The path of cultivation is mysterious and mysterious, ethereal, and only with a firm will can we move forward.

Zhuo Ren couldn't sleep repeatedly anyway, so he simply got up and sat cross-legged on the bed. Try to recall the three swords of the Dao and the Dao mantra that is as fast as the wind.

There are three swords of Taoism, one sword asks, one sword obtains the Tao, and one sword proves the Tao.

Zhuo Ren began to make trouble, how to be considered a way in his heart... Zhuo Ren thought about it all night, but after all, he couldn't understand what it means to have a way in his heart.

"This is a swordsmanship created by a bastard, it can't be made up to fool people, right?"

Zhuo Ren tossed all night and muttered secretly.

Just when Zhuo Ren had no clue and was ready to give up and try to walk like the wind.

"There is a way in the heart, there is virtue in the action, there is a road under the feet, everything can be followed" An old voice came into Zhuo Ren's mind.

When Zhuo Ren heard this, his emotions instantly became excited, "Old man, didn't you say that my father was fine, why did you deceive me, did you use means to bury the entire valley, why, why did you do this." ”

The mysterious illusory old man fell silent. After waiting for a moment, there was still no sound.

"Although I don't know what your intentions are, as long as I don't die, I will avenge my father after all, unless you wipe me out now" Zhuo Ren's voice was full of determination, he was very sober, and he might be erased in the next second.

Zhuo Ren and Lin Feng were in the illusion arranged by the old man at that time, and they didn't know what happened later, so Zhuo Ren naturally suspected this weird and powerful mysterious old man. Zhuo Ren is a straightforward and fast-talking person, and he doesn't like to pretend to be deep and play with the city. Even if he died, he had to figure out who his enemy was.

After Zhuo Ren finished speaking, there was still no echo in his mind.

"Well, see for yourself"

After a long while, a faint voice spread in his mind, and then, a thrilling, immersive picture was reflected in Zhuo Ren's mind.

A middle-aged man in white fluttering, holding a red long sword, the corners of his mouth moved imperceptibly, and after a while, a wave of energy fluctuations gathered overwhelmingly, the man held the sword in one hand, jumped into the air, volleyed down, the red long sword penetrated Li Yun's black Xuantie sword, and in an instant, the violent Xuan Qi fluctuations spread, and then, the ground began to tremble, the mountain peaks began to shake, and in a few sucks, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the entire valley was quickly filled in to the ground. Before the people in the valley could make a sound, only more than a dozen figures standing in the air appeared above the ruins, and under the moonlight, the sun sign on the chest of more than a dozen figures emitted a cold glow... It made Zhuo Ren shudder.

"Tianyangmen"

Zhuo Ren clenched his hands and gritted his teeth and exhaled heavily.

After sorting out his thoughts and knowing the cause and effect, Zhuo Ren's face was slightly red, a flash of embarrassment flashed, he hesitated for a moment, bowed his head and saluted, "Senior, it's the junior who is abrupt, I misunderstood you, and the junior is at the disposal of the senior."

There was no response for a long time, Zhuo Ren thought to himself, thinking that the old man should have no intention of pursuing it, so he straightened up and savored what the old man said.

There is a way in the heart, there is virtue in the action, there is a road under the feet, and everything can be followed.

After reciting silently for a long time, Zhuo Ren suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and raised his hand to pat his smooth head.

"Smack"

It turns out that the so-called Dao heart is to be kind to others, not to bully the weak, and to have an indomitable and courageous heart, a kind of strong, fearless and strong will.

"There is no dust in the dust, there is no thought in the movement, there is no distraction in the red dust of a sword, there is no distraction in the sword, the refining of the gods is still empty, and the refining of the void is still without ......" The moment he understood the Taoist heart, a mantra came into his mind, and Zhuo Ren couldn't help but read it silently.

After a sleepless night, the eastern sky appeared a magnificent morning glow, wisps of green smoke wafted from the rooftops of the village, and the air was filled with a light veil of mist.

"Mother, I'll go out for a while" Without waiting for Yu Jing to respond, Zhuo Ren rushed out of the yard.

Downstream of the small stream, there is a small bamboo forest.

A red figure rampaged through the depths of the bamboo forest, wielding the broken sword in his hand wantonly. Horizontal slashing, straight stabbing, upward picking, oblique splitting, Zhuo Ren jumped up and down, dancing with his hands, countless bowls of bamboo beside him were cut off by a sword, and the sky was scattered with thin blue-green bamboo leaves. Zhuo Ren came here early in the morning, comprehending the three swords of Taoism, for a moment, stopped the movements in his hand, withdrew the long sword, closed his eyes and pondered, after a while, Zhuo Ren silently recited the mantra, "There is no thought of moving, a sword is red dust, and there is no distraction..."

