"Hey, hey, you junior, why are you stunned. A little benefit, you are beautiful like this? It's really useless..."The white-haired old man couldn't help but sneer when he saw me stunned and stayed where I was.

This time, it was my turn to be a fool, and willingly. Isn't it, once I turned into an immortal, I was so beautiful that I couldn't find the north now.

is on the rise, I don't bother to take care of the noisy white-haired old man, close his eyes and concentrate, the immortal consciousness to the original god, no, now it should be said that the fairy soul is going inside.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's shocking to see it. I saw that the internal organs and meridians that had been voided by the power of the divine soul had all been transformed into entities, and they were all pale golden. The powerful golden heart, lungs, and other organs are constantly running.

The golden blood flows through its own body, and every drop contains great power. These powers didn't come out of nowhere, they were all transformed by that purple gold divine thunder.

With one breath and one inhalation, the blood flows, and the spirit is self-generated.

Looking at the seal that bound me to the original god before, it has long disappeared without a trace. The vitality circulating within the immortal soul has been transformed into immortal energy.

Powerful, unprecedentedly powerful. My Dao heart was so far from keeping up with the changes in my divine soul that I was somewhat indulged in this sudden surge in power.

I knew very well in my heart that if I indulged too much in this inhuman force, then I would fall into the devil's path forever and lose my sense of self.

So my subconscious, the so-called Dao mind, began to fight against the exploding power of this body.

Bursts of powerful aura radiated from the immortal soul and echoed endlessly in the Kunwu Village Temple. I don't know what kind of material this Kunwu village temple is built in, and it has not been affected in the slightest.

The white-haired old man jumped to his feet, slapped his hands and said: "Wonderful, wonderful, the junior has a very high understanding, this person Wang Ding entrusted you with the destiny of heaven." ”

As he spoke, the white-haired old man's complexion suddenly changed, his eyes were red, and he said angrily: "Xi, the matter entrusted to the eldest brother, the eldest brother did it, did it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the three-legged bronze tripod shook suddenly, making a buzzing sound, as if it was responding to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man was even more excited when he saw that Da Ding was different, and walked to Da Ding in a few steps, waved his hand, and a young man wearing black fine linen appeared in the sky above Da Ding.

This young man has an extraordinary appearance, eyes like stars, and an amazing temperament, just a phantom can suppress this heaven and earth.

The young man nodded to the white-haired old man with a smile on his face, and the two met across time and space.

"Xi!"

When the white-haired old man saw the young man, he was even more excited, and shouted loudly, wanting to get a response from the young man.

It's just that this young man is just a trace of afterimage summoned by the human king across time and space, and the true spirit of the young man has long been extinguished in the long river of time.

Perhaps, the true spirit of the young man has not all perished, and there is still a trace of reincarnation. But is he, still him?

The white-haired old man was stunned, looking down at his body, although he survived in the world, he was no longer alive. As the saying goes, "Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first." ”

"That's it, that's it, I regret that I shouldn't have met you in Qingling Cave, and it will be a mystery of eternal life when I meet you."

The white-haired old man was reminded of the sadness, and he was no longer in the mood to joke with his juniors. So he restrained his emotions, came to me, patted my head and said, "Junior, it's time to wake up!" ”

This beat was really like a slap in the face, and it suddenly woke me up from the entanglement of Dao heart and power.

I felt a sweetness in my throat, and I spat out a mouthful of golden blood from my mouth. This mouthful of golden blood spit out, and I was like a deflated balloon, and the feeling of being hit by the power of the Dao Heart before was instantly much better.

And when the white-haired old man spat out the golden blood in my mouth, he grabbed it with his big hand, put the golden blood together, and rubbed it into a golden pill.

He weighed the golden pill, and said with a muttering voice: "It seems that the attack is heavier, and the soul blood is out." Oh, I won't have anything to do with this junior..."The voice became weaker and weaker, revealing a little bit of weakness.

I am still in the realm of the Yuan Shen can see the six ways and listen to the eight directions, and now I am known as the immortal soul, as long as I want to hear the sound of a hundred miles away, I can listen to it at all, and naturally the white-haired old man said it in my ears.

This made my originally grateful heart sink to the bottom. Daddy.

"Harm, juniors should not be dissatisfied, and if they are in an unstable state of mind and seek strength, they will destroy their own foundation. The old man is kind enough to help you, but he doesn't want you to slander the old man. ”

"Where do the seniors say, the kid understands, the seniors are very kind, and the kid is grateful."

"Hehe, don't say more polite words, the old man has lived for thousands of years, and it is not vulgar to such a point. Seeing that your kid is also knowledgeable, the old man will reluctantly help you again. ”

I saw a flash in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and he swiped a few times on my chest with one hand, and a strange array was printed on my immortal soul.

"Senior, what are you?"

"Hehe, it's witchcraft, it's not worth mentioning a gadget. It can help you take control of the power in your body. When you don't need your current power, spells can seal them with a single move. ”

"Of course, as soon as the spell is issued, the seal can also be opened and used at any time. When your state of mind is raised, this witch ban will disappear automatically, isn't it beautiful? Back then, it was still passed on by the old man to..."The white-haired old man stopped abruptly halfway through his speech, and it seemed that the next words aroused his sadness again.

