The old book looks primitive and old, and the cover made of sheepskin has been yellowed and torn over time. Luo Banxia picked up the ancient book, and found that there were a few lines of dense small characters engraved on the stone table, and he looked at it carefully.

"In the first year of the alien god, the Inhuman clan was crowned to the top of the god, and it was known as the alien god in history. Under the leadership of the alien god, the Inhumans have expanded their territory, multiplied, and prospered. The land of China is everywhere. ”

Luo Banxia was shocked, looking at it like this, these words should be a record of the past anecdotes of Yiren, and Deng Shi also raised his interest and continued to look down.

"With the strength of the Inhumans, they gradually angered the gods, so the flood fell, and the Inhumans in the world suffered heavy casualties, and only a small part of them retreated to the Western Sea. The alien god was angry and resisted the sky, but in the end he was invincible, and was shattered into the realm of Yama. There are two things left, one is to carry the weapon of the alien god hammer, and the other is the secret record of the cultivation of the magic and the magic of the demon. ”

"The alien race is struggling to survive, and people and gods are angry. The Lord of the Temple of Heterogeneity has been passed down to the present generation for more than 3,200 years. The contemporary hall master is majestic and strategic, and the Tao is through the gods, collecting two objects of different gods, and wanting to open the sky against the world. The act of opening the heavens will surely plunge the alien race into a state of no return. I and my brother Li Chengshan's admonition was fruitless, so we made an appointment to steal the treasure. The two of us stole the first volume of the Secret Record and the Arcana Hammer respectively, and fled and dispersed on the way, and there was no news for the following years. ”

"I looked for a remote village and hid here. I have seen the secret method in my hand many times, and I want to destroy it, but when I think that this is a thing left by a strange god, I can't bear it. Then he opened the mountain and dug a road and placed it in it. After many years of hope, the body has been buried in the ground, the world has changed, and the conquest is no more. If someone is destined to get it, hope to use it to do good, and don't move the idea of opening the sky. Zhou Xuanshen, the purple electric protector of the temple of different gods, respected. ”

After reading these words, Luo Banxia had mixed feelings. The world is really such a coincidence and mysterious, the secret book left by Grandpa Zhou was discovered by himself many years later, and even the Alien God Hammer has always been carried by him. It can only be said that there is a fate in the underworld, and the trajectory of fate converges into a river, entangled here.

He looked at these words quietly, and Zhou Xuanshen's voice and smile appeared in his mind, everything seemed like yesterday. The Alien God Hammer in his arms emitted a faint blue light, trembling slightly, as if he felt Luo Banxia's mood and echoed each other.

Luo Banxia also discovered the strangeness of the Alien God Hammer and took it out immediately. The blue light gradually intensified, and the volume of the Alien Hammer also rose against the storm, turning into a complete form in an instant, and a strong and thick pressure swept out. The Alien God Hammer had been quietly dormant in Luo Banxia's arms for eight years, but at this time, it was like a drought and nectar that was frantically calling for something. Just as Luo Banxia was surprised, the ancient scroll in his hand came out of his hand and flew straight into the air, slowly opening in the flash of blue-gold light. Columns of golden words appeared in front of Luo Banxia's eyes.

The words are difficult and complicated, Luo Banxia didn't want to watch them, but these words seemed to have spirituality, and word by word kept flashing in his mind, deeply engraved on them. At first, Luo Banxia still felt half-understood, but as time passed, he gradually became obsessed with the world of words. There are many passages that he is very familiar with, and they are actually some basic mental methods that Zhou Xuanshen taught him when he was a child.

When I was a child, when I learned these mental methods, I only felt obscure and incomprehensible, and they were not very powerful, and they were all methods of breathing and breathing. But at this time, judging from the content of the ancient scrolls, there is a sense of integration and empowerment. With these basic running methods, you will be able to use the secret records recorded in the ancient scrolls. And this ancient scroll really deserves to be left by a foreign god, some of the subtleties of it, Luo Banxia couldn't fully understand it for a while, and its profundity and breadth were even better than the three spiritual paths of the Female Spirit Palace and the exercises passed on by Xiao Kongqing.

After reading, Luo Banxia entered a wonderful state of concentration, and all the words on the ancient scroll had been imprinted in his mind, and he couldn't forget it. At this time, the light dimmed, and the ancient scroll and the hammer of the god returned to their original state, and they fell to the ground with a "pop". Luo Banxia turned a deaf ear, and only carefully recalled the profound exercises on the ancient scrolls, although he can only comprehend about fifty percent now, but he is already full of true qi, and he has cultivated to great progress in a short period of time. Anyway, I have memorized the full text, and I can refer to it slowly when I have time in the future.

Immersed in the sea of thoughts, he only felt indescribably comfortable and warm all over his body, and he didn't know how long it took, when Luo Banxia slowly opened his eyes, two golden lights lit up in the small hall. Luo Banxia let out a long breath of turbidity, turned over and stood up, and moved his muscles and bones. I only heard the crackling sound of the bones around my body, and my whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

He stepped forward and picked up the scrolls and the hammer of the gods from the ground. Put the ancient scroll back on the stone table again, put his hands together, and said quietly: "Grandpa Zhou, your hard work Banxia knows, Banxia misses you very much." Don't worry, I will use this body to practice the right path, and I will seek revenge on you in the future. ”

After speaking, he bowed down and bowed three times, took the Alien Hammer in his hand, and walked out of the stone hall.

