On a moonlit night, Qingyun Dao people came to the top of the mountain to breathe and practice according to the custom, and he was the only one left on the altar in the huge square, and the night wind swept through the bonfire, looking lonely and cold.

On this day, the Qingyun Dao people rarely did not practice as diligently as before, but stood in the center of the altar and wandered aimlessly.

It seems that something is waiting for, and it seems that some decision is being made, because the next time the gate of the mountain and sea realm is opened, it will be within these few days.

"Heaven and earth are unkind!"

"All things ...... For...... Dogs!"

"The saint is unkind!"

"Take the people as dogs. ”

After Qingyun finished reading a few sentences in the Tao Te Ching, his words changed, and his words became poignant and hideous.

"If I am unkind, what should I do?"

"Hahaha!"

"If I am unkind!"

"What if?"

Qingyun Dao people seem to be questioning themselves, as if they are asking about heaven and earth, and they are even more questioning their own heart to seek the Tao.

Qingyun Dao people stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the mountains, cities, and thousands of lights in the distance.

Spreading his hand, he turned around, and the wide feather robe danced with him, and he looked at the peach forest under the mountain, each of which was planted by himself, and the mirror-like Sanyang Lake, which was now shrouded in clouds and mist over the mountains and lakes.

When you look up, you can see a waning moon reflecting the sky, and the clouds are rolling and falling.

Thousands of years have passed, the vicissitudes of life, the world has changed, human beings and everything in this world, compared with the sun, moon and stars, are like a small speck of dust, not easily, erased by time.

At this time, Huangyang Mountain looks like a holy place on earth, a fairyland.

He lowered his head and looked at the Sanyang Temple in front of him, a place that had taken him all his life's work, young, young, middle-aged, and old.

Finally, on the day when he was dying of old age and was about to step into the grave, Master Zu recognized himself and obtained the true Dafa.

A pill of elixir prolongs life for a hundred years.

From then on, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and the avenue can be expected.

"It's a pity! Every second counts on the road to the road!"

"Even if there are more than 100 years, it will only be fleeting in the blink of an eye!"

"How did you find that avenue!"

"How did you get that immortal immortality!"

Qingyun Dao people stood in the center of the spacious altar, looking up at the bright moon, the cold moon and clear light fell on him, and he looked even more lonely.

At this moment, there was a sound on the side of the stairs below, and the eyes of the Qingyun Dao people immediately poked over, and shouted: "Who!"

I only saw a middle-aged disciple wearing a dark white robe running up, he looked about the same age as the Qingyun Dao people, but in fact, he was nearly forty years different from the Qingyun Dao people.

"It's me, master!"

It is the personal disciple of Qingyun Daoren, the eldest apprentice Huan Ming.

"It turned out to be Huan Ming!"

"It's the middle of the night! What are you doing here?"

Qingyun Dao people turned their heads, and Huan Ming stepped on the stairs and ran up, following behind Qingyun Dao people, this middle-aged man, at the moment he was as honest as a child, and he followed his father with admiration.

"Master, the apprentice has a doubt, I don't know whether to talk about it or not!" Huan Ming was silent for a long time, Qingyun Dao people seemed to be preoccupied, and they didn't pay attention to him, and after hesitating, they finally spoke.

"Why can't you talk about it, how to cultivate the true path with such a cowering and cowering!"

Huan Ming gritted his teeth and immediately asked, "Master!

"Why? Why is this golden rune true seed devouring my power, it seems that it is not me who is cultivating this rune into a Great Dao True Talisman, but he is cultivating me into a Great Dao True Talisman!"

"I also asked the senior brothers, they didn't cultivate their spiritual power at all, but the golden talisman was devouring their souls, their souls were weaker day by day, and many senior brothers had problems, falling into drowsiness and sleep!"

"Master, is this true transmission of the rune that you realized from the Yunhua Sutra ......?"

"Is there any imperfection?"

Qingyun Dao people suddenly turned their heads and looked at Huan Ming, their originally kind and kind faces revealed some uncertain expressions at this moment, and their eyes did not have the kindness of the past, but showed a trace of indifference.

Looking at Huan Ming's gaze, it was like the bright moon in the sky, sweeping the dust on the ground.

Qingyun Daoren looked down at Huan Ming until he saw him tremble and tremble, and suddenly let out a wild laugh.

"Hahaha!"

"Huan Ming, you really deserve to be my big disciple!"

"What you find is ...... It's fast!"

Huan Ming immediately asked, "Master, is there really something imperfect?"

