Mo Heng and the psychic arrived together, above the red vortex with surging waves beneath their feet.
"The breath released by the hands of the devil seems to be very calm. It is not even as penetrating as the gloomy and cold breath emanating from the sea."
Mo Heng's clear eyes stared at Motian's hand, but he did not dare to act rashly.
Although the arm covered with scars looked ordinary, he also understood that the more ordinary things looked like, the more terrifying the dangers contained. He immediately said to the spiritual medium, "Psychic medium, the devil
How should we obtain the inheritance in the hands of heaven?"
"this…"
Asked like this by Mo Heng, the spiritual medium shook his head helplessly, "Back then, the Demon God only mentioned that the source of his power came from the hands of the Demon Heaven. But...how it should be inherited, he didn't tell me.
After all, when I was born from the inheritance, the Demon God was already an ancient giant in the saint realm, dominating the world."
Hear the sound.
Mo Heng could only keep his eyes on the scarred arms at his feet.
I stared at it for half an hour.
The roaring waves beneath your feet have become calmer.
At this time, suddenly a plume of black smoke began to rise from the broken arm. The smoke spread quickly, and following Mo Heng, he saw a man with a thin body and dark eyes, as if he had no pupils.
, and an old man with a pair of goat horns on his head slowly appeared.
"Well?" Mo Heng looked at this old man who was unreal but gave him an incomparable sense of reality. He pondered for a moment and then said, "Who is the senior?"
"Giggle, I really didn't expect that my phantom body, staying in this Tianfang world, would still be able to meet the boy with the ancient Fu Zhao? It's also interesting! Interesting! The heaven-defying Fu Zhao has been reduced to heaven and earth for countless years in ancient and modern times. You
It’s fate that the boy can get one here.”
The imaginary old man with goat horns looked at Mo Heng carefully and said with a smile, "How about if you can find the Demonic Hand left by me, you will be destined to me? But you want to get my inheritance?" The voice was full of temptation.
"If the seniors are willing to teach it, the juniors will naturally be willing."
Mo Heng nodded calmly, but there was a bit of solemnity in his heart. The golden tortoise shell was related to the secrets of the Tu people, and the magic weapon in his hand now, the Jiuyang Sword, happened to be the sacred object of the Tu people. In other words,
, he must have had something to do with the Tu tribe in this time and space.
Now this illusive old man had just come up and pointed his words at the golden tortoise shell. Naturally, he had to stay vigilant.
"Let's do this, you become my teacher. I will teach you all the Demonic Heaven Dao. In this way, you will have the ancient Talisman. When you understand its mysteries thoroughly in the future, it will be enough for me, Demonic Heaven."
The name has resounded throughout the world for countless years.”
After the old man with the goat's horns finished speaking, he stopped talking. Instead, he waited for Mo Heng's decision. It was impossible for him to pass on his orthodoxy to an unrelated creature. The distinction between master and disciple was enough for him to cultivate vigorously.
"Is it just that simple?"
Mo Hengcuo was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay! I am willing to become my teacher."
The old man in front of him obviously has some understanding of the secrecy between heaven and earth for countless years. And from the previous tone, it seems that the mystery of the ancient Fu Zhao is not just as simple as the surface. He worshiped the other party as his disciple. Not only can he get the chance to open up the Taoism
With the inheritance method, you can learn about many mysteries of heaven and earth, why not do it?
Who wants to.
Just as Mo Heng finished speaking, the vigilant voice of the psychic sounded in his mind, "Master, I didn't know how the Demon God obtained the inherited method back then. But... the Demon God never said that the Demon God
In his hands, a living being appeared, and there was no mention of becoming a disciple."
As early as the moment the psychic saw the old man with goat horns appearing in front of him, he started to be vigilant.
Until she remembers it for a long time...
Only after he was convinced that the devil had never mentioned this information did he dare to tell Mo Heng.
After all, the matter of becoming a disciple is inherently involved. If the Demon God had really met such a mysterious old man, why would he bother to search for the traces of the Holy Lord in the heaven and earth?
To know…
The old man in front of me seems to know a lot about the time, world, and world. Maybe he is a rumored Holy Master. If not, how can he create a saint-level existence based on inheritance alone? Don’t forget
, there are thousands of warriors in the Holy Land, but no one has ever achieved the realm of a saint in ancient and modern times. Of course, it is impossible for the warriors in the Holy Land to have ignorant qualifications. On the contrary... the warriors in the Holy Land are extremely talented, and many warriors are even more talented than the devil.
high.
but why!
Can the Demon God achieve the Saint Realm? Others cannot?! It is very possible that the inheritance that the Demon God received from the hands of Demon Heaven back then was thorough enough and contained a detailed enough understanding of heaven and earth!
