"Yang, Yang Tiexin???"

Suddenly hearing the name of this young general, Guo Xiaotian's expression suddenly turned for a while, as if he had fallen into some kind of contemplation.

In the dark, this name was revealed, Guo Xiaotian is like connecting a ......certain "Tao" that hangs high outside the world in a trance, does not come into contact with this world, but affects the world all the time.

The Tao is like a living thing, but it doesn't seem like it's alive.

Just like a mirror that shines through the heavens, through the connection between Guo Xiaotian and it, the "fragments and fragments" that seem to be real and dreamless continue to pour into Guo Xiaotian's mind.

Snowstorm... There are Taoist priests who raise their heads and kill at night... Two troubled couples... Two children on the horizon... A group of Song soldiers with evil eyes in their eyes... A prince who will take revenge and has a gluttonous nature......

Commoners, Taoist priests, princes, soldiers...... This person, who was not supposed to have intersected, staged an unsightly Rassen ukiyo-e in a dilapidated village.

And the occurrence of this scene is like the slow creeping of cause and effect, like the prologue before the curtain that is slowly opened, as if it is the beginning of all the tragedies that affect the whole body.

I don't know how many things will be in the future, just using this scene as the source all the way down, rolling and washing, drowning all the things that stand in front of him!

Buzz –

The "Dao" in front of Guo Xiaotian's "eyes" seemed to inadvertently squirm slightly again.

Delicately, heavily, slowly squirming—

Suddenly, all the fragments of consciousness that had been put into his mind came to an abrupt end, and Guo Xiaotian once again seemed to have returned to his physical body.

There is a mixture of things, born from nature. Lonely, independent and unchanging, circumferential and not dying, can be the mother of heaven and earth. I don't know its name, the word is "Tao"!

Guo Xiaotian has never felt this moment that the Taoist sage who went west to Guguan couldn't be more careful in summarizing the word "Dao".

Ever since Guo Xiaotian himself saw the nameless old man in the snow that day, and since the book "Nine Yin Zhengjing" in his hand, his body seemed to have been passively opened a certain restriction valve.

Every time he sat and sits, his energy was infinite, and his internal force was endless, breaking the limits of matter again and again, and with every breath, he could feel that the whole world was trembling slightly with him.

Even in just a few months, Guo Xiaotian has already constructed a complete set of complex and indescribable extracorporeal meridians on the periphery of his body.

Originally, the amount of "True Qi" that could no longer be measured by the realm was directly multiplied by dozens or hundreds of times at that moment!

The world's martial arts, since the pre-Qin Zhuzi era has been inherited, ever-changing, unimaginable number, at any time after the baptism of dynasties, absolute saints abandon wisdom, lost countless inheritance.

But Guo Xiaotian has always felt that although practicing martial arts can strengthen the body, fly the eaves and walk the wall, and be happy with enmity, there are all kinds of incredible powers.

But its limit, even if it can reach the "Grandmaster" realm, may only be a ten-man enemy.

In the torrent of the national war, the strength of their martial arts is not worth mentioning at all. Perhaps a cavalry charge, a salvo of arrows, and a siege by soldiers can make those who claim to be masters of martial arts completely recognize the reality.

Martial arts are just martial arts, and rivers and lakes are just rivers and lakes, and they have never been the whole of the world.

But when Guo Xiaotian cultivated the "Nine Yin Canon", he came into contact with the indescribable existence that hung high outside the triple curtain of the world.

His martial arts are as high as a mountain, and his cultivation is deeper than the sea, and he can pry the vitality within a radius of more than ten or dozens of miles to resonate with him as long as he is willing, and he can easily collapse a mountain into fine sand and ashes, and he was suddenly shocked.

Maybe in the snow, the fortune teller said that the tricks practiced by the ancestors of his Guo family can turn a city into ashes, like the destruction of the world, like the divine palm of the natural disaster, and martial arts such as the Heavenly Treasure Book may really exist!

He can do it now, and there is no reason why the ancestors in the legend can't do it!

With this natural disaster martial arts, why worry about the curse of the Great Song Dynasty Imperial Court on your body?

Even if it really dared to curse its blood to renew its life for the Great Song Dynasty, then it would directly destroy the Great Song Dynasty with a steel fork!

Although Guo Xiaotian can't stop this curse, he can directly kill the "person" who controls this curse!

It's all over the place, it's neat!

"No. 1 in the world? Hehehe......"

Guo Xiaotian once chewed the supreme glory in this martial arts in his heart repeatedly, and in the end, he just sighed majestically.

The closer he was to the "Dao", the more he could feel his insignificance, even if he slaughtered 30,000 Jin Guo Iron Horsemen, making them run like lost dogs outside Xiangyang City.

But in the face of the endless support given to him in the dark, it gave him enlightenment, so that he could understand countless things that he ignored, or did not know at all.

He could feel that even if he learned more Qiyi Natural Disaster Martial Arts in the "Nine Yin Classics", he couldn't compare to the great opportunity that he could be close to the "Dao" at this moment!

"What's wrong with the general? Is there a problem with my name? Yang Tiexin, who was dressed in ordinary battle armor, looked at Guo Xiaotian who was suddenly slightly stunned after hearing his name, but he seemed to think of something at random, and hurriedly spoke again.

"General, aren't you afraid that the matter of the death of the Six Great Golden Princes in your own hands will be known to the Song Court? It doesn't matter, this matter is completely my own opinion, and it has nothing to do with you, General, even if this matter is caused to the Song Court, I will not drag you into the water. ”

"No, nothing." Guo Xiaotian shook his head: "One person does things, one person does." I'm not going to ask a living man to give me a top jar for the sake of this dead man's head. As for Song Ting...... Hmph, it's a long time coming. ”

Guo Xiaotian waved his hand and interrupted what Yang Tie wanted to say but stopped.

What appeared in his mind before, and when he was really in tune with the "Dao", he appeared in some fragmentary segments, and it was also quietly placed in the corner of his mind at this moment, and maybe he would never think of remembering it again in this life.

This situation can be recalled.

What has passed and what has not yet happened seems to continue under Guo Xiaotian's feet into two completely parallel and intersecting paths.

They were cursing him, but they were also tempting him, as if they wanted to pull him back on the "right" line of history.

But at this moment, with the overflow of the "Tao", everything suddenly came to an abrupt end.

At this moment, Guo Xiaotian's own path forward is the history of the future, and everything else is regarded as a bubble.

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