Zu Shi was in the sky, and the meaning of Murong Cheng's words was also obvious, that is, it was impossible for it to put all its energy on Mo Wunian and Wu Mu to protect them from time to time......

Even if it can divide the gods to protect them while crossing the tribulation, when it fails, he will strangle them to ashes.

Moreover, Mo Wunian spoke to him like this, he didn't like it at all, this tone was very similar to the tone of some people who were very old but not very high in cultivation when he first set foot in cultivation, and he loved the tone of the old-fashioned Hengqiu when he pointed him out.

It's just that those individuals are still old, and some of them rely on the old to sell the old. And until now, with his identity, even if he brings these ancient people to life, he will almost tell him the right or wrong of one thing in a tactful tone. But what is Mo Wunian in front of him? He glanced at it and knew that his cultivation age was only three hundred years, but he dared to preach to him in a "old-fashioned" tone!

This is the most unacceptable for him to be said by a junior, and it really annoys him!

"It's been less than 300 years of practice, and you dare to judge me...... I'm afraid that the sect behind you wants to say that I should also weigh whether my catties and taels are counted by catties or two?" He sneered and said a few more words, staring at Mo Wunian with a pair of eyes, just waiting for him to say why.

Mo Wunian saw that he was a little obsessed, but he didn't plan to talk about it anymore, so he looked up at the ancestral stone in the sky.

He has taken a risky move now, if the ancestral stone crossing is successful, naturally everything he wants to know is easy to say, if it doesn't work, then he and Wu Mu will definitely never have a chance to get out of this Liangwu City.

Seeing that Mo Wunian ignored him, a gloom appeared on Murong Cheng's face, but he also focused his gaze on the ancestral stone that had crossed the tribulation in the sky.

The sword condensed by the Heavenly Tribulation and the ancestral stone clashed for the first time, and neither of them had the upper hand, so it was considered to be a fight. It's just that if the Heavenly Tribulation wants to wipe out the stone carving creature below it, it will never simply stop. So, soon the second sword was rapidly brewing.

The clouds and mist on the surface of the Chaos Cloud Mist Giant Sword began to gradually disperse, and the heavy clouds were like boiling water, not rolling in all directions, and finally the shape of the sword changed again, it began to have a metallic texture, and there was also a spiritual outcome, indicating the birth of life, and this sword had a little more emotion on it!

This is the emotion that comes from the will of the Heavenly Dao, it will not allow the stone dragon to truly transform into a spirit, the stone should be a stone as a duty, with spirituality, and then give birth to spiritual wisdom, and there is an absolute emphasis on cultivation as power...... This would be something that should not be allowed to exist in the world! Especially since this stone spirit has not really worshiped heaven once in the past years!

"Thou shalt turn into a mountain, and brew a mountain of heaven and earth treasure for the world! Otherwise, thou shalt be punished!" An indifferent voice came out from the sky, and the sword had been formed for the second time!

The sound was so loud that it could be heard hiding in any corner of Xuanzhen Kingdom.

Mo Wunian felt ridiculous when he heard this, and he even felt that someone should have manipulated it to say it. After all, even the will of the Heavenly Dao has long been a puppet of the Divine Sect, and every time an outlier comes out, it is only clearing away all potential enemies for them.

"This sword...... Can the ancestral stone be carried down?" Wu Mu looked at the situation in the sky and asked Mo Wunian.

A new sword in the sky has been brewed, and this is also a rather strange-looking sword, and although its sword body is huge to dozens of zhang long, the sword is as thin as a piece of paper, or even thinner than paper! But the sharp aura exuded from the sword body is much higher than the previous sword.

The sword hadn't really fallen yet, but the earth below it was separated by tens of thousands of feet of earth and was carved out by the aura that had missed from it.

"It's hard to say. Mo Wunian looked at the ancestral stone, and he was not very optimistic about it.

