Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

The seventh day after the death of King Huo Long.

This day is the day of King Huo Long's funeral.

It is said that King Huo Long chose a tomb for himself many years ago.

Almost all members of Yu Yaosi were dispatched to see off the former number one expert of Lin'an Prefecture.

"Miss, how can a dead person go to a funeral in the middle of the night? It's too strange."

The moon was dark and the wind was high, and two figures sneaked in in the Imperial Demon Department's office.

"What do you know? How can a real master's funeral be the same as an ordinary person?" Luo Xuan turned around and made a low voice.

The two masters and servants came all the way from the capital to see the demeanor of King Huo Long.

Who would have thought that on the day of King Huo Long's funeral, there were so many masters, and there were even many skilled people from the capital.

In desperation, Luo Xuan had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, and sneaked into the Yuyao Division with her maid Xiaolian.

"Miss, what's the difference?" Xiaolian couldn't help asking.

"The burial place of the master of the real world is called the spiritual cave. It is said that once buried, it will take root, and the tomb will be integrated into the mountains, and it will be hard for others to find it."

"What? Will the tomb go?" Xiao Lian tutted in amazement.

"I heard from the master in the house that it was hidden by the mountains." Luo Xuan said.

"There are spirits in the mountains, there are gods in the real world, the spirits intersect, and the immortals are hidden in the big tomb... I don't know the doorway." Luo Xuan knocked on the head.

Every time the teacher gave a lecture, she always lost her mind and listened to a half-baked knowledge.

However, the burial of the masters of the real world is indeed a lot of attention. Not only do you have to choose a tomb before your death, but you also need to calculate the time of burial according to your own destiny, etc. If there is a slight deviation, there will be no peace.

In many legends, it is said that whoever fell off the cliff and died, strayed into the ancient cave.

These caves are actually the burial caves of the real powerhouses. They have been hidden in the mountains for many years, and their orientation will change after a period of time, so they can be seen by those who are destined.

"Then what are we doing here?"

"Why did you forget? I heard that King Huo Long left behind a great opportunity after his death. Many people came for this, and maybe they were hiding in the Yuyao Division."

On the day that King Huo Long died, there were rumors that the number one master of Lin'an Prefecture had left behind an immortal fate.

Many masters are rushing, and some people have already run to the [Miaofeng Mountain] where King Huo Long is buried, looking for the remains of King Huo Long.

Luo Xuan originally wanted to go, but there were too many familiar faces from the capital, so she could only try her luck here.

"Miss, let's go back, in case we get into trouble like last time..." Xiao Lian was a little timid.

On the same day, when they passed by Ping'an Town, they encountered a monster, and even a thunder talisman had never taken it down.

"This is Yu Yaosi, what trouble could there be!?" Luo Xuan said fiercely.

She knew very well that if she was arrested this time, she probably would never think about it in her life.

Therefore, she must have a good time, play enough, how to stimulate how to come.

The two of them kept groping forward in the Yuyao Division, relying on the treasures that held their breath.

"Xiaolian, why are you so red?"

"Miss, I didn't expect Yu Yaosi to be such a filthy place."

"what's wrong?"

"Those people just now were nasty, and they didn't even have any clothes on."

"What we touched just now seems to be Yu Yaosi's bathhouse."

The two ran out of a courtyard, and there was no one around. They stopped just now, blushing and panting.

"After shopping for a long time, there is nothing." Luo Xuan sighed and felt bored.

"Miss, my sachet seems to be in the place just now, let's go back and look for it." Xiaolian blushed and muttered.

"Find you..."

Luo Xuan raised her hand to fight, but suddenly stopped, her beautiful eyes turned wonderfully, and she looked straight ahead.

Xiaolian was stunned and followed Luo Xuan's gaze.

In front of them is a triple-layered building with the word [collection of books] written on it.

"Miss, what are you looking at?"

"Didn't you see it?" Luo Xuan pointed at the plaque in the library.

"A building!?" Xiaolian asked.

"The place where the golden light hits the ground is the fate of immortality."

At this moment, a strange voice rang out in Luo Xuan's ear.

Above the plaque, a ray of golden light flickered, and strange words jumped out, twisting like a tadpole.

"King Huo Long's remains!?" Luo Xuan was ecstatic.

This Yu Yaosi is really right, and there is actually a treasure left by King Huo Long.

