"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

I don't know how long it took, and some voices finally appeared in Dongfang Mo's mind.

As he slowly regained consciousness, he realized that the sound was his own breathing.

He opened his closed and heavy eyes, and when the scene in front of him gradually became clearer and brighter, he saw that he was still in the stone tower, and his fingers were still touching the top of the monk's head in front of him.

"Hula!"

Dongfang Mo withdrew his palm as if avoiding a snake and scorpion, and his mana was agitated, and his body appeared two feet away like a teleportation.

At this time, he looked up at the stone statue of the monk, and his face showed a look of horror and a little fear.

Not only that, at this time, the sweat on his forehead was like rain, and the wide Taoist robe was soaked at some point, and his whole body was wet.

Dongfang Mo couldn't imagine why the scene just now happened, the scene of the Taoist priest in Taoist robes and the monk in robes fighting in his mind before had been lingering in his heart, making the shock of his heart difficult to quell.

Dongfang Mo guessed that the monk in the picture who was holding a staff and could smash the void with one palm would be the person carved by the stone statue in front of him.

And the old Taoist in the robe will be the ancestor of the Three Qings.

Dongfang Mo had no way of verifying whether his guess was correct, but he always felt that things would not seem to be so simple.

Just when his heart was shaking, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the cave heaven blessed land in Taiyi Dao Palace, when he had just used the method of divine refining to refine Wen Shenyu, didn't a similar picture appear.

But the only difference is that there are four pictures of that year, and there is an old figure in all four pictures.

He still remembered the first picture, which seemed to be the old Taoist refining the weapon.

In the second picture, Lao Dao is killing the bat man.

In the third picture, Lao Dao handed over three artifacts to a Taoist priest, a monk, and a person in the shadow.

As for the fourth picture, it is Lao Dao alone against Tianwei.

"Sanqing Ancestor!"

Dongfang Mo muttered to himself, the old Taoist in the four pictures back then, and the Taoist priest who appeared in his mind before, except for the Sanqing Ancestor, he really couldn't think of anyone else.

After about half a cup of tea, Dongfang Mo finally suppressed the shock in his heart and set his eyes on the stone statue in front of him again.

I saw him perform the stone eye technique, and his dark pupils swept towards the stone statue.

But as he had thought, his gaze could easily penetrate the stone statue in front of him, and it seemed to be transparent under the stone eye technique.

Because of this, it can be seen that this is just an ordinary stone statue, and there is nothing unusual about it.

It's just that Dongfang Mo will never believe that what he saw before is an illusion, so there must be something strange in this.

After touching his chin, he seemed to think of something, the mana in his body worked, and then he raised his feet and slowly stepped forward.

In the process of approaching the stone statue, Dongfang Mo was extremely vigilant, and he would burst out at the slightest disturbance.

Three-foot ...... Two-foot ...... One Foot ......

Finally, when Dongfang Mo stood in front of the stone statue again, he cautiously stretched out his hand, and his fingers touched the boxy pattern on the stone statue's head again.

But this time, he didn't have any visions other than the cold on his fingertips and the extremely rough touch.

Even when he was agitated with mana and injected into the stone statue, there was no response.

"Whew!"

Dongfang Mo let out a long sigh of relief, and then withdrew his palm.

After moving away from the statue again, he began to look closely.

In his opinion, this stone statue should have existed here for a long time, so everyone who has been here in the past must have seen it.

If you say that, there will definitely be someone like him, who has reached out and touched the stone statue.

But Dongfang Mo was almost sure that when those people touched the stone statue, they would not have seen what he had seen. Because if those people could have seen it, some rumors would have appeared a long time ago.

In other words, only he can see those images.

I think that in the Qianqing Palace in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, Yue Laosan, like him, had been in contact with Wen Shenyu, but Yue Laosan didn't see anything, but he saw four pictures.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Mo felt more and more that maybe there was some special connection between him and the Sanqing Ancestor.

And at this time, he suddenly remembered what Wuweizi had said to him when he saw Wu Weizi's spirit for the first time in the Qianqing Palace on Peng Island in the East China Sea.

Back then, Wu Weizi once called him Shizun.

