However, An Yun quickly overturned the verdict just now, because she saw a picture that shocked her even more.

The old man glanced at the cigarette case in her hand out of the corner of his eye, frowned slightly, and pulled out a messy strand of gray hair from his head behind him and threw it into the cigarette case that An Yun was holding. The hair falls into the cigarette case, and when it sinks to the bottom of the box, the tobacco inside fills the cigarette case.

Nothing!

Or rather, turning a stone into gold!

This is no longer a supernatural power that a monk can possess during the Tribulation Period, in the legend, it is a skill only possessed by ancient gods and demons, and it is the supernatural power of immortals.

An Yun swallowed his saliva secretly, and inexplicably remembered that when he was discussing the Tao with Master Jingxu in the Zen room, he once heard him say casually: "The real great power is in the small means." ”

An Yun didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence before, and laughed at the old bald donkey's love of playing and saying things that people couldn't understand.

Now she understands.

Only real small means can reflect great magical powers, and when you raise your hand and foot, or even just look at you, the whole world will change. Because they are no longer within the scope of the Heavenly Dao, they have jumped out of the rules of all things, they can create the rules at will, and then integrate into the Heavenly Dao.

What is the Way of Heaven?

For these people, they themselves are the way of heaven, their joys, sorrows, and sorrows are the laws of heaven and earth, their words and deeds are the truth, and their every move is the most essential rule.

An Yun couldn't see through the old man's true cultivation realm, in all the records of the cultivation world from ancient times to the present, the tribulation period was already the highest realm of cultivation. When the cultivation reaches the tribulation period, he can tear the void with his hands. Ascend and fly away. From now on, I will not eat the fireworks of the world, I will not know the red dust of the world, I will be free in the heavens, and I will live with the sky.

From ancient times to the present in the cultivation world, the ultimate goal of all monks is to become immortals, and the standard for becoming immortals is to shatter the void and ascend to the heavenly realm. The same is true for An Yun, when she first learned the Tao in her previous life, it was only because she had no relatives at home. I didn't know what to do for a while. When sorting out the belongings of loved ones at home. Stumbled upon a copy of "The First Solution of the Formation", she flipped through it casually, and became bizarrely interested in this kind of mysterious and mysterious abstract knowledge.

Subsequently, she found a book of loose cultivation notes next to the "Initial Solution of the Formation". The records in this book made her know for the first time that there is a kind of person in the world called a monk. He began to develop a strong interest in the monastic world.

So she buried her loved ones. The house was closed, with only what little money was left, and two inexplicable ancient books. She began her monastic career.

The road is long, I will go up and down and seek.

At the beginning of Anyun's cultivation, it was to seek immortality. Until now, she inexplicably discovered that she had never changed her original heart, and her original heart was immortality.

Maybe it was because of the violent death of her family overnight, she suddenly became a miserable orphan girl from a little girl who was pampered, and she didn't know what to do, and she didn't know what to do in the future?

Why are they all dead? Why do people die? Why is she so sad and scared, hesitant and overwhelmed?

What exactly is a human being? From birth to death, what is the meaning of this process? Princes and generals, rich and noble life, love and hate entanglement, illness and torture, what is the meaning of all this?

A hundred years later, it's just a handful of loess. The stripes come and the stripes go.

The young An Yun, the lonely An Yun, the confused An Yun, and the frightened An Yun. For the first time she raised her head and looked up at the sky for a long, long time, from dark to dawn, from dawn to dark. The stars move, time passes, darkness alternates, hot and cold alternates.

There is no change in the heavens and the earth, and no matter how dark the night is, the next day will still be white. No matter how hot the day is, the night is still as cool as water. Day after day, year after year, it was as if it stood still.

How nice it would be if people were like heaven and earth, never old and immortal!

I will not be sad because of sudden death, I will not rejoice because of accidental birth, I will not be happy with things, I will not be sad with myself, I will live with heaven and earth, and I will live with the sun and moon.

This is the Avenue of Heaven and Earth. The avenue of heaven and earth is eternity, and eternity is unchanging.

Unchanged means immortality.

The young An Yun experienced the way of heaven for the first time and wanted to live forever for the first time.

Time flies, hundreds of years pass by in a flash. Today's An Yun, looking at the old man's small means, sighed in his heart.

