"Little mirror, little mirror, your surname is Tian!" The old man's eyes began to redden, and his hands were slowly spreading, "It's the Tian family that raises you, gives birth to you, and provides for you, how dare you, how can you!" ”

"Uncle rest assured, there is no mirror in this life;

If you are lucky, after stepping on the south of the Yangtze River, you will return to the field house and commit suicide;

If you are not lucky, you will die on the battlefield.

In any case, after today, there will be no old age without a mirror. ”

"Who made you do this, is it the emperor of the Ji family? Who is the emperor of his Ji family now? Who is it? ”

"Your Majesty, the name Runhao."

"Ji Runhao?"

"Yes."

"Hahahaha, why, why, although the old man has not asked about the world for decades, the old man just wants to ask why, why does his Ji family have a male master, so he has to be my Tian family...... No, no, it's not just my Tian family, it's not just my Tian family, right? ”

"There are four major gate valves, and none of them are left."

"You ...... You are going to kill the Great Yan Gate Valve into a river of blood, blood into a river, aren't you afraid of the Great Yan chaos, to the barbarians, to the Qianguo, to the Jin State to take advantage of? ”

"Back to the words of the ancestors, the barbarian royal court has declined, the border army of the Qianguo has been corrupted, and the Jin State is in internal strife.

This is a once-in-a-century opportunity for my Dayan, and I don't want to miss it, and I don't want Dayan to miss it. ”

"So, you are thinking about the future of Dayan, old man, just for the sake of the family and one surname?"

"Indeed."

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh, you do this cruel method, do you really think that the world will run as you wish? People in the world, may be convinced? ”

"Back to my uncle's words, the three strongest armies of Dayan, the 300,000 iron cavalry of the Zhenbei Army, the 50,000 front army and 50,000 rear battalions of the Jingnan Army, and the 200,000 forbidden army are all in our hands.

Most of the gate valve's private soldiers have gathered in Tiancheng County,

Dayan's strongest army is in hand, Dayan's royal family is righteous, and Dayan's century-old opportunity is in hand.

Without mirrors, there is no talent, and I can't think of a reason to lose. ”

"Little mirror, you underestimated my big swallow gate valve."

"Uncle, it's you who look up at the gate valve, look up at this group of maggots with bones, and look up at this group of national maggots."

"In that case, little mirror, you are standing in front of the old man now, but do you still have something to teach the old man?"

Tian Wujing leaned over and bowed again,

Honest Voice:

"No mirror, please ancestor ascend to the sky!"

"Okay, the old man wants to see if my Tian family's good son really has the confidence to say such bold words!"

Two rays of light immediately shot out from the old man's red eyes, but they did not shoot directly at Tian Wujing, but spread out in the middle of the way.

The next moment,

A cyan phantom appeared from Tian Wujing's body.

This figure is the appearance of an old man, but it belongs to his different age groups.

Each phantom, or laughing, or angry, or public, or aggrieved, has a different look.

And gradually, these figures, which originally looked like old men, began to change their appearance.

There are Tian Mu, there are Tian Bokai, there are the rest of the Tian family, and even Ji Runhao, Li Liangting, Du Juan,

Their words, their expressions, seem to be the silk threads that entangle you, begin to hook your emotions, and want to pull out cracks in your heart, and finally tear them in one fell swoop!

Cultivating the Tao is the way of heaven, and cultivating is also one's own way;

asked, it was the sky that asked, and it was himself who asked.

Those who are not strong-willed, have no relationship with the Tao, the old man left the position of the patriarch of the Tian clan in order to cultivate the Tao, and imprisoned himself in a small Taoist temple for decades.

This is

In than the state of mind!

"Ancestor, this kind of technique is useless without mirror!"

Tian Wujing didn't swing his fist, he didn't even make any statement, he just took a very indifferent step and walked towards the Taoist temple.

Everything around has nothing to do with my Tian Wujing, and it doesn't matter whether they exist or not.

This scene,

It's like someone stepping on the waves in the waves,

The turmoil on all sides became the backdrop and foil.

The old man looked at Tian Wujing, who was getting closer and closer,

opened his mouth and scolded:

"You self-destructive rebel, this heart is really more ruthless than a stone!"

