This prophecy of Wu Xianguo involves the prophecy of Guan Yu's secret realm that Lu Yu told Mu Jinglu at the beginning: the soul returns to no way, and the soul has no support;

Of course, not the whole prophecy is related to Wu Xianguo, but the part related to time is what Wu Xianguo cares about, that is, the appearance of the palace of Xudu and the sword of Xuanyuan.

"Twenty-five years ago, the 'Sword Immortal' appeared in Kyushu. 'Sword Immortal' swept the world with his own sword. The old man thought that the appearance of the 'Sword Immortal' would break the secession of Kyushu and give Kyushu a new look, but he didn't expect that the 'Sword Immortal' would be forced by the Emperor to abolish his cultivation and become a mortal. There was a bit of nostalgia in Wu Luo's expression, "You must know that the original 'Sword Immortal' was the benefactor of my Wu Xian Kingdom." ”

Wu Luo said, his eyes subconsciously glanced at the pastoral path.

"Benefactor?" Mu Jinglu's expression was puzzled.

"Well, benefactor!" Wu Luo nodded, and said with a straight face: "Twenty-five years ago, it was also the most dangerous year in the prophecy of my Wu Xian Kingdom. At the time of the appearance of the 'Sword Immortal', the old man was exactly 20,000 years old, and his body was extremely weak. It was also at this time that my Wuxian Kingdom was attacked by an army of demons from nowhere, and almost destroyed the country. ”

"If it weren't for the coincidence that the Sword Immortal appeared in the Wushan area, and the strange demon attack for the old man, my Wuxian Kingdom would have disappeared in Kyushu a long time ago. ”

After Wu Luo finished speaking, his eyes kept on the pastoral path, as if waiting for the pastoral path to continue.

Mu Jinglu looked at Wu Luo, looked at Li Xiaobai and the others, exhaled slightly, and said softly: "'Sword Immortal' is my father." My seniors said all this just to confirm my identity. In this way, the seniors are going to listen to the advice of the child?"

Wu Luo chuckled with an unbelievable expression, then leaned back on the back of the chair and said softly, "The old man will do what the benefactor wants." ”

Li Xiaobai, Du Xiaofu and Xie Bi'an looked at Mujinglu with shocked expressions, they didn't expect that Mujinglu was actually the son of the first person in the world twenty-five years ago.

"Brother Mu, Goodong!" Li Xiaobai swallowed his saliva fiercely, "You... You... You are actually the son of the 'Sword Immortal'..."Sword Immortal'?"

Mu Jinglu smiled slightly bitterly and nodded.

"Damn, the son of the 'Sword Immortal' actually became a brother with me!" Li Xiaobai suddenly stood up, kept pacing back and forth and said excitedly: "I am actually a brother with the son of the 'Sword Immortal'!?hahaha..."

Du Xiaofu also looked very excited, but compared to Li Xiaobai, Du Xiaofu was much calmer. Although Xie Bi'an was still doing it upright, Xie Bi'an's trembling hands showed Xie Bi'an's excitement.

Twenty-five years ago, the 'Sword Immortal' had only been shining in Kyushu for less than three years. However, after the fall of the 'Sword Immortal', the former of the 'Sword Immortal' was slowly excavated.

It is rumored that it took less than three hundred years for the 'Sword Immortal' to step into the cultivation path blue level consummation, which is almost boundless compared to the time it takes ordinary monks to reach seven or eight hundred or even thousands of years.

The key is that the 'Sword Immortal' is not only extremely high in cultivation, but also has the supreme sword technique of countless sword cultivators in the world. 'Sword Immortal' is not only extremely talented and has excellent understanding, but his character is also chivalrous and friendly among the monks, and he is bold and generous.

In addition to having enmity with the Sword Pavilion, or the several sects that have always been hostile to the Sword Pavilion, the 'Sword Immortal' and the disciples of many sects above Kyushu are also close friends. The monks above Kyushu, and the monks who dared to talk about the 'Sword Immortal' twenty-five years ago, all praised the 'Sword Immortal'.

'Sword Immortal', in the eyes of most people, is not only the representative of deciding to cultivate, but also the idol of most monks.

"If Mu Xiaoyou doesn't dislike it, you can call the old man uncle. Wu Luo said with a chuckle with a somewhat doting and satisfied gaze.

Hearing this, Mu Jinglu was stunned at first, and then overjoyed. Mu Jinglu hurriedly got up, and then bowed down and bowed deeply: "Little nephew Mu Jinglu, meet my uncle." ”

"Hahaha..."Wu Luo laughed happily, got up and took a step forward, stretched out his hands to help the pastoral path up, "The old man is so old, he can still recognize such a virtuous nephew like a unicorn, he should be a big white." ”

"Uncle praised. Mujinglu took advantage of the situation to get up and looked at Wu Luo with a slightly modest chuckle.

Seeing this, Xie Bi'an's eyes widened, and his eyes flashed. Xie Bi'an was able to worship the Sword Pavilion at the beginning, firstly, the mother of Mujing Road, Gu Xiu, had hinted, secondly, the two brothers had admired the Sword Pavilion, and thirdly, they naturally valued the future of Mujing Road.

But Xie Bi'an never expected that it was just the first time he went out of the mountain to run errands with Mujing Road, and he actually got acquainted with the lord of Wuxian Country on the way.

Wu Luo, no one knows what kind of cultivation he is. But to be able to live for more than 20,000 years, even if you are a stupid person, I am afraid that at this time, you are already a purple-level cultivator, not to mention that this Wu Luo in front of you is still one of the ten ancient witches, and he must be the best in terms of talent and understanding.

