This is a place full of smoke, but the smoke here is not the fog outside the castle, but a smell of purity.

It seems that there are people here who offer incense all the year round, and the gas of incense has accumulated for thousands of years.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the aura of this incense stirred in vain, and one of the spaces distorted, and then a ray of light tore through the space, revealing two figures.

When his feet landed on the ground, Yi Xiaoyao's slightly drowsy head immediately regained consciousness.

Then his gaze was raised for the first time, scanning the strange environment around him.

"Here... What is it? ”

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the hazy space around him, showing a hint of surprise and shock.

A moment ago, he was still in front of the two trial passages at the entrance of the castle, and this moment he actually came here.

Moreover, when he was pulled into this space, he clearly heard a voice.

"Looks like we've come to the inside of this castle!"

Ou Huang's equally suspicious voice came from next to him, and he could feel that this space was hiding a huge creation.

"Curious breath!"

Yi Xiaoyao sniffed the ubiquitous incense aura here, and then suddenly felt that when these breaths were inhaled into his body, there seemed to be an extra kind of energy in his body that he didn't know what it was.

Immediately, he followed the direction where the incense was coming and walked forward.

Gradually, a simple and solemn shrine came into view, with more than ten tablets enshrined on it, and three incense sticks were curling with green smoke.

The surrounding smoke is produced by these three incense burns.

It's just that what makes Yi Xiaoyao feel strange is that thousands of years have passed here, and there is still incense burning here, which is really weird.

But his strangeness was soon attracted by the tablets offered by the shrine.

The tablet in the first column of the shrine is engraved with "Ancestor Yi Nameless Divine Position", and there are two small characters in the lower right corner, marking this Yi Nameless cultivation.

Mortal.

In other words, the ancestor of this Bazhiyi clan is actually just an ordinary person.

The second column of tablets is also engraved with a name, but the lower right corner is engraved with "Jiayu Yin and Yang Realm".

In the third column of tablets, the lower right corner has become "Jiayu Nirvana Realm, Heart Eye Life and Death Realm".

……

Until the last row of tablets, it made Yi Yiyao's eyes change.

"Yi Wutian, Jiayu Tongtian Realm, Heart Eye Tongtian Realm, Emperor Tongtian Realm!"

Although Yi Xiaoyao didn't know what the words "Jiayu, Heart Eye, and Emperor" represented, it was obvious that this Yi Wutian's strength had already reached the Tongtian Realm!

And from these tablets, Yi Xiaoyao also found a pattern, that is, the ancestors of each generation of the Yi clan of this hegemony are getting stronger and stronger.

What surprised Yi Xiaoyao was not only these, he even saw another tablet next to Yi Wutian's tablet.

"The adopted son of the Yi clan, destroy the sky!"

At this time, Ou Huang, who was also observing these tablets, couldn't help but exclaim.

He also saw the tablet, which was actually engraved with the name of Heaven Destroyer!

And in the lower right corner of the Heaven Destroying Tablet, there is also a line of small characters marked with cultivation.

"The Path of Magic leads to the Heavenly Realm."

Compared with the "Jiayu", "Heart Eye" on other tablets, and Yi Wutian's unique "Emperor", this "art way" of destroying the sky is unique.

The information contained in this is both huge and incredible.

"It's over, it's over! The old decay seems to know some ulterior secrets, and the sense of crisis that is more terrible than death is already extremely strong! ”

Ou Huang muttered with a pale face, an existence like a living human spirit, he naturally understood the truth that the more he knew, the more miserable his death would be.

The next moment, his little eyes that were looking around in a panic suddenly froze, and then he screamed in horror.

Yi Xiaoyao looked in the direction of Ou Huang's gaze, and found that in the hazy incense breath, there was actually a figure like a dry corpse, sitting in the corner.

Moreover, this figure, as if with open eyes, was looking at him all the time.

A creepy feeling arose spontaneously from the bottom of Yi Yaoyao's heart.

In this place that has been buried for thousands of years, there are still living people!

"Former ...... Predecessor! ”

Ou Huang hurriedly bowed to the figure, and said in a trembling voice: "The junior just has no intention of entering this place, and he has no intention of peeking into these secrets, and he also asks the senior to raise his noble hand and let me go!" ”

However, the withered figure didn't pay attention to Ou Huang at all, and still looked at Yi Xiaoyao so quietly.

"What's your last name?"

After a while, the withered figure spit out a mouthful of vicissitudes and asked Yi Xiaoyao.

Yi Xiaoyao was slightly stunned, but he still replied respectfully: "The younger generation's surname is Yi, and his name is Xiaoyao." ”

"What?"

Ou Huang looked at Yi Xiaoyao in surprise, this guy's brain was still spinning very fast, knowing that this was the ancestral hall of the Yi family, he lied that his surname was Yi, pretending to be the descendant of the Yi clan.

But this kind of information that a little bit of the city government can think of, the withered figure has no suspicion.

Because of this withered figure, it can be determined that Yi Xiaoyao only has two possible surnames.

The first one is easy.

And the second ......

"Sword Clan, what's the relationship with you?"

The withered figure asked again, as if to determine something.

"Sword Clan?"

Yi Xiaoyao frowned, he had heard about this race more than once, and Blood You had firmly believed that he was a member of the Sword Clan.

"Although the younger generation has heard of the Sword Clan from others, they don't know what the origin of this Sword Clan is, let alone contact with it."

He replied truthfully, and then asked, "I wonder if the seniors can tell me what the Sword Clan is?" ”

Hearing Yi Xiaoyao's words, the withered figure seemed to have determined something, and a touch of joy appeared on his dry face.

The next moment, his joy instantly turned cold due to the problem of easy escape.

"The Sword Clan, it's a shame for my Yi clan!"

The withered figure pointed at Yi Yao, and shouted: "It's your shame!" ”

Yi Xiaoyao was shocked by this voice, but he immediately understood another meaning.

"What do you mean by my predecessors, that I am a member of this Yi tribe?"

Although he had this conjecture for a long time, after the confirmation of this withered figure, he was still a little unavoidably excited.

The withered figure burst out laughing.

"Not bad! You are the descendants of my Yi clan, the sky has eyes, and my Yi clan is not yet extinct! ”

Immediately afterwards, this person's dry eyes stared at Yi Xiaoyao and said, "It's just that the bloodline in your body is not only my Yi clan bloodline, but also contains the sword clan bloodline, presumably ...... That thing in your vein, which has been hidden for thousands of years, has completely awakened, right? ”

When Yi Xiaoyao heard this, his heart was shocked.

He had a gut feeling that what this withered figure was saying, that which had been hidden for thousands of years, should be referring to... Soul of the Sword God!

……

(End of chapter)