"The master I am looking for must be someone who can withstand the will of this world, even if the spirit of the old man dies, one day in the future, he will be able to use the mountains and rivers to open up a real real world."

Standing on the top of the mountain, the old man slowly turned around, looked at everyone and said:

"If it was placed in the past, people with a low realm like you would not be qualified to inherit the Shanhe Society Diagram at all, but now you have a chance, as long as you pass the test of the old man."

"What is the test?"

Xue Zhongjing asked impatiently, looking at this world, the excitement and greed in his expression were almost impossible to hide.

He admits that his vision is still short-sighted.

Originally, I just thought that it would be enough to win the inheritance here, be able to run rampant in the North County, and make some fame in the Xuan Domain, but I didn't expect to encounter such a chance again.

As long as you can get this map of mountains and rivers, you may one day, you can also become an existence comparable to the way of heaven!

How much benefit does having a small world of his own have for his cultivation, Xue Zhongjing was about to faint happily just thinking about it, completely forgetting the fact that this mountain and river society map was not his.

"It's very simple, you just need to pick up the pen in front of you and do everything you can to leave a mark on this space."

The spirit of the Shanhe Society said, with a wave of his big hand, four big brushes suddenly appeared in front of everyone, dipped in pale golden ink, held by the clouds and mist, very heavy.

"This thing is called the Pen of the Great Dao, made of 90,000 manes, harder than meteoric iron, and engraved with sigils."

"What you have to do is to use this pen to improve the rules of the Great Dao in this space, and I will tell you how to write it, but if you are in a low realm, you are not required to carve a complete Great Dao."

"Among you, as long as you can leave even a trace or a mark in this space, you will be eligible to inherit the map of the mountains and rivers, if not, then leave by yourself, let the old man be here for thousands of years, waiting for the next destined person to appear."

The old man sighed and said, reached out and picked up a pen, concentrated, turned ink into gold, and carved a slash in the space, and the tail was raised fiercely, and the ink sputtered a perfect arc in the space, which can be described as a pen walking dragon snake.

Then, a dazzling golden light lit up on the slash just written, and I saw that the space in front of everyone's eyes suddenly appeared densely with countless golden lights, and the air of the whole world was floating everywhere with that complex and amazing brushstroke.

"That's it...... Boulevard? ”

Everyone looked shocked, Ji Ning raised his hand and muttered to himself, trying to hold one or two of the runes, but he suddenly withdrew his hand at the moment of touching, and the corners of his mouth were staggering.

These Great Dao marks were as hot as red-hot iron, but fortunately he didn't hold them directly just now, and just took them back after getting closer.

But even so, Ji Ning's palm still left a deep imprint.

And as the sigil carved by the old man of the machine spirit completely integrated into the space, the golden light in the sky slowly disappeared.

So this world, there seems to be a slight change in the dark, the rain in a certain corner suddenly became abundant, Ji Ning and the others standing on the top of the mountain felt that the world seemed to have changed something, but it didn't seem to have changed.

The old man withdrew his hand and muttered:

"The three thousand avenues are as bright as the stars, and what I have depicted is just a chaotic part of the rules of the complete avenues, for thousands of years, they seem to have supported this world, and they are only a little bit close to really functioning, but in fact they are not a little bit worse."

"I don't expect any of you to comprehend the mystery of this at once, I just hope that in my lifetime, I can meet a descendant who can control the pen of this avenue, even if he has a low realm, it is good to hand over the inheritance of my body to him, even if he does not create a new world in the end, it can be regarded as the end of a wish."

While the old man was muttering to himself, Xue Zhongjing couldn't wait to hold the pen, learn the posture of the instrument, concentrate on it, and try to leave an imprint in the space.

However, no matter how he swung his pen and condensed his aura, his face turned red, he couldn't leave even a tiny mark in the space.

The golden ink on the brush of the avenue, sprinkled with water, all dripped into the space and disappeared without a trace.

Zhen Xixi also raised the pen of the avenue and began to try.

Her strength is very small, so the action of picking up the pen alone is very difficult, and the not slender wrists are stacked in pairs to be able to lift the pen of the Great Dao, and the result is naturally the same as Xue Zhongjing.

Seeing this scene, the old man sighed helplessly.

The matter of burning the Great Dao is related to the realm, but it is not closed.

Cultivators with a high realm have already seen the vastness of heaven and earth, perceived and even mastered the Great Dao, and are very familiar with that kind of mysterious power, so they naturally know how to control it and can leave a mark.

But that's not enough.

And people with low realms, because they have not been in contact with the Great Dao, are like the mortal scholars who participated in the imperial examination before they fought against each other in front of the emperor without learning the Six Arts Sutra, and when Xue Zhongjing and Zhen Xixi picked up the pen, they completely forgot what they should do.

Xue Zhongjing scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, the aura in his body was surging, and he couldn't wait to condense his own strokes in the space.

He carefully recalled the movements of the old man.

He clearly remembered that the old man of the machine spirit simply drew a stroke in the space, and his movements were not muddy and watery at all, he remembered it at a glance, but at this moment he completely forgot it, the so-called forgetting to write with a pen may be like this.

