The young man next to him, seeing the situation on the Rune Pavilion, couldn't help but twitch on his face, but it was only an instant, and he regained his calm: "I really underestimated him before, he is good at swordsmanship, and his runes are also superb." Meng Yao, how many of these twelve immortal talismans are you sure to copy now?"

"Last time, I copied the twelve immortal runes of the Rune Pavilion for a total of eleven ......" Xi Mengyao looked up at the twelve immortal runes, and her face was a little arrogant. Then, with a dejected expression, he looked at the last stele. Only this stele is different in color from other steles. It was silver, sparkling, and the material was changed to light marble. It is not more precious than gold, but it has another special surname.

"In the past few years, I have been working on the last stone monument, which is the last word 'luck', but I have never been able to draw it. The so-called luck is too difficult to grasp. If it weren't for this, I really doubt that there is such a rule in this world. It will take me two years to master. It is said that above the 'luck', there is also the so-called 'fate', which is even more unfathomable. Having said that, the achievements of our ancestors are nothing more than that. Only these twelve immortal runes were left, and the word "higher universe" was not touched at all——"

As soon as she talked about the way of the talisman, she immediately opened the conversation, and her mouth began to talk endlessly, and she couldn't stop talking.

The young man didn't listen to her words, but just remembered her previous words in his heart just now, and then he directly diverted the topic and said: "I guess I want to break the sword formation, it will also take two years, it turns out that Meng Yao is the same as me......"

"These words are so ugly. On the Rune Pavilion, when Qin Lie was copying the immortal runes, he suddenly snorted softly, looking at the blood talismans written on those stone tablets, he couldn't help but sigh, these immortal talismans looked at it carefully, they were simply ugly and twisted vines, unbearable.

"You're just a martial artist, what can you understand!"

Xi Mengyao snorted coldly, and then looked at those blood talismans with the eyes of peerless calligraphy: "Without any spiritual energy, no matter how clever the person who draws the talisman, it is difficult to be impartial." These talismans may be ugly, but they already contain the Heavenly Talisman Dao, there is no shortage of what should be, and there is no such thing as not. This person's mastery of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has clearly reached the extreme. I don't know what the situation is in the central cloud land, but in the east of the cloud land, there are no more than five people of the same age in the world—"

After a pause, Xi Mengyao's eyes turned to Qin Lie on the stage, full of confidence: "It's decided, if he can copy the last talisman." I, Xi Mengyao, are chasing him backwards, and I want to get him. ”

The young man smiled 'poof', and then hurriedly put it away, without any objection, and continued to look at the stage with a serious and old-fashioned face.

And at this moment, Qin Lie was already standing in front of the 'thunder' word tablet, and he also touched the beginning of this immortal talisman with his blood-dripping index finger.

The boy didn't care, and the difficulty of copying Lei characters was second only to Qiankun Yin and Yang. But since the last four words have been drawn, it is difficult to come to this thunder word.

I was only a little curious in my heart, whether this person could copy the most difficult word 'luck' in Xi Mengyao's mouth.

"Xun is the wind! The wind is the movement of the air. Cold and heat hedge, the two winds are heavy, the long wind is endless, and it is pervasive!"

"The thunder is thunder, and the thunder is loud, and the sound vibrate is loud, so it is heard in a hundred miles. The east is wood, wood has yin and yang, and the knot is shocking!"

The index finger rests on the stone tablet, neatly drawing the last blood stain. On the Tianfu platform, there was a loud and small sound. The melody is weird, which suddenly makes people's minds clear, and suddenly shocks people's hearts in a trance.

Qin Lie sucked on the wound on his finger, feeling a little helpless in his heart, waiting for his side, these thunder sounds dissipated.

Even if you don't use any spiritual soul thoughts, when these runes containing the natural avenue are drawn, they naturally have a certain natural power.

The thunder character has been formed, and the next one is the 'Yun' character.

Qin Lie's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, his luck and fortune were the most ethereal and unpredictable. From the dust and sand of ants to the world of home and country, they all have their own 'luck'.

He still touched this talisman with his index finger, and everyone in the entire school field held his breath for a while.

In just a moment, Qin Lie's divine consciousness began to resonate with this talisman. Then his consciousness was forcibly withdrawn again.

But this time, it was no longer a stone monument to observe the various natures and phenomena between heaven and earth, but a dream that seemed to be real. Immerse his consciousness completely.

I don't know how long it took, when Qin Lie came back to his senses, two lines of tears actually dripped from his eyes.

