It's a pity that I shouted until my throat was hoarse, and I crawled until my palms were bloody, and I didn't hear any echo, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed, and a familiar face in the distance waved goodbye to him, but there was no boat under his feet but he could quickly retreat on the river.

When he saw that it was his mother, he immediately cried and shouted for his mother to follow, but the stone in front of him was quite slippery, so he ran two steps and fell to the ground, falling down the cliff by the river.

The river is turbulent at his feet, and the roar of the river can be faintly heard, and in Xiao Congwen's ears, it sounds like a roaring dragon, opening his mouth and waiting for him to fall.

Xiao Congwen was extremely frightened, waving his hands and scratching and pulling on the stone wall, and the speed of the slide was getting faster and faster, and the ordinary creeper vines couldn't pull him at all.

Either broken or uprooted by him, Xiao Congwen was so frightened that he forgot to cry, a survival instinct drove him to look for anything on the stone wall that could slow down the slide.

Even if it is a thorny vine or a thatch that cuts your hand, as long as you can trip yourself, even if you pierce your fingers and cut your palm, you will never let go. Gliding all the way to the edge of the river, I was caught by a vine covered with long thorns.

Xiao Congwen hung on the surface of the river, the rolling river water under his feet splashed on his shoes from time to time, if it wasn't for the vines that wrapped around his waist in time, he would have fallen into the turbulent river.

I have been frail and sick since I was a child, and I have never even been to the river, listening to the sound of the waves, even if I haven't fallen into the water, I am scared into a cold sweat.

The night was like paint, and the wind and rain hit Ye Congwen's body, like whipping with a leather whip, and the torrential rain hit his head, like watering, flowing down his face with a bang, so that Ye Congwen's eyes couldn't be opened.

But as soon as his eyes were closed, the figure of his mother waving her hand away appeared, and he was so anxious that he wiped the water on his forehead and eyes with his hands.

As soon as his right hand was released, the whole person suddenly fell down, and his two feet were already on the river, so frightened that he had to grab the spiky vine again, and cried loudly:

"I just want to see where my mother goes, and I'll go to her in the future, won't I?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the rain poured straight into his throat along his upper lip, and as soon as he entered his throat, he choked Ye Congwen and coughed, and the whole person shook violently, seeing that the vines fell down again, and his two feet were already soaked in water. was so panicked that Ye Congwen could only hang in the air with his feet shrunk, not daring to move.

Hanging in the air like this, until the rain stopped, the sky turned white, Ye Congwen was hung by the vines all night, and he had already fallen asleep several times, the dark night sky gradually turned white, and the faint white light shot into Ye Congwen's eyes, which woke him up all of a sudden.

Ye Congwen felt that there was no water flowing on his eyelids, and he couldn't wait to look in the direction where his mother waved her hand away, opened his eyes wide, and found that in addition to the surging river, where was there half a figure?

"I don't want dawn! I'm looking for my mom, I'm going to find my mom with lightning! ”

Ye Congwen cried loudly, and as soon as he shouted out, he heard someone shouting in surprise with a broken gong voice:

"Grandpa, grandpa! Xiao Congwen found it, he was hanging on the cliff! ”

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise, and there were many people talking about it, Ye Congwen used his last bit of strength to look up, only to see Ye Ruwolf's overjoyed face.

Before he could call someone, he fainted.

"Xiao Congwen, you are the son of the first strong man of the two tribes, you must be as strong as your father, and you will definitely be able to grow into a man like your father.

You remember, even if your parents are gone, even if we are gone, you have to live strongly, your family is eighteen generations alone, and the incense can't be broken in your hands! ”

Ye Congwen was in a daze and heard the old patriarch whispering in his ear, like chanting scriptures, and like praying, when he heard the word incense, Ye Congwen was like waking up from a nightmare, the neck that was strangled by someone suddenly let go, and a breath of fresh air suddenly penetrated into the internal organs.

Ye Congwen took a long breath greedily and woke up suddenly.

"By the way, I, Ye Congwen, don't even have an heir, how can I die?"

Ye Congwen bounced up suddenly, opened his eyes and looked in all directions, surrounded by bronze carved furnace walls, his whole body was taken off cleanly, and the black lines on the copper wall all showed that there was once a pot full of soup in this copper furnace.

"You're finally awake! Well, it was a day earlier than I expected, and it seems that Xuanyuan's unique Ninety-Nine Extreme Realm style can't hurt your physical body.

The Demon God King's Reshaping Flesh Body Formation is really powerful! ”

An old voice sounded outside the copper wall, and suddenly the eyes lit up, and the top cover of the copper furnace slowly opened.

Ye Congwen squinted his eyes and looked outside, only to see an old man with white hair and white beard looking at him enviously.

Ye Congwen thought that he was naked all over his body, so he immediately blocked his hands in his private parts, and asked vigilantly:

"Who are you and where am I?"

"Hahahaha! We're both men, who doesn't have that thing, what do you have to stand in the way? ”

Hearing the old man's voice was extremely unfamiliar, but the words were very reasonable, he had no choice but to follow the advice, let go of his hands and asked respectfully:

"Senior, where am I? Do you know my master, the Demon God King? ”

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly saw the old man's robe printed with a Tai Chi pattern, and instantly guessed the identity of the old man.

"I'm sure you've already guessed my identity, so I don't need to answer this question, right?"

Daozun asked with a smile, took a set of cleanly washed clothes and threw it to Ye Congwen, while instructing:

"Get dressed and come out and talk, and I'll tell you what happened after you fell unconscious."

