"What could it be?" The aura of the ancient city lord suddenly became very powerful, although it was intentionally suppressed in this market, it also made the people on this hundred-zhang long street tremble.

The strong, even if they deliberately conceal it and deliberately hide it, but the strong are strong after all. It's like a tiger that no longer roars and becomes a meow, but there will be no one to provoke a tiger that meows.

"Poof!" a rhythmic voice spread throughout the street, and everyone present knelt down because of the aura of the ancient city lord.

It's not that these people are deliberately kneeling, but they are forced by breath.

In fact, gods are gods, and the reason why they are revered as gods is because they are different from ordinary people and monks, and they already have almost divine powers.

In fact, there are many gods in the world who are revered as gods, and their personalities are also different, just like Yang Daoyi, he has the power to make people surrender and bow, but he can't use it, because the heart of the Tao dictates it.

Another example is the palace master of the first sect of Lancong Palace, with nearly 200,000 disciples, and his skills are much stronger than those of the ancient city lord, but every time he shows people, he will not suppress people who are weaker than him with his breath.

Today, through the means of the ancient city lord, it is enough to witness the character of this person.

"I'm afraid that someone may have used big means to change the state of this radius of a hundred miles, leaving them all in a state of ignorance. Of course, without the presence of our cyber scouting power, we might have thought it was a trick. But the power we felt at that time was suddenly gone. There are only three possible ...... that can have such an effect," said the third-rate deity who asked the question.

"There are three possibilities, one is that space is still, the other is that time is still, and the other is that the person who has appeared is very powerful in itself, so powerful that it is beyond the perception of your third-rate god energy network. However, judging from the caliber of these people, the last possibility is unlikely. Most likely, someone has stagnated time and space, leaving the place blank. "The city lord is also an extremely intelligent existence, and after being reminded by someone, he instantly thought of the key.

"A radius of 100 zhang, time and space are stagnant, this person has to fight with me, and my current strength can only reach within a radius ......of 170 zhang, so that 10,000 people are silent in time and space," the ancient city lord said to others about his strength. His strength had reached unbelievable levels, and it was certainly not true strength, because he might not be able to trust these third-rate gods.

"The man must have only disappeared for a quarter of an hour, and I asked if there had never been such a man in the ancient city, and if we had followed the trail, we might have found him. "Another third-rate god on the side is really a pragmatist, and he actually thinks about doing it directly. However, his actions were ultimately vetoed by the lord of the castle.

"You still don't think enough! You just want to use those methods that are not in the opposite direction, and you can't just follow the map. Don't you want to know why that strange being has brought this space-time to a standstill?" Why would such a person use great mana on this ordinary street......?

"It's been here for many years, and it's all selling fakes, could it be that the person took a fancy to something, and didn't want to give money, so he simply robbed the ......," a venerable god guessed unreliable.

"No, it won't. You can't be so stupid, that existence that is about the same as the city lord can be so stupid?"

"You know, it's not easy, time goes back, it's naturally considerable!" The city lord was also amused by his two stupid subordinates, his narrowed eyes opened for the first time, and a ray of essence shone from it, black and white plaid robes flew, the city lord's palm fluorescent, the law flew, and the fragments of time continued to gather, wanting to form everything that happened at that time.

The shorter the time passes, the easier it is to reproduce, and the more insignificant the person involved, the clearer it can be detected.

"Just let me see who is so bold as to dare to cast a spell at will in this ancient city. The city lord of the ancient city sneered, his face twitching slightly. Gradually, the fragments of time formed a mirror image in front of him, playing everything that had happened here a quarter of an hour ago.

There are a lot of people, but these irrelevant people eventually disappear in the mirror, and in the end, there is nothing left in the mirror, there are no people, no things, only a piece of white light.

"This ........." A third-rate god looked at this mirror image with some horror, and was speechless in shock.

"Impossible, how can he escape and go back in time, am I too weak, or is he or their cause and effect too strong?"

Suddenly, through the mirror image turned out to be a person, a young man of eighteen or nineteen, at the end of the street......

"It turned out to be related to him, and I personally went to see how strange this person was. The city lord of the ancient city said, and stepped out directly to the end of the street.

The two third-rate gods looked at each other and followed, and the young man was still there packing his last bags and preparing to leave.

"Uncle wants to buy whatever you want, if you like it, I'll give it to you, I'm going to close the stall and go home." The young man's words were still pretty much the same.

"No, we don't buy anything...... " The ancient city lord squinted and stared at the young man, and his eyes showed that he could see him thoroughly, but he couldn't see anything.

"You, don't you know me?" finally stopped, and the ancient city lord asked. He is the lord of the city, all eyes are on the town, and everyone who is practicing should know about it, this young man is also a cultivator, but he just called him an uncle, and he obviously didn't know himself. This made the city lord very strange......

"I don't know, almost every day here are people I don't know, uncle, you are the same, I am still the first time I have seen you, how can I know you......" The young man's words made the city lord speechless, the first time I saw it, so I didn't know it, this truth is absolutely right.

