Yang Yi, who was drunk, felt that he had a dream, a long, long dream. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThis dream is very real, but it is also extremely unreal. In the dream, he was a first-grade spirit animal living in the monkey clan, an ordinary-looking but not ordinary first-grade monkey spirit animal. He had the same limbs and the same facial features, just like the other monkeys. The only difference was that he had a slight bulge in the middle of his forehead. He grows, he cultivates, and he wants to advance to the second grade.

After ten years, almost all the monkeys born with him became tall and strong, and advanced to second-grade spirit beasts. But he didn't advance to the second grade, his height didn't grow much, and his arms and legs weren't much thicker. Compared with the monkey who has advanced to the second grade, he is like a child. He thought that he didn't cultivate hard enough, and his talent was not good enough. The yearning for the advanced second grade made him not give up on himself, but to cultivate harder.

After ten years and ten years, he finally advanced to the second grade. Compared with ordinary advanced second-grade monkeys, he still looks a little thin and weaker. However, the bulge in the middle of his forehead was more pronounced than before. The qualifications are not terrible, diligence can make up for clumsiness, and he is eager to advance to the third grade. So he worked harder to cultivate and cultivate. The monkeys who advanced to the second grade with him have all advanced to the third grade for more than a hundred years, and he has finally advanced to the third grade. Compared to the other third-grade monkeys, he still looks thin, and his strength is still the worst. But the bulge in the middle of his forehead became more and more obvious.

He grows, he cultivates, and advancing to the fourth grade has become his only dream. One hundred, two hundred, three hundred years, one of the monkeys who advanced to the third rank at the same time advanced to the fourth grade. On that day, the whole clan celebrated and congratulated this monkey who had advanced to the fourth grade. The third-grade monkeys at the same time as this fourth-grade monkey all felt that this monkey with the fastest advance speed was the most qualified and strongest monkey among them. For some reason, a voice in his heart told him that it wasn't necessarily the case.

Cultivate, work hard to cultivate, a hundred years and a hundred years. Looking at the monkey who advanced to the third rank at the same time as him advanced to the fourth grade, and watched the monkey who advanced to the third rank later than him come from behind. He is still determined, still persistent, and still believes that he can advance to the fourth grade. In another hundred years, his cultivation reached the peak of the third grade. It was supposed to make him happy, but he couldn't. He found that he couldn't be like the other monkeys, and he couldn't get to the advanced four grades as a matter of course.

He was unwilling to give up, and still practiced and cultivated desperately. Although his cultivation no longer grows, he has changed dramatically. He noticed that the bulge in the middle of his forehead was a little more protruding every day than the day before, and he found that his body was growing taller and stronger every day, and his strength was slowly increasing. This made him feel relieved and confused. He was relieved that he could finally be as tall and strong as the other third-rank monkeys, and he wondered why the bulge on his forehead was becoming more and more conspicuous.

Another hundred years, at this time, it has been four hundred years since the first third-grade monkey advanced to the fourth-grade. Although he has not yet advanced to the fourth rank now, he has become as tall and strong as a third-rank peak monkey. Even if his cultivation no longer improved his strength, it would only make the bulge on his forehead continue to bulge, but he still worked hard to cultivate. Because he believed that only cultivation was the only way for him to advance to the fourth grade.

After another hundred years of cultivation, he found that the bulge on his forehead had stopped bulging. It was also when his forehead stopped bulging that he felt a pain. A heart-rending pain came from his forehead. He felt like his forehead was about to split in the middle, splitting his head in half and his body in half. He wanted to hold his head in his hands to stop his forehead from cracking. But he heard a voice, a voice from the bottom of his heart, "Open your eyes." ”

The voice was low, but it had a powerful magic. Not only did he stop holding his head, but it also made him shout the same voice, "Open your eyes." As soon as this cry came out, he wished that his forehead would put his head and his body in half. Because he has an enlightenment that only by opening his eyes can his suffering end. Only by opening his eyes can he advance to the fourth grade.

"Open up, open up, open up!" He roared in the sky.

Open your eyes and take a look, look at the nine heavens and ten earths. Open your eyes and look at everything in this world.

A vertical eye, a vertical eye that opened from a high raised forehead, suddenly looked at this world. This glance is an instant and a thousand years. This glance is close to the front and thousands of miles. When this eye is opened, it will be remembered by the heavens and the earth. When this eye is opened, it becomes eternal in this world.

A gaze, a gaze that shot out of a vertical eye that was difficult to open, suddenly shot towards this heaven and earth. This gaze seems to be small and weak, but it seems to have the power to open the world. This gaze seems to be unremarkable, but it seems to have the power to travel through time and space.

When he opened his eyes in a dream, Yang Yi found that he had woken up. He felt a great pain in his forehead, as if it had been split in the middle. Yang Yi subconsciously wanted to rub his aching forehead with his hand, but was stopped by a weak voice.

