More than 70 years ago, the flames of war and the blood flowed thousands of miles......

At that time, in order to change the situation of the broken mountains and rivers, the three gates of heaven, earth and man joined forces to change their lives for the heavens and the heavens. In that year, many people from the three gates were killed on the spot and turned into patches of blood mist......

Even if they survived at the time, it was a great disaster for them. For decades, they have lived in endless suffering, slowly dying in pain, and even passing on the root of the curse to future generations......

Jiuzhang Mountain.

Half of the body of the master of the human gate was rotting, and the stench could be transmitted for dozens of feet, and he was bedridden for decades, slowly dying in despair. And his eldest disciple, cut off children and grandchildren, was lonely for life, and since then he has traveled all over the world. His sons and daughters-in-law were killed, and their bodies were devoured by wild beasts......

His grandson is still struggling with endless pain......

Su Dingbang thought of this, and his face couldn't help but fall silent.

And in the Seven Mile Valley, his teacher suffered like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and he did not dare to marry in his life. In the end, in order to continue the inheritance, he was accepted as a disciple.

His wife died in childbirth......

In the Seven Mile Valley, it was dark, and the atmosphere seemed a little depressing.

At this time, only the stars in the sky and the cold moonlight shone down. The old farmer was still sitting on the edge of the hall, smoking a cigarette quietly, looking at the sky and silently saying, "The ghost gate is reopened, and the king of Hades is ...... in the world."

"The ghost gate is reopened, and the king of Hades is alive......"

Su Dingbang couldn't help frowning, whispered softly in his mouth, and then said: "This world...... How can there be a ghost door. How can there be gods and Buddhas? Although there have been ghosts and gods since ancient times, they are only the spiritual sustenance of the world. It's not real......"

The old farmer was silent, still smoking quietly. It seems that only smoking cigarettes can alleviate the pain on his body.

"We don't live in a mythical world!"

Even though Su Dingbang, as one of the Eight Kingdoms of the Celestial Dynasty, can strategize and win thousands of miles, his knowledge is beyond the reach of ordinary people. However, it was also a little difficult to accept for a while, living in a mythical world with all the gods and Buddhas, ghosts and gods, and one thought of the gods.

"Teacher. Are we living in a mythical world?"

Su Dingbang asked with a wry smile, with bitterness in his heart, and his face was a little worried.

"Perhaps. The old farmer was still smoking a cigarette, then stood up, took a long breath, and said lightly: "What, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid? ”

Su Dingbang shook his head, looked up at the night sky and said, "It's just, in my heart." Suddenly I felt a sense of powerlessness......"

Hearing this, the old farmer sighed, and there was a sense of powerlessness in his heart. Man conquers the sky, this one word. It's kind of ridiculous to look at it now. No matter how hard you try, or even the whole of your life, the gods only need one thought.

In the dark. The two sat quietly on the edge of the hall, like two statues.

Long.

The old farmer asked: "Dingbang." What do you think of my gates?"

Su Dingbang was slightly stunned, thought for a while, and said, "Looking up is looking at the sky." Looking down on the law, watching the text of birds and beasts, and the land is appropriate!"

The old peasant rolled his eyes, tapped his pipe and said, "Speak human words." ”

"Kanyu. Su Dingbang smiled and said.

The old farmer nodded and said, "So, tell me what it is?"

"Kan, the way of heaven is also, and the way of the earth is also. Kan is the sky, public opinion is the earth, and Kan Yu is the study of heaven and earth. It is based on the Hetu Luo book, combined with the eight trigrams, nine stars and the five elements of yin and yang, and completely combines the operation of the heavenly way, the earth's air flow and people in it, forming a special theoretical system, so as to infer or change people's good fortune and misfortune, and live and die poorly. ”

Su Dingbang spoke lightly, and a sense of confidence immediately surged out of his body, which no one could shake. At this time, it seems that all the mountains and rivers are in the chest, full of self-confidence, "Therefore, feng shui is closely related to the fate of people." ”

"That's right. ”

The old farmer nodded, and then said, "Then do you know the real meaning of my existence?"

At this time, Su Dingbang was stunned for a moment, and the teacher asked like this, obviously hiding something else, frowning and saying, "The real meaning of existence?"

The old peasant did not speak, but silently took off his old coat, and a tattoo appeared on his back, and a ghost head with an extremely hideous face appeared.

The ghost head is lifelike, as if it is about to struggle out from under the skin.

"What is this?" Seeing this ghost, Su Dingbang glared, a little frightened in his heart, "Teacher, you are ......"

"This is the biggest mystery of my underground gate, and it is also the inheritance of my underground gate, but ......" The old farmer put on his coat and smoked a cigarette silently, and the mysterious ghost on his back has always haunted him.

"Just what?" asked Su Dingbang.

"I don't know what its secret is, since I became the master of the Underground Gate, this ghost head has appeared on my back. The old peasant shook his head, and watched the night silently.

"Teacher, even you don't know?"

Su Dingbang was a little surprised, could it be that in the inheritance of the underground gate, something went wrong, causing the inheritance to be incomplete? After thinking for a while, he said, "Teacher, you said that this ghost head is not related to ghosts and gods?"

In the darkness of the night, the old peasant sat quietly, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he said slowly, "Maybe." ”

"Teacher, where did my Dimen originate?" At this time, Su Dingbang asked, although the Dimen has been passed down for countless years, no one knows what it originated from.

The old farmer frowned, although the inheritance of the Dimen was Kanyu, he felt that it was just a cover. The true secret of the Underground Gate, or the true inheritance, lies on the head of the ghost on his back. It's just that, for countless years, countless generations of Earth Gate Masters have solved countless secrets of the ghost head.

And now, he vaguely felt that the ghost head on his back seemed to be related to ghosts and gods.

"The true origin of the Gate, no one knows. The old peasant shook his head, and then he said, "Maybe Tianjizi will know some, after all, the three gates of heaven, earth, and man are connected with each other, and they are like the same vein, but the gate of heaven is more mysterious......

"Teacher, there is no mountain gate in the gate of heaven?"

Su Dingbang asked, although he had been with the old farmer for twenty or thirty years, he didn't know anything about Tianmen at all, he just knew that there was Tianmen.

"Tianjizi is the mountain gate, and the mountain gate is the heavenly machine, and in the heavenly gate, there will always be only one person. The old farmer said.

"Only one person?"

Su Dingbang was a little surprised, and then said, "Aren't you afraid of breaking the inheritance?"

"Thousands of years have passed, but when has the inheritance of Tianmen been broken again?" said the old farmer, who also couldn't understand how Tianmen was inherited.

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