"Let's search for souls!" the ancient city lord commanded to the third-rate god under his command.

This kid is too stupid to ask anything, so he can only search for souls.

"Yes!" on the left side of his body, a third-rate god with a fair face also replied.

At the same time, this third-rate god stepped forward and came to the young man, and without waiting for the young man to doubt, he instantly froze him. The third-rate god used his divine soul power to look through the memories of the young man within a quarter of an hour, and it could be said that he had discovered something, or he could say that he knew nothing.

"City ...... Castle Lord......"

"What's the matter, what are you stammering for?" the city lord asked disdainfully.

"There was indeed a force that came a quarter of an hour ago, and as expected, it stood still. But even the memory of this man was erased, and the two of them had a figure but no image, and gave him some money to take away some things, and passed on a method to him, but all words were unknown, and finally disappeared. The third-rate god replied.

"Is it a collection of apprentices? Hurry up...... See what that method is. "The city lord thought of the key, to see what a master needs to see how his method is.

Hearing this, the third-rate venerable god continued to search for souls, but when he touched the memory of the Famen, a sky-high white light rushed out from the young man's sea of knowledge. At the same time, he repelled the third-rate god, but it didn't hurt anyone. This aura made the ancient city lord know that the other party and himself were not on the same level at all.

"Don't look at it, I understand what it means! I took this man as an apprentice. The city lord said hurriedly.

In the end, it is the strong who understands the strong, and in this moment of white light, the ancient city lord has already understood the meaning of Yang Daoyi. It is not a true biography, but it does not tolerate blasphemy, and when we meet, it is fate, leading the way for him.

And throwing away the power of Yang Daoyi, the ancient city lord is also inexplicably familiar with this white light, as if it is a power recorded by his ancestors, a person is almost the same, but it is different, this light is more pure.........

That third-rate god was taken aback when he heard the decision of the city lord of the ancient city, what kind of chance was this?

But it's really good to look at this young man, he is a pseudo-first-class, although it is not first-class, but it is just a little worse.

The third-rate god retreated, the young man sobered up, and muttered in his mouth: "It's such a similar feeling again, it's really strange today...... The words were amazing, and the three of them knew that they had found the right person, but they didn't delve into anything.

I can't, and I don't dare, because Yang Daoyi's strength made the city lord feel a kind of fear of Shangzhen......

"Young man, do you want to know who I am? I am the lord of this ancient city, and I have been guarding this town for two thousand years. The city lord of the ancient city said, a little proud, and at the same time, the power of the gods can shine, making the young man feel miraculous.

The young man was unmoved, so what about the city lord? Since he could talk to himself like this, he might have something to do with him.

"The city lord can take whatever he likes, don't want money......" The young man said a wooden sentence in his mouth, still the same as before.

There was a fierce light in the eyes of the city lord, and he was finally suppressed by him, this person is too faceless, but he can't move, maybe the strong man is looking at his group of people.

"I said I wouldn't buy anything, I would take you as a disciple......," the ancient city lord said to the young man.

"Don't ask me how I am, I am the god in your mouth, don't you think it's glorious to be a god?"

"No, I can become a god, another person told me, but if I did, I would never be like you. I don't want to be your god's disciple, I want to go my divine way. The young man repeatedly rejected the city lord's tolerance.

The city lord was furious, since it was not the true legend of that person, killing it was, as the city lord, he was the god who guarded one side, he was the ruler of this ancient city, what if he killed someone......

"Amitabha. Isn't the donor afraid of being contaminated with great karma?" Suddenly, just after the city lord had the intention of killing, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Well, there will be monks here, isn't there only a monk in the Eastern Plains?" the city lord wondered.

In the eye, he is indeed a monk, and he is dressed in rags and a hundred clothes, and I don't know how many patches he has made. The body has no long object, it is just a wooden bowl in the hand. The golden light protects the body, and everywhere it passes, there is an indescribable Buddha nature.

He looked like he was about sixty years old, with no beard or hair, and his face was full of ravines and rain, and he looked very bitter. However, his strength is even stronger than that of the ancient city lord.

First-class at the same level, the pinnacle of the gods! Such a person should be a big man even in the empty gate. What's more, in the time when the people were not out, although the empty sect was nominally a second-rate sect, it was actually not even a third-rate sect. The really capable strong Shenxiu and Huineng are all sad and self-proclaimed, they don't know where to go, the real people retreat in the empty door, and the fake monks have their own faction, but no one dares to destroy them, they are all afraid of the so-called essence to shoot.

Such a person should be a real person who is unwilling to go along with the same stream, a true monk......

The key to the heart is connected, and the city lord naturally treats each other politely, after all, the empty door is not chaotic, and such a person is likely to be a person in power, much more powerful than himself.

"The master is the previous empty door clear stream - ascetic?" The city lord saw through the identity of the monk. Ascetic is not a pronoun, but refers to an exact person. An identical legend of the empty gate......

