Zhang Lingdao looked at the senior brother in front of him and didn't seem to be willing to confide in his thoughts, so naturally there was no need to continue to ask, he held his two signatures in his hands, and slowly walked towards the bottom of the main hall.

What he had experienced before belonged to Guan Li, but this could not stop him from going down the mountain, since he decided to go down the mountain, no one could stop his steps, and no one would stop his steps, he should have been moving forward at this time.

The laughing man seemed to be guided by his words before, and he still hasn't said anything until now, which doesn't seem to match his previous image.

Zhang Lingdao looked down the mountain, just under the steps in front of the main hall, an old man with white hair was looking at him with a smile.

"Master!" Zhang Lingdao kowtowed very respectfully, there was nothing wrong with worshipping the master before going out, Zhang Mengbai also rarely left the main hall of Zhenwu, not guarding there, nor patrolling in all directions, but came to the gate of the mountain and looked at his beloved disciple.

"I heard from my junior brother, Lingdao, you actually drew two lots this time?" Zhang Mengbai didn't have any suspicious expression on his face, but was full of smiles.

"Yes, the apprentice is also puzzled at this time, I heard that everyone can only draw one signature, without exception, I didn't expect that I would draw two this time!" Zhang Lingdao nodded, and there was just the right amount of doubt on his face.

"You don't have to mind, this set of signed texts was originally made during the game, the junior brother said that he wanted to make this my true martial arts tradition, and I went with him, I didn't think that there are so many people in the world who believe in it, but it can be regarded as a person of fate! Spirit, do you understand? ”

Zhang Lingdao pondered for a moment, thinking about what was said in Shizun's words, and shook his head, "Master, the disciple doesn't know!" ”

"I don't know ......" Zhang Mengbai's voice is rare and long, and naturally it is dry and traceless, like the wind blowing in the air, and it seems to be a cloud that floats in the sky and will not leave a trace.

"I don't know what's good, I don't know what's good! I don't know how to experience the years of the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how to know this vast world! He said as if he had gone mad, and as if he had said nothing, he only left an empty back in the eyes of everyone.

"Come with me!" Zhang Lingdao glanced at the two people beside him, whether it was Yiyunzi or Xiaoren, they all shook their heads slightly, but whether the shaking of these two people meant that the two of them could not go together, or whether it meant that they had other ideas, it was uncertain.

Zhang Lingdao had no choice but to follow, the back that didn't look very majestic, but felt unusually powerful, Zhang Mengbai is 85 years old this year, no matter what era it is, it can be regarded as a sufficient age, let alone in such a period when people's livelihood is withering.

But such an old man looked as if he was more than 50 years old, his limbs were strong and powerful, his mental outlook was pulled out and detached, Zhang Lingdao followed behind the other party, and found that his speed was not even as fast as his master.

In this young and strong rivers and lakes that even surpass everything, this is even an unbelievable thing, Zhang Lingdao followed his master slowly, and slowly walked to other places step by step.

Zhenwu is a magnificent and majestic place, but also a beautiful and splendid place, where the mountains are full of greenery, the main hall and the steps are densely dotted, those houses appear in the mountains like embellishments, and the layers of clouds that appear from time to time, no matter what direction you look at, this is a very beautiful place.

Zhang Lingdao followed Zhang Mengbai to continue all the way, they walked through those peak-like slopes, walked past those stone statues that seemed to make people feel extraordinary, walked through some wood, and also walked as long as those wood, as if a stone building had been left a long time ago.

After the glory passed, there were only some backs left after the glory, Zhang Lingdao followed the master to a place, they had almost never set foot in a place, maybe the old people in the sect would still remember here, but the young people in the sect had forgotten the existence of these places.

Zhang Mengbai walked through this almost ruined place, in fact, this ruin is in a good location, and it can even be said that it is more like the center of such a mountainous area than the main hall of Zhenwu.

But almost all of us didn't realize, or didn't want to, that the ruins had been in this location all along, and that the buildings built around the ruins had been here because of this.

"Master, here...... What is it? Zhang Lingdao himself is not a person who likes to hide things and put them in his heart, not to mention that he is not an outsider by his side, he naturally asks if he wants to.

"This used to be the place where I lived with your ancestor, and it was also the place where I lived with your Uncle Yiyunzi when it was just built at noon, and it should have been a world-famous temple many years ago, but now it is dilapidated......

Zhang Lingdao looked at the master in front of him who was a little emotional, and he didn't bother with it, anyway, for himself, this is also a very novel and interesting place.

At the beginning, he had only heard about these things in the stories of those masters, and as for how these things happened, and what happened after they happened, not too many people actually knew.

It seems that these ordinary disciples have never known that there is such an ancient and magical place in this area, the story of the founding patriarch Fuyaozi, they have heard it many times, but for the story of this sect that once made their master grow up here and grow into one of the eight desolations in the world, he actually has a lot of thoughts to listen to.

"Lingdao, do you know what I brought you here?" Zhang Mengbai looked at Zhang Lingdao and turned around and said slowly.

"Does the master want to bring his disciples here to feel the pain of the beginning?" Zhang Lingdao asked with some doubts, "Do you still want the disciples to see, there is still no change here?" ”

"No, I want to tell you that your achievements must be extraordinary, but today's signature also shows that your future road must be very difficult and dangerous, when your ancestor came here, he used to talk to me about this, and now that you have the previous text, naturally you don't have to come here, but I still have to say this!"

"A lifetime, a autumn! You don't need to be worthy of the world, you don't need to be worthy of sentient beings, you don't need to be worthy of the master, the master is just here to warn you, the traces here have not been removed, and what you do on weekdays only needs to be worthy of your heart! ”

"The disciple is taught, and the disciple here wants to ask the master a question," Zhang Lingdao said suddenly, "Master, what is your signature?" ”

"Me? The sky is high and the rain is off! ”