Qingxuan Realm.

One of the Seventeen Kingdoms.

Stone Territory.

"Who the hell is it!"

Lin Xianbai looked at the "empty" city in front of him, and couldn't help but tremble, his face was full of horror and anger.

There was not a sound in the huge city in front of him, and everything was silent. It is said to be an "empty" city because there are no living people here, only countless dried corpses lying on the ground.

Lin Xianbai stepped forward and looked at these corpses, and could even see the fear of life on their faces.

It's a

Dead City!

He rushed in and searched for survivors, but returned half an hour later, looking dejected.

No.

All dead.

"Demon-Xiu!"

Lin Xianbai looked angry, gritted his teeth, and these two words popped out from between his teeth.

There was not a trace of blood on the ground, but there was not a trace of blood left in these dead corpses, and all of them turned into dried corpses!

There are only warriors in this world.

And the cultivation method of a martial artist is too simple, pure physical strength, and he can't even use spells, how can he have the ability to cause such a death.

And this world has been explored by him for the past few days, and there is no existence of enlightened demon beasts.

Since this is the case, it can only be a demon cultivator from the Xuanqing Continent!

"Demon cultivator........ Bastard!"

Lin Xian's white brows tightened.

These days, he has been deliberately revealing his identity and whereabouts, but he still hasn't found a single demon cultivator.

He searched for so many days, but he couldn't find a single trace of the demon cultivator, as if they had never been there.

However, the tragic situation in front of him clearly told him that the demon cultivator was here, and it was still poisoning the many human races in the Qingxuan Cave Heaven!

Lin Xianbai sat down cross-legged on the spot, pinched the law, and his whole body was running brightly, and he was magnificent.

He was trying to search for the breath of the man who had slaughtered the city.

Half ringing.

"Bang!"

Lin Xianbai angrily hammered the ground beside him, making cracks one after another, and making a loud noise.

How could it be.......

Not a breath was left!

He drew the long sword at his waist, threw it into the air, and then stood up, his figure instantly rising from the ground, turning into a sword rainbow and flying into the distance.

He was going to continue his search for the Demon Cultivator.

And then

Kill them!

.............

Qingxuan Realm.

At the foot of an unnamed mountain.

There is a crystal clear lake with countless fish swimming in it.

Here, a young man and an old man each sit on a boulder and fish.

The young man looks dignified, but there is a trace of sorrow between his eyebrows.

He is Yang Hao.

The reason why this place is said to be a nameless mountain is because Yang Hao doesn't know where this place is.

He had been here since he teleported to this Qingxuan Cave Heaven, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw this old man.

But these days have passed, but there is no information from Qingxuan Cave Heaven to him, as his master Duanmu Ming said.

He still didn't know what the method of obtaining the origin of the world was, and he didn't know what the situation was in the Qingxuan Cave Heaven now.

He was puzzled and wanted to leave the place in search of answers.

But he didn't dare.

Yes, don't dare.

The reason is also very simple.

The old man won't let it.

Yang Hao is very confident in himself, so confident that he dares to let go even in the face of a Jindan period monk!

Even he was seventy percent sure that he would get out of the way.

But......

Thinking of this, he looked at the old man beside him who was concentrating on fishing, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Shizun once said that there would be no Jindan monks in the Qingxuan Cave Heaven, but this one in front of him could not be compared to Jindan?

In the face of this old man, he didn't even have the courage to fight, or even the courage to cast a spell at him.

Facing this old man, he didn't know why, he felt that the pressure on Duanmu Ming was not so great.

It's not that he didn't try to leave, but every time he left the distance of the old man's kilometer, he would take another step and instantly return to the old man's side.

As long as the old man glanced at him lightly, the mana in his body would be frozen and stagnant.

"What are you thinking?" said the old man, staring at the lake.

