At this moment, the green dragon chain stopped. Yan Moye came back to his senses at this time, and a cold sweat slowly oozed from behind him, "I almost thought it was going to be cold." Yan Moye let out a long breath. Only then did he discover that the White Tiger Gate, the Green Dragon Chain, the Vermilion Bird Gate, and the Xuanwu Land just formed a cube-like thing without a lid, and Mo Ye was in the "box"!

At this time, the "box" shook suddenly, and the entire white tiger wall pulled the green dragon chain, dragged the Vermilion Bird Gate, and sandwiched the Xuanwu Ground, and roared into it neatly. What is the most important thing in a family, neat and tidy! Yan Moye smiled weakly, if he hadn't died by himself, how could he have fallen into such a place. The box slowly stuck into the cave, and as a result, our protagonist Yan Moye was brought in in a fog.

As soon as the box entered, Yan Moye had a large piece of Qiyi metal stuck on his head, which was tattooed with Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, Qinglong and Xuanwu - Four Beasts Sky Canopy. Suddenly, it was like being hit by a sledgehammer, mixed with a "click" sound. It's over, come again! Yan Moye is really speechless this time, you are not tired of shaking around, you are not tired, I am tired of sitting.

Sure enough, the trap plummeted downward. Yan Moye's body suddenly lightened, and he bounced up. Looking around, what era is this, how can there be an elevator, but it is supported by iron chains, but this imagination and technology are advanced enough. Looking at the four beasts on his head, Yan Moye only felt that he wanted to cry without tears, you play with me, you can't even go out, it's still a mandatory elevator, bad review! After scolding the designer ancestor for eighteen generations in his heart, Yan Moye looked at the gap between the green dragon chain.

Outside, in the abyss, Yan Moye sat helplessly on the ground and studied the White Tiger Wall. Under the big white tiger, there are several lines of villains carved, and strange movements are endless. Yan Moye learned this action tentatively a few times, and the aura on the side of his body gathered towards his body with the movement, and suddenly a new feeling poured into his brain.

"This hand should be a little harder, and this foot should be a little bigger. Muttering in his mouth, gradually, Yan Moye began to connect that strange set of exercises, and his movements gradually accelerated. When the second cycle was recycled, suddenly, a huge force erupted from the dantian and poured into Yan Moye's meridians. Yan Mo was frightened at night, and hurriedly sat down to adjust the surging aura in his body, but what he didn't expect was that the aura that erupted in the dantian was still pouring out.

"Oops!" Yan Moye felt a pain in the meridians on his body, the meridians had just formed during the vein formation period, how could he withstand such a powerful aura fluctuation, if he didn't control his spiritual power in time, with his current cultivation, he was afraid that the meridians would be broken, the five orifices would bleed, and his whole body would burst and die! Yan Moye was in a hurry to jump everywhere, there is definitely a corresponding way to eliminate such a cultivation technique! With such a great strength, even if the pulse can't hold it.

Sure enough, a few lines of scratch-like small characters under the Vermilion Bird Door appeared under the Vermilion Bird: "Condense qi into the vein, gather in the Tianyang vein, then you can turn qi into a needle, and display it in the spirit gathering acupoint, you can take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, and one move is fatal." And the strength of the needle is strengthened by the strength of the qi. Underneath the word, there is a diagram of the meridians of both hands, in which two golden meridians appear from the palm of the hand to the forearm.

Yan Moye looked at his hand speechlessly, how did he send it? The spirit gathering point is in the palm of his hand? Why don't I know? Do you want me to poke out two holes? Just thinking about it, suddenly a surging force appeared in the dantian. Immediately, he only felt that part of the aura formed by the dantian rushed to the Tianyang acupoint in an instant, turning into gaseous needles, and rushed violently to the outside of the meridians. "Hiss" A sharp pain came from his arm, making Yan Moye gasp, "No, if you don't control it, you will be tortured to death sooner or later." Yan Moye only felt that the meridians in his hands were agitated, and the direction in which the "needle" rushed was random. Yan Moye snorted coldly, causing the aura of the dantian to gather for a while, turning into a silk thread and flying towards the "needle", and then the thread was bundled, and the "needle" was immediately pulled into the dantian. Yan Mo was overjoyed at night, and hurriedly rushed the "needles" in a similar direction in the picture. An even more intense pain came, but the spiritual energy needles continued to impact, and the beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his head dripped down in large pieces, smashed on the ground, and splashed.

