"Heart!" Ji Mingyuan thought silently in his heart.

Memorize with your heart, look with your heart, feel with your heart? Ji Mingyuan was confused, in short, write it down first, and then look back and think slowly.

Ji Mingyuan has read poetry and books since he was a child, and he can be described as a good hand at memorizing, but this kind of fairy text is jerky and difficult to understand, and it can even be said that it is not a word, and it is really difficult to memorize it. As the so-called avenue is simple, heaven and earth are one, these words are like tadpoles, without too many strokes, but what they contain is the endless rules and order of the avenue, from which you can understand everything in the world and understand its true meaning!

The one-zhang tall tadpole immortal inscription, Ji Mingyuan memorized it for two hours to finish it, and he watched it repeatedly to ensure that nothing was missed! In order to ensure that nothing was missed, Ji Mingyuan also turned around and walked to the back of the stone tablet to take a look. Seeing that there were no words behind the stele, Ji Mingyuan sat down.

Ji Mingyuan frowned, pondered for a moment, and said, "One music score! One move, one sword technique!"

What is written on this stone wall is a song, a move, and a sword trick, and the sword trick is still incomplete, not finished, incomplete, the lower left side of the stone wall is still empty rain A large area does not depict any words, and the last word is a little bit like a drop of blood.

"Yes......! It's the Lord...... Created in his later years, the sword trick has not yet been ...... Done!" the old man said, intermittently, for a long time before he finished speaking.

"Created by the Blue Emperor for ten thousand years, the immortal still has a later life?" Ji Mingyuan was puzzled.

Legend has reached the fairyland! Doesn't it mean that you can live the same life as the sky? It is almost immortal and immortal, and it is eternal and immortal, and the Qingdi also has 10,000 years? Ji Mingyuan was puzzled.

"Sneak attack by the adversary...... Hard-hitting, incurable......! Write this...... Monument!" the old man said.

Ji Mingyuan sighed, "The Qingdi generation is a hero, and the immortal power is the best in the world, but in the end, he ended up being seriously injured and dying by a sneak attack?"

After reciting all the immortal texts, Ji Mingyuan sat cross-legged and ordered something, and Ji Mingyuan closed his eyes.

His hair is hanging down, Ji Mingyuan's cheeks are delicate, his eyes are bright, his eyebrows are picturesque, his skin is like jade, elegant and handsome, exuding a strong scholarly atmosphere.

During this time, Ji Mingyuan had been fighting, his nerves were tense, and he had to be careful of being attacked all the time, and at this time he finally stretched his brows and was much refreshed.

Sitting upright, as if you have fallen asleep, the breath is smooth and natural.

The old man's eyes were faint, as if he had passed through the secret and looked over, his eyes were blurred and in a trance.

These are immortal texts, left by Emperor Fuxi Qing, the mysteries of the avenue are endless, and they are created by integrating what he has learned and felt all his life, a song, a method, and a remnant of the sword trick, in fact, the sword trick is not not finished, but it cannot be written, and it is not realized! And this is also a test for Ji Mingyuan.

This is not only a test of Ji Mingyuan's talent, but also a test of his mentality, if the talent is good, maybe he can understand one move, if he is talented, he may be able to understand two moves, and three moves are almost impossible, and if Ji Mingyuan is greedy and wants to understand the three moves, he may go mad and die, this is created by the Qingdi, how can he be in a hurry?

This is created by the true immortal, realized and felt, if it weren't for the fact that the Qing Emperor had no killing intent, otherwise Ji Mingyuan would definitely disappear a hundred miles away, and be crushed into a pool of dead blood by the terrifying breath, wiping out all vitality.

These three moves left the obsession of the Qing Emperor, and the immortal method evolved by the Qing Emperor was actually to make up for his shortcomings, and after that tragic battle, he thought he was inadequate!

It's a pity that the battle was so tragic back then, so tragic that it was unbearable, and the last moment was already full of corpses!

He still remembered that at that time, the Qingdi suddenly pushed him away, protected him behind him and smiled faintly, Haotian Tower was suspended above the nine heavens, exuding endless chaotic qi, suppressing the heaven and earth, Fu Xiqin alarmed the eternals, swept in all directions, Qinglian was under his feet, exuding endless vitality, fighting with several supreme ones, and even in the end, there was a terrible opponent hidden in the dark, and finally the Qingdi drove all the enemies away, suppressed the strongest fierce, and was also seriously injured, and was also attacked by a sneak attack, and almost died on the spot. On that day, blood spattered mountains and rivers, and the heavens and the earth were desolate, destroying all vitality.

Emperor Qing sat cross-legged in front of the stele, coughing up blood, and smiling and writing the stele like this......

"Weng !!"

Ji Mingyuan's body was for a while, and a blood-red immortal text emitting a little silver light emerged!

Like the stone stele, it exudes endless fairy light, the quaint atmosphere of the avenue, and the endless vitality and peerless murderous aura hidden in it.

"He's evolving the Lord's Immortal Method?" The old man's heart palpitated.

The dense immortal inscriptions were arranged, suspended around Ji Mingyuan, slowly rotating, exuding an aura similar to that on the stone stele, which was amazing.

The crystal ball in Ji Mingyuan's arms flew out, the Nine Heavens Ring, and the stone chessboard given by the old drunkard and Uncle Bai were suspended around Ji Mingyuan, slowly rotating, and the creation jade disc flew three feet above Ji Mingyuan's head, the jade disc was crystal clear, exuding a bright and pure brilliance, and the brilliant and colorful avenue runes flew out from the creation jade disc and spun.

The old man's eyes flickered, looking at the few things floating around Ji Mingyuan, looking at the crystal ball, looking at the wine gourd that condensed the white jade, and said in his heart, "There are a lot of good things!"

