Middle-earth

To the south of the dark jungle lies the centuries-old fortress of Dolgoto, a mysterious fortress filled with powerful and ruthless orcs and orcs.

To the southwest of the fortress of Dolgodo is a corner of the misty mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, and under the mountains flows the sparkling Anduin River, home to countless fat fish.

Because it is so close to the dark forest, orcs, wolves, and trolls are often spotted, so there are very few humans, dwarves, and elves.

There is not a single house for hundreds of miles near this ancient Anduin River, but on a wind-swept corner bank there is a thatched hut that looks some years old.

In front of the thatched hut there is a vegetable garden with tomatoes, potatoes, lettuce, carrots, celery and other vegetables.

After a while, the sun rose in the eastern sky, and the morning glow slowly dispelled the white fog and damp cold on the river.

The wooden door of the thatched hut creaked open from the inside, and a tall old man with white hair and white beard in a gray cloth robe came out of the hut, holding a small wooden bucket in his hand with dirty water from which he had gotten up and washed.

Walking into the vegetable garden, the old man slowly bent down and carefully watered the water from the wooden bucket on the roots of each vegetable.

When the wooden bucket ran out of water halfway through, the old man walked quickly to the river and scooped a bucket of water, and then finished watering the many vegetables in the garden.

Putting down the barrel, the old man straightened up, and slowly played a set of weak punches against Chaoxia.

After half an hour, the old man slowly put away his fist and was about to go back to the room to continue studying the blood of the elves, because he gradually discovered the genetic secrets of the elves who are immortal and immortal, when he suddenly heard the neighing of mules and horses and the barking of hunting dogs in the distance.

"What is Becky doing, and it's not safe to come out early in the morning to graze?" muttered the old man about to turn around.

Suddenly, he heard several long howls unique to wolves from the barking of mules, horses and hunting dogs, and the howling of hunting dogs became more and more fierce, the old man frowned, and said, "I was attacked by a wolf? ”

As soon as his clothes moved, the old man instantly turned into a gray shadow and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

In a meadow leading from the Anduin River to the dark forest, a herd of wolves as strong as a calf and a band of strong orcs surrounded a herd of charr horses, a rare and shiny coat of tall horses, but the supreme weapon of the cavalry in war.

There were about twenty horses, guarded by five tall and sturdy mastiffs, and outside the herd were forty wolves and twenty strong orcs.

The ferocious wolf pounced with a fishy wind under the long howl of the first wolf, and the six mastiffs were not afraid of death to meet them, and in an instant the wolf and the mastiff pounced together and bitten, and the neighing and barking made the horses more and more uneasy, and began to turn in circles and flick their tails.

A moment later, two mastiffs had already been torn to pieces, and the rest were covered in bruises and could not be resisted.

The strong orc brandished a bright big sword and axe, laughed strangely and rushed into the herd, and was about to slash the male horse first, when he suddenly heard a "whoosh" beast cry in the distance, followed by the sound of plopping like a herd of galloping cattle and an increasingly strong sense of earthquake.

The wolf had already smelled the scent of natural predators, and instantly ran to the side with his tail between his legs.

The strong orc turned around and raised his blade and rushed towards the giant bear that was about to rush over, more than four meters high.

Each orc has the strength and courage to defeat a dozen Terran warriors, and more than twenty orcs dare to charge even in the face of dragons, especially since their enemy is just a giant black bear.

The moment the giant bear on a hill came into contact with the strong orcs, it slapped five strong orc warriors away, and trampled on four of them.

But the remaining dozen warriors flexibly surrounded the giant bear, trying to be attracted by the strong orcs in front and attacking the warriors in the back and on both sides.

The giant bear doesn't seem to have any combat experience, especially if it has never been exposed to fighting more with less, and although it is infinitely powerful, it is tired of dealing with the entanglement of strong orc warriors, and it will not take long for it to be cut out of the ribs with three wounds.

However, fortunately, the bear's skin was tough and thick with fat, and although the wound looked blurry, it was not deep, and after oozing some blood, the bleeding slowly stopped.

However, the situation gradually turned against the bear, and after a while, it was also slashed on the back and lower limbs, making it very difficult to move.

Knowing that if he dragged it any longer, he would have to die here, and the giant bear suddenly fought to be slashed three times, and bravely pounced in front of the two strong orcs, and smashed their heads with a click.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind struck, and the bear only had time to turn its head sideways, and then felt a pain in the back of his head, and then he was stunned, and his body lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

The giant bear sighed in his heart, thinking that he was about to be killed by the strong orcs, but he heard the sound of more than a dozen heavy objects falling to the ground, and the surrounding wolves and strong orcs waited until the sound and breath were all gone.

The giant bear hurriedly opened his eyes, and was greeted by two old men with long beards.

Both the wolf and the strong orcs were injured and fell more than ten meters away, stacked in a stack.

The two old men were very similar, both tall and tall, with a silver beard that reached to their waists, and they both wore gray robes, and they also had a pair of wise eyes, the only difference was that one old man held a wooden staff in his hand, a sword hung from his waist, and wore a pointed blue hat, while the other old man was empty-handed, his hair was tied into a bun and strung with a wooden hairpin, and the gray cloth robe was stained with some mud spots, as if a white robe had been worn into a gray robe.

The giant bear slowly changed, as if it had shed its outer skin and became a giant with vigorous hair, the giant looked at the empty-handed old man with a look of surprise, and said, "Dao Chief, why are you here?!"

The old man in the blue pointed hat frowned when he heard this, but it was the first time he had heard this strange name with his all-knowing erudition.

"I heard that you were in danger, how could Lao Dao not come?"

