Early the next morning, after Tian Nongwu said goodbye to the patriarch, he picked up Tian Nongxiang and walked along the mountain path, galloping all the way to the back of the ridge.

Over the mountains, there is a sheep intestine path, which is faintly visible, and in some places it is even a cliff that goes straight up and down. If you don't know enough about this place, you won't be able to find your way in and out. After winding and undulating for 100 miles, the trail plunged headlong into a dense forest that stretched for nearly 1,000 miles. There was no path in the forest, Tian Nongxiang stared at it for a long time, but he didn't understand how Wu Lao judged the direction, it seemed that he knew this place well, and he didn't stop at all, and walked through it quickly without touching the ground along the way.

Strictly speaking, this is Tian Nongxiang's second visit here. Because when he joined the clan, he was also carried in and out by Wu Lao as he did today. Visiting this place again, I am quite emotional.

"This time I went in, I want to copy the wordless monument, do you hear?" Wu Lao still had a serious face, and the scar on his face was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight.

"What if you can't copy it?" asked Tian Nongxiang slyly.

"Can't copy it, then don't come back, stay at the ancestral altar to accompany the ancestor. The patriarch didn't even look at him, and said casually.

Tian Nongxiang stuck out his tongue at him. He knew that Wu Lao was disgusting and kind-hearted, and he was babbling on his lips, but his heart was extremely soft. In the past, every time he returned from trouble, the old man beat him first, and then he spoke earnestly and enlightened, so that Tian Nongxiang was not afraid of him at all. In the end, Wu Lao didn't have a temper with him, and simply let his temperament go around.

"Is Old Ancestor really strong?" Tian Nongxiang was still very skeptical about this question.

"Yes, what, don't you believe it?" Wu Lao glanced at him.

Tian Nongxiang looked at Wu Lao and smiled evilly for a while before saying, "I saw him trembling when he sat down......

Before he could finish speaking, Tian Nongwu began to scold loudly, "Shut up! He paused for a moment and continued, "The ancestor is the support of my clan, you have to respect it, do you hear?"

Tian Nongxiang grinned, "Of course I understand, and he has been punished by him for copying the clan rules a thousand times, and I don't want to be rectified again." When he first joined the clan, he saw the ancestor open his mouth and said "old man", and the angry ancestor sat on the stool and trembled, and was punished for copying the clan rules a thousand times. Until now, he still plays with the words "sitting and trembling" from time to time, and every time he thinks of this, he inevitably laughs evilly.

Wu Lao gave him a blank look, he really didn't bother to pay attention to him. What the hell is this guy, he's so stupid, and his mouth is super cheap, and he can make people feel the urge to beat people up in an instant as soon as he opens his mouth.

What's more, this little guy is too bizarre, obviously he can't even build a law foundation, but he wants to provoke some creatures who have built a law foundation, or even the cultivation realm, and he can still get out of the whole body. What's too much is that some time ago, this guy escaped under the hands of the early stage of the Boyi Realm like Cangqi and Coyote, which is too unbelievable. Elder Wu still doesn't understand how this kid did it. Every time he asked, he took out a white stone from his bosom and said, "This thing helps him", which is simply unreasonable.

The green pines and cypresses are lush and intertwined, and the thick pine needles and dead leaves cover the ground, making a rustling sound when stepping on them, setting off the dense forest of the valley more and more peacefully. Tian Nongxiang had fallen asleep in Wu Lao's arms, with a pleasant smile flowing from the corner of his mouth.

I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a loud "boom!", breaking the silence.

Tian Nongxiang woke up in shock. I saw Wu Lao holding him, holding a spear, volleying into the air, stepping on the leaves, and circling up. The spear swung backwards, arcing through the void, and a giant pine slashed through the middle and flew out. "Boom!" there was another loud bang, and the broken tree collided with a giant hammer, and it exploded, sending sawdust flying.

"Come on!" a shrill voice seemed to ring in the ears, breathtaking. It seems to be pinched by the throat, not yin or yang, like a yin soul trilling.

Tian Nongxiang was taken aback, and his cold hair stood on end. Hurriedly looked around, only to see a person standing on the top of the tree at a distance of 100 meters, dressed in a white robe, his face was pale, and he rose and fell with the branches, like a ghost.

Tian Nongxiang shuddered, was it haunted in broad daylight? Before he could come back to his senses, he heard a rough voice behind him, "Tian Nongwu, it's been a long time!" Tian Nongxiang hurriedly looked over, only to see that the man was dressed in a black robe, with a beard and a face, which was terrifying.

"What do you want to do?" said Wu Lao, but his feet did not stop, stepping on the branches to the side to avoid it.

At this time, the white-robed man raised his hands, and his sleeves quickly extended, attacking the door of Wu Lao's face. Wu Lao's body spun and dodged in the air, and the long hand grabbed in front of his chest, and he immediately avoided it as soon as he touched the long sleeve.

Suddenly, a huge hammer behind him slammed into him, Tian Nongxiang was shocked, and hurriedly shouted: "Be careful!"

Wu Lao hurriedly sacrificed a bone treasure, which instantly turned into a steel shield behind him. Then there was a thud, and the sledgehammer slammed into the steel shield with a deafening sound. Wu Lao's body flew out sideways, and the steel shield shattered and scattered on his back.

"The days of the Emperor's Hill Farm Farmers have been around for too long, and it is time to remove them from this territory. The white-robed man's shrill voice sounded again.

Wu Lao fell to the ground, took a few steps back on the ground, bumped into a giant pine, and spat out to donate blood "wow".

Tian Nongxiang shouted in shock: "Martial Old, Martial Elder ......"

At this moment, a pair of long sleeves had already hit in the air, and Wu Lao gritted his teeth and retreated to the side. However, he was hit by a giant hammer just now, and his injuries were not light, and his movement was slow. The long sleeves swished around his neck, and he hurriedly swung his gun to stab it, and with a snort, the long sleeves were cut open and still rolled towards him. At this moment, another long sleeve had wrapped up Tian Nongxiang in his arms, and with a swoop, he threw Tian Nongxiang in the air.

Wu Lao was about to fly to save him, when the giant hammer fell from the sky just now and smashed at the door in front of him. He hurriedly dodged to the side, but was still swept by the giant hammer, and his left arm was suddenly eroded.

Before Tian Nongxiang could scream, a sharp claw suddenly appeared in the sleeve tube that attacked, pinched his neck, and instantly dragged him in front of the white-robed man.

There was not a trace of movement on his zombie-like face, and his eyes stared at him motionlessly, which made people panic. Tian Nongxiang's cold hair stood upside down, which was clearly a ghost. Tian Nongxiang's heart was beating nervously, and he reached out his little hand and vigorously broke the claws that were pinching his neck, pretending to be calm and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It's your honor to be able to sacrifice my Yin Gong. The white-robed man's lips didn't move, but the voice really reached Tian Nongxiang's ears. As soon as the voice fell, the white-robed man opened his mouth, and two rows of sharp ghost teeth were densely covered, and a fishy smell came to his face. In a hurry, Tian Nongxiang swung his fist and smashed the claws that were grabbing him, and was bounced away by a thick bang, shaking the two fists painfully, as if they were about to break.