This time, the sword fell uneventfully, without any sound, and it fell very slowly, but with each breath, its speed would be a little faster, until after seven breaths, the speed of the sword was fast enough to break through the clouds around it, but it did not scatter them.

Invisibly, it was as if someone had grabbed the hilt of a sword, and it came to the earth below with a brutal and silent voice.

The golden flames on the ancestral stone did not subside, and its huge body quickly curled up, but then the light on its body became more and more dazzling, and the golden light also turned incandescent white, like a fast-moving planet crashing into the sword!

Boom!

The two collided together.

The eyes of the people below are full of the bright light of the sun, so that the naked eye can not see anything. Some people tried to see what was going on, but the spiritual consciousness had only just touched the light, and the whole person was directly affected by this power, and turned into a cloud of ashes on the spot. All the monks who watched here gasped, and they only dared to wait and see from afar for such a mysterious and powerful power.

And after the time of the half-pillar incense passed, everyone also saw the result of the confrontation between the ancestral stone and the Heavenly Dao this time.

"This ...... Sure enough, I want to become an immortal!

Among them, the most excited is Yang Daocheng, who has guarded the ancestral stone city for most of his life, and saw that the giant sword in the sky was broken into several pieces, and one of the swords fell and inserted into the ground, cutting off a canyon as deep as thousands of miles. If it weren't for Murong Cheng

Shoot and dissolve the other swords, I'm afraid that Xuan Zhenguo will be cut into ruins by this sword in an instant!

"It's terrible!

"This is the other side...... If it's really immortal...... I don't dare to think about it, I don't dare to think about it!"

"But...... If Lord Zushi can become an immortal, this will really be a good thing for me Xuan Zhen!"

......

When everyone saw this, they began to talk about it. Most people still look forward to the success of the ancestral stone's tribulation, after all, if the ancestral stone can really survive this tribulation, it will undoubtedly be a matter of celebration for the whole world for Xuanzhenguo.

It's just that there are some places, but they can't figure it out, that is, hundreds of years ago, the ancestral stone was destroyed by someone, and even Murong Chengdu personally told them that the ancestral stone would dissipate all the spiritual energy in the future, and then become a dead thing again.

In the hundreds of years since, the "Ancestral Stone City" has been closed and no one has ever set foot in it again.

To this day, the ancestral stone has made such a disturbance, and when everyone sees it traversing, they also think of its past!

It's just that if you think about this, there will be some greasy ingredients in it, but few monks here dare to think about it, because if you think about it, you will think of the Murong family...... Even Murong Cheng's body.

also listened to these gossips of everyone, Murong Cheng's face was calm, but his heart was already extremely uncomfortable, because the ...... present He is the only one who can't see that Zushi can succeed in the tribulation.

However, even if he is uncomfortable, he can't show the things in it, because he still has the identity of the lord of the Xuanzhen Country, and he has a different mind from the people of a country, if he doesn't show it, it's okay, if he shows it, I'm afraid that even if he can suppress this matter with his strong means later, the reputation of his Murong family will sound bad.

What's more, some of his things have not yet been completed, so doing such a tough thing will also affect what he wants to accomplish personally.

While he was thinking about things, Mo Wunian, who was opposite him, was also observing the expression on his face, he wanted to see what the current Xuanzhen Country Lord would say and do, if he said the same words as before, he would not hinder him from talking about a few more words.

"The Heavenly Tribulation has not yet dispersed, and it will be even more difficult for the Ancestral Stone to cross the Tribulation next!" Wu Mu's gaze stayed on the Ancestral Stone in the sky, although it smashed the sword condensed by the Heavenly Dao will into several pieces, but the situation on its own body was not optimistic.

I saw that a hole had been cut out in the position of its dragon head, although it was not so deep that the bones could be seen, but it had already caused its vitality to be greatly damaged.

Looking at the highest rise of the sky, in the deepest part of the layers of clouds and mist, a figure moved in a trance, as if it was walking from the depths of the sky to this side like tens of thousands of miles, this figure gradually became clear and huge, until the sky in front of him seemed to be unable to accommodate him, he stretched out a hand and slapped it downward!

