Finally came to the dark passage, the passage at this moment is beyond recognition, but there are still gaps in it, the weak may feel fine, and these gaps for people with extreme strength are tantamount to sinkholes.

Fading away from the glitz, the Supreme of Ten Thousand Laws now only has a true heart and a body of liver and gallbladder, and then it is completely integrated into one of the cracks.

As he entered, many halos gradually grew in the cracks of the passage, like the tender green when all things grew in early spring, this is infinite vitality, and he actually dedicated all his vitality.

All the gaps were filled, and the passage was slowly disappearing, except for a single word that was still flashing.

Looking at this scene, everyone also understood that the passage sealed by the Supreme of Ten Thousand Laws at the cost of his life blocked the coordinates in the void, and that word was the only thing he had left.

And where his soul went, Dugu Wuji only thought of two possibilities, he blocked in the void or pursued the lord of the forbidden area, or he stayed in the void and waited for another invasion of the alien race.

Either way, it means that he will never come back, or just wander in the void!

The four holy weapons belonging to the Supreme of Ten Thousand Laws are still suspended in the four directions of this place, still exuding divine power, adhering to the consciousness of the master, they are still sealing this place, and they are also searching for everything related to the alien race, and they want to completely erase these marks.

At this point, everything seemed to be settled, but the remaining two had nothing to say, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Especially Dugu Wuji, he has experienced too much, never learned about some of the secrets of the family, from not admitting that he is a descendant of the Ji family to being proud of being a descendant of the Ji family, never realizing that he has met several ancestors, although he has not really met, but he has been helped.

Now that everything is gone, the souls of the four ancestors are all gone at this moment, and they are all self-dedicated, for the Ji family and for this mountain and river.

So is it true that the Ji clan in history can't exist in the mouths of ordinary people like the legend? Is all this worth it? If they knew, would they be willing to dedicate themselves?......

Many questions lingered in his mind, and he was also intoxicated by them, completely forgetting that the Dao character of the Supreme Ten Thousand Laws had been engraved in his mind.

Everything continues to develop in the silence, and it does not stop because so many heroes are gone.

After staying for a while, the whip returned to another area, because of Ji Zu's departure, and because of the excessive consumption of his own strength.

Countless stirred souls are now only a few left, and they are also forced to leave because of the whip, silently.

Dao Zun had already left the moment the Ten Thousand Law Supreme entered the passage, maybe because he couldn't bear it, maybe there were other things, but there was no doubt that his heart was extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

In the other place, the old and the young, who watched the whole process, also closed their eyes, the old one did not appear, but his sigh had already explained his unwillingness.

She could feel her heartache, but she didn't know why, just because she saw the dedication of a few heroes? I'm afraid not, but why did she lose her memory at a critical moment?

"Who?"

The porcelain doll screamed.

"Little girl, don't be suspicious of anything, I think I still continue to sleep, you either continue to sleep or sleep, so as not to waste the efforts of others. ”

The porcelain doll felt that he was thinking too much, and then it was integrated into the painting.

And there were two things she didn't know. The first is that someone really came, and the old man also felt it, but deliberately said that there was no one, and second, when the porcelain doll fell into a deep sleep, the man came to the painting, reached out and stroked the cheek of the fairy in the painting a few times, as if the elder was spoiling.

After a long time, the descendants left completely.

The place was calm again, in fact, it was an eternal silence, only a layer of power beyond the god level was pervasive.

The fairy smiles and charms Baisheng is the name of this painting.

Time passed little by little, and the place of repentance was far from before, and the only thing that remained unchanged was the sun in the sky.

The four holy weapons completed their mission and left, different from the previous whip, their departure caused a huge movement, a passage was opened for a long time and did not disappear, but the holy weapons were scattered in the east, west, north and south, the specific destination is unknown, it may have returned to its original place, or it may have dived into the ground, never out.

And although Dugu Wuji and Wuxin saw all this, they didn't take action for a long time, knowing that this was the way to leave for themselves.

The former was still wondering, and the latter was also digesting what he had seen and heard during this period of time, so he was also thinking about whether he had come here for the right purpose.

In this way, another period of time passed, and the passage gradually disappeared, and Wuxin had to wake up Dugu Wuji, and the two walked into the passage.

Came to the place before entering, as Dugu Wuji guessed, the crystal cave had been greatly opened, and the scenery in it was so that people could see that it was really just a passage, that is, the place where the ancestor was killed.

Wuxin didn't open his mouth to ask Dugu Wuji how to walk, and now he is also in a state of intersection of heaven and man, the so-called one thought of heaven and one thought of hell, you can continue or leave, it can be regarded as resigned to fate.