As soon as she raised her hand, her blood was surging, and she covered the plaque.

In an instant, countless golden lights surged, gathered together, turned into a secret talisman, splattered, and fell.

Luo Xuan was delighted and reached out to get it.

"Miss……"

At this moment, Xiao Lian screamed, and her face turned pale.

She only saw that there was a sharp blade hanging downstairs in the library, and Luo Xuan rushed towards the sharp blade with her neck raised, regardless of her body.

Xiaolian was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she saw that the sharp blade was about to pierce Luo Xuan's snow-white neck.

"When the mind is together, only seeing Fu Ze is delusional!"

At this moment, an indifferent voice sounded slowly.

Luo Xuan's delicate body trembled slightly, only to feel a gust of wind whistling past, and a generous figure appeared in front of her.

The person's arm trembled like a long spear, and all the illusions in front of him dissipated, and a cloud of black air rushed out from the library, and he was about to escape.

rumbling...

At this moment, the man in front of him grabbed violently, rubbing his fingers, as if a thunderous sound resounded, and he actually grabbed the black qi.

"The fingertips are thundering!?" Luo Xuan's complexion suddenly changed.

Five fingers and fingertips, thwarting the sound of thunder, this is a very advanced thunder technique, and it has the same effect as her [Zheng Yi Thunder Talisman].

"Little girl, there are not so many pies that fall from the sky in this world."

As he spoke, Zhou Dao slowly turned around.

Seeing this, Luo Xuan was stunned at first, and then showed ecstasy: "It's you!?"

"Huh? Do you know me?" Zhou Dao raised his brows, without the slightest impression.

"That day, outside Ping'an Town, on Huangliang Mountain, there was a rat monster making trouble. It was you who saved me and killed the monster." Luo Xuan said excitedly.

On that day, Zhou Dao's divine might, with just one move, knocked out the spirit of the rat demon, his body shattered, and his invincible appearance was imprinted into the hearts of the people.

Taking a quick glance, Luo Xuan still felt a little pity, but she didn't expect to be able to meet again here today.

"I have an impression." Zhou Dao didn't care, turning his head to look at the black qi in his hand.

"what is this?"

"Book Demon!" Zhou Dao whispered.

It is recorded in the "Working Manual of the Yuyao Division" that some ancient books have been around for a long time~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There are many people who are thinking and thinking, and they are absorbed by these ancient books. After a long time, book demons will be born.

They feed on people's talents and blood, and they are best at understanding people's hearts and secretly bewitching them.

It is said that the book demon's body is a mass of black gas, and as long as they are immersed in the ink, they will disappear.

"It's the monster raised in King Huo Long's bookstore~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Zhou Dao couldn't help but sigh.

This book demon is unusual, much stronger than ordinary book demons.

Today is the day of King Huo Long's burial. He and King Huo Long have some fate. He originally wanted to come to the library to pay his respects, but he did not expect to encounter such a thing.

call……

As soon as Zhou Dao turned his hand, he sealed the black gas and put it into the Qingpan treasure bag.

"What's your name?" Luo Xuan couldn't help asking when she saw Zhou Dao's surprise and extraordinary demeanor.

"Go back quickly, this is not the place you should come." Zhou Dao whispered, and turned to leave: "How can there be so many opportunities in this world!"

"The so-called chance is a choice. People make choices all their lives."

At this moment, a lonely sigh sounded under the moonlit night.

In the distance, a figure came slowly, looking lonely and desolate.

The strong wind roared under his feet, the fallen leaves were rolled up, and a broken knife was around his waist, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Old Wu?" Zhou Dao frowned.

He did not expect that Lao Wu would appear here.

"Zhou Dao!"

Lao Wu looked at him, his eyes were low, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Why are you here?" Zhou Dao felt something was wrong.

"I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Farewell? Are you leaving?"

Lao Wu shook his head: "Gathering and dispersing are inherently impermanent, and there is always a day of parting."

As he spoke, he sighed softly: "Before this, I want to borrow something from you."

"what?"

"Your head!"

When the voice fell, Lao Wu's breath suddenly changed, like a gust of wind, shaking the sky and earth.

The saber on his waist rang suddenly, and the roar was like thunder and lightning, terrifying.

A terrifying force spread under his feet, and the whole yard was shaking.

At this moment, Lao Wu's hand fell slowly and held the knife.