This is a noble person, Ye Feng has already determined that the old man of the dwarf mountain is not simple, and he is by no means vulgar.

"Sadly, he was too old, and he had been dead for two or three years. "Another humane.

Ye Feng listened a lot on the side, and found that the old Taoist priest had taught me several methods of spitting, although it was very simple, it was muscular, and it was most suitable for ordinary people.

"My brother may be looking for the way of the immortals, but unfortunately he came late......"

Obviously, the two hunters were very amiable to the old man, and as soon as they stopped, they talked more nonsense.

The old Taoist is old, and even his grandfather said that he remembered the existence of this old Taoist priest since he was a child, and no one knew that he had lived alone in the mountains for several years.

"Thank you, two brothers". Ye Feng left, and this time he finally climbed the low mountain along the mountain road.

The troupe's small Taoist temple was dilapidated, very low, like a thatched house, and after a few years of fiasco, no one came in or out, and it was very deserted.

There is an ancient pine in front of the small Taoist temple, the trunk is hollow, many people hug each other, the branches turn green, but the leaves are sparse, and the old tree is on the verge of dying.

"Medicine" "There is no field, only one acre of vegetable land but it is deserted, in addition to a grape, a karaoK vine hanging with 2~3 bunches of purple grapes.

"There are at least 4,000 years old trees in this view...... Ye Feng was uncertain and felt the breath of time.

Was this kind of Taoist temple built by the old Taoist priest himself, or was this ancient tree planted by his own hands? In this case, this is definitely a surprising master.

Ye Feng entered the Broken Dao Temple and searched carefully, hoping to find some cobwebs, but it was full of dust, and there was nothing like ancient books and stone carvings.

Ordinary, no different from ordinary Taoist temples, but separately, a broken futon, a few broken Taoist clothes, and a dawn that was eaten by insects, there is nothing abnormal.

Ye Feng came out and walked to the back of the Taoist temple, where there was a small tombstone, no tombstone, no inscription, only a simple loess bag.

"This is his grave, he didn't leave a word when he died, and he didn't know who it was, and he couldn't even convey the method of cultivation......"

Standing in front of the loess tomb, the eyes of the moving source god stared at the ground, wanting to see what kind of state its dry bones were in.

"Huh......" he was startled, it was an empty grave, and there were no corpses.

"No, there are tattered clothes, hairpins, shoes and socks...... is moving in his heart, is it a mound of clothes?

He was surprised and eventually confirmed that there was a body, but erased himself when he died. This is undoubtedly a master.

Generally speaking, only those who are above the peerless king can open the way and return themselves to the nature of heaven and earth, which is the true path, not a corpse of self-destruction.

““

Ye Feng was very surprised, he didn't know the name of this person, and no one knew it, so he died silently.

"It's not that there are no famous people in the world. It's just not known. There's a master of Gesai here. Most of them are saints, no less than the Jedi Saint King Kang Tae-hyun. “

But the man died. There is nothing left, and the name is not known.

Ye Feng searched the land, futons, dust, robes, etc., all of which were explored with a sense of mind, but there was not a single treasure.

"It was too thorough, it really didn't leave anything for future generations, such an unimaginable existence, but lost his inheritance, which is an immeasurable loss. ”

Night Maple lives here. It's quiet and perfect for Sekigo Dao. Won't be bothered by anyone.

The low mountain, the broken Taoist temple, has an indescribable Taoist rhyme, which is very suitable for meditation, and has a real taste of deviation.

His safe house can't be all earth. Moreover, if a path is opened here, this land will surely become a sacred place for spiritual practice. “

Ye Feng got the dragon marrow, not to convince him to feed, but to be able to enter the fourth transformation of the dragon, and leave everything to himself.

The dragon marrow has a great road law, which can help each other, but it is not the root of breaking the level, the first element lies in the master's own mind.

In the middle of the night, there was silence, the stars were shining brightly, and at night the maple trees were in front of the road, and the five hearts were facing the sky, and a large dragon rose on its back, and finally changed shape and danced.

"Occasionally came under the pine tree, and the stone fell asleep with peace of mind. There is no calendar in the mountains, and the cold is unclear about the age......"

Suddenly, Ye Feng was woken up by a whisper.

At this time, a dark cloud flowed by, covering the stars and moon in the sky. The land was pitch black, and not even five fingers could be seen on the mountain.

In front of the Taoist temple, a person appeared in front of the ancient tree that many people couldn't hug, and the voice was made by him.

