Hearing Meng Hao's words, the elders in the hall who were inclined to the Fang Wei lineage all looked at Meng Hao with expressions expressionless, while those from the direct lineage looked at Meng Hao with worries. But since Meng Hao had chosen,

It is inconvenient for them to persuade.￡∝

Especially this time in the Ancestral Land Trial, the Great Elder had made all the existing crises clear. Under such circumstances, Meng Hao still chose to step in, which made Uncle Nineteenth and those direct elders feel

At Meng Hao’s insistence.

They could only sigh inwardly.

The Great Elder glanced deeply at Meng Hao. His expression showed no inner thoughts, but his gaze seemed... strange to Meng Hao.

The most exciting person was Fang Xiushan. He took a deep breath and looked at Meng Hao with a calm expression, but his heart was filled with murderous intent. Next to him, Fang Wei's grandfather was frowning in thought, looking at the Great Elder and Meng Hao.

I glanced at it, and I didn't know why, but I had some bad feelings in my heart.

"Since you have made your choice, then go ahead." The Great Elder was silent for a moment, and when he spoke calmly, he raised his right hand and waved, and immediately a soft wind swept Meng Hao straight towards the whirlpool of the main hall.

"In two months, the ancestral land will be opened again, and you can come out at that time. During these two months... you can take care of yourself." When the great elder's voice echoed, Meng Hao was already flying up in the gentle wind and blinked.

Approaching the whirlpool, he looked at the scenes inside the whirlpool, his heart beating wildly, and a sense of reminiscence came to his mind.

boom!

His body instantly touched the whirlpool, as if sinking into the water, and the whole person disappeared into the whirlpool. Then the whirlpool suddenly shook, stopped rotating, and dissipated into the hall.

Almost at the moment when the vortex disappeared, on the Dongsheng Star, nine areas erupted with black light at the same time. They were nine formations. Within the formation, nine people wearing black robes were sitting cross-legged.

A monk who is expressionless and full of coldness.

These nine people had extremely strong evil spirits all over their bodies, as if countless people had died in their hands.

If Meng Hao were here, people would be able to recognize him at a glance. On his way from the South Sky Star to the East Victory Star, those who ambushed him and his Nineteenth Uncle, and these nine men in black, no matter how they dressed or felt,

All exactly the same!

They were sitting cross-legged in the formation, and at this moment, the light of the formation emitted. Their figures all disappeared at the same time that Meng Hao stepped into the ancestral land.

At the same time that they disappeared, deep underground in the Fang family's ancestral home, among the seven withered figures who were awakened by Meng Hao's divine fire origin on the rising sun, the old man wearing a red robe, his eyes,

Suddenly it opened, revealing endless vicissitudes of life.

"This little guy has very strong blood... He is a descendant of my eldest brother's lineage, and he should be the proud one of this generation of the family." When the old man whispered to himself, his eyes suddenly flashed, as if he felt the disappearance of hundreds of men in black.

, there was a flash of coldness in his eyes.

"It's interesting that someone actually dares to violate the clan rules and fight within the family... and the location is in the ancestral land!" The old man's eyes became even colder.

"Sixth Brother's lineage..." The old man thought deeply, frowned, and looked into the distance, at the sixth fuzzy figure sitting cross-legged and meditating in a dark cave.

There are a total of seven people in the underground world of this ancestral home, including him. Originally, he should be sleeping and will not wake up in this era. According to the family rules, the sixth ancestor will wake up in this thousand years.

But on the day of the rising east, Meng Hao's divine fire source activated the old man's own aura, causing him to wake up early. He originally wanted to continue sleeping, but now he changed his mind.

"Sixth Brother is in a fugue, his soul is not in his body." The old man was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

"Reincarnation Art, this Taoist technique, Sixth Brother has mastered it to the extreme, but...is it worth it?" The old man closed his eyes, but the moment he closed his eyes, a ray of his consciousness came out silently.

, after merging with heaven and earth, it formed a ray of spiritual thought, and followed the mysterious pulling force to... the ancestral land!

The sky and the earth roared, and thunder seemed to tear open the sky and pour down onto the earth from behind the clouds. The ground was brown, as if it was painted with blood, and as far as the eye could see, it was boundless.

There are clumps of grass and cracks on the ground, covering a lot of areas.

The meaning of desolation exists between heaven and earth and will last forever. There are ruins in the distance, and further away, there is a volcano, which is erupting into billowing clouds and smoke.

Occasionally, one or two astonishing roars will be heard from nowhere, the sound is like a strong wind, shaking all directions.

This place is mysterious because it was once a fairy ruin, and this place is solemn because it is now the ancestral home of the Fang family.

