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A dull, light sound came from Dole’s lower abdomen. At this time, the dantian was broken. Dalton felt that there were still thousands of needles piercing in his abdomen. It seemed that there was a raging fire burning, and the pain was no less than that of being killed. Knife Wan cut, plucked his courage and cut his heart, but for that, he was still motionless, his expression on his face was unwavering, showing that his perseverance was superb and far better than ordinary people. &

The vast aura in Doer's body is like a madman, surging madly, but in an orderly manner, constantly shredding the meridians connected to the lifeline, and then quickly replace, solidify, and solidify.

At this moment, Dole's aura was exhausted, calm and lonely, like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless, and a breath of death exuded from his body.

The old man Xu Qingshan on the side still had a faint smile on his face, and he didn’t worry about Dole’s safety. It’s not his ability to decide whether he will succeed in becoming a God’s Domain. Everything depends on Dole himself, besides, he does not worry about Dole’s safety. Very confident, it is only a matter of time before condensing into the God Realm.

The old man waited quietly by Dole's side, looking at this young man who he regarded as his own like water, and the guilt in his heart became more and more intense.

In eight years, he had never told Dole who he was and where he was. Even though Dole asked repeatedly, he just didn't say a word.

The old man did not believe in fate, did not believe in the heavens, and even disdaind the Perseverance in Heaven, but he truly felt the power of the curse and the relationship between cause and effect. This young man was a person who was not tolerated by the heavens.

The old man is not afraid of curses, nor is he afraid of it, but to cause and effect. But he had to be jealous, he didn't want to involve the entire Taixu Gate into this cause and effect.

These curses and cause and effect. It's up to him to carry it.

Want to cut the cause and effect, only...

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Three days later, at sunset and dusk, the light was dying, and the sky was a little red, and there was a faint halo. Depressed. The red sun slowly faded into the distant horizon.

When the evening came, the earth was covered with a faint tulle, everything seemed a little unclear, but on the top of Ziyun Mountain, it was another strange scene.

Dole's star eyes are closed tightly, sitting on the boulder, with a solemn and majestic expression, tranquil and natural, like a living sacred Buddha. But the deep black glow that burst out from the body was a bit deeper than the night, and at a glance, it was evil and evil.

The black light's breath was terrifying and tragic. It seems to condense the resentment and unwillingness of thousands of creatures.

At this moment, the contradictory aura on Dole made him look as if he had transformed into a supreme **** who controls life and death. He can save all living beings and kill all souls.

Although the old man Xu Qingshan had already seen this scene in his eyes, he was still moved by it. The reason why Dole has this situation now is due to the Gue divine body, or the curse caused by the stone Buddha, or that the two are originally the same, he is not sure.

The feeling that Dole gives to the old man now is the same as the feeling of seeing a stone Buddha for the first time, which makes him have to think about it.

In a blink of an eye, a crooked moon banned the sky, scattered brilliance, and the bright light graced the earth. An inch of moonlight hit Dole's face, and he was divine and ethereal, like an immortal and dusty.

At this time, the black light lingering around Doer suddenly converged and shrank into his body. In his dantian, there was a lonely black world. Although it was only the size of a pill, the internal space was vast, and the black power was like an ocean. , Boundless.

At this moment, Zou Ran opened a pair of eyes, his eyes sharp, like an unsheathed divine sword, under the night sky, two lightning flashes flashed by at the same time.

The sharp eyes were fleeting, replaced by calm and deep.

"Old man, I succeeded."

Dole smiled at the old man, his childish face was stable and peaceful that did not match his age. He stood up and jumped off the stone platform, looking respectfully waiting for the old man to speak.

The old man was silent for a long time, and there was a hint of disorder in the original smooth and orderly breath. He took a deep breath, and his tone was no longer as calm as water. He felt a little more melancholy and unwilling. , Either for the predecessors, or for the future generations, you need to follow a path that belongs to you."

"old…"

Seeing Dole wanted to speak, the old man waved his hand and interrupted him, and continued: "I haven't taught you anything in the past eight years. The end of the song will end, and you and I will be dead, so I will send you down the mountain."

Without waiting for Dole to speak, the old man was absolutely and sure enough, waving his sleeves. At this moment, on this peaceful land, there is only an old crane-fat, a flowing boulder, and a lonely thatched hut, but Dole has disappeared.

The old man slowly raised his head, a pair of vast eyes looked at the moonlight and starry sky, and the vicissitudes of time-worn cheeks, against the moonlight, seemed a little pale and haggard.

