Chapter 1944: Daomen!
Fifth floor!
Hongmeng Tower has nine floors, and so far, he has only opened four floors, although he has only opened four floors, but each of these floors has helped him very, very much. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
He wanted to see the fifth floor for a long time, but unfortunately, it was not he who had the final say, but Hongmengta who had the final say.
Now, Hongmeng Tower is finally moving.
Yang Ye sat cross-legged on the ground, and then his mind sank into the Hongmeng Tower. He didn't alarm anyone, and with a thought, he came to the fifth layer.
Door!
Yang Ye first saw a door.
Yang Ye did not hesitate, he came to the door, and at this time, the door slowly opened.
"Come in!"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded inside the door.
Yang Ye was stunned.
After two breaths, Yang Ye walked in. There was only one person in the room.
This person, Yang Ye knew, was the old man in the robe.
The old man in the robe glanced at Yang Ye, and then said with a smile: "It's growing up very fast!"
"Why?" Yang Ye looked directly at the old man in the Dao robe.
He wanted an answer.
Why did Hongmeng Pagoda choose him, why did the old man in the robe choose him, and the purpose of the old man in the robe chose him......
Many, many questions, he wanted to know.
The old man in the Taoist robe shook his head slightly, "Do you believe in fate?"
Yang Ye said: "With the strength of the predecessors, do you still believe in the so-called fate?"
The old man in the Taoist robe smiled slightly, "What do you think?"
Yang Ye said: "I don't know!"
The old man in the Taoist robe smiled: "Actually, this tower did not choose you at first, but chose your father. ”
"My father?" Yang Ye frowned.
The old man in the Taoist robe nodded slightly, "He is a person with outstanding talents, and he is also a person with great luck." In the end, however, he left the tower to you. ”
"Why?" Yang Ye was puzzled.
The old man in the Dao robe glanced at Yang Ye, and then said, "If he doesn't do this, then, you are no longer you." ”
"What do you mean?" Yang Ye's brows furrowed even deeper.
The old man in the Taoist robe shook his head slightly, "These, the old Taoist doesn't know much. In short, since this tower has chosen you, it proves that you have a fate with me and a fate with my Taoist. And with this tower in your hands, you will naturally be caught in some whirlpool. ”
Speaking of this, he looked directly at Yang Ye, "However, you still have a choice." Now, two options. First, I will take back this tower and cut off all cause and effect with you. Second, enter my Dao Gate and inherit my Dao system!"
"What will I do if I don't have this tower?" Yang Ye asked.
The old man in the Taoist robe smiled: "It won't be anything, not only that, but there will be much less trouble." ”
"What about entering the senior Daomen?" Yang Ye asked again.
The old man in the Taoist robe said: "Inherit my Taoism, preach my Taoism, open the heart of heaven, and establish the way of heaven! However, this is a difficult road. ”
"With the strength of the seniors, can't you do it?" Yang Ye asked again.
The old man in the Dao robe smiled slightly, and then said, "When will the universe rise and when will it end?"
Yang Ye shook his head, "I don't understand!"
The old man in the robe smiled: "I don't understand either!"
Yang Ye was silent.
The old man in the Taoist robe said again: "People cultivate, cultivate strength, and cultivate longevity. And we cultivate the past, the present, the future, and the supreme heavenly way. In the final analysis, we are only a little stronger than ordinary people, but in the face of this vast universe, we are only a drop in the ocean, very small. ”
Speaking of this, he walked in front of Yang Ye, "Taoism, Taoism is my foundation, my faith, and the way I walked, I hope that even if I am not there one day, my Taoism can still be passed on." The Taoist system is here, and I am eternal. However, on the road to the avenue, there is a scramble, a scramble for resources, a scramble for luck, a scramble for fate, and a scramble for the Dao system. ”
Yang Ye was silent.
The old man in the Taoist robe said: "I didn't deliberately choose anyone, and the Hongmeng Pagoda fell into your hands, and it was not something I did deliberately. I don't have the energy to set up such a big game, and there's no need for it, because for those old guys, deliberately arranged, I will only laugh and be generous. Although it was not deliberate for me to fall into your hands, it is undeniable that because of me and this tower, you have been stained with some cause and effect!"
Speaking of this, he smiled slightly, "And if you want to inherit my Taoism, you naturally have to be willing." Therefore, if you do not want to, I can cut off the cause and effect between you and me. ”
How to choose Yang Ye?
Without the slightest hesitation!
Yang Ye looked directly at the old man in the Taoist robe, and then respectfully performed a master-apprentice salute, "Master!"
Cutting off cause and effect?
His Yang Ye's head is not broken. What is the benefit of cutting off cause and effect with the old man in the Taoist robe? No, not only will there be no benefit, but many benefits will be lost. Besides, such a big backer, don't be in vain!
