The morning sun shines on this peaceful town, and the early residents have already taken stock of what they have to do today.

A gray-clothed man over half a hundred years old walked on the street that had begun to get busy, passing by every store, someone would greet him cordially, and he would nod his head in response one by one.

At the end of the street, there is a quaint stone house in front of you, but if you look at it, you will know how exquisite these stone houses are.

Mr. Pang stepped forward and knocked on the door of the house, a habit he had done every morning, for twenty years, since he had begun to study, and he had not changed anything to this day.

Pushing open the door, there was already an old man in the courtyard of the house who was slowly practicing his fists and feet, soft and slow, but with an incomparable charm.

Mr. Pang stood aside respectfully, not daring to disturb in the slightest, the old man didn't seem to find that someone came in, still concentrating on practicing his boxing, a cup of tea time passed, the old man slowly stood upright, meditated, whenever this time, Mr. Pang also knew that the old man had finished his morning exercise.

"Teacher. ”

The old man exhaled a breath of turbid air, which directly turned into a sharp sword in front of him, spewing out several meters away.

"Pang Fei, today is the last time for the teacher to teach you, you don't need to do anything today, you just need to see with your eyes, experience with your heart, and the rest can only rely on yourself. ”

Hearing the old man's words, Pang Fei trembled, he looked at his teacher in disbelief, he didn't know who the old man was, and he didn't know what kind of identity the old man had, but his respect for the teacher had not decreased at all, he never thought that his life, which had lasted for twenty years, would end in such a hurry on this day.

"Teacher"

Before he could say anything, he closed his mouth bitterly, and in the old man's eyes he saw firmness, and he knew that he could not make the teacher change his mind.

"Yes!"

The old man's white clothes, coupled with the steamed buns and white hair, are like people in the fairy road, with ethereal meanings, he came with his hands in his hands, and looked at his student softly, but his heart was full of great relief, he had a total of three students in his life, this is the third, and he is also a closed disciple, for the old man, Pang Fei has extraordinary significance.

"The teacher has never told you about the past, because these things have no meaning to you before, but since today is the day of separation, these things are the content of today's teaching. ”

"There are three disciples in this life as a teacher, there is a senior brother above you, and a senior sister, for the teacher to read three thousand Taoist collections, read countless books, this life is spent in books, but unfortunately some of the truths I understand a little late, you have to understand, there are always some truths in this world that need to be experienced in person, books can never fully describe all the truths, so there will be reading thousands of books is better than traveling thousands of miles, you have read enough books, and then it is time for you to travel thousands of miles.

"Master, preaching, teaching, and solving doubts, I have pressed you here for twenty years, and now you should also spread your wings and fly, the three of your disciples are different, your senior brother is from the Great Sui, and your second senior sister is from Zhou, which is also the reason why I chose the Qin people as the closed disciples, but I hope you can understand one thing, whether it is the Sui people, The Zhou people are still the Qin people, you are all human beings, after the extreme north, there is a vast demon domain of thousands of miles, I only hope that when the gate of the demon domain is opened, the world can work together, and the three of you can also open an opening for the world and speak. ”

Pang Fei's eyes were extremely firm and said to the old man: "The order of the teacher, Pang Fei dare not obey." ”

The old man knew Pang Fei's character, and it was also because he knew that he was even more worried, but there were some things that could not be said, how dangerous the road of fate was, who could know that the word today would have such an impact on the years to come.

Took out a piece of white jade from his arms, the old man threw it to Pang Fei, the jade was crystal clear, it was a white dragon connected end to end, four claws inward, in the center of the round white jade, carved a 'Dao' character.

"If one day you travel through many places in Great Qin and want to do something for this empire, then take this white jade to Xianyang and give it to Emperor Shakti, and he will give you the position you want. ”

Although under the teaching of the old man, Pang Fei's horizons have been extremely broadened, and he has become today's cultivation master from an ordinary person, but he still has an indescribable impact on the three words Emperor Shitian, after all, living in this land, who can not know the name of Emperor Qin.

The old man also knew that many things today were a little difficult for Pang Fei to digest, but his time was really running out, and there were old people coming today.

Before anyone arrives, the smell of wine comes first.

When the aroma of wine is strong, the green shirt quietly comes.

Ye Wudao smiled, carrying this pot of ten-year-old daughter red, and walked into this courtyard, with a gentle expression, nodding and smiling.

Pang Fei on the side looked at Ye Wudao with some surprise, and he looked at this person with some curiosity.

