After listening to Thirteen's words, even though Mo Yan was a monk and had a world more mysterious than the two world stones in his hand, he still felt like he was listening to stories, and it was a fairy tale theme... It was really dazzling... Mo Yan thought to himself that if he had been born for thousands of years, he would seem to be able to sigh, "My Tao is not lonely." Although the spiritual energy of the young land had already begun to dry up, it was gradual and did not completely dissipate in one go. Strictly speaking, the thousands of years of Dharma-Ending Age and the current Dharma-Ending Age are two different concepts. Compared with the two, if the era Mo Yan was in is considered a low-martial and low-mart era, then the era in which Yunluodao Palace is the high-energy era of high-martage and high-martage!

The so-called things are divided into categories and live in groups. Those with the same genus will always attract each other unconsciously. If possible, Mo Yan really wants to travel to the era in which Yunluo Dao Palace is located, and to appreciate the style of those predecessors and sages... "Gathering spirits with arrays and studying the technology of traveling through space is really high-end and cutting-edge..."

Mo Yan shook his head and sighed that he had admired the predecessors thousands of years ago to the extreme.

Although he has the other world in his hand, it is equivalent to mastering a thoroughfare that is separated from the world, this so-called mastery is actually just passive acceptance, a legacy of entering the front, and cannot be considered a real mastery. This is like a rich second generation who inherited billions of wealth. It seems to be extremely glorious, as if he can buy the whole world, but in fact, it is not him who is really awesome, but his father who created these wealth.

Mo Yan claims to be smart, and is also rich in exploration and pioneering spirits, but compared with the predecessors and sages for thousands of years, it is like a small witch and a big witch, and it is not worthy of even bringing shoes in... When Mo Yan sighed, Thirteen continued: "The terrain in Yunluo Mountain is rugged, and the spiritual energy is not as abundant and even as the plains, so the predecessors of Yunluo Dao Palace set up a large array here, gathering the spiritual energy of the ten directions as the formation pivot, and using the two realms stones as the formation eye to set up these ten directions of the two realms. Speaking of which, this is the matter before the Yunluo Dao Palace disappeared, if the Tao Palace

Still there, it takes about a hundred years to make the stones of the two realms come out. Unfortunately, the world changes, and after forty years the ten formations of the two realms were laid, the Yunluo Dao Palace disappeared strangely. For the predecessors of the Yunluo Dao Palace, it was a failure, but for us younger generations, it was a way out. Speaking of which, although the Yunluo Dao Palace is a holy land of Taoism, it is extremely domineering. In their eyes, not to mention the entry of ordinary people, even ordinary monks are no different from ants. Therefore, monks without roots have always stayed away from the entry of Yunluo Dao Palace..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly shook his head and said, "Forget it, no matter what, they are also predecessors and sages. The contributions to this world are also very prominent. Whether it is a merit or a failure, it is not something that a junior like a certain family can comment on... Speaking of which, this ten-sided formation in the two realms is also a relic they left for the descendants!"

When Mo Yan heard this, he knew that although the guy in front of him was a stubborn person, he was actually a grassroots in the era when Yunluo Dao Palace still existed... Otherwise, he would not have known the real reason for the disappearance of Yunluo Dao Palace.

"Brother Thirteenth, which dynasty did you come from? How many years have passed since the era when Yunluodao Palace disappeared?" Mo Yan asked.

When Thirteen was very happy when he heard Mo Yan calling him his brother, his sternum immediately became taller and said, "A certain family was Qin. Before he died, the king's surname was Ying and his name was Ren Hao..."

Ying Renhao?

Mo Yan quickly searched in his mind, and couldn't help but be amazed. Isn't Ying Renhao the king of Qin State in the chunqiu period and Qin Mu Duke?

Duke Mu of Qin was an enclosure from BC (621). In this way, the guy with the Taoist name Thirteen in front of him has been more than two thousand years... Thirteen continued: "When it comes to Yunluo Dao Palace, in fact, no one knows that it disappeared in that year. A certain family only knows that it has disappeared for at least a thousand years... "

Mo Yan couldn't help but say wonderingly: "Then how did you know it? From your tone just now, you seem to be very familiar with Yunluo Dao Palace. If you don't know, you think you and Yunluo Dao Palace are from the same period!"

Thirteen glanced at Mo Yan, with a hint of contempt and said, "No one was born to be an omniscient and omnipotent. Even a casual cultivator like a certain family has a master. Although he does not know the secrets of the past, it does not mean that the teacher of a certain family does not know..."

Mo Yan couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He had no teacher or formal inheritance, and subconsciously he always felt that the same was true for the others. Speaking of which, this was also a kind of obstacle to knowledge.

Thirteen said again: "Speaking of this, a certain family also has questions to ask you, don't you know if you can give me a message?"

Mo Yan knew what he wanted to ask, so he said, "No need to ask, I will tell you the answer... For me, you have been in the same place as you were more than two thousand years ago."

