Chapter Twenty-Six: The Hall of Deadwood

But seeing that the speed of the sword light was extremely fast, Liuyun had already reached the front door as soon as he had the idea of dodging.

Liuyun was frightened and frightened, his pupils contracted sharply, but it was completely impossible to dodge.

"Broken!"

Elder Deadwood shouted, and the sword light the size of the fingernail quickly disintegrated in the air under Elder Deadwood's shout, turning into countless small fluctuations and dissipating, but it turned out that Elder Deadwood intended to test Liuyun.

"Little doll, you have a good heart, you actually don't hide in the face of such a crisis, what if I miss?" Elder Deadwood smiled slightly, and said with a smile on Liuyun.

But Liuyun's heart was full of slander, so quietly and suddenly, until this time Liuyun still felt cold on his back, hearing this, Liuyun smiled embarrassedly, his face was red, and he saluted: "The junior is so scared that he can't move, it's not as the elder said, Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged!"

Elder Deadwood, who heard this, laughed, didn't care about it, his eyes flashed, and he walked over kindly and pulled Liuyun to the back of the hall.

Looking at the Deadwood Elder who was pulling his own kind face, Liuyun didn't know what to do for a while, and followed behind the Deadwood Elder in a daze, like a well-behaved child.

After all, Liuyun was only at his current age when he died in his previous life, although he had seen some big worlds, and his heart might be a little more mature than that of people of the same age, but he was a little cramped in the face of legendary characters such as Elder Deadwood after all.

"The old man is conceited and has read countless people in his life, and there are countless dolls of your age, but there are really few people as interesting as you!" Elder Deadwood sighed unconsciously as he liked this flowing cloud the more he looked at it.

"The elder praised it!"

The two walked side by side, and in the blink of an eye, they had come to a small secret room, and a film of light loomed at the entrance, although the indoor scenery was unobstructed, but it was obviously forbidden for ordinary people to enter.

I saw that there were countless stone frames in the secret room, and all kinds of things were placed in the stone frames, or paper classics, or jade talismans, which were dazzling.

Elder Deadwood didn't say a word, stretched out his thin right hand and gently placed it on the stone ball at the door, a trace of fluctuation flashed, and the light film inside the door "popped", like a bubble and then burst.

I saw that the dead wood elder had a look of remembrance in his eyes, and stood quietly in front of the door of the room and said softly: "This secret room, the things in it are all recorded by the cultivation experience of the predecessors of the past generations, and the experience of these masters on the way to practice for thousands of years is more precious than the rest of the spiritual exercises, and it is the most rare. ”

Elder Deadwood walked into the secret room, his face was complicated, he picked up a book and glanced at it, gently brushed away the dust on the surface, as if holding a peerless treasure, his face was solemn.

Looking at the squares that filled the entire secret room, Liuyun's heart was stirred, if it was really as Elder Deadwood said, this secret room was not just a few points more precious than the Gongfa classics, in Liuyun's eyes at this time, it was like countless cultivators who had cultivated for Taotian in front of him, preaching with all their hearts.

Liuyun cautiously took a pair of bamboo slips, respectfully opened, only to see that the bamboo color of this bamboo slips was dark, the ink written on the bamboo surface was already a little blurred, "the avenue is boundless" four vigorous and powerful characters jumped on it, and a vicissitudes of life rushed to the face.

"Dao, what is the Dao?

"The extreme of the Tao, what is the extreme, the heart is also!" ......

Open the bamboo slips, lines of quaint handwriting imprinted into Liuyun's eyes, although the first contact with Liuyun seems to understand something, but this does not affect Liuyun's reverence in his heart for these or deceased predecessors.

Lines of ordinary words fell into Liuyun's eyes, as if an elder with a kind face was sitting in front of him and was teaching him earnestly.

After reading a few pages, Liuyuncai reluctantly put the bamboo slip back in its place, and sighed: "So many seniors have no selfishness, and they have passed on all their life's experience to the younger generations, what a spirit and mind!"

Elder Deadwood laughed and said, "Seniors, preaching and teaching to solve doubts, and being able to teach what they have learned to outstanding juniors can be regarded as a kind of inheritance and luck for them. ”

Although that is said, in the end, I am afraid that there are very few people who can have this mind.

From ancient times to the present, how many people who have cultivated to the advanced level will eventually be unable to escape the fate of turning into a handful of dust, and how many peerless spiritual arts have been wiped out in the cycle of time, even if there are many regrets, what can they do?

Liuyun raised his head and saw that Elder Deadwood was looking at him with burning eyes, bowed his head respectfully, and didn't get up for a long time.

Elder Deadwood bowed to this but did not refuse, and stood quietly in place.

"The elder's love will be remembered by Liuyun. "Flowed to say sincerely.

Elder Deadwood nodded slightly and said, "I believe you still have questions in your heart, why does the old man favor you so much, right?"

