When the three of them came to the border tribe, it was the early morning when the sun was just giving its first rays. Guided by the village children, they came to the back of Wu Ke.

Wu Ke looked as if he was much older, his back was already bent again, he stood on the edge of the cliff with the bull-headed cane, looking at the sunlight was not too strong, still with a soft light, but after only looking directly for a few seconds, his eyes were a little unbearable.

He rubbed his eyes, and suddenly coughed violently. His whole body was shaking as he coughed, and it seemed like he might collapse at any moment.

"Patriarch?" the Skykiller called softly.

Wu Ke slowly turned around, looked at the strange young people in front of him, and with the kind smile on his face that is characteristic of old people, he asked, "Is there something wrong with you?"

Heaven Slayer also smiled back and said, "It was Ye Lingxin who asked me to come, we want to learn about the secrets about myths and legends a long time ago, especially about the god of death. ”

Caron looked at the Killing Ember with monster-like eyes, and muttered softly to Zhu Xuan, "My God, isn't this guy born with a cold expression like you, and he still laughs like this, and he speaks so politely, are you sure that he is really the guy who killed the Celestial Ember? Could it be that he was beaten stupid by Ye Lingxin?" Zhu Shu glared at him, and he consciously closed his mouth.

Listening to the words of the Killing Embers, Wu Ke was stunned for a second, and then suddenly laughed again, and lightly pestled the crutch on the ground twice, as if talking to himself: "This kid still remembers that I am an old immortal, who has lied to me for three whole years, and he will not say that he will come back to see me as an old immortal." Then he looked at the Sky Slayer and said, "That guy finally understands that I didn't talk nonsense at the beginning, and he can still think of me as an old fellow when he encounters problems." Then he walked slowly over, and when he reached them, he whispered, "Follow me," and walked on.

The three of them followed him back to the border village.

Since the events of Aronk, the people of the village seem to have an indelible fear of sacred arts. They looked at the three of them, and there was a signal in their eyes to avoid them. Heaven Killer and Zhu Shu didn't think so, and followed Wu Ke without squinting. Caron couldn't be quiet for a moment, looking east and west, and when he found that others seemed to be afraid of him, he had a more desire to ** them.

However, when he wanted to conjure up a small fire dragon in the hope of arousing the amazement of these people, he found that his power was suppressed to death, he glared at Zhu Shu, but found that Zhu Shu did not use his strength, and it was the Sky Killing Ember that suppressed his power.

Zhu Shu didn't say anything, and said lightly: "Don't come nonsense." ”

"Hmph. Distracted, Caron drooped his head and followed, looking like he wanted to eat people.

Wu Ke opened the haystack and led the three of them into the basement and into his own secret room. It's not so much a secret room, but a secret room that everyone in the border clan knows, and after the previous entrance was destroyed by Aronke, they found that there was such a big secret room under the ground far from Wu Ke's house.

In the secret room, there were still several tall old bookshelves, which were full of old dusty books, and many books that could not be put down were placed directly on the ground, stacked one by one, and several piles were almost to the top.

Caron's eyes widened, he looked at the dusty old books, and sighed, "My good man, you old man teaches." He saw a pile of books, and there were more than a dozen books below, all very large, and if they were erected, they would be a head taller than him, almost as thick as the distance between the fingertips of each side when he stretched out his hand to both sides.

Witch walked straight up to the pile of papers and beckoned to Caron. Cuarón hurriedly ran up to him and asked, "Is this the big book?" Seeing Wu Ke nodding, he slapped his palm, and pushed the book on it into the distance, hitting the bookshelf against the wall, and then falling down, and suddenly the paper flew and dust splashed.

With a wave of his sleeves, a gust of wind rushed out, sweeping all the dust into the wind, like a horizontal tornado, floating out along the way it came.

Wu Ke glanced at Caron and said, "Why do young people care so little about books, you must know that these are treasures of thousands of years, and if they are broken, they will be gone, and if you want to find anything in the future, it will not be so easy." ”

Caron was upset, but he didn't say anything.

The Celestial Ember conjured up another gust of wind and erected the huge book. The book cover turned out to be two thick pieces of iron, and the place where they met made a dull metal crashing sound, which was particularly harsh.

"What the hell, it's still locked, the chain is so big. Cuarón grumbled as he looked at the lock on the book, which was the size of his head, in amazement.

Wu Ke inserted the two horns of the bull's head crutch into the keyhole, twisted it slightly, and there was a muffled "click", and the big lock opened in response.

"Damn, your crutch is actually a key. Cuarón exclaimed again, as if these were strange things he had never seen before.

Zhu Shu carefully removed the big lock, and then Caron opened the book cover on one side, and it was full of stone slabs, and the outside of the stone slabs were all smoothed, and they looked very thin, just like paper, plus the iron wrapping, they didn't think that this would be a stone book before they opened it. The stone slabs were carved with many symbols that they had never seen before, and it looked like an ancient mystical script.

After pushing the three stone slabs, Caron looked at Wu Ke angrily and said, "Where the hell is it, you should think clearly and then ask me to turn it, it's so tiring." ”

Wu Ke ignored him, still carefully studying page by page, word by word, for fear of missing even the slightest piece of information. He looked at it and muttered in a low voice, "I remember that I turned to this book a long time ago, and I saw a record of death in it, why can't I find it all of a sudden?"

"I said you old man...... "Caron was almost about to collapse, "is it this book, there are so many big books like this here, don't make a mistake, I'm struggling to turn through the old books." ”

"Shut up. Zhu Shu finally couldn't help but yell.

"Wait, found it. Just as Cuarón was about to turn the next page, Wu Ke suddenly said excitedly. "This is it, here is a record of the hero who originally had the power of holy arts to unify the world, no, it should be his autobiography, if yes, this book should be written by him. ”