Nanban, located in the south of the ghost star, is connected to the Hongwu Continent, a towering and endless mountain range will block the two places, and cannot be crossed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Such a barrier is like a heavenly moat, even if a low-level immortal cultivator arrives, it will take decades to overcome, and it will take several years for a cultivator in the Transformation Stage to enter the central place.

It is precisely because of this that although the land of the Southern Barbarians is rumored to have countless ancient ruins, few foreign monks have stepped into it to find opportunities.

It must be enough to go to other places to find more opportunities.

It is such a place, but there are countless barbarian cultivators who cultivate with barbarism, condense the Fa, achieve supreme physical strength, and preach the Tao with strength.

In the land of the Southern Barbarians, there are countless tribes, and the strong are even more gathered, but there is only one strongest tribe, and that is the Heavenly Desolate Tribe.

This tribe has stood for 10,000 years without decay, and naturally has a certain truth, and its heritage is so deep that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

Although this tribe is powerful, it is never closed, and anyone who can break through the specific prohibition of the tribe can become a member of the tribe, enter the tribe to cultivate, and even after becoming strong in the future, they can also get the help of this tribe to establish their own tribe.

It is precisely in this way that all the barbarian cultivators in the Southern Barbarian Land are glorified as being able to enter the Heavenly Desolate Tribe.

At the beginning, Cheng Da Niu had such a mind.

Unfortunately, before he could achieve it, he was forced to relocate the whole clan.

This wish can only be left to Mu Bai to fulfill for him.

Thousands of miles away from the Heavenly Desolate Tribe, a blue flying sword slowly moved forward in the sky, and two teenagers sat cross-legged on it.

The former has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, leisurely, and the latter is full of blood and energy, and the fierce appearance is presented, and what is even more strange is that there is a blood coffin on his back that is much higher than it.

This is none other than Mu Bai and the Second Yuan God who destroyed the Demon Bear Tribe.

Along the way, the two of them cultivated separately and did not disturb each other, but they had the same heart and mind.

On this day, when the Bizhu Sword traveled thousands of miles again, a huge mountain peak appeared in front of it.

As far as the eye can see, the mountain is like a giant wolf crawling on the ground, and it is extremely majestic.

In the mountain peaks, monks gather and practice separately.

At the foot of the mountain, a middle-aged man with a muscular and good-looking face is sitting cross-legged on the edge of the river below the peak.

A bamboo pole is held in his hand, leisurely fishing for fish.

I saw that he lifted the rod from time to time, but he never saw the fish take the bait.

When Mu Bai sensed the aura emanating from the monks in front of him, his mind moved, stopped the Bizhu Sword, and opened his eyes.

At a glance, I happened to see the middle-aged man lifting the pole.

Air fishing, still no fish.

Seeing such a scene, it immediately reminded Mu Bai that he had not thought about it for many years. You know, as a modern person, although he is an otaku, he has a big hobby, that is, hunting, and this fishing also belongs to the category of hunting.

He smiled slightly and said, "That's not how fish are caught!"

"How do you catch that?" the middle-aged man didn't even raise his head, still paying attention to the fishing line in the water.

Mu Bai stepped on the Bizhu Sword, came to the front, and flew down with the second elemental god. With a thought, he put the Bizhu Sword into the storage bag, approached the middle-aged man, and said, "Fishing needs to have a float!"

"Ahh

Seeing the former like this, Mu Bai Fang realized that this guy didn't know how to fish at all, and he didn't even know how to set up fishing gear.

He smiled slightly and said, "Come on, let me try!"

The middle-aged man did not hesitate, and reached out and handed the fishing rod to Mu Bai.

It turned out that for those of them who cultivated immortals, no matter what kind of Dao method they cultivated, it was very simple to fish, but the middle-aged man did not use his cultivation and fished on his own.

This is a feeling, but also a mood.

Mu Bai took the fishing rod, found a white reed from the side of the river, took a small piece of stamen, divided it by two and replaced it on the fishing line, and dug out the earthworm from the soil and replaced it.

Throwing down the river, white reeds float above the water.

Soon, I saw the reed sink suddenly.

Mu Bai took a deep breath and rose up.

The line is drawn straight and the water splashes.

After a hard battle, a giant fish as long as an adult's arm was caught by Mu Bai.

The middle-aged man looked surprised, looked at Mu Bai in a daze, couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Mu Bai looked at the former, and at this moment he also became puzzled, and muttered: "This is how the fish are caught!"

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye!" The middle-aged man shook his head, waved one hand, sucked the fishing rod from Mu Bai's hand, took off the reeds, threw the line into the river, sat down and said, "This is how fish are caught!"

Mu Bai looked puzzled, if you want to talk about hunting and fishing, who can compare with him, in modern society, he is an expert in this area.

Looking at the middle-aged man, he said, "No floating, no bait, how to fish!"

The middle-aged man looked at the fishing line on the surface of the water, and said leisurely: "Fish, the spirit in the water! Just like all things have spirituality, as long as you have the aura of heaven and earth, you can cultivate into a human form." Shall we take such a spirit as Lord?"

"Oh!" Mu Bai sighed lightly, frowned slightly, recalled the former's words, suddenly shook his body, clasped his fists respectfully, and said: "Senior, junior Mu Bai, is really stupid, I never thought that this was the opportunity for the predecessor to comprehend the avenue!"