"Don't move."

"Senior, what are you?" Yang Yi looked at the old monkey sitting on the ground with a surprised expression. The little monkey beside the old monkey was obviously crying, its eyes were red and swollen, and it was supporting the old monkey.

"I'm out of the way. You'd better not touch your forehead right now, so that your forehead can get used to the vertical eyes as soon as possible. ”

"Senior, do you still want to lie to me at this time? I am a cultivator with wood spiritual power, how can I not see that the vitality in your body is almost exhausted. I'm afraid that in a few days, my predecessors will pass away. Yang Yi said sadly.

"Hey, I knew I couldn't hide it from you." The old monkey sighed, and then said to the little monkey who was only in the late stage of the second grade, "When I go, you will follow this senior Yang." Listen to him as you listen to me. Cultivate well, strive to break through the five grades, and open up fertile land for our three-eyed spirit monkey clan. Do you hear that? ”

After the old monkey finished speaking, the little monkey was already in tears, and he could only nod his head heavily.

"I'll ask Yang Xiaoyou in the future."

"Seniors, rest assured, I will definitely not live up to the trust of my predecessors."

Three days later, at noon, the old monkey fairy died. The little monkey, who had lost its only loved one, lay on the old monkey's body and cried for a whole day. Yang Yi waited for the little monkey to cry tiredly, so he put the old monkey's body into the coffin and put it in the void bracelet. Because the last wish of the old monkey is to hope that one day it can return to its roots and be buried in the Tianmu Star.

"Why did the little monkey come back with you, could it be that the old monkey passed away?" Sikong Qingyu saw Yang Yi come back with the little monkey, and asked in a little surprise.

"The old monkey senior asked me to take care of the little monkey on my behalf, and I will have the opportunity to send it back to Tianmu Star in the future." Yang Yi told Sikong Qingyu about the old monkey.

"Hey, I didn't expect the old monkey predecessor to pass away so soon, and I said that I would have time to take a look at it in the future." For the old monkey who saved her life, Sikong Qingyu was naturally grateful, so he was slightly choked up when he spoke.

"The world is impermanent, and it is not something we can control. What we can do is to live up to the entrustment of the old monkey's predecessors. ”

"Yes. Now that you have attained enlightenment, you must go to some dangerous places from time to time. The little monkey will inevitably be in danger if he follows you in the future. I'm different, I won't leave the sect before the Spirit Power Crystal Hua. Even if you go out in the future, you will travel through the world, and there will be no danger. I take care of the little monkey, and I am definitely more suitable than you. ”

"It's fine."

Two years later, Yang Yi's monastic ceremony, Xie Huai'an and Shen Jiaxin's double cultivation ceremony were held on the same day. The monks who came to watch the ceremony almost crowded the mountain gate of the Luoyu Sect. Nothing commendable happened at the ceremony, except for the great joy. After the ceremony, I won't mention Xie Huai'an and Shen Jiaxin's kiss, and Yang Yi was taken to the secret vault of Luoyu Sect by Chu Feiyan. The secret vault of the Luoyu Sect is naturally not comparable to the Qinghuo Sect, and the number of treasures in it is at least ten times that of the Qinghuo Sect's secret vault. Yang Yi, who thought he had seen a big scene, couldn't help but be moved.

"Senior Brother Yang, as a new Supreme Elder in the sect, he has the right to choose three treasures in the secret vault."

"Since that's the case, the junior brother is disrespectful."

Among the hundreds of innate magic weapons, there are many top-notch offensive and defensive magic weapons. After Yang Yi looked at it, he didn't mean to take it. Among the nearly 1,000 jade slips, there is no shortage of strange secret techniques and advanced exercises. After Yang Yi checked it slightly, he put it down. In the end, he chose three of the cherished materials.

"Doesn't Senior Brother Yang take some innate magic weapons to defend himself?" Chu Feiyan saw Yang Yi's choice and asked in surprise.

"Senior brother can refine weapons by himself, and he also has a top-notch innate magic weapon in his hand, so he didn't think about using it." Yang Yi explained.

"I see." After Chu Feiyan understood, he changed his words and said, "Senior Brother Yang, I heard that you have never accepted apprentices?" ”

"That's true."

"Senior Brother Yang, it's a good thing to cultivate hard. But if it's just a blind penance and no inheritance, it's not a good thing. However, there are two taboos in the monastic world, which are to cut off people's inheritance and prevent people from becoming enlightened. I advise Senior Brother Yang that it is best to accept an apprentice and leave some inheritance. Moreover, accepting disciples is also a kind of cultivation for us monks. You see, among the eight Supreme Elders of the sect, including me, none of them have three or four apprentices. ”

"Even if Senior Brother Chu doesn't mention it, Senior Brother will accept it. It's just that the junior brother has never had a chance, so he didn't accept it. When the junior brother has time in the future, if he encounters a suitable one, he will definitely accept a few. ”