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"Inspiration?!"

Shisanlang suddenly named him, and he didn't know how many people were stunned.

The Heavenly Dao is incarnated by tens of millions, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will be touched, but the Heavenly Dao is omnipotent, how can it be recognized?

Or, is it intentionally recognizable?

In the crowd below, the eyes of the blood-clothed killer suddenly became sharp, and after flickering a few times, they returned to gloom, and their faces were like dead ashes. In a trance, he felt that the sentence of cause and effect that he had been thinking about became clear, and he had an explanation at the beginning.

The Heavenly Dao cannot make the mad spirit surrender, and it can't watch the mad spirit be worn away by time, so it requires a talented monk to practice the mad spirit Dao; the mad spirit exercise is rare, and it is just a piece of cake for the spirit, and what happened later may be because he felt that Cheng Rui was happy at that time, and it was necessary to force him to stimulate his potential.

Specious inference, Cheng Rui, who needed an answer to let go, chose to believe Thirteen Lang's words and sat down.

Heavenly way!

That's the way of heaven!

After countless hardships and defeats countless enemies, the blood-clothed killer was still hit to despair by this result, and it was difficult to have fighting spirit.

"Spiritual Opportunity is the Way of Heaven?"

Unlike Cheng Rui, who was discouraged and desperate, the crazy fat man felt extremely ridiculous.

As the top boss of the six clans, Chu Mad has also heard of Lingji, and knows more about him than Cheng Rui.

As far as I know, Lingji is a strange person who has been in the dust of the game, and he has been attracted by his reputation, and each of the six major clans has tried to recruit this person, and the Chu clan is no exception. Of course, everyone's experience is the same, and the spirit politely declines the invitations of all parties and continues to live his happy life. Until the incident of the blood-clothed madman happened, the spirit disappeared completely, and there was no trace.

"Spiritual machine, spiritual machine looks at what it does, it's really like!"

Reading the name over and over again, Chu Mad felt like he was dreaming. May the way of heaven be by your side. He was almost recruited as a guest by his own clan.

"Inspiration?"

Yanshan Ancestor shook his head again and again, his heart was filled with straw, and the surrounding Canglang group of cultivators were stunned in place as if they had been hit by a fixation spell, unable to return to their senses for a long time.

The spirit of the human world "sacrificed his life for righteousness" in the battle of autumn hunting, which was the accurate news brought back by the fire girl, and no one ever doubted it.

"That old guy is the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao who controls the fate of all cultivators!"

"Fuck!"

In the midst of suspicion, some people shouted and scolded in a low voice, and the meerkat back then and now the American judge were extremely angry and gritted their teeth viciously.

"Old immortal thing!"

Who is the judge scolding, and why?

The monks of the Quartet were all confused, and suddenly heard a sneer from the sky. Full of disdain.

"Crazy talk, crazy nonsense!"

"The spirit machine can never be the way of heaven. The Ancient Emperor said simply.

The expression and voice were unquestionable, and the other Thirteen Lang was surprised that the Blood Soul Son firmly stood on the side of the Ancient Emperor this time, and deliberately added for the sake of rigor: "Unless the spirit you are talking about is someone else." ”

Thirteen Lang heard the flavor of the words and asked, "Do you know which one I am talking about?"

The Blood Soul Son said calmly: "The spirit of the human world, the student of the Taoist Academy, the disciple of the Mountain Monarch." Fellowship with you. ”

Thirteen Lang suddenly said, "Who is he among you?"

Emperor Gu responded on the side: "No one is anyone. The spirit is the spirit of the machine, and it is alone. We're both related, but we don't take sides. ”

The Blood Soul Zi nodded frequently and said, "The spirit machine is the spirit machine, but the spirit machine. ”

Thirteen Lang was puzzled and asked, "It seems that none of you can control the spiritual machine, why are you so sure that he is not?"

I thought about it for a moment. Jusanro said, "You two should at least ask me why." ”

The ancient emperor said coldly: "No need to ask, the spirit must not be." ”

The Blood Soul Son agreed again, and affirmed: "The spiritual machine is mysterious and unpredictable, and the realm is only slightly inferior to the two of us, looking at the past from your point of view." It's normal to be a Heavenly Dao when he's a Heavenly Dao. ”

The implication is that it is not the spirit of the Heavenly Dao that pretends to be the Heavenly Dao, and Thirteen Lang is deceived by it.

Knowing that the two of them must have reasons that are inconvenient to say and enough to believe, Shisanlang was still unconvinced, and said stubbornly: "I don't understand. I don't know, but I found the idea."

"You don't need to understand, and I don't need to know. ”

The Ancient Emperor decisively stopped and said coldly: "The same is true for the Blood Soul Son. ”

Blood Soul Zi said without hesitation: "That's right, the old man doesn't want to know what you find. ”

That's really weird!

Thirteen Lang really didn't understand what was going on, and his mind was about to say something, when the ancient emperor spoke again, his voice was cold, and his words were threatening.

"With this kung fu, it's better to think about it, you can find out the matter of meeting immortals to me and the blood soul, and then how to get out. ”

Red Dust Star, Julu Island, Behai Academy.

What Behai Academy teaches is not a sage classic, nor does it teach the principles of life, but the immortal law, the Great Dao, and the laws of the heavenly realm.

It's a strange thing.

The reason why the Red Dust Star got its name is that there is almost no zài aura here, and it is one of the most typical places of falling spirits, but the people here are divided into many races, and they have a ruthless instinct by nature, and they often have complex grudges and grudges in battle, and it is difficult to build trust.