In a trance, Qin Lie seemed to have experienced the life of an old man. The rise and fall of the family and the country, the ups and downs of life in just a few decades.

"It turns out that the true meaning of the word 'luck' is so simple!"

Dumbfounded, Qin Lie couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment. The hostility towards this Lingyun Sect suddenly subsided a lot.

He didn't know what the Lingyun Patriarch meant by setting up the puppet sword array and setting up these twelve immortal mansion monuments.

But today, he Qin Lie is also more or less beneficial, and he has received some benefits from this primeval strongman.

Eleven immortal talismans, eleven illusions, although he has already mastered the true meaning of the talismans, it is not without benefit.

And this luck, what he understood at this time, although only the most superficial ones. But it can make him really step into the door of this most unpredictable and supreme supernatural avenue!

"Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking. Who knows the extreme? It is not right. It is strange to be reinstated, and good is to be a demon. The mystery of people is said to be solid for a long time!"

"Know its male, guard its female, for the world's stream, know its glory, guard its humiliation, for the world's valley, know its white, guard its black, for the world's style!"

"There is no way for good and evil, but people call themselves, and the retribution of good and evil follows you like a shadow!"

The Heavenly Dao exists naturally, and the so-called luck is also within the Heavenly Dao. However, it is often unpredictable due to the changes in the natural cosmic environment. People have been confused about the blessings and misfortunes of fate for a long time, and the reason why the disasters and blessings in fate depend on each other is that the good and evil and good and evil of people's surnames change impermanently.

Therefore, "the root of evil lies in the evil of the body and the evil of thoughts, and the root of happiness lies in the cultivation of virtue and good deeds." ”

- But the true meaning of this word is really so simple?

Qin Lie sneered, thinking that if I enter your door, I am afraid that in this life, it will be difficult to truly master this way of fortune.

If every man in this world does good, will there be no more evil in this world?

But for now, there's no need to dig too deep. As soon as he was a little spirit master who had just settled down, it was difficult for him to even save his life, so why did he need to exhaustively investigate the true meaning of the Great Dao?

The blood trails stretched along the nicks. In the previous life, the character of 'luck' was copied nearly a thousand times, and in this life, I realized the true meaning of this life. So that Qin Lie's every stroke at the moment is strong bones and muscles, smart and elegant, and natural, and there is no longer the ugly feeling of half a point ago.

And when the last stroke is made, it is painted. On this rune pavilion, there was no other change, only the stone tablet made of light marble stone suddenly cracked all over the ground and exploded to smithereens!

The entire school field was immediately silent again, Liang Miaozi's face was as gray as paper, and Lin Fei's expression was solemn.

Xi Mengyao, who was under the stone platform, was simply in a daze, talking to herself in a very low voice.

"It was really painted by him, obviously impossible. My father said that under the tour, it is impossible to touch the way of fortune. Not to mention that it is a tour, even if it has been molded into a 'true form', it does not have such ability. We are all ants under the avenue, how can we touch this true heavenly mystery? And this guy's character brushwork, just before he actually entered the realm again, I really envy the dead. Damn, the word tablet is broken, where am I going to learn this talisman in the future? Could it be that I have to go to the other four major cloud lands, or the cloud palace of the Lingyun Sect-"

The young man next to him raised his eyebrows when he heard this. His face flashed slightly, and he shook his head.

He still didn't quite understand the meaning of Xi Mengyao's words, but he knew that the ordinary man on this stage seemed to have really done something terrible.

Qin Lie's posture of drawing the last stroke also lasted for half a breath. In the moment when this stone talisman was shattered, it was also a warm current, entering his body from his fingertips and straight into the primordial spirit.

However, this time, the amount was nearly ten times larger than the inflow of the previous eleven rune tablets.

Qin Lie finally sensed what these warm currents were.

"Sure enough, it's a rune, is it an immortal rune spirit seed? In this way, the cold qi in those eighteen sword puppets should probably be beyond my expectations——"

With a slight turn of his mind, Qin Lie came to his senses. Looking at the gravel all over the ground, and the still silent audience. Immediately, I only felt that my mind was open-minded, and the depression was gone.

"Cool!"

Laughing softly, Qin Lie's eyebrows flew, revealing a slight look of joy.

"This is the sword formation that is known to be unbreakable, the twelve immortal talismans that no one can copy, the 30,000 disciples of the Lingyun Sect, is it not as good as me, a nameless person, he-"

With a sneer, Qin Lie's words stopped abruptly. Thinking about the gift of the Lingyun Patriarch in his body. If you say something even worse, you still can't say it.

