Under the night sky, Mu Yi and Lin Gu quietly looked up at the starry sky. It was an unusually quiet night.

"Mu Yi, I just want to ask you a few things! Why do you want to capture the secret realm of my Rouran Clan? You have already killed the Prince Futu of my clan, but why do you still have a kind aura on your body, and this aura does not belong to you at all!"

This is what Lin Gu has always wanted to know, there are too many things about Mu Yi that make him puzzled.

"Futu was indeed killed by me, and I don't want to say more about the reason!Last trip to the secret realm, my purpose was to kill Yuwen Hu, and I didn't do anything harmful to your Rouran clan!"

"Do you know that there is a power hidden within you that does not belong to you?" said Lingu, his right hand condensing a faint blue light.

Mu Yi looked at the faint blue light, a power he was very familiar with, this was the power that the priests of the Rouran clan had passed on to him.

"Mu Yi, I really want to know why the Yuan Power of my clan priest is in your body!" Lin Gu asked solemnly, when Mu Yi was healing, Lin Gu felt this power in Mu Yi's body, so he took the opportunity to take him. At that time, Mu Yi didn't notice it at all.

Under the reflection of this faint blue light, suddenly, a mysterious circular spirit pattern appeared between Lin Gu's eyebrows, and in the middle of this spirit pattern, the word "Qian" immediately appeared.

"Are you the Eight Great Disciples of the Rouran Clan's Heavenly Gods?" asked Mu Yi in surprise.

In the temple of the Rouran clan, the priest once entrusted him with finding the eight sons of the Rouran clan and gathering them before he could open the road to heaven.

"Why do you know about this? Mu Yi, is this aura on your body the power of the wish of the priest of my clan?" Lin Gu asked in surprise.

Some time ago, the news that the secret realm of the Rouran clan was broken by the Northern Zhou Dynasty spread throughout Shenzhou, and Lin Gu, who lived in the mountains, also awakened the memory of the Rouran clan, and he was extremely angry after hearing the news.

For revenge, he is determined to kill Makuyi. But under the guidance of his master, he felt a kind aura in Mu Yi's body, which was an old man's breath, which obviously did not belong to Mu Yi.

"So you're the person I'm looking for, and in that case, I can tell you about it!" Mu Yi said with a long sigh, pressing his finger between his eyebrows, extracting the scene of his conversation with the priest in the Rouran Clan's temple and handing it to Lin Gu.

At this time, after Lin Gu integrated this memory of Mu Yi into the spiritual sea, he saw the scenes in the temple!

In the Lingu spiritual sea, the figure of the priest has been fixed there, and it has not dissipated for a long time. Inside the Spirit Sea, Lin Gu looked at this kind face, and he knelt down on the Spirit Sea with his legs.

In his unique memory, there was only the vague shadow of the old man in front of him, and now he finally saw it clearly.

This old man suddenly awakened the deepest memory in his heart, this is the person closest to him.......

"Grandpa........" Lin Gu whispered, tears glistening in his eyes, "I finally see your true face..........

Outside, Mu Yi looked at Lin Gu and fell into remembrance, and he waited quietly. At this time, he was also secretly surprised in his heart that Lin Gu was actually one of the eight great disciples selected by the Rouran Clan Heavenly God.

And what appeared between Lin Gu's eyebrows was the word "Qian", if he guessed correctly, then these eight children should all correspond to one of the words in the "Qiankun Bagua".

And what appeared between Lin Gu's eyebrows was the word "Qian", so would he be the first of the eight disciples?

From Lin Gu's words just now, Lin Gu was sealed with memories at the age of ten, but he had deep feelings for the Rouran clan. Mu Yi not only killed Prince Futu, but also had an inseparable relationship with him when the secret realm of the Rouran clan was broken.

If he had received Lin Gu's help, it would have been much easier for him to find the other seven children of the Rouran clan. It's just that Lin Gu will help him? Mu Yi didn't dare to say for sure.

At this moment, Mu Yi stood quietly aside, waiting for Lin Gu to come out of his memories. After a long time, Lingu came back to his senses from his contemplation, and a sad look appeared in his eyes.

"Why did my grandfather choose you? You are not from my clan, there should have been many strong people with advanced cultivation in the secret realm at that time!" Lin Gu asked calmly looking at Mu Yi.

In Mu Yi's memory, Lin Gu deeply felt the wish passed on by the priest. And this memory, maybe even Mu Yi didn't notice it, there was actually another voice hidden in that memory.

This voice can only be felt by the children of the Rouran clan and those who have the power of bloodline, and Lin Gu has already heard it completely. While the priest was passing on his wishes to Makuyi, he was also delivering his wishes to his grandson, Lingu.

"Find all the eight sons of the gods and step into the heavenly realm......"

"This is also the puzzle I am looking for, and when I find the answer, I will tell you!" Mu Yi said.

He wondered if the priest would come to him because he had no intention of breaking into the temple, or because of the boneless relics in his body, or even other secrets that were still hidden in him.

"Mu Yi, I heard that you have arrested a lot of my clan's people? where are they? Can you hand them over to me now?" Lin Gu asked again, he also knew in his heart that Mu Yi was not a murderer, since those clansmen fell into the hands of Mu Yi, there should be no danger to their lives.

