After Luo Ting's duel with Nameless failed, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain reappeared, and Luo Ting stayed in the three-star cave of the slanting moon as a bystander outsider.

I came in a hurry before, just to see that the Eastern Emperor Haotian God hadn't taken a good look at this square inch mountain.

Luo Ting glanced at the thirty Eastern Emperor disciples, still with contempt on his face, and said to them: "You wait for me, let me fight them one by one!"

Luo Ting loses and does not lose the battle, even if he loses to Nameless in the sword match, it is not the overall strength that he loses, his own attitude must still be tough, and he can't let these old guys who survived from ancient times be flattened.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is not too big, surrounded by the ocean, Luo Ting does not know how to use spiritual power, and it is only half a day to visit the entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

"Fangcun Mountain, worthy of being a square inch of land. Luo Ting couldn't help but admire the beautiful scenery of this mountain, the mountain is not big but the mountains are beautiful, the forest foothills are deep, the thousands of peaks are open, and the screen is open.

Luo Ting was picking some wild fruits when he suddenly heard someone talking and singing.

Luo Ting smiled when he heard it, he was familiar with this song, it was the woodcutter he saw half a day ago, Luo Ting followed the voice and appeared in front of the person.

When the woodcutter saw the visitor, he instantly laughed, "Young man, do you see the immortals?"

Luo Ting opened his mouth and smiled: "The immortals have already seen it, and they have seen two of them. ”

The woodcutter put down his burden and said suspiciously: "Two immortals, there should be only one, I have lived in the mountains for so many years, and I have also seen that immortal, there are sixty disciples under the immortal seat, two immortals, but I have never seen the second immortal." ”

Luo Ting smiled mysteriously, pointed at the woodcutter with a finger and smiled: "Isn't the predecessor the second immortal?"

When the woodcutter heard this, he paused for a moment, but then reacted and shook his head, "Young man, you misunderstood, how could I be an immortal." ”

Luo Ting sang in the woodcutter's tone: "Watching chess is rotten, logging Dingding, Yunbian Gukou Xu Xing, selling salary and wine, laughing wildly and cultivating himself." The autumn is high, and the pine roots of the moon pillow are bright. Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and break the withered vine with an axe.

Harvest into a load, in the song market, easy rice three liters. There is no competition, the price is mediocre, there will be no clever calculations, no honor and disgrace, and tranquility will prolong life. Everywhere they meet, they are not immortals, they are Taoists, and they sit quietly and talk about "Yellow Court". ”

"In this little poem, the whole text is talking about immortals, talking about immortals, what is it if the predecessors are not immortals?"

The woodcutter laughed when he heard it, and only after a while did he come to his senses, "Young man, you see that I am coarse and linen, ordinary, living by chopping wood every day, how can I be an immortal, this little word is that the immortals in the three-star cave see that I work hard every day, and the trivial things are constant, and they specially teach me, so that I always remember, one is to relax, and the other is to solve difficulties, so I often put it on my lips to make you misunderstand." ”

Luo Ting shook his head with a smile and said: "The younger generation heard that there is a powerful magic power that is very powerful, his body is thousands of miles away, but there is a clone in the downtown area, the doppelganger may not know that he is a powerful doppelganger, but he is no different from ordinary people, birth, old age, sickness and death, marrying a wife and having children, I think you are the predecessor of His Majesty the Eastern Emperor!"

The woodcutter's face did not change, and his eyes were full of sincerity, "Young man, what's wrong with you?

"The doppelganger looks at the red dust and sharpens the ontological Dao heart, this kind of practice has only been heard but never seen, today to see it or broaden his eyes, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven still don't hide his identity anymore. ”

The woodcutter sighed and said helplessly: "I am me, I am not the Emperor of the East, I am not the Emperor of Heaven, just me." ”

"But if there is no Eastern Emperor, there is no Heavenly Emperor, and there is no you. ”

The woodcutter smiled helplessly, and then changed his appearance, which was the appearance of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, but he was still wearing coarse linen clothes and a worn-out axe pinned to his waist.

"Sure enough, it's His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven. Luo Ting leaned over and bowed.

"I'm not the Emperor of Heaven, I'm just a woodcutter. ”

Luo Ting asked puzzledly, "You are obviously ......"

The woodcutter interrupted him and said: "This Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, this three-star cave of the oblique moon, in fact, are all transformed by my state of mind, not real, nothing here is real, what you guess is both right and wrong, I don't need to watch the red dust to temper the Dao heart, my heart is the heart of heaven." ”

Luo Ting smiled embarrassedly, my heart is the heart of heaven, and only this kind of creation god can say this.

"Back then, against the extraterritorial evils, I used the Eastern Emperor Bell to protect hundreds of millions of living beings, but my body fell, leaving only a wisp of divine consciousness in the Eastern Emperor Bell, so I can still talk to you now, in fact, it is the credit of the Eastern Emperor Bell. ”

"For 10,000 years, I have been a little bored in this sea, so I have split up all kinds of people to relieve my boredom, not only the woodcutter you see, but also my sixty disciples and two boys, all of whom have been transformed by my Dao heart as companions who usually talk to me. ”

Luo Ting praised sincerely: "Compared to His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, the cultivation I am proud of seems to be a little insignificant, and I still can't do the Tao of Doppelganger. ”

"The so-called doppelganger view of the Tao sounds like a kind of great supernatural power, of course, in terms of the essence of the supernatural power, it is indeed a great supernatural power, but the cultivation avenue needs to use this kind of supernatural power, which also shows that his own talent is dull, so many people choose Hongchen to enter the Dao, it is not desirable, it is not advisable!"

