I don't know if it's because the two turtle sons have gone away, or because this sound can make people strangely calm down.

All in all, the control of this Miao Knife over me suddenly disappeared, and I also regained my control over my physical body.

"Who are you?" Seeing that I was all right, Beigong turned around and glanced in the direction where the voice was coming from.

At this time, the voice also disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared, and the forest was eerily quiet.

The voice...... It sounds like an old man........ "I muttered to myself, took the Miao knife back into the scabbard, didn't dare to hold the handle anymore, pinched the middle part of the scabbard, and glanced in the direction where the Wu Chouren and them left: "That should be the ancestor they shouted, right?" ”

"I don't know." Beigong shook his head: "I haven't seen him. ”

I thought about it for a moment, gently patted Beigong on the arm, and whispered, "I'll go see him, you wait for me here." ”

Beigong didn't say anything, it seemed to be a little hesitant, after all, the impression left by the Wen Chou people was not good.

"What are you afraid of?" I smiled: "He won't hurt me, you don't have to be so nervous." ”

Hearing this, Beigong didn't say anything, nodded, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

In this process, I can feel how worried Beigong is about me, even if I walk in front of me and don't look back, I can still feel that almost substantive gaze.

It's worried, after all, the ugly man has just done something with us........ This old ancestor shouldn't be able to protect calves, right?

When I walked into the forest, I couldn't help muttering in my heart, but no matter what I thought, these neighbors were relatively friendly to me, except for Kaiwen Chou Wu Chou, the other neighbors also had a good impression of Beigong, which I heard from the mouth of the sixth master.

After four or five minutes of walking into the woods, I came to a clearing.

It was a meadow, without the thorn bushes that could be found everywhere in the forest, and there were no towering trees, only a stone chair more than three meters high that resembled a throne, standing silently.

On the throne was an old man with white hair...... Of course, it is appropriate to describe it as an old giant.

He sat on this stone chair more than three meters high, his feet could step on the ground, and his figure was very burly, just like a person who exercised regularly, and the outline of strong muscles could be seen all over his body.

This old man's constitution should be good.......

I felt that the weather was still a little cold, but this old man was naked, and his trouser legs were pulled up, looking like an old farmer who had just returned from working in the fields, and he couldn't say that he was down-to-earth.

On his two calves, a number of dark brown things stretched outward, resembling the rhizomes of trees.

These things are really similar to tree roots, many of the "rhizomes" have sprouted, and you can see the green shoots on them from dozens of meters away.

The rhizomes of the plants I could see had grown from the old man's calf, and the other end was firmly attached to the earth, and seemed to have taken root in the field.

The most conspicuous part of him is in the heart.

At the location of his heart, on the left side of his heart, there was a blood-colored tentacle about the thickness of an adult's arm, extending from his body, and the other end was attached to the armrest of the stone chair.......

Aside from this tentacle and those rhizomes, and putting aside the strange physique of this old man, in general, he looks no different from a normal person.

"Are you an ancestor?" I asked cautiously.

The old man laughed and raised his hand, his movements were slightly sluggish, as if he had no strength, and it was a little difficult to beckon at me.

"Boy, come here."

Hearing this, I didn't think much about it, his voice was indeed the same voice I heard with Beigong before.

It was only when I ran over a few steps and stood almost five meters away from him that I could see the old man's face clearly.

It's serious.

That was his first impression on me.

Even though there was some smile in the old man's eyes, when he looked at me condescendingly, I somehow felt that he looked like a battle-hardened old general......

Words and deeds, not angry and self-threatening, everywhere shows the spirit of killing.

"Are you an ancestor?" I asked again, my voice lowering considerably.

This old man is very strange, a bit like a ghost of Xiangjiang, I can barely feel the flow of qi in his body...... No, it's not that you can't feel it, it's that you can't tell what kind of qi is flowing.

If there is none, looming.

It's a breath that is more natural than natural.

"I'm an ancestor, but it's a pity I'm not your ancestor." The old man smiled.

I didn't feel embarrassed to hear this, because the tone of his voice was like an old man teasing a child, and there was no malice.

"Senior, I heard Wen Chou Wu Chou say that you want to see me?" I asked.

"yes....... I want to meet you......." Old Ancestor nodded, his tone was indescribably complicated: "Lao Xiang told me before, he said that you are the one who came to end all this, so I can't help but be a little curious......."

The end of it all?

When I heard this, I couldn't help frowning, I still haven't figured out what the Xiangjiang ghost wants me to do?

Doesn't he have a substantial goal?

Always set me some illusory goals....... I'm confused!

"This knife..... Was it given to you by Lao Xianggang? The old ancestor asked, while looking at the Miao knife in my hand, his eyes suddenly became strange, and there seemed to be an incomprehensible relief: "It seems that he really wants to leave all this to you to deal with........

"Senior, Master Xiang didn't tell me anything...... Why don't you tell me about it? I asked tentatively, my face full of questions: "What does Master Xiang want me to do?" How do you end all this? ”

"He didn't tell you?" The old ancestor was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect this to be the case, but then he was relieved and waved his hand at me: "He doesn't talk much, maybe he wants you to understand yourself." ”

As he spoke, the old ancestor smiled, and his eyes were full of encouragement when he looked at me.

"You know about the black-robed king, right?"

"I know."

"That's one of them." The old ancestor said straightforwardly, and lightly tapped the armrest with his fingers: "You have to prevent the black-robed king from descending to the next world, if it comes to the next life, no one will have good fruits to eat." ”

"I'll do my best." I laughed, but I didn't dare to say it all.

The old ancestor snorted, raised his hand, and gently placed it on his knee, his eyes became solemn.

"The second ....... You've got to put an end to this......."

The old ancestor spoke, and his tone became deeper and lower.

"In the afterlife, the first one to call the Sand Body became associated with it...... It's Lao Xiang, if he hadn't alarmed the sand body at the beginning, it should still be asleep now. ”

The old ancestor said in a low voice, and his eyes gradually became excited.

"He is the first, you are the last, the connection between the sand body and you is getting deeper and deeper, this speed is not even comparable to the original Lao Xiang, you seem to be very valued by the sand body person.......

Hearing the words of the old ancestor, I just smiled bitterly.

Getting to this point is something I never thought of before, if I could....... If the old man didn't have an accident with any of them...... I'd rather not have this bullshit connection....... But now I can't get out of it.

That's the reality.

If I leave the power of the Sand-booners, it won't be long before I'll have the old sect's turtle sons skinned.

What does it mean that people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes? Isn't that it?

I....... Oh no! End it all?!

"Ancestor, when you finished, did you want me to disconnect from the Sand Body Person?" I asked cautiously.

The old ancestor smiled, his eyes were full of confidence when he saw me, and raised two fingers at me: "Two methods, two goals, you can choose one." ”

Hearing this, I swallowed my saliva, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in my heart: "You said." ”

"Either seal the way for the sand-bodied to come to the Hereafter."

As soon as the words fell, before I could say anything, the old ancestor immediately opened his mouth.

"Or, slaughter the sand-bodied."

"Are you kidding me?" I asked cautiously, pointing at myself, and I couldn't help but laugh: "It's okay to tell me to deal with those infidels, let me go and play with the sand-bodied ones?" Let me, a descendant of the world, go and slaughter the kings of the old days? ”

The old ancestor nodded and looked at me very seriously.

"Yes, this must be done by you, everyone has confidence in you, let it go."