Folklore starts from the blood god of Xiangxi

When a lot of weathering has become real, the head of the historian is put into the fire pit.

The ditches that had been dug and buried next to the firepit began to collect flames.

Converging towards Lin Feng at the highest point.

On the ground, there are six sacrificial incense.

That huge, Lin Feng's face now had an expression and turned into a look of extreme greed.

He wanted to be close to the flame, and also wanted to be close to the sacrificial incense.

But every time he thinks about it.

Lei Yin on Lin Feng's body will dispel all his thoughts.

The flames in those ditches also began to spread, and immediately absorbed the sneaky things in the kiln and directly refined them.

irregular.

The wandering fire seemed to burn everything in the kiln.

The person in charge of all this is Lin Feng, not Lin Feng.

The real Lin Feng is the "corpse" on the stage.

He is divided into five equal parts, and there are deep inscriptions engraved on his body.

Because he was wearing a mask, he couldn't see clearly what Lin Feng's face looked like, but on his body, the flames were like capillary water, flowing along the altar and reaching Lin Feng's body.

Those inscribed lines on Lin Feng's body spread flames, bringing everything together to the center of Lin Feng's eyebrows.

That's where the vertical eye is.

It is also where Lin Feng's consciousness is located.

The condensed power of a large amount of "intelligence" gave Lin Feng more vision, and made him begin to hear some voices that he could not hear or understand before.

In "Sky Fire", "My Master" appeared around Lin Feng. He didn't appear suddenly. He was always by Lin Feng's side. Lin Feng subconsciously looked around him, wanting to see clearly if he was beside him. There is a shadow.

No.

The historian who left the flame in his heart has truly dissipated.

Lin Feng looked at the teacher vertically, watching the teacher tell the story.

That is an extremely long memory.

In memory, Lin Feng saw the growth trajectory of the mysterious teacher.

his knowledge.

his education path.

He observed the natural scene, he entered the holy mountain, and saw the unimaginable scene.

Saw flames.

I saw my teacher.

The teacher transformed into flames, he seems to have insight into everything.

Even in the face of time that no one can see clearly, he has walked out of his own way.

The things he had experienced flowed into Lin Feng's mind like flowing water.

Lin Feng saw a perfect combination.

One, people and Tianhuo have become one, from today onwards, my teacher is Tianhuo, and Tianhuo is him.

When Tianhuo has feelings, experience, and human thinking ability, it will become a human being, but Tianhuo has no human hormones, no human physical constraints.

The teacher chose "meaning".

He completed the refinement of "intent" with a kind of imagination that is difficult for human beings to achieve. His "intent" is like an eternal holy mountain, solid and stable, and cannot be shifted.

Even the consciousness in Tianhuo and Tianhuo could not change his will. He abandoned his physical body and became the source of "Skyhuo".

The books I have consulted, the places I have visited, and the secret techniques I have practiced, all melted into the flames.

He is not stingy when others see him.

When others see him, they will remember him. If they see this information, if their will is not firm, there will be no consequences other than becoming a second "principal teacher".

In my teacher's opinion, the skin is not important.

What is in the skin is the most important thing.

"Intent" is the most important.

Therefore, it is himself who comprehends his "will", or is not strong enough, and is changed by the "will".

He also told Lin Feng what he had learned without reservation.

"This is your way and your way? It's very strong."

Lin Feng said softly.

You can gain wisdom just by looking at it, which is an irresistible temptation for many people.

Suddenly, it carries a lot of information that does not belong to me.

Enough people to suddenly "makeover" and become someone else.

"It's a temptation, but it's also an opportunity. People who can see this information are no longer ordinary people. Accepting it or not is a choice!"

Lin Feng's mind was extremely clear at the moment.

He clearly knows who he is.

He is neither the Zhang family god who walked into the deep mountains of western Hunan, nor is he the Zhilin Youzhi of the imperial class in the Song Dynasty.

He is not a survivor of the Nanyang family, nor is he a monster who inherited the family business and turned into a god and demon.

No matter how many people played.

He is him.

He can play someone else, but he will never be someone else.

This is self-knowledge.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, he felt that he was standing on a lake as smooth as a mirror.

