The horizon has gradually turned white, and it will not be long before the dawn will come, and at this time, Xiaochen is still buried in the thousands of jade slips in Tianxuan Pavilion, peeking at one night, at the beginning, Xiaochen also looked at how the jade slips he picked up were cultivated, and later, he directly chose according to the name, the name was too earthy, and he threw it aside, and if it was not domineering, he threw it aside, and for a whole night, he didn't decide what he wanted. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"No matter, just touch one." Xiaochen gritted his teeth, grabbed a jade slip in the area where the five elements were metallic, and put it on his forehead to watch it.

"What a thing, I ate too much and turned stones into gold!" After speaking, Xiaochen casually put back the jade slip he had just taken out.

Xiaochen closed his eyes and touched his forehead with his right hand, "One last time." After speaking, he grabbed another jade slip and looked at it.

In fact, the last time he said, I don't know how many times it was the last time, at first he spent most of the night flipping, and then he thought that he had the technique of fire deficiency, after extracting the fire spiritual power, the five elements of metallic nature must have greatly increased, plus he didn't know his spiritual power attributes, so he decided to look for it in the metallic area, so from the second half of the night, he was repeating the "last time." ”

"Ah, I'm going crazy."

"This is the absolute last time."

After more than an hour, if it was a sunny summer day, I am afraid that the sun had already risen in the sky, and Xiaochen finally shrugged his head and walked out of Tianxuan Pavilion and came to the door of the sick old man's room in Tianshu Pavilion.

"Bang." Xiaochen kicked open the door of the sick old man's room, but he looked weak.

"Old scoundrel, I've already chosen, can you help me see what it is?" After Xiaochen entered the door, he didn't see a doctor, and the old man was not there, so he lowered his head and said.

"Stinky boy, you owe it, you disturbed my old man's dream again." The sick old man sat on the bed with his head and said fiercely, "Hey, what did I say again, alas, it seems that he is being persecuted too deeply." ”

The sick old man looked at Xiaochen's appearance, suddenly came to his senses, laughed, and said: "Little hooligan, little hooligan, it must be a peek, ah, hahaha......"

Xiaochen slowly raised his head, glanced at the old man, and then said: "Hurry up and help me see first, what kind of thing is this, if you turn your hair into gold or something, just throw it away, the master won't learn." ”

It turned out that because he could check it, Xiaochen was afraid that there would be good ones in the back, so even if he picked something he wanted, he also wanted to put it first, and when he wanted to turn back and find the jade slip that he had been optimistic about before, he found that he couldn't find it anymore, so he could only pick it up and put it down repeatedly, and finally he couldn't stand it, so he grabbed one and left Tianxuan Pavilion.

The sick old man took the jade slip in Xiaochen's hand and asked, "How do you feel?" ”

"Teachers, they really have good intentions." What Xiaochen was thinking at the moment was that in the end, he also picked one casually, and this whole night's busy work was in vain, so he couldn't help but agree with the selection rules.

Actually, not everyone is like Xiaochen, if you change to a normal disciple and give them such an opportunity, you can definitely pick the exercises that suit you quickly, but unfortunately, Xiaochen is not them, and they are not Xiaochen.

"Oh, stinky boy, the craftsmanship is good, this is not bad." The sick old man took the jade slip in his hand and shook it, and then said.

"What is it?" Xiaochen shook his head, and his declining assets were gone.

The sick old man threw the jade slip into Xiaochen's hand and said, "See for yourself." ”

Xiaochen picked up the jade slip and pasted it on his forehead, and after a while, he put it down, at this time Xiaochen had nothing to worry about, because no matter what, this exercise has already been chosen, and it is naturally impossible to change it, besides, this exercise is also very suitable for Xiaochen's standards, first, its name is domineering, and second, it is gorgeous.

"Ten Thousand Swords! Yes, I like it. "Xiaochen has already written down the exercises recorded in the jade slip.

"Bring it." The sick old man held out his hand.

"What?" Xiaochen looked at him suspiciously.