Qingyun Dao people don't look over, and slowly walk along the edge of the altar of sacrifice, and through a railing, they can see the bottomless abyss below.

"No!"

"There is nothing imperfect, perfect, simply perfect!"

"The Yunhua Sutra inherited by the ancestor is simply a true scripture that points directly to the Great Dao!"

"There will be no loopholes!"

Qingyun Dao said categorically.

Huan Ming's mouth opened wide, and he didn't know why: "Then why ......?"

Before Huan Ming could speak, the Qingyun Dao people immediately interrupted him: "That's because! This golden talisman was originally to cultivate you into a talisman!"

As soon as these words came out, he immediately saw that Huan Ming's whole person was shocked, and he looked at his master Qingyun Daoren in disbelief.

"How could it be...... Master......"

"Why are you doing this!"

Huan Ming opened his mouth, his words trembled, looking at the back of Qingyun Dao people, he couldn't believe it, this was the words of his kind and kind-eyed master who valued peace.

Qingyun Dao people stood on the top of the mountain, their hands on the railing, looking into the distance, their eyes were as cold as ice.

"Naturally, it's for the sake of building the Great Road!"

"Wait for you to turn into a golden talisman true seed, help me break the path to the Dao!"

Qingyun Dao people suddenly turned their heads, their eyes were as cold as ice, and at night, their faces looked like a demon.

Suddenly frightened, Huan Chen collapsed to the ground and retreated again and again.

Huan Chen seemed to have seen the most terrifying scene in the world, and the whole person was terrified for a moment.

"No! No!"

"Who are you!"

"You're not Master! Who the hell are you!"

He couldn't believe that this was his master, who had always admired the words of Qingyun Daoren, who had always admired him like his father, and he wanted to escape from here, but before the words fell, he saw a flash of light, and Huan Ming's whole person was stunned all of a sudden.

"Poof!"

A sharp long sword pierced Huan Chen's chest, and on the long sword, it was engraved with seal runes, and the light of magic weapons flashed on it, and as the long sword penetrated Huan Chen's chest, a touch of black scattered along the skin.

The power of the death curse spread along the long sword and spread throughout the body.

Huan Chen clutched the long sword tightly, allowing the blade to break through the flesh and bones, and stared at the Qingyun Dao people with his eyes.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Huan Chen's terrible voice resounded above the altar of sacrifice, and blood continued to flow out from the corners of his mouth, roaring at the Qingyun Dao people.

"This practice...... Finally...... What is it that you are repairing?"

"Cultivate people into evil spirits!"

"Cultivating a carrion corpse that has lost all emotion?"

Between Huan Ming's words, blood continued to come out of his mouth, and his Dao robe was also stained red with blood, he looked at the young face of the Qingyun Daoist, and suddenly recalled the old face of the Qingyun Daoist.

The face full of ravines, and his hands, led his young self and walked on the shabby and muddy Sanyangguan trail at that time.

At that time, there were only a few people and a few brothers in Sanyangguan, and even eating was a problem.

And today, there is everything, there is nothing missing, but it makes Huan Ming feel that he doesn't know anything at all, everything makes him feel strange and makes him feel at a loss.

"What do you know?"

Qingyun Dao people stared at Huan Ming, this apprentice who was like his father and son, his eyes did not back down or avoid at all, his eyes were full of determination, just like the avenue he longed for, he was indomitable, and there was no retreat.

"If you were me, you would be like me!"

"The avenue is moving forward, if you don't advance, you will retreat, and tens of millions of people are competing for the way of immortality!"

Qingyun Dao held the hilt of the sword in his hand and pushed it into Huan Ming's chest hard, the blade of the sword went deep inch by inch, the tip of the sword passed through the back, and the blood dripped down in a hurry.

Looking at Huan Ming's incomprehensible and incredulous gaze, Qingyun Dao people felt even more angry and roared.

"Mole ants!"

"Mole ants!"

"It's all ants!"

"Death in the twilight of life, I don't know what to do!"

"In that case, why don't you contribute your strength!"

"Follow me to see the end of the avenue of eternal life, the peak of eternal immortality!"

"This should be your honor!"

"If it weren't for me, where would a mortal like you have such an opportunity to see such a scene!"

The long sword passed through his chest, and as the power of the death curse covered his body, Huan Ming finally let go of the hand holding the long sword.

"Is it worth it, master?" Before he died, Huan Ming looked at Qingyun Daoren, and spit out the last sentence with a dull gaze.

"Of course it's worth it!"

After speaking, Qingyun Daoist shook it vigorously and drew out the long sword.