Located in the ruined temple in the barren mountains and mountains, the three little guys looked at Xuankong with unfinished eyes, while the old Taoists were silent, while recalling what Xuankong said, while thinking of the previous vision of heaven and earth, one by one frowned thoughtfully;

"Senior Brother Xuankong!"

After a while, Xuan Meng first broke the silence and asked Xuan Kong in disbelief;

"As you said, this catastrophe of heaven and earth is also related to..."

Xuantian hurriedly shouted when he heard this;

"Senior Brother Xuanmeng, don't talk nonsense!"

Xuantian said and pointed to the nothingness above his head, looking like he had palpitations;

"Be careful!"

Xuan Meng bowed slightly when he heard this, and changed his mind to a different way;

"I don't know if this catastrophe has anything to do with that person, brothers, what do you think?"

Xuankong's arm raised in order to stop Xuanmeng, after hearing Xuanmeng's words, silently hung in the air, and then, like other old Taoists, made a gesture of listening, after a while, listening to the calm outside the broken temple, then retracted his arm with confidence;

"Alas!"

Xuantian didn't wait for Xuankong to answer, then he sighed gloomily, and preemptively spoke first;

"What is the difference between what we can do now and what the ancestors of the past generations had to do, it is nothing more than doing our best and obeying the destiny of heaven!"

Xuande echoed in a deep voice when he heard this;

"What Senior Brother Xuantian said is extremely true, born in Si, died in Si, even if the body dies and the Dao disappears, it is only so much! As a hidden heavenly master, I made an oath at the beginning of my initiation, and I have already put life and death aside for many years, so what is there to fear, it is useless to say more, it is better to just!"

When the old Taoists heard this, they all bowed their heads slightly in silence, and the scene returned to dead silence again;

"Uncle Xuannan, is it your turn to tell a story?"

A few heartless little guys, who seem to be a little unable to bear the loneliness, are fascinated by the story, and don't even want to sleep, and the invisible and extraordinary nameless, who seems to understand the rules, sits cross-legged, silent and silent, and asks meaningfully;

"Alas!"

Xuan Nan felt helpless when he heard this, sighed with tears and laughter, and laughed and scolded in a kind and soft voice;

"You little monkeys, don't you sleep, do you know that you listen to stories, don't you see that we are thinking about things?"

When a few little guys heard this, they scratched their heads in confusion, turned their heads to look at each other, you look at me, I look at you, staring at the small ones with big eyes, and then turned their heads in unison, looked at the mystery with the same eyes, and reluctantly spoke one after another;

"Uncle Xuannan, the disciple knows that you are a pharmacist, so tell us the story of the past!"

The nameless little ghost opened his mouth to plead, as if I had known your identity for a long time;

"Uncle Xuannan, tell a story!"

No tears to show coquettish powers, milky voice and milky open request;

"Uncle Xuannan, the disciple wants to hear the story of the medicine master, tell me quickly, what happened to them, have you found the spirit stone?"

innocent pouted and asked;

"Nameless, you are gifted and intelligent, and you are very sensible, why did you follow them to mess around?"

Xuan Nan complained speechlessly;

"Uncle Xuannan, the disciple wants to hear the story!"

Nameless lowered his head embarrassedly, and spoke softly unwillingly;

"Well, I can't help it!"

Xuan Nan reluctantly compromised, looking at a group of little guys gathered in front of him, all with serious faces and listening with their ears up, Xuan Nan lovingly stretched out his hand, touched their heads gently, and spoke softly in a vicissitudes of tone, telling the story of the pharmacist's lineage;

"Speaking of this rune secret language, in the Heavenly Master Dao, it is also known as the Dao Rune Secret Text, which is to record some extremely important things, and a special method is needed to know the secrets, otherwise it will be like reading a book from the sky, and you will not be able to get a glimpse of the slightest true meaning!"

Xuan Nan looked at the crescent moon that was gradually sinking westward, starting with the secret text of the Dao rune, recalling the secrets in the memory of the inheritance, and slowly speaking;

"And in the Angel Codex of the Medicine Master's Heartless Ancestor, there is also a part of the content, which is recorded by the method of Dao Fu Secret Text, and what is recorded on it is the Forgetful Ancestor, according to the records of the ancestors of the past dynasties, go to the mysterious place to find the story of the Wood Attribute Origin Spirit Stone, saying..."

It is said that back then, the pharmacist forgot to perform the magic power of the first vein, the medicine soul and the sky control technique, all the way through the clouds and wind, chasing the stars and the moon, according to the records in the codex of the ancestors of the pharmacist lineage, he crossed the mountains and mountains, rushed to the mysterious place non-stop, and finally arrived at the destination after a few months;

"Whew! rustle ..."

The wind swept the dense jungle, and the branches and leaves swaying with the wind collided with each other, making a rustling sound, as if they were catering to the howling wind, and under the vast power of heaven and earth, they composed a pure and primitive melody, as if singing the praises of the mystery of life;

"This is it!"

Forgetfulness of the wind and dust, looking at the dense jungle that covers the sky and the sun not far away, feeling his own insignificance, like a grain of gravel in the boundless Han Sea, it seems so insignificant, closing his eyes against the map recorded in the inheritance memory, and muttering with a little emotion after opening his eyes;

"If it's late today, besides, the master also said, you must be well prepared, the trees here are tall, the jungle is dense, and all kinds of breaths are mixed and impure, but there is a dangerous aura hidden in it, although if there is nothing, but if you feel it carefully, it is incomparably clear, lingering!"

Forget and sit cross-legged on the spot without any scruples, looking at the dense forest swaying in the evening breeze, while muttering, he reached into his arms and took out a small porcelain bottle, from which he poured out a pill, on the bright yellow pill, the Dan Dao pattern loomed, and there were seven under the count, and the score was of the highest grade;

"Gollum!"

Forgetting to face the dense forest, with his back to the remnant sun and the sunset, he put the elixir in his hand into his mouth and swallowed it, and then put the small porcelain bottle to his ear and shook it;

"Hulala!"

The sound of the elixir colliding with the small porcelain bottle fell into his ears very clearly, and he forgot to put away the elixir and looked around for a moment, muttered again, and talked to himself, which was a common thing for the hidden heavenly master who had been wandering in the barren mountains and mountains for many years, and was alone to subdue demons and eliminate demons;

"There are not many Bigu Dan, this dense forest is boundless, unfathomable, there must be dangers lurking in it, we must deal with it carefully, I am afraid that there is no time to refine the pill, and the danger is unknown, all kinds of pills must be prepared sufficiently, in case of emergency, so that the plan can be perfect!"

Forget to stretch out his hand and point like a sword, inserted it into the ground beside him, picked it hard, dug out a ball of soil, smelled the smell through the Dharma Protector Mask, put it in the palm of his hand, turned his head to face the remnant sun to observe, and finally pinched a little with his other hand, twisted it between his fingers, and nodded thoughtfully. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info (To be continued.) )