There are no more than ten people in the world today who know Mo Xiaoyao's true identity, but Mo Beishan in front of him is not among these ten people, but he can recognize himself at a glance. Mo Xiaoyao felt that Mo Beishan was very likely to be the old man who was disguised and hidden.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mo Xiaoyao's mouth.

"Hehe, since we're old friends, why don't you see each other with your real face!

Mo Beishan was slightly stunned, and said puzzledly: "Family master, the old decay has not changed its face." ”

"Hmph!" Mo Xiaoyao snorted coldly: "Soon I will know the truth!"

After speaking, Mo Xiaoyao waved his hand to blast the fence aside, and grabbed Mo Beishan's wrist with his hand.

Mo Beishan's body didn't move, and Mo Xiaoyao grabbed his wrist.

A trace of spiritual power passed into Mo Beishan's body through his wrist, and after a while, Mo Xiaoyao frowned, and gently let go of Mo Beishan's hand, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Are you really an ordinary person?"

Mo Beishan sighed and said, "Ahem, family master, you don't believe in old decay?"

"Hahaha, believe you?" Mo Xiaoyao laughed and said: "How long can you live as an ordinary person? How can you imagine the years when the old man left the Mo people? The Mo people have long since died out, where did the ancestral hall come from! Are you an old man a yellow-mouthed child!"

Mo Beishan was silent.

What Mo Xiaoyao said is not wrong, now that the Mo clan does not even have a place to stay, how can he come to the ancestral hall? This lie Mo Beishan blurted out, and he didn't think too much about it at all. The reason why he knew Mo Xiaoyao was because after the ghost venerable kidnapped Mo Yuntian back then, he destroyed Mo Yuntian's Yuan Shen, and let Ouyang Yuming's Yuan Shen occupy Mo Yuntian's body for a period of time. So how can there be a 'son' who doesn't know Lao Tzu.

Seeing that Mo Beishan was silent, Mo Xiaoyao asked in a cold voice: "Say, who are you?

Mo Beishan was silent for a long time, and continued to lie: "The head of the family, the old man is indeed called Mo Beishan, there was a gathering place of the Mo people in Feiyun Country back then, and the old man was fortunate to see the dignity of the head of the family in the ancestral hall, if you want to say that there is any intention, I am afraid that the head of the family misunderstands the old man." This has always been the hermitage of Lao Yu and his granddaughter Xue Yao, and they don't know the arrival of the head of the family. What other purpose?"

Da Zhuang on the side, seeing that Mo Yao was embarrassed by an old man surnamed Mo for no reason, he couldn't help but help: "Master, this Uncle Beishan may be telling the truth, the Mo people are all over the Purple Spirit Continent, although the people are withering, there may be an ancestral hall." ”

Mo Xiaoyao couldn't tell the truth for a while, waved his hand and said: "That's it, that's it, maybe the old man thinks too much, Da Zhuang, you help Mo Beishan repair the fence." ”

Seeing that Mo Xiaoyao was no longer entangled in this matter, Mo Beishan looked happy, and hurriedly greeted him in front of him and introduced Mo Xiaoyao into the room.

In the room, Mo Xueyao walked out of the bedroom with big eyes.

"Grandpa, who is this grandfather?"

Seeing Mo Xueyao's cute appearance, Mo Xiaoyao suddenly smiled.

"Xue Yao, this is grandpa. Mo Beishan touched Mo Xueyao's head.

"Grandpa! Xue Yao also has a grandfather. Mo Xueyao clapped her little hands happily, with a happy face.

Mo Xiaoyao picked up Mo Xueyao, gently scratched Mo Xueyao's small nose and smiled: "Your name is Xue Yao?"

"Yes, Grandpa. Mo Xueyao nodded obediently.

Mo Xiaoyao looked up at the thatched hut in Mo Beishan.

The hut is very simple, and it is all simple furniture made by yourself. Compared with the living environment of the Mo nationality in its heyday, it can be described as a world of difference.

"Ahem......" Mo Xiaoyao couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Head of the family, Xue Yao is the only remaining direct royal family of the Mo clan. ”

"Yes. Mo Xiaoyao's old heart twitched. I didn't expect that his Mo family's direct lineage was about to die.

