The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and a fine light fell on Qiao Yuan's body, like two sharp swords straight into his mind, as if they wanted to see through the inside and outside of his body, and see through everything about him.

Qiao Yuan's heart trembled when he was looked at by this old man's gaze, he only felt that under this gaze, he seemed to be naked, his body was seen inside and out, and there was no secret to hide.

"Seniors, juniors...... He is a disciple of Duan Tiangu, the master of May Peak. ”

Qiao Yuan didn't dare to look directly at the old man's gaze, and bowed his head and said respectfully.

"May Peak Duan Tiangu?"

The old man muttered, with a look of memory in his eyes, obviously with his seniority, it was impossible to hear of Duan Tiangu, and then, with a look of disappointment in his eyes, he shook his head and said softly, only halfway through his words but stopped talking.

"Seventeen years old, you're not ......"

"Senpai, what am I not?"

Qiao Yuan showed a trace of doubt on his face, and hurriedly asked.

The old man didn't answer Qiao Yuan, but looked at the sky with memories and longing, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qiao Yuan didn't bother the old man, but looked thoughtful, remembered the old man's previous words, and said secretly in his heart.

"He said that he felt a very familiar aura in me, what is this breath? In that void before, Montei had said something similar, could it be the seal in my body, or is it the mysterious and mysterious power?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the aura that made them familiar should be a seal or a mysterious power, after all, there were only these two existences in his body, which were extremely mysterious, and even he himself did not know.

"Alas, I've been waiting for 10,000 years, and the old man can't wait any longer. ”

Just as Qiao Yuan was thinking, the old man suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed, and said slowly, his words revealed a thick exhaustion, like a dying old man who was dying but had regrets, which sounded embarrassing.

After the old man finished speaking, he moved his gaze to Qiao Yuan, this time his gaze was softer, with a kind and gentle smile, looking like an ordinary old man, he beckoned to Qiao Yuan, and said softly.

"Come here, come here, let the old man take a good look. ”

Qiao Yuan hesitated, but walked over slowly and squatted beside the rocking chair.

The kind and gentle smile on the old man's face still did not decrease by half, he put his hand on Qiao Yuan's head and gently stroked it twice, and in this process, Qiao Yuan did not object, and he also felt a warm current flowing down the top of his head into his body, making him extremely comfortable.

When this warm current swirled in Qiao Yuan's body, a strange light suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes, and then his right hand was immediately raised from the top of Qiao Yuan's head, and a single finger was pointed at Qiao Yuan's eyebrows.

Qiao Yuan's body trembled when he was pointed at this, and then a wisp of light the size of a fingernail flew out from the center of Qiao Yuan's eyebrows, and landed on the side and turned into a middle-aged man wearing ancient armor.

When the middle-aged man saw the old man lying on the rocking chair, his eyes immediately radiated excitement, and he bowed respectfully to the old man and said.

"Montei has seen Lord Luna. ”

The middle-aged man was the Mengtai obsession that had melted into Qiao Yuan's body in the void before, and Qiao Yuan immediately stayed on the spot when he saw this middle-aged man.

"Luna-sama, it's great that you're really alive. ”

The middle-aged man looked extremely excited, looked at the old man and continued.

"Alas, the old man is just a trace of divine consciousness, and because of too much time, the old man is about to dissipate. ”

The old man shook his head, sighed, and said slowly.

After he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's face immediately froze, and his eyes showed sadness and regret.

"Mengtai, he is not a god of war, why does he have the power of your god of war bloodline in his body? And you are still hidden in his body. ”

The old man showed doubts in his eyes, glanced at Qiao Yuan, and asked softly, he could see that this middle-aged man was not Montei himself, but a trace of Mengtai's obsession, but he still called this middle-aged man Mengtai.

The middle-aged man showed a trace of sadness in his eyes and said slowly.

"Lord Luna, the God of War clan has long since lost its former glory, and it has almost been wiped out in this nether realm, and there are not even a few descendants with the blood of the God of War. ”

"Because Mengtai was unwilling to cut off the God of War clan in his hands, so I was born, looking for a suitable inheritor for Montei, and let his bloodline return to his ancestors, so as to restore the glory of the God of War clan back then. ”

The middle-aged man said slowly, and when he talked about Ling Wanchen, there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

"I have been waiting for eight thousand years in the inheritance trial land you have established, and finally waited for a suitable inheritor not long ago, but when inheriting the bloodline, because her bloodline was not pure enough, she almost couldn't withstand the power of rejection and died, and in the end, it was this son who helped her bear part of the power of the bloodline,......"

Qiao Yuan heard the conversation between the two on the side, and his heart shook beyond imagination, every sentence was a secret from 10,000 years ago, and every word could set off a shocking wave in his heart.

Although he knew what was going on, he didn't expect the thing in front to be so amazing, in order to wait for a person to inherit, he waited for eight thousand years, and after returning to his ancestors, he shouldered the heavy responsibility of reviving the God of War clan.