Of course, it is also possible that the demon god is lucky and becomes a peerless giant in the saint realm through bad luck. Such a situation is not unheard of, but the psychic still has a vague feeling that the old man in front of him is a little weird. This is completely instinctive perception, even
When she sees the other person, she will feel a little creepy.
"Oh? The devil has never mentioned it?" After hearing what the spiritual medium said, Mo Hengxin sank again. He looked at the extremely calm old man with goat horns in front of him, but suddenly asked, "Senior, are you here?
Before I become a disciple, there is something that I would like to ask you."
Replace it with an ordinary warrior.
Even the warriors in the Holy Land would probably nod their heads in agreement without hesitation when they learned that if they became disciples of this mysterious being, they would be able to inherit the tradition.
But Mo Heng is different!
He has experienced enough, and the more he has experienced the past scenes, the more vigilant he becomes. After all, he is fundamentally different from the warriors of the Holy Land. He has many secrets, and even possesses artifacts that contain the origin of heaven and earth.
, can make saint-level beings go crazy.
Of course the most important thing.
Or he came to this world of time and earth with a mission that must be completed. Before the mission is achieved, his safety must not go wrong!
"Problem? Boy, what's your problem?" The old man with goat horns said in a calm voice. He didn't show any dissatisfaction.
Mo Heng said: "I would like to ask senior, what is the mystery of the ancient Fu Zhao?"
For now.
Apart from the ancient talisman Zhao, which can reverse the years, Mo Heng really knows very little about this mysterious tortoise shell. He once learned from Fushan Pass that the ancient talisman Zhao can be used to understand the mysteries of heaven and earth, but with his current situation
However, it is very difficult to cultivate oneself. To understand the world from ancient talismans, it is also impossible to know whether Fushan's words are rumors or true.
"You want to know the mystery of the ancient Fu Zhao?" The old man with goat horns narrowed his eyes, looked at Mo Heng for a while, and then smiled, "I don't know exactly what the mystery of the ancient Fu Zhao is. But I know,
Some ancient talismans can reverse the years and allow the soul to travel through the heaven and earth for countless years..."
His words.
But only the Holy Lord knew about it, and even the existence of saints in heaven and earth for many years had not been known. Now I just told Ke Moheng so easily, and I don’t know what the purpose is.
"Reverse the years?"
Mo Heng was not too surprised, and was even a little disappointed. He had already known that the ancient Fu Zhao could reverse the years. It was a pity that he did not ask for other information from the other party.
"Boy! Are you willing to become my teacher?" Looking at the silent Mo Heng, the voice of the old man with goat horns, although still calm, was faintly filled with dissatisfaction.
"Senior, this junior has thought about it for a while and is still not ready to accept senior as his teacher."
With that said, Mo Heng turned around and prepared to leave.
The old man in front of him seemed to be behaving normally, but like the psychic, Mo Heng always felt that there was something wrong with him for some reason. After careful consideration, he was still not prepared to take the risk. After all, he was not prepared to repeat the same thing.
The devil has opened up the old path of Taoism. Leaving now is the best choice.
unexpectedly…
Just in time.
The usually calm old man with goat horns suddenly became violent. Countless bright white lights began to burst out all over his body. Following the calm red vortex under his feet, he became excited again, like a ferocious beast, constantly attacking the sea surface.
This made Haibo become equally manic in an instant.
"Boy? Do you dare to play with me?"
As he spoke, a giant arm suddenly fell from the sky. The arm appeared without any warning, and its appearance was very similar to the scarred arm in the center of the whirlpool.
The only difference.
It was the heaven-defying arm in the sky. It was extremely huge, tens of thousands of meters in size, and it directly enveloped the sky. Then it 'boomed' so hard that the void began to burst, and it immediately struck towards Mo Heng.
"Psychic medium, do it!"
Mo Heng scolded, and at the same time, the magic weapon Nine Yang Sword was sacrificed. Since when facing the Holy Ancient Spirit, this reddish-brown long sword could burst out the ancient and majestic Holy Lord's will, maybe it can do it again now.
Appear.
Let him use the original artifact.
But he no longer has the courage. Ever since he learned from the Holy Ancient Spirit how valuable the original thing is, he will never continue to use it unless it is absolutely necessary. What's more, facing the existence of the Saint Realm, the original thing will also
It has no use at all, but when faced with a semi-saint warrior, a psychic medium is enough to deal with it.
"Yes! Master!"
The medium had been staying by Mo Heng's side before, and now he saw the arm at the top of the sky falling, the holy light all over his body flashing, and following the entire smaller body, he punched directly into the void above his head.
Bang——
An illusory arm rose into the sky.
It was originally only half a meter in size, but in an instant it became as big as a huge arm in the sky.
Boom boom——
The two huge arms collided, and under the shock, the scarred arm collapsed in an instant. It seemed that there was no way to resist the power of the psychic.