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The two of them got up early after getting dressed, thinking that they were lucky enough to peek into the gate today, and both of them had smiles on their little faces.

When they came to the pavilion, they saw that the old man in the purple robe was already here, and the two of them saluted him, and then sat on the futon opposite.

After looking at the two children in front of him and sitting down, the purple-robed old man smiled slightly, but the two children were very surprised, because during these five years, the two of them still had a very rare smile from the purple-robed old man.

However, before the two of them could think about it, the words of the purple-robed old man came slowly.

"The Tao is natural, everything can be the way, but whether this way is your own way, but it is difficult to say, the way of the ancients, mysterious and profound, there are dreamers who seek the way, there are people who practice the Tao in the red dust, and there are also those who kill and become enlightened, but the way of the teacher has not yet been found."

The last sentence made Zixuzi come back to his senses, looked at the old man in the purple robe, and the two stopped talking.

As if understanding the doubts of the two, the voice of the purple-robed old man came again.

"There are thousands of people who seek the way, and the teacher is among them, but it is like a grain of sand, not worth mentioning, some people seek the way all their lives, but they have not gained a trace, leaving only a cup of loess, the way of the teacher, far, far, maybe destined to be destined to be lost in this life."

Hearing this, Zijian suddenly saluted the purple-robed old man and asked.

"Master, is the Tao the law? If you don't find your own way, then where does the Fa come from, isn't the Fa the way? ”

Looking at Zi Jian, the old man didn't seem to expect that his eldest disciple would ask such words, and looked at him deeply, the two children he had no intention of saving back then actually had such a high cultivation talent.

"The Tao is the law, but the law is not the way, the law is only a means to find the way, this means is only to find the way better, some people practice the law all their lives, but the way is unknown, but they don't know how to put the cart before the horse, how sad. In terms of the merits of the predecessors, even if they cultivated the Fa to the level of supreme power, it was difficult for them to attain enlightenment, and in the end, they died and disappeared on the path of seeking the Dao. ”

In a word, it hit the weak hearts of the two deeply, and also let the two know how difficult it is to find the way.

Zixu's eyes moved slightly, looking at the purple-robed old man.

"The disciple is willing to follow the traces of the Tao all his life, between the paths, there is no thunderous means, I am afraid that it is difficult to trace the traces of the Tao, and the disciples ask the master to give the Dharma."

When the purple-robed old man heard this, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the two children in front of him, and suddenly smiled slightly.

"Since this is the case, I will give you the supreme law, but the law is not given, it is for choice, I have a law, called Liuding Liujia, Ding Mao Liuding is a woman, and the yin god is also. Jiazi Liujia is a male, and the yang god is also. Call it to get its help, and how powerful it is depends on your own body. ”

Zijian's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't do anything, and Zixu didn't seem to hear it at all, and continued to sit on the futon, and the old man in the purple robe was quite amused when he saw this.

"I have a method, called Edgeworth, and a thousand miles to take people's heads but idle, Edgeworth flying, a thousand miles of a moment, when the completion of the sword, where the sword arrives, ten thousand swords come to the court."

Hearing this, Zixu's eyes moved slightly, but Zijian's face was happy, and he knelt down at the old man in the purple robe.

"The disciple asks the master to give this method"

nodded, and under the expectant gaze of Zikey, suddenly in the middle of the three of them, something similar to an ancient money bag appeared out of thin air, and then slowly fell towards Zikey.

Grabbing it in his hand, under the gaze of the two, Zijian looked a little embarrassed, because he found that he couldn't open the money bag at all, even if he tried his best, he couldn't, and finally had to look at the purple-robed old man for help.

Shaking his head, the purple-robed old man was a little crying and laughing, because he didn't hand over the method of using the storage bag to the child in front of him at all.

"This is a storage bag, there is a space in it, everything is in it, as long as you concentrate and look at the mouth of the bag, you can see the contents inside. However, this storage bag does not have your brand, all you can open, others can also open it, only when you reach the Qi training period, you can engrave it, so that others will not be able to, but if you are damaged... ”

The latter words are not finished, and the sub-key can be understood.

It seemed that he didn't see Zixu's expression at all, and the purple-robed old man spoke again.

"I have a method, in order to catch ghosts and subdue demons, the whole world, there are countless grievances, ghosts are easy to come out, there is this method, I can resist ten thousand ghosts, and descend ten thousand demons for my own use."

Zixu didn't move at all, as if he hadn't heard it at all, which made the purple-robed old man's eyes look different.

"But I don't know what Zixu wants, and when I hear it, I will listen to it" Even Zijian also looked at Zixu.

"The disciple is willing to seek the way to escape from the cage, and ask the teacher to give the law." The purple-robed old man was surprised when he heard this.

"What is a cage, Zixu said it and listened to it as a teacher."

Zixu saw the two of them looking at him, but he didn't have the slightest pressure, and said frankly.

"The aura of this world is lost, the disciples have watched and recorded for thousands of years, no one can go out of this world, the disciples are brave, and hope that the master will give this method."

The purple-robed old man didn't expect his second disciple's heart to be so big, comparing this world to a cage, and wanted to break out of the cage, but he thought that no one could escape from this world for thousands of years, and it was also a cage.

Hearing Zixu's words, he suddenly saw the purple-robed old man's face bitter and sighed.

"Zi Xu's request, ashamed of the teacher, now it is only the Jindan period, and it has the ability to break the cage."

Zixu's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything, and Zijian found that the air around him began to become depressed, his eyes turned, and he hurriedly said to the purple-robed old man.

"Master, Senior Brother Zixu doesn't have exercises yet."