Regardless of whether it is cultivating immortals or cultivating the Tao, there must always be a way to convince people that there are no monks in the Red Dust Star, and there is no way to act in the immortal Dao supernatural powers, and those exercises that are extremely precious to the monks are useless, almost equivalent to waste. In such a place, making up the cultivation of immortals into a story may allow people to have some fun, and tell some unverifiable truths to a group of people who are naturally brave and ruthless, who wants to listen?

Things are so strange, a hundred years ago, a down-and-out old man founded a academy on Julu Island, and soon developed the first batch of disciples, and then opened the door every year to accept disciples, and in a very short period of time, it became famous all over the world, and gradually became a holy place by the people on the Red Dust Star.

This qiē is all due to the dean, the down-and-out, even obscene old man, who has a talent that no one can match: persuasion.

As long as he says it, everybody will believe it.

For the people on the Red Dust Star, the words that came out of the dean's mouth were equivalent to the golden rule, and what was even more wonderful. Those who have obtained the true transmission can more or less obtain this ability, and the teaching of Behai Academy is based on the size of such ability, and after accepting disciples, this ability will be passed on to more people, and it will spread out and become more and more prosperous.

The dean explained very clearly, the avenue comes from the sky. Cultivating the Great Dao is not for flying to the heavens or for killing people and fighting bravely, but to seal the Heavenly Rules, after such a long time, this red dust world that cannot cultivate immortals will be filled with the will of heaven, and everyone will attain the Tao.

Because it was the dean's words, his disciples chose to believe them without hesitation, and then passed them on to the next generation of disciples, spreading to the mountains and rivers in all directions, and one day, there will be only one voice in the whole world.

Until then. This will no longer be the mortal world, but the heavenly realm!

In the early summer, the warm sun gradually became restless, and the Julu Island on all sides was crowded with many more people than usual, and it was very lively. At this time of the year, Bekai Academy opens its doors to accept apprentices, and there is an endless stream of people who come from all over the world to study, and those who accompany them are temporarily unable to enter due to poor fortune. Purely for the long insight.

There is no limit to the number of apprentices that can be accepted by the academy, and Fuze is the only condition that needs to be met. The specific future is very simple, there is a statue of the dean in front of the college, and the mind is immersed in the illusion, and you only need to tell the teacher the truth about the scene you see, no matter what it is, and you can get the entry qualification.

It's easy to listen to. In fact, most of the people who can see it are at a loss, or make up nonsense.

Hu Bian will be driven away, no one is an exception, no one can fake.

A hundred years, open every year. There are countless people who have seen the statue and have hallucinations, and every qiē they see has been recorded, sorted out, summarized and classified, and sent to the pear orchard and handed over to the dean.

Ah yes, the dean of Behai Academy has a rather immortal name: Lingji

The pear blossoms fall on the summer solstice, the pear orchard is full of red and white, the branches are tender pears are a little green, the unwilling bees are buzzing and flying, looking around for the few remaining stamens, and they can't wait to pounce on it after seeing it, and they get very little.

Under the tree, the bamboo chair, because of the thin and slightly obscene old man holding a pot full of drinks, he didn't look very happy.

Beside the old man, a middle-aged man in a purple shirt respectfully accompanied him, holding a large pile of documents in his hand, rummaging through them and reading them to him one by one.

"What Zhunan and Gao Yuanshan saw: three tigers contended, and a giant bird loomed in the sky, and then interrupted, and the result is unknown. ”

"What Lintong Pass and Shihai saw: the lone bridge on the river, the two crossed the river face to face and did not let each other, and fell into the water and died. ”

"What Xi Chu and Xu Ming saw: When the sun was rising in the sky, two black dogs came running out of nowhere, and they couldn't swallow the sun, but were burned to ashes. ”

"The Zhao family on the cool mountain"

Reading and reading, the middle-aged man in the purple shirt became nervous for some reason, the tip of his nose was full of sweat, and he didn't dare to continue. This went on for a while, and he carefully watched the old man's expression, and said tentatively, "Isn't it, let them see it tomorrow?"

The old man didn't seem to hear this, and silently raised the pot until the wine was empty until his lips were empty, and it turned out that he had already drunk it.

The purple-shirted middle-aged man noticed this scene and quickly turned around.

"Disciple go and get it"

"No, don't drink it. ”

The old man waved his hand to stop, and his eyes followed the figures of several bees flying around in the "fallen flowers", feeling their disappointment, and gradually made a decision.

"Ziyun, I'm leaving. ”

The old man got up from his chair, turned back to the purple-shirted middle-aged man with a stunned expression and said, "In the future, this place will depend on you to take care of it, and remember to teach the teacher." ”

Ziyun obviously didn't understand the meaning, so he answered, and then asked blankly, "When will the teacher return from this trip?"

The old man smiled and said, "Maybe it's short, maybe it's long, maybe forever." ”

Yes!

Ziyun screamed in surprise, and couldn't help but bend his knees and fall in front of the old man, crying out in mourning.

"How can the teacher say that, it is not a disciple"

"It's none of your business. ”

The old man waved his hand to signal him not to blame himself, and then said: "The old man expects one thing, and you have also seen it, everything you see when you gaze at it is a bad omen, and you should avoid it as a teacher." ”

Ziyun didn't understand the meaning of this sentence at all, and his expression was dazed.

The old man didn't care if he could understand it, and after a moment of silence, his expression suddenly became angry.

"Damn boy, see how you get out. ”

After saying that, the old man's body shook slightly and disappeared out of thin air, leaving Ziyun in a daze, unable to return to his senses for a long time. He didn't know what was going on, he didn't understand why the omnipotent teacher was so anxious, and he didn't know that at this moment, outside the endless space, there was a person named Thirteen Lang who was saying something related to this.

"How do I get out? That's something you two need to think about. ”

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