Between the vast sea of clouds, a round of red sun is rising, the morning glow is flowing, the clouds are steaming and foggy, like a fairyland. In the sea of clouds, the mountains seemed to be completely submerged, and only a small tip was exposed.

And on top of a cliff, a person was standing on the top of a dangerous rock, looking at the sea of clouds that kept surging and rolling under his feet, and sighed for a long time.

"There really isn't a trace of aura, there are no cultivators in this world. I hope Martial Arts can have something to look forward to!"

As soon as he thought of this, the river went down the mountain, and he didn't know what kind of world this was, whether it was modern or ancient, whether it was Jin Yong or Gulong!

As he went down the mountain, a path appeared in front of him, Jiang Liu sighed lightly, picked up a plastic bag from the dirt next to him, and said with some disappointment: "It turns out to be modern society!

Continue to walk forward, only to see the shadows of the trees between the rare people moving, look at it, it turned out to be a gray-haired old man is boxing on a large bluestone, the movement is slow, as if playing the popular Tai Chi frame in the society.

Jiang Liu looked at it for a while, and said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, there is something different, it is not a flower shelf for health preservation in the park in the previous life." ”

He has achieved success in cultivation, although he has not practiced martial arts, but his physical body has also reached the acquired realm, so he has some insights at first sight. The old man's eyes were always engrossed in his moving fingers, and he always stretched out his hand slowly, and then grabbed five fingers like a crosshair, and then quickly withdrew them.

Curious, Jiang Liu found out his divine sense, this kind of behavior is very dangerous in the world where cultivation can be made, the slightest mistake will be attacked by the enemy, resulting in damage to the sea of consciousness, but in this world without aura, there is nothing to care about, no one can find this formless and qualitative divine sense. Attach your consciousness to the old man, and if you are boxing, you will find control over your every move.

"This is the most basic body refining! Although there is no aura, this kind of cultivation can increase physical strength and strength, but the flaw is that it is slow and cannot break through the limits of human beings. ”

Watching the old man's hands slowly reach out and catch them back quickly, Jiang Liu nodded secretly, and his body involuntarily followed. This reminds Jiang Liu of the action of touching fish when he was a child: first slowly probe his hand into the water, so that the fish will not notice, and when the distance is close, he will suddenly grab the fish with his hand.

followed the comparison, and there was some unfinished taste. Jiang Liu pondered again, the old man was boxing, and his body kept walking in circles, and the steps under his feet were always rubbing the ground and wading out, looking cautious, as if he was walking in muddy water.

"This is the mud step in the novel?" Jiang Liu followed and walked a few steps, and then adjusted his posture with the feeling of body feedback, only to feel that between the movements of one out and one retract, his whole body was rubbing, and his strength was everywhere, making him feel like he was drumming.

"It's interesting! In the Journey to the West world, I am dedicated to cultivating the Tao, and I have no half of the study of martial arts, and now it seems that there are three thousand avenues, all of which can enter the Tao, and they cannot be underestimated. I heard the master say that those generals of the imperial court can open mountains with strength, their bodies can resist the attacks of supernatural powers, and those who are more talented can enter the Tao with martial arts...... My cultivation of the Purification Divine Mantra is already an acquired body, just like a big treasure in my body, as long as I continue to develop it, my strength can improve by leaps and bounds...... This world without aura is just practicing martial arts!"

Just thinking about it, maybe it was the action just now that disturbed the old man, he suddenly stopped boxing, raised his eyebrows with both hands, and then slowly pressed down to his abdomen, his whole body was slightly shocked, and he suddenly let out a "coo...... Cuckoo...... "Cooing" was dull, like a cow's roar, like a giant frog's chirping, and vaguely rolling thunder. Then he gently stepped on the ground with his left foot and exhaled a long breath.

Jiang Liu clearly saw that a long line of white gas shot straight out of the old man's mouth, like an air arrow that suddenly shot out, and said secretly: "Qi is like a sword, such a large lung capacity, and he is also a successful figure in the Journey to the West, if he is in the army, he can be a captain with such strength." It's a pity that without the aura to wash the body and bones, after all, it can't break through the limitations of the mortal body!"

"Old man, the kid is disturbed, I just saw that you are always fighting well, and I can't help but learn it, don't blame you!"

The old man looked at Jiang Liu, and saw that his body was like a sharp sword, his eyes were like double stars, he was wearing a green sermon robe, which was a little old, and the places that were easy to rub such as the sleeves and collar had turned white, but it was very clean, and the bun was also combed in a regular manner, and a wooden hairpin was inserted on it, which had a bit of fairy wind and bones.

"Are you a Taoist priest in the Taoist temple? Old man, I fight indiscriminately, and you learn it when you learn it. The old man looked at the rising sun, slapped his forehead, frowned, and said, "Oh, I forgot the time, the master is going to scold me!"

As he spoke, he picked up a load of firewood next to him, and then walked steadily down the mountain.

Jiang Liu followed curiously, that load of firewood is less than a hundred catties, this sixty or seventy-year-old man has made such progress, and he just said that he has a master, so his master is not a hundred years old!

"What are you doing with me?" the old man was carrying firewood, and he didn't pant for breath, and when he saw Jiang Liu coming up, he asked.

"Sir, I'm lost, I don't know what this place is?"

The old man asked, "Which view are you from? What about your master?"

"Then thank you, old man!"

Walking through the three or five miles of mountain road, I saw a Taoist temple exposed in the clouds and mist, saying that it was a Taoist temple, but in fact it was just four or five old houses, which looked like a small courtyard at first glance. The bluestone slabs are paved on the ground, and the lime on the walls has peeled off and is covered with moss!

There is an old Taoist standing in front of the Taoist temple, with gray hair, but his face is full of red light, goosebumps, a Taoist robe, and there are two six or seven-year-old Taoist children sitting there on the steps, looking at the faces should be twins, holding his chin, there is a little guy who nods his head from time to time, and when he gets closer, he is clearly dozing off.

"Master, why are you standing here instead of drinking tea in the backyard?" the old man put down the firewood and wondered.

The old man ignored him, walked down the steps, clasped his fists, and said to Jiang Liu: "I heard the magpie crying before dawn today, and it turned out that there was a fairy visiting." Poor Dao Yu Jingzi, the successor of Wudang Pure Yang Gong, has become the head of the contemporary Pure Yang Palace!"

The old man was shocked, and the flat burden in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground, looked at the master, and said secretly: "The master won't be old and demented! Although this little Taoist priest has a bit of Taoist bones, he won't be able to intersect with his peers!"

"Daoyou is polite, Xiaodao Jiangliu, I am very disturbed when I first come here!" Jiang Liu reacted instantly, hugged his fists and saluted back, but muttered in his heart: "He won't know where I came from!

Lao Dao took Jiang Liu's hand and walked inside, and said: "Don't be surprised, don't be surprised, you have been cultivating for nine hundred and eighty-one years, and you have practiced boxing for a lifetime, and only then have you realized the true meaning of the way of sincerity." Last night, there was a man of God in a dream to tell each other, and all kinds of wonders were wonderful...... Fellow Daoists will stay first, and everything will be arranged by the poor Dao......"

Then he turned his head to the old man who was picking firewood and said, "Zhicheng, call Zhixing to come over, and say that I have something important to look for him!"

"Yes, master!"

Jiang Liu suddenly realized, it turns out that this is the case, what he gave to this Yujingzi old Taoist in his dream is definitely the "escaped one", this is to arrange everything for himself! This world has no aura, and the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao is weak, maybe this can manifest in the dream, and this can not be afraid of the counterattack of the Heavenly Dao consciousness and Gaia consciousness!