After listening to this, Liuyun nodded, he did have this doubt in his heart, but the other party was originally a great power in the sect, and if he asked rashly, he was afraid that it would be a little abrupt, so he never said it.

"One hundred and thirty-five years ago, the old man was thirty and six, it was the year of blood and strength, because he saw that his fellow sect in the sect was slaughtered by the Demon Sect, and finally he was angry for a while, and he slaughtered the three major demon sects in just half a month, and he was praised by his colleagues and rewarded by the sect afterwards. Elder Deadwood sighed and said in a low voice, as if to say to himself, as if to convection clouds.

Liuyun was silent, but did not answer, but listened quietly.

But after doing these things, the old man regretted it. ”

Liuyun's heart moved, and he raised his head, looking at Elder Deadwood suspiciously.

"That year, the old man was a five-star cultivator for the Yuanying Baby, and it was when he was in high spirits, and it was no exaggeration to say that among his peers, the entire Great Xia Dynasty was difficult to meet opponents, but do you know that now one hundred and thirty-five years have passed, and the old man's cultivation is still like this. After Elder Deadwood said this, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he had aged a little more in an instant.

However, when he heard this, Liuyun's heart stirred up a thousand terrifying waves, and he was only thirty-six years old to reach the Yuanying Five-Star Cultivation, what kind of talent is this? No, compared to this, genius is really weak.

The best of the geniuses that Liuyun had seen in his previous life was still much worse than Elder Deadwood, but Liuyun was even more puzzled about why more than a hundred years had passed, why Elder Deadwood's cultivation had stagnated and it was difficult to move an inch.

"Although so many years have passed, the previous three major demon sects have changed and turned into a flat river, and the lives that died under my sword have long since turned to dust, but every time the old man closes his eyes, those frightened cries come into his mind again, as if he is there. Elder Deadwood smiled self-deprecatingly, and looked around with a wandering gaze.

"Could it be that after this battle, the elder has already developed a demon?" Liuyun thought to himself in his heart, such a secret matter, Elder Deadwood actually complained to Liuyun so easily.

Elder Deadwood sighed, his gaze gloomy, and he looked around disjointedly.

"Old man, let me ask you, what is a demon?" Elder Deadwood suddenly turned to Liuyun, his words changed sharply, and he asked Liuyun Dao with a serious face.

In the dignified gaze of the Deadwood Elder, Liuyun didn't know where to answer for a while, and thought for a moment and said: "The kid went to the Meritorious Tower a few days ago, killed countless demonic beasts, and changed some sect points, these sect points brought some cultivation resources to the kid, and also improved some of the kid's cultivation, but those demonic beasts are no longer there. ”

Elder Deadwood's face was calm, he stroked his beard, and quietly listened to the seemingly inconsequential words that Liuyun said.

Liuyun continued: "For the kid, even though the life of the Demon Beast is precious, it is not beneficial to me, but as long as I kill it, exchange its Demon Core for some Sect Points, and finally get some cultivation resources, then the life of this Demon Beast will be beneficial in my opinion, but on the other hand, for a one-star Demon Beast, even if there are 10,000 sect points, a 10,000-year-old spirit grass is not as precious as its life. ”

Liuyun said intermittently, telling a very ordinary story.

Elder Deadwood didn't interrupt Liuyun, listening to these words that were completely against the Great Dao, instead of stopping it, he lowered his head and pondered.

"Sometimes I wonder why a little sect point is more valuable than a life of a Demon Beast?" Liuyun also showed a thoughtful look on his face, and then said: "In the end, I figured out that a life of a Demon Beast can bring me an increase in strength, can make me live a better life, and let me go further on the path of cultivation. ”

"That is to say, in a sense, in the eyes of those demonic beasts that I killed for no reason, I am a demon. ”

As soon as Liuyun said this, Elder Deadwood's face changed and changed, and he seemed to be a little moved by what Liuyun said, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to have some understanding of what Liuyun said.

"Where, in the boy's opinion, what is a demon? Maybe I am a demon, or maybe those demonic beasts that I killed are demons, but it is too difficult to make an accurate definition, I can only say that the loser is a demon. ”

Liuyun's words were extremely bold, if they were spread out, I don't know how many so-called righteous paths would be hunted down and exterminated, but for some reason, in the face of the dead wood elder, Liuyun didn't have the slightest scruple to say it.

Hearing Liuyun's words, Elder Deadwood suddenly laughed and said, "What a loser is a demon, a loser is a demon!"

Seeing that Elder Deadwood's face was flushed, looking like crazy, Liuyun couldn't help but be surprised, his words were also from the bottom of his heart, but after listening to Elder Deadwood's experience, he had some insights, and then he said it.

I saw that Elder Deadwood slowly took three steps back, straightened his clothes, and bowed his head to Liuyun with a serious face.

Liuyun was shocked, and hurriedly went over to help Elder Deadwood up, but saw Elder Deadwood wave his hand and said, "You can afford this worship, and the old man should also have this worship!"

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