"The jade slip in your hand, this thing has to be returned, don't you know?" The sick old man looked at Xiaochen like an idiot and said.

Xiaochen handed out the jade slip in his hand and said, "Why can't I memorize the contents of the jade slip inside?" ”

"Want to know? You beg me. The sick old man took the jade slip in Xiaochen's hand again, sat on the bed and crossed Erlang's legs, and said proudly.

"I'm going to have to beat you up sooner or later." Xiaochen was speechless, and reluctantly let out cruel words.

"It's okay, just get out of here, Lao Tzu doesn't welcome men." The sick old man didn't care about what Xiaochen said, and directly issued an eviction order.

Xiaochen blinked his eyes and said, "Are you sure?" ”

"Why, do you want me to say the second ......" The sick old man seemed to remember something, and suddenly changed his words, "bring the things." ”

"Want it? You beg me. Xiaochen hugged his hands and tilted his head and said.

After saying this, Xiaochen flew out directly from the window of the sick old man's house, only to see the sick old man holding a black token in his hand, and his face was full of smiles.

"Little scoundrel, you deserve it, you know?" Flying against the sky in front of Xiaochen's eyes, tears of laughter flowed.

In fact, as soon as Xiaochen finished speaking, he immediately regretted it, probably because he forgot what his surname was after leaving the sick old man for a long time, which attracted this "flying out" windfall.

Xiaochen got up from the ground and climbed into the old man's house through the window again, so he had to let the old man tell him the story of Nioh and Xuanyuan Mound, and after that, the old man still told him some secret things under Xiaochen's stalking and hugging his thighs, and Xiaochen also repeated what he said to the old man.

But the sick old man still didn't tell Xiaochen the secret of the black token, he just said that some things, if they don't reach that height and come into contact with them, will only bring devastating disasters to themselves, Xiaochen naturally knows that the sick old man's words are to tell him that when he doesn't have strength, the more he knows, instead of a good thing, he also understands this truth, and he is not entangled.

After that, Xiaochen did not stay in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for long, and after leaving the sky against the sky, the sword flew to Yunyoufeng, and he did not see Cang Jinyun on this trip, and the sick old man told him that Cang Jinyun was transforming, and his mind was completely introverted, so he should not be disturbed.

At this time, it was already noon, the sky was hazy, there was no trace of sunlight, when Xiaochen came to Yunyoufeng, the hall was empty, there was no one, his senior sisters, not only going, Xiaochen walked around for a while without seeing anyone, and walked towards his hut on the edge of the cliff.

Xiaochen walked through the familiar, walking woods, and soon came to the edge of the cliff, this season, ordinary trees and flowers have withered, the ability to green vines swayed on the edge of the cliff, there is no vitality in the past, Xiaochen hut is covered with a thick layer of dust, it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

Xiaochen waved his sleeves casually, easily brushed away the dust outside the entire hut, and after pushing the door in, he saw that both the table and the bed were covered with a layer of dust, and he used a basic wind spell, and a whirlwind blew out of thin air in the hut, rolling all the dust, and disappeared from the door and window.

After doing this, Xiaochen did not rush to meditate and meditate, nor did he practice the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, but lay down on the bed, opened his eyes and began to recall, all these years, this time.

From the mountain to the present, many years have passed, his life has also undergone earth-shaking changes, at this time when he flies in the sky, sometimes think of his former self, the dream is now, at that time, he thought that this is chic freedom, and at this moment his dream is to win the road, smiling proud of the world, then he thought that it was chic freedom, and really reached the realm of dreams at the moment, what will he feel is chic freedom?

What is the real chic freedom? Is it the cultivation that covers the sky, or the status of the admiration of thousands of people, or the world of immortals after the ascension of the Tao.

Xiaochen didn't know, because he neither covered the sky nor admired by thousands of people, let alone been to the fairy world, everything was only waiting for him to slowly uncover.

ps: I'm really embarrassed, the plane got off at half past twelve in the middle of the night, hurriedly found a hotel, can only code out one chapter, make up tomorrow, sorry everyone, Xiaoice hereby solemnly apologizes.