At night, in the sky above Qingjiang County, the stratus clouds were dim, and the starlight was looming. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wuyun Ridge is famous for its dense dark clouds, and at this time in the middle of the night, it is even more dense and heavy, and you can't see any starlight.

The Heavenly Dao Gate is in the depths of the Dark Cloud Ridge, hidden by the darkness of the night, even if someone overlooks it from a high altitude, it is difficult to find it.

In the main hall of the sect, there are still candles flickering, and a graceful figure is reflected on the ground.

Zhao Lidi did not rest, usually his work and rest were very punctual, but today he had some heart palpitations inexplicably, and did not go to the bedroom early, although there were two beautiful ladies waiting to sleep, but he was not interested at all.

Sleepless today, it seems that something is happening, but he doesn't know what's going on?

The eyelid of his right eye has begun to beat, but Zhao Lidi's gaze is always fixed on the wall.

On it, there was just a picture hanging on it, and the dim candle flame illuminated the words on it.

"I also have the good heart of my heart, although I have not regretted it after nine deaths!"

The font is like a silver hook iron painting, and the pen is done in one go, without any mud and water, obviously the person who wrote this word must be a decisive hero.

Zhao Li stared at this painting, he didn't speak for a long time, but he didn't know what he was thinking?

At this moment, the door of the temple was pushed open, the cold wind outside howled in, and the candle flame swayed wildly.

A young man with a sallow face walked in silently, and when he walked behind Zhao Lidi, he immediately bowed down.

"Second uncle, I called my little nephew late at night, but I don't know what's going on?"

Zhao Lidi didn't look back, just sighed lightly, and said silently: "Liang'er, you have been in Wuyunling for a few days, but the second uncle is becoming more and more uneasy, I am afraid that it is not safe for you to stay here, it is time to return to Sihai City." ”

"Second uncle, Qingjiang County is the territory of Tiandaomen, but what is not safe?"

The yellow-faced young man was a little puzzled, and said with a displeased expression: "The little nephew came to Wuyunling to practice, just to get the guidance of the second uncle, hoping to go further in the martial arts, so that he can break through the cultivation of the marrow washing realm." ”

Zhao Lidi shook his head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Liang'er, your father is the top master of Sihai City, you don't ask him to teach the cultivation method, but you are willing to go to Wuyunling, with the second uncle's insignificant cultivation, I am afraid that he will not teach you anything?"

"Second uncle, although my father is said to be a miracle, his cultivation is the Vajra Pulp Cleansing Sutra, which is a step-by-step method of washing the marrow, and the current cultivation method is diametrically opposite to the little nephew's current cultivation method, so it can't help anything at all?"

Speaking of this, the yellow-faced young man snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "The Nine Deaths Pulp Cleansing Technique practiced by the little nephew is a method of washing the marrow that is broken and then established. ”

"Nine Deaths Cleansing the Pulp?"

Zhao Lidi suddenly turned around and sighed: "Liang'er, there are so many methods of washing the marrow in the world?

When he said this, the corners of his mouth swept up with a touch of bitterness, and he sighed and said: "The Nine Deaths Pulp Cleansing Skill, although it is said to be an advanced speed, but the danger in it is also nine deaths and one life, and it belongs to the method of shortcuts, if it is really a last resort, no one will choose to practice this method." ”

"Second uncle, that's right, the little nephew doesn't know the height of the sky, but it's too late to regret it now. ”

The yellow-faced young man's face was bitter, his face was a little gloomy, and he said dejectedly: "That Nine Deaths Cleansing Skill, the little nephew has already cultivated to the sixth death, that is, it is a half-dead realm, but he can't change his course, it can be said that it is difficult to ride a tiger, and he can only cultivate hard." ”

"Life has never been born, death has never died, the sixth death of the Nine Deaths Cleansing Skill can be said to be really half-dead!"

Zhao Li stared at the past, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Liang'er, you are also very powerful, you actually cultivated this method to the sixth death, but it is much stronger than Dongxia, but it is ......"

