Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Old Yuan's small courtyard was in ruins.

Obviously, this place has already been patronized by people, but it is not known whether it is the two dead ghosts of Jiguizong, or the master of the town magic division.

They all came for Old Yuan.

rumbling...

A gust of wind howled, and Zhou Dao appeared like a ghost with Yuan Lao in his arms. His speed was unimaginably fast, especially after stepping into the Nine Transformations, which was beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

Zhou Dao put Mr. Yuan down gently, leaning against the big tree that was cut in half, and fed a [Bie Jing Pill].

As soon as Dan Wan entered the mouth, a tinge of blood returned to his pale face immediately, and Yuan Lao's chest heaved slightly.

Pooh...

Yuan Lao struggled slightly, showing pain, with purple-black blood protruding from the corner of his mouth.

"Little thing... in the end... it's promising..." Old Yuan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Zhou Dao weakly, and couldn't help showing a gratified smile.

"This trick really can't hide it from you."

"Hehe, didn't you say that good people don't live long, and evil people last for thousands of years? You still want to live a thousand years old!" Zhou Dao grinned and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Stinky boy, scold me in a different way." Yuan Lao shook his head slightly: "My own body knows it. After this calamity, I'm afraid I won't live long."

Zhou Dao was silent when he heard the words.

Indeed, Mr. Yuan was already old. When he was young, he was seriously injured and left behind hidden diseases. Over the years, he had suffered such heavy injuries and lost his vitality. For the old man, it has already hurt the root.

"You're not a child anymore, don't make such a gesture." Yuan Lao took Zhou Dao's hand, looked him up again, and showed a satisfied smile: "You are a master now, you should know the truth of life and death..."

"In my life, I have seen high mountains, walked through low valleys, seen the nine-day moon, and tasted the bitter well water. I have experienced the scenery, and I have also experienced abjection... It is not in vain to have someone like you to send me on my last journey. Walk through the world."

Yuan Lao looked at Zhou Dao with relief and relief in his eyes.

He still remembers the first time he met Zhou Dao, he was completely stupefied and went to the black market to sell Yaozhen without anyone to guide him.

Perhaps it was fate, Yuan Lao accepted the business, and since then, this young man has been running to him every now and then.

After a long time, the taste of business has faded, and in Yuan Lao's eyes, Zhou Dao has long been regarded as a junior.

Looking at it now, Zhou Dao is already a top master who can intimidate Pingjiang City.

Being able to achieve such an achievement, Yuan Lao is full of comfort.

"Old Yuan, you are indeed old, but you are just talking. I think you can live for a long time, so let's save these words for later."

Zhou Dao waved his hands, but his heart was full of warmth.

Old Yuan did feel like he was running out of oil, but at least he could live for a while. With his current methods, he found some panacea to replenish his vitality and prolong his life. It didn't seem to be a problem.

"I don't say some things now, I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future."

Yuan Lao shook his head,

Pointing to the ruins not far away.

"Under my house, I've dug nine feet into the ground, and there's something, please help me get it out."

Zhou Dao's heart moved, he followed the direction and came to the direction of Yuan Lao's house without further questioning.

At this moment, there are ruins, rubble and broken tiles under his feet.

rumbling...

Zhou Dao circulated his blood energy and stomped on the ground lightly, only to hear a loud noise, and the ruins under his feet instantly crumbled into pieces.

At the same time, a seven or eight long crack opened on the ground.

In the dark depths, there is actually a thick steel door.

"Can you open it? This door is made of black iron diamond, there is no key..." Yuan Lao asked.

This is a dead door, the material used is extremely special, it is isolated from detection, and it is extremely strong, even a master of the real fire nine layers may not be able to open it.

Back then, it took Yuan Lao a lot of effort to refine this steel door.

Zhou Dao didn't speak, he jumped down from Shenhou, put his five fingers together, and slammed into the steel door directly.

There was only a "click", and the seven or eight-inch thick steel door was directly torn open by Zhou Dao.

Under the steel door was a pitch-black iron box, engraved with the undulating river water, a black dragon entrenched in the middle of the river one day, dragging the lock with its claws.

The lock was actually a talisman.

"This is..." Zhou Dao couldn't help being moved, and had some vague guesses.

He picked up the iron box, and felt an extreme coldness coming from inside, and at the same time, a wave seemed to revive the moment he touched it.

"Living thing!?"

Zhou Dao was startled, holding the black iron box, and jumped out of the deep pit.

Seeing that he had taken out something, Mr. Yuan couldn't help sighing: "As expected of a strong man of nine transformations, the gate of death forged by black iron diamond can be opened with flesh and blood."

"Old Yuan, what is this?" Zhou Dao put down the iron box and asked.

"This is the ancestral artifact passed down from generation to generation by the Yuan family, the ominous thing in the Nielong River."

Old Yuan looked complicated, looked at Zhou and said, "Do you know where the three families in Pingjiang City came from?"

Zhou Dao shook his head, expressing his ignorance.

"Many years ago, the ancestors of the Sanmen were just fishermen who relied on the Nielong River to make a living. Fell in the thunder of the black sky, fell into the river..."

"Later, people said that it was Dragon King Dujie who was struck to death by the thunder."

"It was that night that the Nielong River stopped flowing, and a section was exposed, and there was a big tomb inside."

"What? Big grave?" Zhou Dao was taken aback, showing surprise.

Yuan Lao nodded. This is a secret kept by the three families, and only a very few people know it.

"It is said to be a large tomb, but it is actually an arched terrain. It looks like a tomb bag, but it is engraved with dense words and symbols."

"What's written on it?" Zhou Dao asked.

Yuan Lao shook his head: "The characters are extremely old and difficult to decipher, not to mention that the ancestors of the three sects were fishermen, how much knowledge do they have?"

"At that time, those three people also had the courage to open the grave, who would have thought that what was pressed underneath would be a disaster..."

"The tomb bag was opened, and the disaster hidden inside was rediscovered, and the ancestors of the three sects instantly became astonishingly powerful, extraordinary and extraordinary." Yuan Lao said solemnly.

"Among them, the ancestors of Longmen gained the most powerful power. Later, Longmen has always been ranked first in Pingjiang City, and its status cannot be shaken."

"As for the ancestor of Hongmen, he is male and female, too feminine and the weakest."

"On the other hand, the ancestors of Yuanmen were hot-tempered, cruel and ruthless, and their strength was second only to the ancestors of Longmen."

"It is precisely because of this opportunity that the foundations of the three great aristocratic families in the future have been laid, which will be passed down from generation to generation and last forever."

Having said that, Yuan Lao looked at the pitch-black iron box in front of Zhou Dao.

"What did they find at the bottom of the Nielong River?" Zhou Dao asked.

Old Yuan stretched out his hand to caress the pitch-black iron box, his voice became deep and mysterious.

"Three bugs!!!"

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