The entrance to the cave is not wide, but it is very deep. Looking down, it was pitch black, bottomless, as if it was a mine or deep cave dug by the ancients before, the breath of the ages, and even a trace of telekinesis and imperial power remained, and a strong sense of suppression made Wu Mo deeply afraid, and he didn't dare to go deep for a while.

Over the years since he came to the Xuan Realm, although he has experienced some dangers, this time, it was a great fear that he had never had before, and he didn't even dare to move a step, not knowing whether to retreat or advance.

It was so quiet that only the sound of my own breathing could be heard. He raised his divine vision to the extreme, feeling everything around him carefully, and there was no other breath of life except himself.

But the next moment, his eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he found that there was a dark shadow behind him approaching him silently. His heart was pounding, "Ah!"

"Who is it?" he exclaimed, emboldening himself.

The dark shadow stopped, as if confronted him. Wu Mo looked forward and found that it was a figure shrouded in a layer of black mist, but he couldn't detect a trace of life, and even the footsteps of the figure were completely blocked, which made him think of the Demon Spirit of the Taibarren Mountain that Jiugu Ancestor said.

Thinking of this, he quickly took a few steps back, and said in horror, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Child, it's me!" the figure gradually revealed its true face, and as the black mist dissipated, a black brocade bag appeared in his hand.

Wu Mo was taken aback, "Ninth Guzu, why are you?"

"Kid, you're still here, and since I can't stop you, I hope this will help you!" Jiugu Ancestor came to Wu Mo and picked up the black brocade bag.

The material is like skin not skin, like cloth not cloth, the brocade bag is old and black, and it is very old at a glance.

"What is this?" Wu Mo asked suspiciously.

"This is my ancestor, the sixth generation of Heavenly Master Ying Lingjun, the antiquities left behind, although thousands of years have passed, they are still not corrupt, if the time is not ripe, I will not take out ......"

"Presumably, it should be the things that the ancestor carried with him, why didn't the ancestor carry it?"

"Yes, it is indeed an item that my ancestor often carried, but it is said that he decided to go deep into the Taihuang Mountain on the way to the occasion, perhaps in a hurry, or perhaps for another ......reason," the old man said, pausing for a moment, and continued, "There are four treasures in there......

"Four treasures?"

The old woman untied the brocade bag, and a black brocade robe emerged, although it was simple and unpretentious, old and wrinkled, but faintly exuded a kind of iron-like sharpness.

"This is?" Wu Mo was surprised that the brocade bag that was more than ten inches long could hold a few large pieces, and at the same time felt that this black robe must be extraordinary.

Sure enough, Jiugu Ancestor trembled his fingers and rubbed on it, "This stone dragon robe is my ancestor, who spent several years collecting the thousand-year-old earth spirit of Humo Mountain, and melted it with its essence blood and hard skin......"

Wu Mo held the black robe in his hand, and felt that the breath was a little different, that is, the workmanship was very delicate, as soft and smooth as brocade, and he couldn't help asking: "But, how can it be no different from brocade to the touch?"

"Hehe" the old woman smiled slightly, "Child, this is precisely his uniqueness. Because the more precious the treasure, the more unpretentious it is often the end of the matter, back to the basics, and the ordinary naked eye mortal is not visible...... Do you know what a stone dragon is?"

"I don't know?"

"This is a unique earth dragon in the area of Mount Gomo, and it can be said to be a thousand-year-old earth spirit!"

"Earth Dragon, isn't it an earthworm?"

"Yes, but it's no ordinary earthworm. Child, do you know that the underground around Mount Gomo is full of hard rocks, and ordinary earthworms cannot survive at all; but there are exceptions to everything, although this kind of creature, although it is very rare, if it survives, it will have a strong penetrating power, it can penetrate through the rocks and mountains, go deep into the ground, and absorb the underground aura for many years; if it does not die for a thousand years, it can reach the realm of the earth spirit! My ancestors called it the stone dragon......

Able to pass through the stones, I can't imagine that the earthworms in Humo Mountain are so perverted, the sixth generation of heavenly master Ying Lingjun, collected this kind of thousand-year-old earth spirit, and made the stone dragon clothes, although it is soft and smooth like brocade, but the texture is extremely hard, and Wu Mo's strength is pinched in his hand, and he can't even damage it.

His action was naturally seen by the old woman, and Jiugu Ancestor glanced at him, "You must not underestimate this stone dragon robe, it is soft on the outside and steel on the inside, its hardness, not to mention you, even the powerhouse of the Divine Void Realm, you can't do anything to him, and it is impossible for an ordinary blade to scratch him." ”

When the old woman draped the stone dragon coat on Wu Mo's body like a black cloak, Wu Mo was instantly shrouded in a layer of black mist, and from a distance, it looked like a black shadow. Only then did he understand why the Ninth Guzu was in such a scene when he appeared.

At the same time, a cold iron chill also made his whole body tremble for a while, and he shivered a few times. The old woman stared at him and said, "Shilong, it is a thousand-year-old earth spirit, and he has lived in a cold place underground for a long time, so he naturally has the cold aura of the underground, which ordinary people can't bear at all, and it will damage the yang qi of the human body, so it is impossible for me to hand him over to you unless it is a special period......

The old man stared at Wu Mo with a somewhat complicated look, "Child, if you can't bear it, don't force it...... , enter the barren mountain, and wait for you to make plans after cultivating in the future......"

Seeing that the old man's face in front of him was a little pale, he knew that she had followed him here in a stone dragon robe in order to hide people's eyes, and she must have caused a lot of damage to her body.

He was grateful to this old man, and felt that there was nothing to hide from her, "Jiugu Ancestor, my physique can resist it, and there is no discomfort, don't worry about ......"

The old woman was also stunned when she saw that he was completely fine after just three shivers, "Is that really the case?"

"Well, I'll tell you the truth, I'm the Ancient Warrior ......"

Hearing this, the old woman was stunned for a moment, "Ahhhh

"Well, what's the matter? Do you know ...... Ninth Guzu?"

The old woman was just distracted for a moment, and then regained her composure in an instant, interrupting Wu Mo's words, "I don't know, I'm just a mortal, how can I know about the things in the cultivation realm." ”

"Oh!" Wu Mo looked at her, feeling that this old woman was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface, but the old man was reluctant to mention it too much, and he would not be strong.

The old woman then taught Shi Longyi's method. It turns out that this treasure garment is not only extremely hard, but also has a strong spirituality, and when worn on the body, it can not only shield oneself from the breath of life, but also ward off evil spirits, and avoid unclean things in the ground.

According to the old man's ancestors, the stone dragon has passed through the underground of the stone mountain for thousands of years, and can avoid the evil qi underground, so it naturally has its spirituality, and it can be auspicious and avoid evil, and it is already like a god.