Hong Xiaotian sighed again and said lightly: "There is no other way. Over the past thirty years, I have been subjected to the backlash of the power in my body day and night. Both my body and spirit are on the verge of collapse. If I continue, it won't take long to suppress the energy in my body and die completely by my own power. By that time, my cultivation will also turn into nothingness. Therefore, this time, I will take the initiative to open the holy land and let you in!"

Han Yang, who was hiding in the distance, listened and understood a little this time.

Hong Xiaotian paused and continued: "Since the founding of the ancestors of Hongwu Sect, my Hongwu Sect has been passed down for more than 800 years. The huge foundation cannot be destroyed by my Hong Xiaotian. Therefore, I opened the holy land just to let you brothers come in and complete the inheritance. Yu'er, the rules of Hongwu Sect, I believe you also know that since ancient times, those with talent and virtue have been here, so don't worry, I will make a judgment when your brother comes!"

When Hong Shiyu, who was kneeling under the tower, his face suddenly turned a little ugly when he heard this, lowered his head and frowned.

The red-faced old man also frowned slightly.

When Han Yang heard this, his expression on his face was very complicated. I guess Hong Shiyu didn't know that his useless brother Hong Jiahao had become an idiot.

However, according to the current situation, even if Hong Shiyu finds out, he may not be sad, but he will feel glad in his heart!

Hong Xiaotian obviously didn't know what was happening outside the city. In fact, at this moment, he was at the end of his strength, and his divine thoughts could not even come out of this ancient tower.

After a while of silence, Hong Xiaotian suddenly asked, "Yu'er, Hao'er, he... is he okay?"

His question contained a lot of inexplicable meanings, concerns, apology, worries, etc.

Before Hong Shiyu could answer, Hong Xiaotian said lightly: "I remember when Hao'er was born, I only saw him. Now, twenty years have passed. I don't know what he has looked like? And Xiaoyun, she... I don't know how she is..."

The little cloud in his mouth is naturally Xiao Caiyun, the guardian of the Vermilion Bird.

When Hong Shiyu, who was kneeling under the tower, heard these words, his face was extremely gloomy, so dark that it could almost drip out of water.

Han Yang, who was hiding in the distance, felt inexplicably moved when he heard this, because he heard a very complicated meaning from Hong Xiaotian's words, and obviously he had a deep affection for Xiao Caiyun.

Hong Shiyu gritted his teeth, pondered for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "Father, Haoer has been good in the past twenty years. Although he has been a little naughty on weekdays, in the final analysis, he is still good. His qualifications are a little poor. Now he has barely broken through to the realm of a master of the first Yuan!"

"Is it only one Yuan Grandmaster?" Hong Xiaotian heard this, and his tone was obviously a bit disappointed.

"Yes, father! This is the result of the Zhuque Guardian thought of many ways!" Hong Shiyu immediately said, "Father, don't worry, after I take over as the leader of the sect, I will definitely treat Hao'er well. After all, he is my brother!"

Hong Xiaotian sighed and said lightly: "You are very happy for your father to think so. Originally, the position of the sect leader should be yours, but Yu'er, do you know? The sect leader of the Hongwu sect is not only a glory, but also a responsibility. This position is not easy to do!"

Hong Shiyu looked confident and said aloud: "Father, don't worry, my child has confidence! After I take over as the leader of the sect, I believe that it won't take long to lead the Hongwu Sect to rise again!"

Hong Xiaotian sighed and said lightly: "Since that's the case, then I will pass on the position of the sect leader to you, come in!"

Hearing this, Hong Shiyu, who was kneeling under the tower, looked very happy, and a deep joy flashed in his eyes. He responded quickly, and then stood up.

Han Yang, who was hiding in the distance, looked shocked, which decided? Hong Xiaotian was a bit too hasty, right?

He couldn't help it, and he stuck his head out and looked speechless. He saw that the originally closed door under the white tower slowly opened.

"It seems that Hong Xiaotian has decided to pass the position of the sect leader to Hong Shiyu!" Han Yang frowned and said to himself in his heart.

Under the tower, Hong Shiyu suppressed the joy in his eyes and glanced at the red-faced old man next to him. The red-faced old man was also happy at this moment, and he clasped his fists at him and said, "Congratulations to the prince!"

"This time, thanks to Mr. He, I, Hong Shiyu, will never forget this friendship!" Hong Shiyu smiled, then came to him and whispered to him: "Mr. He, you can go to the city gate quickly and guard it. I guess it won't take long for that bitch and that waste will come in. You must stop them, buy me time, and let me complete the inheritance!"

"Sir, obey the order!" The old man with red face clasped his fists, then flashed his body and headed towards the city gate.

At this moment, the doors under the ancient tower had all been opened. Hong Shiyu took a step and walked in with a happy look on his face.

After he entered, the door quickly closed.

Seeing this scene, Han Yang sighed helplessly. He was thinking about whether he could take advantage of the situation and get some benefits, but he didn't expect that he could find no chance at all.

But after thinking about it, he decided to go to the ancient tower to take a look. Maybe he could find something. After all, the old man with red face has left and Hong Shiyu has also entered, and Hong Xiaotian is trapped in the tower, and he doesn't have to worry about it.

Thinking of it, he quickly slipped down from the building. He first used his soul power to scan it and confirmed that the red-faced old man had really left. He flashed and then he reached the white ancient tower.

Only when he stood under this white ancient tower did he truly appreciate the majesty of the ancient tower. The ancient tower looked small from a distance, but when he looked close, it was extremely large. The shape below was hexagonal, and Han Yang was probably fifty meters away on each side.

Such a building is naturally extremely magnificent. Coupled with the special suppression force on it, Han Yang stood below and felt a sense of insignificance arose in an instant.

After he looked for a while, and found that there was nothing unusual, he walked carefully to the gate where Hong Shiyu had entered. After a closer look, he frowned immediately. The doors in this place were tightly closed together at this moment, and magical runes were constantly flashing on them.

Han Yang didn't think about pushing it to try, because he knew in his heart that this kind of entrance could not be opened by brute force alone.

After thinking about it, he suddenly had an idea, and the energy in his body activated. Suddenly, the silver square floated out of his body, and a silver light shot into the door, but there was no reaction at that door.
Chapter completed!