If you say, Luo Yang thought that he could survive a few moves in front of Man Jiangtong before, but after Man Jiangtong's shout, he had completely lost that unrealistic fantasy.

That Man Jiang roared in unison, and instantly dispersed the true qi of his whole body, which showed that the degree of profound internal strength was not something he could compete with at all, and he was sure that even if ten hundred of himself were in front of the other party, they would only be slaughtered.

At this time, Luo Yang also noticed another serious problem.

Since he cultivated the Ninety-Nine Qiankun Decision, what he has paid the most attention to is the thickness and purity of his cultivation true qi, as well as the condensation of his meridians, but he has neglected one of the most important things, that is, powerful spiritual power.

No matter how outstanding a person's ability is, how profound his skills are, and how strong his moves are, if he does not have an incomparably firm spiritual force as support, then he will be frightened and crushed his spirit, and he will also be a rotten meat to be slaughtered, without the slightest strength at all.

Although countless thoughts flashed through Luo Yang's mind at this moment, Miao Qing would not give him the slightest time to think.

That Miao Qing was saved by the master's yell, turned around and nodded to the master, and the next moment he took refuge again, taking advantage of Luo Yang's spit out a mouthful of blood and his spirit was sluggish, a knife slashed towards Luo Yang's head.

This knife is powerful and heavy, and the internal force is strong, if he is slashed, Luo Yang will definitely be in a different place.

Luo Yang, who had just stabilized his figure, the figures in front of him were all overlapping at this time, and he watched Miao Qingming's dangling big knife slash towards his head.

Am I going to die?

A voice in a hallucination sounded in Luo Yang's ears.

I can't die, I must not die!

If you don't die, then fight to the end!

A voice in his heart pulled the distracted Luo Yang back from his hallucination.

In an instant, Luo Yang's true qi spread all around his body, there were no mountains, no water, no sunlight, no dense fog, and even no human shadows in front of him, and some were just a dazed and chaotic world.

In that chaotic world, he felt that he was a king, an omnipotent lord of heaven and earth, who made decisions for heaven and earth, for the creation of all things, and for the life and death of the world!

"Ah......h

Luo Yang, who had a splitting headache, let out a shocking roar, as if he wanted to roar through the sky, roar through the land, and roar through the injustice of this world......

True qi overflowed in Luo Yang's body, stretching Luo Yang's body out of blood red, and there were faint thick/strong green tendons in the blood-red skin, sweating like rain and steaming......

Then, Luo Yang in the roar seemed to have nowhere to vent the strength of his whole body, and subconsciously used all his strength to swing the demon knife in his hand.

'Hiss......'

The True Qi blade of the demon knife tore/split the air, and there was a burst of explosion.

Wherever the demon knife reached, it was instantly split in half.

……

The sun still burns the earth, and the thick clouds in the depths of the mountains change into different shapes in the sunlight, drifting around with the wind!

Everything is calm again.

At this time, no one could see that just now, on top of this heavenly cliff, there was a bloody battle. A bloody battle that is enough to turn the tide of life and death.

Birds hover in the sky, hissing a few times, flapping their wings and flying into the distance, the wind rustling through the trees, the stream of the mountain stream flowing down the mountain with the fallen flowers, stopping at some chance place, turning into a cloud of spring mud, waiting for the red flowers to nourish the next generation......

The world is like this, follow the law and change in the law, where human beings can reach, it is only to change themselves, influence the rules, and let the rules change for themselves.

……

By the time Luo Yang woke up, it was already three days later.

He didn't wake up, he was awakened by hunger, and in his sleep he found a delicious pheasant, which was roasted and taken away by a mountain eagle, so he chased and chased after it, but could not catch up.

So as soon as he gritted his teeth, he grabbed a bamboo pole that was arm thick and long to the sky, and he was ready to use the bamboo pole to support himself and chase the mountain eagle.

When he was about to prop up the bamboo pole and jump, he was blown by a gust of wind and fell to the ground.

"Ah......h

When he opened his eyes, he saw a jade onion-like finger pinching his wrist. Pinched him, it hurt, it hurts. And his hand was clutching a white wrist.

"Ah...... Scratch me! The cry in the dream sounded again, and Luo Yang came back to his senses, and his feelings were not that he was hit in his sleep but that he was caught in reality.

Hurriedly let go of his hand and looked up along the hand, and then saw a delicate raw body, and then a delicate face.

The hair is like green silk, the eyebrows are picturesque, the eyes are delicate, the mouth is like Tulan, the skin is like coagulated, and the teeth are like Haosu...... If you change that simple white vest into a delicate costume, it will definitely be more amazing than the Seven Fairies.

When the girl saw Luo Yang staring at her tightly, she immediately blushed, and quickly let go of the hand holding Luo Yang, and got up to stand on her head. In a panic, the porcelain bowl in his hand fell, and the 'pop ......' shattered.

"Ling'er, what's wrong?" Hearing the sound of the porcelain bowl breaking, an elderly man walked into the house from outside the door, talking as he walked.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yuan Ling'er came back to her senses and hurriedly picked up the broom in the house and swept the broken bowls on the floor.

"Alas...... Why are you so careless? "The old man looked about seventy or eighty years old, a little hunchbacked, but his spirit shone. When he saw the broken bowl in the house, he said.

Yuan Ling'er glared at Luo Yang, and then remained silent.

"Look at you, let you feed a medicine, you pour it, just drop the bowl." The old man picked up more than half of the broken bowl on the ground and said.

"Whatever happens to her, it's me who doesn't care about it." If a girl is asked to carry the black pot for him, Luo Yang is absolutely unwilling, and hurriedly thinks about the old man and said.