Below the surface of the lake lies a black abyss.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, he knew it was in his heart.

He looked down.

Under the darkness, he saw another self and another heart.

In this level, should you ask yourself, or see yourself clearly?
Lin Feng sank into the lake.

……

Thunder never changes.

The sixteen-faced dice were still spinning on their own, starting to roll between "Taiyin" and "God General".

Lin Feng did not move.

But "Skyfire" has changed.

"Bug fighting" is a healing technique, and the "master" puts his "healing technique" at the most obvious level, so that people can learn it.

Even if the person learning is not Lin Feng, but someone else, they can also learn this healing technique.

If you don't learn more advanced spells, you won't have any problems. Not everyone can hear the "master" speak.

In the sky fire, there is another important seal.

This is the real seal, from the dead "historian".

Even a "historian" cannot compete with nature.

He stayed Teng Snake.

Lin Feng didn't know what Teng Snake meant.

He sat where he was. Although he didn't have this idea before he practiced, after he sank to the bottom of the lake, he was very clear about what he was facing.

What he faced was the legendary "closed death test".

There are many meanings of shutting down the dead gate. It doesn't mean that if you enter the living, if you can't get out, you are dead.

This is just the most extreme situation in closed-door practice.

This is what Lin Feng is facing now.

Shut up.

Either emerge from the lake.

Or just sit here forever and become another scene.

Sleep in it forever!

The sky is old.

……

【Shuzhong】

【Heming Mountain】

New gameplay, new cutscenes.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, he saw steep mountains, rushing rivers, newly built plank roads, and pavilions under construction.

Lin Feng knocked his teeth, and took another look at his attributes.

【Six products】.

The biggest difference between the sixth-rank and seventh-rank lies in the high degree of unity of "spirit, energy and spirit", and it has begun to be rejected by the world.

There is no Shinto as a fetter.

No one can withstand the rejection of the world.

Lin Feng can, the three ropes tightly bind Lin Feng, allowing him to live in the world safely, but it's not necessarily true.

He's on the brink now.

It just takes a little more repulsion and he'll be repelled from the track.

Unable to return.

Lin Feng returned from retreat, turned on the game console, and saw a new game.

This is the Cg of the new game.

It's been a long time since I saw such a long Cg.

He saw the towering mountain peaks, as well as the thick and unmelted monster, with a ghostly aura soaring into the sky, turning into various hideous appearances.

Strangeness is everywhere, and not far away, he also saw weirdness hovering.

This is in the middle of Sichuan, near the base camp of Tianshi Dao, and it is still the case.

In other places, it is even more possible to imagine the scene.

He is still wearing Taoist clothes.

Followed behind a Taoist.

The name of this game is [New Enmity, Old Resentment]

Very interesting name, new hatred, old hatred, new hatred, may be the hatred of Professor Han Xun and Lin Feng.

Then the old grievances are most likely the old grievances between historians and natural creatures in history.

The name was very targeted, so I didn't think much about it if I didn't call it Lin Feng.

Qingshan Game Machine has its own ideas, and Lin Feng has never doubted this.

He put his hands in his sleeves and followed the Taoist up the mountain.

The Taoist didn't look back, he walked like a car, Lin Feng couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he was wearing a loose robe, which didn't look like a Taoist robe, nor did he look like a person of the Heavenly Master Way.

There are two words clearly written on his head.

【Aoyama】

This was the first time Lin Feng met Qing Shan.

He walked lightly in front, as if he had noticed Lin Feng's gaze, he laughed.

Taoist priests wearing celestial master Taoist robes passed by constantly around. When those Taoist priests saw Qingshan, they all saluted him respectfully, indicating that Qingshan was in Heming Mountain, and his status was not low.

Qing Shan nodded to them in return, and kept walking towards the mountain.

The further you go up the mountain, the fewer people you see.

Until I came to the mountains and there was no one around.

Aoyama spoke.

"How? Is it strange?

Qingshan game console, Qingshan game console, is it interesting to see Qingshan for the first time, this Qingshan is different from what you imagined? "

Lin Feng followed him up the mountain mechanically.

But when Qing Shan asked questions like this, there was no doubt that Lin Feng could speak.

