Unintentionally, just put away the portrait. But in an instant, another picture came into view.

On the back of the drawing, a tricolor tree is drawn. The roots buried in the ground, green as green, with slight ripples, grow and expand beyond the painting, as if endless. About one-third of the trunk is also green and transparent. The third of the center of the trunk is as black as thick ink, and when you look at it, it is like being in the abyss. The top third of the trunk and its connected branches and leaves are as red as fire, enchanting the heavens and the earth.

Dugu Hexuan couldn't help but touch his forehead, and said to himself in his heart: How can this be?

My instinct told me that I had to take the painting with me. So, he calmed himself down, quietly rolled up the portrait, and put it in the bag. Then, like no one else, walk to the space to the right. His eyes swept over the fantastic and fantasy portraits, and he was naturally remembered to the roots of the spiritual aperture.

At this moment, there is a feeling that the portrait here is the missing part of the thirty-six Xuanmen. He walked from right to left, making sure that this feeling was correct, but also that the images were still the tip of the iceberg. It simply can't be connected in series.

After reading it, he walked out of the so-called temple first.

After a short time, King Wantu and others came out one after another. The dignified faces that are about to suffocate reflect the incomparably empty and deep eyes. Of course, the King of Ten Thousand Slaughters had no eyes and was the only one who seemed calm.

For a time, sixty-one people were in front of the black gate, I don't know why, I don't know why. The black door behind him slowly closed again.

In this way, the crowd waited quietly until it was dark.

King Wantu was the first to speak, muttering to himself: Didn't you say that everyone was wrong!

After speaking, he walked slowly to the outside of the valley. At that moment, the mighty King of Ten Thousand Slaughters was like an approachable and lonely old man. In the sudden change, he suddenly woke up to everything in the past.

The old man sighed and said, "It's all over!"

The crowd walked slowly out of the valley, as if the mourners had returned.

After the old man briefly instructed the elders of the Demon Alliance, he left with Dugu Hexuan.

Before leaving, Dugu Hexuan came to Tian Xiaoyi and said with a smile: This ...... Your grandfather should have used the stone in my house. Let him find a time and return me. I'm probably going to need it too.

Tian Xiaoyi pursed his lips and said: Don't wronged people. What your stone, my grandfather used it. Hum!

Dugu Hexuan smiled, and walked out of the quicksand sea as the disheartened old man left the main altar of the Demon Sect.

The old man said: Are you sure they will be waiting for us there?

Dugu Hexuan replied: Don't worry, you can't be wrong. However, I wish the family that I know who it is, and I don't know who the eldest grandson's family is.

Anyway, if it's fake, it's impossible to fool you and me. Anyway, none of our four major families can be absent. The old man said: It takes about a day to get there from the sea of quicksand. Now we have to hurry.

No, you don't. Dugu Hexuan said with certainty: The shortcut to get there is in these black sand at the entrance of the quicksand sea.

As he spoke, he re-faced the black sand and chanted a mysterious incantation in his mouth. After a while, a passage appeared in the rolling black sand.

Hurry up! Dugu Hexuan flashed and rushed into the passage. The old man's deeds will only be higher than him, and it is impossible to be lower than him. Flashed lightly and appeared in front of Dugu Hexuan.

Ask: What kind of spell are you?

Reply: I don't know. Maybe it's the "Spell of Heaven". I got it by accident from a pig's head statue.

The two of them said a word, and they had already appeared on the other side of the passage. The degree of surprise of a character like a disheartened old man is difficult to describe.

Dugu Hexuan laughed and said, "It's wonderful." Everyone is taking a bite and a mouthful. I don't know, it's all homologous polymorphism.

In front of the two of them was a valley full of gloomy atmosphere. The valley is filled with thick fog, and it is difficult to see the true face. Everywhere the eye goes, the white bones are clearly visible.

The two of them didn't have any extra nonsense and walked straight into the valley. The white bones under their feet were crushed by the trampling, and bursts of bone powder fluttered, but the two ignored it. The darkness of the night is a good way to hide the ghostly meaning here.

About halfway through the valley, there was a little light in the darkness, and there were nine unusually bright golden lights on top of it. Of course, it was a human head, meditating.

Dugu Hexuan scolded: Bald donkey, why is your head so big!

The old man with a broken heart laughed rarely, and said: Old Seven, I really didn't expect this trick of yours. Jiangsu Literature Network

The monk got up slowly, clasped his hands together, and said loudly: Amitabha, the old monk's Dharma name is "Wujun". I don't know where the two donors are going!

When Dugu Hexuan scolded, his figure flashed, and he slapped his bald head a few times, and the monk who claimed to be an old monk without Jun did not dodge, but really took a few hits. Dugu Hexuan glared and said: Pretending to be a ghost, tsk, I don't know how to go to the Yuan Shi Sword Sect to meet your fat girl.

Wujun was speechless and shouted: Hey, you stinky boy, don't talk about it, okay? You are simply blaspheming the Buddha!

