Chapter 2 The Son of the Tree

"Wait!" said the old man.

I saw the old man take a few steps forward, and his right hand grasped the wrist of Brother Gongzi's right hand, like a steel drill. The left hand reached over and touched Childe's head, staring at Childe's eyes. Brother Gongzi wanted to struggle to get out, but after being grabbed by the old man, he couldn't move his whole body, and when he looked at the old man's gaze, a sudden dizziness suddenly came.

"You see, this son was born with a phantom heavenly eye!" the old man looked at Brother Gongzi's face for a long time before he said to the Taoist.

"Oh?" the Taoist took a few steps forward and also looked at Brother Gongzi. Since Brother Gongzi saw the old man's eyes, he was smoky, he couldn't hear what the two were saying, he wanted to sleep but couldn't lie down, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

"You can see the heavens, you can break the miasma, you can see the luck, you can look at the spiritual veins, you can see the ghosts and gods, and you can charm the heart. Sure enough, it's the Phantom Heavenly Eye!" the Taoist muttered after reading it.

"It's just that the spirit of this realm is newborn, and the aura is thin, and this son of the Phantom Spirit Heavenly Eye can't be opened for a while. Anyway, if you can meet here and now, it's also the dark karma, I'll help you. After the old man finished speaking, he raised two fingers with his left hand and pointed to the eyebrows of Brother Gongzi.

Brother Gongzi was dizzy, and at this time, he felt an indescribable force drill in from the center of his eyebrows, and then turned into two strands and drilled into his eyes. Suddenly, I felt that my intuition was refreshing, and when I opened my eyes, I found that the whole world was bright and unusual, and it was wonderful. Before he could finish feeling it, he heard the old man's voice again: "The aura of this world is thin, and you can't live forever. Now I will pass on to you two Taoist methods, one is 'Qigong', which can help you win popularity and operate as an inspiration. The second is that 'slashing the sword' is my disciple's preaching method, if one day you can fly to the upper realm, show your swordsmanship, and have your own disciples to guide you. ”

Brother Gongzi listened like a book from heaven, and suddenly felt a headache. Nima: You old man has drunk too much fake wine, haven't you? still immortal, still ascending? I'll ...... He was scolding, but he felt that the old man slapped his palm on the Tianling cover. Well, it's not broken, but two big streams of knowledge come into mind......

Brother Childe finally fainted to the ground.

The old man looked at him, shook his head, and said to the Taoist, "It's time to go to the 'infinite world'. ”

When the Taoist heard this, he once again scolded the old man.

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Wang Meng had a dream in which he fell off a cliff and hung on a tree, and then he met an old man and a man. After they put him down, they looked around him and saw that his hair was straight. Then the two of them also said that they were Phantom Heavenly Eyes, and the old man also taught him the Dao method that could fly to the Heavenly Realm. This dream is real...... It's so exciting!

As the dream dissipated, Wang Meng woke up. Why does my body hurt so much? Why does my head hurt so much? Wait! Why am I still in the tree? Wang Meng woke up and found that he was still in the tree, and suddenly remembered that he had taken his servants out of the city to ride horses.

Some time ago, the fourth uncle, who was haunted in the rivers and lakes, asked someone to bring back a sweaty BMW for himself, and Wang Meng was happy. It's a pity that it was raining for the first few days, and when the clouds finally dispersed, Wang Meng stepped on the BMW and roared out of the city with the domestic servants. Riding a horse all the way, he unconsciously ran to the top of the mountain beam of the Immortal Valley. Looking back, the swordsman Li Muyi sent to him by his grandfather was able to keep up with him even if he rode a bad horse. Nima: I can't bear it, Lao Tzu, this is a BMW!

There is a cliff in front, hum, this son will show you a cliff puller. As a result, the horse was reined, but the soil under his feet was loose, and he still fell to the bottom, and when he looked back, Li Muyi was still that indifferent look, but the house slaves behind all screamed. Then there were layers of tree leaves, which crushed countless branches, and finally landed on a relatively large branch, but Wang Meng still fainted with a pain on his body. What I thought before fainting was that fortunately, Young Master Ben had been practiced by his grandfather for a year in Shuzhong before, and he also took a large amount of treasure medicine, allowing himself to enter the first-class martial artists in the rivers and lakes......

"Hey, Nima, what kind of broken dream is this? I dreamed that I was put down, and I woke up still in the tree! Wang Meng muttered, his eyes glancing around, to see if there was anyone around. Hey, there's someone. I saw a young man in white standing under the tree, the young man was handsome, but his eyes were narrow and long, as if they were open and closed, and his expression was slightly solemn. He carried a long sword behind him, and at this time he looked at Wang Meng on the tree with his arms around him.

"Li Muyi, what the hell are you looking at the young master and me on the tree? Is this how you become a swordsman?" Wang Meng looked at the young man who was about the same age as himself under the tree. If you don't put this young master down, forget it, and still look like you're watching the excitement?

"Young master, don't be dry, I just saw that young master you fell asleep hanging on a tree, and even saliva flowed out, it seems that you have a good dream, so I don't dare to disturb. Li Muyi replied in a quiet tone.

But his tone and posture were simply vicious ridicule. Touch your mouth, hey, there's really saliva. The more Wang Meng thought about it, the more angry he became, and all kinds of filthy words erupted, while the sword servant Li Muyi was still standing under the tree and listening to no other movements.

Until the two of them came running in the distance. One is a woman, dressed in a red cloth and floral jacket, tied with two pigtails, but her appearance is slightly average, her face has a lot of freckles, her hands and feet are rough but her steps are like flying, and she looks like she has been practicing martial arts since childhood. This woman is her own personal maid, named Ling'er, who has been trained since she was a child to enter the first-class martial arts in the rivers and lakes. Originally, Wang Meng never took her when he went out, because this appearance was really sorry for the masses. Who is this young master? That's the first son of Tiannan City! Take a maid with such a good look out of the house, and then he won't be laughed at by those gentlemen? But this time I heard that she was just going out to run horses, and she didn't go to hang out and drink with those gentlemen, so this girl followed.

The other person was wearing a green coat and a small hat, dressed as a domestic servant, and was the third son of the family. Ah San has been serving Wang Meng's little servant since he was a child, a gentleman, there must always be so many evil slaves, Ah San is also angry, in order to better bully people, oh no, it is better to help the master bully people, diligently practice the martial arts passed on to the servants, and now he is also a first-class martial artist. However, no matter what this person's martial arts were, he still shrank his head at this time, although he was extremely anxious, but the obscene appearance he showed really made Wang Meng want to jump off the tree and give him two feet.

The two finally came to the tree, Wang Meng didn't care about scolding Li Muyi, and shouted that they would come and save him from the tree.

Ah San agreed, turned around and ran back and asked the servants behind him to cut rattan to make ladders. And Ling'er first jumped a few times by herself, seeing that it was still quite far away from the young master, and then jumped up with light skills, but there was still a distance, and Ling'er was anxious to circle around the tree.