Befriending Wu Luo can't help but give the Sword Pavilion an unfathomable backing, and making friends with a mysterious force like Wu Xianguo who doesn't know the depth of strength at all is undoubtedly a relief in the snow for the Sword Pavilion that is now weak.

"This is the 'Witchcraft Decision' of my Wuxian Country, and my uncle will give it to my nephew now. Wu Luo took out a bundle of bamboo slips with many thoughts from his arms and handed it to Mu Jinglu's hand, and then directly interrupted Mu Jinglu's polite push and said, "Don't worry, virtuous nephew. If I hadn't had my friends to help me, Wu Xianguo would have disappeared from Kyushu. Second, in the more than 10,000 years of my Wuxian Kingdom, there has never been a disciple's cultivation that can be compared with the great witches in ancient times. ”

"Uncle is now handing over the 'Witchcraft Decision' to the virtuous nephew, not only to repay your father's life-saving grace, but also to ask the virtuous nephew to walk between Kyushu to find some disciples suitable for witchcraft for my uncle, and inherit the incense of my Wuxian country. ”

Mu Jinglu looked at Wu Luo solemnly, thought for a moment, and then said in a deep voice: "Uncle don't worry, the little nephew will not let my uncle down." ”

"That's fine!" Wu Luo chuckled in satisfaction, and then motioned for the pasture to sit back in his chair, and sat down himself.

"The virtuous nephew is here, I'm afraid it's not just to remind the old man to pay attention to the people of the emperor's gate, right?"

Mu Jinglu looked at Wu Luo, whose face was full of deep meaning, and then scratched his head in embarrassment. Wu Luo smiled brightly: "It doesn't hurt for the virtuous nephew to say directly, the matter of the Sword Pavilion is the matter of my Wu Xianguo." ”

Mu Jinglu glanced at Wu Luo gratefully, then raised his head and chuckled, "There is no deliberate request. ”

Mu Jinglu said, lowered his head slightly, and said with a little sly: "I just hope that my uncle will not refuse or agree when he negotiates with Liu Zhen." ”

"If there is good, take it, let alone if there is no good. ”

"Oh?!" Wu Luo was slightly surprised, "so easy?"

"It's that simple!" Mu Jinglu chuckled and nodded, "It's just that when Liu Zhen left, he also asked his uncle to help leave some thoughts for Liu Zhen." ”

"Thoughts?" Wu Luo looked at the pastoral path curiously, and his expression became more and more curious.

Mu Jinglu sneered: "Just tell Liu Zhen that the people of Xudu are strange and appear in the 100,000 mountains." ”

"The Drunkards?"

Mu Jing Lu nodded and said, "Uncle don't be surprised, I am the Mu Jing Lu who preached in Kyushu and obtained thousands of treasures in the secret realm of Xudu. ”

Not only Wu Luo, but even Li Xiaobai and Du Xiaofu all looked stunned.

I said that the name Mujing Road is so familiar, it turns out that this kid is the person who has obtained the most benefits in the secret realm of Xudu according to the rumors. This kid is hiding deep enough.

Uh? Not true. It seems that this kid is not hiding either. I didn't think of it myself. Li Xiaobai was a little speechless for his reaction, and secretly blamed himself for being a little stupid.

Wu Luo never imagined that the person he was looking for would be in front of him. Wu Luo smiled bitterly and said, "Virtuous nephew, you can make it easy for your uncle to find him!"

"Oh?!" Mu Jinglu was slightly stunned, and then asked in surprise: "What is the matter with my uncle looking for my little nephew?"

Hearing this, Wu Luo squinted at Li Xiaobai and Du Xiaofu, and then waved his right hand lightly, and a black light curtain appeared in front of Mu Jinglu and Wu Luo.

According to common sense, after the original black light curtain covered the pastoral path and Wu Luo, there should be no light, and even the five fingers could not be seen. But the Pastoral Road was shocked that Wu Luo did not take out the objects for people and lighting, and the black light curtain was as bright as the day.

After laying down the light curtain, Wu Luo escaped from his arms with a piece of remnants that made Mu Jinglu a little familiar: "Restrictions, did you get a remnant of this in the secret realm of Xudu?"

When Mu Jinglu heard this, he suddenly remembered a remnant picture that was placed in the Sumeru ring, and he didn't know what to do. I also understood why Wu Luo suddenly laid out a strange formation. Thinking of this formation, it should be able to isolate sound, light, and even divine consciousness.

Mu Jinglu nodded heavily, and then flipped his right hand, and a remnant map similar to Wu Luo's hand appeared in Mu Jinglu's hand. Wu Luo took the remnant map from Mujinglu's hand, and after a little comparison with the remnant map in his hand, he handed the two remnants to Mujinglu.

"That's it!" Wu Luo's face was solemn: "Virtuous nephew, be sure to put away the two remnants." ”

"Uncle is so solemn, I don't know these two remnants..."

Wu Luo shook his head and said in a deep voice: "The old man doesn't know what to do. Since the old man took over the position of the lord of the country from the previous generation of the lord of Wuxian Kingdom, he was told that as long as the secret realm of Xudu found a change, the old man must hand over the remnant map of Wuxian Kingdom to the person who obtained the remnant map in the secret realm of Wuxian, as for the specific use, the old man did not know. ”

The pavement of the pasture road was pale, and he solemnly looked at the two fragments in his hand.

Judging from the appearance of the two fragments at this time, this strange treasure map should be divided into five points. Although I don't know what it is for, Mu Jinglu feels that this thing is definitely not simple.