On a path in the forest, Yun Mu sat under a big tree with his eyes closed, his face was a little pale, and sweat was dripping from his cheeks, drenching his clothes.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes violently, and his body flashed towards a small grass in front of him.

Click!

There was only a slight sound, and the grass collapsed directly, turning into a white light flickering.

"I'm waiting for you. Yun Mu's eyes flashed, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he grabbed the white light in his hand with a wave of his right hand.

I saw that the white light trembled, and it swayed into Yun Mu's eyebrows, and Yun Mu immediately sat down cross-legged and silently understood.

After nearly ten days of deduction and attempts, Yun Mu finally found a forbidden point, but when he smashed it, the formation did not dissipate, but the broken forbidden point turned into a ray of white light and disappeared into his eyebrows.

In that white light, there was a fragment containing information about the prohibition.

Yun Mu immediately realized that this white light was the same as the method of deduction given to him by Zhuang Jingyun before, and it was the method of inheritance.

"The inheritance has begun!" Yun Mu was ecstatic in his heart, at this moment, all the immortal treasures were left behind by him, although the immortal treasures were good, but now he was not only unable to use them, but he would also become the target of public criticism because of that list, once he left the secret realm, he was afraid that he would have to hand it over immediately.

However, if you can get the inheritance of this forbidden method, coupled with the method of deduction, it will be like a tiger with wings, and it will give it a little more security for its future path.

Yun Mu meditated and experienced, constantly deducing the composition of the prohibition and the changes it contained.

Just when Yun Mu comprehended the forbidden method, in an illusory space, Feng Yan was bathed in battle blood, staring ahead with an extremely solemn expression, holding a long knife emitting purple light in his right hand.

After nearly ten days of fighting, Feng Yan had finally stepped on the fifth step, and the other disciples of the Divine Beast Sect had all died.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and the long knife slashed from top to bottom, and suddenly a piercing purple light flew out from the blade, turning into a fierce white tiger in mid-air, roaring and rushing forward.

In front of him, there stood three figures, their expressions sluggish like puppets, but each of them burst out with the cultivation of the pinnacle of foundation building, forming an invisible storm that pressed towards the end of the wind and words.

At this moment, one of the figures suddenly walked out, and suddenly there was a trace of black mist around him, only to see him stretch out his right hand, point at the white tiger in front of him, and let out a low cry from his mouth.

A black light burst out of the air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black spear, the body of the spear was as black as ink, exuding a thick fierce aura, and the other two figures suddenly flashed, attacking towards the wind and words.

Feng Yan's eyes flashed, and he roared, and an illusory white tiger soul appeared in front of him, and was swallowed by him in one gulp, the hair on his whole body grew wildly, and his eyes turned into tiger eyes, and his eyes were dazzling.

With a low roar, Feng Yan finally fought directly with the two of them.

Feng Yan finally raised his right hand, in the shape of a tiger, and hit a figure on the right, his fist marks were like a tiger roaring, earth-shattering, shaking the void, like a tiger in the forest roaring and roaring, shocking people's hearts.

I saw that figure, with the same punch, a black tiger conjured out, and pounced towards Feng Yanzhong, opening its bloody mouth.

Bang!

Feng Yan trembled for life, and was secretly surprised in his heart, the other party's fist wind was like a knife that made him feel pain in his skin, and a cold force erupted and drilled into his body along his skin.

Before the wind finally came and prepared, another figure had already been killed, and he saw his right hand slap forward, and immediately a black mist churned, turning into a big black hand, grabbing him.

Under the palm prints of the big hands, faces quietly emerged, with endless hideousness and crazy roars, and suddenly came.

Feng Yan's heart tightened, and the secret path was not good, his left hand pinched the trick, and slapped the figure on the right suddenly, and at the same time retreated back quickly with the power of the shock, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and his right hand pressed towards the ground under him.

"Gather sand into a tower!"

