After killing the Ninth Master, Huang Wuji left the plain unimpeded.

There are still hundreds of thousands of miles away from Jianghuai City, and according to Huang Wuji's pace, it will take at least two months to arrive. Leaving the plain, Huang Wuji took Huang Yao all the way to the north, found a relatively remote wood, and couldn't wait to observe the purple light sword.

At this time, night falls, the moonlight exudes a light and soft and shy brilliance, the whole forest appears quiet and peaceful, and the spring festival of the revival of all things, you can already hear the pleasant insect chirping, so that the forest is full of vitality.

Walking into the woods, you can see a hill that is not too high, Huang Wuji took Huang Yao's body to move slightly, as if shrinking into inches, and came to the bottom of the hill in a few blinks of an eye, and the majestic spiritual power was wrapped in the surface of the fist. Boom, the woods fell silent, the insects disappeared, the dust covered the soft moonlight, and a cave three meters wide and five meters deep appeared in front of me.

Huang Wuji walked into the cave with Huang Yao in his arms. A huge animal skin carpet was spread on the ground, placing Huang Yao on the carpet, the purple light long sword appeared in his hand, holding the hilt of the sword, looking at the simple and elegant sword body like a lightning-like inscription, the blade of the sword flickered with cold light and purple lightning-like luster from time to time, crackling, and the sound of electric light hitting could be heard.

The unusual performance of the purple light sword made Huang Wuji full of interest. Looking at the lightning inscription, it seemed to have a familiar feeling, but for a moment I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

Huang Wuji's fingers lightly touched the sword body, and with a snap, his fingers suddenly became paralyzed, and he gasped fiercely with his teeth, and he had a feeling that this was not the true face of the purple light long sword.

"Wangqi Technique" Emperor Wuji's pitch-black eyes flashed a golden light, and the purple light sword appeared completely and clearly in his eyes, and a dazzling purple light instantly rose to the sky, dazzling, and he closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at the purple mang.

After a long while, Huang Wuji adjusted to the purple light and slowly opened his eyes. I saw that a fist-sized purple qi was entrenched in the sky above the sword body, and the purple qi luck was like a gate, and above the gate there was a tiger and a strange beast entrenched horizontally, exuding a powerful momentum, which was not ferocious, but a fair and righteous speech, able to distinguish between right and wrong, and see through everything.

"Purple Qi!" Huang Wuji was stunned when he saw the purple qi, how could there be purple qi, in his mind, including the future generations, it had never appeared. Looking at the color of the purple qi, judging by the depth, it is at least more than eight million years.

Dating back to eight million years ago, it was the era of the wilderness, people, beasts, aliens, and gods, and countless earth-shattering deeds also occurred in that era, and it was also the era of the rise of the three god emperors of the human race, heaven, earth and man.

Human beings drove out the alien race, destroyed the hope of the gods, drove the fierce beasts out of the land of Middle-earth, and with the protection of the three god emperors, the human race cultivated and recuperated, and produced a large number of earth-shattering supernatural powers, which made the human race survive the danger again and again.

"The long sword of eight million years ago!" Huang Wuji shook his head and couldn't believe it at all, in the ancient era, it was an era when gods walked all over the world, and martial arts were not as good as dogs. After hundreds of years of historical changes, it is impossible for this long sword to remain so intact, as if it has only gone through tens of thousands of years.

Huang Wuji looked at the purple light sword carefully, and finally found something suspicious, the purple qi of the purple light sword was filled with an extremely subtle purple line, the purple line was connected in the void, and the purple line only extended for about ten meters, as if it had penetrated the space and entered the mysterious and unknown void.

"Huh!" Huang Wuji stared at the purple line that overflowed, looked at the purple qi on the long sword like a gate, looked at the sword body, and came to a conclusion, the purple qi is not the long sword itself, but someone forcibly poured the purple qi into the long sword, and the purple qi should be something else.

Looking at the subtle purple qi that stretched out ten meters, it should really be the location of the real eight million years of luck, then Huang Wuji's guess is that the purple light sword may be a key to open a certain cave sky, eight million years is such a long time, the ordinary space simply can't bear it, and if you want to maintain at least a large cave heaven no less than Middle-earth.

Imagine how big Middle-earth is, there are many days in the cave, and what kind of treasures are hidden in it, Huang Wuji can't imagine it.

"It's another purple dragon sword that can be seen and can't be used, thinking that it is still in the Honglian Cave Heaven, and at this time it's the second one!" Huang Wuji shook his head helplessly, preparing to put the unknown purple light sword into the storage ring.

Suddenly, with a flash of inspiration, Huang Wuji inserted the purple light long sword on the rock wall of the cave, and looked at the inscription carefully, the inscription that was integrated with the sword body showed a little change, and it was this change that made Huang Wuji see hope.

Huang Wuji found that the inscription was engraved in the later period, that is to say, someone had been to the cave, and he didn't know what the reason was that he came back, in order not to bury the cave, he deliberately used the great divine power to extract a trace of purple qi to maintain the cave and pour it into the long sword, and then carved the inscription on the sword.