"Beishan, what about Xue Yao's parents?" asked Mo Xiaoyao.

Mo Beishan's true feelings flowed out, with tears in his old eyes, and he said hatefully: "I was killed by a masked thief." ”

Mo Xueyao listened to the conversation between the two in Mo Xiaoyao's arms, and muttered, "Grandpa, Xue Yao is hungry." ”

Mo Beishan wiped the corners of his eyes, and replied repeatedly: "Okay, good, good granddaughter, grandpa will cook." ”

After speaking, Mo Beishan walked out of the hut tremblingly and went to the courtyard to eat food.

Mo Xiaoyao hugged Mo Xueyao and sat lightly on the chair, took out a pigeon-egg-sized elixir from the storage ring, and shook it in front of Mo Xueyao's eyes with a smile.

"Xue Yao, do you know what this is?"

Mo Xueyao carefully took the elixir, looked at it in front of her for a long time, and then sniffed it in front of her nose and asked.

"Grandpa, it's so fragrant, can you eat it?"

"Huh. Mo Xiaoyao smiled: "Of course you can eat it, Xue Yao, if you eat it, you won't feel hungry if you don't eat in the future." ”

Mo Xueyao asked in surprise, "Really?" ”

Mo Xiaoyao smiled and nodded.

This elixir was the only one of the best-attribute foundation building elixirs among the foundation building elixir refined by the Mo clan back then, which could not only make an ordinary person instantly become a fifth-order cultivator of Xuanji, but also had the effect of refining the primordial god.

Mo Xueyao happily put the foundation building elixir in her mouth.

The elixir melted in his mouth, turning into pure energy and flowing into Mo Xueyao's limbs, and suddenly Mo Xueyao's little face turned red, and his whole body became hot.

"Grandpa, Xue Yao is so hot. Mo Xueyao's face was painful.

Mo Xiaoyao was not worried about Mo Xueyao's accident, he carried Mo Xueyao to the inner room and gently put him on the bed, guided Mo Xueyao to sit cross-legged, and then said softly: "Xueyao, don't be afraid, close your eyes." ”

Although Mo Xueyao was unstoppable in the heat, she still closed her eyes obediently.

Mo Xiaoyao swiped several fingers on his chest with both hands, and flicked his fingers on several big points on Mo Xueyao's body. I saw that one after another pure spiritual qi flowed out from Mo Xiaoyao's fingertips and submerged into Mo Xueyao's body.

Mo Xueyao suddenly felt that the heat around her body had greatly decreased, and she felt that the spiritual qi flowing into her body was slowly moving in her meridians like a spirit, guiding the energy of the foundation building spirit pill to open through the meridian barriers everywhere. Gradually, Mo Xueyao entered the depths of concentration.

Mo Xiaoyao was dumbfounded for a while, he thought that he would spend a lot of effort to help Mo Xueyao guide the operation of the spiritual airflow, but he didn't expect that Mo Xueyao had such a cultivation talent at such a young age.

Seeing that Mo Xueyao was breathing for a long time, her face was solemn, and she was in the midst of selfless cultivation, Mo Xiaoyao smiled and nodded, walked out of the bedroom with her hands behind her back, and came to the courtyard.

At this time, Da Zhuang had already repaired the destroyed fence, and Zhang Luo, who was talking and laughing with Mo Beishan, saw Mo Xiaoyao coming closer, Mo Beishan stopped what he was doing and asked.

"Head of the family, where is Xue Yao?"

Mo Xiaoyao said with a smile: "Xue Yao is cultivating, and it won't take long for her to condense into an inner pill and become a cultivator." ”

"Become a cultivator!" Mo Beishan asked in surprise, "Family Master, do you have the Foundation Building Spirit Pill?"

Mo Xiaoyao nodded lightly and said, "Yes, this foundation building elixir is the only supreme elixir. ”

Mo Beishan asked with some concern: "Xue Yao is still young, so there won't be any danger, right?"

