Knowing that the old man in front of him was the leader of Xingzong, song Qingshu didn't have much mood fluctuation.

Each other's life breath has changed between birth and death. Song Qingshu is more about helping such an old man.

"I didn't expect to get a disciple like you when I died and the lights went out. I'm very relieved!" What else did song Qingshu want to say, but the old man showed an indisputable look.

Song Qingshu felt the old man's mood change. At present, the other party's mood is obviously rising a lot.

"You have nothing to ask me?"

"I want to ask, when did I become a disciple of my predecessors?" Song Qingshu asked solemnly.

"Ah, ha ha! Needless to say, when you feel the supreme road of our Xingzong, you will know that your choice is right! "

Song Qing stood up at the bookstall and signaled that he had no way to deal with the old man in front of him.

"Please tell me what's going on with this holy mountain relic!" Song Qingshu arched his hands. He was really curious about the so-called holy mountain relics.

"You want to know this ~"

"All right! Then listen patiently! "

"Do you know why the holy mountain is a holy mountain?" Song Qingshu was sitting upright when the old man suddenly threw a question.

Why is the holy mountain a holy mountain? Song Qingshu thought a lot. Others told him and he heard all kinds of answers.

However, song Qingshu knew that these answers were not what the old man wanted.

"Someone told me that the holy land of the holy mountain is the back mountain. They said that it is the real holy land for cultivation!"

"Someone said that the holy mountain sect has the best treasure of the town sect, so it has the name of holy mountain Nuo Da!"

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Song Qingshu told all the information he knew about the holy mountain, but the old man just smiled faintly.

"What do you think?"

"To tell you the truth, boy, I don't know!" Song Qingshu bowed his head and told the truth.

In addition to the place where Xie Cao left him and Huang Qing, the holy mountain in the eyes of song Qingshu is just an ordinary metaphysical world.

"Good! Don't know just don't know, that's good! Do you believe it?! If I ask some Immortal Emperor practitioners, they will certainly tell you what they don't know! "

With disdain on the old man's face, song Qingshu can only make amends.

"Let me tell you, the so-called holy mountain is to protect the relics of the holy mountain!" Although the old man sat cross legged in the void, his momentum was not weak at all, which was in sharp contrast to his own poor blood.

Song Qingshu's mind was shocked. If you say so, isn't there a relic of the holy mountain first and then a holy mountain?!

What is that relic?!

Some people say that the relics evolved from the ancient battlefield, while others say that the relics were specially opened up by great people.

"Excuse me, elder, what is the relic?"

"The relic is my cultivation cave, my place of sitting, and the burial place of the Xingzong sect leader!" The old man's breath suddenly weakened, as if he were whispering.

Song Qingshu couldn't recover from the shock for a long time. The ruins turned out to be the cultivation place of the old man who called himself Xingzong gate.

Moreover, the old man said that this was his place of cultivation, which shocked song Qingshu.

According to the old man's words, he has fallen and become a symbol in historical records.

So who is sitting in front of Song Qing's writing and talking with him? Even if it is in the consciousness of Song Qing's book, it can't be someone's dream.

"Elder, is it a ghost?" Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice.

"I'm just a brand in your consciousness. I had a hunch that I was about to die, so I left this brand for someone in the future!" The old man looked sad when he said these words.

Song Qingshu noticed the Related words in the old people's words and left them for future lovers? Is it hard?!

"You guessed right!" The old man seemed to see through song Qingshu's psychology and directly affirmed song Qingshu's guess.

"How can I say that the elder left this mark with the supreme power containing the law of time, so as to find someone who can help him in the future?!" Song Qingshu said his guess. It's hard to breathe!

What kind of contribution is this?!

The old man nodded and nodded slightly: "yes! You are indeed a material that can be made. You think of this layer so quickly! "

"At that time, as soon as you appeared in the ruins, I sensed that you had the origin of space law and the rudiment of time law in your body, which attracted you to enter the holy pool!"

The old man was comforted and appreciated song Qingshu's talent and agility.

The origin of space law, song Qingshu knows that he got it from the group of nine 900 years ago;

But what is the rudiment of the law of time?! Song Qingshu had no clue for a time.

"Don't think so much! I won't read people wrong. You have to be ready for trial! " With the old man waving his hand, song Qingshu suddenly saw two portals in front of him.

The words "time" and "space" are written on the two doors respectively. The two doors emit a penetrating divine light at the same time, which tightly attracts the spirit of song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu did not realize that his eyes had been tightly grasped by the holy light emitted from the two doors.

The old man stroked his beard with satisfaction and smiled brightly. Song Qingshu was very satisfied with his response.

"This is where my two magic weapons of preaching are hidden. Choose one to enter and test your own opportunities!" The old man's voice seemed to be in the sky and spread to song Qingshu's ears.

Let yourself choose one? Now in Song Qingshu's eyes, the two doors have become unattainable, as if they were as high as heaven and earth.

Time trial and space trial can only choose one? Song Qingshu sighed a little, but he could understand that how could he master such things against the sky at the same time?!

Song Qingshu didn't hesitate. When he thought like that in his heart, a force pressed his hand on the door where the word was written.

Song Qingshu's mind surged, and a mysterious Qi filled his whole body. It was an unspeakable wonderful feeling. Song Qingshu could feel himself wandering in the long river of time.

The old man could not see clearly until he could not see it. Song Qingshu knew that he had entered the door of the trial of the law of time.

On the shore of the holy pool, they sat cross legged. Although the process of understanding is different, the same thing is that now everyone has no feeling.

"I don't feel quite right. Is what the Dragon said true?" Suddenly someone said.

"Yes! It's strange that I haven't felt anything special for so long! "