No one greeted the entrance of the village, and no one could even be seen from afar.

Time goes back not long ago - in the deserted village, Yunlong King was on the stone tablet in the center of the village. The elders surrounded him, and there were many new faces he had never seen before.

"That's how it is, what do you think?" Tianlong spoke. Although his body shrank a lot, he was still majestic.

Mo Zu trembled and pinched his beard, "So, is that really a demon?" In this suspicious tone, he could clearly hear the fear in his heart.

"Don't deceive yourself. In fact, you've noticed it a long time ago." Old Hua looked solemn.

"Can......"

"It's nothing, but this is a major event related to the human race in the future!" Hua Lao interrupted Mo Zu's fantasy. Obviously, he had no choice but to argue about this matter.

"You two are calmer, and the charlatan is awake, ask him what he thinks." Aunt Yan interrupted.

"Don't ask me, I'm really scared!" The charlatan hugged his head and took a few steps back, with an exaggerated expression.

"Are you stupid by lightning?" Aunt Yan mocked.

The charlatan glanced at Aunt Yan coldly and said tremblingly: "Huh, if I live, I will definitely be killed! Don't say that I have never advised you, this child is surrounded by a huge amount of causal aura, and I can't see through it at all. If it is too deep, be careful not to turn back!"

The sage was injured by the thunder tribulation. If it weren't for the Heavenly Covering Immortal Formation, his soul would have been scattered.

"Hehe, the old guy is even more cowardly than he used to be." Old Chi mocked.

He didn't say anything, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he became the focus of everyone's attention. Tianlong's huge vertical pupils and the old's eyes were all focused on him.

"Speaking of this, the other child seems to be your junior." Tianlong said in confusion.

Old Chi coughed awkwardly: "Cough...this is not about my child's business. My child is as famous as his name, innocent and has nothing to do with the demon!"

All the old men knew about Wuxie, and King Yunlong also guessed a lot from their expressions, so he turned to the charlatan and said in a narrow voice: "You can't figure out the demonized boy, where is the red-haired child?"

"There are also great taboos. I originally thought that he had a mysterious supreme physique, so his destiny level was too high, so I couldn't deduce it. But in my final deduction, I found that the fate of these two children was connected, which interfered with my deduction."

"I know so much. Don't ask me anymore. It's impossible to deduce it again. You must know that from coma, my soul has been shattering and reuniting. If I didn't want to start and end well, I would give up gathering my soul." The sage closed his eyes and would never go deeper.

"The hope of the human race will appear from here, so what does this hope mean? Deducing the world, deducing the momentum, which is different from the infinite possibilities of human beings, and the destiny of heaven is difficult to change. So what kind of omen is this?" Yunlong King looked towards the sky and said in a calm manner.

At this time, an old man in purple robe said sternly: "After all, we need to care about the future of the human race. When the demon tribulation comes, if the two of them have the only chance of life, then there is no choice! If the demon tribulation can be overcome, what happens later has nothing to do with us. As for the two of them, the demon will eliminate it and the demon will kill it by themselves. Whether life or death is decided by themselves!"

The old man with purple robe said to the point of being incisive, and everyone was worried about his mysterious demonic power, but it did not mean that he would become an abandoned son.

Demons are different from humans and demons. If the so-called cultivation of immortals in the world is to abandon all distracting thoughts and ask the true immortals with all their hearts, demons are loyal to their simple desires, pursue pure power, and do whatever they want, or even completely ignore what morality is.

Once you become a demon, your heart will sink deeper and deeper until you forget yourself, and finally you will embrace the power you cannot control, becoming the merit of a person who shouts to eliminate demons and defend the way.

However, those demons who intend to destroy the human race do not care about the immortal cultivators, so it is not impossible for the demon cultivators to become the power to resist the demon tribulation.

After a brief silence, King Yunlong said slowly: "But one thing you need to understand first. Not all demon clans are enemies of people, and there are many existences that can be negotiated. However, as the demon cultivator grows, he will inevitably become the public enemy of all living beings in the world in the end."