She originally thought that shattering the starry sky was already the ultimate in cultivation, and she could enjoy immortality from now on. But it turned out that shattering the void was not the end, but just a new beginning.

Because the old man is dead, although his spirit is still guarding this Funiu Island, he can even maintain the spells he set up during his lifetime, pulling her mind into the ancient times of countless thousands of years ago.

But he was indeed dead, the moment he landed on the island, the moment he said he wanted to Yongzhen Funiu Island, and the moment he turned into earth.

Because Mu Cangsheng said to An Yun that the five fields made of stone shuttles had been infected by the netherworld breath, and the only spring in the center of the village, the spring that had flowed for thousands of years, was also infected by the netherworld breath.

This shows that the old man is not only physically dead, but also his spirit is gradually dying. After countless years of struggle, his spirit and the breath of the Netherworld were finally about to be unable to support it.

"Puff puff."

Knowing Suosuo's voice, An Yun's wandering mind instantly returned, and she looked at the place where the sound came from, and it turned out to be the sound of the tobacco in the smoke pot burning.

She looked overjoyed, and her hearing returned.

"What a weak girl." The old man exhaled a puff of smoke and whispered to An Yun.

An Yun was startled, and then rejoiced, she heard the old man's voice talking to her, which meant that she could barely communicate with the old man. She quickly put the cigarette case in her hand back into the cupboard, bowed to the old man, and pointed to her mouth.

The old man raised his eyes in surprise and whispered to himself, "It turned out to be a mute." ”

An Yun's head was a little black, and he shook his head. Still pointing to his mouth.

The old man thought for a moment and nodded in understanding: "I understand, your cultivation is too shallow, so in my Vientiane Realm, you don't have five senses." ”

It was the first time An Yun had heard the term Vientiane Realm, and she wanted to refer to this strange place, but she could still understand the five senses of her eyes, ears, mouth, nose and tongue. So she nodded and sat down in front of the old man.

"Little girl, don't worry, I see that your spirit has turned into substance in the past two days. I thought you had regained your five senses. But you just haven't recovered your tongue yet. Come back tomorrow and it should be restored. The old man said warmly as he smoked a cigarette.

An Yun nodded, and was about to say something, but his eyes gradually blurred. She's used to it for a long time. I know that the running time of the Boundless Mind Method has reached the limit today. She couldn't hold it anymore.

The old man waved at her. smashed his mouth and said, "Tomorrow, when you regain your tongue, talk to me." I don't remember the days for years. After so many years, I finally met someone. Be sure to talk to me. ”

Waking up from the chaos, An Yun shook his head vigorously as if it was about to explode, and breathed for a long time before his breathing returned to calm. This time, her head was far more painful than usual, because in the old man's Vientiane Realm, she had been active for too long, causing the Boundless Mind to burn her soul in large quantities, and her aura was almost exhausted.

However, An Yun was in a good mood, because she finally found a breakthrough. Thinking that tomorrow he would be able to communicate with the ancient cultivators who had surpassed the powerful cultivators of the Ancient Period, An Yun couldn't help but feel excited.

This kind of person no longer belongs to the category of monks in the monastic world, but is a legendary land god-like figure. She had many, many things that she wanted to get answers from the old man, but she was not so anxious to leave this kind of barberry island. Being able to communicate with the land immortals in ancient times, what a great immortal fate this is! An Yun dared to guarantee that she was the only one in the cultivation world who had obtained such an immortal fate.

She was in a very good mood, and when Sun Lingyun came with food at noon, she also carefully taught him how well he read the "Initial Solution of the Formation". Sun Lingyun replied that she had read half of it, and this answer made her even more pleased. Being able to read half of the initial solution of the formation in just three days, Sun Lingyun's talent in the formation is unique. In terms of comprehension, on the way to the formation, from ancient times to the present, Sun Lingyun's formation talent can rank in the top three.

This is much stronger than An Yun's previous life, and it took her three months to truly understand the operation and layout of the first formation on the initial solution of the formation. And that formation was the simplest formation in the cultivation world, but it was just a small formation that was absorbing the wind and qi.