Da Zhuang put the firewood in his hand into the bonfire and said with a smile: "Hehe, Uncle Beishan, Master is Xuanzun, what danger can Xue Yao have." ”

When Mo Beishan heard Da Zhuang's words, he suddenly realized: "Hehe, the old man has forgotten that the head of the family is a strong cultivator. ”

The three of them cooked the meal together, and after a brief meal. Da Zhuang went to the woods, cut down trees, and prepared to build another house next to the thatched hut in Mobei Mountain as a place for himself and Mo Xiaoyao.

And, Mo Beishan and Mo Xiaoyao came to the old site of the Xianju Holy Land together.

Looking at the dilapidated site of the Immortal Residence Holy Land in front of him, Mo Xiaoyao sighed lightly and said: "Before the beast god Xiang Yu did not ascend, all the beasts worshipped here, what a scenery, but I didn't expect that time had passed, and it was so dilapidated. ”

"Yes, master. Mo Beishan also sighed: "Warcraft is Warcraft after all, and it is incompatible with human beings." ”

"It's a pity that Xiang Yu's life's efforts have been in vain, and it has not changed the dispute between the Warcraft Realm and the Human Cultivation Realm in the slightest. ”

Hearing Mo Xiaoyao's sighs, Mo Beishan's eyes showed a painful look.

Mo Beishan knew very well that the dispute between the Warcraft Realm and the Cultivation Realm had always been controlled by the Ghost Venerable, and he was also one of the accomplices!

This terrifying exotic demonic beast did not have the slightest mercy for the demonic beasts of the Purple Spirit Continent.

During the Beast God Period, Xiang Yu's powerful cultivation made the Ghost Venerable somewhat restrained, and the Demonic Beast Realm and the Human Cultivation Realm of the Purple Spirit Continent could be said to have existed for a honeymoon period, coexisting with each other without disputes. But Xiang Yu, who was so rebellious against the sky, also fell.

This time, Mo Beishan's mission in the Immortal Residence Holy Land is to use the identity of Anjieya's Beast God Inheritance to once again provoke the dispute between the Warcraft Realm and the Cultivation Realm!

Mo Beishan struggled all the time in his heart, and in the face of Mo Xiaoyao who was close in front of him, he wanted to tell him the secret in his heart. Perhaps with the help of Mo Yaoyao's hand, he could avoid the fate of the destruction of the Purple Spirit Continent.

But, is it possible?

The two exotic demonic beasts that are only secretly monitoring Mo Beishan are probably not something that Mo Xiaoyao can compete with!

Perhaps, Mo Xiaoyao is not the best candidate.

Mo Beishan took a deep breath and dispelled the idea of telling Mo Xiaoyao's secret.

Seeing Mo Beishan's expression, Mo Xiaoyao asked with concern: "Beishan, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Mo Beishan shook his head and said softly: "Family master, the old man is just a little sighing. ”

Mo Xiaoyao pondered for a moment and asked, "By the way, Beishan, do you know the whereabouts of the Alchemy Divine Record." ”

Mo Beishan was dumbfounded for a while. He naturally knew about the "Alchemy Divine Record", but he had already given it to Ye Cen Yu according to the instructions of the Ghost Venerable. When Mo Xiaoyao left that year, he handed over the "Alchemy Divine Record" to Mo Yuntian, which is now Mo Beishan.

However, in the matter of Mo Yuntian's true identity, except for the Ghost Venerable, no one in this world knows such a secret. Why did Mo Xiaoyao ask this, could it be that Ye Cen Yu or Yan Feixiong told Mo Xiaoyao?

Mo Beishan said cautiously: "Family master, the alchemy god record is a heavy treasure of the Mo clan, and the old man is just an ordinary person, and he doesn't know his whereabouts. ”

Mo Xiaoyao said lightly: "I just asked casually, I have been in seclusion for I don't know how many years, I hope that the alchemy Shenlu will not fall into the hands of bad people." ”

Mo Beishan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Don't worry, the head of the family, the alchemy divine record is so important, I'm afraid that the Mo clan would rather die than hand it over to others." ”

"I hope so. Mo Xiaoyao glanced at the ruins in front of him, shook his head helplessly, and turned to leave