On the opposite side of this month, there was a young man who knelt on his knees and bowed his head deeply.

Shien...

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At this moment, in the far horizon of Ziyun Mountain, a divine light flew suddenly, like a divine rainbow, brilliant and colorful, and a clear and sweet voice came over: "Old man, where is my little Mo? Where did you hide him? ?"

The moonlight is elegant, light as a cloud of smoke, stars in the sky are little, shimmering, and the night sky is dark blue, like the same shimmering blue crystal, transparent and pure.

The night sky is beautiful and poetic, Dole stands in place with a thin bamboo in his hand, looking up at the bright moon, his deep gaze seems to have penetrated time and space, and he sees the kind old man opposite the moon.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and stopped thinking about it. He took a deep kick in front of the bright moon, and then ran away. The eyes that were full of deep thoughts at this time have become calm as water, determined and determined. .

In the deep mountains, there is a quiet space, Wan Lai is silent, Dole is walking eastward, and the wind is swift along the way, and the whole body is black, like a ghost swiftly flashing in the forest.

The divine realm is condensed, and now Dole is already a monk. Although he does not know any Taoist magic arts, he still knows how to use his divine power to drive his way. Moreover, his divine realm is extremely wide, and his divine power is like a sea. In terms of. It can be said to be inexhaustible.

Xumi is the monk's first divine realm. From now on, you have to practice exercises.

Gongfa is extremely important to monks. It records the general trend of cultivation, as well as many magical powers. Of course, many of them will have some insights and experiences. This is the essence of predecessors. It's hard work.

Some people choose to create their own exercises. This is not to abandon the practice system that has been constant since ancient times, but to make some changes in the practice methods, and the mysterious and subtle magic that has been realized so far.

This road is extremely difficult and bumpy, far from comparable to the former. Throughout ancient history, countless amazing people have been doing nothing in their lives, and even more so, people who have lost their form and spirit, have no reincarnation, and succeed. Very few.

Since the development of Tianmeng Continent, it is known that it has experienced 130,000 years, 40,000 years in the ancient times, and 60,000 years in the ancient times. Today, 30,000 years, there are not many Taoist schools in the world. Although the good and the bad are intertwined, the exercises are no longer as scarce as before. The ancient tactics are hard to find, and most of them are in the hands of the supreme family. The threshold is very strict. Before loyalty is confirmed, they must be closely monitored. Therefore, most people will take the second place. Normally, there are rules for gates, but they are relatively loose.

Nowadays, there are very few cultivators who have created their own exercises, and there is no one in the ten, but after all, once they succeed, they are like leaping over a dragon gate, soaring into the sky.

There is a prerequisite for self-created exercises. First of all, it is necessary to learn from other exercises and understand the general direction of the practice as a reference.

Dole lacks everything now, lack of magic weapon, lack of spiritual medium, lack of exercise method, especially the exercise method is the most important to him.

At the time of parting, the old man said to Dole, although it seemed to have an unspoken meaning to let him create his own exercises and embark on a different path.

But it is not.

Dao is not a gong method, it means to let Doer not be attached to the gong method.

Dole will keep this in mind.

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This area is extremely large, with numerous peaks and ridges, the terrain is steep and steep, and the depths of the dense forests are even more dangerous. There are countless beasts and poisonous insects hiding, and the mountains are ups and downs for more than many miles. Dol has gone through many dangers and ups and downs, finally two days later. Escaped and met people.

In front is a quiet village with mountains and rivers. A simple-looking middle-aged man is sitting on a rock in the village and resting his feet. There is a **** next to it. The new soil on the **** is not dry yet, and he has not yet dried up. Steady, breathing a little bit hurriedly, with exhaustion on his face, it is obvious that he has just returned from farming.

Dorr smiled slightly and walked towards the middle-aged man.

"Uncle, where is this place?"

"Colorful Smoke Village."

The middle-aged man first faintly replied, then raised his head to look at Dole, his face was suddenly full of surprise.

In front of him was a teenager who was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a beautiful appearance and a fair face, but his clothes were tattered, with spots of dried blood on it, emitting a faint smell of blood. With an ordinary three-foot thin bamboo and a rolled animal skin on his back, looking at the hair and patterns, it seems to be a large beast such as a liger.

This young man was smiling, harmless, and amiable, but anyone could see that it must be extremely extraordinary.

The middle-aged man came to his senses, reached out his hand and pointed at the vast mountains and forests beyond the sight of the west, and said in surprise: "This little brother, did you come out of a hundred thousand mountains?"

