Every era has its own story.

The rise and fall of the dynasty, the ups and downs of the rivers and seas, at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, the court was corrupt, the disasters were numerous, the Yuan Dynasty was growing stronger, the common people were trapped in fire and water, and the masters of the two countries were also busy running around, wanting to seize the general trend of the world, and the war was endless.

And among them, the three masters are the most amazing.

One is the "Supreme Grandmaster" Ling Donglai, who is amazingly talented, transcendent, and a strange person in the Central Plains martial arts; the second is the supreme master of Mongolia, the "Demon Sect" Meng Chixing, the ancient and the present, rampant in the world, no one can control it; The third is the "Emperor Division" of the Great Yuan, the Eighth Division, who cultivates the "Spiritual Dafa of Changing the Heaven and the Earth", crisscrossing the universe and not meeting opponents.

In addition, there are four other strange books that have to be mentioned.

They are the Daomen Wonder Sutra "Longevity Formula", Cihang Jingzhai's treasure of the Zhen faction "Cihang Sword Codex", as well as the Demon Gate Treasure "Heavenly Demon Strategy", and the most mysterious "God of War Catalogue".

The four strange books, with the same origin and different origins, can be broken when cultivated to the limit.

However, this is a rare place.

Throughout the ages, Tianjiao wizards have not known how many, like the vast stars, and those who can reach the realm of Broken King Kong are like a few and far between.

Different from "The Secret of Eternal Life", "Cihang Sword Codex", and "Heavenly Demon Strategy", these three can be traced back, but the "God of War Catalogue" is the most mysterious and unpredictable, I don't know the origin, the author is unknown, although it is passed on by word of mouth, but it is the most ethereal, no one can see it.

There are very few records of this book since ancient times.

In ancient times, the "emperor" Guangchengzi once understood the mysteries of heaven and earth in the "Temple of the God of War", and later wrote the strange scripture "The Secret of Longevity".

Xie Wei, the first generation of the evil emperor of the Demon Gate, also mentioned this book in "Demon Caprice".

Then there is the ancestor of "Cihang Jingzhai", Dini, who also accidentally glimpsed the "Demon Caprice", so as to learn about the "Broken Void" and create the "Cihang Sword Codex".

Therefore, the secret recipe of "Shattering the Void" has been passed down to future generations and is known to the world, which is the extreme realm of martial arts.

And if you want to get this book, you need to have a great chance to create, it is rumored that the "God of War Temple" is hidden underground, guarded by a demon dragon, a world of its own, and will swim on its own, the most mysterious, but unattainable.

……

Lin'an.

The spring is cold and there is a light rain.

Under the rain, a temple can be vaguely seen, overflowing with incense, and it has become a place to shelter from the rain.

There is a plaque hanging in the temple, and the four characters are hung high.

"Wu Mu Jingzhong!"

Yue Tomb.

The rain is getting heavier and the rain is getting more and more urgent.

Suddenly, a person came out of the rain.

This man is majestic and tall, his green shirt is slightly wet, his shoulders are messy, his shoulders are messy, his half-open placket exposes a copper-colored broad chest, a red mark falls on his eyebrows, his eyes are calm and deep, but with an indescribable coldness, narrow and long as a knife, hiding a kind of magic that can see through people's hearts.

Seeing the man's far more extraordinary body and unusual face, the pilgrims who took shelter from the rain under the eaves were not very comfortable and fled in the rain, and the stars scattered in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one old man left guarding the shrine.

Lao Suo was over the age of six, in good spirits, wrapped in a black jacket, and when he saw the man walk in, he couldn't help but look at it twice.

Seeing that it had the posture of offering incense, he hurriedly burned incense and handed it over.

"Thank you!"

The man smiled gently, looked at the "Yue Fei Statue" in the temple, and lost his mind for a moment for no reason.

The aroma is curling, rising, and the crooked handwriting is suddenly seen in it.

[Carrier: Chen Zhuo]

[World: Late Southern Song Dynasty]

[Fate: Greedy Wolf Enters the Life]

[Luck: Nine Grades A]

[Number of lives: Three disasters, six difficult lives, endless disasters, nine deaths and one life]

[Talent: Gathering] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and gathers transportation.) ）

Tips: Life changes with luck, and luck follows people. (Note: The momentum of the master has been achieved, and in the future, if the mountain is opened, the martial arts will be passed on, and the luck of the disciples can be gathered, and the luck of the sect can be gathered; If you establish a dynasty and dominate the world, you can get great luck; Transported to the extreme, you can go to other worlds, or you can return to the world you have experienced in the past. ）

……

The smoke disappeared with the wind in the blink of an eye.

The man's breath stopped, and his faint eyes slowly widened a little after realizing it.

The rain was heavier, but the wind was lighter.

The man stood under the eaves, looking at the silent mountains, the wind and rain, listening to the thunder overhead, and was silent.

The sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark.

Today, although his mind and consciousness have been penetrated, the five qi have been trapped in the inner heaven and earth for a long time, so that his heart often floats, although he can dominate the world, but his heart is actually bound, and he only feels that his mind is bound by the physical body, and he cannot come out for a long time.

I think it's because the body is too strong, and the cage is self-trapped.

"How do you get rid of it?"

He looked at the wind and rain in front of him and muttered softly.

I don't know how long I stood there.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap brought him back to his senses.

The thunder fell and split on an old tree outside the temple, and the thunder fire ignited in an instant, and the old tree turned into scorched wood.

But instead of a tree, he looked at a person.

A figure strode in in the rain.

The person who came had long hair hanging down his shoulders, his face was purple and red like electricity, he was dressed in white and was dressed in snow, his body was thin and tall, his eyes were like cold electricity, and he was faintly surprised.