With a low roar, the earth trembled violently, and suddenly a crack opened, and an earthy yellow tower flew out of it, exuding a quaint atmosphere, and at the same time, at the top of the tower, a wisp of yellow mist hung down, enveloping the entire small tower.

"Go!"

Feng Yan finally pointed with his right hand, only to hear a whoosh, the small tower turned into a yellow light, and slammed into the coming big hand.

The roar echoed all around, and countless roars rang out at the same time, making people feel as if they were in the Nine Shadows.

The two collided violently, and almost instantly, the big hand was a little unbearable, the fingertips shattered, and the face in the palm of the palm let out a terrible scream.

Feng Yan finally showed joy on his face, kicked his right foot, set off a sonic boom, and crashed towards the figure with endless might.

The moment he got up, the other two figures moved, turning into two black rays, and at the same time, he pointed forward, and immediately a black mist surged, conjuring dozens of black spears, shooting towards the wind and words.

Facing the attack of the two figures, Feng Yan finally whispered, his eyes showed decisiveness, and he accelerated his speed and slammed forward, he knew that if he couldn't solve an opponent at this moment, then he wouldn't have any chance of winning this battle at all.

From a distance, countless spears shot wildly towards a white tiger, and in front of the tiger, a figure with a dull face, looked at the tiger with a bloody mouth blankly, and slowly raised his right hand and pointed at it.

"Dementors!"

A hoarse voice came out of the figure's mouth for the first time, the voice was extremely hoarse, as if it had gone through the ages, at the moment when the voice came out, the figure of the end of the wind suddenly paused, and there was a trace of sluggishness and confusion in his eyes in an instant, and finally stopped at the figure and knelt on one knee in front of the figure.

"Give your name to you. The figure spoke again, and at the same time, the index finger of his right hand was at the center of his eyebrows, and a white point of light flew out from the center of Feng Yan's eyebrows, and was grabbed by the figure in his hand.

After a while, the wind finally dissipated along with the three figures, and the heavens and the earth returned to silence.

"Damn. In another space, a young man in a gorgeous costume had a pale face, staring at several figures in front of him, and a trace of blood on the long knife in his hand slipped quietly.

"This secret realm of the Heaven Killing Sword, there is even a puppet technique, isn't it cut off as early as the ancient years? How can it appear again!" The young man cursed in his heart, and his body quickly dodged to avoid the attack.

Around him, there were five figures, two of whom were his companions, but at the moment their eyes were glazed, and they were controlled by their spirits and turned into a puppet.

"Could it be that this son is going to die here today, how can I die here if I am talented, this is not good, there are still many female cultivators waiting for me to save them, I can't die. The young man muttered, and the long knife in his hand waved faster, only to see a knife light flashing, and a human head rose into the air, directly lying on the spot.

At the same time, the young man's body changed, his feet stepped on the mysterious steps, interspersed back and forth among the remaining four figures, and with a bang, a long sword shattered in response, and a figure flew out horizontally, turning into blood mist with a thud in the air.

Vaguely, a token flashed around the young man's waist, with a Chu character engraved on it.

In the outside world, Yun Mu is still concentrating on deducing the method of prohibition, in his mind, the prohibition is like a tumbling mist, unpredictable, making people unable to grasp the clue, occasionally peeking into a corner, but immediately changing the form, elusive.

"Three thousand six hundred and thirteen changes, from a small grass as a point, and then mixed to evolve ......" Yun Mu raised his right hand while deducing, and the aura in his palm rose into the appearance of a small grass, and then infinite changes occurred.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, there are only three days left before the month period, and Yun Mu is speeding through the forest, looking for the next forbidden point.

In these twenty-seven years, through the initial exploration, and later after obtaining the inheritance of the forbidden law, he has been a glimpse of the forbidden road, although he is not very proficient, but it has helped him a lot to find the forbidden point.

During this time, he found a total of eight forbidden points, obtained eight fragments of the forbidden method, and had obtained most of the inheritance, he speculated that there should be another forbidden point here, as long as he got it, he could obtain a complete inheritance.