"Yes and what? What if it is not? Truth and falsehood, falsehood and reality, cause and effect, cause and effect, cause and effect. It's just a vain!" The ragged old man didn't really answer him.

"Recently, people have come out, I heard that my Buddha has reappeared, to remove the false and keep the true, so not far away from hundreds of millions of miles just to go to the homeland, today I went here to see the donor's killing thoughts, and I don't want this blood to stain the streets. Can the benefactor give me a face and spare his life?" asked the old monk.

After listening to the monk's words, the city lord became more and more sure that this old monk was a famous ascetic. To keep the false and keep the true, he is the truth, and now the false monks have been destroyed by the Buddha of Shakya, and his clear stream is also going to return.

"The monks are compassionate, since the predecessors have asked for it, then they are willing to be adults in the down, and the master is please. "The city lord is very jealous, and he can't touch this young man today.

"Little donor, I am afraid that there will be a disaster in staying here, would you like to practice with me, not to seek the world, but to seek nothing more than yourself?" asked the dervishe.

"The life-saving grace of the seniors, the younger generations are unforgettable, and they will follow the master in the future. Although the young man is safe for the time being, he is not stupid, he knows that he is just loved by the monk, otherwise after the monk leaves, there will really be a disaster, and after judging the situation, he decided to follow this person.

Twenty years ago, I had a good relationship in the south of Nanze, but a girl doll didn't want to practice with me. Twenty years later, in the middle of Nanze, I met a good fate again and finally got my wish. My Buddha blesses, Amitabha!" the old monk was a little happy and solemnly said the Buddha's name.

If Mu Yanrong was here, she would definitely recognize this old monk, because they had met before!

"Amitabha! Since then, you have practiced with me, shaved your hair and become a monk, and cut off three thousand worries, do you have anything to do?" the great monk asked.

"I am in fear all day long, just for food and clothing, I don't have to worry about it, but I just survive. The young man replied on his knees.

"The little benefactor has a deep relationship with the Buddha, if so, you and I will be masters and apprentices in the future!" he said and waved the razor in his hand, and at the same time fell out of the hair that had been broken by the roots.

Although the old monk was already the pinnacle of first-class gods, he still shaved his head with a razor like a mortal unhurriedly. The sunset has appeared, and the light of the Buddha and the sunset complement each other, bursting out with the power of fascination.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the shaving was caused, and the old monk took a long incense stick from nowhere and lit six incense scars.

"Today, I will give you the Dharma name of clear mind, and I hope that you will be able to become a Buddha in the future. The old monk said to Mingxin, who was kneeling.

"Master Xie, keep it in mind. As he spoke, he folded his hands and kowtowed three times. After all, the people of Mu Ne have their own way of cultivation, which may be the best destination for the young man's clear heart.

"Can the master give me a thin noodle like my city lord's mansion?" Seeing that everything was done, the city lord of the ancient city sent an invitation to the dervishes.

Tomorrow our master and apprentice will continue to travel north, and then cross the East Plains eastward. Asceticism, asceticism, how can you do it without suffering? Amitabha!" recited another Buddha name, and a Buddha's light shone brightly, and the two disappeared into the street in an instant. The stalls are still the same, but there are fewer bowls for eating and straw sandals on their feet.

"Hmph! It's really a bit of a back today! We have encountered two hard stubbles in succession! We are going home, and there will be big things in the near future!" the ancient city lord scolded angrily, but in the end, there was nothing to be done, the situation was stronger than people.

Finally disappeared into the street in an instant, and everyone who knelt down to worship also got up in a hurry, and today's event was enough for them to discuss for many days. But I'm afraid no one will say that even if there is someone behind these people, they will definitely not be comparable to the city lord.

Today's events will lose the face of the city lord, and no one will say it outside, but it can be said in another form, such as beautifying it......

At this moment, in the inn a few miles away from here, Li Shaoyang and Yang Daoyi had already taken out the black mud platform and were studying it motionlessly!

"Old man Yang, are you sure this is a treasure? Why do I think this is a corner of the foundation of a kiln?" Li Shaoyang was a little suspicious, because just now, Yang Daoyi told him that this black mud platform was a treasure, and it was a very big kind of treasure.

"You think, just you think, I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I'm an expert in this area, it's impossible to look away. Yang Daoyi said something similar to a tongue twister.

"Where are you an expert? Looking at the posture, it should be a brick family, the brick ...... of bricks" Li Shaoyang really has no one in this word.

"But then again, if this is really a treasure, why did you give that person this little thing, isn't it a loss?" Li Shaoyang is young after all, and he can't see through many things here.

"Hahaha, that's a lot for him. Have you ever heard the saying? The puppet is not guilty, but he is guilty! If he has good things but is unable to protect them, he will be guilty. If I give him tens of thousands of silver and hundreds or thousands of spirit stones, it will be fatal for him!" Yang Dao said one by one, explaining the truth.