"Soul Attraction Thing......" Yi Han's eyes flashed, he understood the meaning of Soul Attraction Thing, but he didn't move, waiting for Mo Lao to continue.

"Old man, I found out earlier that you have aroused your soul movement and given birth to soul power, but I can't imagine how lucky you are to be able to encounter the sacred relics of the Yue Clan and use them as your soul guides. ”

Yi Han was taken aback, he felt Mo Lao's probe in the main hall of Washing Heart Peak, but he didn't expect the other party to see him so thoroughly, but it seemed that the other party was not unpredictable, and Yi Han was not too nervous.

And after Mo Lao stopped talking for a few breaths, Yi Han suddenly showed a sudden look. From Mo Lao's words, he seemed to know the reason why the other party wanted to bring him here.

"Because of the lack of soul attraction things between heaven and earth, the Guigu Cave Heaven will be extinct, and this drunken old man brought me here, presumably because I have soul power, the inheritance of the Guigu Cave Heaven...... Only soul cultivation can be practiced!" Yi Han said in his heart, if this is the case, it will not be a big opportunity for him!

"As you think!" Seeing Yi Han's thoughtful expression, Mo Lao laughed and continued to walk forward.

"There is still something unknown to the juniors!" Seeing that Mo Lao walked forward again, Yi Han hurried a few steps up, chased after him, and said, "The seniors said that the Guigu Cave Heaven is a descendant, but why are there a few soul cultivators in the Ancient Ink Garden?"

"Hmph, they are just some people who have a little bit of divination fur, entered the mountain halfway, and were treated as guests to solve some trivial matters for Gu Mo Yuan. Mo Lao sneered, and said, "Old man, I don't know, they came to Gumo Yuan for the purpose of this ghost valley cave, but it is not my race, and their hearts are difficult to distinguish, with the old man I am, they don't want to get a glimpse of the things here." ”

"Senior...... But this Ghost Valley Cave Master?" Yi Han originally thought that Mo Lao was the sixth cave master of the Ancient Ink Garden, but through talking, he had doubts in his heart.

"No, no! The sky of Guigu Cave has been wandering for decades, old man, I like tranquility, the dove occupies the magpie's nest, and I have set up a residence here, and I have the right to be a janitor!" Mo Lao laughed when he heard this, raised his head and took a few sips of wine, and staggered forward. As soon as he took a few steps, he seemed to be interested, and held up the immortal gourd and said, "Sell wine and persuade the sun and the moon to drink, and the ghost valley sweeps the floor with a broom!"

"Gatekeeper, sweeper?" Yi Han was stunned, but even though he showed a look of disbelief, Mo Lao had unpredictable strength, and Li Xuance was also respectful to him, how could his identity be so low.

Unconsciously, Yi Han had followed Mo Lao to a house, but before Yi Han could react, a broom was thrown by Mo Lao.

"With you in the future, I can rest the old man, I have used this broom for decades, and today it will be passed on to you!"

"Senior, this ......" Yi Han was a little confused, he said that he was here for inheritance, but now, he has become the heir of a broomstick.

"Yo! I forgot about the old man, in this way, three miles behind him, is the Guigu Cave Heaven Scripture Pavilion, there are a total of 999 stone steps under the court, you only need to dust off the dust and sand on it, you can enter and refer to it at will!" Mo Lao knocked his head with the fairy gourd, and he didn't know if he had forgotten or not, he pointed behind Yi Han, sat on the threshold with his ass, drank by himself, and no longer paid attention to Yi Han.

When Yi Han heard this, the mood that had fallen to the trough began to improve, although he still needed to sweep the dust with a broom, but after all, he saw the benefits. At that moment, he couldn't wait, and after saying goodbye to Mo Lao, he ran in the direction of the Jing Pavilion with a broom.

"When I met him, I gave Gu Moyuan hope again, otherwise I really have to choose someone from those bullshit guest houses, old man......" Looking at Yi Han's distant back, Mo Lao's eyes flashed wisely, but then his face turned straight again, and he sighed, "That painting...... I didn't expect her to be alive, but now I found it, it's too late......"

Wash the heart peak, a secret room.

Li Xuance unfolded the scroll, carefully hung it on the wall, and then knelt down respectfully. If this scene is seen by ordinary people, they will inevitably be shocked.

"Xuan Ce to meet the master mother!" Li Xuan Ce bowed his head and bowed to the scroll, but there was no movement on the painting. Despite this, Li Xuance still knelt down and did not get up.

After a while, a halo of light slowly overflowed from the painting, and a clear shadow immediately appeared, which was the fairy in the painting.

"Do you recognize me?" the immortal in the painting looked at Li Xuance and asked. Since Yi Han entered the Ancient Ink Garden, she found that a gaze was always fixed on the scroll, and when she arrived at the Washing Heart Peak, the immortal in the painting recognized that this person was the owner of the garden, Li Xuance. Immediately thought that the other party called Yi Han here to ask for a picture scroll, maybe everything was because of her.

And what puzzles the fairy in the painting the most is how the other party found out when he was hidden in the painting. In order to find out the reason, the fairy in the painting relied on some support and let the other party bring it here.