"Wait, Yun Feng's personality is obvious to all. The power is unknown, and the factors of the mysterious phenomenon many years ago are that perhaps he will not really be possessed by demons. It is theoretically not impossible to control the power of demons with the body of a mortal." Mo Zu found an opportunity to explain.

King Yunlong glanced at Mo Zu, as if thinking about something.

"We can guide us well, and things are done by others!" Mo Zu continued to defend Yun Feng while everyone did not respond.

Hua Lao shook his head and sighed: "Well, maybe we have lived for too long and don't know how to adapt. Brother Huang said that, anyway, if you take one step at a time, it will be a blessing or a blessing to fate."

Then the elders fell into silence, for no reason. All the elders felt the return of the two teenagers, but they were indifferent.

Mo Yunfeng and Chi Wuxie helped each other to step into the entrance of the village, and the solemn atmosphere made them even more panicked.

It was not until the two of them walked to Mozu's courtyard that the two elders Mo Chi took them home.

Before leaving, Mo Yunfeng saw a dragon riding the wind over the deserted village. His amber vertical pupils looked at Yunfeng deeply, which made Yunfeng's heart tremble.

"Stop watching, let's talk about it when you go back to the house." Mo Zu patted Yun Feng's shoulder lightly and took him back to the yard.

Yun Feng returned to the yard, and then Mo Zu's problems made him panic.

"Now we are the two of us, tell Grandpa Mo what happened."

"I...I don't know." Yunfeng was so scared that his eyes were filled with tears, and he said tremblingly: "At that time, I was so scared that I didn't want to die, and then I saw him."

"He? Who is he?"

"I don't know, it was pitch black around me at that time, and he was in the cell, saying that I could survive with just a touch."

"Then you touched it, and then you gained huge power but lost yourself." Mo Zu's expression was serious and even a little fierce.

"No, it's not me. After touching it, I lost consciousness. I could only vaguely feel that my body was being manipulated and I didn't know anything else. Grandpa Mo, believe me, it's really not me!" The boy became more and more anxious, and tears rolled down big and big.

Mo Zu frowned. With his cultivation level, he could naturally tell whether he was lying or not. But if this matter was true, it would be even more beyond his perception.

"You will never use this kind of power again. What if you are not facing monsters, but humans?" Mo Zu warned.

"No, Chi Wuxie is fine." Mo Yunfeng did not want to talk back to Mo Zu, but for some reason, he wanted to excuse this power.

"So, do you still want to use it?" Mo Zu glared.

"I, I won't use it anymore." Mo Yunfeng was frightened and quickly agreed.

"Then we'll make an agreement."

"Um."

On the other hand, Mr. Chi didn't ask any questions. He didn't like to think about it, so he naturally didn't pursue it.

Days passed day by day, but the deserted village that was still playing for a while ago was completely silent. The two teenagers stopped going out, and the old men almost never visited each other to chat.

At this time, Chi Lao's face was red and he was shouting loudly at his house, obviously he had just drunk wine.

"Boy, let me tell you that my most proud creation in my life is this deserted village. You can't tell it, this village is a huge magic weapon!"

"No one can guess this." Chi Wuxie complained in his heart, but did not say it, but pretended to be surprised: "So powerful!"

"This is a very high-level casting technique. Such a huge magic weapon must not only consider the formation, but also balance the spiritual energy and stabilize the golden evil to make people live in peace. Even the mountain protection formation of the sect is not as complicated as this village. How about it, is it powerful?"

Chi Wuxie was really moved this time. This process sounded like a challenge worth a try, so he said without hesitation: "Awesome!"

Old Chi laughed and exhaled a burst of alcohol. He patted Chi Wuxie's shoulder and said proudly: "I have already sorted out my life experience. After you go out, you should take it to study hard. It is best to steal some of the current powerful weapons and create your own supreme method, so that our Chi family will shine forever! Cough, cough cough."

Chi Wuxie blew the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly supported Chi Lao and said, "Ancestor, don't be excited, don't choke."

