The yellow sand is long.

The sun is setting in the west.

In the wind and dust, the two figures walked vigorously like flying, coming from the extreme eyes of heaven and earth.

"Hahaha......"

Bursts of wild laughter approached, and one of them showed his posture, his speed was sudden, and he leaned forward and pounced, but unexpectedly he rose into the air, with big sleeves in the wind, waving like crane wings, laughing proudly between heaven and earth.

And the person beside him was unhurried, seemingly casual, but his body was ethereal, one step up and down, and in an instant, he was dozens of feet away, and the last hair came first, leaving only a few phantoms in the wilderness.

Ling Donglai's eyes lit up, his cheeks bulged, and he sucked in his mouth, his light body seemed to lose weight in an instant, and his speed was faster, and he chased after him.

The two of them are just like flying rainbows and electricity, chasing between heaven and earth, stepping on mountains and rivers, crossing the sea and turning rivers.

Running, at first glance, Ling Donglai raised his left hand, and when the chest was rounded, he pushed out a palm, absorbing the wind and rain and frost, and pushing the water, fire and thunder.

Chen Zhuo's eyes showed exclamation, he had really never seen such a genius.

Since leaving the Central Plains and going west, this made Donglai at first like ordinary people, unable to withstand the scorching sun, unable to stand the wind and rain, looking at thunder and lightning and fearful, often thinking of retreating.

But I don't know how to suddenly open my mind, I don't understand the theory of boxing, but Mu Yu Linfeng realized the method of breathing, and in the long trek and running, he created a body called "The Art of Driving the Wind". To the west of Tianzhu, there was an enlightenment in the place where the Buddha had an epiphany, and he had the ability to visualize the spirit.

But that's just the beginning.

In the future, it was even more out of control, and the scene that might be ordinary in the eyes of others fell into Ling Donglai's eyes with extraordinary changes and impermanence.

Everything this man has learned is like a gift from heaven, and it is natural.

And this person himself has different views on martial arts, learning swords at the age of ten, learning Yi at the age of fifteen, and now running between heaven and earth with Chen Zhuo, everything is consummated by the changes of heaven and earth, the state of mind is high, and the harmony with heaven and earth, with heaven and earth as teachers, it is unimaginable.

Not in a hurry, Chen Zhuo pointed out.

At this point, if he only expanded the area with a point, and suddenly saw the void condensed within the reach of his fingertips, it would make the palm power pushed by Donglai also condense in it, and it would be shattered in unison.

The two of them kept running under their feet, making Donglai's hands move non-stop, hitting with loose hands, suddenly clenching fists, suddenly turning palms, arms like soft whips, fists like heavy hammers, fingers like sharp swords, no fixed way, easy to come.

Chen Zhuo smiled slightly, and those who came did not refuse, and they all replied with a finger.

One finger moves the void, and the other finger breaks ten thousand laws.

It was strange to Donglai, and the original complicated and changeable tricks have been simplified one by one.

"Good!" Chen Zhuo praised.

He stopped suddenly.

Ling Donglai was stunned and puzzled: "What? ”

Chen Zhuo exhaled a long breath and pointed behind him.

Ling Donglai turned around and looked, only to see that it was Lin'an behind him.

Unknowingly, the two have returned to the Central Plains.

Donglai also felt in a trance.

It turned out that he had been gone for several years, and he had been walking for nine years.

They have been to the boundless glaciers of the extreme south and north of the Antarctica, climbed thousands of dangerous peaks, vast snow-capped mountains, dived across the ocean, sang in the thunder, laughed wildly in the shocking waves, and walked out of a big circle in the world.

And now, it has been ten years.

Chen Zhuo smiled and said, "Since you have already Dao Fa Nature, I should also return." ”

Ling Donglai was originally indifferent, the ethereal and vulgar gas changed, and a trace of anxiety flashed on his face, he walked side by side with Chen Zhuo over the years, watching the sun, moon and stars, talking about the avenue of heaven and earth, seeing the flowers blooming and falling, and talking about everything.

And Chen Zhuo is also omniscient and omniscient, which is why he can answer every confusion in Donglai, whether it is the classics of various factions, or all kinds of strange methods from the past and present, it is simply clear.

It is precisely because of this that Donglai's perception of the world is unfettered, and his entry into the realm is amazing, and he has almost reached the state of unity between heaven and man.