The disheartened old man stopped the two with a smile and said, "Seeing you two reminds me of the past again." Then...... Alas...... It's all in the past.

Monk Wujun laughed and said, "Let me ask you two something, who is left in the eldest grandson's family? Hell yes!

Because you're stupid! Dugu Hexuan laughed and said: Stinky old seven, old rules, gamble, who will be waiting for us in front?

Get out! Bet with you, I haven't won! Wujun monk Zhengse said: You two say it's strange, it's not strange. It's obviously a dead man's bones here, why is it said to be a "dragon mound"?

Dugu Hexuan snorted and laughed, and said: With your IQ, it is difficult to explain clearly! However, there is still time, so I will give you an example!

Dugu Hexuan said solemnly: For example, the place we are going to now may just be a place where our ancestors told us that they had there.

Before the words fell, two strong boos were heard.

Wujun said: It's not so vulgar, is it? What about next? Are we really looking for?

No! Things are definitely not that simple! Dugu Hexuan said: The result of the matter is probably the ancestor's words, but he didn't finish it.

Monk Wujun touched his bald head, and the gods chattered, "What will be the unfinished story?"

Don't interrupt when others are talking. Dugu Hexuan said eloquently: The ancestors just told the descendants that they had there. But they forgot or were embarrassed to say, "They worked hard, but in the end they just let out a fart."

Wujun groaned: However, judging from the development of things, there seems to be some truth.

Dugu Hexuan said: Isn't life like this? Who dares to say that he has not worked hard, and who is not just a dream in the end! What immortality and immortality, isn't it all nonsense!

Threesome, you say a word, he says a word, and the argument is inseparable.

At dawn, the three people who were walking suddenly made a "huh" sound at the same time. In the next moment, the three of them shot at the same time, blocking the space of one side. Under the hazy sky, a half-gray and half-yellow monkey obediently squatted in the center of the space, not daring to move.

Dugu Hexuan lost his voice and said: Isn't this Uncle Monkey's "little suffering"?

The disheartened old man was also very surprised, and said: It turns out that it is six monkeys.

Monkey thief, you dare to steal from me.

Dugu Hexuan is shaped like a phantom, moving like lightning, only a breath of time, flashing a distance of a hundred zhang, and the voice still stays in the position of speaking. I saw that his body was as light as a swallow, swirling like the wind, and his giant palm covered the sky, grabbing a pile of white bones. In an instant, the white bones exploded, and the white bone powder spread out with a pop, but it was not chaotic, and it rolled upside down against the wind, wanting to go to the blue sky.

Dugu Hexuan didn't dare to slack off, his palm turned into a fist, his fist was like a hammer, and with the power of heavenly thunder, he smashed into the white bone powder. I only heard a monkey-like voice laugh a few times, and said: Stop, stop, can't be provoked, can't be provoked.

Before he could finish speaking, a monkey seemed to step on a two-colored lightning bolt and jumped into the void. In the middle of nowhere, where the monkey was, stood a middle-aged man in ragged clothes, shaped like a monkey and covered with monkey hair. If you don't know him, you can think of him as a big monkey.

Dugu Hexuan squinted at him and didn't say a word. Wujun and Defeated walked forward slowly, and the three of them looked at each other and laughed.

Disillusionment: In a flash, it will be thirteen years. In the past, the little naughty people in Longyuan Valley have become the heroes of Hongmeng. But we are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, monks are not monks, and we are old!

Wujun didn't feel so much emotion, and said loudly: "Six monkeys, where have you been hiding in the past few years? Have you heard about the thousands of old ghosts in your family?"

The middle-aged man who looks like a monkey, named Changsun Baiyuan, because he claims that his pet "Xiao's" is a "six-eared monkey", and he is the sixth in the order of the eldest grandson, so he is called "Six Monkeys" by his peers, and those who associate with him in the younger generations are called "Uncle Monkey".

The eldest grandson Baiyuan was born in the lineage of the eldest grandson of Longyuan Valley, but his mother was an ordinary maid. With an identity like him, even if he is a descendant, it is difficult to enjoy the treatment that a descendant deserves. In addition, he himself was born with a monkey-like appearance, which was not liked by his father. Fortunately, he has a naturally optimistic heart and never participates in family fights, but has gained a lot of benefits. Wandering around all day, he enjoys catching monkeys.

It can be said that in the clear bloodline relationship of Longyuan Valley, he belongs to a group of people who are both noble and lowly. His identity is far from being comparable to Zhu Baijun, Fu Baitong and others, nor can he be compared with the identity of Dugu Hexuan. From that point of view, he should never be here.

Therefore, the appearance of the eldest grandson Baiyuan made the three of them puzzled.

Dugu Hexuan shook his head and said: It turns out that Uncle Monkey on weekdays pretends to be crazy and stupid, and plays the world. In fact, he is an extremely intelligent genius. He's damn, you first appeared in Taixuan Mountain, and then mixed in my army in the Barbarian Realm, and I didn't even notice it. Uncle Monkey, you are so powerful, my nephew admires you.