Just now, because he was anxious to find the black cat, he didn't have time to answer these questions. Now he was on the way to find the black cat, his feet were constantly, his eyes were constantly, and his mouth was empty, so he didn't mind answering a few words casually... Has it been more than two thousand years?

Thirteen couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Does Qin still exist?"

Mo Yan glanced at him and said, "The Qin State has disappeared for a long time, but you don't have to be too sad. Although Qin State died, it also died at its peak. No matter how many years have passed, its status in the history of alchemy books is irreplaceable..."

He read history books well and had a strong memory. He searched in his mind and briefly explained the glorious and majestic posture of Qin after Duke Mu of Qin.

What he said was very simple, but there were no mistakes in the key points.

After hearing this, Thirteen murmured: "Is Qin Ershi dead?"

He was depressed, not entirely because of the destruction of Qin. A monk like him no longer had much interest in the replacement of the regime in the secular world. What really made him unable to let go was that he had been sleeping in this ghost place for almost three thousand years... The country has died, so he doesn't care much, but what about those who have been in the past? Now it may have turned into a cup of loess!

Thirteen was feeling a little depressed, and Mo Yan ignored him and continued to search forward.

Whether it is his hometown or his hometown, he has been dead for thousands of years. If he was sad because of the sorrow of this bone, it would really be true to the old saying "I worry for the ancient times."

Mo Yan didn't have time to be a close sister, and even left the two world stones behind him. For him, the most urgent task was to find the whereabouts of the Black Cat.

Speaking of which, when Thirteen mentioned the real use of the two realms stones, Mo Yan suddenly understood why before entering the ten-sided formations of the two realms, he had a strong impulse to grab the two realms stones in his hand. First, the two realms stones are the truth of earth movement, which is of great benefit to the other world. Secondly, if the two realms stones breed stone spirits, they can explore and even communicate with different dimensions. This is also of great help in finding the whereabouts of Yunluodao Palace, which is hidden where they are.

These two benefits are clearly on the surface. The former is of great use to Mo Yan, while the latter is of great use to black cats.

But for some reason, Mo Yan had a vague premonition that the two world stones had a more important role for him.

But this feeling is looming. When you don’t think about it, it always flashes like lightning in your mind, making you have to pay attention to it. But when you really think about it carefully, you have no clue.

"Don't worry, focus first and find the cat that makes things worry-free. If you find her, you will slowly think about other things..."

This two-world ten-sided array is undoubtedly a dangerous situation for other people, but for Mo Yan, at least so far, he did not feel any pressure... At this time, he had decided in his heart that if he still couldn't find the black cat in ten minutes, he had to play the role of the city manager and come here again. He had a natal soul sword in his hand, and he just needed to absorb all the woody aura in the magic array. The two-way ten-sided array that lost balance may not be paralyzed immediately, but it is inevitable to reveal a flaw. The essence of the magic array lies in balance and circulation. When it shows flaws, breaking the array is only a matter of time!

"Let's go there..."

Mo Yan pointed to the direction of the school center and let Thirteen explore the way forward.

Thirteen nodded silently, turned around and moved forward.

As soon as I walked out of ten meters, a faint vibration suddenly came from the ground... This vibration was not violent at first, but it was a little trembling, but two seconds later, the vibration on the ground began to intensify, as if thousands of troops were running from afar!

Shisan and Mo Yan turned their heads and looked to the southeast at the same time. The vibration on the ground was heard from here.

"Boom..."

As the ground was vibrating more and more violently, a violent explosion suddenly came from the southeast!

The explosion sounded very loud, causing pain to penetrate the eardrums, but there was no unexpected fire or smoke... Mo Yan frowned slightly, but the next moment, the two eyebrows stretched out in a moment... At this time, with the explosion, a demonic energy rushed to the southeast!

This demonic aura was extremely abundant and violent and fierce. After being startled in the air, it suddenly came towards Mo Yan... The demonic aura came fiercely, with violence and domineeringness!

Thirteen songs were in the brunt of the brunt of the demonic aura. The two soul fires in his eyes trembled rapidly, and endless fear arose in his heart!

In front of Mo Yan, he claimed to be a high-level entry, but in fact he was really a high-level entry. In terms of cultivation, at least in the Dharma-Ending Age, he could be regarded as an absolute high-level entry.

But this kind of "high entry" is actually relative, not absolute.

Facing the fierce and stern demonic aura in front of him, Gao Rushisan immediately felt that he was really weak!

This weakness is a kind of weakness in the realm and a kind of suppression at the biological level.

Irresistible, irresistible!

Thirteen had unprecedented fear and despair, so he made an unexpected move... "Wow..."

Thirteen's whole body trembled slightly, and in half a second it dispersed all the skeletons, disguised himself as dry bones on the ground... Mo Yan couldn't help but be stunned... He looked at the bones all over the ground and the bones rolling into a dark corner of Yin, desperately drilling into the mound of soil, and ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing by in his heart...
Chapter completed!