He responded: "Strange, but not surprising. I always thought that the Aoyama game console was actually just a medium.

It could be a game console, it could be a taskbar, it could be an ancient book.

I just didn't expect Qingshan to be a person, a Taoist. "

Lin Feng said, who knew that Qing Shan shook his head when he heard Lin Feng's words.

"No, no, you're wrong about that.

Qingshan is not a person, Qingshan is an organization.

Now, I am Qingshan, but you who got the game console are also Qingshan. "

Taoist Qingshan spoke lightly, he turned his head and looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng thought he would see some familiar elements on this face.

For example, Teacher Xun, such as Xu Nian, such as Brother Chen, such as anyone he knows.

But neither.

This was a thin face, and he looked no older than 27 or [-] years old. He looked at Lin Feng and said with a smile, "Is the game fun?"

Lin Feng didn't answer this question, he asked another question: "Why me?"

"Why can't it be you? Everyone who is chosen will wonder why it is me, but this question has never been important.

Why don't you ask, why not those billions of human beings?When things fall on your head, they fall on your head.

It is your freedom to choose to accept it, or not to accept it, to resist it.

I am the Qingshan of this generation, if you want to ask me why I am you, I don't know either.

Because in fact, I also want to ask Aoyama from the previous generation.

why me?
Anyway, I didn't think clearly why it was me, and I didn't feel that I was different from others, so I suggest you don't think about this issue, you only need to be clear about one thing, you are Qingshan, that's enough. "

He turned his head, beckoned Lin Feng to follow him, and said as he walked: "One generation has a mission for one generation.

This is what the previous generation Aoyama told me.

The whole history is born out of constant overthrow and reconstruction, overthrow and reconstruction, time is a long snake pieced together.

Of course, when a normal snake is broken, it is dead. The time is different, and the time of cutting can be pieced together.

Those of us in Qingshan are just looking for an optimal solution in history.

An optimal solution where nature and human beings can live in peace and develop together.

You are at the sixth rank, which is very remarkable. In fact, you may not believe it, but there are very few people of the sixth rank in the previous generation of Qingshan.

I haven't reached the sixth grade either.

The predecessor of our Qingshan was a historian.

We historians also changed our appearance later, and integrated into the later society with the appearance of Qingshan.

Qingshan needs inheritance, and the inheritance of each generation is different.

We never wanted to change the flow.

We've never just flowed with the flow.

What is the current era?
It is the three families in the future, so in this generation, I chose to enter the Tao of Heavenly Masters.

Now you can call me Aoyama Jijiu.

I am in Tianshi Dao, and now I have a very high status, so I can see Zhang Daoling anytime.

So you now know what the next thing we're going to be involved with is?
That's right, the next thing we're going to see is the legendary temple that broke the mountain.

Tianshi Dao has expanded rapidly over the years, absorbing many other Taoists.

There are the Five Dou Rice Sect, the Taiping Sect, and of course our Qingshan Sect.

Today is the day Zhang Daoling leaves the customs.

If he hasn't attained the Tao, he may not be able to see our true colors.

But now, he has attained the Dao, so he can't hide it from him.

Now that the past has passed, it is time to showdown with him.

Are you ready? "

Qingshan Jijiu asked Lin Feng, what he said was mixed with a lot of modern vocabulary.

Lin Feng knew very well that other ancients would feel strange and uncomfortable when they talked about modernization.

But it's normal for the people in Qingshan to speak like this.

Time is not an insurmountable thing for him, but Lin Feng did not expect that this time, he would come to the time when the mountain was destroyed and the temple was destroyed.

Qingshan didn't lie to Lin Feng, his status was really high, when he arrived at the place where Zhang Daoling practiced, it was almost equivalent to a forbidden place, so he still took Lin Feng into it.

He even thought about helping Lin Feng tidy up his clothes.

Standing outside the retreat place, he shouted loudly: "Brother, Junior Brother Qingshan brought Qingshan to see you."

He shouted loudly outside the retreat.

In the closed place, there was no sound for a long time.

After a long time, someone in the closed room sighed quietly.

"Qingshan, it's hard for you to hide it from me!"