When the old man was shocked, he was also very cautious, for fear of making a mistake. He once again injected a little aura into Han Tu's body through the index finger of his right hand. The aura hovered outside Han Tu's abdomen, gradually hardening, wanting to penetrate into the dantian, but Han Tu's dantian also seemed to have a kind of power, which kept rotating and flowing in the abdomen, and gradually formed a shield, making the old man's aura unable to penetrate at all.

The old man stopped, staring at Han Tu incredulously, the young man before might have mistaken it for internal force, but how could he admit his mistake.

The energy in the body of this unattractive boy is exactly the same as the aura that he has cultivated for decades!

In this world, there are some people who are born with spiritual roots, and they can store the spiritual energy between heaven and earth in their bodies through cultivation in order to reach a higher realm. Legend has it that a true immortal cultivator can soar through the clouds and fog, control fire and water, and live forever. Mortal martial arts are not worth mentioning in their eyes, a fireball thrown over, you will be transformed into ashes, even the sword will turn into molten iron, no matter how good your martial arts are, what is the use.

There are no absolutes in everything, and ordinary people who do not have spiritual roots also have the opportunity to obtain some spiritual energy after thirty or forty years of penance, which has the effect of prolonging life, and will also improve their fists and feet when attaching spiritual energy to their hands and feet. For example, if you attach the aura to your feet, you will be able to perform more graceful steps.

This old man with a long beard has been cultivating for fifty years, but he has only gained a little aura, I am afraid that he has not even touched the door of cultivating immortals, if he dares to call himself an immortal cultivator, I am afraid that he will be laughed off by the real immortal cultivator.

Although it has not reached the level of an immortal cultivator, the effect of prolonging life is still obvious, and this old man who seems to be in his prime-old age is actually more than one hundred and ten years old.

In his early years, when he was still in his twenties, he accidentally found a cave, and there were two books hidden in the cracks of the stone wall, one was the basic technique of cultivating immortals, and the other was the art of seizing and giving up!

When he first got these two books, he always thought that they were written by some boring person, and he didn't plan to cultivate, but when he saw that the two books were gorgeously decorated, they didn't look like ordinary things, so he temporarily put them in his arms, and planned to exchange them for some silver taels when he went to the downtown area.

Later, there was an accident during a martial arts practice, and the internal force was running around in the body, which was a sign of going mad, and when he was in a coma, he suddenly remembered the two ancient books in his arms, and held the idea of a dead horse as a fire horse doctor, so he simply took out one and practiced.

He reluctantly sat on the ground, put his hands on his lap, and read silently as he watched what was written in the book, a cool feeling permeated his whole body, and the inexplicable evil fire was suppressed. He sat still, he didn't have much hope at first, but in just a few minutes, the evil fire in his body was gone, and he couldn't help but believe it. Only then did he take a closer look at the few large characters engraved on the book.

"Quiet Decision"

Since then, he has practiced this exercise every day without making any progress, but he recalls the feeling of comfort and really doesn't want to give up.

For this reason, he consulted a lot of information, and finally found the word immortal cultivator in a book that was some years old, and he also understood that he was an ordinary person without spiritual roots.

Extremely disappointed, he had to give up the cultivation of the exercises, until one time, when passing through a deep mountain, he encountered a few robbers, and he was going to be captured, but at the moment when the other party slashed at him with a knife, his hands clasped the bandit's hands like a conditioned reflex, and with a slight force, the bandit's wrist was twisted.

He looked at his hands in disbelief, just as he was in a daze, the thief's accomplice also rushed forward and slashed at him, the extremely fast movement seemed to be slow motion in his eyes at this time, and he also felt for the first time that there was an inexplicable power in his dantian, this power was very weak, but it was endless, a blue air flow like silk threads followed his eight veins of the strange meridian to his right hand, saying that it was too late and that was fast, the right hand pushed forward, and it was the thief's chest, and he could clearly feel that the thief's sternum had been sunken。

Poof, the bandit spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the person fell, and the other bandits saw that the boss was no longer good, and the trees fell and scattered, and they also fled.

Since then, he has practiced this meditation decision hard, and this practice has been fifty years! The silk thread-like aura in the dantian has also become as thick as a wicker. At this time, he was already over seventy years old, but he looked like a thirty-year-old young man without doubt, and in the next few years, he continued to study and practice hard after tasting the sweetness, but the aura in his body did not improve in the slightest.

