The West Desert and the West Abyss have been outside the country for thousands of years, and the battle between the Eight Hundred Passages and the strong men of the Yansha Family and the Rhino Dragon Family continues. Miao Tian and the cold woman, as well as a few strong men from Shaxinglou, stared at the storm deadly, hoping to find something.

"The ancient ruins have disappeared like this?What is in the Lingyuan Temple?What is the inheritance, we ran for nothing?"

Miao Tiandao: "We all know that this is the remains of the ancient Daomen, but everyone ignores one point. ”

"What is it?"

"Door!"

"What do you mean?"

"The most important point that we have overlooked is the most important point that the information coming out of the ancient Dao Gate is that they start from the door whether they are testing their talent or choosing the Dao Ji Dao Yuan. Many disciples would first stand at any of the nine doors in the Ancient Dao Gate, and I heard that the longer they stand, the more powerful their talent will be!"

"Door, one door is enough?"

"Legend has it that after Daoyi (Lingyuan Emperor) created the ancient Dao Gate, he integrated all kinds of Dao into each door, and the disciple observed the door in fact to observe the Dao, and there will be a way to break open the Dao door in that door, once the mystery in the door was spied on, it also opened the door to various Dao and began to merge the mysteries. Therefore, the disciples of the Ancient Dao Sect always have much stronger power to comprehend the rules after the Holy Spirit Realm than ordinary sects, because they 'enter', that is, 'enter the Dao'!"

"Sure enough, it's the Ancient Dao Gate, so, do you mean that the most important thing in the Lingyuan Temple is actually the thousand-zhang stone tablet that fell from the sky, and the stone tablet actually really entered the gate of the Lingyuan Temple?"

"I think so, and all the inheritance has already been obtained by that little ghost!"

"So many people are scrambling, and in the end there is only an inexplicable imp cheaper, which is really uncomfortable?"

"No way, who made him have the power to break delusion? Or rather, who made him a delusion-breaking pupil?"

"Ancient Daomen, Ancient Daomen! It's really different!" the cold woman sighed.

Miao Tian looked like a storm in the Absolute Territory, and said, "I'm leaving, and I'll leave the rest to you." ”

"Where are you going?" asked the cold woman.

Rumble!

In the desperate territory, in the violent storm, there was a golden light looming in the storm, and after a while, the golden light became stronger, and a golden gate slowly opened.

"This is the power of the Great Prediction Technique, with a skeleton bridge!" Miao Tian sighed.

"Is it from the Yunliu family?"

"The Yunliu Family's Great Prediction Technique is unfathomable, and this person's Great Prediction Technique is not so powerful that it is beyond any bounds. ”

"Aren't you leaving?" replied the cold woman.

Miao Tian looked at the gate of the Golden Light Illusory, held his head in his hands, paced slowly, and said, "Let's go, find someone to play chess in the Beishan Domain." ”

In the battle, there was a gap between the eight hundred, and the two sides stopped, and he roared: "What a despicable two families, you have clearly reached that realm, but you do not participate in the war of the Heavenly Disciples outside the territory, this is against the rules. ”

"Don't worry, there are naturally people outside the territory to help us dredge, eight hundred passes, how many people have you killed in our two major families? At least five or six hundred, use their blood as a bloodstain to wake up Qiancang, this bloody method has long been inconsistent with your identity. Trade your life for it!"

Eight hundred Tong was a little embarrassed, after returning from outside the territory, he had absolute confidence that he could get the eyes of a thousand firmaments and the ruins of the Spirit Source Temple. He had been groping for a hundred years, and before he went abroad, he had been to the thousand-year-old border countless times, wanting to spy on the mysteries. He also studied all kinds of ancient books, and he knew everything related to Qiancang. Now, a hundred years of hard work have failed, making him resentful and at the same time feeling endless grievances.

"Ancient Dao Gate, it turns out that it is not an ancient road, but a door!hahahaha!" Eight hundred tong ignored the words of the two major families, and disappeared into the sky.

The powerhouse of the Killing Star Tower looked at the door that disappeared in the storm and said, "Send someone to report the matter here to the Killer, the target person has gone to Beishan." ”

Rumble!

In the thousand-year-old realm, everyone has left, and only the storm is raging in the desperate situation, one after another storms hit from afar, dissipating at the edges, and so on and so on, the endless cycle repeats, and it has long since returned to its original appearance. It's like no one has ever been here.

Amulang's figure suddenly rushed out of the storm and landed on the edge, a mouthful of blood spurted out, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he lay on his back on the stone, untied the wine jug from his waist, and drank it with his head up!

He raised his head and sang: "The wind is rising, the greedy cup, the image is born, the door is open, there is a lot of honor and disgrace, who knows the common people?

Immediately, the phantom that stood up to the sky and the earth flashed in his mind, and he remembered the thousand-zhang high stone tablet, and laughed and said: "Ancient Dao Gate, Ancient Dao Gate, it turns out that it is just a door!"

He smiled and laughed, and cried inexplicably, only drinking vigorously, and half a day later, he looked at the scene of a thousand years of desperate situation, and said: "Beishan Great Domain?

