Although this voice was soft, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, bursting in Chen Xian's heart.

"You ......" he was stunned, his expression complicated, "you really have a ...... of vision"

Have a fart eye!

When he first arrived, although he didn't know what the academy was and what it had to do with Confucianism, he understood one thing: Master respected him as the master of the world, and it was not easy to inherit his mantle and take charge of Confucianism.

Even he didn't dare to imagine that one day, he would be able to turn over and set foot on the pinnacle of martial arts. Who gave the mystery man the confidence that he could meet this ridiculously difficult condition?

Seeing this, Chen Yu said curiously, "Brother, what did he ask you to do?"

The monk stared at him, wondering what the mysterious man had said, which made him react so violently.

The mysterious man's smile grew, "How about it, do you dare to try?"

Chen Xian didn't think twice, "Try it!"

Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood, the most important thing is to save your life, no matter how big the waves will be in the future. What academy is not a academy, hehe, when Lao Tzu slips to the edge of the sky, even if he breaks the contract, what can you do to me?

"Deal!"

The mysterious man continued to transmit the voice and pointed: "The method of killing the little bald donkey is very simple, but you are still in the dark. In the palm of your left palm, there is actually something hidden......"

Chen Xian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but raise his left hand to take a closer look, but he didn't see anything abnormal.

"You can't call it something either, to be exact, it's become a part of your body. You don't know how to practice luck, and you can't reach out and clap your hands, don't you?"

Chen Xian's eyes were slightly condensed, figuring out the meaning of this sentence.

Newborn babies are ignorant and can grasp and suck milk before learning to eat with chopsticks, because hands and mouths are part of the body, which is his physiological function and innate.

The same is true.

Chen Xian didn't know how to practice and couldn't run any exercises, and it didn't matter, because the thing he wanted to use was his own body organ, and it had nothing to do with true qi.

As long as he can control his body and act according to his will, this is enough.

Having said that, what kind of ability is it to rely on cultivation? The real awesome boss, with a flick of his fingers, Ping A can be used every second!

"What do you mean? Why can't I see it?"

There was another question, which he didn't say.

My own body, of course, is most familiar to me. I can't even notice it, you just met me, how do you know that something is hidden in the palm of your hand?

The doubts were fleeting, and at the critical moment, he couldn't think too much about it.

The mysterious man said secretly, "Now, I'll teach you to wake it up." Close your eyes, stretch out your left hand, and if I pronounce a sentence, you will shout it along, and shout it out loud!"

Chen Xian nodded and closed his eyes, his expression solemn, and his left hand was facing the monk.

"Heaven and earth are unkind!"

"Heaven and earth are unkind!"

He shouted loudly and resounded throughout the temple.

"I am in charge of this pearl, and I am willing to rely on my own strength!"

"Destroy the mountains and swallow the sea!"

"Subdue demons, subdue demons!"

"Kill the gods, punish the saints!"

"Open the earth, open the sky!"

As soon as the word "destroy" came out, a few bright yellow beams of light appeared between his palms, like the morning sun of the dawn in the east, bright and soft, not dazzling, making people feel warm.

The monk was shocked, his face turned pale, and he quickly turned around.

Chen Xian obviously didn't know how to practice, but he used his magic power, how could he not be shocked. He clearly realized that the mysterious man's guidance had worked, and if he hesitated for a moment, he was afraid that the game would really be over!

"How so!"

Frightened, he rushed out of the temple, but it was too late.

At the last moment, Chen Xian raised his eyebrows and roared, murderous and awe-inspiring, and the two words burst out from between his lips and teeth.

"Demon Suppression!"

His left palm trembled slightly, the brilliance was brilliant, and ten thousand golden rays of light suddenly burst out, like a substance, unstoppable, only in an instant, it penetrated the dark night ahead.

Confucius Temple shines brightly!

In front of this terrifying golden light that engulfed the heavens and the earth, the monk's body appeared thin and vulnerable. He stepped out of the threshold with his front foot, and before he could react, he was swallowed by the golden light and disappeared.

