Lin Lang is crawling around in the rivers and lakes, although he is only eighteen years old, he has a maturity that does not match his age.

He was born in a scholarly family, his family is in the middle, he is the only one left, the practice is extremely popular, he also chose to practice because of some cultivation qualifications, he just hopes to live a more humane life, without much ambition.

Struggling on the path of cultivation, hoping to break through the foundation as soon as possible, with a higher level of cultivation, of course, life is more decent, if you can reach the innate state in your lifetime, then you will be satisfied.

It's not the so-called having great ambitions or not, the reality is like this, reaching the innate realm in his lifetime is already a luxury, he has passed the age of pretentious and delusional, and the consideration is more in line with reality.

A great opportunity suddenly came, which surprised and frightened him.

Who is willing to be willing to be ordinary and mediocre, and the opportunity from heaven will definitely make his path brighter, of course, surprise.

Fearing an unpredictable and uncertain future, how much ability will lead to how much he will participate in, this is an unbreakable truth, and it is inevitable to exist in the world, just like the legend he has heard about Ho Jiaxin.

If He Jiaxin didn't get the opportunity in Qingyu Lake, then it is likely that the son inherited his father's business and worked as a butcher for a lifetime, but if he got the opportunity, his life would have become different.

The experience has become more dangerous and bloody, after many tragic battles, how many near-deaths have been lived.

The same is true of legends like these.

He has now gotten or will get this great opportunity, even more so than He Jiaxin, his peaceful life will definitely be changed because of this, and he will definitely experience more dangers and bloody battles in the future......

Can he bear it? Can he withstand it with his heart, his ability, and his wisdom?

At this time, his panic was like a scholar about to be sent to a bloody battlefield.

Lin Lang looked at the mantra on the rice paper in a daze, his shocked and flustered eyes gradually became firm, and his heart was surging, rather than stealing peace, it was better to live him vigorously, so that he did not go in vain in the world.

"I am born to be useful, how can I be willing to be mediocre and self-deprecating! Lin Lang muttered to himself, his tone firm, his fists clenched, and his chest swelled with energy.

Fang Yue is not here, if you hear these words, you still think that Lin Lang is a "fellow countryman", you will know these words?

However, the article is made by nature, and the magic hand is occasionally obtained, and there are many living beings in this vast world, and there is no shortage of wonderful hands.

Lin Lang's mood was difficult to calm down for a long time, he looked at the mantra on the rice paper again and again, and made sure that he was reciting it backwards, and hurriedly burned the rice paper to ashes to avoid being known by others and inviting death.

After burning the rice paper, he has already made a decision, he will no longer be frightened, and his heart will be full of joy, not unhappy.

He picked up the fan and opened it with a bang, and because of his interest, he looked into the distance, and sighed: "The green lake is like a jade moon and a veil, and the dust is like a flue at the end of the gorge, and there is also a green cloud ambition in the chest, and it is fortunate that the heavens and men pass on the wonderful law!"

At this time, Lin Lang was leisurely, but it was a pity that he was only wearing a pair of calf nose pants (shorts), and he was nondescript with a fan.

Lin Lang compared the mortal dust to the clouds and smoke, although it was a passing cloud, but it covered his eyes, he couldn't see the future clearly, the road seemed to have come to an end, and he encountered an insurmountable canyon.

He nodded secretly, feeling that it was quite appropriate for the situation, and suddenly thought of the instructions of "Wuji seniors", only to find that he was a little carried away, and couldn't help but be ashamed: "I almost forgot thirty-six pure black roosters, how can I forget the instructions of my predecessors......"

He didn't know if the pure black rooster was good to buy, so he quickly cleaned up and went out.

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At noon, Lin Lang had already gathered thirty-six pure black roosters.

In order to get these roosters, he really worked hard.

In this matter, he was very serious, the pure black rooster didn't want any miscellaneous hair, and he didn't get enough of it after running all over Qingyu City, and later he went to a poultry farmer to make it up.

"Huh!" Lin Lang took the sword and cut the neck of a black chicken, and the blood gushed out and flowed into the big bowl.

Lin Lang put his face aside, unwilling to look at it, his brows were furrowed, his face was a little stiff, and he couldn't bear it.

As a cultivator, although he is not a ruthless person, of course there is no problem in killing a chicken, but it is okay to kill one, but it is more to kill two or three?

When he reached the twentieth one, Lin Lang was already a little numb in his scalp and couldn't bear to start.

He is soft-hearted, and it is not bad to be able to kill twenty in a row.

Lin Lang released the blood of a black chicken, squatted in place and gasped, and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Looking at the twenty dead chickens, his expression moved, as if he suddenly realized: "Could this be the test that Wuji's predecessors put on me, or to sharpen my heart and make my heart more ruthless and bloody, so as not to be taken advantage of by opponents in the future?"

The more Lin Lang thought about it, the more he felt that Wuji's predecessor's move was very meaningful, so he couldn't bear it and continued to kill.

Fang Yue's Yang Soul had already come to the small courtyard and hid underground.

Hearing Lin Lang's self-talk, he couldn't cry or laugh, the kid is good, you have a lot of wisdom and extraordinary understanding, you have guessed it, maybe you can summarize the central idea by you if you fart.

How can he have these deep meanings, all of them are Lin Lang's speculation and overinterpretation.

Lin Lang gritted his teeth, and finally killed the thirty-six, and let out a long breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength.

Seeing that there was some blood splashed on his body, he hurriedly ran into the house to change his clothes, and then meticulously poured a large bowl of chicken blood slowly, and drew a Taiji diagram with a diameter of more than one meter on the ground.

After drawing the Taiji diagram, Lin Lang became extremely solemn, his expression was solemn, his distracting thoughts were dispelled, his eyes were clear, and his hands were sealed and swore an oath: "All the heavenly immortals and Buddhas, the heavens are together, Lin Lang swears by his soul today, and he will never reveal half a word about Wuji's predecessors to others in the future.

As a vast blood oath aura descended from the sky, the golden oath seal submerged into Lin Lang's mind, and the oath came true.

After the oath was fulfilled, Lin Lang looked at Siye nervously, his heart was extremely excited, and his body tensed.

Not long after Lin Lang's words fell, the Taiji diagram on the ground suddenly emitted a colorful halo, as if the Taiji diagram came to life, and then a glow of light rose, flashed, and turned into an old man with white hair and white hair and white clothes, just as Lin Lang saw in his dream.

Seeing this, Lin Lang took a deep breath, his heart stirring.

Although he firmly believed that the dreams were real, he could be apprehensive, until he saw the appearance of Wuji's predecessor, he was convinced.

"Meet the seniors, thank you for teaching the Fa in the dream, please advise the seniors!" Lin Lang hurriedly bowed sincerely, his eyes were full of awe, at this time he was different from the dream, he was not so bold.

The old man Fang Yue smiled faintly, his temperament was profound, and he said in a harmonious voice: "You don't have to thank you, you are sincere, and you are also a person with fate......

Last night, I promised to pass on your wonderful method today, to help you break through the shackles, and first pass on your first volume of wonderful law, and you listen carefully!"

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