The thousand-year-old desperate situation has turned back to its original state, and the various battles that took place here before seem to have lost their traces, and have long been buried by the wind and sand, as if they had never happened.

The autumn wind swept through the desolate stone road, rolled up the dry fallen leaves, the world of yellow sand and stone forests, and the dead trees in sight, there were only a handful. Under the sunset, an old man and a young stroll along the ancient road, and what they say always feels familiar.

"Grandpa God, what were we doing the day before yesterday?"

"Let's go!"

"What were we doing yesterday?"

"Let's go!"

"Where are we tomorrow?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, his eyes looked along the ancient road, and there was an autumn wind at the end of the red maple leaves, he looked at the young man with a puzzled and naïve face, and said, "Tomorrow, we won't leave tomorrow!"

"Not leaving?" the boy wondered.

The old man smiled: "Don't go, it's here!"

The two of them quickened their pace, and the two or three feet high stones on both sides kept retreating, and at the end was a small maple forest, through which you could see stone houses or wooden houses. The criss-crossing stone paths were bustling with large people, blushing on their faces, and speaking loudly.

"Xing'er, we've arrived, we've finally arrived!" Mu Tian looked very excited.

Gu Xing looked ahead and asked, "Grandpa Tian, what kind of place is this?"

"This is Jiao Liang, people also call him Qingshan Town, it is the place where the West Desert borders the North Mountain!"

"Oh!" Gu Xing didn't seem to be much interested.

Mu Tian originally thought that Gu Xing would no longer have amnesia after taking the blood of the Qingyuan Twilight Dragon Snake, but he didn't know why after leaving from the thousand-year desperate situation, Gu Xing returned to his previous state, and his memories could not be stored at all. He guessed that maybe it was the Lingyuan Emperor who had done something to him! Thinking that it was the Lingyuan Emperor's hand, whether it was good or bad, Mu Tian had nothing to do. The reason why Gu Xing showed this appearance was because he would forget the name of this town tomorrow.

After entering the Void Gate opened by Amulang, they did not go out of the desert, and walked for two months in a row, and when they met people, they realized that they had entered the North Mountain, and they had to travel for more than ten days before they came here.

A complicated look flashed on Mu Tian's face, and he said, "Here, Grandpa Tian has stayed before, and he is very reluctant!"

"What is Grandpa Tian doing here?"

"Heal!"

"Heal?

"Sort of!"

"And what about this time?"

"It's still healing!"

"Grandpa Tian is injured?"

Mu Tian nodded, the battle of the winding city flashed in his mind, and murmured: "This pool of water in the world will never see the bottom!"

Gu Xing looked up at Mu Tian and found that there were lines looming in the corners of his eyes, vague and intermittent, as if there was a wound.

"Grandpa, are you hurting your eye?" asked Gu Xing.

"Yes!" Mu Tian smiled, put his arm around Gu Xing's little shoulder, and walked forward.

The town is not big, there are a lot of people, and the hustle and bustle makes people feel lively and chaotic. It's just that as soon as the two entered the street and were discovered, they immediately became the focus of attention. The eyes of the people around him were full of vigilance, as if to say: Beware of these two strangers.

Gu Xing's eyes had returned to normal, and the strong light in the desert for half a year made him look like a small black ball, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he looked curiously at these tall people, more than two meters tall.

Mu Tian didn't pay much attention to the eyes of the people around him, and led Gu Xing skillfully through the streets, until the only medicinal herb shop in the town appeared in front of him, and he stopped.

"Mo Dao is injured, it's been a long time!" Mu Tian sighed as he looked at the plaque above the medicinal herb shop. Immediately, he led Gu Xing into the medicinal herb shop.

The medicine shop is not big, three stone houses are connected, there are four or five medicine children in it, and the shopkeeper is a middle-aged man, and the figure two meters away is standing at the counter and flipping through the books in front of him. As soon as Mu Tian and the others entered the door, he raised his head suddenly, and his eyes could not be said to be friendly or disgusted.

"He's not here!" said the shopkeeper lightly.

"Can I wait?" said Mu Tian.

"It could take two or three years!"

"It's okay!"

"Then you can find a place to stay first!"

"It's still the same old place. ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Mu Tian led Gu Xing out of the herb shop, and walked down the street to the edge of the town in a few minutes.

"What a small place!" Mu Tian sighed.

"Grandpa, why do you always sigh today?" asked Gu Xing.

"Things have changed, things are just people. ”

"I don't understand!"

"You're still young, you don't need to understand it for the time being, you'll know when you grow up!" Mu Tian led Gu Xing to a wooden house, there were a few green chrysanthemums in the low fence wall, blooming in the autumn wind, and the maple leaves had fallen all over the yard, bleak and cold.

"Xing'er, we'll live here from now on! "Mu Tiandao.

Gu Xing had a smile on his face and said, "Finally, from tomorrow, it will be different, and you won't have to walk anymore." ”

"Isn't it good to walk?"

"It's not good, anyway, I can't remember where I've walked and what scenery I've seen, so it's better for me to remember here!" Gu Xing looked like a small ghost, shook his head, sighed, pushed open the low wooden door, walked into the courtyard, and walked towards the wooden house.

Mu Tian looked at the jade pendant on his waist and said, "I hope you can give me some time!"