"Are you awake? Thank goodness for that! When the old man heard Luo Yang's voice, he hurriedly leaned over to Luo Yang's head and said, his face full of excitement.

At this time, Luo Yang carefully took a large number of scenes in front of him.

A three-room large tiled house made of mud and stones, the interior was simple, except for a table with a few books, teacups, and an old wardrobe, but it was spotlessly clean, and even the pitted floor was swept clean.

The pink chuang yarn separates from the middle, and a small cloth doll/baby is placed on the head of the chuang. You don't have to think about it to know that Luo Yang must be sleeping with this Yuan Ling'er's chuang.

"What is this place?" Luo Yang looked at the old man and asked.

"Here, it's Mojiang County." The old man smiled and said, "Don't worry, you just woke up and your body is weak, I'll kill a chicken first to make up for your body." The old man got up and prepared to go out.

Luo Yang was just about to stop him, and he didn't have to work, but Yuan Ling'er had already chased him out and said, "Grandpa, that chicken can't be killed, we still have to rely on it to lay eggs!" Your body has been weak, and the next two eggs can still replenish your body. ”

"By eating those two eggs it laid grandpa, I would have starved to death. The guest has just woken up now, and he has to make up for his body, kill it, and grandpa will go to get two chicken cubs for you in two days. The old man said as he began to sharpen his knife.

"No, you can't kill it, you can't kill it even if you ask me for ten more chicken cubs."

"Why are you so stubborn, the old monk Tongguang is kind to us, this guest was sent by the master of Tongguang to live in our house to raise his body, we can't treat people badly, isn't it just a chicken, grandpa doesn't eat those two eggs." The old man pulled Yuan Ling'er aside, for fear that Luo Yang would hear it, and said softly.

"Hmph...... Master Tongguang is good to us is Master Tongguang, who knows if this kid is a good person. You are soft-hearted, and I don't know if there is good retribution, maybe kill the chicken and pay tribute to the weasel! Yuan Linger complained.

"Dead girl, don't talk nonsense, it's not good for the guests to hear." The old man said in a low voice.

The words of the grandfather and grandson fell into Luo Yang's ears, and Luo Yang was moved and amused.

Apparently a poor family.

But Luo Yang was not a little reserved, he was in a coma for three days, and he was hungry for three days, at this time Luo Yang's stomach had no digestible things, the old man stewed the chicken soup and sent it to Luo Yang into the house, Luo Yang was unceremonious, holding a large porcelain bowl to eat and drink.

That eating appearance fell in Yuan Ling'er's eyes, and she suddenly despised it, glaring at Luo Yang angrily, eager to take away the bowl in Luo Yang's hand and starve him to death.

After eating and drinking, Luo Yang asked about the time before and after he came here. He remembered that when he was fighting against Miao Qing, he was yelled at by Na Manjiang, and he was suddenly dizzy, and he had no memory after that.

After understanding, Luo Yang knew that the old man's name was Yuan Laohei. According to the old man Yuan Lao Hei's account, it is said that that that night, Master Tongguang sent him into their house, and asked him to recuperate at the old man's house, and after telling the old man a few words, he left in a hurry. For two or three days in a row, Uncle Yuan used his own soil method to pick some yam materials to boil medicinal soup for him and feed him to drink.

And then there was the situation when Luo Yang woke up.

Master of the same light?

Hearing this name, Luo Yang was stunned again.

After thinking about it, he didn't think that he had ever seen an old monk named Master Tongguang.

"Then what did Master Tongguang tell you?" Luo Yang asked Uncle Yuan.

"He instructed me to tell you when you wake up: the past is over, don't remember the past." Uncle Yuan looked at Luo Yang and said.

The past is over, don't remember the past?

Didn't you tell yourself that your past with the Underworld Sect was over? Let yourself not hold a grudge against the Underworld?

If that's the case, shouldn't you celebrate?

Luo Yang suddenly had an urge to look up to the sky and roar.

Although he still holds a grudge against the Tongying Sect, if he has enough strength, the Tongying Sect dares to seek revenge on him, and he doesn't mind destroying them by the way, but he really doesn't have the strength to be an enemy of the Tongying Sect now. If the Tongshen Sect is still chasing and killing him, then Luo Yang will only have to run away.

Now that Master Tongguang has told himself that the past is over, doesn't it mean that the grievances between the Tongyin Sect and himself have been resolved?

"Thank you, Grandpa." Luo Yang, who was excited, grabbed Uncle Yuan's hand tightly and shouted.

"Hahaha...... Thank me for what to do, thank you for your thank you, Master Tongguang, or thank me for my good granddaughter, my granddaughter has been boiling medicine and feeding you medicine for the past few days, but I haven't been up late. Uncle Yuan saw that Luo Yang was happy, and he was also happy, and said with a smile.

"Thank me for what? I'm not unusual. Hearing her grandfather say that, Yuan Ling'er's cheeks flushed, she glared at Luo Yang angrily, and turned her head and walked out of the back room.

"Why are you so rude?" Uncle Yuan looked at Yuan Ling'er who walked out of the door and said, looked back at Luo Yang again, and said apologetically: "The little girl's family is not sensible, don't be like her!" ”

"How come, your old Jia Ling'er is my life-saving benefactor, I feel happy after a few slaps now." Luo Yang's face was full of excitement. He could see that Yuan Lao Bo and Yuan Ling'er were both extremely simple people, and it was too late for Luo Yang to be grateful for such a person, how could he be a little dissatisfied.

"That's good, that's good." Uncle Yuan was satisfied, smiled and put away the bowl that Luo Yang had eaten, and walked out of the house.

"If you don't die in a great disaster, there will be a blessing in the future, and Luo Yang and I will definitely live up to the grace of rebirth!" Looking at the space outside the window, Luo Yang muttered to himself.