moher is not a Terran monk?!

"You know him?"

"I met him half a year ago when I was being hunted down. He didn't hide it, and told the story of the meeting between the two at that time.

Su Ze nodded after hearing this, and the guess in his heart became a little firmer.

"Half a year ago, this place was only initially recovered, and with the three small inheritance sects of Turing County, it is impossible to deduce such an accurate time. He muttered to himself, knowing a lot of secrets that Zhuo Chuan didn't understand.

As he said, the birth of the Night Emperor's Palace half a year ago was a sign of the initial recovery of the ancient ruins, and the loosening of the dusty dojo affected the entire ruined land, otherwise the Tiger King's gang of demons would not be able to pull the palace so smoothly.

"You said that his strength is not weak, and he even touched the realm of life points?" Zhuo Chuan's eyes rolled, and some thoughts came to him.

"Not only that, he is suppressing the realm, otherwise he would have broken through the sublimation long ago, but even so, I guess that this person's combat power is still good, and he can kill some life cave cultivators who are not strong. Su Ze's gaze did not take his eyes off and kept falling on Mohe, giving him a very high evaluation.

"Don't look like that, you'll be discovered. Zhuo Chuan pulled his body back and hid in the shadows.

But Su Ze smiled, shook his head and said, "It's useless, he has already discovered us, from the moment you found out about their group, we were exposed." ”

"Discovered?" Zhuo Chuan frowned, not believing his words very much.

The two of them walked in the middle of nowhere when they traveled all the way, and they were cautious, how could they be found so easily?

"That's because your realm is too low, your divine sense is too weak, and you only noticed the other party's trace at this distance. Su Ze hit him mercilessly, saying that he himself had already sensed that group of monks.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhuo Chuan gritted his teeth, if he hadn't been able to beat Su Ze, he would have been pressed to the ground and ravaged.

"Didn't you say that with your strength, you can't reach the Heavenly Monument safely?" Su Ze smiled and pouted in the direction of Mohe and his party, "With this demon monk called Mohe, isn't there a way?"

Zhuo Chuan was silent when he heard this, in fact, he also had such thoughts after discovering Mohe and them, but people are unpredictable, and it is difficult to know what kind of attitude the other party has.

"What if he doesn't say yes and wants to kill me?" he said.

"That's not simple, if he does this, we can't just run away?" Su Ze looked confident, not worried about this kind of thing happening at all.

"Don't say that he's not a life cave cultivator yet, even if that group of people are all in this realm, I have a way to get out of the way, if I don't want to bring you this oil bottle, even if a nest of old things from the realm of six lands comes, I can run away calmly. ”

Su Ze chuckled, not to mention anything else, when it came to the means of escape, he dared to say that no one dared to say that he was the first.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Zhuo Chuan hand him over to the Flying Feather Sect in exchange for ten secret realm places.

"Here they are......"

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Chuan saw that not far from their hiding place, a young monk in white and elegant was pacing slowly, the wind was light, as if he was strolling leisurely.

"The word fate is really wonderful, fellow Daoist, we meet again!" Mohe stepped forward, his face handsome and plump.

There is no doubt that his temperament is outstanding, which makes people feel like a spring breeze, and he knows at a glance that he is a famous disciple.

The monks who were traveling with him, including the scholars of the Yi Feng Sect, were still stopping at the place before, without any intention of coming.

Mohe lowered his head and landed his gaze on Su Ze, who was paralyzed on the ground, his eyes changed for a while, but he immediately calmed down again.

"Let me introduce you again, Luo Guangjun, a disciple of Lingguang Mountain, Mo He. ”

He whispered, his internal cultivation was restrained, the fluctuation of the law was very weak, and he behaved like a mortal boy, without the slightest smoke and fire of monk disputes.

As Suze had guessed, Moher was not from Turingshire, but from another place, outside of Turingshire.