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, plucked up his courage and said, "Senior, I want to leave here, I ....... I still have something to do. ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "I have something to do, what is more important than what I do with the old man." ”

"What I did with you ......" Yang Hao was speechless for a while.

"Senior, I've been following you for dozens of days, and you either let me fish with you or play chess with you, which is also ..... Important?" he couldn't help but retort.

"Oh, yes!"

The old man slapped his thigh and threw the fishing rod in his hand at will.

And the fishing rod floating in the air actually has no bait.

As soon as the old man waved his robe, a simple wooden chessboard appeared out of thin air between the boulder sitting on his butt and the boulder where Yang Hao was.

"That makes sense, let's play chess. ”

After that, a white seed appeared in his hand, and at the same time, a bowl of black seeds appeared in front of Yang Hao.

Yang Hao: ".........."

"Senior, I really have something very important to do......." He frowned, not wanting to accommodate the old man anymore.

"Important ......."

The old man smiled meaningfully.

"What could be more important than repairing your innate Dao heart?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Hao was suddenly startled, and said in a trembling voice: "You..... How do you know?"

Then he frowned, and said, "My Dao Heart, needs to be repaired?"

"What do you think?" the old man glanced at him.

Yang Hao lowered his head, and remembered what his master Duanmu Ming said to him that day.

"Do you know what an innate Dao heart is?" the old man looked at him and said slowly.

Yang Hao was stunned and said: "A heart of seeking the Tao, indifferent and inactive, dedicated to the Tao, is born with a Taoist heart." ”

"Hahahaha!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the old man laughed, as if he had heard something extremely funny.

"Your desire to seek the truth?" the old man smiled before looking at Yang Hao and asked.

Yang Hao frowned slightly, obviously not knowing what the old man was laughing at.

The old man shook his head with a smile and said, "What do you think is the innate Dao heart?

"Oh, joke. ”

"I'll tell you. ”

The old man looked at Yang Hao and said indifferently: "Born Dao Heart, it has nothing to do with yourself!"

"What?" Yang Hao looked at him puzzled.

"Innate Dao Heart, it doesn't refer to your Dao-seeking heart at all, it's just a gift from the Heavenly Dao, and those who have an Innate Dao Heart will cultivate all the way unimpeded, and they will hardly encounter obstacles. ”

"In fact, in the final analysis, the innate Dao heart is more like a physique, and it has nothing to do with the monk's own ethereal Dao heart. ”

"So. Speaking of this, the old man glanced at Yang Hao and said lightly: "So, it has nothing to do with yourself." ”

"You're just a lucky guy!"

"What?!" Yang Hao stood up suddenly and looked at the old man in disbelief.

The old man glanced at him, stretched out his hand, and the chessboard floating in the void in front of the two of them instantly turned into a cloud of flying ash and scattered with the wind.

"But even if it's a gift from heaven, you're a loser, but you've completely ruined this favor. The old man said lightly.

Loser?

Yang Hao's mind was chaotic at this time, and he didn't even know how to speak out to refute.

Moreover, according to the old man, his innate Dao heart was only because of his good luck?

"That'...... What do you mean when you say that my innate Dao heart needs to be repaired?" he wondered.

Literally. The old man said.

With that, he stood up, looked up at the sky and said, "The Innate Dao Heart is the most precious thing, and it is also the most fragile thing. It doesn't come from you, but it is influenced by you. ”

The old man turned his head, looked at Yang Hao and said indifferently: "And your state of mind has begun to pollute your innate Dao heart. ”

"What will happen then?" Yang Hao was taken aback.

"If you let it go, in the end you will completely lose your Innate Dao Heart, and you will just be an ordinary Heavenly Spirit Root. The old man said lightly.

Speaking of this, the old man smiled meaningfully, and said, "So, you still think that all this things that I have done are not important?"

Yang Hao was stunned.

In other words, these days, the old man has been helping him repair his Dao heart?

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Hao hurriedly bowed to the old man.

"I hope my seniors will help me!"