A generation of ancestors are buried here, and there are also some ancestors in the clan after that. As long as they can step into the Tao realm and pass away, they will all be here.

The entire ancestral land is a long arc. The deeper you go, the more dangerous it becomes. At the entrance, on the brown land, there are two mountain ranges.

These two mountain ranges are like two stone dragons, towering and rugged.

Between the mountains, there is a road, like a line of sky, leading to the ancestral land. It seems to be the gate of the ancestral land, but there is no real door. There is... a statue higher than the mountain!

This statue seems to be integrated with the mountains, indistinguishable from each other. It is completely black, covered in thick armor, and has both hands on a big sword. It looks extremely vicissitudes of life.

This sword is dozens of feet wide and pierces into the earth. The sword body is carved with ancient runes. In its simplicity, it has a profound meaning that is unclear to people.

The eyes of the statue have no sparkle, which makes the statue itself lose its vitality, as if it is standing there just as a decoration to protect the ancestral land.

Just looking from a distance, this statue raised its head and looked lonely at the distant sky, as if looking at the end of the sky, as if...waiting for something.

Anyone who has been to the ancestral land of the Fang family knows this statue. According to legend, the origin of this statue is mysterious. It was the time when the Ji family changed the sky and seized the Ninth Mountain and Sea. This statue moved on its own.

Flying in the starry sky.

Then, the Fang family placed this statue here as the guardian of the ancestral land.

Even many years ago, there were rumors that this statue would not only protect the ancestral land, but also protect the bloodline of the entire Fang family.

But too much time has passed, and all the legends have disappeared. Today, although many people in each generation of the Fang family have seen this statue, they will still think of those misty legends, but... it is just

Just a legend.

As for the statue raising its head, as if waiting, it was gradually ignored.

No one knows why it flew to Fang's house on its own... and what it is waiting for.

The aura of a powerful man emanated from it. The aura was so strong that it was earth-shattering. From Meng Hao's point of view, even the Great Elder could not compare with this statue.

Just how powerful it is... He didn't know the former Meng Hao, but now, when he saw this statue, he understood that it was... similar to the aura of the Supreme!

Meng Hao stood on the ground between the two mountain ranges. He was right here when he appeared. He stared blankly at the statue. He remained motionless and silent.

He knew that this place must be a killing situation for him. He understood that his best choice was to give up entering here according to the arrangement given by the great elder.

Originally, he had indeed planned to do this, but when he saw the huge statue in the ancestral land in the scene inside the vortex, Meng Hao's heart roared.

The roar was so powerful that it directly overwhelmed his mind, as if it was pulling him back to his past memories.

Meng Hao's body trembled slightly, his eyes revealed deep memories, and his body involuntarily walked forward until he came to the statue. When he stood at the foot of the statue, Meng Hao raised his right hand and touched the statue.

.

His hands were trembling, and after touching the statue, Meng Hao's body was also trembling. He slowly raised his head, looking at the statue that was taller than the mountain, and his body slowly rose into the air.

The speed was very slow, as if he wanted to put the statue completely and clearly in his mind, until he flew in front of the statue's head. Meng Hao looked into the eyes of the statue, and tears... fell from his eyes.

"Terracotta warriors..." Meng Hao murmured softly, tears running down his cheeks and dripping down. The terracotta warriors in his memory were originally more than ten feet tall, but even though they had become so huge now, Meng Hao could still feel the

, the connection between myself and these warriors.

The reason why he chose to step into his ancestral land even though he knew the danger was... this statue!

In the main hall, the moment he saw the statue in the vortex, Meng Hao couldn't believe it.

How could he forget this statue...how could he forget this statue, how could he...forget this statue!

That was... one of the two terracotta warriors that his adoptive father, Ke Yunhai, personally refined for him in the second realm of the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect, in the ancient illusion!!

Meng Hao will never forget his life as Ke Jiusi in the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect.

"Father..." Meng Hao cried. He trembled, looking at the statue in front of him, tears streaming down his face. All the memories of the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect appeared in his mind. Ke Yunhai's stern yet kind face,

Appeared in front of Meng Hao again.

The ninety-nine death knells from back then seemed to echo in Meng Hao's ears again.

He originally thought that he would never see these two terracotta warriors again. He searched for them, but in the third realm of the Ancient Demon Immortal Sect, in the real world, he could not find them.

Meng Hao never expected that here, in the ancestral land of the Fang family, he would actually... see this statue.

Only these terracotta warriors, which Ke Yunhai knew that his life span was short and had been refined by Meng Hao himself in the hope of protecting him throughout his life, could allow Meng Hao to step in without hesitation even though he was aware of the danger.

Even if the danger level here was countless times greater, Meng Hao would come without thinking.

All because of... Ke Yunhai!

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