The eldest brother wants to kill him.

Suddenly, Qing Yanghuan shook his head, this is simply impossible, he returned to his youth, and his every move and behavior was very immature, as if he had really returned to his teens.

The eldest brother Qingyangluan will not harm him, fratricidal cannibalism is a major event in the Qingyang clan to depose the clan, in the entire mountains and seas wilderness, being expelled from the tribe is a heavier punishment than death, and the tribes in the great wilderness are very united.

Thinking back to all this, he didn't remember that the eldest brother led him to this wilderness and forest, and the eldest brother's appearance was not fake.

And the words of the other man in the clan are not false, three people have three different statements, and there must be a demon when things go wrong.

Obviously, this matter is real, if it is really the eldest brother who led him to this mountain wilderness, as for why the eldest brother doesn't remember, it's very simple, because the eldest brother is just a god hiding realm.

For a martial artist in the Divine Hidden Realm, it is not that he wants to pinch it roundly, and he can pinch it if he wants to pinch it flat, and it is just an idle matter to change his memory, and he still has a way to deal with a martial artist in the Divine Hidden Realm.

Holding the stone spear in his hand, Qingyang Huan's eyes looked at the time in a daze, and finally sighed.

"Master, is it fun?"

Airplanes!

In an instant, Qing Yanghuan saw the surrounding ancient forests and mountains dissolving like broken shadows, and the eldest brother and the young men in the clan who were following him also began to dissolve into invisibility.

The scroll of pictures spread out in the long river of fate began to crumble, and the time and space around him seemed to have turned into a haze, chaotic, and unclear time and space.

Of course, the mottled and broken stone spear held in Qingyang Huan's hand did not disappear, a faint purple light flowed, purple smoke swirled, and an illusory and strong figure soon appeared.

"Stinky boy, dare to ridicule the master. ”

The figure that emerged was not his master Arabun, who else could it be.

With an angry look and a majestic look, he stared at Qingyang Huan.

In this regard, Qingyang Huan seemed to have not seen it, he was really pitiful, he didn't expect that he had been deceived for so long, he thought that the old guy in front of him couldn't look down on him, but now it seems that he wants to get away with it, and he is still young.

"The children can be taught. ”

The next moment, the appearance of the strict teacher that Huangzun tried so hard to maintain was not unbearable at all, and his expression suddenly changed, and he scolded loudly: "The stinky boy's wings hardened you, you dare to ignore the teacher, and dare to doubt whether you should be punished for being a teacher." ”

"Master, you can play in the old city. ”

"That's it. ”

Arazun stood with his hands in his hands, but at this moment his figure was condensed by purple smoke and dust, and from his thighs down was a cloud of rich purple smoke, which seemed a little smoky and dusty, so he was a little less really angry.

"As a teacher, I know that you can find it, you don't have to look for it, I stayed in the Southern Wilderness for so many years as a teacher, just to wait for you to appear, not surprised, not surprised, not moved. ”

"I want to think that when your master respected me, I knew an era before, and I knew an era later, what could escape the eyes of the teacher, your appearance, the teacher had expected it a long time ago. ”

Really.

For a while, hearing Shizun say this, Qing Yanghuan couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking who wanted to leave him in the first place, looking like he wouldn't let him, the old guy was really good at acting.

If you don't go to the Gara tribe to be a venerable, it's really condescending.

"Back then, the old man was surprised to see your bones, with excellent talent and good luck, and now it is really not what the old man expected, well, although there is still a little gap from the old man's requirements, but it is barely so-so, but you can't be complacent, you have to work hard to ascend to the throne and the emperor's road. ”

Wrong!

The next moment, Qingyang Huan looked stunned and almost fell for it again.

"Master, you are really my good master. ”

Looking at Qingyang Huan's suddenly changed appearance, Huangzun sighed slightly, seemed to be a little interested, and waved his hand hatefully, as if the big slap was about to fall down, but finally stopped.

"Okay, as a teacher, I don't like your self-cleverness, you can be smart yourself, and you can think of the final truth, it's not fun. ”

"I think at the beginning, to be honest, I really didn't look down on you as a teacher, just to run out of the mud, and the first thing I met was the humble brother in your family.

But he can't, he's too honest and loyal, he's a man who keeps things, but he's not a big thing, such a martial artist can't beat a stuffy fart with three sticks, and he won't run around if he is too peaceful, he will only stay in a small place and bounce.