In a trance, his ears seemed to recall what the elder said when he tested his meridians, "It's a pity, your meridians are really too detailed, although they are comprehensive, they may not even be able to cultivate high-level exercises." The meridians of a person's life begin from the condensation period, but you are like being jealous of God, flashy, which is also destined by God. ”

"My fate is not destined by heaven! I don't want to be sorry for others, but I live for myself!" Yan Moye suddenly roared, and the aura needle suddenly accelerated the impact speed.

Yan Moye suddenly made a soft sound of "bang" in his mind, and the spirit gathering acupoint opened! Immediately, rows of black needles flew out of Yan Moye's hand like an illusion! I only heard a few crisp sounds, and the row of black needles was neatly inserted into the basalt ground and into the steel for three points!

What a domineering needle! Yan Moye shouted, stretched out his hand to touch it, but found that the needle was long gone, leaving a little residual trace of aura and rows of tiny needle holes, if you don't look carefully, you can't see the reason at all. As far as the expansion of Mo Ye's body was quietly stopped by the needle, and the meridians were actually twice as large as ordinary people because of the sharp swelling, and it was the improvement during the pulse gathering period, which made the cultivation easier in the future.

At this time, the mechanism suddenly stopped, clicked a few times, and several green dragon chains were suddenly pulled back, and then, the Suzaku Gate was slowly opened with a creak, and the torches on both sides burst out rhythmically, and a large stone room appeared in front of him. Yan Moye stepped forward, feeling the potholes under his feet, as if forming a certain pattern, but he was too close to see why.

Gotta find a high place. Yan Moye thought about it for a while, and strode onto the opposite door. I saw a statue standing next to the door, holding a sword and armor, nine feet tall, and he couldn't see his face, but in front of him, there was a large stone table, with a large blue dent on it, which was densely packed with tiny pinholes, no more, no less, just nineteen rows and nineteen columns, Yan Moye's heart moved, and suddenly gathered his qi in the dantian, rushed to the meridians to form a needle, "go" Yan Moye shook his hand, only heard the sound of brushing and brushing the air, and the stone slab was already full of dense black needles. With a breath, the black needles on the slate turned into aura and were sucked into the slate.

"Click", the mechanism inside was agitated, and the door opened. What caught his eye was a huge altar-like building, and when he stepped forward to take a look, Yan Moye couldn't help but be taken aback, only to see a book with a golden cover placed on the altar neatly, and a few typings were arranged on it.

"Me?" Yan Moye was surprised, the old ancestor knew that there was such a person as himself? Gently opened the book, and suddenly a yin aura gushed out, enveloping Yan Moye for a while, and then disappeared without a trace, as if to identify whether this was Yan Moye.

The yin qi dissipated, and it turned out that except for the first two pages, the rest of the book had been neatly dug out of a large piece, and there was a blue crystal bottle and a dark golden jade pendant inside. Yan Moye looked at the first page, and the more he looked at it, his eyes widened, how could this be! The first page of the book was actually written in blood, "Moye Xiaoyou, no, it should be 018, right?" How did he know my original number? It was still written in Arabic numerals! It didn't exist at that time, "You may be surprised why I, an old man, would know your number, right?" Yan Moye swallowed and continued reading. My words and deeds, the golden immortal, one of the proud men in the world in your mouth, I will warn you first with the rank of your ancestors, the following words must not be talked about with outsiders, even if it is any of your so-called elders, it is not allowed!" The color of the blood word "no" was deeply enlarged, like an old man repeating it solemnly.

Immediately, the book suddenly burned with a "boom", emitting cyan flames, and when Yan Moye came back to his senses, the book had turned into a pile of ashes, and the crystal bottle and jade pendant inside were shining.

"me. The corners of Yan Moye's eyes twitched, I didn't even read it, this book is gone? Reaching out to brush away the ashes on the jade pendant, suddenly, a powerful spiritual force poured into Yan Moye's mind, Yan Moye only felt a loud noise in his head, the scene in front of him was distorted, and he blinked his eyes, and found that the gloomy stone room in front of him had become a place surrounded by clouds and mist, and a pile of white clouds under the ground was softly spread on the ground. "It's ...... Where?"