The middle-aged man was still sitting there, waving his hand, and said: "What seniors are not seniors, I think you have reached the Jindan stage of cultivation, and the old decay is only the peak of the late stage of foundation building, how dare you accept the word senior." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mu Bai remembered that he hadn't checked this person's cultivation yet.

As soon as the spirit moved, the divine thoughts dispersed.

However, what he saw was a layer of hazy mist, and he couldn't see the cultivation of the person in front of him at all.

Taking a deep breath, he realized in his heart that he had met a true enlightened master, so he sat down on the spot, stopped talking about cultivation, and said, "If you don't fish for his body, can't he fish for his soul?"

"Wow!" The middle-aged man pouted lightly, glanced sideways at Mu Bai, and then continued to look at the fishing line, and said: "Xiaoyou is worthy of being the person of the Ministry of Salvation and the Demon Bear Department, and it will also be a great blessing for my ghost star to be able to get the bones of the scattered immortals into your hands." ”

Mu Bai was even more shocked, although these things were not a secret, but when a person with deep enlightenment knew about it, he actually didn't have a heart for the bones of the scattered immortals, which made him feel incredible.

Staring at the fishing line, he said: "Although the younger generation is strong, it is just a fluke, how can it be compared with the enlightened heart of the predecessor." ”

Whoa!

At this moment, the fishing line on the surface of the water trembled violently, and there was a violent sound of water below. The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, still unable to see his cultivation, but the moment he raised the rod, his body exuded an unparalleled momentum.

The line lifts into the air, and a white light emerges from the water.

As soon as the white light came out, it suddenly lit up all around to white, and a rich aura came out from it, permeating the room.

Mu Bai took a deep breath, and suddenly felt refreshed, and even the Yuan Shen seemed to be a little stronger.

At this moment, the shock in my heart was even deeper.

Even the second elemental god, who had always had a frosty face, was also surprised at the moment, looking at the old man in disbelief.

Mu Bai took a deep breath, calmed down, and said, "Senior, can this spirit fishing technique be taught to the juniors." ”

With a wave of one hand, the middle-aged man put the white light seal into the storage bag, put away the fishing rod, and chuckled: "It's not a senior, you still call it!"

Mu Bai smiled awkwardly, got up and said, "With your perception of the Dao, even ten of them I can't reach." ”

"You kid is laughing again, you can use the cultivation of the Jindan period to realize the empty Dao heart, I'm afraid that it will be difficult for anyone to compare with you for thousands of years, why are you so pretentious in front of me!" The middle-aged man held the fishing rod and looked at Mu Bai with a smile on his face.

Mu Bai's body trembled, and he took a few steps back, and the surprise in his heart had reached the extreme.

He realized the empty Dao heart, and he had the ethereal root, this is a secret that no one knows! But the middle-aged man in front of him said his secret.

The middle-aged man slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered: "The way of heaven and earth is for the avenue, and the way of my generation is for becoming an immortal." However, who knows what the Great Dao is, and what is the use of becoming an immortal? The way of my enlightenment is to do it according to my heart, and to do it according to my will, this is my way!"

"I'll say!" Mu Bai muttered, his heart was shocked, and his thoughts suddenly became enlightened.

I said!

What kind of Tao is this?

I said!

What kind of existence is this?

Obviously, although Mu Bai understands the meaning of these two words, it will be difficult to come out.

It's just that at this moment, he thought of the Journey to the West that he had watched. If you remember correctly, there was a talk of sanctification in it. Sanctification is nothing more than three ways: beheading three corpses, merit, and proving sanctification.

Obviously, for Mu Bai, the matter of sanctification is completely something that is beyond the reach of cattle and horses, and it is something that is too far away to think about.

It's just that since the middle-aged man in front of him mentioned the word "My Dao", he couldn't help but think of the sanctification he had seen in Journey to the West.

It is rumored that Sun Wukong was unable to become holy because he failed to behead the three corpses.

What are the three corpses? the monk's good corpse, the evil corpse, and the self!

Isn't my Tao just like being close to myself?

Could it be that the middle-aged man in front of him is comprehending the route to sanctification?

Mu Bai thought so, but he overestimated the person in front of him. This person doesn't want to take any path to sanctification, even if he wants to become an immortal, it is difficult to ascend to the sky.

It must be that this is just a monk, a monk who cultivates his physical body in the land of the Southern Barbarians. The only difference is that he has a deeper understanding of the Tao than anyone else.

is such a person, but he taught Mu Bai a good lesson, allowing him to faintly touch a higher existence.

Stunned on the spot, his thoughts flew wildly, and he unconsciously urged his own empty heart.

The second primordial god on the side was also stunned on the spot, his eyes were blurred and clear. The qi and blood around his body are roaring and changing, rich and diluted, but the demonic nature in it is getting stronger and stronger, and the red light in his eyes is getting deeper and deeper.

The middle-aged man looked at Mu Bai and the Second Yuan Shen, showed a satisfied smile, nodded slightly, and said to himself: "This son is really a tree, just one word, you can enter the state of enlightenment." It looks like my Heavenly Desolate Tribe will have an heir!"

After speaking, he sat down on the edge of the river again, waved his hand and threw the retracted fishing line into the river.

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