Mr. Chi took a breath and patted his chest and said boldly: "What a big deal, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

At the same time, Mo Yunfeng stood upright on the gun bar naked, and the long spear penetrated straight into the earth, and Yunfeng's task was to stand on it without falling.

"Concentrate! Focus! Control your own heart!" Mo Zu was extremely strict, although it was for Yun Feng's good.

"Grandpa Mo, I can't hold on!" Yun Feng gritted his teeth and struggled, his whole body covered with fine sweat, and every word seemed to have exhausted his strength.

"Stand for a moment! Otherwise there will be no supper tonight!"

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Yunfeng lay on the ground like a pool of soft mud. Mo Zu picked him up with one hand and threw him into the cauldron quite casually.

There are many extremely rare treasures of heaven and earth in the cauldron. Needless to say, the years are all so high that it is unbelievable.

Yunfeng could not bear such a medicinal bath at all, but Yunfeng's training just now made him numb, not to mention that Mo Zu cleverly sealed this medicinal power in Yunfeng's body, so Yunfeng did not feel very painful. It would be better to say that the steaming heat was accompanied by a little spicy feeling, which was really comfortable and relaxing.

Two months passed in a blink of an eye, and the old man Tian Chi came to Mo Zu's courtyard without any warning.

"Oh, rare guest." Mo Zu smiled.

"It's been a few days since we came." Then the atmosphere was silent again.

"Forget it and do the important thing, I brought this child here to tell a secret about my martial arts." When I said this, Mr. Chi was obviously not as powerful as before.

Mo Zu glared at his eyes and said in surprise: "Ten thousand years have passed, you can finally be unable to bear it."

"Tsk, you're not afraid that you will criticize me, but it doesn't matter now." Old Chi curled his lips and took out a jade box from his sleeve.

There are several pieces of old paper in the box. Although it is filled with a long-lasting atmosphere, it is preserved quite well.

First, the materials themselves should be extremely extraordinary, and secondly, the old man preserved them very carefully.

"Although they are all pages, these should be the whole article, and there is no incompleteness." Chi Lao said too.

Mo Zu carefully lifted the first page, and the words "Ji Tian Dao Sutra" were written on it.

"The Taoist scripture? What kind of scripture dares to call itself Tao!" Mo Zu was surprised, but more curious.

But the content on the second page made Mo Zu frown:

When heaven and earth are born, there are two poles. Does the sky have the extreme? Where is the earth have the extreme? Why is it called the two poles?

When the universe looks at each other, water and fire are incompatible, is it the mustard seeds that bring Sumeru, or?

......

"What...what is this!" Although Mo Zu finished reading it all, he still couldn't understand it.

"This is the capital I made a fortune at the beginning. Although I can't understand it, just a small part of what I understand has made me a lifetime."

After Mo Zu finished reading, the two boys put their heads up to observe. At this moment, an incredible situation occurred.

Yun Feng's right eye suddenly emitted a strange light, and the black and red streaming light leaped, and the pupils seemed to be rotating endlessly, reincarnation.

Suddenly all the words in the secret book were printed in the void, and then merged into each other until they turned into chaos and were sucked into Yun Feng's eyes.

"Hiss!" Yun Feng noticed the abnormality in his right eye and hurriedly covered it with his hands. However, after just a few breaths, the flowing light dimmed and his pupils returned to their original state.

Although the abnormality was short, it made the two elders feel boundless fear, because in that chaos, they felt the "Dao intention" far higher than their level.

"What happened!" Mo Zu asked.

When Yunfeng heard the inquiry, he panicked again: "I really don't know, so I felt my eyes hurt, and then I went in, and then I didn't know anything."

"Forget it, we can't see through anyway. We originally planned to let you find a way to imprint it, but now it seems that there is no need." Old Chi seemed much more indifferent.

"Old guy, are you explaining your funeral?" Mo Zu mocked.

"It's almost the same. I'll let you accompany you anyway, haha." Boss Chi laughed and left, and the deserted village became silent again.

However, no one noticed that in this silent village, disaster had already quietly come.
Chapter completed!