Zhou Ji's face next to him changed sharply, and after a while, he regained his calm: "In the past, the ancestor said that these eighteen sword puppets and twelve immortal rune god tablets. Those who can achieve one of them can be passed on to the children of the master. Those who can do both can enter the Ancestral Master Hall to participate in cultivation for three years after ten years, I don't know what Qin Lie thinks of you?"

The sights of the audience immediately turned to contemplation. They all looked silent, waiting for Qin Lie's choice.

Knowing that this ordinary young man can surpass everyone here with just one word.

And the three words of Patriarch Hall are even more indescribably enviable.

In the distance, Liang Miaozi clenched his fists, his knuckles exploded, and his expression was uncertain.

- In this world, there are really martial arts and spiritual methods, and all of them are extremely talented people. It's just that such an amazing talent actually appeared here!

Qin Lie was also slightly shocked, and there was a hesitation in his mind.

After three years of studying in the Lingyun Patriarch Hall, there is such a good thing?

The Ancestor Hall of the Lingyun Sect was one of the ten holy places of the Ten Ancient Sects. Although it is the last in the ranking, it also gathers the martial arts and soul essence of all generations of geniuses in the Lingyun Sect for thousands of years, and countless people flock to it.

The Twelve Immortal Talismans and the Puppet Sword Formation here are also extraordinary, but compared to those martial arts and spiritual methods in the Holy Land, they are the most superficial methods.

Swallowing his saliva, Qin Lie was a little salivating.

"Patriarch Hall? It's just that I, Qin Lie, really don't have that cheekiness. Now that he has been looked down upon, he may not necessarily worship under the Lingyun Sect. Anyway, you can't look down on my Qin Lie's despicable body, right?"

After speaking, Qin Lie jumped suddenly, jumped off the Rune Pavilion, and walked directly to the entrance of the Dao Palace.

Zhou Ji in the back opened his mouth, wanting to open his mouth to stay, but in the end he turned into a sigh and was silent. And Liang Miaozi, who was standing in front of the main hall from beginning to end, had a drop of blood dripping from his fists.

In the entire school ground, hundreds of Lingyun Sect disciples were all red-faced, both annoyed and ashamed.

Lingyun Sect's 10,000-year-old reputation and door rules seemed to be trampled on the ground at this moment.

The elders of the Lingyun Sect who rushed to the stage looked even more and more depressed, and that Liang Miaozi only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his throat was slightly sweet. The inside of the mouth is full of rust smell.

Qin Lie laughed loudly and continued to go outside. was about to step out of the gate, but suddenly saw a figure in front of him, and suddenly stopped at the door. Tall and thin, with a young face, slightly dark skin, and a sunny temperament, it makes people subconsciously feel good. Only that look is like a beast at the moment, fierce and arrogant.

A domineering and powerful momentum also rushed to the face at this moment, shaking the heart. As if in front of him, it was a fishy leopard who was trying to choose people and devour the colorful leopard, not a teenager of the same age as him and about 16 years old.

Qin Lie's eyes narrowed slightly.

The memories buried in the depths of the mind came alive in an instant. Ye Qingmang, the son of Lingyun Tianjiao, entered the Lingyun Sect at the age of thirteen, and only three years later, he stepped into the ranks of core disciples.

The disciples of Lingyun Sect this year, except for him. Who else can master the 'potential' of martial arts at such an age?

Since this person is there, then the other person must be there. His eyes wandered, and he patrolled around, and sure enough, not far away, he found a young girl. The front is flushed, and he looks at it from a distance with interest.

If it is as expected, this woman must be surnamed Xi and named Meng Yao.

In the post-primeval era, spiritual energy surged. Countless heroes were born. These two people will definitely be top geniuses when they grow up

His mind fluctuated slightly, and he regained his composure. Qin Lie's figure still did not stop for a moment, and the dragon elephant resolutely moved forward by itself. However, the direction in which the footsteps fell changed slightly. Just turning his body to the side, he understated it, causing this fierce leopard-like momentum to disintegrate. Passing by the young man's side, he staggered.

Ye Qingmang's figure was immediately shocked. Then he snorted coldly: "What a wonderful technique! This kind of martial arts talent is really a pity." You are now in two veins, and I can't win. If after three years, you will have the opportunity to enter the Heavenly Realm. I'm going to find you out!"

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