"You should remember my name, Zhuo Chuan, a disciple of the Heavenly Hanging Mirror Peak of the Ziyang Cave. "Zhuo Chuan didn't have that kind of dust when he spoke, he was very arrogant, and he didn't see the outside.

Mo He turned to face Su Ze, lowered his body slightly and clenched his fists, and said, "Don't hide it from fellow Daoists, it's not by chance that I came here, just to find you." ”

He has a natural attitude, does not oppress others with his own cultivation, and treats people kindly.

Without waiting for Zhuo Chuan to say anything, Mo He looked at Su Ze and said slowly, "I'm here to find you." ”

"Coming for me?" Su Ze smiled, "The energy of the Flying Feather Sect is really great, I didn't expect that even the people of Luo Guangjun would participate in it." ”

"The Flying Feather Sect is indeed extraordinary, but it is not enough to drive me to do things for them. Moher shook his head and took a scroll from his bosom.

"I came to the ancient ruins half a year ago, and with the guidance of this scroll, I have only seen you for the first time. ”

Su Ze frowned when he heard this, and he no longer pretended to be seriously injured, and stood up straight with a cold expression, staring at Mo He.

It's an extraordinary picture!

He knew his own origin best, he had only woken up from the swamp a few days ago, and he had not been out of the ancient ruins since, and it was difficult to relate to this scroll.

Without saying much, Moher slowly unfolded the painting in front of the two of them.

The rice paper is yellowed, and the style of the picture scroll is old, mottled with vicissitudes, as if it was salvaged from the long river of time, with a strong atmosphere of time.

In the painting, it is a towering ancient tree, the branches are full of scars of time, the branches are cracked, there is not a single leaf, and the old wood is devastated and sore.

Above the canopy, there is a bird's nest made of dead branches and leaves, which looks rotten but very stable.

In the painting, a young man in a gray robe climbed an old tree, picked up the only red-feathered young bird from the bird's nest, and looked at it carefully.

Zhuo Chuan exclaimed, because the appearance of the man in the painting was very clear and familiar to him.

"Is it your ancestors in the painting?" he turned his head to look at Su Ze, who was covered in scars, full of surprise and curiosity.

That young man is too similar to him, it is simply carved out of a mold, and it can even be said that he is what Su Ze will look like in the future.

Moreover, the two of them are also very similar in dress, both are simple gray robes, and the style is old.

And at this moment, Su Ze was also stunned and couldn't believe it.

"This painting looks like something from many years ago, doesn't it?" he frowned, his face solemn to the extreme, and he felt a touch of familiarity in this painting......

His own gas machine!

Mo He actually couldn't calm down in his heart, and when he saw Su Ze for the first time, he was a little shocked and unstable in his state of mind.

This is the picture scroll handed to him by the ancestor in Lingguang Mountain, so that he can rely on the guidance in the painting to find a person during the recovery of the ancient ruin dojo, saying that it is related to Xuan painting.

"I heard the ancestor say that this picture scroll is the inheritance of Lingguang Mountain, if it is traced back, it is thousands of years old. Mohe said, his eyes falling on Su Ze.

"What's your ancestor's name?"

"Ring Yuanzi......" Mohe thought of another thing as he said this, and continued, "He said that if he found the person in the painting, he would tell him a word. ”

"You say!" Su Ze was very serious, not wanting to miss a word.

"If possible, please go to Lingguang Mountain, your disciple Yu Ruxia hopes to repay the teacher's kindness on the last day of death!"

Moher said that sentence truthfully, word for word!

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan next to him was stunned, and he didn't know why. Su Ze looks like a teenager, how can he be the master of an ancestor in Lingguang Mountain?

"It should be one of your ancestors in the painting!" Zhuo Chuan said, thinking of this possibility, and Mo He nodded in agreement when he heard this.

But what the two of them didn't expect, Su Ze immediately vetoed it, frowning and shaking his head again and again.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo Chuan was puzzled.

Su Ze suddenly frowned and sighed: "I don't have elders!"