Everything was quiet again, only the ancient book lay quietly in the cold stone table, as if it had gone through millions of years, quietly gazing at the vicissitudes and changes of the world in the corner.

Back on top of the hilltop clearing, it was already night. Luo Banxia looked at the huge stone pillars around him, and suddenly on a whim, the magic trick in the secret record of dark luck, the Alien God Hammer instantly became larger, emitting a dazzling blue-gold light. Luo Banxia swung his sledgehammer to the side, and a dazzling blue light shot out, bombarding a boulder several meters high. When the dust and smoke billowed on the board, the boulder turned into powder in an instant in the face of unparalleled strength, and drifted away with the wind.

Luo Banxia was a little frightened and a little happy, this magical demon secret record is so powerful, it is really rare to have exercises that can match it, this is only the first volume of the exercises, if the whole set of exercises are all learned and understood, it really has the ability to open up the world, and when he is in his heart, he has three points of admiration for that strange god, such an unborn genius, it is not surprising that he cultivates into a god.

The blow was successful, and at that moment Luo Banxia shrank the Alien God Hammer and put it into his arms again. Looking at the sky, it was no longer suitable for hurrying. He stretched out his hand, and a volley of dust droplets appeared. Luo Banxia lifted his breath, jumped up to the dust, and turned into a ray of blue light and headed in the direction of Qingshui Town.

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Early in the morning.

When the first rays of sunlight shine down, the streets of Qingshui Town are already bustling with people. The sound of all kinds of early drinking, children's frolicking, and village women's chatting all together constitute a summer picture of a simple town. At this time, at the door of an inn in the town, Luo Banxia was pacing out leisurely.

He had rested here for the night last night, and he was already refreshed, and this morning he was about to move towards Xihe Mountain, when he was just about to take up the sword, an old and muddy voice sounded from the corner of the street: "Young man, please wait." ”

Luo Banxia was stunned for a moment, followed the voice and looked, only to see that it was an old man who was over the age of old. The old man had white hair, wrinkled face, ordinary cloth clothes, a yellow face, and cloudy eyes, like an ordinary old man, the type that he could not recognize if he was thrown into the crowd. He looked around and found that there was no one, and immediately said suspiciously, "Old man, are you calling me?"

I didn't know this old man, so I guessed that he recognized the wrong person. Unexpectedly, the old man continued to speak, and there seemed to be a trace of anger in his voice: "Nonsense! If you don't call someone, who else can you call, do you see that there are others around here?"

Luo Banxia was depressed for a while, and he didn't expect that the old man's temper was quite big, but he didn't care, and said respectfully at the moment: "Yes, old man." Is there anything you want me to do?"

The old man glanced at him lightly, and said hoarsely: "Look at your outfit, you should be a person who cultivates the true Dao, right?"

Luo Banxia arched his hand and nodded, "The junior is indeed a cultivator, may I ask what the senior commands." ”

The old man said, "It's nothing, I just want you to help me deliver something." ”

Luo Banxia was slightly surprised, and said respectfully: "Old man, the younger generation still has important things to do, so it is inconvenient to send them off." How about I send your belongings to the town's post station and ask them to deliver them on your behalf?"

The old man rolled his eyes and said lightly: "Alas, the wind of the world is going down, the wind of the world is going down." When I was young, my elders told me to do something, and I went right away, without any ambiguity. ”

Luo Banxia Deng was speechless, and said helplessly after a while: "Eh, the junior can just send it for you." ”

The old man said, "That's right. This is a letter, you helped me pass it on to the head of the Female Spirit Palace. With that, the old man silently took out a folded letter from his arms and handed it to Luo Banxia.

Luo Banxia was shocked in his heart and said, "The head of Yankong has gone to the immortal many years ago, and the predecessors don't know what their relationship is with him?"

The old man's cloudy eyes revealed a sad color, and he paused for a moment before he said, "Is this so? After a pause, he said to Luo Banxia again: "Who is the current head of the Female Spirit Palace?"

Luo Banxia hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "The current head of the sect is the head of the sect of Master Yankong, the head of the sect of Master Yankong. ”

The old man nodded, "Then help me give him this letter." ”

Luo Banxia arched his hand and said: "The juniors are willing to help the seniors deliver the letter, but this time the juniors still have important matters, and I am afraid that there is no time to take care of them in the near future, and the retreat practice of the head of the house has not yet come out, so it is estimated that I will have to wait for a while." ”

The old man laughed, "It's okay, more than ten years have passed, and it's not bad at this time." The old man thanked me first. Also, young man, you're doing a good job of practicing the three spiritual paths. ”

Luo Banxia's eyes widened and he stood on the spot. The old man grinned, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be squeezed into a heap, "Don't be surprised, young man, there is still a long way to go." After speaking, he didn't care about Luo Banxia, who was stunned in place, and walked away.

Just as the old man was about to disappear on the street corner, Luo Banxia came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted, "Senior, can I ask your name?"

An old voice came from afar: "Wu Dasheng." ”