After the thunderstorm, the torrential rain poured, and the raindrops the size of beans covered the entire Wushuang City in the night.

The rain dripped on Lu Lingfeng's cheeks, stimulated by the cold rain, he woke up from his coma, the whole person was extremely embarrassed, seeing the broken left arm, his pupils shrank violently, and the whole person fell silent.

It was a long time before he got up in the bushes and stumbled outside.

The torrential rain was still dripping, mercilessly hitting his face, all the way, there were all cold corpses, lying in the corners of the corridors, a pool of blood was shocking, the monstrous cyan flames spread above the carved attic, wanton teeth and claws, crackling, even if the torrential rain poured, it could not extinguish the strange cyan flames.

Lu Lingfeng came to the hall where his father often came to discuss matters, it was empty, the objects were seriously damaged, and the criss-crossing sword qi and knife marks were all over the hall.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt flashed through the sky, Lu Lingfeng's heart was shocked, something he couldn't believe had happened.

Turning around, he saw that outside the hall, on top of the towering city tower, hung a frozen corpse, his whole body exuded a strange blue cold air, a sharp sword pierced his chest, nailed to the city wall, and let the storm whip.

Lu Lingfeng knelt on the ground on the spot, his eyes were glazed, his father was dead, and the meaning was like the sky in his heart had fallen.

After a while, he rushed out of the city lord's mansion like crazy, running forward vigorously, he didn't want to believe that all this was true, it should be a dream, and when he woke up, everything would return to the original state, and his father would still spoil him like that, love him, and maintain him.

Unfortunately, he eventually passed out on the cold street due to physical exhaustion.

When he woke up, it was the third day, and he was lying in a dilapidated Taoist temple outside the city.

There is a white-haired Taoist man wearing a plain robe and a withered face living in the Taoist temple, as soon as this person saw Lu Lingfeng who had woken up, he said: "Destined person, you finally woke up!"

Lu Lingfeng was slightly surprised, lowered his head and glanced at the broken arm, this was not a dream after all, it was a bloody reality that he was unwilling to accept! After being silent for a while, he raised his head and sneered: "Are you laughing at me, old man!"

The white-haired Taoist sat on a strange rock protruding from the mountains and forests, and said calmly: "If you think that Lao Dao is laughing, then you are wrong, Lao Dao is seeking Dao!"

Lu Lingfeng's face was still very pale, and his body would affect his injuries when he moved, and when he saw the white-haired Taoist being so weird, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Who are you, why did you bring me here, could it be that you are also with those killer gangs!"

The white-haired Taoist gently shook the dust whisk in his hand, and said lightly: "The old Taoist is called Wuwei, and the worldly famous Yao Chi is just a Taoist who travels through the red dust, how can he be compared with those evil people who kill life." ”

Lu Lingfeng looked at the other party for a moment before he said, "Why did you save me?"

"Because you are destined for me!" Yao Chi smiled indifferently.

Lu Lingfeng reprimanded: "Nonsense, where do I have a relationship with you!"

"You have just experienced the Red Dust Tribulation, you have escaped from the mortal world, you have to be born with a good root, how can you not have a chance?" Yao Chi said calmly.

When Lu Lingfeng heard this, his eyes gradually dimmed: "Old guy, I am just a cripple now, helpless, and useless in this life." Don't talk nonsense here that I don't understand, stay away from me, I want to be quiet! You saved me, and don't think about anything in return. ”

He leaned against the cold wall, recalling his beautiful life, and then looked at himself who was still breathing, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, if there was a chance to start over, he would definitely grasp his fate tightly, but unfortunately, it was all too late.

"Don't you want revenge, don't you want to find your beloved?" Yao Chi stared at Lu Lingfeng and said, as if he had said something very ordinary.

Hearing these words, Lu Lingfeng suddenly raised his head to look at the other party, his eyes shot a beast-like fierce light: "Who are you, why do you know about me!"

Yao Chi smiled indifferently: "The old Tao has said, the deity is named Yao Chi, a scattered person who travels outside. You still know a lot about your story, such as the 'Seven Killings' organization that attacked the City Lord's Mansion that night!"

"What Seven Killings Organization, do you know the details of those people?" Lu Lingfeng said with a surprised expression, and his tone gradually became more polite.

