There is no way out of life, what is expressed is love, and what is complained is suffering.

Once he enters the ranks of the Fate Breaker, he will backlash and add to his body, which Bai Changsheng has already experienced.

Although Yang Ru is a soul control technique, and he is not as clear about the past of the life breaker as Bai Changsheng's master, he once had an all-night long conversation with the old man, and he also understands a little.

The old man's name is Baili Changtu.

Breaking away is the name of his life-breaking master, a nickname.

Hundreds of miles and hundreds of miles of slaughter, the old man's life was accompanied by countless bloody storms, overcoming thorns and thorns to get to the point where he is now, the perfect life-breaking technique, just a nine murders, but his most trivial handwriting.

Regarding his past, it can be described as an amazing sigh, the old man studied under the orthodox life-breaking master, not a halfway monk like Bai Changsheng.

The Fatebreaker is not a means and a man fabricated out of thin air, but a heritage.

This inheritance is generally inherited from the father's business.

But a hundred miles of Changtu has paved the road bloodily all his life, where did he get any heirs? Yes, I am afraid that I will be tortured and killed by the enemy.

Therefore, the old man was lonely and miserable, tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and ended up so miserable in the end.

Although he was lonely, the old man was arrogant, and in the end, he wanted to join Bai Sanshi's ranks to fight against the mediocrity of the imperial court.

Bai Sanshi took a fancy to Baili Changtu's means, and he was also a monk halfway, not as orthodox as Baili Changtu, so he had the heart to keep him and let him keep a legacy.

At that time, the hundred-mile long slaughter was indispensable, although he was ruthless, but under Bai Sanshi's persuasion, he was still shaken, and he also thought of the continuation of the inheritance.

That's why he couldn't come out of hibernation and didn't show it to the world, and it was this forbearance that allowed him to meet the later Bai Changsheng, the heir of Bai Sanshi, Bai Changsheng.

No wonder the old man decided to make Bai Changsheng his inheritor as soon as he saw him, and tried every means to temper Bai Changsheng and deceive him into his own way.

In the final analysis, I still like his origin, which is understandable.

Bai Changsheng did not disappoint, although he was stupid, he still survived after so much experience, and inherited the inheritance of the Death Breaker.

Breaking away is his number, and generally only respected predecessors in the rivers and lakes will add a number to their inheritance.

This is a kind of evasion, after all, you are a grandmaster, and others cannot say it directly, and this number has naturally become a synonym for everyone's word of mouth.

If Bai Changsheng wants to have his own drink number, then he has to wait.

"What did the Hundred Miles Changtu do?"

Bai Changsheng became interested and asked Yang Ru, Yang Ru thought for a while, and then said:

"The death of Zahawu, one of the top ten generals of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, was designed by him, and later I heard that the rise and fall of several princes' mansions also had a past with him, and no one knows the specifics, after all, it is about the face of the court, but the only thing I am sure of is that as long as it is the person he is worried about, none of them will end well."

Bai Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little flustered, this master really had some skills, but in order to protect the inheritance, he actually endured it for so many years.

"So what the hell is he doing with this inheritance for me? Xiao Tang has no intention of having a direction, and I don't have a specific goal except eating and drinking every day. ”

This sentence speaks to the point, there is no difference between Bai Changsheng taking the inheritance and not taking it, he still runs a coffin shop, doing old business, there is no difference between there and not.

Yang Ru didn't know about this, and she didn't know what the old man thought, she also asked at the beginning, but the old man only said one sentence:

"We'll see."

There was a sense of cynicism in it, and Yang Ru also knew that she couldn't ask, so she gave up.

"But there is one thing that the old man cares about very much, and I haven't made a fuss about this, but you have to be careful."

Yang Ru spoke cautiously, and Bai Changsheng hurriedly came over to listen to her explanation.

The Fortune Breaker's lineage is vast and profound, and it can manipulate situations and manipulate people's hearts, which is the sharpness of this lineage.

It is precisely because of being remembered that the old man is eager to sow the seeds of inheritance, and I heard that some people keep coming to the door to find faults, and want to pocket the inheritance of life, but the old man has not complied, and the two parties have been facing each other for many years, and there is no end.

Later, the situation of the old man's rebellion became worse and worse, and the man was about to succeed several times, and the old man began to worry.

"If Baili Changtu doesn't give him the inheritance, what can he do? Maybe this can still be forced? ”

Bai Changsheng was very puzzled, and Yang Ru did say heavily:

"You still know too little, there are not only life-breakers in this world, there are soul control techniques, but also other weird behaviors that are terrifying, don't underestimate it."

"What heritage? Why are there so many talented people in the Qing Dynasty, and what is the inheritance that I don't know, let's talk about it. ”

Bai Changsheng was stimulated to fight spirit, and he also became interested and asked for advice.

Yang Ru took a deep breath and pondered for a moment before speaking:

"It's that Heavenly Dao, I heard that their people are also a heritage, but it is a little longer than us, and they were also worried about the soul control technique at the beginning, God knows how to remember the inheritance of the life breaker."

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In the mist, there was no panic in the Sansheng Spring.

There was not a single sound around the quiet spring, and the silence was quite frightening.

Slowly, suddenly, an old man appeared in the mist.

The old man was also dressed in white, and his face was covered with a thin veil, which taught people to see his face clearly.

It's their peculiar status symbol, a mystical symbol.

The old man walked over slowly, and the fog around him did not disturb his mind, which proved his strength.

When he came to the edge of Sansheng Spring, the old man was on a cane, staring at the spring like a mirror, and was speechless.

The spring water reflects an old face, and after endless years, the hero is gone, and the beauty is gone.

But the stubbornness and ideas are still retained in the depth of the corners of the eyes, and after the ups and downs of the years, there is a breathtaking wisdom.

The old man sighed, lifted his crutches, and lightly tapped the ground three times.

It is like a knock, one long, two short.

"Knock, knock."

After the tap, the old man in white reached out and held his crutches steady, and did not speak, as if expecting something.

"Wow!"

A water dragon suddenly swept out from the middle of the Sansheng Spring, roared like thunder, and came straight to the old man's face!

Without mercy, Wu Laosan tried his best to face this water column before he could be embarrassed and escape, but what should the old man in front of him do?

The old man didn't have any expression, let the water dragon sweep in, and his face was not shocked with the calmness and calmness deposited by the years.

"Poof!!"

The water dragon collapsed, as if it had hit a wall, and before it came closer, it had already collapsed and retreated.

The old man had strange means, clever and magical.

The undulating surface of the spring was like a gasping beast, and it slowly regained its breath.

Slowly, from the whirlpool in the middle, a person floated up!

The owner of Sansheng Spring!

"How's it going, old friend?"

It seems that the old man's tone is very ordinary, without the slightest emotion.

But the owner of Sansheng Spring was different, and he seemed to be very angry, and since he appeared in the water, he glared at the old man with an inexhaustible gaze.

It took a long time to reply, and he was angry:

"Little old man, what are you doing here again!"

As soon as these words were spoken, through the heavy mist, I saw that the owner of the Sansheng Spring had a circle of iron chains bound in his hands!

He is not the master of the Sansheng Spring, he is the slave of the Sansheng Spring. 18110