Walking through a bare field, there was a forest in front of him, and when he looked up, the towering ancient trees covered most of the stars and moon, pulling the shadows all the way to the feet of the two of them.

Although he knew that there should be no danger here, Xiao Cong still took out a torch from Mi Mustard and lit it in his hand, not for anything else, just to give Hongxiang who was huddled by his side at this time to embolden, after all, his fear was caused by following him into this ghost place.

At the edge of the woods, a path twists and turns, and a layer of gravel is paved with a few weeds growing between the stones, and it seems that no one has walked on it for a long time.

The two of them walked along the path, the forest was so quiet that there was not even a little wind, like walking in a corridor with endless colored glazes on all four walls, and even the echo of footsteps could be faintly heard, but this echo was subtle and distant, more like psychological fear at work.

At the end of the path, there was another bare ground, Xiao Cong raised the torch high, and saw a strange beast nearly ten zhang high crawling in front of him, and slowly opened its eyes located at the apex of the three regular triangles, the three eyes had different pupil colors, the top one was snow white, the two eyes located in the flush position below, the left one was blood red, and the right one was ice blue, they were like strange flowers that were hard to find, and they were slowly blooming in Xiao Cong's eyes.

Suddenly, in the unknown distance, there seemed to be an inexplicable breath.

In Xiao Cong's spiritual sense, this behemoth was no longer a spirit body, but a real body, and what shocked him even more was that the moment his eyes were fully opened, the coercion surging from all directions actually made him feel a little breathless, he knew that this was not the suppression of cultivation, but the spiritual power that he heard from the master when he was in the Turtle Mansion!

As the first Xiao family member who can cultivate in the endless years of the Xiao family, Xiao Cong's initial spiritual power has already amazed the existence of Master Gui, but this person who even has to be admired by Master Gui is overwhelmed by this matter, what kind of existence must be!

Fortunately, this spiritual suppression only lasted for less than a breath before disappearing like falling waves, and everything returned to silence as if nothing had happened.

It took Xiao Cong a while to regain his composure, he first looked at Hongxiang beside him, and saw that the latter was not unusual, so he licked his lips and swallowed his saliva, folded his hands, bowed down, and said reverently:

"Xiao Cong, the fourth son of the younger Xiao family, meet the seniors. ”

The behemoth in front of him didn't make any response, but his body slowly transformed, and finally turned into a three-eyed old man in a brocade robe with a crane-haired and childish face, standing in front of Xiao Cong.

"Get up, the Xiao family, who is a demon subduer, can't easily perform such a solemn ceremony. ”

Xiao Cong straightened up, and saw that the old man's inexplicable gaze fell on Hongxiang beside him, and he was willing to move away for a long time.

"Twenty years ago, there was also a Xiao family here, but I was too lazy to see him, but today I met you, do you know why?"

Xiao Cong shook his head,

"The younger generation doesn't know. ”

"Because the old man is willing!" the old man's tone became a little heavier, and it sounded a little angry.

Xiao Cong was silent on the surface, but he scolded secretly in his heart:

"Hmph, old thing, you don't want to see my father, my father doesn't want to see you!"

Then, the old man's words changed, and he changed his tone of grace, and said softly:

"Boy, don't you want to read through the scriptures in the scripture hall, come, take it. ”

Before the words fell, an ancient book with a golden halo was thrown into Xiao Cong's arms.

Xiao Cong was in a hurry for a while to catch the ancient books that bounced and fell from his chest, and looked at the ancient books with a look of incomprehension.

"Twenty years ago, the Xiao family also wanted to read the scriptures thoroughly, so they stayed here for nearly thirty years! He didn't know how to let go at the right time, and he couldn't understand the essence of the scriptures after all, but you know, so it is more appropriate to hand over the scriptures to you than to give them to him. ”

"Thirty years!" Xiao Cong exclaimed.

"Uh-huh. ”

The old man nodded inscrutablely,

"You don't know yet, this plane is only a small microcosm of history, your cause and effect are tied to history, not here, even if you stay here for 10,000 years, you are still almost static in the outside plane. ”

The old man's words Xiao Cong can roughly understand, to put it simply, his life is radiating to the entire real time and space, and this time and space is insignificant compared to the real time and space, even if he lives in this time and space until he is old, the time spent in that real time and space is only the proportion of his proportion.

Half-ringing, Xiao Cong asked:

"And where did this plane come from?"

"I did. The old man's face lifted and he said proudly.

"What!" Xiao Cong was dumbfounded, standing in place for a long time and unable to calm down, it stands to reason that although he doesn't know all the secrets of the Xuanzhen Realm, there are some representative, Tiandao Weng should talk to him about it, but about this matter, he is really unheard of.

"Drilling a basket in time and space, how much cause and effect is involved, let you cover the sky with one hand, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape the disaster. ”

Looking at Xiao Cong's stunned appearance, the old man laughed like an old child,

"Boy, you think too much, controlling the source power of time and space is a talent of my race, I am just more talented in this area to break through the boundary, and my ability in this area has produced a qualitative leap, although this time and space is real, but compared with the real time and space, it is still something worse after all. ”

As he spoke, the old man couldn't help but sigh.

