Rumble!

The cyan light flashed, bringing a burst of gas with a roar.

Although the majestic aura could not be triggered, it was still startled by the monks who were hiding in a formation below.

Those who have a little cognition know that this magic weapon that can control the flight is not an ordinary powerhouse.

Then he saw the cyan flying boat fluttering down, pausing for a moment outside the formation above the mountain gate of the Tibetan Golden Pavilion.

"Open the ban!" As soon as the flying boat settled, a slightly gloomy voice came from inside.

"Obey the orders of your predecessors!" At this time, a large number of people who had fled from the border of the mountain range had gathered in the Golden Pavilion, and as soon as this aura appeared, the Lord of the Golden Pavilion appeared, but it was a middle-aged man.

Knowing that there were people he couldn't afford to offend in the week, he immediately took out a jade card and opened the formation.

For so many years, the Tibetan Golden Pavilion has never produced a Sect Master, and the strongest is only the realm of False Dan, and even the prohibitions can rarely be arranged, let alone spread the prohibitions throughout the mountain gate.

At the moment when the formation opened, the cyan light on the flying boat flashed, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and then they saw the flying boat fall in the field, and they couldn't help but smack their tongues secretly, and their eyes were horrified.

"Zang Yuanming, the current pavilion master of the junior Tibetan Golden Pavilion, meet the seniors! The seniors have worked hard all the way, if you don't dislike it, you can go to the VIP Yayuan in the back mountain to live!" Zang Yuanming said with a deep salute.

"I hope that the seniors will not be disgusted, and go to the Yayuan to rest for a while!" everyone heard this, and their eyes lit up and they bowed together.

Everyone knew that if there was a strong person like Sect Master Jiedan at this time, then their safety would be greatly increased.

"It's okay, lead the way ahead!" Unprecedentedly, Wang Mo did not rush to the road, but bowed his head slightly with an indifferent face, and then turned his head to the Han family who was walking out of the boat: "These two people, a certain family will take them away, do you have no opinion?"

"No, no, no, even if the seniors take it away!" The middle-aged man heard this, and he didn't even look at the two brothers and sisters who were still silent in the boat, holding the storage bag on their waists with one hand, and said respectfully.

In his heart, it was a great joy, with two dispensable young generations, in exchange for cultivation resources that were enough for the family to redevelop and even rise, this deal was really cost-effective.

"Lead the way ahead!" Wang Mo didn't get off the Qingfeng boat, and commanded Zang Yuanming into the boat.

"Yes, it's right ahead!" Zang Yuanming was slightly shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to resist at all.

"Whoosh!" As soon as his words fell, the Qingfeng Boat galloped out like an arrow from a string, and in an instant disappeared into the courtyards of the rows of houses, leaving a group of monks to whisper in place.

Although this senior seems a little unkind, with such a strong man here, their safety can be regarded as worry-free for the time being.

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"Get up, after a certain family has finished exploring, I will arrange for you to wait, but whether you can survive in this cultivation world in the future depends on the creation of the two of you!" In the Houshan Elegant Garden, Wang Mo sat on the top and said lightly to the two.

"Thank you, senior!" Han Luoyun pulled Han Luoyu and said with an excited and lonely face.

The excitement was because Wang Mo was able to take a fancy to them and personally gave them a lot of cultivation things, and the loss was that Wang Mo did not have a trace of receiving disciples from beginning to end.

"Go down, when I leave, I will naturally call you!" Wang Mo closed his hands and waved lightly.

The two naturally didn't dare to disobey, and bowed down with a respectful look on their faces.

"Hey, at a young age, you understand such a truth, but it is a pity that so many people are eager to become immortals and get more longevity all their lives, but what in the end?

"But no matter what, the fact that I was able to come here back then must have a lot to do with that battle, if I don't figure it out, wouldn't I have to live with this favor all the time in my life?" But the loneliness turned into perseverance in an instant, as if to cheer himself up, Wang Mo clenched his fist fiercely.

Then there was a flash of green light around him, and his figure suddenly galloped away from the house, and suddenly he came to a hill, although he was extremely fast, but no one noticed him when he deliberately hid his breath and figure.

"This is it, but my current divine consciousness cultivation can not detect the slightest clue, the only thing that is a little strange is this thatched house!" Looking at the only building on the top of the mountain, this inconspicuous thatched house, Wang Mo frowned,

Back then, he got a secret site of a cave from Sun Mingyun, and when he first saw it, he felt that there was a place in it that was very familiar, and then he thought back carefully, it was the Tong'an Mountain where he first encountered the gold beast, and the place that the map finally pointed to was where the mountain gate of the Golden Pavilion was located.

But Wang Mo's divine sense searched around the mountain gate, but he never found anything suspicious, and he couldn't see through the thatched hut alone.

What made him even more puzzled was why there was such a map in the Demon Domain, although Sun Mingyun had said that it was a secret mansion, but in Wang Mo's opinion, it was not like it at all, as if something was hidden.

"Crunch!" At this moment, the grass and wooden door of the thatched house opened, and Zang Yuanming, the master of the Tibetan Golden Pavilion, walked out of it.