He thought of Ling Wanchen, he thought of such a woman who was actually strong, but in fact there was a weak woman who had to shoulder such a heavy responsibility at a young age, Qiao Yuan couldn't bear it in his heart, but Ling Wanchen was a person of hope that Meng Tai had been obsessed with waiting for for eight thousand years, he was not a god of war clan, he had no right to prevent the revival of the god of war clan.

On the one hand, he respected Meng Tai's obsession, and on the other hand, he felt sorry for Ling Wanchen with such a heavy burden on his shoulders, thinking of this, Qiao Yuan was silent, if he didn't know about this matter, it would be fine, but since he knew about it, then he had to do something.

"He can't be a guardian. ”

After Qiao Yuan thought about it for a while, he was about to speak, but the old man took the lead and said softly.

When the middle-aged man heard the old man's words, his expression changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he spoke softly.

"Lord Luna, who intends to make him your heir?"

Qiao Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and the words that had just come to his mouth also stopped.

"That's right, the old man has been waiting for nearly 10,000 years, and there is not much time left, and you can also perceive the familiar aura on his body, he is the most suitable person to accept the old man's inheritance, and he is also the most likely person to help us return to the upper realm. ”

The old man nodded, his eyes showing deep exhaustion, and he spoke slowly, but when he said, "Return to the Upper Realm", his gaze flashed.

When the middle-aged man heard the words "return to the upper realm", excitement flashed in his eyes, he glanced at Qiao Yuan, nodded and said.

"Since Lord Luna's confidence in this son is so confident, then I will find another person for this guardian. ”

Qiao Yuan naturally understood that this guardian was the one who helped Ling Wanchen's bloodline return to his ancestors, and at this moment, he forcibly suppressed the shock of his heart, looked at the middle-aged man and said.

"Montay senior, this guardian does not need to be looked for again, the younger generation is willing to become this guardian. ”

After Qiao Yuan finished speaking, the middle-aged man's face showed surprise, he didn't speak, but turned his head to look at the old man, and then Qiao Yuan also focused his eyes on the old man.

There was obviously a hint of surprise in the old man's eyes, he was silent for a long time, looked at Qiao Yuan and said very seriously.

"The old man doesn't know what your relationship with the inheritor of the God of War is, but this guardian is extremely dangerous, and there will be no shortage of difficulties and dangers in the future, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is even a life of nine deaths, you ...... Would you like to be the guardian of this?"

After Qiao Yuan heard this, Ling Wanchen's voice and smile appeared in his mind one by one, and then he spoke directly without thinking.

"Yes. ”

The old man sighed, no longer said anything, but looked at the middle-aged man and whispered.

Since he is willing, the old man can't say anything, I just hope that you can save his life at a critical moment. ”

The middle-aged man nodded, bowed to the old man very solemnly and respectfully, and then he once again turned into a wisp of light the size of a fingernail and melted into Qiao Yuan's eyebrows, disappearing without a trace.

Qiao Yuan stretched out his hand and touched his eyebrows, all the worries about this Mengtai obsession lurking in his body before were also dissipated, he believed that with the words of this old man, this Mengtai obsession would not be unfavorable to him, and he would be able to save his life at a critical moment.

The old man had been lying in the rocking chair all the time, never getting up, as if his body was too weak to stand up.

But at this moment, he slowly stood up from the rocking chair, his body was not straight, but a supreme majesty was diffused from him, and his youthful demeanor could be seen.

Qiao Yuan looked at the old man who stood up as if he had changed a person, and his face showed solemnity and respect.

"What's your name?"

The old man asked softly with a kind smile on his face.

"Back to the seniors, the younger ones are called Qiao Yuan. ”

Although the old man had a kind smile on his face, the majesty on his body was not reduced by half, so Qiao Yuan did not dare to be disrespectful, and replied with an extremely respectful expression.

The old man smiled even more, praised lightly, and then said very seriously.

"Qiao Mu Liangcai, know the way to go, good name, Qiao Yuan, from now on, you are the inheritor of the old man. ”

Qiao Yuan's heart was excited, and his face showed irrepressible joy, he had heard this meaning from the conversation between the old man and the middle-aged man before, and at this moment, when he heard what the old man said in person, his heart was even more excited.

Although this old man is not the Moon Traceless Originality, the inheritance he gave is the genuine inheritance of the Moon Traceless, what kind of character the Moon Traceless is, Qiao Yuan doesn't know, but he only knows one thing, that is, the Moon Traceless is the first generation of the ancestor of the Yuehe Sect.

How many people can only see such legendary figures in the classics, and how many people can only hear them in the mouths of their ancestors, and now that Qiao Yuan has become the inheritor of such legendary figures, you can imagine what his mood should be, I am afraid it is not simply a few words of excitement and excitement that can be described.