Stepping on the gradually desertifying land and stepping on the unique frost of a deep winter morning, Li Shaoyang and the scholar of the iron pen stepped over countless small withered grass to the front of the family's house.

"Old man, we are cultivators, we are from the Fengtu Sect, and we want to go to the Golden Bull Sect. It's a shame to say that the younger generation hasn't eaten for many days and wants to ...... I want to ......" Li Shaoyang stepped forward to say hello and didn't say such embarrassing words for a long time. The Scholar of the Iron Pen stood behind him, holding back his laughter.

"I haven't heard of Feng Tuzong, I haven't heard of the Taurus Sect or something. Young man, you must be hungry! Our family should be here in the vicinity, and if you go somewhere else, it may not be necessary to eat. This is my son, this is my old man. I just made breakfast, if you don't dislike this coarse tea and light rice, please eat with us!" came out to greet Li Shaoyang was a sixty or seventy-year-old woman, she saw that Li Shaoyang was embarrassed, and invited Li Shaoyang to eat very warmly.

"Do you want this gentleman to eat with you? Looking at the gentleman's whiteness, it is quite similar to our previous teacher. The old woman looked at the tall scholar with a pen, but at a glance she saw that he had the temperament of a scholar.

"Haha, the old man has good eyesight, I was a scholar before I practiced. But I'm a little better than him, I don't have to eat. The old man is bothered. The scholar of the iron pen smiled awkwardly, as a monk who was extremely strong, he had not communicated with ordinary people for a long time. Now that I am pressing my cultivation to talk to people, I am somewhat uncomfortable.

"Are you a god? We had a god when we weren't barren before, and they didn't have to eat. Later, I heard that there was a big battle between life and death, and some gods died, and you said strangely, God would also die. Some gods, after the climate changes, they take a lot of people with them!" The old woman heard that the scholar of the iron pen did not need to eat, and even subconsciously said that he was a god.

The exalted god can be called a god, the truth can be a god, and the supreme man can also be a god. But in the eyes of ordinary mortals, is there really a definition of God?

However, just as Li Shaoyang and the others were about to say a few polite words, the old woman continued: "They are all gone, but I don't want to go! People live for 70 years, and we have nothing to pursue. It's just a pity that my son, who accompanies the two of us who are immortal here. ”

Mortals, although there is a saying that one hundred years is one, but since ancient times, how many people can live for 100 years and live for 100 years? This is the real mortal......

It was only at this moment that Li Shaoyang and the scholar with the pen focused their attention on the old man and the middle-aged man.

The old man is a serious old man, but this middle-aged man is obviously not simple, and there is an immortal atmosphere under a closer look. But it's not a ......

"Uncle, we're going to rub your rations! Without saying hello to the middle-aged man, Li Shaoyang greeted the old man directly.

"Hahaha! You think that you will cause inconvenience by rubbing our rations, but have you ever thought that your arrival will make my family of three a little more angry? Far from being unhappy, I will be happy with your arrival!" The old man is very talkative and cultured, giving people a sense of affinity.

Behind them was a small earthen platform, which was used as a table.

On the table, there are some drought-tolerant sweet potatoes, potatoes. Although Nanze has the name of a water town, it eats steamed buns, not rice. The porridge on the table is very mixed, and there should be a water source here, but it should be running dry.

"Little brother, you're welcome, let go and eat, I grew these things myself. I also made my own water, and although it wasn't very clear, I could eat it. At this moment, the son of the old couple came forward to invite Li Shaoyang to take a seat.

The visitor is a guest, and he can't let his parents sit down first today.

Li Shaoyang was not polite, sat down directly, and then beckoned the two old men to sit down.

The scholar with the iron pen stood behind Li Shaoyang like this, with his eyes closed, his back to the dining table, not moving.

"Let's eat! Leave him alone, he won't eat. Li Shaoyang looked at the other three and said.