In such a state of mind,

No matter how mysterious the Taoist technique is, it can no longer shake its original heart.

Tian Wujing raised his head,

Looking at the old man on the eaves above,

Bow down again,

Road:

"Please Uncle Ascend to the Heavens!"

"Then let's see if you have such a skill!"

The old man's palm flipped over, and the peachwood sword that had been enshrined there for decades on the Taoist altar immediately flew out, pierced the eaves, and fell into the old man's palm.

"Today, the old man is the ancestor of the Tian family, except for you who have no father and no mother!"

The old man jumped down,

The peachwood sword in his hand stabbed directly at Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing clenched his hands into fists, and the qi waves around his body suddenly exploded, and within the Taoist temple, the sand and rocks flew for a while, and even the crooked neck tree was directly overturned.

The old man's peach wood sword seems to be ordinary, but it has been practiced by the old man for many years, and there are countless mysteries hidden in it.

The mystery of Taoism is here, and the mystery of Taoism is even more difficult to understand.

The old man knew very well that his grandson was following the path of martial arts, and his mind was extremely tenacious, and the magic was useless to him, so he could only use this clever way to break his martial arts roots first.

however

The old man's figure has always been blocked by this majestic wave of qi, and the tip of the sword has been kept at a distance of more than a zhang from Tian Wujing's eyebrows.

Such a strong blood is like a towering mountain, like an endless sea,

Tian Wujing raised his head like this, looking at the peachwood sword,

Look at it,

Can you stab me!

The realm of martial arts, pay attention to the prosperity and decline of blood and blood, that day in the city of Mianzhou, Zheng Fan once met the old man who made a double-headed gun, the old man was originally an eight-grade martial artist, but because of old age and decay, he no longer had the courage of the year, and after fighting several brute soldiers, he was weak, and was immediately beheaded by Liang Cheng after a stalemate.

And Tian Wujing, who is in the prime of life, is full of qi and blood, and is even more surging, like a rolling river, endlessly.

Unless Shatuo Que Shi was consumed by three thousand iron horsemen outside the gate of the Hou Mansion in Zhenbei on a similar day, it would be difficult to grind his blood, and besides, there was only one old man in front of him.

On the other hand, on the old man's side, the Dao method is naturally true, but when you face an opponent whose heart is like a rock and has even ordered the destruction of his own full door, the full body Dao technique will not be able to find a flaw in his state of mind at all.

At the same time, all the causes and causes are too rapid, and the cultivators pay attention to the fact that the enemy is the first to take the lead, slowly arrange, and finally grasp the time and place to slowly close the net in order to achieve success, rather than this kind of face-to-face gong and drum directly come up to fight with people.

The most important thing is that what the Taoist priest pursues is to attain immortality, not to be like a martial artist, and to practice the art of battlefield fighting.

And after the old man's spell couldn't work, he turned to use the peachwood sword to break through the force, but it was the next step he made in desperation, and he actually used his body to get close to a middle-aged warrior!

"Sanpin Wufu, Sanpin Wufu, little mirror, you are already a Sanpin Wufu!!"

Tian Wujing replied:

"Don't dare to disappoint your uncle!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The old man's chest rose and fell, and a mouthful of essence blood immediately spurted on the peachwood sword, and suddenly, the crooked neck tree that had been scraped down by the air wave straightened up again and returned to its original position, and the rubble on the roof of the Taoist temple was also restored at this time.

It's like time has been reshaped.

But all of this is actually fake, but when the fake is fake enough to confuse the truth, its effect is almost the same as the real one.

In the dark, it seemed that a giant hand suddenly fell down, even if Tian Wujing, a third-grade martial artist, actually had a tendency to be stormy at this time.

"The old man has been imprisoned in this Taoist temple for decades, and every grass, tree, brick and tile of this Taoist temple has been imprinted in the old man's heart.

This Taoist temple is the old man's dojo, you dare to enter the old man's dojo to fight with the old man, in this dojo, the old man is the sky, the old man is the earth, the old man, is the Tao! ”

At this moment,

What Jing Nanhou is facing is no longer an old man in his last years, but the suppression and rejection of this small world, and the gilded armor on his body is already making a crisp sound, which is a sign that the armor is overwhelmed and about to crack.

situation

Suddenly it was reversed.