The old man sighed, these two people seemed to have no chance, so they turned their eyes to Ji Ning and Qi Lan.

He paid particular attention to Ji Ning.

This young man was the first to discover the extraordinary map of the Mountains and Rivers Society, and when others were still choosing among the rest of the treasures, it was Ji Ning who pointed his finger at him.

And for some reason, he still vaguely sensed a little bit of the smell of old people in Ji Ning's body.

Perhaps it was a delusion, but his deceased, no matter who he was, had been dead for thousands of years, and it was impossible to leave any heirs, and the so-called sense of deceased might just be an illusion caused by his absence from the world for too long.

But, what if?

Ji Ning's aura did seem to be mixed with a trace of unusual aura, but he couldn't make out what it was.

While thinking about it, Ji Ning had already opened his hand.

As soon as he grasped the brush, he felt the heavy force, and his body almost stumbled, but fortunately he clenched it in time.

Seeing Ji Ning grasp the brush with one hand, the old man and Xue Zhongjing were a little surprised at the same time.

And what happened next made the eyes of both widen.

I saw Ji Ning grabbing the brush, but he didn't condense the aura.

The young man's face was calm, and he compared the brush to a sword, and slashed at the air in front of him, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Yes, he was practicing swords.

I still remember that when Miss Ye Yu was in Xiushan, she taught him the swordsmanship of the wood, and helped him kill the monster alone for the first time, and the power was so strong that he still remembers it vividly.

It's just that after Ye Yu left, he didn't have a sword to practice.

Originally, he thought that he would find a blacksmith in the town to forge a handful when he left Xiushan, but he didn't expect to be sealed by the peak again, until now, he hasn't practiced for a long time, and he is about to forget this swordsmanship.

Ji Ning's expression was serious, he clenched the brush in his hand, and there was a gust of wind in the space, and a compelling cold air emanated from his hard mane, his speed became faster and faster, and his technique became more and more skilled.

It wasn't until the end that three beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from Ji Ning's head one after another, and he stopped.

"If it can be lighter and longer, maybe it can be a handy weapon."

Ji Ning smiled with satisfaction, sighed lightly, and put the Dao brush in his hand back in its place.

This move made the spirit of the Shanhe Society Jitu stunned, and he couldn't help asking:

"What are you doing?"

"Even if you know that you don't have a chance, such a big opportunity is in front of you, don't you want to try, why give up on yourself?"

When Ji Ning heard this, he knew that the other party had misunderstood, so he waved his hand and chuckled:

"Don't hide it from my predecessors, long before I entered here, I had an agreement with my friends that I will not take all the treasures and magic weapons here, and the same is true of this mountain and river society map, even if I have the ability to leave an engraved, I will not take it."

"What's more, I don't have the same ambition as my predecessors, even if I have the Mountains and Rivers Society Map, I will most likely only use him as a normal magic weapon, or even directly as a place for space storage."

"I won't inherit your mantle and invest a lot of time in repairing this world avenue as my predecessors thought, so I simply don't try, so as not to cause trouble to everyone."

Ji Ning smiled and arched his hand, and explained plainly.

The old man who was listening to the instrument spirit nodded slightly when he heard this.

Horses of courses.

The Mountains and Rivers Society Diagram was originally a partial functional magic weapon, and when used by ordinary people, it could easily change the terrain to create a terrain that was favorable to one's own side for combat, and even the formations laid by the enemy in a space could be incorporated into the mountains and rivers and become waste.

Most of his previous masters also used him in this way, and some of them had reached a terrifying state and had a great chance to help him fulfill his long-cherished wish, but none of them were willing to waste time on this kind of "meaningless" place.

"Your idea is not wrong, if you go back a few years, maybe you and I can really have some fate, but it's a pity, now that I'm very old, I can only save my strength by sleeping, and I only have one last chance."

The old man sighed faintly, after fighting for so many days and stepping on many mountains and rivers, it is normal for him to have some selfishness now.

I just don't know if I can be satisfied.

If none of the four Ji Ning met the requirements and left a Great Dao Mark in this space, then he would fall into a deep sleep again.

Whether this sleep will die in a million years or forever is unknown.

In short, his last life, in his twilight years, will not go with a person casually.

So he set his sights on Qi Lan, the last one who didn't try.

This young man, from the very beginning when he made a demonstration, he looked extremely seriously, and after that, the Space Avenue sigil appeared, and he also carefully observed them one by one, and did not skip them roughly like others, but carefully studied the meaning.

Although Qi Lan didn't decipher any of the meanings, in the dark, he seemed to feel that he had read something.

The avenue he read was a word for "man."

What is Human?

Joy, anger, joy, sorrow, greed, hatred, and satisfaction, good and evil are intertwined, complex and changeable animals, and now they have become the dominant continent, and they can glimpse the existence of the Heavenly Dao trying to live forever.

Although there are only a few strokes to write a person's character, it is not possible to simply include so many complex factors mentioned earlier.

Qi Lan also knew very well that it was impossible to complete the glyph with his own strength, and he would definitely not be able to do what the old man had not been able to do for so many years, so he set his sights on other places.

This scene fell in the eyes of the old man, and then his eyes lit up.

This young man is actually choosing!

"You know how to read this!?"