I don't know how huge the giant in the depths of the clouds and mist is, but he stretched out a gray hand wrapped in chaotic clouds and mist, and it was already like a heavy sky covering the four fields, covering the sky and the sun, and the entire Semi-Xuan True Kingdom was under its shadow!

Mo Wunian took all of this into his eyes, and it was the first time he had seen such a catastrophe...... Looking at the ancestral stone where the breath in the sky had already been a little low, he said to Wu Mu: "It's difficult! This looks like it's almost impossible to survive the tribulation......

He said plainly, but in fact, he was the most uncalm in his heart. As far as he knew, if you really talk about the cultivation age of the ancestral stone, I am afraid that it has been more than 30,000 years since the beginning of consciousness.

But I can't say it later, all its painstaking cultivation, the cultivation that has accumulated little by little, will be wiped out in an instant! It should also be, the dragon horn that belongs to its stone spirit base will not be cut off by anyone, and the spirit gathering array that will help it become a spirit cultivation will not be destroyed by anyone, and it will not be very easy to cross the tribulation now, but it must be much better than now!

Thinking of this, he looked at Murong Cheng again and said: "You are a member of the Murong family, you should have received the good of the ancestral stone! Could it be that you really don't want to help it? The ancestral stone was cut off by someone that day, I can imagine that you are for the entire Xuanzhen Kingdom, so there is a reason not to make a move, but now?"

His tone was flat, and there was no tone of questioning, but in Murong Cheng's ears, this was it!

"What do you know! I don't need your descendants to lecture me like this! Maybe you should be the descendants of some of my Murong family's runaways hundreds of years ago, but even if you are that ancestor, how much do you know about the events of that year?" Murong Cheng was really angry, no longer made any cover-up, and scolded Mo Wunian and Wu Mu.

In fact, he watched from the side when Zushi was cut off by the people of that clan, but he was helpless. Of course, he also wanted to make a move in his own name, and he would make a big deal about it, but at that time, the Murong clan and even the Xuanzhen Kingdom were all in a time of turmoil.

After the disappearance of the previous lord two thousand years ago, there were clan elders who left the clan in order to find his traces, but in the end they also lost their traces, and there was no news, leaving only him who slaughtered me.

At that time, there were demon clans from the Vermilion Bird Country outside Xuanzhen who were attacking, but inside they were unstable...... But fortunately, he also has his means, and after a few hundred years, he successfully crossed the catastrophe and became a monk in the realm of the other side, but after another two hundred years, the people of that clan came to his Xuanzhen country.

At that time, he really wanted to die in the hands of that clan, and then fight for some opportunities for Zushi to come out.

But if he dies - there will really be no one to control the Xuanzhen Kingdom at that time!

So in the end, he could only watch coldly as the people of that clan cut off the horns of the ancestral stone, and then left calmly, and left a sentence for their Murong clan: "In the future, if the beasts in this stone are ready to be demons again, your Xuanzhen Kingdom will follow in the footsteps of the Nine Realms Mountain!"

Since that day, he and the Murong clan have completely abandoned the ancestral stone, and even for hundreds of years to come, the people of the Murong clan have not come to see it. And in order to better protect the Xuanzhen Kingdom, he began to look for a cultivation method that could make him cultivate to a higher level! Of course, he found this cultivation method later, but he also lived himself into two people, and he was neither human nor ghost!

He started talking about the hardships of this to anyone, and when he heard Mo Wunian say this, Wu Mu had the breath of his Murong clan, so he treated them as the descendants of the Murong clan who left the Murong clan back then.

"Lord, why don't we really help an ancestral stone?"

"I know you've got your troubles...... But we are all willing to die with you!"

"My lord, what else is there to think about...... Are we being bullied, and we have to continue to be aggrieved like this!"

"Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord, Then I'll call you Patriarch!"

......

Even Murong Cheng himself didn't find out, but at some point, someone from the Murong Xiu clan walked into the "Ancestral Stone City", probably because they heard Mo Wunian say what he said, and some people from the Murong clan were also moved, thinking of the past years, they called Murong Cheng one after another.

"You ...... Don't you know the reason for this?" Murong Cheng looked at the Murong clan who were looking at him angrily and helplessly.

These words also made the light in Mo Wunian's eyes when he looked at Murong Cheng change slightly......

For him, based on what he knew and seen, Murong Cheng should be a wolf-hearted person, but maybe he didn't see the real facts, then the corner of what he saw could only be a corner, and it couldn't represent the whole thing.

"Patriarch, I am willing to die with Lord Zushi!"

"Are you willing?, but Xuan Zhenguo is not my Murong family...... You ask the people outside if they're willing?"

Seeing that he hesitated, all the Murong clan people called out "Patriarch" one after another, and they shouted louder than the other! Murong Cheng was upset when he heard it!

Seeing this, Mo Wunian thought of why the clan stone didn't have any resentment towards this clan, probably because the people of this clan couldn't really make a move back then for some reasons...... But they always have a heart to protect the ancestral stone, just like they don't need the ancestral stone to gather them now, they are still willing to come out and die for the ancestral stone!

The happiest one among them is Yang Daocheng, who is not only crying with joy now, but is dancing and looking up to the sky and laughing: "The old decay has guarded the ancestral stone city for hundreds of years! I know that the Murong clan has not forgotten the ancestral stone master......!

He ran on the ground at will, his face wrinkled and unfolded, like a child who was elated when he got a string of sugar gourds!

Murong Cheng heard it in his ears, and his heart began to struggle. There are two thoughts in his heart, one is that he thinks he is the safest, regardless of the ancestral stone, he continues to follow his current method, sooner or later his Xuanzhen Kingdom will flourish again in his hands!

The other is that he is desperate, he and the entire Xuanzhen Ancestral Stone fight against the Heavenly Tribulation, whether it is success or failure!

"Let me ask you, are you from the Murong clan?" After thinking for a while, Murong Cheng did not speak to the people behind him, but instead looked at Mo Wunian and Wu Mu.

This same question was asked again, but it had a very different meaning for him, because he suddenly felt that Mo Wunian and Wu Muruo were from the Murong family, but to a certain extent, they made up for some things that their Murong family owed to the ancestral stone back then...... In this way, I made these movements today to remind him of something.

If he had asked this question before, Mo Wunian's answer would definitely still be no, but after glancing at Wu Mu and seeing the little expectation in his eyes, he said, "Sort of." ”。

When he heard this, all his emotions were swept away, and he had a hearty feeling instead.

The people of the Murong family saw the light in his eyes that had not flickered for a long time, and knew what decision he had made, and said to him: "Just wait for the patriarch to speak!" .

"Pass on my order! Liang Wucheng's monks above the fallen realm will join me to help Lord Zushi cross the catastrophe!" He immediately showed a stretched smile on his face, and the words he said spread throughout Liang Wucheng with the blessing of cultivation! At this moment, he no longer thought about any scruples, and he didn't want anything else...... He especially remembered that when he crossed the Dao Gui Tribulation, Zu Shi blocked three heavenly thunders for him!

Almost in the past few hundred years, the people of the Murong clan and even Liang Wucheng have every time they can't survive the calamity, but Zushi will still make a move for them!

"I'll wait to die and advance and retreat with Lord Zushi!"

I only heard another burst of voices one after another, and several bright streamers rose into the sky, although many of them were monks above the Feather Realm, but there were also many monks below the Feather Realm.

"In the past, the ancestral stone city was also called the city of the imprisoned dragon, but in fact, it was not the dragon who was imprisoned...... It's the human heart. Mo Wunian looked at the scene in front of him and said lightly.