The qi waves around Jingnanhou are constantly compressing back by this side of the world, and the old man's peachwood sword, the tip of the sword, is getting closer and closer to Jingnanhou.

The old man's face was even more flushed at this time, and his momentum and his magic were even higher at this time.

Chaowen said that he could die at night.

The realm of cultivators is generally difficult to measure, firstly, because they rarely cultivate the art of killing and are not good at killing, and secondly, their realm fluctuates, and it is often too huge.

The flush on the old man's face is the return to the light after the forced military dissolution, he has already cut off his vitality, just to stab this sword!

At this moment,

The aura waves around Jingnanhou were compressed by half again, and the old man's peachwood sword finally came to Jingnanhou.

Jing Nanhou's gaze and the old man's gaze met,

This sword,

The old man is about to stab down,

But it is clear to both sides that

This sword,

Can't kill a three-rank martial artist.

But with the old man's doorway, it is enough to use this sword to open a hole in Tian Wujing's physique, which is equivalent to forcibly breaking the embankment!

From now on, Tian Wujing's martial arts will be difficult to advance, and even because of this opening, the time for qi and blood to decline will be advanced by at least seven years!

Tian Wujing was not afraid, even at this moment, in his eyes, there were still Gujing Wubo.

"Buzz!"

sword tip,

finally stabbed Tian Wujing.

This is a cultivator who has been imprisoned for decades, and in decades, the first and last sword he has stabbed.

It is often said that the mountains do not know the years.

The old man never expected that on the first day he came out of the Taoist Temple after he was imprisoned, what he encountered was the scene of his own family being slaughtered, and the object of this sword he wanted to stab was the junior he valued the most.

At the moment when the sword stabbed down,

The old man's hand,

Shake.

The tip of the sword did not pierce the center of Nakata's eyebrows,

but deviated,

The sword flicked slightly,

Flicked the left side of Tian Wujing's face.

………

"Sister, sister, you say, who lives in this temple?"

"I heard the aunts say, there is an old madman living here, brother, don't run here in the future when you are alone, the aunts said that this old madman doesn't eat, but he has never starved to death."

"And what does he eat?"

"Eat children."

"Sister, you scare me."

"Yo, didn't my brother say that when he grows up, he wants to be a general to fight the countrymen and barbarians, why are you so daring? Coward, but you can't be a general. ”

"I'm not timid, I'm not, I'm not timid."

"Okay, my brother is not timid, in the future, he will definitely be able to be a general."

"Well, I'm sure I'll be a general in the future."

"Ah, the door of the Taoist temple is open!"

"Ahhh!!!hhh

"Hahaha, lie to you, look at how scared you are, how can you be a general like this."

………

"Poof!"

"Hey, why did a little doll sneak in by climbing the wall, do you know who lives in this temple?"

"He's a kid-eater."

"Oh, yes, I love to eat children, children are good, the skin is tender, not greasy, tsk, wrapped in flour and fried in a pan, ouch, yo yo, this taste is beautiful, but it can be hungry."

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"Are you really not afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"Why aren't you afraid of me?"

"I, Tian Wujing, will be a general in the future, I can't be afraid of anyone, I can't be afraid!"

"Yo yo yo, whose child are you?"

"My father is the head of the Tian family."

"Tian Bokai's son."

"Don't call me by my father's name, I'm going to kill you!"

"Hahaha, then you come."

"Ouch, you let go of me, you let go of me, let go of me!"

"Tsk, at a young age, this is quite strong, huh? The first day of the blood is perfect, ......hiss, little doll, let me ask you, Tian Bokai didn't ask someone to teach you martial arts? ”

"Don't call me by my father's name!"

"Hehe, it's a filial child."

"Ahh

"The old man is older than your father, dare to speak to the old man like this, see if the old man doesn't kill you!"

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Say, didn't your father ask someone to teach you martial arts?"

"My father asked someone to see it, and the man said that I am still too young, and my bones have not yet grown, and I will only be suitable for martial arts when I grow up."

"That's right, so let's do it, you and my uncle and grandfather can cultivate the Tao."

"I don't want to be a Taoist priest."

"And what are you going to do?"

"I want to be a general, I want to be a general."

"Yo, this ambition is really not small, what about after becoming a general?"

