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When the last rays of sunlight disappeared below the horizon, Gu Fei came back from his grief, sprinkled a pot of wine he had brought with him in front of the grave of his master Wan Xiancheng, and then turned and walked out of the cemetery.

At this time, the cemetery, I don't know where a faint white mist sprung up, which made Gu Fei feel a little cool, and he subconsciously tightened his clothes.

The dead are gone, what is the use of grieving? The moment Gu Fei walked out of the cemetery, his gaze became extremely firm, and he stepped on the gravel path in front of the cemetery without looking back, striding away.

When Gu Fei's slightly lonely figure disappeared into the path, there was a squeak, and the wooden door of a thatched hut next to the entrance of the cemetery was pushed open, and an old man walked out of the thatched hut.

The old man was very old, his teeth seemed to have fallen out, and there were a few white and yellowish hairs on his head, and his face was wrinkled like old bark, and it was almost impossible to distinguish his appearance.

The old man staggered into the cemetery, his eyes were cloudy, and there was no fluctuation of strength on his body, but his waist was straight. This is an old man who is too ordinary to be ordinary, and he is an old man who is about to die.

The old man picked a bouquet of white flowers around the cemetery, then walked through the graves, planting a bouquet of flowers in front of each grave.

No matter the size of the grave, no matter how prominent the person in the grave once was, or the unknown people, the old man without exception planted a bouquet of flowers in front of the grave, and no one was missed.

When the old man had only the last bouquet of flowers left in his hand, he stood in front of a new grave, and he did not stop at any of them, but, at the last new grave, stopped.

Low small tomb, a pile of loess, in front of the loess erected an ordinary stone tablet, the stone wall is impressively written five words: the tomb of ten thousand immortals. There is no payment, it is just five words.

The old man's cloudy gaze lingered on the tombstone for a long time, and at last, as if he had a long sigh, and then, with trembling hands, placed the bouquet of white flowers on the dirt in front of the tombstone.

The old man turned and staggered out of the cemetery, into the small hut by the entrance to the cemetery, and then heard a creak and closed the wooden door.

At this time, the smoke in the cemetery seemed to be thicker, and the graves loomed in the fog, as if they were real and illusory.

On the trail in the back mountain, there was a person who stopped Gu Fei. The man was a teenager, a teenager in a white wide robe.

When he saw this young man, Gu Fei's eyes narrowed, because he knew this young man, and he knew this young man's cultivation even more.

This is a teenager who makes it difficult to forget after taking a look. His black hair was casually draped over his shoulders, his face was like a knife, his long eyebrows were in his temples, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

"I didn't believe it when I heard that you defeated Wang Yuanzhi, but now it seems that it is really something. Dongfang Chen's words were very flat, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

However, Gu Fei felt a strong pressure on Dongfang Chen's body, this young master is not simple, as the legend says, he is the leader of the younger generation in the sect.

"What, do you want to stand out for the surname Wang?" Gu Fei looked directly at Dongfang Chen, his gaze was as sharp as a blade, he was not afraid of the oppression that the other party gave him, what about the rare young masters in the door, he couldn't do anything to me.

Dongfang Chen smiled, his handsome face seemed to be very brilliant, and a compelling momentum suddenly swept out of him, like a stormy wave, making the grass and trees on both sides of the path automatically rise up without wind.

"Your master has just passed away, and I don't want to do anything with you, but you have to hand over Wang Yuanzhi's talisman to me. Although Dongfang Chen's demeanor was calm, the clouds were light and the wind was light, but his momentum was compelling.

He did this, although he couldn't say it, but it was no different from doing it. Perhaps, he wanted to give Gu Fei a dismount and force Gu Fei to submit.

"Hmph! If the surnamed Wang wants to return that talisman, then ask him to get it himself!" Gu Fei's eyes flickered, and the skin and flesh under his clothes began to tighten, he was like a foraging cheetah, which could burst out at any time.

Dongfang Chen touched his chin and stared at Gu Fei with interest, his eyes flickered, as if he was smiling, but he didn't know what he was thinking, and after a while, he said, "Okay, very good, there is really a kind!"

Gu Fei couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Dongfang Chen leave like this, he knew that Dongfang Chen was actually a child of a cultivation family, and he seemed to have some friendship with Wang Yuanzhi. Why did he let himself go so lightly?

But one thing Gu Fei was sure of, he had already offended Dongfang Chen by refusing to hand over the talisman he had snatched from Wang Yuanzhi.

"One year from now, it's the ten-year test period, don't let me down. At this time, Dongfang Chen's words came from the front, and this voice seemed to sound in Gu Fei's ears.

"The art of sound transmission?" Gu Fei was stunned, and at the same time, his heart was awe-inspiring, he immediately understood Dongfang Chen's intentions, that Dongfang Chen actually wanted to defeat himself in front of all the same people.

The ten-year test of Taixuanmen is also the time when the mountain gate is opened to accept disciples, and those who win the top ten in the big test can get the rewards in the door. Among the rewards, there is the elixir that helps the disciples in the sect condense the Dao Pill.

"Ning Yuandan, I'm not cultivating the Dao, I'm not walking the Taoist Nine Turns Jindan Avenue, this thing is useless to me, but...... If you Dongfang Chen want to take advantage of the big test to humiliate me in front of all my fellow disciples, it is a dream. Gu Fei looked at the direction in which Dongfang Chen disappeared, and his eyes burst out with a glimpse of the Dao History.

Gu Fei knew very well that with the help of the Yin Yang Jade Pendant, his cultivation speed was ten times faster, and if others practiced for one year, then he would be equivalent to ten years of cultivation.

In this way, within a year, his cultivation will be promoted to the seventh heaven from the sixth heaven to the seventh heaven, which is an ironclad thing. The cultivators of the Awakening My Sevenfold Heaven have obvious advantages over the cultivators who are also Awakening My Sevenfold Heavens.

Martial artists have powerful bodies, while cultivators do not, and martial artists' combat skills are enough to compete with Dao Arts, even more powerful than Dao Arts. Because combat skills, the reason why they are called combat skills, are stunts that have been tempered thousands of times in actual combat.

Compared with Dao Technique, the lethality of combat skills is I don't know how many times heavier.

That Dongfang Chen, his cultivation seems to be awakening my Sevenfold Heaven realm.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Gu Fei's mouth, and then he strode forward, he had buried his grief deep in his heart, he wanted to turn his grief into strength, and cultivate this ancient technique taught by his master to the extreme, so that all those who underestimated this technique would be ashamed of their ignorance.

Soon, Gu Fei's figure disappeared at the end of this gravel path.

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