"It is all up to you to recognize the existence of the master mother! This is the Jimo Order, the inheritance of the identity of the previous garden masters, and it was left by Lord Moxian when he left the Ancient Ink Garden. Li Xuance took out a pitch-black jade order and said with both hands, "In addition, this Jimo Order has a more important function, that is, to find the Daoist companion of Lord Moxian and hand over this order to her." ”

"The masters of the past generations have had admonitions passed down orally, if the master mother appears, the ink order will become extremely hot, but this phenomenon has not been revealed for several generations, and for a long time, we all think this is just a gimmick. But when I was in the Moon Cave, Jimo Ling suddenly had a vision, and I also found the trace of the master's mother!"

"As for letting Yi Han come here, Xuan Ce is to fulfill the last order of Lord Moxian and hand over this order to the master mother!"

"Jimo Ling ......" in the painting, the fairy detective grabbed it, and the Jimo Ling suddenly hanged, and then it came to her hand.

"Mo Xian, you are also looking for me......" In the painting, the fairy rubbed the hot jade order, and his eyes lost his mind for a while. The reason why she wanted to come to the Ancient Ink Garden was because of the Mo Immortal, because according to the clues that the mask she drew for Yi Han was seen through, she thought of some possibilities.

It's just that things are as they should be, but they are not as expected.

When she first entered the Ancient Ink Garden, the fairy in the painting did feel a familiar breath to her, but when Yi Han was led to the Heart Washing Peak by the waiter, she perceived the entire Ancient Ink Garden, but she never found the footprints of the ink immortal.

"How many generations are you the master of the Ancient Ink Garden?"

"Thirty-two generations. ”

"In this way, he has been gone for more than 2,000 years......" The fairy in the painting said slowly, his eyes were scattered, as if he was reminiscing, and his face was even more melancholy.

Just when the immortal in the painting was in a trance, she didn't notice that an imperceptible crack slowly appeared on the ink order in her hand, and a drop of ink flowed out of it, and in an instant, it burrowed into the void.

A far away boundary.

The sky here is always a starry night, and on the deep blue curtain, falling stars sometimes cross by, and the arc light is like a brocade line, deep and dazzling.

But under the starry sky, it is a rootless place, like a tumbling sea of clouds, thick and long. It seems that the sky and the sky are two extremes, this land is always as clear as day, but there is a trace of peculiarity, the wind here is colorful, occasionally blowing, like a layer of translucent tulle, hiding the mystery.

It is vast and misty, and there is still a circulation of avenues.

In the center of this rootless place, a tree grows thousands of miles, and a giant tree that can be hugged by hundreds of people is towering to the sky, and the green roots are hidden in the sea of clouds, and the leaves are like Luo Gai.

Under the tree, more than a dozen people sat cross-legged, all with their eyes closed, facing the giant tree.

Suddenly, the void in front of one of the men shook, and the drop of ink gathered from the Jimo Order suddenly appeared, and then disappeared into the man's eyebrows.

After a moment, the man opened his eyes, but his eyes were filled with a cloudy red. Gradually, as if sensing something, the man began to roar from his mouth, and his face showed struggle. After a while, the red color in the man's eyes began to decrease, but just as he was about to regain his clarity, countless cyan branches suddenly stretched out from the giant tree, enveloping the man.

Half an hour later, the branches dispersed, and the man's eyes turned red again, but the moment he closed his eyes, a line of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes......

Ghost Valley Cave Heaven.

A quadrangular loft stands on the mountainside, called the Prayer Pavilion, and under its gate, a steep stone staircase leads to the bottom of the mountain.

Yi Han held a broom in his hand and stood at the beginning of the stone steps, but his face was sad.

Yi Han had been here for nearly a day, but time had passed until now, and he hadn't even stepped up the first stone step.

The dust and sand on the stone steps were scattered, but when Yi Han swept the broom, the dust and sand did not move at all, even if Yi Han used his spiritual power, the sand grains that were invisible to the naked eye were like rocks, and they still did not move.

Confused, Yi Han stopped cleaning, skipped what Mo Lao said, and walked directly to the stone steps, but before he could stand on one foot, a huge force suddenly came out from the dust and sand, and he was lifted down heavily.

Yi Han tried several times, but there was still no way to crack it. Feeling that Mo Lao seemed to be teasing him, Yi Han, who was holding back his anger, went directly to the other party, but when he arrived at Mo Lao's house, he found that the other party seemed to be drunk and was sleeping soundly on the couch. When he was woken up by Yi Han, he replied with a bunch of vague words. In desperation, Yi Han once again returned to the stone steps of the Jing Pavilion.

"Little Brother Yi Han!" Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind Yi Han.

"Yuan Master?" Yi Han turned around when he heard this, but he didn't see anyone.

Just as Yi Han looked around, Li Xuance's voice came again: "Little brother Yi Han, the old man has come to return the scroll, for fear of disturbing Mo Lao and making it inconvenient to enter, please come out for a while." ”

Hearing Li Xuance's voice again, Yi Han suddenly revealed, no wonder there was no one in front of him, the other party just transmitted the sound into the cave.

"It's only been one day, and you sent the scroll back......" Yi Han didn't delay, threw the broom in place, and galloped towards the entrance of the cave, "I hope Sister Hua is okay." ”