"I want to lead my Great Yan Iron Cavalry to break through the barbarian royal court, I want to go to Qianguo to arrest the emperor of Qianguo back, so that the people of Qianguo dare to call us Yan barbarians again!"

"Tut, you little doll, your ambition is really not small, you want to be a general, yes, it is indeed a good material for practicing martial arts, start tomorrow, you come to my uncle and grandfather every night, uncle and grandfather help you loosen your bones, and when you practice martial arts in the future, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

"Really?"

"Heh, will my uncle and grandfather lie to you?"

"Ah, don't pinch my face!"

"Just pinch, just pinch, just pinch!"

"Don't pinch it, I'm not a child anymore, it's just a child who gets pinched in the face!"

"Just pinch, just pinch!"

"Let go, I won't let you pinch it! If you are pinched, you won't grow big! ”

"Okay, if you don't let the old man pinch it, the old man won't teach you martial arts."

"That............ That ............"

"What then? How did the general speak. ”

"Then you can pinch it, lightly."

"Okay, that's good."

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"Hahahaha............"

………

The old man flew upside down like a kite with a broken string,

The touch that comes from the blade of the sword,

Tell him

The man in front of him,

has grown up,

The face is also thin,

I can't hold this face anymore.

Tian Wujing raised his head, his mouth open, and his eyes were red.

His figure disappeared from the spot, appeared below the old man, stretched out his hand, and caught the old man.

Tian Wujing knew that before, the old man sacrificed his life with a sword, which could pierce his foundation, but in the end, the old man gave up.

The old man in his arms was very light, so light that he could not speak.

The color on the old man's face had completely faded, and only an emotion that could be called relief remained.

His hand grabbed Tian Wujing's arm,

While the red tide on his face has not yet dissipated,

Said hurriedly:

"To destroy the rule of the gate valve, in addition to you and Your Majesty, there is also the Zhenbei Hou Mansion?"

"Li Liangting, the marquis of the current Zhenbei, is already in the capital."

"The three of you, three already?"

Tian Wujing didn't speak.

"Yes, yes, yes, hehehehe............"

The old man suddenly laughed, and then he immediately restrained his smile,

Continued:

"In the past year, the old man has watched the stars twice at night, the first time, it was a sudden comet that fell at the junction of the northern desert of my Dayan, the comet is difficult to determine, there are too many variables, the old man does not know what it represents, it is a blessing or a curse, it is difficult to determine.

A month ago, the old man found that the statue was broken, and he watched the stars for the second time, do you know what the old man found? ”

seems to know that his time is short,

The old man didn't wait for Tian Wujing to answer, and continued:

"The black dragon is circling, the prosperity of Dayan's national fortune can be called terrifying, hehehe, yes, yes......"

"It's a pity that the doctor doesn't heal himself, and the diviner doesn't know himself, the old man thought that Dayan was the beginning of the national fortune, and my Tian family could always prosper, but he didn't expect it, he didn't expect it........."

If the gate valve is not removed, how can Yan Xing?

"No mirror, your uncle and I can't make it, and I have been imprisoned for decades, so I have cultivated such a ridiculous appearance, but your uncle can see that my Great Yan Qi luck has boiled, and the Qi Refiners of the Qianguo, the Wuzhu of the Chu State, and the Tianji Pavilion of the Jin State, there are more Xuan Xiu than your uncle's master, and they can naturally see it.

I am a big Yan iron horse, I am unparalleled in the world, you are the position of the Marquis of Jingnan, and then there are the Marquis of Zhenbei and the king of this generation of the Ji family, if you are one heart, look at the four countries, who is the enemy?

But...... But you have to be careful, the change of national fortunes is not only a matter of soldiers, if they can't beat you on the battlefield, be careful of their use...... In other ways.

Little mirror, old man, I am very distressed tonight, it hurts to death, really............ It really hurts.........

But the old man was also happy......... My little mirror......... Small mirror .........

Really become a general! ”

The last word was shouted, and the red tide on the old man's face dissipated, and his anger dissipated.

Tian Wujing put the old man on the ground,

Three steps back,

Kneeling down,

Honest Voice:

"Congratulations to my uncle...... Ascend to the sky. ”

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Thanks to Larryyu for being the 72nd Alliance Leader of Demon Presence.