The old man was silent, then waved away the distracting thoughts in his mind and said calmly.

"I have a method, for the Zixiao Divine Thunder, you can borrow the sky to lay mines, thousands of miles of thunder, the Yin soldiers are afraid, the ghosts are frightened, and when you are successful, you can do it everywhere."

Seeing this, Zixu bowed to the old man.

"The disciple asks the master to give this method"

nodded, but it was different from the sub-key just now, because there was no storage bag at all.

Looking at the two children in front of him, the purple-robed old man suddenly took the two to the cliff, looked at the bottomless abyss in front of him, and looked at Zijian.

"Bring the Ink"

It turned out that Zijian had just learned how to open the storage bag, and saw that there was only a three-foot-long sword with an ink-colored body, so he took it out, and when he heard the words of the master again, he hurriedly handed the ink pattern to the old man in the purple robe.

If the old man who didn't take over the ink pattern before was a living immortal with the fairy wind bone, then the old man who took over the ink pattern now was a sword, a blood-stained sword, and the majesty of the sword pressed the two people next to him to kick him out of breath.

"What is sword cultivation, that is to move forward, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, this is sword cultivation, if you don't even have this point of enlightenment, then you don't deserve to hold a sword"

Seeing Shizun's eyes looking at him, Zijian nodded affirmatively.

In the eyes of the two, the purple-robed old man threw the ink pattern down the cliff, and then jumped off the cliff himself, making the scalps of the two of them tingle for a while, but for a moment, the eyes of the two were extremely bright.

I saw that the old man was now stepping on the ink lines, and his figure was slowly rising.

Suddenly, I saw him pointing his finger at a big tree several feet high, and the black light of the ink lines under his feet flashed, as if nothing had happened, but in an instant, I saw that the big tree in the sky was cut into countless pieces, which made the faces of the two people standing on the cliff show shock.

But it's not over yet, the two of them saw the purple-robed old man standing in the air without falling, and with a pinching of some kind of law with his fingers, the ink lines under his feet flew up in vain above the old man's head, and then the sword body shook, one turned into two, two turned into four, four turned into eight, and finally above the cliff, there were only countless ink lines left.

The two of them on the cliff, Zi Jian's mouth was bigger than a duck egg, and Zi Xuan was also shocked.

Maybe it was an instant, in the eyes of the two of them, they saw countless ink lines shooting towards the cliffs, and the rumbling sound continued to reach the ears of the two, the dust and smoke dissipated, and on the cliff, a big broken hole about dozens of feet appeared in the eyes of the two people.

Before he could recover from the shock, the old voice of the purple-robed old man suddenly came from beside him.

"The sword is the life of a sword cultivator, and the destruction of the sword is the death of a person. Can the sub-key be clear? ”

Looking at the old man behind him, Zijian suddenly knelt down in front of the purple-robed old man and said in a firm tone.

"The sword destroys the person, and the sword destroys the sub-key"

Seeing this, the purple-robed old man was a little relieved, and then handed the ink pattern back to Zijian, and the words slowly entered his ears.

"This sword is made of thousand-year-old black iron, integrated with the qi of Gengjin, extremely sharp, and it is also my matching sword back then, I hope you don't let him bury it."

"The disciple will not bury this sword."

Zixu looked at Zijian and Shizun beside him, his eyes moved slightly, and the old man in purple robe looked at this, his face showed a smile, but he didn't say much, and then came to the edge of the cliff.

And Zixu saw this, and also stood beside him.

The fingers slowly pinched out of the purple-robed old man's hand, and the reason why it was slow was that the person standing aside was clear.

"The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is coming with a trick. Huanghuang Tianwei, listen to my call. ”

After the purple-robed old man's law duel was finished, the words in his mouth fell immediately, and suddenly the sky was clear, and a piece of dark clouds appeared, and then thunder churned in it, the range was about a hundred zhang in size, Zixu saw this, and the law in his hand also forgot, his face was full of excitement, how could manpower reach such a point.

The sub-key on the side also began to show a stunned expression, regardless of the emotions of the two, but in the blink of an eye, the thunder in the sky began to come, there were about hundreds, each divine thunder was bucket thick, and finally, when the thunder passed, hundreds of deep pits of one zhang size appeared on the edge of the cliff, which was really terrifying.

Seeing the shock still on the faces of the two children, the purple-robed old man slowly turned around and said to the two, and the words he said made the two of them feel confused.

"Today, our master-apprentice fate has ended, and I have already taught you who should be taught, and I don't know when he will meet in the future, and he may never see each other in his life. Remember your oath, if you break your oath, your cultivation will never go to the next level for the rest of your life. I also said what I should say, I also want to find a place to live in peace, all these years of hatred and resentment have surrounded me for too long, I also want to stay in peace for a while. ”

As soon as the words fell, suddenly Zijian Zixu and the two of them were already kneeling in front of the purple-robed old man, their voices trembling.

"The kindness of the master back then, the disciple remembers, and now teaches the disciple the magic of the Tao, the disciple will never forget it, and please rest here for a few more days, let me wait for the disciple's gift."

When the purple-robed old man heard this, he laughed without any scruples.

"Your wish has been fulfilled, and my wish has also been settled, in this case, why bother to say it again, the ancients said, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, don't you even see through this?"

Suddenly, Zixu felt that there was a gaze looking at him, which was very stinging, and he knew that it was the old man in the purple robe.

"The disciple will definitely fulfill the oath, thank you for your concern."

The dazzling eyes dissipated, and he slowly looked up, on this cliff, only himself and Zijian were left, and there was no purple-robed old man around.