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Tombs in the desert,

Suddenly a group of strange people came.

They wear period costumes, kind of like professional actors.

What is puzzling is that only the actors were seen, but not the director and crew.

As soon as the figures of several men and women floated, they could fly up and walk in the sky.

Although this kind of phenomenon is often seen on TV, the actors are hanging on to Wia after all, not their real strength.

The men and women in front of them flew directly over the sand dunes without any aids.

Soon, they keenly sensed something,
Came to the place where the god bones were buried.

"If I'm not mistaken, the breath should come from here."

A group of men and women gathered around, headed by a middle-aged man who looked about 50 or [-] years old.

The other party was wearing a fine attire with a deep expression on his face.

The word "Chuan" is locked between the eyebrows.

Behind the middle-aged man are four men and one woman.

These are young people, they are full of energy, and they are very different.

The middle-aged man looked extra cautious, sized him up for a while, and bowed respectfully.

The others did not dare to neglect, and knelt down one after another.

"Disciples of Feixianmen pay respects to the ancestor's remains!"

Behind them, five young men and women also bowed respectfully.

After praying, they straightened up, and the middle-aged man stood with his hands tied.

"Dig it out!"

The four young men started to dig up the sand that had been buried dry.

When Qin Mu and the others concealed the bones, they didn't bury them too deep, so it didn't take long for them to
Then I saw pieces of broken bones.

"Uncle, look!"

Several young people looked surprised, staring blankly at the broken bones in the bunker.

The woman behind screamed, "How could this happen?"

The remains of the ancestors were broken into such pieces?
impossible!

You must know that his remains can be preserved for thousands of years, and each bone contains a trace of the ancestor's spiritual consciousness.

The middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, he walked quickly to the sandpit, and asked in a daze, "How could this be?"

"How could this be?"

A disciple said, "Someone sucked up the spiritual consciousness left in the ancestor's remains."

The middle-aged man grabbed a broken bone with both hands and held it tightly.

There were two frightening rays of light in his eyes.

"Who did it?"

"Who did it?"

The woman behind said, "It's impossible, can there be such a powerful person in this secular world?"

"To absorb the spiritual consciousness remaining in the remains of the ancestors, the strength must reach the realm of the god king."

"As far as we know, all the gods were wiped out in the battle ten thousand years ago, and no decent talent has ever emerged from the secular world."

The woman who spoke was only in her early twenties.

Dressed in red clothes mopping the floor, she looked so agile and quite immortal.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, full of grief and indignation.

"We searched for thousands of years before we found the remains of our ancestors. We didn't expect that we were still a step late."

Seeing his remorseful expression, the disciples behind him didn't dare to make a sound.

The middle-aged man bowed a few more times, and said to everyone with a heavy heart, "Wrap up the ancestor's remains, and we will bring them back to Feixianmen."

The four young men immediately started to turn over the surrounding yellow sand and carefully searched for every piece of broken bone.

If there is a large pile of broken bones, they packed several bags in bags.

Four young men each with a bag.

After evaluating all this, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked in the direction of the formation.

"Strange, this is actually the land of dragon veins."

The woman next to him asked, "Master, you said this is the land of dragon veins?"

The middle-aged man nodded, "Let's find all the remains of our ancestors first!"

He glanced at the big formation, as if his heart was moved.

A group of people floated away, their movements were very strange.

It's unbelievable that they have all reached the realm of walking through the air.

The direction they left turned out to be the ancient Yellow River Road.

If Qin Mu and the others saw this scene, they would definitely be extremely surprised.

The divine bones turned out to be the remains of the ancestors, but Qin Mu sucked up the remaining spiritual consciousness in the remains of the ancestors.

If they knew this fact, would they fight him hard?

The answer is yes, and I'm afraid it's not just as simple as desperately.

Qin Mu and the others from Penglai Fairyland settled the half of the skeleton,

There was calm again.

The old Taoist commented on Qin Mu again, "Young man, your cultivation will definitely be higher than mine in the future."

Cheng Xueyi said, "Senior, you are humble. With your current cultivation, you are definitely No. 2000 in the world since 1."

The old man waved his hand, "Don't think so, old man, I'm just the guardian of the fairyland."

"It is said that above the sea of ​​darkness, there are five fairy mountains, and this is just one of them."

"But I've never seen the other fairy mountains. You can imagine how big the sea of ​​darkness is."

"Young people, I hope that after you go out, you must be modest and prudent, and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

"This cultivation base is the sea of ​​stars, and human beings are too small to be in it."

"One day, when your cultivation bases and merits are complete, you will naturally find that the vast stars are like being in the palm of your hand."

"The situation in the world is only in your mind, and that is the real power."

The three of them were horrified, how could there be such a powerful expert?
Could it be that there were such gods thousands of years ago?

Cheng Xueyi was smart, she asked, "Senior, you mean that there are other forces or sects in other fairy mountains, right?"

The old Taoist nodded and said, "That is inevitable. The world is so big, how can we allow us to guess at will."

"Okay, we got it!"

Qin Mu said sincerely.

"Since there is nothing else, let's go back!"

The three of them said their farewell, and once again took the roc to fly across the sea of ​​darkness and pass through the layer of purple mist.

Looking at the figures of the three, the old Taoist murmured, "Miracle, miracle!"

"Could it be that the Donghua lineage is about to rise again?"

He could only sigh in his heart.

After that battle, there is no strong man in the world.

Everyone is just groping in the dark with their own wisdom.

What exactly is the Mahayana method?

It was never seen again.

Even the first emperor's desire to live forever could not be satisfied after all.

However, there are some extremely talented people who have figured out the way by themselves and become ancient martial arts experts.

Even so, they also fell in the long river of history.

Even Emperor Wu was no exception.

The old Taoist is considered the luckiest one, he stumbled into the fairyland by mistake and achieved his current cultivation base.

Although he has obtained the inheritance of Taoism, he still needs to rely on his own talent to comprehend and penetrate.

Just when Qin Mu and the others left Penglai Fairyland, on the loess plateau on the Yellow River Ancient Road, people from Feixianmen rushed here again.

Their sense of smell is very sensitive, and they don't know what method they used to find this place accurately.

Looking at the pile of loess in front of him, the woman behind said, "Master, why is the environment in the secular world so bad?"

"Either a piece of yellow sand, or a piece of loess."

The middle-aged man said, "This is a world reduced to ruins after the Great War."

"Everything is reborn, everything starts from scratch, how can it recover so quickly?"

The woman curled her lips, "It's better for us at Feixianmen."

A man shrugged his nose and walked over, "There are a lot of bones buried here, and they are still newly buried."

Another man said, "Yes, there are as many as one or two hundred. Could it be that there is a war here?"

The middle-aged man said dejectedly, "Maybe they are arguing about the gods, the more this is the case, the more it shows that we are going in the right direction."

"I hope there will be no more accidents this time!"