Although Sun Lingyun had the foundation of the Ancient Qimen Dunjia, it still shocked An Yun. After the shock, An Yun began to think about the ways and steps to teach Sun Lingyun's formation attainments in the future, and she was confident that Sun Lingyun would be able to achieve a small success in the formation in three years. Ten years, you will be able to enter the house, and fifty years later, you will be able to achieve something in the formation. A hundred years later, if nothing else, Sun Lingyun may be able to achieve the realm of a formation master.

Of course, all this will have to wait until she takes him away.

The next day, after a night of meditation and pranayama, when his spiritual qi reached its peak, he took the Xuanming Iron Heavenly Dao Order and sat down in front of the spring, and the Boundless Mind Method immediately became operational.

Time passes, and the scenery spins.

An Yun opened his eyes and looked around in surprise.

The scenery around her was extremely familiar, and it was the scene when she came. Clear water gurgled out of the springs and flowed down the earth into the five fields. The verdant corn leaves sway gently in the breeze, and the air is faintly fragrant with corn ears.

How did you get here?

An Yun was a little puzzled, the first few times she went directly to the old man's house, this time she actually appeared next to the five fields in the village, in front of the spring. Even her posture was the same as that of her when she was thinking endlessly, sitting cross-legged on the soil incarnated by the old man.

In the five fields, several sturdy men in ancient animal skins were busy in the fields, constantly searching for weeds among the verdant corn stalks. No, An Yun's gaze fell on the black grass they pulled out in their hands, it should be the weeds infected by the Netherworld Aura.

The men were busy in the fields, and it was evident from their skillful movements that they often repeated such things. An Yun beat them and walked by, but they didn't even look at her, just bent over and rummaged seriously. Every time they found a black weed, they were overjoyed.

"Girl, come to me."

The old man's voice sounded in the distance, An Yun raised his head to the place where the voice came, and saw the old man lying on the edge of the ground, his hands on his head, looking at her with his eyes very peaceful.

An Yun walked over, looked at it, and felt that something was wrong with looking at the old man condescendingly, so he simply sat down.

"Girl, what's your name?" The old man sat up and asked curiously.

"Old man, my name is An Yun." An Yun tried to speak, but she didn't expect to be able to make a sound, and her tongue sense finally recovered.

"Oh, An Yun, my name is Barberry, and I am the patriarch of the Buji tribe." The old man said.

An Yun shook his head, he had never heard of his name and this race.

The old man seemed a little strange and said, "You haven't heard the old man's name? Even if you haven't heard of it, at least you should know about my race. My race is the third largest of all human races in the world. ”

An Yun muttered: "It was the ancient period, countless thousands of years have passed since now, and no one in the Buji tribe knows about it. ”

"Ancient times?" The old man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You say we are from the ancient period?" Girl, when did you come from? ”

An Yun explained: "The ancient period is the name of the monastic world of 300,000 years ago in today's monastic world, and the era from thirty years ago to the time when I lived is called the ancient period. The ancient period is divided into early, middle, and late periods, and the antiquity period is also divided into three stages. However, there are many divisions for each stage, and those are the names that only monks who study the history of the ancient monastic realm, and I am not too interested in them, so I have not studied them. ”

The old man went up from his waist and lowered the cigarette stick, but he didn't see him put on the tobacco, and when he wiped his fingers on the cigarette pot, thick smoke ignited on the smoke pot. He took several puffs before he sighed, "So many years have passed. ”

"Yes." An Yun nodded.

The old man looked up at An Yun and asked, "Are you the leader of the new generation of grave keepers?" ”

"Grave Keeper Leader?" An Yun was stunned, shook his head and said, "I'm not." ”

She knew the grave keeper, but she wasn't the grave keeper, let alone the leader.

"Not a grave keeper, how did you end up on Funiu Island? If you are not a leader, why can you have the Iron Key? The old man smiled: "You are on Funiu Island, and you hold the Xuanying Iron Key in your hand, so you are the leader of the tomb keepers." This is the inheritance, and it is also the promise of the year. The old man smiled kindly.

"I entered this island by mistake, and this Xuanying Iron was also obtained from the island's residents, and I am not the leader of the grave keepers." An Yun explained. After a moment, he said curiously: "Old man, you said that Xuanying Iron Token is the key?" (To be continued......)

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