"Letters?"

Qin Mo frowned slightly, a little puzzled, why did the ancestor put a letter on the second mezzanine instead of putting it with the manuscript.

When I opened the letter, there was a letter, a map, and a hand that looked like gold.

The handwriting in the letter was written by the ancestor Qin Qishuo, after Qin Mo read it, his expression couldn't help but change, and he was secretly a little surprised, the content of this letter involved a lot of secrets, including what Qin Qishuo had experienced before he came to Burning Town.

The letter mentioned that more than 150 years ago, the place where Qin Qishuo lived with his clan was in Xiling Battle City in the western part of Zhentian Kingdom. It was only later that a big battle broke out in Xiling Battle City, most of the Qin family were killed and wounded, and the remaining Qin family members left Xiling Battle City and moved towards the east of Zhentian Kingdom in order to escape the war, and at the same time, in order to protect the existence of "Tiangong Kaiwu".

In the process of fleeing, the remaining Qin family members died and were injured, and many of them were scattered.

In the end, Qin Qishuo led a part of his clan to Burning Town, took root in this town, and quietly sealed "Heavenly Creation" here.

At the end of this letter, Qin Qishuo also mentioned an important matter, the ancestors of the Qin family had participated in the last thousand-year war and survived.

“...... In the last thousand-year war, when our ancestors fought side by side with their comrades-in-arms, a friend of his ancestors blocked the plot on behalf of his ancestors and fell on the battlefield. For this matter, the ancestor has always felt guilty, and once promised that if there is a supreme genius among the descendants of the Qin family, he will give it to his friend to become a disciple and repay the kindness......"

“...... It's a pity that after the ancestors, among the descendants of the Qin family, there are no more children with amazing talents, and I know that my qualifications are dull, so I can only pin my hopes on the younger generations......"

“...... If the descendants of the Qin clan inherit my mantle and admit that they have outstanding qualifications, I hope to replace me, go to the sect of that line with the Wujin sword card, become a disciple of the Zhiyuan Sect, repay the wishes of the ancestors, remember, remember to ......"

Pick up the gold-like hand card, which is engraved with the pattern of a small black sword, and on the other map, it is marked with Xiling Battle City, the location of a sect.

"The Battle of the Millennium......! Is this a token recommended for entering the sect?"

Playing with this black gold sword card, Qin Mo was both surprised and a little funny, he couldn't have imagined that the ancestors of the Qin family had actually participated in the last thousand-year battle. What is a bit ironic is that the ancestors of the Qin family still left such an advice, hoping that those with outstanding talents among the descendants of future generations will join that sect and repay their kindness on their behalf.

Regarding the thousand-year war, Qin Mo knows quite the inside story, the continental era is measured in 10,000 years, and in the 10,000-year era, every thousand years, there is a thousand-year war.

Such a war is not something that just anyone can participate in, and the strong people who can participate in the millennium war are all extraordinary. It is said that only those who have cultivated above the level of innate martial artist are qualified to participate in this tragic war.

The ancestor of the Qin family was able to participate in the thousand-year war, which made Qin Mo really a little surprised.

Looking at the Ugin Sword Plate and the map, Qin Mo groaned slightly and muttered, "Since it is the last wish of the ancestors, if I go to Xiling Battle City one day, I will naturally abide by the last wishes of the ancestors." However, the top priority now is to open the second layer of the Fighting Holy Body, continue to cultivate and become stronger, and face the Great Tribulation of the Burning Town six years later. The ancestors must have understood my painstaking efforts. ”

Immediately, Qin Mo put away the Ugin Sword Plate and the map, and he didn't have much will in his heart to fulfill his ancestor's last wish.

Because of this, the road to Xiling Battle City is too far away, and the ten major battle cities of Zhentian Kingdom, each battle city has an extremely vast area, with an area of tens of thousands of miles. Not to mention going to Xiling Battle City, even from Burning Town to the nearest Donglie Battle City, it is also thousands of miles away, and the wilderness is full of dangers, and ordinary warriors are likely to die halfway.

If you go from Burning Town to Xiling Battle City, with the experience of Qin Mo's previous life, the journey will exceed 100,000 miles, and the poor mountains and rivers you need to pass through, and the dangerous places of death can be described as countless. I don't know how much time it takes to just go back and forth.

Moreover, Qin Mo searched his memories and found that there was no news about the Zhiyuan Sect in the Xiling Battle City in his previous life, maybe this sect had already been annihilated.