Dugu Wuji looked at the crystal cave and knew that it was very likely that the back was the ancestral tomb of the Ji family, that is, the real location of the ancestral weapon.

Forward or backward?

In the end, he chose to move forward, and the gears of fate will not really stop, once they run, they can only continue.

There was no obstacle when he crossed the cave, there was only a dead silence, and there was a resentment in it, which was the key to the survival of the ancestor, and now the ancestor was completely freed from this resentment and dimmed a lot.

Finally came to the ancestral land, what you can see is an endless mountain field, but there are obvious stone buildings in it, which are extremely significant in this green mountains and green waters, and the majestic and magnificent indicates that this is the ancestral tomb of the Ji family.

When I got closer, I realized that this ancestral tomb was not as huge as I had seen before, only a small piece, not even the size of an ordinary person's courtyard.

And the most remarkable thing is the three-person tall sculpture at the door, which is the whip I saw before, even if it is made of stone, it is lifelike, mighty and domineering.

Originally, there should have been a courtyard, but perhaps because of time, the eaves above have disappeared, and there are only two bare stone pillars, which are already full of holes, as if they have been eaten by insects and become a sieve.

It is very different from the ideal, and even a little lost, is this the ancestral land of the Ji family? Dugu Wuji is a little difficult to accept.

The problem is that this is the ancestral tomb of the Ji family, because there are snake-shaped words above the stone pillar, although Dugu Wuji can't understand it, but the familiarity makes him understand that this is his root.

Looking back at Wuxin, the latter shook his head before he spoke: "I don't know this kind of ancient characters, after all, it is a script that is older than the hundreds of clans and thousands of generations, but it can definitely be inscriptions, words such as condolences." ”

He really didn't know that the familiarity told Dugu Wuji that things were not just so simple, and the meaning was much more profound.

After shaking his head, Dugu Wuji continued to move forward, he wanted to see if there were any other blessed lands in it. However, he was disappointed that there was nothing else in the ancestral tomb, only stone tablets that were less than the size of a bowl.

I can't read all the words above, and I think it's because too much time has passed, not a time counted in the thousands.

Looking at the stone tablets here and there, Dugu Wuji's psychology is very unpleasant, and those who can enter the ancestral tomb of the Ji family are either people who have made significant contributions to the Ji family, or people with the highest qualifications.

But now that the only words they can identify themselves have disappeared, will they be erased along with their great achievements and their past?

It may be a beautiful landscape, but it also seems lonely, after all, Dugu Wuji has not felt any wind and grass until now, everything is too quiet.

I didn't find any useful information after some searching, and I couldn't tell who was who, but I only knew that they were all martyrs of the Ji clan and their ancestors.

Wuxin didn't feel it all the time, after all, he wasn't his ancestor, I don't know why when he didn't see the ancestral artifact of the Ji family in this mausoleum, he actually had a sense of relief in his heart.

Is it because of the dedication of the heroic souls of the Ji clan that I saw before? No, absolutely not! After thinking about it, I only thought of one possibility, which was related to the elders.

The powerful elder who didn't know his true identity.

"Why is it him, is it wrong to be mysterious and cold as a killer, besides, he is so good to you!" Wuxin asked himself, but the final conclusion was still related to the elder, and he didn't want Dugu Wuji to return to the Death Gate with the whip in his heart.

At this time, Dugu Wuji moved, and walked to the outside, is this planning to leave just now? Wuxin had a hint of joy in his heart.

But what he didn't expect was that he actually stopped at the door, stopped in front of a stone pillar and looked at it carefully, motionless as if he had settled down.

He had no intention but to stop, after all, he still belonged to the Death Gate.

Dugu Wuji didn't find anything at first, and his original intention was just to see the words on it clearly, and to unravel the meaning of it later, but he never thought that he really saw something at this look.

He felt that all the scenes in front of him were gone, and he fell into darkness. When the picture reappeared, it turned out to be a whip in front of him, but at this moment, the whole body was shining, as if absorbing the moonlight, and it was extremely dazzling in this darkness.

There was no movement, no sound, and no familiarity when he first entered.

only let Dugu Wuji wonder, what does the ancestral weapon want to do, or what does he want to convey to himself?

But he can be sure that this is the ancestral weapon.

One person and one whip confronted each other in the darkness for a long time, and finally hit the divine whip first, and a whip was actually whipped in Dugu Wuji's hand, the pain made him unbearable, and when he woke up, he found that he was just looking at a stone pillar and was fascinated.

"Let's go, the holy weapon has a spirit, choose the lord and go, and now I can only go back if I don't encounter it. ”

I thought that Wuxin would stop him from saying something at least, but I didn't think that he didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear it, and Dugu Wuji walked back and he followed behind.