"Come on, come, I'll wait for them here. Xuantian opened his mouth and grinded his teeth fiercely.

Now it's too late to escape, sooner or later you will catch up.

The realm of the two Lingshan elders is very high, they are the elders of the Great Sect, and they are more than 20 meters in one step. It is not at all comparable to a monk in the condensation period.

What's more, with Xuantian's current mood, he didn't want to run away at all.

The old woman is an outsider, and she lives a carefree life here. was unexpectedly involved in this chase and died unjustly.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocent people can be punished or destroyed. Xuantian gritted his teeth, and he couldn't help it. If it hadn't been for his presence, perhaps the old woman would not have died.

"You're pretty moral, kid. However, in the eyes of powerful monks, low-ranking monks are like ants. The white turtle said.

When Xuantian heard this, he couldn't help but be poured a wave of cold water in his heart and began to calm down.

yes, it's a cruel world. The strong are respected.

As a monk, if you don't stand at the point of knowing, then in front of stronger beings, you will be ants after all.

Some people have already understood before their debut that this is a road of no return, a road condensed with blood, and it is impossible to predict where it is the end of life.

The fate of the monk is full of uncertainties, and even he cannot control it.

"Now, in the eyes of the two of them, I might just be an ant. However, they will regret it. If Lingshan is a little more excessive, this place of inheritance will not be better. Xuantian was angry, clenched his fists, and felt uncomfortable being treated as an ant.

He is a young powerhouse, and he is at the top of the young people. But out of the scope of the road to the sky, it seems small. The boundaries of monks do not discriminate between ages, and there are many powerful monks.

"You kid, think about it now! they're at the mouth of the broken temple. The white turtle glanced at it and didn't care about Xuantian's words.

In its opinion, it was still a problem that Xuantian would be able to win now. It's not promising.

"Just let them in. Xuantian said coldly, paying attention to the entrance of the ancestral hall, because there was a sound of footsteps coming from there.

Needless to say, know who it is. It was the two old men in Lingshan.

"What a little brute, you're hiding here. So that we can find the good fortune. An old man spoke, a sneer on his face.

"What? why don't you run away now?" said the other old man, his face full of amusement.

As he spoke, the old man looked around the ancestral hall, and he didn't pay much attention to the clay statue.

"Two shameless old things. Destroying the rules of the road to the sky, the tail is about to go against the sky. Xuantian counted unceremoniously, his expression indignant.

You must know that the rules of the road to heaven are the supreme covenant that has been passed down for thousands of years, and it belongs to the world of young people. Outsiders must not interfere, otherwise the great sects of all parties will attack it.

This constraint has been around for far too long and has been observed by all parties for thousands of years. There was also a breach of contract by the Great Sect, but it was also a secret move. Like Lingshan, it is really the first time to do it in broad daylight.

"Stinky boy, if you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too uninteresting. If you are a smart person, you may be able to live longer. The old man of Lingshan sneered, his face was full of fierceness and murderous aura, and he did not hide it.

"Aren't you afraid that the great sects from all sides will attack it and destroy Lingshan?" asked Xuantian.

"Haha, laughing to death. You really think that this is very binding! For those idle forces, there may be some threat. But for us great sects, such constraints are like paper. There is no impact. The old man laughed, as if he had heard a big joke, and the wrinkles on his face were like flowers blooming, which was ugly.

The other old man also laughed and said, "Those young beasts with backgrounds, we may not dare to do it. But you're different, a little guy without any power is afraid that he will die in the barren mountains and wilderness, and no one will pay attention. ”

This was a blatant contempt that made Xuantian angry in his heart.

In terms of backstage, he naturally has it. The hidden family, the Xuan family, is his backing.

It's just that the Xuan family lives in seclusion in the mountains and forests all the year round, and there are very few young people who come out. Therefore, it is not unknown to the outside world. It may even be forgotten by the world.

"The path to heaven is sacred and glorious, but it has been destroyed by you people. How can we disobey the great situation of the ages?" Xuantian scolded, his teeth clenched, and he was furious.

"Little brute. Don't be crushing us with the path of treading the sky. What the eternal situation, in the eyes of us, is nothing. The old man of Lingshan spoke, not caring at all, it was one thing to be inappropriate at all.

Xuantian is angry, the road to the sky is a rule set by the ancestors, and future generations must abide by it. Now, the sect elders of Lingshan are treated like this, how can they not make people angry.

"So, little brute, do you have anything to say before you die?" asked the old man Lingshan, as if asking a dead man, with a hideous smile on his face.

"Absolutely. You two old things kill innocents indiscriminately, treat life as reckless, and behave too badly. Xuantian scolded, and his heart was even more angry.