"Whoa, whoa" Pieces of bamboo were cut off at the waist, and the terrifying edge passed through the bamboo forest, and the aftermath swept across the small stream, bringing up a large splash.

Zhuo Ren looked at the bamboo around him sluggishly, a mess, bamboo leaves flying all over the sky, and a large splash of water burst from the small stream.

"This is a sword asked, so strong" After a moment of pause, Zhuo Ren gradually became happy and excited.

Luofang Mountain, a high mountain that has been burned by fire, all the shrubs and large trees have been reduced to ashes, and some are only low shrubs and vegetation that have just grown in recent years.

Halfway up the mountain, a red figure was lying on its stomach in the grass. Zhuo Ren has become accustomed to the burning sensation brought by the body burning garment, not only because it can improve his physical strength and meridian strength, but more importantly, because the burning sensation it brings can clearly make him remember to avenge his father, and he cannot slack off.

A gray hare appeared in sight, Zhuo Ren jumped suddenly, and quickly ran wildly, the hare was frightened, and ran away, chasing and fleeing, one big and one small two figures ran around Luofang Mountain and circled...

Finally, the hare's physical strength was exhausted, and he paused for a moment, and was quickly picked up by Zhuo Ren, who was getting faster and faster. The hare, probably knowing that he could not escape his fate, struggled a few times, and then shrugged his head with a look of despair.

"Walking like the wind has also reached the entry stage, even if you run at full speed for a day and a night, you will not feel tired, the speed is getting faster and faster, it is estimated that you will be able to break through the small stage in the next few days, and the speed is increasing several times" Carrying the hare, he went down the mountain, and led the big ox at the foot of the mountain on the way home, Zhuo Ren thought happily.

Zhuo Ren sat in the courtyard, staring blankly at the sky, and muttered, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you"

The entire valley was filled, and with Zhuo Ren's current ability, he couldn't open the mountain and crack the land at all, let alone the ordinary people of Tianxi Village, Lin Song suggested that everyone set up a big grave at the foot of Qingyang Mountain for all the dead villagers, and found a huge stone tablet, engraved with 89 lifelike names.

"Ren'er, go and send this rabbit meat to your Grandpa Lin" Yu Jing came from the corner of the yard, holding half a rabbit in her hand, the rabbit had been disemboweled, plucked and divided into two halves, and directly put it in the pot to cook it and eat it.

"Hmm" Zhuo Ren stretched out his hand to take it, and walked towards the other side of the stream.

"Grandpa Lin" Zhuo Ren put the hare meat on the table and shouted at the house with a smile.

"Child, I'm here to send good things to my old man again" Lin Song walked out of the house. Seeing the fresh rabbit meat on the table, he said with a kind face, "I haven't eaten all the food I sent yesterday, my old man can't eat much alone, you take it back, you are the time to grow your body, and your nutrition has to keep up."

Nearly a month has passed since the accident in Qingyang Mountain, and during this time, Zhuo Ren went to the mountain to practice the three swords of walking like the wind and Taoism. From time to time, I can kill some game and bring it back, and every time I come back, I will give a copy to Grandpa Lin.

"No, I still have a lot at home, and my mother and I can't finish it. After saying that, he waved his hand and went back.

Lin Song looked at Zhuo Ren who waved his hand and left, thinking of Lin Feng, who was suffering hard, and his cloudy old eyes were hazy again.

The mother and son had a simple dinner, and the mother vigorously sandwiched the meat for Zhuo Ren, and Zhuo Ren smiled and was happy. In fact, since being refined by the so-called divine soul and quenching the body of the divine sword, Zhuo Ren has been able to insist on not eating or drinking for a long time, during this time, he is still like an ordinary peasant boy, eating meat and eating in a big bowl, just like his mother and Grandpa Lin said, when he grows his body, his nutrition can't keep up.

Sitting in the yard, looking up, the sky was not completely dark, Zhuo Ren thought that after dark, he quietly went to Qingyang Mountain to bow down to his father, and after he came back, he had never been to Qingyang Mountain, and Grandpa Lin and his mother sternly warned themselves not to approach. Even the grave is carried out by the old people in the village, because of the changes that happened in Qingyang Mountain last time, no one in the village dares to approach there, everyone thinks that there are terrifying demons and monsters there, and even the mounds and monuments are at the foot of the mountain, and they dare not cross it. Only Zhuo Ren clearly knew that there was nothing else there now except for the nearly 100 souls who were buried.