Yao Chi explained with a serious face: "This is a terrible killer organization, composed of seven top killer organizations, each of them has unique skills, extraordinary strength, clear division of labor, meticulous behavior, each has a different code name on the rivers and lakes, namely greedy wolf, broken army, Wenqu, Wuqu, giant gate, Lian Zhen, and Lu Cun! Once these seven people are fully dispatched, they will surely set off a bloody storm and become famous in the rivers and lakes. For years, everyone has talked about it. ”

"There is such a thing, isn't there no hope of revenge in my life?" Lu Lingfeng's eyes were still full of expectations a moment ago, but when he heard the origin of the 'Seven Killings', his eyes quickly dimmed, and the whole person was like a puffing ball, and his spirit seemed extremely decadent.

Yao Chi smiled: "What's the matter, I'm desperate?"

Lu Lingfeng laughed at himself: "Look at me as a waste, what can I do!"

"There are still many things that can be done, so sink or transform into a butterfly, it's all in your thoughts!" Yao Chi said.

Lu Lingfeng stared at this mysterious old Dao tightly, his eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a while before he said respectfully: "Old man, please give me some guidance!" This old Tao can save him, and he talks extraordinary, he must not be an ordinary person.

"You have enjoyed glory and wealth all your life, and now you have experienced the heaviest blow in your life, the ups and downs, you should be enlightened! Young man, don't be discouraged, the saddest doom has passed, and now is the time for you to be favored by the god of luck, and your wonderful life has just begun! If you have not experienced a hellish trial, where will you have the power to create miracles!" Yao Chi smiled and looked at the taciturn Lu Lingfeng, as if looking at a piece of jade, looking very satisfied.

Lu Lingfeng's expression was gloomy, his right fist was clenched, and he said with some self-doubt: "I'm a cripple, do I really have the power to create miracles?"

"Of course, this strength comes from your faith!" Yao Chi took over, and his hearty laughter echoed in the mountains and forests, and the flowers and trees within a radius of ten miles swayed gently, as if swayed by a breeze.

Lu Lingfeng stared at Yao Chi with blazing eyes: "Forgive me for having eyes and no beads, dare to ask Your Excellency's name!"

Yao Chi said with a smile: "Poor Dao is the fifty-sixth generation head of Tianji Gate, and he is also the master of Yunyin Valley.

"Then you always save me, the purpose is to take me as an apprentice?" Lu Lingfeng said in surprise.

Yao Chi nodded: "Yes, Poor Dao just thinks that you have a relationship with me, you have refined Hongchen, you have a thorough understanding, you have a clear mind, and your heart has extraordinary toughness, and you are qualified to inherit my sect's Taoism, which is very suitable for being a disciple of Poor Dao!"

"The disciple is willing!" Lu Lingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up, what a great opportunity, how could he miss it, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed!

Yao Chi said: "Actually, you have a better choice, the poor road has always been resigned to fate, everything goes with the flow, and never forces others!"

"What do you mean is that I should worship under the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect?" Lu Lingfeng frowned.

"This is a good choice, after all, your father is an elder of the Outer Sect of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, and he has sufficient resources, growing up there will be helpful for your revenge!" Yao Chi closed his eyes, revealing a high-ranking bearing.

Lu Lingfeng shook his head and refused: "No, I want to rely on my own ability to become stronger, I don't want that woman Li Mengjun to think that I am just a second ancestor who relies on my father's shadow! Moreover, I think my father's death should not be so simple." ”

"Greed for vanity, this is the first taboo in cultivation, if you want to become a disciple of my Tianji Sect, don't let emotions affect your nature!" Yao Chi said in a calm tone, but there was an irrefutable momentum in his words.

Lu Lingfeng immediately kowtowed: "Yes, obey the master's orders!" This can be regarded as an official apprenticeship, entering the most mysterious secret sect in Kyushu, Tianji Gate.

He then asked: "Su asked the Kyushu Continent, the eight major sects are the most powerful, may I ask what sect the Tianji Sect is, why have I never heard of it!"

Hearing Lu Lingfeng's question, Yao Chi said solemnly: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it, even if it is the eight major sects of the Kyushu Continent, it is estimated that few people know that such sects still exist in the world! In fact, the Tianji Sect has been inherited since the birth of the tribal era, with a history of five thousand years. For thousands of years, countless sects have collapsed, the times have changed, and countless sects have risen rapidly, but few of them have passed down more than thousands of years of great power. Only by not participating in secular disputes and retreating from the world and retiring from the rivers and lakes is the road to inheritance!"

"I see, I've been taught!" Lu Lingfeng showed a sudden expression.