But now, this confidant, who is also a teacher and friend, wants to separate from him......

Ling Donglai said: "Why is this? ”

Chen Zhuo smiled and said softly: "Heaven and earth yin and yang, gathering and dispersing life and death, is nothing more than a new beginning, you should walk out of your own way, if you can reach the peak, he will meet again one day." ”

Ling Donglai let out a long sigh, then turned calm again, and said with a smile: "Then take care!" ”

Chen Zhuo nodded, and then drifted away.

In the second half of the year, there was a person born in the rivers and lakes, who talked about the world and had no resistance, and was respected as the "supreme master".

At this time, the masters of the rivers and lakes emerged in an endless stream, and the Demon Gate was second to none with the first evil master of the Central Plains, the "bloody hand".

This person has done a lot of evil in his life, killing people and killing people, but the "Seventy-two Heavenly Demon Hands" in the Central Plains are rarely comparable to them, so the murderer is famous, and he frustrates everyone in the martial arts.

It's just that on this day, Li Gong was in a courtyard on the outskirts of Lin'an, and suddenly heard a small sound......

It is also since this day that this famous master of the Demon Gate has fled to the Central Plains since then, and he has not been able to escape.

Many years later, it was rumored that the "Supreme Grandmaster" Ling Donglai had left a sentence in the corner of Li Gongyi.

"Ling Donglai broke the seventy-two styles of the Heavenly Demon Hand of the Yin Sect, especially for Jun He."

The world shook.

Time changes, years go by, and so on.

……

Lin'an City, Yue Tomb.

The spring is cold and rainy.

An ancestral hall, half hidden under the rain, falling in the mist, there is a large plaque hanging on the door, on the four characters of the book.

"Wu Mu Jingzhong!"

There are not many pilgrims in the temple, it is relatively deserted, only the old man who guards the shrine sits quietly, looking at the wind and rain outside the eaves.

And in front of the "Yue Fei Statue", Chen Zhuo stood still for a long time.

Lao Su looked puzzled: "In the next life, are you waiting for someone?" ”

Chen Zhuo is now wearing a green robe, his demeanor is exhausted, his gas posture has changed, and he only looks like a showman who has fallen off the list, and he is down-and-out and ordinary, and there is nothing surprising.

He smiled: "Yes, I've been waiting for too long, and this person is slow to come." ”

There was a lot of wind and rain outside the temple, but with the thunder brewing on the sky, the thunder exploded, and he smiled casually: "Heh, it's here!" ”

With that, he turned and walked out.

At the same time, in the wind and rain, I saw a person coming.

This person's face is sallow as copper, his body is strange, his shoulders are broad, his body is tall and strong, but he is by no means bloated, but he is full of an extremely terrible explosive force, such as a dragon walking the sea, a tiger leaping over a mountain, walking around and stepping, the whole body is invisibly diffused with bursts of fierce aura, his eyes are as cold as a knife, there is a red mark on his eyebrows, his green shirt is stained with rain, his steps are calm, and he comes gently.

As soon as this person came, the thunder in the sky was already a masterpiece, and the rumbling sound was endless, and the sky was bright.

Chen Zhuo held an umbrella in his hand and passed by him.

However, they walked out not far away, and both of them stopped together, as if there was an indescribable invisible sense in the dark, standing in the wind and rain.

There was thunder and lightning between heaven and earth, and heavy rain was pouring down.

At the same time, the big man with a green shirt and a sallow yellow face with messy hair had slowly turned his neck and turned his head to squint.

This person's feet did not move, his shoulders did not move, only the head on his neck moved, and he was actually looking at the wolf with an eagle and a wolf, and his evil appearance was inadvertently revealed, and he was miserable.

Chen Zhuo was swept away by his gaze, and his neck was cold.

But he also made almost the same movements, the same, looking back at the wolf.

Looking at each other, the sallow man couldn't help but be stunned, and then his body below his neck slowly turned around, and a deep voice sounded faintly: "Under Chen Zhuo, dare to ask Your Excellency what to call him?" ”

Chen Zhuo sighed lightly, and he would eventually be the deity.

However, this was not the time to meet, he just waved his hand and said, "It's just a nobody." ”

Immediately stepped into the rain.

(End of chapter)