"Hey. A lazy sound sounded, accompanied by a "click" sound, as if something had been bitten open. Yan Moye suddenly remembered some stories about fairyland devils, and only felt a chill on his back, and a feeling that the tail keel was so cold that the heavenly spirit cover came immediately, could it be that he had encountered ...... Ogre? Why is this sound so like the sound of crushing bones? The body shuddered, and he turned his head sharply and took a few steps back, almost not one of them stumbling to the ground, what the hell!

Behind him was an antique Taishi chair, which looked very noble. There was an old man with fairy wind bones sitting on it—no, not sitting. I saw him stepping on the chair with one foot, his butt sitting on the armrest, the other foot swaying leisurely, one hand still clasping the toes, and the incomprehensible sound could be guessed from the black melon seed shell under his feet. The old man snorted, shook his hand, and the piles of melon seed shells on the ground suddenly disappeared, he swaggered forward and said, "You are my forty-ninth generation? Or reincarnated. Yan Moye couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, although Lao Tzu was in his twenties in his previous life, his body was only ten years old, and he was in the pulse gathering period at the age of ten, and he was considered a genius in the general sect, even if you were an ancestor, you couldn't bully people like this. It seemed that seeing the disbelief in Yan Moye's eyes, the old man took a bite of the melon seeds in his hand, spat on the "bah", and looked at Yan Moye with disdain, "Are you so unconvinced?" Lao Tzu was six years old when he was six years old, and he was three times that of a normal person, and at the age of sixteen, he used the cultivation of Yindan Sanpin to kill those old monsters in Qiangongmen. Then he smiled, "How can you compare?" By the way, there are two Jin Dan and one of them is the peak of the king rank. ”

"Holy. "Yan Moye is really stunned, this old ancestor is really powerful, just out of the novice village, did he go to the intermediate dungeon alone, he can't afford to provoke it. "If it weren't for the low dosage, I wouldn't have killed just four. ”

The more he said and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and suddenly found that he had missed his mouth, smiled, shook the melon seeds in his hand in front of the sluggish Yan Moye, and said enthusiastically: "Come on, come on, don't talk about the past, eat melon seeds, spiritual power is formed." ”

Yan Moye was suddenly impressed, this old ancestor not only cultivated to a high level, his methods were vicious, but the most important thing was that his face was really thick! This kind of thickness, is there a self-consciousness that he can't learn, and even has an impulse to gather and poke a needle.

Yan Xing embarrassedly put away the melon seeds, coughed his throat, and said seriously: "Aren't you excited to see me?" I ...... before he finished speaking, he grabbed his shirt and said coldly: "How do you know my identity?" Words and deeds only felt that the body was poked out of two big holes by those two gazes, and he wore a big cool word. This doll doesn't respect its elders. Words and deeds muttered in his heart, he was originally his elder or ancestor, and he wanted to ask him about the current situation outside, but the current situation was that he forced him to ask him, and he dared to ask what the worldly rites were. Words and deeds twitched in their hearts. - It's no wonder that Yan Moye is so rude to ask about his words and deeds, because he is not a member of the Yan family, at least his soul is not, and naturally he has no habit of respecting his ancestors.

"That was before I ascended, and I saw on the way to the end of the world that there were nine light clusters coming in directly through the heavenly barrier from the outside world at some point in the future," he said, and his words and deeds revealed a look of memory in his eyes, "I calculated that time at that time, and it was almost the forty-ninth generation, that is, you. Yan Xing looked at Yan Moye and slowly continued, "There is a light cluster that fell into our house, I don't know where it went, but I intercepted a little information from the place where this light cluster crossed, that is, your past. Yan Xing's eyes stared at Yan Moye fiercely, and a Ling Ran's aura swept over, it was the long-lost immortal qi! Yan Moye was suddenly startled.

"I saw through the doomsday mirror all the experiences of your life from birth to the present, and your meridians were also designed by me to be several times wider with the spirit gathering needle, but I didn't expect your meridians to be really so small. Saying words and deeds, he put away his breath, and there was a gentle look in his eyes, "I have been a human being in two lives, and my life has been bumpy and tortuous, and I have worked hard. He touched his head lovingly, "Gathering the pulse at the age of seven is not bad, if I wasn't long gone, how could the Yan family be destroyed in one fell swoop!"

"Wait?" Yan Moye suddenly realized that something was wrong, "What did you say? You are dead? The Yan family was destroyed?" A burst of news like a thunderbolt on a sunny day shook Yan Moye's mind!