Xiao Yicai sent everyone all the way to the Hongqiao and whispered to Yunmo: "Senior Brother Yun, that brother is waiting for you on this Tongtian Peak." ”

Yunmo said with a smile: "Okay senior brother, I will ask you to take care of it in the future." ”

Saying goodbye to the envious people on the side, Yunmo got up and followed Tian Buyi Suru, pulling Song Daren, who was reluctant to give up, and flew towards Dazhu Peak.

Following behind Xiao Yicai, along the rugged path to the back mountain, Tongtian Peak as the main peak of the seven veins of Qingyun, naturally than the back mountain of the Great Bamboo Peak has a lot of traces of artificial carving, through the Yuqing Hall along a secluded path zigzag for a long time, far away heard the sound of Zhong Ding together, Xiao Yicai introduced: "In front is the ancestral hall of the patriarch, there is an old man guarding here, the master remembers the old and frail, so I asked you to go and help him do things." ”

After walking for a short time, he reached a three-way junction, where the eaves of the temple were faintly visible in the past, and the other road loomed between the shade of the trees and the mountains and rocks. Xiao Yicai saw Yun Mo looking into the depths of this road, hurriedly pulled him, and said solemnly: "Senior Brother Yun, on this Tongtian Peak, you can go there, but this road can't be walked." Seeing that Yunmo didn't react, he said in an aggravated tone: "This road leads to the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, and it is said that it is unguarded, but no one dares to enter casually, do you know why?"

Yunmo's expression was solemn: "Could it be?"

"Yes, a lot of people go in and don't come out alive. ”

Suffocated in his breath, Yun Mo knew that the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion was full of illusions and had a certain dangerous surname, but he didn't know that it would kill people.

Xiao Yicai looked shocked when he entered, and then he was a little relieved, this junior brother is a bold man, and he is also an outstanding cultivator, if he doesn't ring the alarm bell first, he doesn't know what kind of mess will happen. He continued: "In the early years, there were many seniors in the sect who entered the cave to seek a breakthrough, but they were fascinated by the illusion in it, some of them went mad and died, some died of exhaustion of true qi and blood, and some died of no injuries for some reason. Later, the ancestors gradually deduced the conditions for entering the cave, unless they were people with extraordinary talents and extremely strong minds, they could at least cultivate to the Taiji Xuanqing Dao Taiqing realm in order to enter and exit the cave safely. ”

A drop of cold sweat slipped from his vest, and at this moment, Yunmo's heart was filled with incomparable happiness and gratitude, grateful to Xiao Yicai for his reminder, otherwise he really wanted to find a chance to explore. In terms of his heart surname, it is very likely that he will lose himself in the illusion.

Xiao Yicai noticed that his face was scornful, and there was a faint fear in the depths of his eyes, knowing that his plan was successful, and without saying much, he took him on the road to the ancestral hall.

When the two walked to the ancestral hall, the Zhong Ding music had stopped for some time, and they saw a huge open space, towering a group of majestic halls, with four corners flying, glazed tile roofs, antique red pillars, and a magnificent and solemn atmosphere with the green smoke slowly drifting out of the hall. An old man in plain clothes in front of the hall, holding a broom in his arms, swept the ground slowly and heavily, and looked at it intently, the white jade floor was spotless, but the old man swept inch by inch like gently caressing the skin of a lover.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Yunmo suddenly felt a little sad, what a character Wan Jianyi was back then, what a pride, and now he can only be reduced to this, taking the ethereal ancestral spirit position as the sustenance of life, almost becoming a walking corpse like a drooping old decay, waiting to die in this gloomy ancestral hall of the patriarch, this should not be the place of the hero!

Xiao Yicai glanced at Yunmo curiously, not understanding why his breathing suddenly became short, but he only thought that he was intimidated by the momentum of the ancestral hall, and he didn't care, and stepped forward and said aloud to the old man: "Senior, this junior brother Yunmo was ordered by the master to come to clean the ancestral hall on your behalf. Xiao Yicai was very polite, and he was as thoughtful as he could naturally find Dao Xuan's faint respect for this unstaggering old man.

The old man didn't even reply, he still swept the ground silently, and only spoke for a long time, and the old man's hoarse voice said softly: "No need, the old bones can still be moved for two years, and there is no need to let the young man's good time be wasted here." ”

Xiao Yicai was about to open his mouth to explain, but was robbed by Yunmo: "The ancestral hall of the patriarch is as good as the ancestral hall, and the younger generations may not have to fight for thousands of miles with swords and happiness to live up to their youth." What's more, the disciples are here to be punished, how can they pick and choose. ”

He meant something, and Xiao Yicai beside him didn't understand what he meant, but he made the old man look dazed for a moment, and then said to himself: "Since you insist, then stay in the back hall." ”

Xiao Yicai saw that Yunmo had settled, and he had a lot of affairs on the mountain, so he said goodbye and left, and made an appointment to talk later.

Came out of the back hall with his luggage, but saw that the old man had finished cleaning the courtyard and stood in front of the ancestral shrine in the hall, with a faint green smoke lingering around his body, and his expression flickered with the candles and lanterns in the hall in the dark environment. It wasn't until Yunmo came over that the old man turned around and looked at him for the first time.

"You are the disciple of the Great Bamboo Peak who has obtained the inheritance of the Ancient Heavenly Court?" Yunmo's equipment was very recognizable, and the old man looked at it for a moment and asked.

"Hehe, it's the junior. Yun Mo smiled dryly, but he thought in his heart, it seems that the status of Lao Wan in Dao Xuan's heart is still good, and this kind of secret and unannounced important matter can be informed to him.

"Da Zhu Feng, Tian Buyi is a character, but he is limited by the pattern of Da Zhu Feng and cannot be used, and now there is such a character as you under the door, and it is not in vain that he has worked hard for half his life. ”

I didn't expect Wan Jianyi to know his teacher, well, I think that I wouldn't upload gossip about these things as Dao Xuan. However, Yunmo was still very excited, since he went up the mountain, he had imagined countless times what kind of expression Lao Wan would have when he stood in front of Wan Jianyi and loudly reported his master's inheritance.

Now, at last, there's a chance to satisfy the bad taste of this thing.

"The seniors misunderstood, the family teacher Su Rusu Woman!"

But he was disappointed, Wan Jianyi just moved his gray eyebrows, and there was no fluctuation in his cloudy eyes, like a pool of desperate stagnant water.

Yunmo didn't dare to look at his eyes anymore, which contained too many vicissitudes and too much sadness, which made people fearful.

"Tian Buyi and Su Ru are husband and wife, and whoever they worship as a teacher is not all two people teaching. I don't know if it's an illusion or what, Yunmo heard a slight trace of sourness from his words, he was happy in his heart, it turns out that your old heart is not dead, and there is still hope for life, my master is you don't think about it, but the people Suzaku Youji are still waiting for you, and only your old man can clean up and obey that evil woman.

Yunmo himself maliciously imagined in his heart that he would match the old man, and the two of them didn't say much at the moment, and Yunmo let the old man assign tasks to him without mentioning it.