Ye Congwen saw that it was his own clothes, and the first thing he did was to look for the piece of Chu Yu that was sewn into his clothes.

In a panic, he pinched it with his hand, and when he touched the familiar piece of jade, he honestly put on his clothes, jumped lightly, and jumped out.

"Xiao Ziye has seen Daozun from Wen, thank you for not being afraid of power and saving me."

Ye Congwen gradually recalled what happened before, when he was beaten to death by Martial Emperor Xuanyuan Duzun with the Ninety-Nine to One Extreme Realm style, according to the Martial Emperor's hatred and attitude towards himself, he would definitely not be kind enough to leave the whole corpse for himself. After thinking about it, it must be Daozun who came to the rescue in order to save his life.

"Lao Dao is not as kind as you think, but it is just a matter of owing your master a favor and being entrusted by others to be loyal to others. How dare I come against the huge Xuanyuan royal family? ”

Daozun shook his head and signaled that Ye Congwen didn't have to be polite, and he was an outsider, how could he dare to meddle in worldly trivial matters?

"A spark can start a prairie fire. No matter how big things are, they will rot one day. Daozun, please rest assured, Xuanyuan Duzun is too busy to take care of himself, drought and floods, Qilin seeking revenge, plus the bandit disaster in the state capitals and counties is becoming more and more serious, when Xuanyuan Duzun calms down, he will concentrate on recuperating from his injury, not thirty or fifty years, his injury is not good. Ye Congwen was relieved, without the help of the Demon Hunter Guard, what would the county government take to encircle and suppress the mountain bandits and road tyrants?

The mountain bandits and road tyrants are all poor people who have eaten the last meal but not the next, and the fight is much faster and more ruthless than those soapy clothes who live with a fortune.

The Demon Hunter Guard didn't go to suppress the formation, and the group of chaotic moon warriors didn't even dare to approach the lair of the mountain bandit road tyrant, let alone encircle and suppress the mountain bandits?

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"I don't know if Xuanyuan's injuries will be healed after thirty or fifty years, but I will definitely not be alive after thirty or fifty years.

At that time, he doesn't need to be the number one master of the human race to do it himself, just send someone to bleed our Taoism, and a group of hungry sharks will destroy our Taoism for him. ”

Dao Zun lamented faintly, without the master of the Immortal Venerable Realm, that Daoism is a candle flame in the wind and rain, which may be extinguished at any time.

Ye Congwen was stunned when he heard this, and asked puzzledly:

"Haven't you Taoists found a pair of twin saints who have a heart and soul to communicate? Could it be that they can't inherit the supreme Tai Chi Heavenly Skill?

I think the two of them join forces, and their strength is no less than that of the Buddha. ”

"There is no five-color treasure medicine casting tripod, no matter how stunning the front is, it will be ???????????????? in the back The immortal venerable realm exercises that cannot be cultivated in Tai Chi Heavenly Gong are the rules that I have experimented with for hundreds of years.

Cultivating immortals and seeking immortality is a matter of sailing against the current, and the more you get to the back, the greater the resistance, as long as you are not a person who opens the way with a peerless treasure such as a five-color treasure medicine, the five-hundred-year-old Shouyuan, and the power of the God King Realm is their limit. ”

Dao Zun had a lot of experiences with his senior brothers in his mind, and he worked hard to forget to sleep and eat and cultivate all his life, and finally stepped into the realm of the god king, and died within three or five years.

At the end of my life, I have never done anything but study the exercises, I have no time to eat, drink, have fun, make friends, no one cares about me when I am alive, and no one knows about it when I die.

It's as if this person has never been to Pangea. If they had a choice, I believed that they would rather be just a carefree little Taoist boy for the rest of their lives.

Ye Congwen was speechless for a long time after hearing this, his cultivation path was indeed mysterious and lofty in the eyes of mortals, but in the monks with mediocre talents or lacking the treasure medicine demon core, it was no different from the donkey that pulled the mill.

The realm and longevity are the carrots hanging in front of you, it takes ten years to cast the Dingna Yuan realm, it takes twenty years to expand the tendon and expand the vein realm, at least forty years to shape the body, and eighty years to the copper skin and iron bone realm.

The Body Forging Warlock only has a hundred and fifty years of life, and if there is no treasure medicine and magic core, it almost means that you have just become a master of the Bronze Skin and Iron Bone Perfection Realm, and your life is over.

Cultivating the exercises is extremely time-consuming and energy-consuming, lacking the treasure medicine demon core, and the monks with ordinary talents can only practice diligently step by step, like the old peasants, they get up early and are greedy for darkness, and they dare not relax for a moment.

Those with poor talent will die halfway, and those with good talent will die if they can't be promoted to the refining mage.

If you have good talent and do not lack the treasure medicine demon core, just like a top sect like Taoism, there is no shortage of heaven and earth treasures, and there is no shortage of top-level exercises, but your body's digestion ability is not good, it is not that you can't finish eating, even if you are strangled to death!

Only by casting a tripod with a five-color treasure medicine, laying a good foundation since childhood, and then using the supreme mastery and various heavenly and earthly treasures to build up the genius lucky people, can they have the opportunity to touch the supreme realm of the Immortal Venerable Realm!

Ye Congwen pondered for a long time before he cautiously asked:

"I once heard the instructor of the Demon Hunter Guard Apprentice Camp say that the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism have a unique fragment of the treasure hunting secret art inheritance, could it be that it was lost in the hands of the predecessors?"