As long as the brain is a little more normal, they will not trek thousands of mountains and rivers to Xiling Battle City and worship an unknown sect because of a last wish of their ancestors.

Picking up the [Wind Flash Shadow Sword] again, Qin Mo flipped through it, his eyes couldn't help but light up, this was actually a spirit-level martial art. To be precise, the [Wind Flash Shadow Sword] is an advanced sword skill of the [Returning Wind Sword Finger], and to cultivate this sword skill, you must first base it on the [Returning Wind Sword Finger].

In order to cultivate to the realm of martial artists, Qin Mo can cultivate the martial arts of the upper level of the spirit level, and at the same time, he can also use the spirit level intermediate sword of the ancestor, so that his own strength will have an amazing leap.

"It seems that after the beginning of spring, it is the trail that can leave for Wanren Sanyin. Qin Mo muttered to himself.

......

In the morning, the Qin family, the residence of Elder Taishang.

"Mo'er, have you broken through to the realm of martial artists?"

"What? You're going to travel?"

In the room, Elder Taishang and Qin Zhengxing heard these two news, and the two of them first looked surprised, and then shook their heads in disagreement.

"Grandpa, I have reached the realm of martial arts and traveled outside, which is enough to protect myself. Moreover, the essence of the ancestor's 'power seed' has been completely refined and absorbed by me, and my subsequent cultivation will not be so fast. ”

"Only by traveling outside, fighting with demon beasts, and honing martial arts can your strength be quickly improved. Maybe you have a lot of luck and a good chance, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone. ”

Qin Mo said something ready, of course he wouldn't tell the two elders that he was going to enter the passage of Wanren Shanyin. Otherwise, he would likely be grounded and unable to leave the Qin family for a year and a half.

Qin Zhengxing and Elder Taishang looked at each other, their expressions were bitter, and they sighed secretly, Qin Mo had reached the realm of martial artists in just three months, and such excellent qualifications were more than enough to enter an eight-rank sect. But because of the battle between the Qin family and the Huo family, he was rejected by the "Burning Sun Sect", which really wronged this child.

Unable to withstand Qin Mo's repeated pleas, the two old men could only nod their heads and agree, and Elder Taishang was extremely doting on Qin Mo, asking him to make a list of what he needed and let Deacon Ding prepare it himself.

"Thank you, Elder Taishang, then I'm welcome. Qin Mo smiled and took out a list that had already been prepared.

Taking this list, Elder Taishang couldn't help but be dumbfounded, the items on the list were all common, but except for some healing and rejuvenating pills, they were all messy items.

"Mortal-grade iron ding, iron sand and wind-rolled grass...... , and a fine cloud iron stone, Mo'er, what do you want all this mess for?" Elder Taishang frowned frequently.

"Do something fun. Especially the good marble stone, you must choose a good one. Qin Mo responded with a smile.

Elder Taishang sighed, glanced at Qin Zhengxing, the two of them didn't say anything, they both said in their hearts, it is estimated that the matter of Dabi has caused a great blow to this child, and if you want to make something interesting to relieve the boredom in your heart, let him go.

"Mo'er, when traveling abroad, you must be cautious, don't trust others. When you are in the wilderness, you have to be extremely careful, those demon beasts and ghost beasts are far more terrifying than you imagined. Elder Taishang cautioned cautiously.

Qin Zhengxing's lips squirmed, he shook his head, and finally didn't say anything. It is impossible for him to protect Qin Mo for the rest of his life, besides, this grandson is much better than when he was younger, and only by going out to experience and experiencing real battles can he grow up quickly.

......

In the following days, Qin Mo became busy, except for cultivation and sword practice, he was sorting out all kinds of things.

However, in the eyes of Deacon Ding and Deacon Le, Qin Mo's behavior was quite strange.

Because every time the two of them went to this young man's room, Qin Mo was tinkering with bottles and cans, and he didn't know what to do with them. What is especially strange is that Qin Mo made a fine cloud iron stone into a stone book, each page is as thin as a cicada's wings, very delicate, and I don't know what it is used for.

Regarding Qin Mo's various strange actions, the servants and guards of the Qin family also talked a lot, and they all thought that this young man had failed to enter the "Burning Sun Sect" and was deeply hit, so he became so strange.

The days passed silently like flowing water, and before I knew it, the ice and snow on Wanren Mountain began to melt, and it was the beginning of spring.