Hearing Mu Anran's question, Dao Xu just turned his head slightly and asked her, "What about the mortals outside the Yang family who have been deprived of their destiny and cannot even make a living?"

"Do they want the people they respect and worship to treat them like this? Are the people who treat them like this worthy of being respected and worshiped?"

Dao Xu said lightly, "Since you are respected, you must have the qualifications to be respected by others. Mu Ling Island is full of trees. Is this the future master of Mu Ling Island?"

Mu Anran's eyes moved slightly, feeling something strange in his heart.

Daoxu's words seem to have a meaning.

She understands writing skills best.

Daoxu, this is a metaphor.

What? He thinks she is not qualified to be admired?

No, of course she shouldn't be admired now, but if she inherited Muling Island, what about her then?

Is Daoxu metaphorizing her now, or... her in the future?

But Dao Xu was extremely calm, and stopped talking when he saw the servants who suddenly filed in carrying fine clothes and jewelry to eat.

The word "Yang Mansion" on the door of the Xiuxian family is gilded. The children of the Yang family are extravagant. They stand on the top and are respected by others, but they can't do anything.

But no matter what, they all seemed extremely well-behaved at this time.

A black-haired old man who was the oldest and could be a hundred years old stood up shakily, bowed his waist and asked softly, "Mom, are you awake?"

The black-haired old man is only at the tenth level of Qi training. He has a layer of blood energy on his body, and his face is old, but he has endless vitality.

He seemed to be very frightened, but he had no choice but to say, "Mom, my son's life span is at noon. If you don't wake up, you won't see your son in the afternoon."

Yu Lan's face changed slightly and she opened up her space. Before the old man could question her, she asked, "What does this mean?"

The old man snorted coldly, "How do I know!" After saying that, he sneered again, "Don't talk about evil cultivators. I think this family is all evil cultivators. I think the destruction of the family is due to their own tricks!"

Yu Lan continued to ask, "So what is this?"

The old man said he didn't know, Yu Lanfeng's eyes were slightly cold.

It only has this effect in the first place, and it still has to cover up his old background that cannot be covered up at all.

So Yu Lan continued to block him.

It happened that Mu Anran was like a roundworm in her stomach. Knowing her confusion and eagerness for knowledge, she folded her arms and began to analyze slowly, "This old man's bone age is nearly two hundred, which is older than the two of us combined.

A person who has practiced Qi at the tenth level and is still alive is obviously due to the hard work of his good mother."

As he said that, Mu Anran put his hand on Yu Lan's shoulder, causing her to stiffen. Yu Lan looked at her with phoenix eyes in warning, but she had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

"Did you see those red eyes and vitality? That's using other people's vitality to extend your own life. This is a unique skill that ordinary demon cultivators cannot master."

Just as Mu Anran finished speaking, the high-rise building seemed to have come to life. The handymen lit the candles, and the high-rise building looked like a giant beast that opened its eyes in the morning mist. When it woke up, it felt like it was alive, but it made people more stressed and broke into cold sweats.<

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The kneeling people lowered their bodies even more.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

"Ah! No!"

There were more than a dozen screams in the high-rise building, and only one servant ran out, but within ten steps, he fell down right in front of the black-haired old man.

"Ah! No!"

The handyman who rushed forward turned into black blood mist in the air in the blink of an eye, spraying all over the black-haired old man, but the black-haired old man couldn't help but lick it like rain.

This disgusting scene quickly disappeared. The blood mist melted into the body of the black-haired old man, black smoke rose from the top of his head, and the decaying deathly energy dissipated. The black-haired old man's face looked a little younger, as if he had regained his youth.

.

The black-haired old man was cautious and respectful, and continued to kneel down with feverish eyes, leaning forward to bow.

"Thank you, Mom. Mom really loves her son the most!"

For a rotten guy to say such words is simply more disgusting than the scene just now.

Yu Lan's phoenix eyes burst with murderous intent.

"Calm down." Mu Anran released his hand on her shoulder.

"It's not like you don't know this happened before. This place has long been in ruins. Why did you intervene?"

If Mu Anran hadn't been holding Yu Lan down, Yu Lan would have already taken action when the blood mist pounced on the black-haired old man.

Perhaps because Yu Lan had her spiritual roots stolen before, she was particularly averse to such sorcery.

Yu Lan endured it and asked, "What should we do now?"

Dao Xu seemed to have figured out all the ways, and said calmly, "This kind of restraint technique can't be restrained for long, and taking action hastily will only disrupt everything. Looking at everything, it is obvious that when the day of destruction comes, everyone will be alive.

, falling into a cycle again, will lead to the scene we see before our eyes. We can find out everything by waiting for the day when the family is exterminated."

Just wait like this?

The most important thing for them is time, but Yu Lan tensed her face and spoke from her teeth, "I just feel that everything in front of me is extremely disgusting."

Dao Xu looked over lightly, showing neither disapproval nor agreement. I don’t know what he was thinking.

But everyone knows that he is more likely to disapprove of Yu Lan being so extreme.

As a result, Mu Anran chuckled, "Why are you so anxious? Don't you want to see the source of all this?"

The kneeling people gradually left to show off their power as immortals.

Mu Anran raised his feet and walked towards the tall building, "Let's go and meet that noble grandma."

The gate of the tall building is vermilion, which is more majestic than the gate of Emperor Fu'an's house.

As soon as I walked inside, it was dark at first, and then I saw candles burning in every corner. The dim candlelight could barely illuminate the surroundings of the candles, but I could also see the golden tables and chairs in the tall building.

The spiral staircase leads up to darkness, which looks a bit eerie, as if it has strayed into some monster's lair.

Mu Anran glanced at the stairs, turned around with a smile, and said to Yu Lan and the other two, "You said your son is already this old. So, for a foundation-building monk whose life span is generally three hundred years old, how old should this grandma be?

?"

Yu Landao, "You mean..."

She took a step back and said with a smile, "Guess again, a foundation-building monk who is approaching his lifespan lives in a high-rise building with no lights. Is this grandma's Taoist heart so pure that she doesn't care about appearance?"

Yu Lan understands.

Daoxu obviously didn't care about what was happening in front of him, he just walked up the stairs gracefully and slowly.

A few people stopped first when they reached the second floor, not because they saw anyone, but because the scene in front of them was a bit surprising.

There are many on the second floor...

"This is her specimen." Mu Anran sighed.

What is a specimen?

Yu Lan looked at the things covering the entire second floor and understood.

The floor on the second floor was paved with human skin. I don’t know what kind of dye was used. It was all glowing and as cool as a living person. They seemed to have walked into a human body that had grown backwards. There were people under their feet and above their heads.

Skin.

Dao Xu walked in, and after just one glance with his gray eyes, he understood, "Every piece of land corresponds to a human head."
Chapter completed!