"I have already transferred all of your people, and all of them have been taken away by your patriarch. Mu Yi said.

"You really handed it over to the patriarch?" Lin Gu couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this, those clansmen were taken away by the patriarch, and that was the best result.

"Mu Yi, thank you!" Lin Gu arched his hand, he walked into Mu Yi, and injected the dark blue light condensed in his right hand into Mu Yi's body.

"This is his old man's wish, and I hope you can help him fulfill this wish. Lingu said.

"This is also my promise, I will do my best!" Mu Yi said, he looked at Lin Gu and asked, "Lin Gu, are you willing to help me?"

When Lin Gu heard this, he suddenly fell silent.

He used to be a general of ten thousand people, and he also had the illusion that one day he could step into the Eight Pillars Kingdom. But after that battle with Nanliang Tianzong, his dreams were shattered.

After that battle, Yuwen Hu had already condemned him to death, and his position had already been filled by ten thousand people. For the Northern Zhou, he Lingu was already a general who died in battle.

Lin Gu sighed, of course, he can also change his identity and start all over again, and he should become a general in less than ten years after following Mu Yi.

But now that he has awakened his memory, finding the other seven talents is the most important thing for him to do.

"I can search for them with you, but I have two conditions!" said Lingu after some thought.

"On what terms?"

"First, your cultivators must never do anything harmful to the Rouran Clan!"

"This one can be!"

"Second, I won't join the army again, and if it's not your subordinate, you must not give any orders!" Lin Gu said.

"It's natural, we're just friends!" said Mu Yi with a smile.

"It's a deal!" the two of them stretched out their right fists in tacit understanding, and their fists collided forcefully.

This night, the starry sky is bright, and occasionally a meteor crosses the sky.

Mu Yi and Lin Gu looked up at the starry sky, and a picture of longing appeared in their eyes.

Once when I was in a Buddhist temple, the master said that there is a hidden force in this world, which controls the fate of the world. Now Mu Yi feels this invisible power more clearly.

At this moment, not far behind Mu Yi, Bai Long and Gao Ying kept looking at Mu Yi and Lin Gu, and that scene completely fell into the eyes of both of them.

"Mixed Yuan Force, now there are two more people!" Bai Long said with a smile in his heart, he turned his head to look at Gao Ying, the two people he was thinking about in his heart were Gao Ying and Lin Gu.

Bai Long didn't know much about these two people, but he had already begun to recognize these two people in his heart.

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This night, in the northwest of Yongsan County.

High in the air, the sound of fighting came out, and the situation of the melee in mid-air was one-sided. More than 200,000 cultivators of the Northern Zhou Dynasty slaughtered Tuyuhun's monks all the way, and under the careful arrangement of Helan Xiang and Yu Wengui, the defense line of Tuyuhun's cultivators was broken one by one.

"Where did the damn military advisor flee to, did you find him?" asked King Guangding angrily at this moment.

"Back to the king, we haven't found the military master yet, he should have left the barracks a long time ago!" said one of the generals quickly.

"This damned traitor shouldn't have been bewitched by her in the first place, and now she actually escaped from the battle, and took 20,000 monks with her!" said King Zhongliu next to him.

"Then what should we do now?" King Guangding asked anxiously, "It will be difficult for us to break through their formations at all, and it will be even more dangerous if we continue to fight." ”

"Now that we've had to withdraw our troops, King Chuan ordered that once we found any trace of the military advisor, we would immediately hunt him down!" King Zhongliu said quickly.

"The whole army retreats!"

High in the sky of Longshan County, Tuyuhun's cultivators suddenly changed their movements, and they began to retreat.

"Tuyuhun has withdrawn?" In the Northern Zhou Dynasty's cultivation, Yu Wengui looked at the movement of Tuyuhun's cultivation and exclaimed.

"Kill me, don't let any of them leave the Northern Zhou alive!" He Lanxiang immediately ordered. Suddenly, the monks of the Northern Zhou Dynasty attacked Tuyuhun even more violently.

All the cultivators of the Northern Zhou Dynasty already knew that Tuyuhun was defeated and retreated here, and they began to desperately grab military merits! Tuyuhun's cultivators retreated as quickly as a tide, but their movements suddenly appeared to be abnormal.

"What are they doing?" He Lanxiang was surprised, only to see that Monk Tuyuhun suddenly condensed into one, and the formation was not messy at all.

"Could this be a transfer formation?" Yu Wengui exclaimed, "They are using the formation to escape from the Northern Zhou, quickly interfere with the formation and stop them!"

The monks of the Northern Zhou Land frantically rushed towards the group of Tuyuhun monks, but a burst of spiritual light appeared on the bodies of those Tuyuhun monks.

They condensed into a ball, and formation runes appeared under the soles of their feet.

But at this time, the cultivators of the Northern Zhou Dynasty quickly destroyed the floating runes, and the monks of Tuyuhun desperately blocked it. However, there were many runes of the formation that were destroyed one after another by the cultivators of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Once the formation was destroyed, this group of monks would not be able to escape. These Tuyuhun monks immediately rushed towards the Northern Zhou cultivators to protect the other formations.

In an instant, Tuyuhun's cultivators disappeared out of thin air in batches. Within a moment, more than 100,000 cultivators had successfully left the place.

The monks who were left behind were soon killed by the monks of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.