He didn't understand until he died, what was going on.

The power of the awakening of the thing in Chen Xian's palm is terrifying!

The light in the temple is so strong that it is beyond the direct eye of the naked eye, and no one can see clearly what is happening in the light.

Chen Yu fell backwards, fainting unconscious.

Chen Xian's chanting was not over yet, and the light was intensifying, and it was far from the limit. The demon is just the beginning, he also wants to kill the gods and punish the saints, and open the earth and open the sky!

After a while, after he finished reciting the vow, he felt that his body was empty, as if he had been squeezed dry, and he was more tired than ever.

"How do you know ......"

He was exhausted, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground in a coma.

The corner was silent, and the mysterious man did not answer his question. Perhaps, he is gone.

The wind and rain outside dissipated, the golden light receded, and the Confucius Temple reintegrated into the night.

In Chen Xian's left palm, a bright yellow bead is inlaid in it, about the size of a pebble, transparent and round, containing infinite vitality and full of spirituality.

In the dark, the soft light flows.

Like the stars beyond the sky.

It's like the eyes of the night.

......

......

This night, Chen Xian slept peacefully.

At sunset, he woke up from a deep sleep and rubbed his eyes, feeling like he was in a different world.

Mystery Man, Oath, Orb......

The situation of last night was reflected in his mind, and it was clearly clear, but he felt that it was too unreal.

Why is there a bead hidden in the palm of his hand? Could it be that his background is unusual, but he actually has a noble bloodline?

"Well, the online text routines are all like this: after the protagonist crosses, his identity is ordinary at first, and then he gradually discovers that he is actually the heir of a certain powerful person left in the mortal world, and there is a very deep origin behind it!"

Although this kind of plot is bloody, it can reasonably explain why the protagonists are so talented. After all, dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and it is too difficult for passers-by to give birth to peerless geniuses.

The real origin of the host is not shallow, so there is a hidden mystery in the palm of the hand, which is the most logical possibility.

Thinking of this, Chen Xian sat up and looked around, "Yu'er, I have something to ask you." ”

He wants to talk to his sister, and maybe he can find clues.

However, the temple was empty, and Chen Yu was nowhere to be seen.

"Fish, Fish......"

He screamed several times, but there was no answer, and then he realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly got up and looked around.

Although it has been less than twenty-four hours since he crossed over, he will not immediately cultivate a strong brother-sister relationship with Chen Yu, but he also does not want to be a mourning star, and he will get rid of his relatives as soon as he is born.

"Fish, if you play hide and seek, my brother will give birth to ......"

The word "qi" didn't come out, he stopped abruptly, and his eyes were fixed on the grass nest where his sister slept.

There was a booklet in the grass nest, Chen Xian bent down to get it, and found that there was still a note, and the handwriting was neat and powerful. Fortunately, the characters of this world are very similar to traditional Chinese characters, and he can barely make out them.

"Your sister and I raise it, waiting for the good news. ”

He was stunned at first, and then his face changed drastically, "Your sister!"

With his intelligence, it is not difficult to guess that this should be a message from a mysterious person.

The so-called "waiting for good news" refers to letting him go to the academy to practice and try to get the inheritance of the master. The mysterious man's intention is obvious, this is to threaten him, if he dares to break his promise, he will tear Chen Yu up the ticket!

The mysterious man is scheming, and when he negotiated the terms with him, he was already determined to win, and came up with a poisonous plan to kidnap the hostages and coerce him to comply.

This is the price of seeking the skin of a tiger.

Chen Xian's eyes were cold, he tore up the note, and when he looked at the booklet again, he found that there was another sentence written on it, "I said, this matter is not bad for you." ”

Entering that academy to practice, becoming a disciple of Confucianism, and even inheriting the mantle of the master is a lifelong dream of countless people.

It seems that the other party just set a big goal for him, and it seems that he has no intention of murder. However, forcing a Buddhist teenager with excessive saltiness to climb the highest peak in the world is unreliable no matter how you look at it.