"Senior, I don't know what you need, even if you are told, why do you have to come all the way here?" Seeing Wang Mo standing outside the door, Zang Yuanming's face stiffened, and he took a few steps forward and said respectfully.

"If a certain family wants to go in and have a look, I think Daoist friends won't allow it, right?" Wang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pointed to the thatched hut.

"This ...... There is no way to do it, seniors, please come in!" Zang Yuanming had the intention to refuse, but he glanced at Wang Mo's face carefully, and greeted him with a smile in his heart.

"Then disturb!" Wang Mo bowed his hand slightly, and strode into it.

As soon as he entered the hut, Wang Mo sensed a strange aura surging within it, and it was this strange aura that made his divine sense useless, unable to probe the situation inside.

And the source of this breath is the only thing in the thatched hut, a portrait hanging on the wall.

There is an old man with fairy wind and bones painted on it, although he is wearing a brocade robe, but he is not vulgar at all, and his hand is leaning forward, as if he is holding something.

"What a wonderful prohibition!" Wang Mozai carefully looked up and down at the painting, and finally sighed with a shocked face.

"Ah!" Zang Yuanming, who had been silent beside him, was startled, but he was silent for a moment.

"Hehe, come to think of it, this is the inheritance treasure of your pavilion, right?" Wang Mo smiled slightly, and said pointedly.

"Uh...... Don't hide it from the seniors, above this picture is the ancestor of the younger generation of the Golden Pavilion, although there are some wonderful uses, but it is only a secret book of the Pavilion, as for whether there are other uses, the younger generation does not know!" Zang Yuanming's expression froze, and then explained with a bitter face.

"Oh, I see, can I give this to a certain family? Of course, it won't make you suffer, as for the inheritance secret book inside, a certain family also wants to take a look!" Wang Mo nodded noncommittally, and then said indifferently.

"This ...... Since the seniors like it, even if they take it, the juniors will take out the secret book!" Zang Mingyuan swallowed his saliva, hesitated slightly, and really didn't have the courage to refuse.

"Okay!" Wang Mo bowed slightly, and then moved a few steps away.

Zang Mingyuan stepped forward, took out a golden jade plate, quickly pinched it with both hands, and made a golden brilliance, which instantly disappeared into the picture scroll, and then probed the jade plate to the palm of the old man in the painting.

The strange thing is that after a dazzling flash of gold, this jade plate actually appeared in the old man's palm, and in Zang Mingyuan's hand, there was an extra red jade slip.

"Senior, this is my Golden Pavilion Inheritance Jade Slip!" Zang Mingyuan respectfully handed over the jade slip.

"That's true!" Wang Mo took the jade slip, put it on his forehead and checked it for about half an hour, and after remembering the useful information inside, he handed it back to Zang Mingyuan.

"What else do you have to say from your seniors?" Zang Mingyuan bowed down and asked.

"You go out now!" Wang Mo said lightly.

"Yes!" Zang Mingyuan naturally didn't dare to object, and bowed down and retreated.

After he got out, Wang Mo pinched a little ancient painting with one hand, and saw layers of ripples suddenly appear on the calm ancient painting, as if something was about to come out of it.

"Buzz!"

Then a majestic and incomparable aura gushed out, and the vitality in the turbulent thatched house was in turmoil in an instant, but the thatched house was not damaged at all.

"Poof!"

Hit head-on by this breath, Wang Mo's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he opened his mouth to spit out a bloody arrow, his eyes were full of horror, and he didn't care about the change of other tricks, and the blue-gold brilliance around his body flashed.

"Whew!"

Then he heard a soft sound, Wang Mo's left hand quickly stretched out, and pulled out a gold page with dense small characters from the old man in the painting.

But Wang Mo didn't rush to check, first sat upright on the ground and meditated for a while, and then put it in front of him.

"The land of heaven abandoned, the remnants of the monument suppressed, once it was obtained, the sky collapsed!" Looking at the eye-catching four lines of words on the top, Wang Mo's brows were furrowed and the words were read out at once, and then his divine sense swept the whole text, and his face immediately changed greatly, and then his eyes returned to the top again, looking at them word by word, and finally his face was a little ugly: "Heaven and earth are changing, the wrath of the heavens, is there really any way of heaven that cannot be done?"

When he was brought into this continent by the purple ball of light in his mind, he didn't know how much time had passed, let alone what happened during the period, but he only remembered that one planet after another was grabbed by a big hand, forming a piece of continent, and countless people who exuded a strong aura were all taken to a place in the sky that I don't know how high.

With Wang Mo's current cultivation, now thinking back to the scene he saw at that time, those people with powerful breath were dizzy and dizzy just by looking at them, and I am afraid that just a trace of breath can crush him.

But even such a strong man has no power to resist and swallows that mysterious place in the middle of nowhere.

And the events recorded in this golden page are written by an extremely powerful man in later generations, telling the story of what he saw and heard during his lifetime.

What shocked Wang Mo's heart was that the starry sky he had always thought of was only a continent in the record of this strong man, which was completely beyond Wang Mo's cognition and contrary to what he had learned.

"How can this be? Is everything I see fake?" Wang Mo's eyes flashed with a gloomy self-talk, and then he turned the golden page, and there was a map on the back of it, with the first three big characters 'Tianyuan Palace'.