"Okay, good! It looks like you're hungry!" The old man was very happy, and when he saw that Li Shaoyang was always smiling, he personally took two sweet potatoes for Li Shaoyang.

Halfway through the meal, Li Shaoyang began to ask: "By the way, old man, the climate in Nanze is already so bad, how did you solve the water source problem? And how did you grow this grain?"

His question seemed to be a problem, but in fact it was just a temptation, a temptation for the old man's son.

During their small talk, the son has been silent, which is very different from the two talkative old men.

"Being able to ask this question, compared to the little brother who saw the difference in my son, to tell you the truth, the historical origin of this is still very far-reaching. The old man began to reminisce.

"Twelve hundred years ago, in this very place, there was a god who said that he would take my son as a disciple. At that time, I was approaching the end of my life, and my son was eight years old. In the following 20 years, my son was quite favored by the Master, and seemed to have achieved great success, but the two of us were dying. So my son opened his mouth and asked his master to seal the two of us with great power. That's why we didn't die in the past......" The old man looked at his son and then at Li Shaoyang and said.

"During this period, my son became a god, and in a great war a few years ago, my son was requisitioned to the shore of Daze! In that battle, I, a mortal, could not have imagined that his god master was killed in battle, and my god son's cultivation was abolished. What is said about the destruction of the dantian, although it has divine power, it can't last long. This passage was said by the old woman, and compared to the old man's emotion, which tended to be flat, the old woman was more sad and intense.

"And then?" Li Shaoyang then asked, and at this moment, the scholar with his eyes closed and the scholar with his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes and listened to the old man talk about these things.

"And then, my son freed us from a state of sealing. The reason why we say salvation is because we don't like it when we are sealed. To live a lifetime is to live and consume life. If you have no thoughts and are sealed, even if you can live to a thousand or ten thousand years, what is the meaning of living?" said the old man with emotion.

Then, for several years, our family lived here, occasionally drizzling with the remnants of our son's divine power. It's just a pity, he's also a god! Most of the food we have planted in our son's body world, where the climate is better than outside. The old woman took advantage of the old man's breathing to tell Li Shaoyang about the normalcy of her life.

They are really too old, and they have to breathe for a long time and think for a long time when they say something. A hundred years of life, but seventy is already rare, maybe it won't take a few years, they will disappear completely.

"Hahaha, I wonder how there are people here, there will be cooking smoke! It turns out that Your Excellency was also a god who benefited one party! Li Shaoyang looked at his son a little angry, and naturally knew that he was tired of asking too many questions, so he stopped talking to the old man and began to greet his son.

"I can't talk about benefiting one party, but I have a clear conscience. Besides, I am not a god, I am a man, a man with divine power!"

So Li Shaoyang asked again: "Since you once had divine power and became a god, why don't you use elixir and divine power to transform your parents' bodies to make them better?"

"Hahaha! It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that we don't want to, he's very filial, but we don't want to drag him down. When there are no regrets in life, is it still important to live a long life?" the old man opened his mouth to make a big truth, perhaps this is the charm of a mortal who has gone through vicissitudes.

"It's just now! he's gone, we're old, and the family can be together, but we're also dying, even if we want to spend a while with him, we still have to watch the sky!" The old woman took the old man's hand and looked up at the sky, and when the sun appeared, it must be the moon that disappeared......

"The younger generation has eaten the old man's food, and he has nothing to grow, and he is willing to live for the two of them and continue their lives for a hundred years, are you willing?" Li Shaoyang could see that these two wanted to live for a while longer and accompany their sons!

"No, we don't want to live to be 200 years old, because then we will lose our human feelings and flavor. There was a time when we had such a choice, and we all gave up. Just follow the laws of nature......" The old man sighed, thinking back to the past.

Li Shaoyang did not speak, and after saying goodbye, he left a thousand-year-old ginseng tree.

If this thing is used to replenish the body, it is enough for a mortal to live a long life.