Looking deeply at Ye Wudao in front of him, the old man's thousands of words finally turned into a sigh, and he shook his head.

Ye Wudao didn't mind, but looked at Pang Fei on the side, and smiled and said, "You are the teacher's closed disciple?"

Pang Fei was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the man in front of him was the teacher's eldest disciple and his senior brother.

"Senior brother?!"

His eyes were like torches, and Ye Wudao, who had now stepped into that piece of heaven and earth, naturally had extraordinary strength, and easily glanced at Pang Fei.

"Teacher, you should know what I came here for now. ”

Turning his gaze to the old man, Ye Wudao said in a calm tone.

The old man nodded, he naturally knew what Ye Wudao came here for today, when he traveled the world back then, he had just stepped into the world of the Eight Realms at that time, and he was naturally extremely happy, it happened to be a young man, and he accepted this apprentice under joy, and it was also the first apprentice in his life.

He can still remember the barefoot fight for food with others, although the Spring and Autumn War had not yet begun, but there were still many local people in various countries who were struggling to make a living, and the young man kept fighting in the crowd just for that bite of food that was difficult to swallow.

He will never forget the young man's cold eyes, under the eyes of all eyes, but a cold and impermanent heart, and because of this, he finally gave up passing his mantle to him, but took him to see the magnificence of mountains and rivers with peace of mind, and experienced the warmth of the world.

In the first three years, the child didn't say a word to him, and he always thought that the boy was a mute, until one day, the boy looked at him very seriously and told him word by word that his name was Ye Wudao, and the heavens were Daoless.

At that time, he knew that the fate of his cultivation would be changed by this young man, and it was also that year that he began to take back the sword that had been handed to him, and he told him that if one day you feel that you are qualified to control this sword, then you will come to him again, and then the farewell will be decades, in the past years, he has heard too much news about it, and he knows that the original young man has grown up, and will one day come to find him and retrieve his sword.

"Pang Fei, this is your senior brother, Ye Wudao, after you walk out of this town, you will know the meaning of this name, and the rest of the things are convenient for you, you should go. ”

The old man did not answer Ye Wudao, but whispered to Pang Fei on the side.

Although he didn't know what the old man was going to do, Pang Fei obeyed the old man's arrangement very much, made a salute, and then arched his hand towards Ye Wudao.

"Senior Brother Pang, next time we see each other, maybe you and my senior brother will be enemies. ”

Ye Wudao smiled lightly, and then returned the salute seriously.

Pang Fei was a little dazed, he didn't quite understand what Ye Wudao meant, he just looked at the teacher's eyes that signaled to leave, and then left the stone house with a puzzled face.

"You promised?"

The old man looked at Ye Wudao with an extremely complicated expression, he didn't know what kind of mood he should be in, just as he didn't know what his fate should be.

Ye Wudao nodded, and the powerful aura was gradually released, straight to the top of the Nine Heavens, "Teacher, I have promised Emperor Yang Qing to officially take over the rank of General of the Nine Guards of the Great Sui, if I want to come to the next Three Kingdoms War, I will go to the battlefield, since the teacher's closed disciples are Qin, then we are destined to be enemies." ”

The old man sighed, he couldn't see through too many things, and sometimes he didn't want to think too much, after the Spring and Autumn Period, he told himself not to meddle in the world's major affairs, but he couldn't do it after all, otherwise he wouldn't have lived in this remote town for twenty years.

Everyone in the world knows that there is a city in the far north, there is a monster in the city, that with his own strength, he has suppressed the monster of the Ten Thousand Miles Demon Domain for decades, his strength is undoubtedly the real first in the world, just that city, it makes countless people in the world feel extremely tall, Daqin is so strong, and he does not dare to go beyond it, he is stationed forever thirty miles outside the ancient emperor city, the 100,000 iron horsemen of the empire's elite, these 100,000 people are not so much to protect the world, but because they are afraid of the person in the city.

However, only a small number of people went out of the 100,000 army, in the extreme north, outside the ancient emperor city, there was also an old man who silently looked at the city and looked at that person.

There are three thousand treasures, all of which belong to my heart.

No one remembers the old man's name, but in this world, the Daozang Sword Spirit has always been the Optimus Prime of Great Qin, and this old man guarding outside the Ancient Emperor's City is the Daozang who retreats to the mountains and forests.

The eyes that were originally calm became extremely sharp at this moment, and unlike many people in the world, Daozang is not cultivating weapons, but fate, because of the way of fate, so the law follows.

"Wudao, the sword that should belong to you, you need to take it yourself, let's take it!"