Stepping into the attic, it is very small, just like the home of an ordinary mortal, a dining table, four wooden stools, against the wall, and a desk, which is simple, revealing the ordinary way.

Gu Qiu didn't look too much, his gaze instantly condensed, and he stared closely at a small wooden box on the desk.

He stepped forward and gently opened the lid.

There were three things inside, all of which were not shiny, lying quietly in the wooden box.

A handwritten book, with beautiful handwriting, Gu Qiu recognized it at a glance, it was Feiyu's handwriting.

A ring, with three stone beads on the surface, has a dull luster, just like the most ordinary ornament of an ordinary mortal's house.

A white garment, carefully folded, dust-free, and safely placed in a wooden box.

Gu Qiu inhaled deeply, and the perfect Dao Heart seemed to have disappeared at this moment, and it had no effect in the slightest.

With a slight tremor in his hand, he picked up the handbook.

"Brother, you have been gone for three thousand years, and Fei Yu has now also become a god emperor... I just can't share it with you..."

"Brother, you wait, Feiyu must enter the fairy world, not for immortality, just to meet you..."

"No more... Brother... That immortal is too strong for Flying Feather to beat... What should I do..."

"No, I'm not going to give up..."

......

"Brother... Fei Yu can't do it..."

"There's no way... That scripture is my only hope... My brother is waiting for me..."

"The world without you will be destroyed......"

Gu Qiu closed his eyes, and a shocking wave set off in his heart, what kind of demon scripture is it?

What happened to the flying feather who cultivated the Demon Sutra?

His right fist was clenched tightly, the Demon Sutra that could make a generation of empresses cultivate at any cost must have been handed down from the immortal realm, and the side effects must be extraordinary!

His thoughts were racing in his heart, and a volume of Demon Sutras flashed in his heart, but he couldn't be sure which Demon Sutra Fei Yu had cultivated!

Moreover, what made him extremely puzzled was why the Demon Sutra of the Immortal Realm would fall into the Nether Realm?

In his previous life, he ascended to the land of the beginning of the Dao and became the Supreme Immortal Emperor, but it was difficult to compete with the rules of the Great Dao in the underworld, unless he was willing to take the risk of destroying the heavens and all worlds, otherwise, even if he was an Immortal Emperor, he would not be able to go to the lower realm!

The immortals are too powerful, they can completely destroy the heavens with their own strength, and the rules of the Great Dao must not be tolerated, although the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is immortal and immortal, almost boundless, and countless eras lie high above the Ten Thousand Realms, but they are blocked by the rules of the Great Dao and cannot interfere with the heavens.

So why is there a fairy world demon scripture circulating here?

In Gu Qiu's eyes, there was a flash of sharpness, if something went wrong with Fei Yu because of his cultivation of the Demon Sutra, even if he broke the heavens and the earth and returned to chaos, he would never stop!

Putting the manual in his sleeve and gently placing it, Gu Qiu picked up the white robe and unfolded it.

In the upper left corner of the white clothes, there is a dragon and a phoenix, intertwined with each other, Gu Qiu sighed, this is Feiyu back then, a stitch and a thread, personally sewn for him.

Although it was not a magic weapon divine robe, it contained a piece of affection from Fei Yu, and he carefully put it away.

The last ring was the only ornament he gave to Fei Yu back then.

With a calm face, he picked it up and walked to the side, where a staircase led to the second floor.

Without hesitation, step by step.

On the second floor there are only two rooms, a bedroom and a study.

Guqiu stood at the door of the bedroom, looking at the beds, tables and chairs in the room, and did not move for a long time.

He seemed to see a young girl, with laughter and laughter, sitting in front of the dresser, carefully dressing herself.

When I came to the study, there were not many books in it, there were all kinds of books, only nearly a hundred, most of them were the magic spells he created casually back then, as well as some inheritances left by Fei Yu.

With a wave of his hand, he put it all away, and Gu Qiu turned around and strode away.

Standing outside the attic, he quietly looked at this small building, silent for a long time, wisps of imperial power surrounded him, extremely attached to him.

......

"Holy Lord, this person has entered the forbidden land of the ancestor for three days and three nights, nothing will happen, right?"

A hundred miles away from Yufeng, Tang Yinghan and the eight elders were still standing there, their sides hazy, and the white light shrouded them.

"Wait in peace. ”

How could Tang Yinghan not be in a hurry? No one knew what was left in the Patriarch's Forbidden Land, and there might be a treasure that could help them survive this difficult time.

In the past three days, the offensive of the Demon Sect has become more and more fierce, except for the nine of them who have not made a move, the rest of the existences above the god level have rushed to the front line, and the battle has been fought for days.

In the past five days, eight battles have been fought, and they have lost one by one, and the disciples below the gods have suffered huge losses, and tens of thousands of people have died every day!

And the day before yesterday, there was even bad news that the powerhouse of the Void God Realm, who had ignited the divine fire for 8,000 years, was the first in the Dharma Transmission Hall to be besieged by the two Void Gods of the Huangquan Demon Sect and fell gloomily!

Until today, their Flying Feather Holy Land had lost four powerhouses of the Void God Realm!

These are the pillars of their Flying Feather Holy Land!

The loss of one is enough to make their hearts ache for a long time, but now, in just three days, four people have fallen one after another, and even Tang Yinghan is pale, eager to take action immediately and wipe it out.

But the combined masters of the three sects are far more than the Flying Feather Holy Land, once she makes a move, it will inevitably cause the war to escalate and enter the white-hot stage, and then the gods will fight bloodily, maybe within a few days, the victory or defeat will be known.

She is well aware of the gap between her own strength and the other party, so she has been struggling to endure and is unwilling to make a move.

The other party's plan, she also knows, is nothing more than boiling frogs in warm water, a little bit to wear down their strength and reduce losses.

This is a conspiracy, but she has to accept it.

Now that the patriarch's forbidden land is open, hope is right in front of her, how could she destroy the sect and go to fight the three sects?

In the past few days, she could clearly feel that the offensive of the three sects of the Demon Dao had become much more powerful, and she thought that she had also received the news that there had been changes in their Flying Feather Holy Land.

She could only pray secretly in her heart, hoping that the ancestor would appear and protect the sect.

"He's out!"

Su Xinxue's eyes lit up and she was excited, looking at the ancient mound that came out of the inside, her eyes burning.

Tang Yinghan and the others next to him also had sharp eyes, looking at the figure of Guqiu who walked out slowly with anticipation.

At this moment, they had honed their Dao Hearts for thousands of years, but they were useless.

"Gu Gongzi, now that the Flying Feather Holy Land is in danger, may I ask if Gongzi is in the forbidden land of the ancestor, can he find a way to save him?"

Tang Yinghan took a deep breath, his cold face was snow-white and delicate, like jade, exuding a faint warm luster.

The fair complexion and beautiful face show the peerless demeanor of the lord of the Holy Land of a generation.

Gu Qiu glanced at the nine people lightly, did not hesitate, and said directly: "Go to Jiufeng Mountain." ”

"Yes!"

The nine people were overjoyed in an instant, and just listening to the tone, they already knew that this ancient prince must have been in the forbidden land of the ancestor to find a way to save him!

The heart hanging in their hearts finally let go a little, these days, the pressure in their hearts is huge, enough to crush thousands of mountains and destroy the long river.

At this time, when they heard the words of Gu Qiu, their whole body shook, as if mountains had been removed from them.