"Scholar, do you understand? This is a mortal! Although he is weak and his life is short, he is more true than those monks who have lived a long time. Although this son was a god, he still saw himself as a man. How many people can do this if they retain their original intentions?" Li Shaoyang unconsciously seemed to feel the most important feelings in his life. It may be important to him.........

Before the middle of the day, Li Shaoyang and Qu Zhou came to the Taurus Sect. The shape of the mountain where the Taurus cult is located is like a yak lying in a quagmire. On the back of the ox, there is a splendid Great Sect, which seems to be made of earthly gold, shining with golden light, making people's eyes shine.

Ox-shaped mountain, golden religion, this is the golden bull religion!

The first time Li Shaoyang saw this thing, he thought that this Niu Mountain could be an ancient bull demon that was killed or sealed here and turned into a mountain...... Because this cow mountain can faintly see the two horns that turn into mountain peaks, the protruding bull's eyes, the open mouth becomes a cave, and the nostrils become the mouth of the cow with the mouth of the waterfall.

"Old Niu!" called Niu Mountain, and the scholar with the iron pen suddenly called Lao Niu.

"I can't imagine that the strongest of the previous civilization has voluntarily turned into a mountain...... Become a forbidden area, waiting for a plausible old man. The scholar of the iron pen sighed a little, he knew that he had seen a dead old man.

"Do you know this cow?" asked Li Shaoyang.

"I know, it's a friend! I didn't expect to see him die on the day I lived!" Other than that, the scholar of the iron pen didn't say anything more, and the ending of the cow made him not very good.

"Let's keep a low profile, let's go to the Taurus Sect. Li Shaoyang also wants to explore the forbidden land in the old way.

"Here, leaving a sect or a guardian is meant to wait for the return! They are just a group of the most humble people, similar to the grave keepers. If you want to enter, why do you need the consent of these people, because you yourself are to be nobler than them! Master, do you know? Whether you are the first Lord or not, you are born noble. Inexplicably, the scholar with the iron pen said something.

Then, under Li Shaoyang's statement of 'keeping a low profile', the pen scholar untied the iron pen at his waist, threw it directly with one hand, and nailed it to the direction of Niu Shan's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the iron pen shined brightly, Niu Shan was moving, Niu Shan was trembling, and the rubble was rolling.

However, he did not come back to life, but fell silent again after two "moo" sounds.

"The Taurus has appeared! The Taurus has the virtue of a good life, otherwise I'm afraid that most of my Taurus disciples will die. At this moment, far away, Li Shaoyang heard the joyful sound of joy in the Taurus Sect.

At this moment, the scholar with the iron pen also accepted the iron pen, and said slowly: "He is already dead, and even his body is decaying......"

Shaking his head, he didn't speak, and moved on.

Just when they were still a hundred miles away from the Taurus Sect, they were suddenly stopped by a group of people, all of whom were gods, and each of them was extremely not weak. Each of them even has a thumb-sized golden crouching cow mark on their eyebrows.

"Who is my Dao presumptuous, it turns out that it is you two outsiders! This change in Taurus Mountain just now was caused by you, right? Say! How did you do it?" One of them was obviously dressed much more noblely, and he should be the sect leader.

However, Li Shaoyang was very confused, and the iron pen scholar was a little more murderous. When he saw the golden bull mark on the forehead bone of the other party's eyebrows, the killing machine was the most vigorous.

"You are not the original group of people! they will not cultivate with a golden bull!" said the scholar of the iron pen coldly as he looked at these people.

"Heh! You still know that the original group of people, could it be that they are the remnants of that group of people? a group of corrupt people! They don't know how to use such good resources! It is also in line with heaven for us to replace them!" said the man who looked like the sect leader was a little fierce.