So I chose you as a teacher, you kid is restless, courageous, no matter if it is good to do things, first hug it and see the result, such a character can get out of the poor mountains and remote places, and you can leave the broken place with the teacher.

I thought I would just give you some benefits, but I didn't think that your kid was a dissatisfied, and he wanted to swallow it for the teacher, which was ruthless enough. ”

"That's right. ”

At this moment, Qingyang Huan nodded reassuringly, his master really had the idea of using him at the beginning, and when he left the poor countryside in the Southern Wilderness, he kicked himself off.

"You are just a little guy from a small tribe, originally wanted to come to you out of the clan land, it won't take long to be swallowed by others, become someone else's stepping stone, when the time comes to find a little guy for the teacher, I didn't expect to be lucky, all the way forward. ”

"I don't know when Shizun gave up the idea of kicking his disciple. ”

Qing Yanghuan stared at the purple-robed figure in front of him, he was really in a cold sweat at this moment, fortunately he was fighting for himself, otherwise he would be really hard.

I'm so good to you, you want to hurt me.

"When the Purple Gold Law is handed over to you. ”

At this moment, Huangzun did not hide it, there is one thing to say, Qingyang Huan is what he watched step by step on the road of martial arts, his vision has not seen any genius, it is precisely because he has seen too much that the genius demon will be so ordinary in his eyes.

From the end of the Wei Dynasty to the heavens, there will be legends in every era, so he doesn't care about geniuses and demons at all.

"Stinky boy. ”

"Old thing. ”

"Haha......"

For a while, the purple light was flourishing, and there was a lot of laughter.

With a smile, Qingyang Huan smiled very happily, back then he clung to his master, isn't it because the world of Qingyang is too small, and his father, who is as majestic as a mountain in his heart, has never even walked out of Lashan, where he is located.

He didn't want to stay in that poor mountain for the rest of his life, in the eyes of his master back then, it was a martial arts road to the outside world.

With the sound of laughter, purple light smoke rose up, like a passing cloud, drifting across the heavens and the earth.

"Within ten years, if you can't ascend to the throne, the teacher will teach you a lesson. ”

In the purple smoke dancing, the figure of the desolate emperor merged into the purple glow, everything in front of Qingyang Huan's eyes began to dissolve rapidly, and the sound of the flowing water of the long river of fate came from his ears.

At this moment, he stood on the long river of fate, and in the illusory river behind him, a tributary was divided, which turned into a heavenly river behind him, and rolled upside down, and pictures were derived from the river water.

The protagonist in each picture scroll is him, or fighting, or breaking into the secret realm of the forbidden land, or gathering with his clansmen, each picture scroll is a microcosm of his former martial arts road.

The path of his destiny.

The depressed thoughts in my heart, looking back on the past, I am still lucky, how can there be closeness in the world for no reason, because I hold on tightly, I just entered the mysterious teacher, and everything is what I strive for.

Time also.

Life also.

Now I am relieved, the back of the stone spear makes sense, obviously the projection of the master's will appeared, and it is precisely to solve the doubts that have been entangled in his heart for a long time, the matter is opened, and there will naturally be no more mustard between the master and apprentice.

Besides, his master is so lazy, and he will have to rely on himself to support his old age in the future.

Where to find such a good disciple?

Buzz!

The river of destiny that rises from the long river of fate gathers all the processes of everything that belongs to him from the beginning of his birth to the present, and it is flowing like a heavenly river at this moment.

"Condensation!"

In an instant, Qingyanghuan's eyes opened and closed suddenly, bursting out of a dazzling and blazing beam, and the surging river behind him suddenly stagnated, bursting with a faint blue light, and each picture scroll outlined an ancient image rune, intertwined and bonded together, turning into a chain of fate.

"The Chain of Fate. ”

"Based on the experience of the years, guided by the context of fate, it has become a chain of fate. ”

Returning to the four corners of the ruin world, the warriors who retreated to a far away place saw a purple-robed figure standing in the long river of fate, and with a wave of his hand, he led the long river of fate to roll up the sky.

Thundered!

The thunder exploded in the sky above the Ruins World, tearing apart the void and sprinkling the starlight in the sky, and under the convergence of the starlight, the rising purple gas and the starry sky intertwined, evolving into a magnificent starry sky.

Under the starry sky, Qingyang Huan's figure is even more majestic, the ancient picture scrolls behind him are intertwined, and the whole figure is surrounded by purple lightning, just like the eternal and immortal divine light.

ps I didn't change it at night, I had relatives at home, and I had to go to the train station to see people off at night.

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