Luo Ting was embarrassed, there was a person beside him who had used this kind of supernatural power to view the Tao, and he was still observing the Tao, that person was his seventh senior brother Sima, Sima wanted to enter the Tao with red dust, but he had not succeeded so far, nor had he broken through the Ten Realms, it turned out that in the eyes of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, the seventh senior brother was so talented that he was stupid and could not do the Tao.

"Your talent is very good, I also value you very much, the evil invasion has nothing to do with you, but you dare to be the first in the world, looking for the supreme artifact alone, I appreciate this kind of responsibility, but whether you can get the Eastern Emperor Bell depends on your own efforts. ”

"The younger generation must keep it in mind. As soon as Luo Ting's words fell, the woodcutter returned to his original appearance, as if he had forgotten something, and smiled at Luo Ting: "Young man, what are you doing here?"

Luo Ting smiled slightly, "Don't do much." ”

He understood the original intention of the Eastern Emperor Haotian God, the thirty ancient powerhouses, the disciples under the Eastern Emperor's throne, were all transformed by the Eastern Emperor, and the Eastern Emperor helped Luo Ting consolidate the realm, so that Luo Ting could feel the magic power and the law of the sword ten thousand years ago, which was also the opportunity for the Eastern Emperor Haotian God to send him.

Luo Ting turned his back and stood with his hands in his hands, there are hundreds of avenues in the world, how can there be avenues that I can't learn?

An iron sword appeared in Luo Ting's hand, the material was ordinary, the whole body was snow-white, and the blade of the sword was already a little dull.

"Back then, the second senior brother asked me to practice swordsmanship, I didn't want to, it was because it was too troublesome to cultivate a natal flying sword in my body, I was not a kendo seed, I couldn't be born with a natal flying sword, it was too embarrassing for me to accommodate the purple electric green frost into the qi mansion, the pain of deboning was really unbearable, but now if I want to get the Donghuang Bell, I must practice the second avenue, since I want to practice the avenue, then go and learn the strongest acquired avenue. ”

Luo Ting threw the iron sword high into the air and left in style, sitting on the sea of clouds.

Luo Ting, who was sitting on the sea of clouds, purple lightning crossed his knees, since he wanted to use a foreign object as his natal flying sword, the material was very important.

The second senior brother is not a kendo seed, his natal flying sword is a divine sword called "Leaving the Dead", and the best sword in the heavenly capital is the Divine Sword Leaving the Dust, followed by the Leaving the Dead.

Luo Ting had never seen the scene of the second senior brother refining and leaving the corpse and accommodating the qi mansion, but later he heard the senior sister say that when the second senior brother would leave the corpse and contain the qi mansion, the heavens and the earth shook, and then the second senior brother returned with a sword, covered in blood, and the whole person was like a bloody person.

Luo Ting once tried to refine purple electricity once, when he was only thirteen years old, the pain was unbearable, leaving a childhood shadow, now he is no longer that ignorant age, I think I should be able to withstand the pain of this divine sword entering the body.

Luo Ting stared at the purple electricity for a long time, and after half an hour, he finally made up his mind and began to incorporate the purple electricity into his body.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed suddenly, the original sky was clear, the sudden dark clouds were rolling, the thunder was raging, stretching for thousands of miles, and the sea was full of wind and waves, jumping thousands of feet high.

Luo Ting locked his heart, a purple light sword in his chest and abdomen was struggling to enter his body, and the huge pain made Luo Ting exhale in pain, but at this moment he was still enduring it, if he couldn't accommodate the purple electricity into the Qi Mansion, he would not be able to enter the sword path, at this time, time was pressing, and it was really too late to practice other avenues.

At the same time, dozens of people in Jiang Feng's vein, who were far away on Buzhou Mountain, all looked up at the sky, and the sky was still shining with warm sun, but they stared at the air for a long time, as if they saw something strange.

The long swords of Yue Changhe and Sunset Mountain were automatically unsheathed, and their feelings were especially strong compared to others.

The Sect Master of the Vast Sword Sect of the Xuanjie Realm in the north felt the flow of sword qi between heaven and earth, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart: "Could it be that there is another great sword immortal between heaven and earth?"

In the waters of the Western Sea, there was a handsome man who was swimming in the wind, and suddenly he stopped, and the long sword behind him was automatically unsheathed.

"No matter who is promoted to the Great Sword Immortal, I, Yun Qingchuan, must be in the field. Immediately, the long sword, the sword turned into a clear wind and dissipated between heaven and earth.

Three days and two nights later, Luo Ting sat on the sea of clouds covered in blood, panting heavily, the previous blood had coagulated into a blood scab and dried up and attached to his body, emitting a foul smell himself.

Luo Ting looked at his current appearance and couldn't help but scold: "The shadow of childhood has become the shadow of adulthood, but fortunately, I finally succeeded, and from now on I can be regarded as a sword cultivator." ”