"Okay, okay, I thought I was going to kill by mistake, but I didn't expect it to be really good! Master, I know your position, but you also have to allow my position. You should avoid it for a while! Today I will be the first to kill in this world!" Suddenly, the scholar of the iron pen was full of anger, and his cultivation was not obvious, but the clouds caused by the killing machine were enough to cover the sky and the sun.

"Just subdue them, don't kill them yet!" Li Shaoyang had already guessed the reason why he did this. But as a civilized person, he is also a little contradictory. However, you can subdue it first and look at it later.

"Take a step back!" Li Shaoyang was afraid that he would not agree, so he answered again.

"Okay!" gritted his teeth and said a good word, and the scholar with the iron pen directly moved his hand, pressed down with one finger, and directly pressed down on the knees of this group of gods. Those who didn't want to kneel, their legs exploded from their knees. Broken......

"You .........", the person who looked like the original sect leader was afraid, he didn't know why this person was so strong!

Before the sect leader could say anything, the iron pen scholar struck again and directly sealed them for cultivation.

"If it weren't for his face, none of you would be able to live today!" And Li Shaoyang wants to retreat and hasn't retreated yet!

"Old Song, search their souls to see if they are in collusion with the supreme forces of the north! If you have any of these two points, I will allow you to kill them. "Li Shaoyang is not a good person. If you're wrong, you should die, that's the principle of heaven.

Hearing this, the iron pen scholar's eyes were dazzling, and he directly saw through this group of people.

"Hmph! Demon clan, there are all the most powerful people in the north! They also know the reason for angering me. You seven people should die!" As he spoke, with just one look, the Iron Pen Scholar completely wiped out the seven powerhouses of the Taurus Sect. Not even ashes remained......

After the death of these people, each of them had a golden ox mark that flew into the Woniu Mountain.

After the Seven Seals entered, this Woniu Mountain was obviously a little golden.

In the Taurus Sect, there were other gods who suddenly found that the life lamp of the seven powerhouses such as the sect leader who had just gone out had gone out, and knew that they had fallen. At this moment, the alarm bell in the Taurus Sect rang for a long time, and all of them entered a state of combat readiness for a while.

"Scholar of the Iron Pen, let's go, let's go and see this suspected rebellious sect! It's a big deal, I'll accompany you to kill evil today!" When the Golden Bull Mark returned to Woniu Mountain, Li Shaoyang understood everything.

These Taurus Sect members seem to be cultivating with the last remnants of their physical vitality, who can bear this. And this Woniu Mountain is a forbidden area, and there is his Li Shaoyang's unique fate in it, how can others destroy it!

"Master, you really didn't disappoint me! You are still so sensible and reasonable!" Qu Zhou smiled, his anger dissipated, and he turned into a gentle scholar again.

"Call me Li Shaoyang! If you call the master again, I'll be anxious with you!" Li Shaoyang was speechless, this was the third time he had reminded him.

"Okay! Li Shaoyang!" The scholar with the iron pen was stunned by his yelling, not knowing what he had done wrong, but in the end he still called him Li Shaoyang.

"That's right!" Li Shaoyang smiled. Before the words fell, the two of them had already come to the mountain gate of the Golden Bull Sect, the sect on the back of the cow, they were the first.

In the eyes, I don't know if I don't look at it, these disciples and elders, no matter who they are, have a clear golden bull mark or a vague cow shadow in the center of their eyebrows.

This time, not only the iron pen scholar, but even Li Shaoyang felt angry when he thought about it, and there was murderous anger!

"You are all sinners! But I am not a human slaughter! The Golden Bull Sect is suspected of rebellion! Now it is a big mistake! If you want to live! Give up your own Golden Bull mark, otherwise you will slaughter all the mountain gates and leave no one behind!" The scholar of the iron pen said to these people very seriously at this moment.

"How old are you? Dare to shout in our Taurus Sect? You can also kill the seven powerhouses of the Taurus Sect! Get out!" There was an old man who was a third-rate god who was very blind, and directly hit the muzzle of the gun himself.