Ye Feng's heart trembled. Who is this? It was terrible to avoid his inspiration and appear directly at such a close distance.

He moved his senses, and when he looked closely, the bone of "Mao" would tremble in an instant, the old Taoist clothes would flutter, and a thin and experienced Taoist priest would appear under the dead tree.

That old Taoist robe, he knew very well, was exactly the same as the one in the Taoist temple, and it was no different from the clothes under the loess tomb.

On a night when the spine was cold, I looked between the hair of the maple tree, and the cans of broken wood looked like this, and there was no change from the grave.

Damn it!

Ye Feng stood up suddenly, took a few steps back and walked to the front, but how could there be a person who had become a road.

"People have become mulberry fields, and mulberry fields have become danqing, who will cooperate with danqing to become immortals......"

The skinny Gudao man, walking under the ancient tree, talking to himself, blended in with this dark night.

"You're ......" Ye Feng stepped back.

A gust of wind blew, the fresh smell of grass and trees spread, the black cloud in the sky flowed by, and there was still a breeze in front of the Taoist temple, but the old Taoist disappeared.

Ye Feng's scalp was numb, and he stared intently ahead, and the old Taoist priest disappeared as if he had evaporated.

Chapter 699: The Second Saint

Chapter 699: The Second Saint

The clouds were thick, the stars were shining, the moonlight was shining, the low mountains were very quiet, and everything was as if nothing had happened.

Night Maple came to the old tree step by step, this ancient pine was at least 4,000 years old, the trunk was hollow, the pine needles were sparse, and it was dying.

There are only one meter six or seven centimeters of bluestone growing on the root of the tree, just like the length of the old Taoist priest, flat and beautiful.

"Occasionally came under the pine tree, and the stone fell asleep with peace of mind. There is no calendar in the mountains, and the cold is unclear about the age......"

Ye Feng was dumbfounded. This old Taoist is still alive. The person turned into a Kuwata several times. He sighed. How old are you?

He strode towards the back of the small Taoist temple, walked to the loess tomb, and moved the source heavenly divine sense to observe, but at that moment, he was trembling with fright from the spirit.

There were tattered robes under the loess, and the jars of the old trees were also lying down, not touched at all, and remained in their original positions.

"Why did it become like this......" Ye Feng's heart grew "hair". Why do you want to see him when he doesn't exist anymore?

It was an absolute illusion just now, the clouds were thick, the old Taoist priest was superficial, and then he always felt that it had disappeared, it was very real, and those words seemed to be still echoing.

"It's not the imprint of the divine consciousness that I left behind, but because I heard the sound of life" It is incomprehensible in my heart that I returned to the night maple before viewing and walked back and forth in the low mountains.

The "color" of the night is as silent as water, except for the birdsong at night, there is no special sound, and the breath of strangers is not felt, and the divine power is not shaken.

His heart was full of questions, but there was no solution, and in the end he could only continue to sit and demonstrate, and I believe that no matter how strong he is, he will not have malicious intentions.

Ye Feng, who lives in seclusion here, has passed more than half a month in the blink of an eye, sitting every day before looking at the road, silently comprehending.

This is a pure land that has been cut off, although it is far away from the hustle and bustle, it is not a water spirit, everything is natural, like a freshwater ink painting.

During the day, there would be occasional loggers singing, and sometimes hunters would drive wild beasts out of the mountains, moaning about the mountains, and Night Feng's heart was empty, savoring it all.

In the past few days, he has captured a strange Dao trace, the secret of the low mountain, and he has not yet taken the dragon marrow, and he already has a mysterious feeling, and the body and mind are souls.

"The land of transformation is the sacred land of the world. If anyone tells me, I will immediately occupy it, lay out the Tianluo Array, and become a ban on outsiders from stepping in. “

In the middle of another night, the clouds were almost rushing to the top of the mountain, so black that five fingers could not be seen, and after a while lightning rang and it began to rain heavily.

There is a curtain of rain between the sky and the earth, and Ye Feng stands in the middle of the road, looking at the world in the rain, occasionally the lightning shines through the dark night sky, and you can see the rain world of light in an instant.

"Dorne!"

The lightning is "chaotic", in an instant, there are more than 100 silver rays in the world, running through the bottom of the heaven and earth, endless rain pours down, and the mountains in the water are shining with brilliance.

But, immediately after that, plunged into infinite darkness, the lightning disappeared, only heavy rain fell, nothing else could be seen, the terrible middle of the night, a person alone, there was a strange atmosphere.

"Dorne!"