The old man in the Taoist robe smiled slightly, "I have a lot of disciples, but there are only eight disciples who have really entered the room, and you are the ninth and the last!"
"Why?" Yang Ye asked.
"From one, from nine!"
The old man in the Dao robe said: "From now on, your Dao name will be called Jian Jiu!"
Sword Nine!
Yang Ye's expression was a little weird, he actually had an extra road number...... However, Jian Jiu, it sounds pretty good!
At this time, the old man in the Taoist robe suddenly flicked his fingers, and a cold light disappeared into Yang Ye's eyebrows.
Soon, information flashed in Yang Ye's mind like lightning.
After a long time, Yang Ye slowly opened his eyes, and at this time, the old man in the Dao robe said: "These are some of the sword skills collected by my Dao Sect back then, and some of them are left by some of the sword cultivators of my Dao Sect, in short, they are all among them." These things are still very helpful to you now. However, you must keep in mind that these can only be observed and learned, not learned. ”
"Why?" Yang Ye was puzzled.
The old man in the Taoist robe smiled: "Sword, everyone has their own sword path, and you have it too." And everyone's kendo is exclusive, and it is not suitable for others to learn, and if others force others to learn, in the end, it is just following the path of others. So, you can observe, you can learn from it, but you have to go out of your own way, understand?"
Yang Ye saluted respectfully, "I've been taught!, it's just, where should I find you?"
The old man in the Taoist robe shook his head slightly, "Now you are too weak, if you come to my Daomen, it will be very bad for you, especially if this tower is on you." Because your strength is not convincing enough. Besides, if the other old guys set their eyes on you, you'll be in even more trouble. ”
Speaking of this, he chuckled, and then said: "You have to understand, I can show you the way, and even open up a path for you, but the person who walks must be yourself, otherwise, everything is meaningless, understand?"
It's yourself who walks!
Yang Ye nodded, "I understand!"
The old man in the Taoist robe said: "There are hundreds of races in the universe, each race has its own beliefs, the former heavenly clan, believed in my Daomen, but in the end, they rebelled. Then, that generation of Heavenly Monarchs died. ”
"What does Master want to say?" Yang Ye asked.
The old man in the Taoist robe said: "My Daomen, I don't follow me like a soldier, and those who go against me will die." However, you have to remember that anyone who wants to kill my sect can be killed. ”
Yang Ye was silent for a moment, and then said, "Understood!"
The old man in the Dao robe nodded slightly, "The space you are in now is called the Death Realm, but back then, it was not called the Death Realm, but a stronghold of the soldiers. Here, there may still be remnants of some old monsters of the soldiers, there is a tower, you don't have to be afraid of the other party's seizure, but you can't be careless. ”
Yang Ye said: "Disciple remember!"
The old man in the Dao robe nodded, and then his body gradually became illusory.
"How am I going to get out in the future?" Yang Ye hurriedly asked.
The old man in the Taoist robe said: "If you can't get out, then stay here for the rest of your life." Daomen, the battle of Dao system, is much more dangerous than here!"
The voice fell, and the old man in the Taoist robe had completely disappeared!
After the old man in the Taoist robe disappeared, Yang Ye was silent in place for a long time.
Many things that have been confused for a long time are clear. However, there is something empty in my heart.
He couldn't tell what he felt.
After a long time, Yang Ye raised his head and smiled, thinking about what to do so much? Who knows what will happen in the future? It is the right thing to take the current road.
After thinking about it, Yang Ye sat cross-legged on the ground, and then thought back to the sword skills that the old man in the Dao robe gave him in his mind......
It doesn't matter if you don't want to, it's shocking when you think about it!
Because there are tens of thousands of sword skills, and there are all kinds of them. And it's very, very powerful!
In an instant, Yang Ye was obsessed!
The strength of these sword skills made him a little ashamed!
What the hell are your own swordsmanship and your own sword swordsmanship? Compared to these swordsmanship, they are not even scum!
Real sword skills!
These sword skills have opened a door for Yang Ye!
At this moment, he kind of wanted to cultivate these sword skills.
However, he held back!
As the old man in the robe said, these are other people's swords, not his. If he cultivates, in the end it will only become that he will follow the path that others have walked, not his own.
Gotta go your own way!
Research, observe, borrow, and create!
This is what he Yang Ye is going to do!
In the following time, Yang Ye studied sword skills in the cultivation room of Hongmeng Pagoda every day. The more you see, the more you understand, the more you think.
So, he began to borrow these sword techniques and then create his own.
It's tough, though.
How easy is it to create?
And when Yang Ye was practicing swordsmanship, Tianju City was in trouble.
Aman led the group to the city wall, and when he saw the scene under the city wall, Aman, a sturdy woman, suddenly clenched her fists slowly.
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