Ji Mingyuan's these things have a lot of origins, if you have eyesight, you will find that these things are invaluable, none of them are useless, even if they reach a very high level, they can still be used!

Suddenly, the breeze beside Ji Mingyuan flowed around, protecting Ji Mingyuan in it.

"Bubbling !!"

The big yellow wine gourd was raised high, the crystal clear wine was sprinkled, and the refreshing aroma of wine wafted in! It was scattered for thousands of miles! It made people's hearts tremble.

"You!" the old man was shocked, his eyes widened, and the endless murderous aura surged in an instant, sweeping thousands of miles, and the evil aura was monstrous!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him!

"Don't be impatient!" an old and faint laugh dressed old, his voice was hearty and free, with a lazy wave, and with a wave of his robe, all the terrifying aura and visions were swept away.

"You...... Yes?" The old man was shocked, and then looked at the person with a vigilant face, he didn't expect this person to be so powerful, and he raised his hand and waved away his murderous aura.

"Wine Sword Fairy!" said with a smile, it turned out to be an old drunkard.

If Ji Mingyuan wakes up, he will definitely be very happy.

"Yes...... You!" the old man was shocked, his eyes were like torches, and he stared at the old drunkard without stopping.

The old drunkard held the wine jug in his hand, his white clothes were loose, and he looked at the Haotian Pagoda in front of him lightly and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, it turned out to be here." ”

"Former ...... "The old man said in a low voice, he actually called the old drunkard senior? He is a dignified person of the imperial dynasty, and his age is terrifying, and he actually calls a dead drunkard who drinks all day in the little Luoqiu City a senior? If he said it, how many people would be shocked?

The old drunkard looked around, his eyes were deep, shining in all directions, sweeping the entire ancient realm, everything was hidden, and sighed, "I see, no wonder you didn't ask for help back then, it turned out that someone had been planning for a long time and arranged this barrier to isolate everything!"

The old man was in a low mood when he heard this, just as the old drunkard said, an important reason why their clan was almost wiped out directly was because of this ancient enchantment, which isolated heaven and earth, time, time and space, and even if they wanted to, they couldn't escape!

The old drunkard's eyes finally shone thousands of miles away and saw the end of the ancient world!

There was a grave one zhang high, and there was a large pile of small stones pressed on the soil to prevent it from falling off! There was a tablet in front of the grave! There was no word on it! In front of the monument was a long harp, and the strings had long been broken......

The old drunkard sighed, retracted his gaze, and said, "Are there any ancestors left in your ancestral land?"

"Yes, I don't know...... Whether...... It's alive!" the old man said in a low voice.

Their ancestral land is not here, millions of miles away, their ancestral land is isolated from the world, and there are still some people alive, but now that so many eras have passed, God knows if they have been exterminated by the people at that time, whether they have disappeared in the long river of time.

The old drunkard's wine jug is sprinkled, there is a crystal clear wine sprinkled on the old man, the wine is crystal clear, at this time it is colorful, colorful, every drop of wine seems to contain a world in general, with endless vitality.

The wine penetrated into the old man's body, and his spirit and spirit were much better, his body was not so dry and flat, and he had a lot more vitality.

"Thank you...... Senior!" the old man said, his eyes were much more energetic, and his voice was much smoother.

"I slaughtered this beast for you?" The old drunkard took a sip of wine and said lightly.

"Knock Knock Knock !!"

The lower level trembled slightly, and the sound of stones being knocked was heard.

"Oh! it's quite fierce!" the old drunkard looked down, grinned, didn't care, a little playful, moved gently, and the earth settled down.

The old drunkard laughed and said, "If you could still howl a few times in front of me back then, can you be careful of the old man, I will dig you out and roast you!"

The old drunkard looked at the ground and laughed heartily.

"Thank you...... Good intentions!" said the old man, not asking the old drunkard to help.

He naturally knew that the old drunkard had that strength, but this was his great enemy, and he wanted to solve it himself.

The old drunkard smiled, didn't say anything, and as soon as the wine gourd was scattered, the wine flew into the air and disappeared into the world.

"Thank you, senior!" the old man said inexplicably!

There is a lot of spiritual power between heaven and earth, and some enchantments are much harder, and they are no longer so bland.

"You're welcome!Our kid has also made a lot of money from you, and the courtesy is still exchanged!" the old drunkard smiled, and finally looked at the creation jade disc on Ji Mingyuan's head, smiled happily, and walked over.

"He's ...... Your disciple?" The visitor was stunned, moved for the first time, opened his eyes, and moved his withered head to look at it.

His every move would have taken a lot of energy, and if it hadn't been for the old drunkard's action, he might have to squeeze himself dry in the end to kill an old thing.

The old drunkard smiled and said, "Master, don't you dare to be it, this kid has always called it that!"

Although he bluntly said that he wanted to hand over his sword technique, but in the end he still didn't pay it, although Ji Mingyuan kept calling him master, but he never handed him any tactics, more people are the reason to be a man.

"Silly boy, have you suffered?" The old drunkard sat directly on his butt and sat next to Ji Mingyuan and said. Looking at Ji Mingyuan's tattered clothes, he shook his head helplessly.

Ji Mingyuan is soft-hearted and unwilling to kill, he has been like this since he was a child, and he feels guilty when he eats a chicken, but fortunately, the old drunkard patiently guides him not to do so.

Now when he goes out, he has compassion for those who want to kill him, and the old drunkard knows that Ji Mingyuan is very strong, and there are very few people in the same generation who can kill Ji Mingyuan.

The old drunkard's suddenly mixed eyes flashed a hint of brilliance, smiled slightly, and waved his robe......