In the same way, this person was also looking at the man who was quietly watching the world under the eaves, he was meditating on the Qixia Ridge before, but suddenly felt another vast qi on the mountain, and he was frightened when the enemy was coming, but he didn't want to be a young man who had never seen it before.

But looking at it, the faces of the people who came gradually changed.

He only felt that the qi around the person in front of him was obscure, and he could see it clearly at first, but in an instant, it was blurred, like clouds and mountains surrounded by mist, like watching flowers in a dream, between virtual and real dreams, ethereal and unpredictable.

I can't see through it, I can't see it clearly.

The purple-faced and white-clothed evil man paused and stopped in the rain, his heart was surprised and surprised, looking at the famous masters in the world, he had heard of them, but he couldn't remember when such a terrible figure appeared in the Central Plains martial arts.

The man in the green shirt turned his eyes slightly, "Who are you?" ”

The purple-faced man's eyes were cold, "Since you dare to come to me, you don't know the name of my master?" Who are you sacred? ”

This person is actually the head of the most mysterious demon sect "Yin Sect" on the rivers and lakes, and the "bloody hand" is very strong.

Sensing the hostility on the other party, the green-shirted guest frowned slightly, then stretched out again, and said slowly: "I'm just a nobody, insignificant." ”

Li Gong's eyes burst into light, "Good boy, you are not here to entertain me, I can't imagine that in addition to Ling Donglai, there are still masters like you hidden in the rivers and lakes, anyway, I have been meditating for a long time, and I am sad and boring......"

He shouted: "Don't give up your name yet! ”

Looking at each other, the green-shirted man said softly: "Chen Zhuo! ”

Li Gong is a person in the demon gate, and he enters the Tao with demons, and he is not a good person; Moreover, since the beginning of his magic skills, he has realized that he has been able to run rampant in the world, and when he sees the person in front of him who doesn't seem to take himself seriously, coupled with the condescending appearance of squinting at people, his heart has already been on fire.

was about to make a move, but at the moment when the word "Chen Zhuo" entered his ears, his face suddenly changed, his eyes looked around, the rain that was still falling before actually stopped, and what was even more bizarre was that the rain stopped not to say, the sky above his head turned into a bright sun, and the cicadas around the wall courtyard were singing, one after another, and the noise was terrible.

The climate that was just in spring suddenly became a scorching hot weather.

Not only that, Li Gong's pupils trembled, but he saw that the scorching sun in the middle of the sky fell rapidly, and in a blink of an eye it became night, the bright moon rose in the east, the night breeze was blowing, and the ears were full of insects and birds, and then it changed to day, and then to night, and the stars moved, and the flowers bloomed and fell.

All the withering and glorious rotation outside the wall courtyard actually finished the spring, summer, autumn and winter with an extremely incredible change.

The old man in the temple has long disappeared, Chen clumsy under the eaves, the courtyard is hard work, the four eyes are facing each other, the world is changing, only two people are in it, there is no change.

When Li Gong looked at it again, he suddenly realized that he was already in the vast snow.

His expression changed from surprise to solemnity, without the slightest movement, and he watched as the figure under the eaves turned into snow, floating between heaven and earth.

"Crunch!"

It wasn't until a jerky and dry turn of the door shaft sounded in his ears that Li Gongfang broke free from it and woke up like a dream.

Rain and rain, as if it were just a blink of an eye

The old man who guards the shrine is closing the window.

The rain eaves were also empty.

Li Gong was soaked, his cheeks trembled, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Spiritual Dafa?"

He suddenly asked the old man, "What about that person just now?" ”

The old man guarding the ancestral hall was stunned when he heard this, "Who is the uncle talking about?" ”

Li Gong was a little impatient, "It's the one who took shelter from the rain under the eaves before." ”

Lao Suo glanced in the direction pointed by Li Gong, and his face was even more dazed, as if he had never remembered that there was someone here.

Li Gong had realized something, and he didn't feel that he was standing on the spot.

……

Out of Yue's tomb, Chen Zhuo walked in the rain, walked in the mountains, and went to Qixia Ridge.

The mountains are green, the rain and fog are shrouded, take a side look, you can overlook the smoke and rain of the West Lake, and watch the prosperity under the mountain.

After walking for a long time, I have been able to see a lot of Buddhist statues and cliff carvings along the way.

Looking at a stone statue that was broken or broken, standing or sitting, Chen Zhuo slowed down.

While observing the strange Buddha statues, he said casually: "His Excellency followed me all the way, but he found the wrong person, he was in the temple." ”

He was greeted by a murmur.

The sound of Xiao is near and far, as if it is far away in the sky, and it seems to be close in front of you, like crying and complaining, drifting and flowing, like the wind in a trance, flowing between the rocks and ravines, and like an urgent arrow, passing through the light rain.

On the steps of the mountain, a man walked and paced.

The person who came was a sallow and yellow-faced blue-robed scribe, with a strong spirit, with a pair of red phoenix eyes, two swallow-winged eyebrows, two deep eyes, a short beard on the chin, and a three-foot long sword on his back.

The scribe couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, and he didn't answer, but walked up to Chen Zhuo, stretched out his index finger, and wrote two words on the stone wall.

"Heavenly Dao!"

The stone powder fell, and when the words were completed, the strokes seemed to bloom with a strange brilliance in Chen Zhuo's eyes.

Chen Zhuo was a little surprised.

The person who came turned out to be the "way of heaven" to cultivate.

Chen Zhuo smiled, thought for a while, and then raised his hand, on the side that was level with the other party, raised his finger and wrote down the two words one by one.

"Humane!"

In an instant, there was a burst of thunder and fire between the marks.

The scribe's eyes lit up, and his smile widened.

"Good words, wonderful words, coming from the east under the order!"

Another big chapter in the evening.

(End of chapter)