Dole did not hide it, nodded, and said: "Yes."

However, his heart was not as calm as it was on the surface, and he was secretly glad that he was in the right direction. If he walked westward and entered the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he would definitely die without life.

Shiwan Dashan is located in the extreme west of the heaven and earth. It is a natural barrier separating the western part of the heaven and the earth and the eastern part of the savage earth. It is full of murderous intent, dangerous, and countless fierce beasts. Earth, Rao is a cultivator of God Slayer, entering the depths may not be able to come out alive.

The middle-aged man had a complicated expression, and his eyes looked a little strange when he looked at Dole. He almost wanted to ask, but he wanted to say something but stopped. He seemed to have some concerns.

Dole saw the concerns of the middle-aged man, smiled lightly, and said, "Uncle, I am just a foreigner who accidentally entered the Shiwan Dashan Mountain. I am not a monster that turns into a human form. You can rest assured. Besides, you and me Without grievances and enemies, how could I harm you?"

As soon as the voice fell, Dole continued jokingly: "Uncle, if you don't believe it, you can squeeze it. Our skin bag is genuine."

Someone’s effect came out again. Except for the old man, Zhang’s disaster in Shengyin Village had a huge impact on Dole. In the past eight years, he often recalled what Zhang said, knowing that it was not just nonsense, it was all great truth.

This joke eased the previously embarrassing and tense atmosphere a lot, and also slightly dispelled the worries of some middle-aged men.

The middle-aged man smiled and showed embarrassment, and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, brother, I misunderstood you before."

In fact, the real reason why the middle-aged man is no longer afraid of Dole is the three "you" words in his mouth.

Dole smiled back and said it was OK, and asked: "Uncle, do you have any clothes that fit you? Don't worry, I will exchange this animal skin with you."

That animal skin was prepared by Dole long ago. No matter where it is, there is no money, no power, and it is difficult to move. These people are so sophisticated, and Dole understands that, under the influence of Zhang Hehui's ears.

"Little brother, where are you? Isn't it just a piece of clothing? I'm afraid you will dislike my coarse linen. As for this animal skin, I can't ask for it. It's too expensive." The middle-aged man waved his hand and refused. Tao.

Seeing that the middle-aged man’s clothes are covered with patches everywhere, his life must be very difficult. This animal skin is definitely a lot of wealth for him, but seeing that his eyes are sincere, his face shows no emotion. , May be a simple character.

"Uncle, to me, this animal skin is not as valuable as a piece of clothing. If you refuse to accept it, I will just throw it away everywhere. It will be a hindrance to bring it on my body." Dole smiled. , Said softly. Show kindness to others, help others convenient, do more good deeds, blessings come, and what people do, the world is watching. The old man once said so.

Seeing the poor family background of the middle-aged man, Doer wanted to help him do a good deed without asking for anything in return. Furthermore, he wanted to test how the middle-aged man behaves. It is the middle-aged man who is greedy and takes the animal skins. He will not say anything. He wants to see it because of fate, so he has more good fate.

"Little brother, this animal skin belongs to you. Do whatever you want. I can't take it anyway."

The middle-aged man was resolute, Dole smiled slightly, no longer forced, his eyes flashed, and said to the middle-aged man: "Uncle, now I have nowhere to go, and I am not very familiar with it~www.ltnovel.com~ So I want to live with you for a period of time. Even if this animal skin is used to offset my daily expenses, I will move out once I become familiar with the environment here. If there is a surplus, you can return it with me. What do you think? "

"This..." After hearing this, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he was a little hesitant. He knew that the young man in front of him was mostly a monk. If he invited him to the house, it would cause any trouble, definitely not what he could handle, but remembered The strange disease on his youngest son, Xiao Hai, could not be cured by ordinary doctors. I am afraid that only a monk could have a chance of life.

Seeing that the middle-aged man hadn't spoken yet, Dorr smiled and said, "I won't cause you trouble."

The middle-aged man's eyes were firm, and he didn't want to miss any opportunity. He said with joy in the corner of his eyes: "Well, brother, you come with me."

"It seems that this uncle wants me to help him." Seeing the joy in the eyes of the middle-aged man, Dole thought to himself.

Dole walked into the small village with the middle-aged man. What he saw along the way was mostly earthen houses and tiled houses. Although it looked a little desolate and shabby, it was a bit more clean and simple than the bustling towns. (To be continued. (.))

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