The white-haired old man sighed, didn't want to say anything more, and thought that his task had not yet been completed, so he opened his mouth to me again.

"Ahem, that junior, let's just say it, you guessed only half of it right, so the old man can only give you half of the reward. Oh, this Venerable Wang Ding is yours. ”

Before the words fell, the old man raised his hand and made a random move, and the three-legged bronze tripod played a whirlwind on the spot and turned into a mini treasure tripod of one inch size.

Then, the white-haired old man didn't ask for my consent, and I don't know what means he used, and he smashed the mini treasure into the immortal soul body that I had just condensed.

A Baoding imprint, just imprinted on my eyebrows, is like being born long, and it can't be erased or erased.

"Senior, you are..."

"Hmph╯^╰, the old man has completed his mission, and the rest depends on you, the junior, to go by himself. The old man goes, too! ”

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, his body flashed and disappeared in place. I swept it away with my immortal sense, but I didn't see a trace.

"Senior, thank you for your kindness, but you haven't told me what you should call it!"

The old man was far away, I just subconsciously said this, but I didn't expect the voice of the old man to come clearly in the void, "Junior, call your old man, Kun Lao, that is." ”

I swallowed and spit, this old guy's strength is really mysterious, he can actually perceive everything related to himself in the dark, and can transmit sound through the air.

It's amazing, big brother really has an adventure this time.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of my mouth,

Said secretly: "The armored man waits for the eldest brother, and the eldest brother won't beat you up when we meet next time." ”

"Crunch~"

Just as I was yy, the temple door of the Kunwu Village Temple suddenly opened. I turned around and saw that it was the village chief Mingyuan.

"Brother Ming, you..."

Mingyuan nodded, "I also entered the temple by the ancestors, just now." ”

After Mingyuan finished speaking, the center of the temple in Kunwu Village, where the original place held the king of people, flashed a strange light.

As soon as this strange light appeared, it was like meeting the Ming Lord, and it did not stop in the slightest, and directly fled to the palm of Ming Yuan's hand that had already been spread out.

I watched it from the sidelines, and there was a look of excitement between Mingyuan's eyebrows. As soon as the strange light went out, a five-foot-long long knife monster knife was in his hand.

I saw that the knife was integrated, and the whole body was golden. There is no block and handle, and the blade is on one side. The blade of the knife is winding like a spiritual snake, with a sharp edge and a cold light, and it is a treasure blade at a glance.

My life-slaying sword is a piece of garbage in front of this blade, and there is no comparison at all.

This made me gasp, I didn't expect there to be such a treasure in this temple. That old Kun is not kind, since I passed on my Wang Ding, this treasure blade can be given together.

After thinking about it again, Kun Lao said just now, I only guessed half right, so there is only a part of the reward.

it! There won't be another half of the reward, it's this blade. My heart suddenly knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and I was very uncomfortable.

I have a chance to get it...

As soon as this idea came out, I was greedy and jealous, so Xuan didn't break out again. Fortunately, the witch forbidden mystery left by Kun Lao pulled me back at a critical time.

Looking back and reflecting, if I don't say that my Dao heart is not strong and my state of mind is not enough, a treasure blade has triggered my greedy heart. Hey, pull out the seedlings to help the fruit and then suffer endlessly.

After reciting the Pure Heart Recipe several times to get rid of these distracting thoughts, I asked Mingyuan with some curiosity what the origin of this treasure blade in his hand was.

Hearing this, Ming Yuan raised the sword with both hands, bowed to the east three times, and then said: "Little brother doesn't know, this is the blade of the ancestor of my village, the broken god, and it has not appeared for thousands of years. If it weren't for the instructions of the ancestors, I really wouldn't have guessed that it was in this temple. ”

As soon as I heard Mingyuan say the word "guess", I almost hooked my heart again. This made me cautious and afraid to talk about this topic again.

Ming Yuan didn't say anything when he saw me, and he didn't care, he only caressed the broken divine treasure blade with his hand, and he couldn't put it down.

It's not good to stay any longer. I waited for Mingyuan for a while, and when his mood calmed down when he first got the blade, I proposed to leave this place.

Mingyuan naturally agreed and walked out of the temple with me.

Mingyuan and I came out of the temple one after the other, and the villagers at the bottom of the temple steps let out bursts of cheers for some reason, like heroes welcoming their triumphant return.

In particular, Ming Yuan raised the Broken God Treasure Blade in his hand above his head, and the cheers became even more enthusiastic. After we walked down the steps, a group of young people lifted Mingyuan and me up, threw them high again, and fell, bursting with laughter.

"Boom~"

Like thunder, it sounded in front of the crowd. Everyone was attracted by the sound and turned their heads to look. It turned out that the village temple suddenly collapsed for some reason, and the broken wreckage rolled down the stairs one after another.

That speed, combined with the height of the steps, was almost the same as a cannonball. One second, the people of Kunwu Village were still cheering, but the next second they ushered in a catastrophe of life and death.