Not only that, Dongfang Mo thought that he had mentioned it to Gu Ya at the beginning, when he touched the black clay altar dressed as a ghost talisman, there was a shocking scene of nine clay altars falling from the sky in his mind. At that time, Bone Fang exclaimed that this was impossible, saying that he was a reincarnated soul.

"Reincarnated souls!"

As soon as he thought of these four words, Dongfang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the light in his eyes burst out.

"Isn't it ......"

At this moment, a thought appeared in his mind that made him unbelievable.

And just as he was considering whether to take out the old of the bone tooth and ask it in detail, so as to confirm whether his idea was correct, suddenly his ears trembled slightly, and at this moment he heard a faint strange noise.

Dongfang Mo turned his head and looked at some dark place on the side of the exit of the stone tower.

"Who!"

I just heard him shout.

However, after his words fell, there was no abnormal reaction in the area where his eyes could be seen.

Seeing this, the mana in Dongfang Mo's body was surging like a tide, his right hand stretched out, his five fingers clenched into a fist, and a punch blasted towards the darkness, and then a fist with condensed mana burst out.

But when the fist of mana condensation was about to smash on the wall of the stone tower, a gray shadow suddenly appeared in the darkness between the wall and the fist.

The next moment, a gray mist rose around the gray shadow, enveloping him.

"Bang!"

The mana condensed fist slammed into the gray mist, only to hear the muffled sound of "knock ......", and under this punch, the gray shadow staggered back a few steps before standing firm.

Dongfang Mo's eyes flashed with coldness, and now this person was covered in gray mist, and he couldn't see his true face, and he couldn't distinguish between male and female monks.

Just as he was furious in his heart, a hoarse voice rang out from the gray mist.

"It is worthy of being the Holy Son of the Green Spirit, with this spiritual sense alone, I am afraid that ordinary Divine Journey Realm cultivators are inferior."

Judging by the voice, this person should be a man.

"Who are you?"

Dongfang Mo withdrew his palm, looked at him and asked in a deep voice.

"Hehe, of course whoever is down there can tell the Holy Son. But before that, should the Holy Son be exchanged for something? For example, I am very interested in what I saw in the stone statue before the Son, or I am very interested in what I found, and I wonder if the Son can share one or two. The hoarse man said.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo's eyes narrowed, but he didn't expect this person to see his previous actions clearly, it seemed that he had long been hiding by his side, but he had never found out.

Dongfang Mo has always been extremely confident in his own strength, and the hoarse man's cultivation fluctuations are only in the late stage of the Infant Transformation Realm, but he can lurk around him silently, it seems that this person should have cultivated some kind of incredible hidden supernatural power, otherwise he will not be able to escape his ears and eyes.

But after thinking about it for a while, he suddenly smiled gently:

"If Xiao Dao didn't guess wrong, Daoist friends shouldn't be from my Qingling Dao Sect."

"What does it matter if it's yes or no?"

Surprisingly, the hoarse man did not seem to deny Dongfang Mo's speculation.

"Hahaha, fellow Daoist friend has eaten the bear's heart leopard gall, don't you know that this place under your feet, except for the people of my Qingling Dao Sect, no one is allowed to set foot in it. If it is found......"

"What happens if it's discovered!"

Before Dongfang Mo finished speaking, the hoarse man interrupted him, and it was not difficult to hear a hint of ridicule in his words.

Hearing his words, Dongfang Mo's face showed a hint of murderous intent, this person seemed to have no fear, and he looked light-hearted, if he wasn't a fool, he had a certain amount of confidence.

But even if this person had confidence, Dongfang Mo didn't think that he could escape from the palm of a monk in the One Realm. Because he only needs to inform the elders, there will inevitably be a high-ranking monk who will take down the hoarse man, and at that time, he will probably end up like the monk of the ancient Night Spirit Clan.

However, this person saw what happened just now, so it was a different matter, Dongfang Mo couldn't let this person fall into the hands of others, but wanted to kill him.

Thinking of this, the mana in his body agitated, and he reached out to grab it, and a simple whisk of dust appeared out of thin air in his hand.

Seeing his actions, the hoarse man chuckled: "Hehe, it seems that the Holy Son is ready to do it."

And after the words fell, he turned his head to look at a huge cobblestone outside the stone tower, and continued:

"This Taoist friend who just came, is he going to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight?"