After joining the fireworks door, with the strength of the aura, he can also be invincible without the slightest martial arts, after all, a force to break ten thousand laws, no matter how strong his opponent is, as long as he touches it, either death or injury, with this hand, he quickly sat in the position of the deputy door master, once the door master invited him to talk, but he secretly learned the art of snatching away, after using ecstasy to charm the door master, the soul left the body and wanted to take away, when his soul just entered the door master's body, a strange scene happened, the door master's body burst out in an instant, blood stained the entire room, his soul was also hit hard, three souls and seven spirits were reduced by half, he hurriedly returned to his body, which barely survived.

After the death of the master of the door, he claimed to the outside world that the master of the door had gone mad and died, and secretly got rid of the cronies of the master of the door, and when there was no more opposition in the sect, he became the master of the sect in the name of righteousness. After the real power was in his hands, he was even more unscrupulous to send disciples around to explore ways to prolong life, or to find strange people, but in a blink of an eye, ten years have passed, the effect of cultivation to prolong life has gradually weakened, and his passion has slowly disappeared, and he deeply regrets what he did back then, he will bring the families of the people who died in vain to the sect to provide them with food, clothing, shelter and transportation, and he himself promoted a young and promising deacon as the new master, but he went to the front line, was born and died, and fought for the chassis for the sect, in just ten years, the sect became one of the best factions in a hundred miles。

More than 20 years have passed in the blink of an eye, and he is already an old man in his nineties, but he looks no more than fifty or sixty years old.

He had already given up on the hopelessness of cultivation, and now that the sect was rising, it was time for him to retire. He took the initiative to apply for retirement from the second line, traveled the mountains and rivers, and occasionally found a few children who were still somewhat talented, as the successor of the sect, this life is also interesting.

In a flash, it was more than ten years, and at the age of one hundred and elten, he gradually felt that he couldn't hold on for long, and he originally planned to go on this last trip, so he returned to the sect to live in seclusion, no longer walking, and quietly waited for the last moment to come, but he didn't expect that when he was dying, God gave him such a big gift, a living immortal cultivator!

In fact, the old man also thought about it after the failure to seize the house back then, and he did everything right, and the problem was probably the master of the mortal body. It could be that his body could not withstand the souls of outsiders.

But the immortal cultivator should be fine, he is younger than himself, and his aura is only slightly weaker than himself, so he happens to be an excellent target. Thinking of this, the old man laughed greedily, and did not hide the joy in his heart.

Han Tu was taken aback by the old man, and his tears were held back. I couldn't help but ask softly, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

The old man stretched out his hand and touched Han Tu's head: "It's okay, it's okay ha, I'm just so happy, hahahahahaha!"

The young man waiting outside the door heard that the old man was so happy that he didn't dare to disturb, and stood outside the door waitingly, and after about a moment, he heard the old man shouting: "Don't leave yet?"

"Yes. ”

The young man returned to the second carriage with a shout, and shouted, "Go!"

A few more hours later, it was already evening, and they also came to the foot of the mountain where the sect was located.

When the sentry guarding the gate saw them coming back, he stepped forward, arched his hand, and said, "Welcome back, Great Elder, Senior Brother Tian." ”

"Okay, don't be polite, we are very tired from the long journey, so we went in first. ”

"Yes, yes, please come in. ”

As the big faction in charge of the four towns, in addition to the invincible Great Elder, there is another person, or a race, that has to say, that is the Tiezhen Clan, this clan must be born a boy, so it must intermarry with foreign clans. Normally, if you marry with other races, this bloodline must not be guaranteed to be pure, but no matter which girl this anvil clan marries with, it must be born with a pure bloodline.

The Tiezhen clan does not know any martial arts, but it is an indispensable part of the sect.

There is a saying in the nearby town.

This pyrotechnic pie can do without the master, but it can't do without the anvil.

This anvil refers to the Iron Clan, a race that has been passed down from generation to generation in the art of striking iron, they can beat the pig iron to the way they want, leave some grooves in the sword or spear without affecting the quality, and finally put a special flint and steel into these grooves, and the pyrotechnic sword is completed.

Others use the pyrotechnic sword as an ordinary weapon at most, or use it to make a fire, but in the pyrotechnic gate, these martial arts practitioners can use the supporting martial arts to maximize the advantages of these weapons, they can use special skills or a variety of different angles, when the sword and the opponent's weapon are in contact, let the unbreakable flint and steel contact with the opponent's blade surface, and a large number of sparks will burst out at the moment of contact. The direction of the knife is very particular, and the sparks that pop out will not affect you, but you can interfere with the other party's line of sight. This is also the secret of the fireworks door is good at using fewer enemies to do more.

Therefore, in response to that sentence, there can be no door master in this fireworks door, but there can be no anvil.