"What's missing!" Xiao Cong asked anxiously.

The old man looked up at the starry sky, and for a while, he said thoughtfully:

"What's missing? I don't know. ”

Xiao Cong couldn't help but sigh, his expression could not hide a little loss.

"Senior, dare to ask, are you still alive?"

When the old man heard this, he burst out laughing again,

"If I die, who will sustain this plane? ”

Xiao Cong's face was a little embarrassed when he heard this, and he muttered:

"Senior, I'm talking about being truly alive, living in that real time and space. ”

The old man nodded, and said firmly:

"I'm also talking about the real time and space you're in right now. ”

After a long silence, Xiao Cong asked:

"Why did my predecessors come to me just to give me a scripture that is difficult to understand?"

The old man shook his head slowly, and said with a slightly serious expression:

"Of course not, I still have to pass on one of your skills, but you have to help me accomplish something. ”

Xiao Cong frowned and pondered for a moment, then said:

"Do you want me to investigate the mystery of my overthrow for you?"

The old man's eyes were deep, and he said in a cold voice:

"That's right, that's it. ”

Xiao Cong was stumbling for a long time, and his face couldn't bear to say:

"The existence of the United States is too pure, and it is the will of God to overthrow it, the predecessors ......"

The old man waved his hand, and said:

"No, no, you're not right, but where it exists, there is a reason for its existence, just like this time and space still exists in the gap of history, Heavenly Dao is strong and healthy equally, if it is not allowed, no matter where it hides, it can't escape, but doesn't it also exist to this day?"

"That's probably because he's just an empty shell. Xiao Cong argued mercilessly.

The old man was not annoyed when he heard this, but said earnestly:

"Child, do you know that there are some places in this heaven and earth that are also like the perfect realm, they are full of peace and beauty, just like the yin and yang dividing line on the yin and yang infinite diagram, the avenue is not that they are not allowed to exist, but it is too difficult to reach that realm. ”

Seeing that the old man was so persistent, Xiao Cong had no choice but to agree, this little old man looked moody, in case he was upset, he didn't let go out as himself, and it would be over.

"Okay, I promise you, but only to the best of my ability, as for whether I can do it, I can't guarantee whether it can be done. ”

The old man nodded with satisfaction and said:

"Okay, next, I will teach you my original art of not being transmitted, as for whether you can practice it or not, it depends on your creation. ”

"What is the art of not being passed on?"

"You'll know when you learn. ”

A snow-white beam of light shot out from the eye in front of the old man's eyebrows, shining on Xiao Cong's forehead without saying anything

"Ah~"

Xiao Cong let out a long, painful-sounding howl, but instead of raising his head as high as before, his forehead seemed to be sucked by the beam.

Tilted less, the beam was withdrawn, but it left a strange white mark in front of Xiao Cong's forehead, this mark carried the mystery of an ancient rune, and it looked quite chic.

Xiao Cong subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, there was no strange feeling there, but there was an obvious protrusion in the finger belly stroke, and the feeling was clear, just when Xiao Cong was secretly speculating whether this mark was a blessing or a curse, another beam of light shot out from the snow-white eyes in front of the old man's eyebrows, this time shining in front of Hongxiang's forehead, and the latter's heart-rending scream pulled him back from his contemplation in an instant.

The time didn't last long, and before Xiao Cong could say anything to question, the beam of light was withdrawn, and the old guy stood proudly, looking like he didn't ask for anything in return.

"This kid is stained with your light, meeting is fate, the old man sees that you promote him on your face, and it is not in vain that he accompanies you on this trip

Finish. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Hongxiang with deep meaning.

At this time, Xiao Cong didn't want to stay here for a moment, this old guy was too unscrupulous, arrogant and self-righteous, Xiao Cong was annoyed when he saw it now.

So he bowed his hand and said:

"Senior, since there is nothing else to do, can you send us away?"

The old man nodded and sighed,

"Alas, it's getting late, it's time to leave. ”

After saying that, the sleeves of his robe flicked, before Xiao Cong could react, he was wrapped in a brilliant divine light, and the next moment, he had appeared on the reckless desert under the bleak moonlight, he had a small black face, and couldn't help but scold in a low voice:

"Old immortal thing!"

It's not a good journey, but it's true that it doesn't end well, why the old guy is there, who he is, what kind of relationship is there with the United States, and even the art he said is not clear, and the scriptures that can't be understood as soon as possible, although I know that the origin of this thing is unfathomable, but I also know that it is impossible to fully understand it without spending a hundred and eighty years, for him now, it is not much different from waste paper, but in the long run, it is true that this scripture is of great significance, but Xiao Cong has always known the truth of being greedy and chewing too much, and now he has no less than three peerless methodsHe really didn't have to think about this obscure text. was sent out in a daze, to be honest, this is really not in line with his usual style of acting, but it has come to this, and he has nothing to do.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Magic Book for Respect" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~