There was another thunderbolt, hundreds of thousands of golden snakes flying, and between the vast heaven and earth, a fierce and distant mountain peak could be clearly seen.

"That's ......"

Ye Feng stood in front of the window, changed the "color" in one breath, and met the old man. As usual, he was dressed in tattered Taoist clothes, and wooden cans were "inserted" between his hair.

At this time, he sat in the night sky in the pouring rain, inhaled with his mouth open, and thousands of electric lights all entered his mouth and disappeared.

"Dorne!"

It rained like a waterfall, and water overflowed all over the heavens and the earth, and the lightning became more violent, and this time thousands of thunderbolts fell, and thousands of thunderbolts fell at once.

Ye Feng muttered, "So much lightning, it's ......."

But to his surprise, the veteran man was still in that action, inhaling with his mouth open, thousands of lightning bolts disappeared in an instant, and all jumped into his mouth.

"It's... Perverted!"

Ye Feng changed his "color", he went through several natural disasters, he could resist, no need to be afraid, but he had to pay the price, when the flesh was cracked, why did he suck it in one bite like the previous Taoists?

It's like a fantasy, no thunder falls at all, and it is all sucked into his body by opening his mouth, not like a natural disaster, but like sucking water.

"Dorne!"

Endless thunder poured down, between the sky and the earth was white, all kinds of thunder and lightning poured down, the earth, fire, wind, water catastrophe poured down, and there was a chaotic road of heavenly thunder.

At the top, an ancient palace emerges, and some figures appear like lightning, and the sky is "chaotic" and intertwined.

"Can such a natural disaster still be devoured?" Ye Feng didn't believe that the level of this hijacking machine would be unimaginable.

I have seen the heavenly palace formed by lightning. Humanoid electricians walk back and forth, but never experienced it. Fear is endless, knowing that the rift will take away the ashes.

However, at this time, the old man was still very old, he was drenched in heavy rain, and lightning fell into the air, and he just opened his mouth and sucked it in, and put all the thunder in his mouth.

"Come on!"

Ye Feng's whole body stood up with "hair", and after defeating the disaster, he fought against the natural disaster, and the endless thunder finally fell to the heavens and the earth, and the old man absorbed everything meticulously.

This is surprising, there is no way to plan on the road, there is no reason at all, especially the heavenly palace formed by lightning, and the humanoid thunder light on the road, how terrible it is, but it was swallowed.

The people of the ancient path appeared in front of the Broken Dao Temple because of emptiness, and it was incomprehensible for a while, and the thunder in his mouth was inexhaustible, turning into a pill, sliding into his abdomen, shining through his body, and then dark ordinary.

Ye Feng is very strange, this old Taoist is really terrible, did he turn those thundering robbers into "Dan"?

Between heaven and earth, the lightning disappeared, but the rain poured down, and the wooden windows fell in the dark night sky, and there was the sound of water everywhere.

Ye Feng stared at the pedestrian motionlessly, he was afraid that as soon as he spoke, the person would suddenly disappear like last time.

"The sea has turned into dust for tens of thousands of autumns, the clown has yellow hair and is sorrowful, a dream for thousands of years, where is the bumpy road of immortals......"

The old Taoist "groaned" lightly, sat on the bluestone, motionless, blended into the night rain of heaven and earth, there was no brilliance, and there was no strength, the raindrops fell on the body, but the placket was not wet.

This is definitely a tall person, trembling in Ye Feng's heart, feeling that he may have met a saint!

He thought that there was only one old madman in the world who became a saint, but he didn't expect that there was also one in Zhongzhou, the height of this sentence is immeasurable, and its realm is immeasurable.

"Senior ......"

He stepped into the rain and called out slightly, with reverence and respect, but the old man did not move at all and closed his eyes.

Ye Feng cautiously tried to sense, and found that the thin and old Taoist was sitting on the bluestone, and although he was nearby, he couldn't sense his existence.

"No, it's not a mental imprint, and there's no physical ......," he was surprised. At that time, Gentenjin opened his eyes because it was an illusion.

Suddenly, the old man stood up and kept walking this way, he was startled, but did nothing. When the saint was about to make a move, except for the old madman, all the masters in the present world could not stop him.

"Brush"

Passers-by looked straight at the road, came into contact with him, scattered like air, passed through, and then faded away.

"Not a living man, what the hell is he...... Dead" Ye Feng blurred.

Moreover, during the heavy rain, the low mountain was investigated in detail and it was found that it was an iron mine with a lot of magnetic "sex" rocks.

"Yes, I get ......"