The mountains are full of peaks, layers, lush trees, green bamboos, and shadowy clouds and mist like a light veil draped over the mountains.

In front of this thatched hut there was a thatched hut that stood between heaven and earth, and in front of this thatched hut there were two old men with dignified expressions, who sat on the stone bench and looked at the chess games carved on the stone table, and they were silent.

The old man on the left was wearing a white robe, windless and automatic, hunting, and his eyes were even more blazing and sharp.

The old man on the right was dressed in coarse linen clothes and was approachable, but if he looked closely, the old man's eyes were like spinning roulette, and he couldn't shoot directly, otherwise he would be trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

These two old men drank tea and played chess in these mountains, but there was a connotation of idle clouds and wild cranes.

The chess game on the stone table was not black and white chess pieces, but fire and water droplets the size of chess pieces, and the old man in white robe on the left raised his right hand, only to see a flame condensed on his index finger.

"Chirp!" burst out and landed steadily on the stone table.

At this time, the old man in the coarse linen clothes smiled, stretched out his index finger, pointed at a drop of water, and flicked it in the direction of the flame.

In an instant, this drop of water trembled slightly, and it flew out like a bullet, and its speed was as fast as a ghost, unimaginable.

"Sneer???" Suddenly wisps of white smoke floated up in the air and dissipated into the atmosphere.

"Huh?"

The old man in the white robe on the left snorted lightly, frowned slightly, and patted the stone table, and suddenly the temperature around him rose sharply, and the flames soared, spreading along the line of the chess game.

"Huh!"

At this time, the old man in the coarse linen robe smiled again, and with a twist of his right hand, he drew a few white traces in the atmosphere, and the white traces instantly melted into the water droplets in the chess game.

The next moment, the water droplets connected, forming a whole, pressing on the line that was so well diffused.

When the old man in the white robe saw this scene, he grinned, spread his hands evenly, and lifted up suddenly, and suddenly the fire that was pressed under the surface of the water burst out and shot straight into the sky, with an astonishing momentum.

The old man in the coarse linen robe also frowned slightly at this time, his hands spun in the air for a week, and he also raised upwards violently, only to see several water columns also rising to the ground, running through the raging flames, competing with each other, indistinguishable from each other.

"Roar ???" The deafening dragon roar erupted, resounding between the heavens and the earth, and the flames and water droplets that rushed into the sky instantly turned into two giant dragons, entangled with each other and fighting each other, but neither of them backed down, or dissipated, but fell into a confrontation.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ???"

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the sky, as if the sky was cracking, the sky was turned upside down, and the blue sky was instantly shrouded in a large black cloud, only to see countless thunderbolts like silver snakes in the river and the sea, scattered in all directions, strong and domineering.

The two old men who were playing chess looked up at this time, smiled slightly, and said, "Hehe, he's here!"

These thunderbolts surging in the dark clouds appeared a figure, which disappeared in a flash, and in an instant, it had come to the front of the two old men.

As far as the eye could see, it was a sturdy man, although this man was strong but decrepit, and his temples were already pale, but his eyes were resolute, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't care about this appearance at all.

Because of the arrival of this man, the two old men were not fighting, staring at him, and they couldn't help but look solemn.

"Is there still no trace?" asked the old man in the white robe, frowning his brows.

The man standing between the two exhaled a long breath, shook his head, and then looked into the distance, his eyes showing a look of disappointment, helplessness, and vicissitudes.

"It's not in the realm of the gods, and it's no longer in the land of the Buddha's gate, is it under the control of the two demon clans?" At this time, the old man in coarse linen clothes spoke dumbly, and his expression was extremely solemn.

"Brother Lu, do you want the two of me to go out of the mountain and accompany you to the Demon Netherworld to look for it?"

The sturdy man nodded heavily, not saying a word, as if there were countless unspeakable secrets.

"In the past few years, the two of us have let you go to find it alone on the grounds of recuperating from your injuries, and it is also hard for you, and now our cultivation is almost restored, it's time to go out of the mountain to see the situation outside!"

The old man in the coarse linen robe sighed, and a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

"Good!" the sturdy man was shocked when he heard this, and smiled happily.

Immediately after that, the three of them soared through the clouds and galloped forward.

?????????????? After a few days of cultivation, Wang Yi's current cultivation is already at the peak of the Triple Heaven Realm of the Spirit Realm, and he is only one step away from becoming a powerhouse of the Unified Realm, but the difference between this step is thousands of miles apart, and the ravine in the middle is extremely large, in addition, Gao Chuan and Zhao Wei have also reached the Triple Heaven of the Spirit Realm, and Zhou Luo and Wang Yi are also at the peak of the realm.

"In the past few days of cultivation, everyone's cultivation has improved, so that I can help Brother Wang to gain a greater grasp of the inheritance, and now the time is almost up, we will set off tomorrow!

Zheng Ziwu looked at Wang Yi and the others, and said in a calm tone, he couldn't see a trace of nervousness, and his expression was extremely fixed, but Zhao Wei and the others were excited and nervous.

"Haha, Brother Wang, you said it would be good if I could get some treasure in this cemetery!" Zhao Wei said with a cold smile.

Wang Yi smiled, then his expression became solemn again, and he said slowly, "It's not impossible, but it's said to be a cemetery, and it must be very dangerous!"

"That makes sense!" Zhou Luo nodded, and couldn't help frowning.

"What are you afraid of, as long as we brothers are together, anything can be solved!" Gao Chuan smiled.

"Hehe!" Wang Yi smiled and glanced at Zheng Ziwu, he found that there was always a trace of gloom in Zheng Ziwu's eyes.

"Brother Wang, remember my agreement with you!" Zheng Ziwu also smiled.

"Well, of course I remember!" Wang Yi nodded, and for some reason, an inexplicable sense of crisis suddenly rose in his heart.

"Come, come, drink, drink! Tomorrow we will be away from this land of swallows! Don't get drunk tonight!" Gao Chuan picked up the flask and shouted with a smile on his face.

"Okay! Don't get drunk! Brother Wang, Brother Zheng, I must drink enough tonight! Haha???" Zhao Wei also picked up the wine jug and laughed loudly.

"Well, if you drink wine, you have to drink it!" Wang Yi also picked up a wine jug, touched it with everyone's wine jugs, and drank it in a big gulp.