The old man in his gray robe was covered with mud and dust, smiled lightly, looked at the old man with a pointed hat, made a strange gesture with his hands, and asked, "Old Daoist Zhang Sanfeng, may I ask your Excellency's name?"

"Zhang Sanfeng?"

The old man in the pointed hat chewed on Zhang Sanfeng's words on both sides, feeling that there seemed to be a magical culture behind it that he had never been exposed to, took off his hat, bowed slightly, and said, "It's an honor to meet Your Excellency." I have many names, three years ago people called me Mislanda, and the dwarves liked to call me Takong, but before I came, the people of the north preferred to call me Gandalf. ”

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and thought in his heart: Although this Gandalf's swordsmanship is extremely rough, his strength has reached the extreme of his body, and he has the essence of the swordsmanship of Ten Sects and Brother Xianyu Dao...... However, this world restricts me to ninety percent of my mana, and the mana contained in this person's body is not below me, and there is a bit of Taoist Xuangong, so he may be a first-class master in this world......

Feeling good about Gandalf, and it was the first time he had seen such a master, Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "Gandalf, the aura on your body is quite similar to the Taoist practice of the old Tao, we may be able to be friends, but before that, I will treat this child's injuries first." ”

As he spoke, Zhang Sanfeng pointed at the young man who had changed from the giant bear, and with a light touch of his index finger, a strange energy instantly entered his body, causing his wound to scab over quickly, and then the pain was greatly reduced, and he stood up after a while.

The giant touched the wound on his body, laughed, and bowed, "Thank you Zhang Daochang for your magic." ”

Walking up to Gandalf, the giant bowed and said, "My name is Beorn, I am a skin-changer, I live nearby, thank you for the rescue of Lord Gandalf." ”

Gandalf's long beard shook and asked, "Nice to meet you, Beorn." Skinchangers, I've heard are the kind of people who have been gifted by nature, and more than a thousand years ago, you were the only skinchanger I have ever met. ”

Beorn scratched his head and said angrily: "When I was young, I made friends with an old man who loved to sing, and he said that I would change the future and wanted me to live in Anduin Canyon, I moved here after I agreed, and then as I grew older I found myself taller and taller, and mastered the special ability to turn into a bear, I thought it was all providence, so I lived in peace." ”

Zhang Sanfeng asked, "What about these strong orcs and wolves?"

Gandalf frowned, walked up to a strong orc, his palm emitted white light and hit the orc's head, and then there was a terrible roar, the strong orc seemed to be burned by fire, and passed out in pain.

With a wave of his hand, Gandalf sent a white light over the orcs, all of whom passed out in a puff of black smoke.

Gandalf looked solemn and said, "They have all been corrupted by Sauron, and it seems that Sauron has returned to Dolgodo!"

......

Half an hour later, in Zhang Sanfeng's room, Gandalf sat in a very neat and beautiful but exotic chair, while Beorn sat on the floor, and the two of them looked curiously at the strange decoration of the strange room, and at the same time held a tea bowl and tea pot and tasted the green but fragrant drink called tea.

Zhang Sanfeng casually grabbed a plate of tomatoes from the vegetable garden outside the door, entertained them as fruits, put them on the table, and said: "There is a lack of materials in the mountains and fields, and the hospitality is not good, please Brother Gan is not strange." ”

Gandalf, who was already accustomed to Zhang Sanfeng's language habits, also responded to the words and arched his hand: "Brother Zhang is too enthusiastic, you have the magic power that even I admire, but you are willing to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, indifferent to fame and fortune, and you are also a sage, I am already very honored to be friends with you." ”

Beorn pointed to the strange pattern on the wall that looked like a charcoal drawing, but was more round and full, and asked, "Zhang Daochang, what is this painting?"

Gandalf also stared closely at this pattern that he subconsciously ignored as soon as he entered, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the abyss was like the sea, as if he had seen the god king Manwei on the sacred mountain of Valinor, which made him subconsciously understand the endless energy behind this symbol.

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at the words he wrote casually, and said with a smile: "That is the text of the old Tao's hometown, I wrote the word 'Dao', and what we pursue all our lives is 'Dao', seeking the Dao, hearing the Dao, obtaining the Dao, becoming the Dao, entering the Dao, and joining the Dao...... If the Taoist is not in harmony with the Tao, will he not be sad?"

Beorn listened to the mush, although Gandalf was the most intelligent and potential of the sub-gods, but he only vaguely guessed that behind the "Dao" was an existence that could approach the power of the main god.

The more he came into contact with him, the more he discovered the endless mysteries of Zhang Sanfeng, and Gandalf had already forgotten the purpose of his visit to Dolgoto, and only wanted to discover the source and secret of Zhang Sanfeng's power comparable to his own and even more victorious.

At the same time, Zhang Sanfeng's mastery of another kind of systematic magic is completely different from the magic that Gandalf himself was born with, and the content behind this other kind of magic is also an eye-opener for Gandalf.

Therefore, in order to learn the magic and figure out Zhang Sanfeng's energy called "Taoism" and "cultivation", Gandalf has decided to stay in Zhang Sanfeng's hut for a long time.

Zhang Sanfeng, who has been suffering from not being able to see the equal power of Middle-earth, is also quite greedy for Gandalf's incomparable mana and that kind of primitive but direct magic, and more importantly, he sees the light of Dumbledore's wisdom from Gandalf's eyes, which makes Zhang Sanfeng feel that his way to improve from the level of transcending demigods should fall on Gandalf.

Thinking of wanting to improve his strength, Zhang Sanfeng once again missed his good friend, his best friend and fellow practitioner, and the Taoist brother who inspired Xian Lu-Xian Yutong.

I couldn't help but murmur in my heart: Old Dao had already emitted my primordial spirit signal in the great universe before entering the Middle-earth World, I hope you can receive it, Brother Dao......