The old woman at the foot of the mountain was nothing more than a very ordinary friar. was killed by two people for no reason.

What is even more infuriating is that the old woman died in the painful torture of extracting her memories. Spreading the word is enough to make people and gods angry.

"It's just an old woman, kill it, kill it. No big deal. The old man of Lingshan spoke, whenever something happened, as if he had killed a beast.

However, at this moment, an inexplicable voice sounded.

"Two of you, since you're monks. We should set our goals in the long term and work hard to a higher realm. Instead of harming the common people and doing evil. ”

"Who is it?" the two old men in Lingshan were startled, and their eyes searched around, thinking of finding the source.

The voice was ethereal, as if it were accompanied by a breeze, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

The place was empty, except for the three people present, plus a white turtle, and there was also a clay statue. There is no one else.

The two old men looked left and right, but did not find the root cause, and finally gave a strange look at the clay statue.

Xuantian was also very surprised, he also did not find the source of the sound. At this time, he looked at the white turtle, but unexpectedly found that this guy was staring closely at the clay statue.

"What's wrong with you guy?" asked Xuantian.

"Strange, it's the clay statue talking. The white turtle was stunned, and its two small eyes were wide, as if it was frightened.

And so it was. Xuantian muttered, there was no one around here, and the only people who spoke from the outside were this clay statue.

However, he was stunned and shocked. How can a clay statue speak? I am afraid that it will shock the world.

"The road to heaven has been passed down for thousands of years. There are rules in it, and everyone in this world should abide by them and not disobey them. ”

The ethereal voice reappeared, like a dream phantom.

"Who the hell are you, why don't you show up?" Lingshan's old man's eyes rolled, looking for the root cause again.

"I was right before you, and when I came in, I saw it. ”

When the people here heard this, they were extremely shocked and looked at the clay platform. It's the clay statue above that speaks.

At this moment, the doubts in Xuantian's heart have also disappeared. Even if the clay statue itself admits it, then it can't be wrong.

An old man in Lingshan was shocked at first, then showed a disdainful smile, and said, "It's just a clay statue, what can you do." Today, I'm going to kill this stinky boy, and no one can stop it. ”

The old man showed a hideous look, and immediately stood sideways with his sword in his hand, slashing towards Xuantian.

That's when the unexpected happened. The clay statue moved, and it stretched out an arm and imprinted it towards the old man of Lingshan.

In this process, the clay statue's arm moved very slowly, and the trajectory of its movements could be seen clearly, but it was tightly imprinted on the body of the old man in Lingshan, and he slapped it into pieces.

"Master, although the action seems slow, it makes people have no way to hide. The white turtle screamed, and immediately moved away from the mud statue.

"What kind of monster, dare to hurt the people of my mountains. The other old man was furious, but he was also sober. Knowing that he was invincible, he immediately turned around and fled, and his heart had become frightened.

"Poof!"

The blood flies high and turns into a blood mist. This old man of Lingshan did not escape the fate of death. The clay was like a void palm, smashing it into pieces, and even the bones were not left.

"This ......" Xuantian was shocked, away from the mud statue, afraid of accidents.

The white turtle was equally vigilant, looking at the clay statue as if it were facing a great enemy, and its two small eyes seemed to be glued together, and it couldn't take its eyes off it.

From beginning to end, the clay statue was so ordinary that it didn't emit a trace of light. However, during the action, the dust and cobwebs covering it fell off, revealing the essence of its native yellow soil.

"You're supposed to be just a doppelganger. Your essence is still alive in the world. The white turtle muttered.

"So to speak. The clay statue turned its head and looked at the white tortoise, staring at it for a long time.

The white turtle was very uncomfortable, and there was a feeling of being stared at by a needle. But fortunately, in the end, the clay statue's eyes flashed, and that feeling was no longer there.

Over there, Xuantian had already woken up from the shock. He could keenly sense that the clay statue had no ill will towards him.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life, and the younger generations are grateful. "Xuantian saluted.

However, the mud is ordinary, and there is no movement.

"You don't have to worship, his consciousness is gone, and now it's just a statue. The white turtle spoke, and the large box that had been prepared was also put away.

This thing is used to hold clay statues, but the white turtle doesn't have the heart to do that now.

Yes, this thing actually has its original consciousness, and its essence is still alive in the world. Clay statues can be resurrected at any time.

The white turtle was glad that he did not impulsively take away the clay statue. Otherwise, the beam will be bigger. The statues of other people are placed here to be worshipped, but they themselves put them away like toys. The body of the clay statue was discovered, and it was strange not to clean up itself.

There is no doubt that this is definitely a master, and his strength is beyond comprehension.