"Well, if it wasn't for this big formation, could I be this cultivation now?" The ape looked at the fog and sighed.

Why he was so high at that time, but now he is reduced to such a situation. Even if he hides in such a small planet, there are still people to pursue him. Finally, he is forced to reveal himself, and this soul can be preserved. But the old man is not a thief. He doesn't know what kind of prohibition has been imposed here, so that he can't get out of the Yuqing mountains. A hundred years ago, he thought his strength was enough, But he was injured by the prohibition, and his cultivation fell to this point, and his body, which had been solidified for a hundred years, was destroyed.

"Old man, sooner or later, the ancestor will kill your dog's nest and kill all your bears and grandchildren. The male will be killed and the female will be enslaved..." the saint ape muttered and floated slowly towards the place where song Tianxuan was.

Song Tianxuan controls the spirit of the saint ape to enter song Tianxuan's body and quickly turns into a spot of light to repair song Tianxuan's spirit. At night, song Tianxuan slowly opens his eyes and controls the spirit of the saint ape to dissipate.

The cave is like a well head. The entrance is only the size of two people and is more than 20 feet deep.

In front of his eyes, there was a bright moon in the sky, and the stars fell on Song Tianxuan leaning against the cave wall.

The memory of the saint ape surges in like a tide. The pursuit of six people, the demonization of song Tianxuan, and Ziyan sacrifice her life to save song Tianxuan. Every scene makes song Tianxuan's blood flow up. His chest is stuffy, and he vomits a mouthful of black blood on one side of his body.

Ziyan is lying on his leg, still in a coma. Under the moonlight, she has some pale face, weak breathing, accompanied by bursts of maddening faint body fragrance... Song Tianxuan restrains his desire, clenches his teeth, bears the pain, helps it away, takes out a Wupin Huiling pill and puts it in Ziyan's mouth. The power of the medicine slowly disperses, and slowly restores Ziyan's four limbs.

Song Tianxuan also took pills, sat down on his knees, and slowly recovered his aura. This battle has offended the ninghou mansion, the Yaozong sect, the four major sects, and the mysterious master Fang.

I underestimated the influence of Danyun God Dan in this continent. Now xuanhuang spirit is still sleeping. Everything depends on myself.

Inside the spear, the spear spirit was trapped in the cage of the strange golden characters, and did not move.

Song Tianxuan took out the jade card. When he demonized, it was the sound of the jade card that inspired the inheritance of the spirit of neimaoshan, which suppressed the spirit of the immortal spear. Otherwise, he would never wake up again.

"Maoshan, you can seal heaven and earth..." Song Tianxuan murmured with a jade card.

"I don't know how to inject spiritual power..."

Song Tianxuan put the remaining faint aura on the jade plate along his fingertips. Suddenly, the jade plate turned and floated in the air. A line of words appeared on the cave wall, and the golden light flashed.

"If you want to inherit the" yellow "brand of Maoshan, you need to inherit the blood of Maoshan before you can recognize the master." Next to it, there is another map. Song Tianxuan's eyes are fixed on it. It is the topographic map of Qingyu mountain, and the location of the jade plate is a little flickering on the map paper.

Song Tianxuan understood why Si Niang came out of Qingyu mountain and passed it on to Maoshan. This is why he would rather fight against Qixing Pavilion and get a jade medal.

"It seems that Si Niang has hidden a lot, at least she didn't say it." Song Tianxuan said in secret, but on second thought, he had never heard of Maoshan in the Seven Star Kingdom. How could they know what Maoshan is.

What's more, it's the blood of the inheritors of Maoshan. This function is just like chicken ribs, but it's the ninth generation inheritance of Maoshan, a sect. According to xuanhuang Zhiling, it has been at least ten thousand years, and now it's the ninth generation. This sect inheritance is really poor.

Song Tianxuan looked at the light spot. It was within the forbidden area of Yuqing mountain. It was at least ten thousand miles away from the core of Yuqing mountain. The saint ape's half day effort and speed were all open. Although he took two people, he also ran as much as eight thousand miles.

"Blood? It's blood essence. I've got the ninth generation of Maoshan inheritance. Although I don't know what's the use, I must be able to open it. " Song Tianxuan thought, stretched out his right hand, grasped the jade plate, and a drop of blood essence flew out of his eyebrow. His originally pale face turned white.

He has to find out what this inheritance is about. The spear spirit doesn't know when he will be able to rush out. When his spirit is not strong enough, won't he lose his mind again?

The sooner the better

The blood essence enters the jade plate and flows along the groove on the jade plate in a flash until it is completely covered. The jade plate gradually rises in front of song Tianxuan and suddenly comes out of it.

This man is old, holding a dragon's crutch, a white robe, long white hair down to his waist, like an old fairy, standing under the golden light of jade.

"Young man, are you the ninth generation of Maoshan?" The old man looked at Song Tianxuan with a smile, with a kind face.

This voice is the voice of the seal gun spirit.

"Song Tianxuan, thank you for your help." Song Tianxuan half knelt down in a hurry to thank him. If it wasn't for the old man, I'm afraid he would have died long ago.

The old man looked at Song Tianxuan from head to foot, and suddenly said with a smile, "reincarnated? How could Maoshan choose a reincarnator? This is the first time. Hehe, little fellow, get up. You are the ninth generation of Maoshan and the eighth generation of Laofu. Now you are my disciple of Maoshan. You should call me master. "

Surprised, song Tianxuan got up and bowed down: "do you know that I am reincarnated?"

"What's the difficulty of knowing your reincarnation? That girl is also reincarnated, and the origin is extraordinary, eh? " The old man whispered, and saw a line that tied them together, but it was thousands of knots.

Song Tianxuan sighed to himself that Maoshan was really powerful. He could see them through at a glance and asked, "what's the problem, master?"

The old man touched the snow-white beard and laughed: "there are thousands of knots in love. Ha ha, you touched her solution, but your reincarnation not only has no solution, but also retains all the things of the previous life. As far as I know, there is only one thing that can be achieved in the world."

Song Tianxuan's heart clapped for a moment. How could the old man know everything?

"Ha ha, don't worry. I've already been killed. Now I'm just a shadow. I can't help you." The old man looked at Song Tianxuan with a smile: "I don't know how that thing would condescend to help you. Hehe, with his temperament, it's not easy."

"Master, what school is Maoshan? Why have I never heard of it? What kind of existence is that gunslinger? " Song Tianxuan asked.

"Maoshan? Maoshan is the biggest orthodoxy between heaven and earth. It is also a title. Those who can seal heaven and earth are called Maoshan. " The old man didn't move. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Maoshan uses Fushu. You must have inherited it. You can't say more than I do. The Fuli in it is all the inheritance of Maoshan."