Xu Mu was listening to the white god tell some ancient legends with relish, when he was suddenly interrupted by the voice of the old ghost.

I couldn't help but feel a shock in my heart, and with my right hand, I put the Sheshen Sword and the Guiru Divine Book into the storage bag without a trace.

Turning his head and looking at the old ghost in a daze, "Senior, it's me! You're here?"

"It's coming! Why are you here?" The old ghost agreed, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes glowing, and he searched back and forth in the purple magma river.

"I evaded the pursuit and arrived here before I knew it." Xu Mu laughed and arched to the ground towards the old ghost.

"Who is this......?" The old ghost nodded, not worrying about it, and after looking at the white god for a while, his face was full of shock!

"It's useless for you to ask him! I don't know who I am...... You know what?" The white god looked at the old ghost with great interest, and his eyes did not let him go at all.

"Please forgive the old man's clumsiness, I can't see it......" The old ghost smiled.

After thinking for a while, he pinched his fingers for a moment, looked up and asked Xu Mudao, "Xu boy, what strange appearance have you seen in the river?"

"See!" Xu Mu stood up, took the old ghost's arm and walked to the bank of the rolling heat wave, and pointed to the purple surging magma, "This magma river is not an ordinary river!"

This kind of vision in front of him is obviously not the answer that the old ghost wants.

"What magma river? This is a vein of spirit stones!" The old ghost pulls out a long clip from the storage bag and reaches into the lava river.

The clip glowed crimson, and the old ghost held it in his hand as if he didn't feel the heat transmitted from the magma.

The long red clip is intact.

The palm of the old ghost's hand was not burned off like Xu Mu's before.

"He's prepared!" Xu Mu casually glanced at the white god and sighed lightly in his heart.

The old ghost stared at Xu Mu suspiciously, and coughed violently.

"Good boy, just now you caused the old man to be beaten to death, how are you going to compensate me?"

"I'll worship you as a teacher!" Xu Mu scratched his temples and smiled awkwardly.

Seeing that the old ghost was still stunned, he explained again:

"I, Master Chen, often say that I have the posture of a sword immortal, and I have entrusted me with the important task of inheriting the sword of Qianyuanguan. Inherit your old exercises, I shouldn't be a problem!"

"Well, forget about the apprenticeship, the old man still wants to live a few more years! Do you know who I am?" When the old ghost heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and the killing intent in his eyes disappeared after a little appearance.

Immediately, he laughed and patted Xu Mu's shoulder, showing that he was not afraid of Xu Mu's random speculation.

A vague divine thought probed back and forth on Xu Mu's body, and quietly invaded.

Xu Mu felt the vibration of the rusty sword in the dantian, and the divine thought that invaded the surface of his body instantly shattered into intangible, and he smiled slightly.

opened his mouth to send a flattering word, and said again and again:

"The seniors are so generous, and the disciples are very respectful! I've always had a guess that you must be a hidden power! Yes and no?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the old ghost's eyes shining, as if he had seen a bunch of blue-step spirit stones, and he was reluctant to give up!

The old ghost was startled by Xu Mu's greedy eyes, shivered all over his body, and got goosebumps. z.br>

After a few perfunctory words, he followed the purple magma river and searched downstream.

"Damn, it shouldn't! By extension, it should have appeared at this moment......

The old ghost's footsteps tapped lightly on the ground, like a swift flying in the air, and disappeared in an instant.

"Whew!" Xu Mu stroked his chest, and a mouthful of turbid breath grew, and he secretly thanked the Rusty Sword for helping him in his heart.

Fang Cai, if it weren't for the rusty sword in his dantian that vibrated and shattered the wisp of probing divine will.

I'm afraid that by this time, the old ghost has already pulled all his secrets clean!

"White God, what do you think the old ghost is looking for?" Xu Mu remembered something and ran along the rocks that were getting farther and farther away

Pulp river in the distance.

"What else could it be? I'm afraid that nine times out of ten, it has something to do with the Guiru Divine Book......" Bai Shen felt the surrounding environment for a while, and confirmed that no one was peeping, so he dared to talk eloquently.

Great minds think alike!

Xu Mu stretched out his waist and jumped to the side of the 10,000-year-old pine next to the stone wall in a few steps.

Pull out the sword at your waist and slash it down a branch that stretches outward!

The sound of gold and iron came out, but the branches of the old pine were not damaged at all!

Even the black and mottled bark did not leave the slightest trace!

"It is said that the imperial historian of Luojing City has great mouth skills and can scrape the ground! I don't think your virtue is too bad!" Bai Shen smiled and teased at Xu Mu.

"I just took a fancy to these branches, and I thought about adding some wooden skewers for barbecue to our Ziyao iron rack!" Xu Mu is not ashamed of his words, and he is a serious person.

"Let's go! Watch out for that old ghost coming back!" Bai Shen remembered the delicious Tianji he had eaten, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

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Half an hour later, Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief and sat cross-legged in an ancient cave.

His hands were staggered, and he cast a four-elephant formation on the outside of the hole.

An ordinary illusion of a mountain vine grows along the entrance of the cave.

In less than two breaths, the entire cave was completely covered.

If it weren't for the monk who was far beyond Xu Mu's realm of divine thought, he would definitely not be able to find him if he intended to explore this place!

Xu Mu smiled slightly, very satisfied with his disguise array, took the white god out of the spirit beast bag, and probed inward by himself.

The cave is about three feet deep, and against the wall, is a white skeleton sitting on its knees.

Next to the skeleton was a long strip of ash.

Look at the shape of the ashes, when it is not turned into ashes, it should be a divine sword!

It was only after a long period of time that the spiritual materials in the Excalibur were eroded by the years, and they were reclassified as mortal land.

"White God, look at this white bone skeleton, how long has it been dead?" Xu Mu approached and observed the things around him.

"It's hard to judge by looking at the skeleton's condition. However, judging from the damage to the spiritual materials in the Divine Sword, it will be at least three hundred Jiazi years!" The white god said a chiseled way.

Three hundred Jiazi years is 18,000 years!

has been dead for nearly 20,000 years, and the bones are still there, I'm afraid this person's cultivation will not be too low!

"White God, you said that this senior, could it be the peerless power of the unjust seed you said?" Xu Mu glanced at the white bones and said thoughtfully.

"I'm not sure. However, one thing can be judged, this person's skeleton is still as crystal clear as jade after three hundred jiazi, and he must have cultivated the Righteous Path Technique!" The white god's eyes revealed regret.

No matter how powerful the power is, how can it be, in the end, it is not a pile of dry bones?

Xu Mu nodded, straightened his clothes with both hands, and bowed solemnly to the white bone skeleton.

"The seniors are above, and the disciples borrow the precious land to cultivate for a while, and hope to forgive their sins. Later, I will collect the corpses of my predecessors and bury them!"

Bang bang bang!

Three knocks, knock on the ground!

The white god frowned and said, "Death is dead, what are you kowtowing to the white bones?"

"This is the power of the righteous predecessors, and as a descendant, it is only natural for me to send him off for his burial. Senior, let's go!" Xu Mu arched his hand and stood up.

"Whatever you want, he doesn't know anyway......" Hakugami crooked his mouth, looking indifferent.

Unexpectedly, as soon as its words fell, within the long sword-shaped earth ash, a cyan aura the size of a grain of rice bounced out.

In the white god's stunned, the cyan aura flew above the sword fingers of the white bone power's right hand.

"Boy, you're going to be developed......!" The white god was so excited that he opened his mouth and muttered to himself.