In this way, the inscription on the sword body may be a clue about the cave sky, and Huang Wuji also thought of where he had seen this kind of inscription, which was a unique text for worshiping the heavens in the ancient period, and the thunder was the power of heaven, and the people at that time carved out the various postures of lightning as the text of the sacrifice to the sky.

The meaning of this kind of writing has basically been lost to this day, and Huang Wuji also accidentally saw it once in his ancient book known as the Middle-earth Library, and it was only a few words, just introducing the origin of the lightning inscription.

Although the lightning inscription was lost in Middle-earth, Huang Wuji believed that among the Fangwai sects that have been passed down from ancient times to the present, there will definitely be ancient characters that he wants to know. As long as the existence of ancient characters is discovered, then there must be a way to distinguish them.

Huang Wuji is even more looking forward to Fang Wai's trip.

The sky gradually brightened, the time of the night passed, and after studying a late purple light long sword, Huang Wuji did not find any other clues, so he could only put the long sword into the storage ring, Huang Yao lay on the animal skin carpet and slept very soundly, and his soft little tongue licked the corners of his mouth from time to time, as if he was reminiscing about something.

This time, in addition to the treasure house of the Emperor Xiaoyue, there is a new task, looking for clues to the ancient inscriptions.

"Girl, wake up!" Huang Wuji pinched Huang Yao's little nose and shook it back and forth. Huang Yao, who was asleep, reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at Huang Wuji, her face flushed with slight anger, as if she was angry why she woke her up.

"It's time to go!" Huang Wuji thought for a night, and found that if he wanted to find the clues of the ancient inscription outside the square, the most promising one should be the Daoxu Sect. The Daoxu Sect, like the Heavenly Demon Sect, recruits disciples every ten years, and this year is also the tenth year, and the time to recruit disciples is three months later than the Heavenly Demon Sect.

According to the current time, it will take about five months, and there is more than enough time.

"Girl, let's go eat, okay!" Huang Wuji hugged Huang Yao up, put the animal skin carpet into the storage ring, and said with a smile. As soon as Huang Yao heard that there was something to eat, it immediately turned cloudy and sunny, and her face suddenly became happy.

Walking out of the woods, Huang Wuji looked at the direction, and if he wanted to get to the main road, he had to walk all the way west to see the avenue. Huang Wuji's body moved as fast as lightning, and his toes lightly touched the ground, and the whole thing seemed to shrink into inches, and he was already thousands of meters away.

Whoosh, Huang Wuji was like a ghost, with the afterimage of the Tao, appearing and disappearing, scaring some wild beasts that came out to hunt during the day and hid back in the lair, and only dared to come out after several days.

In a quarter of an hour, Huang Wuji appeared on the avenue with Huang Yao in his arms. With the guidance of the fake and the real, Huang Wuji is not worried about the guards' investigation. On the main road, Huang Wuji spent five taels of silver and joined a caravan.

Originally, the caravan would not have allowed strangers to join. However, this caravan belongs to a small caravan, with three wagons and two horse-drawn carriages carrying people, and all the goods add up to no more than five thousand taels.

In addition, Huang Wuji took Huang Yao, who looked only two or three years old, with a harmless look on his livestock, and got off the car when he knew the city in front of him, and fired the price of five taels of silver, and the boss of the caravan reluctantly gave Huang Wuji a ride.

Of course, the fake and real road guide also played a big role, and without the guarantee of the road guide, the caravan boss did not dare to let Huang Wuji in.

Sitting in the carriage, Huang Wuji closed his eyes and breathed, and last night he observed the purple light long sword, which was just the original automatic operation of the "Innate Heart Sutra", and he recovered the spiritual power of the sixth layer of his body overnight.

At this time, sitting in the carriage and being bored, the spiritual power was restored to the best state. After the confrontation with Jochi, his cultivation has also improved, especially in "King Kong Quenching Body Fist", there is a hidden feeling of breakthrough.

During the period of pranayama, the caravan owner came to see a few times, and saw Huang Wuji honestly sitting in the car and sleeping with his eyes closed, and his heart was much more relieved, and the number of times he came became less and less, and in the end he didn't look at it, anyway, Beiping City was about to arrive.

Two hours later, Beiping City arrived, and the caravan also had to rest and reorganize in Beiping City, and after the guards checked the road guide, Huang Wuji stood at the gate of the gate of Beiping City, looking at the crowd coming and going, without any nervousness.

Killed the younger brother of the barbarian emperor, cut off the arm of the seventh prince Temu Torre, the eldest prince Temu Jochi was even more miserable, and he was directly beaten and almost turned into a beast without humanity, and even his luck and fate dropped by one level, and Huang Wuji did not want to be wanted.

However, who are Jochi and Torre, the geniuses of the real sense of the barbarian, the old masters are not their opponents, how can they make this kind of ugly thing public, not a slap in the face, with this idea, Huang Wuji will have the courage to come to Beiping City to inquire about the news by the way.

(End of chapter)