Speaking of this, his voice paused, and he said with a straight face: "Half-dead, it's just the beginning, after half-dead, it's dying, dying is about to become near-death, even if you cultivate to the eighth death near-death realm, it is also half of a hundred miles less than ninety, and the more you go forward, the more difficult it is to practice." ”

"Second uncle, dare to ask why you teach me?"

The yellow-faced young man's expression perked up, his face seemed to have regained its brilliance, and he immediately clasped his fists and said: "The little nephew is not afraid of hardship, but he is afraid that he will not be able to do it!"

"How?"

Zhao Lidi laughed, shook his head and said, "Liang'er, you just don't understand at all, in fact, the cultivation of the Nine Deaths Cleansing Technique, even in Four Seas City, I'm afraid no one understands it better than your father?"

"My father?"

The yellow-faced young man's expression changed, and his face was full of disbelief: "How is it possible? He is cultivating the Vajra Purifying Sutra, and the cultivation methods are completely different, and they are ...... at all."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Lidi: "Liang'er, there are thousands of cultivation methods, although they are different, but for geniuses, they are all on the same path, and your father is such a genius." ”

Speaking of this, he said with a bitter face: "To be honest, the second uncle can cultivate the Nine Deaths and Cleansing the Pulp, and it is all thanks to your father's guidance. ”

"This ......"

The yellow-faced young man opened his mouth, he really didn't know what to say, and suddenly found that the decisions he made were so self-righteous.

He didn't listen to his father's persuasion, practiced the Nine Deaths Cleansing Exercises, and ignored his father's admonitions, and went to Wuyunling in Qingjiang County alone without any attendants.

But everything, it's still too late, and when he returns to Sihai City, he must humbly ask his father for advice.

Zhao Lidi seemed to be obsessed with the past, and said with a sigh: "Liang'er, what you see now is dazed, and the second uncle was the same back then, but fortunately, with your father's guidance, after he studied the Nine Deaths and Washing the Pulp Skill, he deliberately wrote a word and sent it." ”

"A word?"

The yellow-faced young man looked confused, but he was also curious!

"Not bad!"

Zhao Lidi suddenly turned his head, looked at the word on the wall, and said with a sigh: "But it is precisely because of this character that the second uncle understands the truth, but as long as he cultivates to a critical moment, he will rely on this to break through the bottleneck." ”

At this time, there was no need for Zhao Lidi to say, of course the yellow-faced young man understood that the words hanging on the wall were given by his father back then.

On it, what is written on it? It can make the second uncle break through the bottleneck and finally cultivate into the Nine Deaths Cleansing Technique.

Under the dim candlelight, the yellow-faced young man couldn't help but look up, and read it out word by word.

"I also have the good heart of my heart, although I have not regretted it after nine deaths!"

What does that mean?

On the face of the yellow-faced young man, he seemed to be a little confused, he immediately recited it several times, and suddenly inexplicably had a trace of enlightenment, but it was also a feeling of nothingness.

"The heart is good, and there is no regret in nine deaths. ”

Zhao Lidi also looked at the painting, stroked his beard and sighed: "Liang'er, as long as you have something in your heart, even if you are dead, what about it?"

"But, second uncle?"

The yellow-faced young man frowned slightly, and immediately asked, "What is good in the heart?"

Zhao Lidi seemed to have an answer, and said as if he had time to say: "Do what you want, everything is good!"

Speaking of this, he laughed and said: "Second Uncle created the Heavenly Dao Gate, and with this as his purpose, he indulged in whatever he wanted, just seeking pleasure and no restraints, not to mention that in the jurisdiction of Wuji City, what we do is for Sihai City, the so-called extraordinary things use extraordinary means, and we don't need to pay attention to the constraints of red tape and etiquette." ”

However, at the same time as Zhao Lidi spoke, a cold wind swept by outside the door.

This gust of wind, which seemed to rise out of thin air, came very strangely, and in the sound of the wind, there was a chilling sound.

"A good one can do whatever he wants, this is the goodness of the Heavenly Dao Gate, it is simply ridiculous!"

The voice was not only cold, but it was also getting closer, especially when the last word was spoken, almost ringing in my ears.