The old monk told about the past.

Su Luo listened quietly, this kind of scoundrel-like method treats the symptoms but not the root cause.

What's even more deadly is that the cultivation resources will be cut off!

The warriors above lack a place to fight, and if they are broken down from below after a hundred years, what strength is used to resist from above, they will basically be slaughtered.

The old man sighed and said: "Because of this, the arrival of the end of the law era has been exacerbated, there is no elixir on it, the birth of martial artists is even rarer, and the sect forces with a little ability have quietly disappeared, leaving the old, weak, sick and disabled, and breaking the cultivation inheritance." ”

"Quietly gone?" Su Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.

It's interesting that this has quietly disappeared!

The following catastrophe has not been eliminated, and as a citizen of China, he has quietly disappeared?

Escape or betrayal may be more appropriate!

As a martial artist, he is high, has many privileges and extraordinary strength, but he ran away quietly at a critical moment?

This is completely a draw from the bottom of the kettle, and it is necessary to plunge the outside into a full-scale war.

But the old monk sighed: "At this point, entering the harshest era of the end of the law, the warriors have no way to seek the way, and when the Qing Dynasty ends, the war begins, the Eye of God has no time to take care of it, and the natives have broken in!" ”

Su Luo's body shook slightly, knowing the consequences of breaking in.

Speaking of this, the old monk was a little excited, raised the omission, and said: "The predecessors of Shushan were born, the Seven Sword Immortals were born, and they entered the Southern Wilderness, and the sword pointed at the emperor of the dynasty and forced him to retreat!" ”

"Withdrawn?" Su Luo played with his wine glass.

The old monk said firmly: "Retreat, the three sages of Taoism led people down from Kunlun Mountain, suppressed the Zhonghuang Dynasty, killed the prince on the spot, and hit the emperor hard. ”

"At that time, there were two wild statues in Shennongjia, tall, muddy, one like crazy, the other stupid, went to the Northern Wilderness, the seven generations of emperors of the Northern Wilderness Dynasty, all of them were killed, and the Northern Wilderness retreated in fear!"

The old monk recalled that at this moment he did not have the demeanor of a monk.

Su Luo can feel that in the midst of the catastrophe of the troubled times, the strong man who appeared in despair saved the people of Li and deserves the praise of future generations.

It seems that these old things are not necessarily ruthless.

Shushan sword cultivation, in essence, has the shadow of Taoism, quiet and inactive, concentrates on cultivation, and will take action when encountering real troubled times.

As for Taoism, local sects, it is incumbent on them to strike in troubled times.

Su Luo was curious that the two savages of Shennongjia, dementia and madman, took a strong shot and killed the seven generations of imperial lords of the Northern Wilderness Dynasty, which was simply from his ancestors to his grandchildren.

It's amazing!

Su Luo listened to the old man's speech, and understood that the Ming Dynasty was the return of the warriors, and the last brilliant first year, as for the Ming Dynasty, the ancient martial arts civilization was completely buried in his hands.

So much so that in modern times, the ancient warriors have not recovered the peak of the year.

As for before the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that period of time was a great era of change, and it was an important node for the weakening of the ancient martial civilization.

Su Luo learned the secret and frowned: "You were born on it, but you can't hide from the world, for what?" ”

"The old monk's cultivation is still shallow, purely to avoid killing, and to concentrate on the study of Buddhism before choosing to practice in seclusion, after all, killing destroys the Buddha nature, which is equivalent to self-determination of cultivation."

The old monk's explanation is also reasonable.

Su Luo said in a condensed voice: "That creature like the rain god, what is the purpose of escaping from the world?" ”

"Fellow Daoist, there are some things that the old monk understands, but he doesn't dare to say!"

"If you say it, today is the death of the old monk!"

"During the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and even today, many amazing figures are alive, and the things they plot are intricate, running through various dynasties, but anyone who wants to investigate, no matter how strong or weak, will eventually suffer a strange death!"

"What the old monk knows is also fur, fellow Daoists, please don't ask."

……

The old monk was taboo, as if it was also for Su Luo's good, don't ask about this kind of thing.

Su Luo was a little curious, and suddenly made a move on the old monk.

In the sea of qi, more than forty-five qi clouds instantly dried up and twenty of them, and the strong true qi gushed out, and the amplitude of the God of War Jue doubled.

This raised hand attack is equivalent to a punch of 4,000 na!

Even if it is a king of 20,000 tons of qi and blood, this level of attack can only hit five punches.

This punch can instantly defeat creatures below the fifth rank king.

The old monk stood still, and a strong blood qi suddenly appeared in front of him, turning into a barrier as thin as a cicada's wings, and instantly blocked in front of him.

Click, bang!

The blood-red barrier was extremely strong, but as soon as it neutralized Su Luo's punch, it collapsed like glass in an instant.

This kind of proficiency in the use of blood and qi is probably even more because of combat skills.

Su Luo said indifferently: "Since you know the situation outside, you know that you are lacking everything, I can't come in vain today, come up with a few combat skills!" ”

"Good!"

The old monk did not hesitate, turned around and asked the reckless man to bring two ancient books.

Without exception, they are all ancient books that can only be cultivated by releasing Qi and blood.

For example, qi and blood coagulation, three means of attack!

There are three ways to condense things, which can condense spears, condense shields, and condense flying swords!

This kind of blood and qi attack technique is like the sword immortal of Shushan, the blood and qi condense the flying sword, creating something out of nothing, and grabbing people's heads from hundreds of miles away.

Su Luo turned his hand away, got up and left, and said, "Goodbye!" ”

"Daoyou are slow, dare to ask Daoyou's mouth, where does the Daomen come from?" The old monk thought about it for a long time and didn't expect it.

Su Luo smiled weirdly and said, "From another world!" ”

"What?"

The old monk was shocked, and Su Luo had already left.

The reckless man was like a King Kong, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, master, he is gone!" ”

"Another big man who has returned, alas, the troubled times are coming, the heroes are returning, the hexagram seven thousand years ago is this life!"

The old monk knew the secret, but he didn't dare to say it, and Su Luo didn't force it.

But the old monk sighed and said, "He, don't provoke again, let alone be contaminated with such cause and effect!" ”

The reckless man nodded hurriedly, not understanding the meaning of the master's words, but he was very obedient.

On Su Luo's way back, rhubarb came out and rubbed Su Luo's trouser leg.

Su Luo said softly: "Shushan Sword Immortal, the madman and stupid person of Shennongjia, the three saints of Taoism, interesting, more and more interesting." ”

Originally, Su Luo still felt that after coming back, life was a bit dull and boring, and it seemed that there were still many things in this world that he didn't know.

There are also some secrets that make a powerful venerable even shy away from talking about the slightest.

Su Luo threw the three combat skills to the school's scripture pavilion, which was regarded as adding a little new object, and came directly to it.

Bustling Los Angeles is still the same.

Su Luo returned to the bustling city, and it was already dark, but the streets were still full of traffic.

Su Luo said softly: "The battle below is endless, and it is you who are guarding, it may be a happy thing to be an uninformed ordinary person and live your life in peace." ”

I want to talk about "The Immortal Emperor of the City" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~