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"How is it possible?, young man, don't you treat everyone else as a fool?" The old Taoist priest glared at Zijian very unhappily, "Young man, there are only three exercises in this world that may produce your seven-trick exquisite Dao heart, and it still takes a great chance, one of them is the 'Baiqiao Sutra' that I sent, and the other two are also in the hands of several of my old friends, quickly say, which old guy are you sent to find my old man's happiness?"

Zijian said blankly: "What Dao heart?"

"You really don't know the Dao?" Lao Dao looked at Zi Jian, if it weren't for Zi Jian's ability to disguise, then it could only be said that he really didn't know what Lu Dao was.

Zijian shook his head, he had heard of the word Dao Heart, but he didn't think he could connect Dao Heart with himself.

Lao Dao suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Zijian's wrist, stretched out three fingers, and put them on his vein, and then, Lao Dao's face changed drastically: "This...... This is not the Seven Exquisite Dao Minds, this is ...... This is the heart of a hundred souls......"

Zijian didn't understand at all, how the Seven Tricks Exquisite Dao Heart suddenly became the Heart of a Hundred Spirits.

"Young man, let me ask you, you really don't have a master?" said the old man, seeing that Zijian was about to answer, he said in a deep voice: "This matter is extremely important, you want to answer it later!"

"Nope. Zijian shook his head.

"Then what exercises have you practiced?" Old Dao Dao Dao glared at Zijian again, "Don't lie to my old Dao, are you a monk, I can't see it, can't you touch it?"

Stretch out your hand and take Zijian's vein, all the camouflage will naturally be self-defeating, Zijian's vein is absolutely extraordinary, and he must have cultivated himself.

Zijian was extremely puzzled, but he grabbed his veins as soon as he saw this old way, and his strength was higher than his own, but he didn't know how much Lu Dao was, but his expression didn't seem to be any harm to himself, so he replied honestly: "I have practiced a kind of breathing technique called 'Haichuan'. ”

"Haichuan is just the most ordinary introductory breathing exercise, which has spread so widely that it is absolutely impossible to produce such a Dao heart. Lao Dao's eyes widened, and he was still talking at first, but then he muttered inaudibly: "Could it be...... This young man is a peerless genius who has been hard to find for thousands of years......? God bless my sect?"

No matter where Zijian came from, he didn't want to let Zijian go like this, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

As soon as he finished speaking, his complexion suddenly changed again, his hand had been on Zijian's arm, and he naturally knew his pulse well, and at this moment, he saw a new problem from the pulse.

Without waiting for Zijian to answer, he asked, "Young man, let me ask you, do you feel a little strange when you do manual work during this time?

"Old man, how do you know Lu Dao?" Zijian's eyes widened, this was his secret, he didn't tell anyone, and it was for this reason that he had only recently started to be a mechanic.

"Sure enough......" Lao Dao frowned, Zi Jian's Bailing Heart has not only been generated, stable, and even matured, but now Zi Jian doesn't know how to use and control Lu Dao at all.

The Dao heart is not something that people are born with, but it is cultivated, and for the human body, it is like an organ that has undergone mutations, and it does not necessarily bring good results, if it cannot be controlled, it will cause harm.

If Zijian's Dao Heart develops on its own, it will get out of control.

"Young man, I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" Lao Dao's eyes suddenly widened and looked at Zijian.

"Old man, this is too abrupt. Zijian wanted to pull his hand back, but Lao Dao's hand was like an iron tong, and he didn't move.

It seems that if he refuses directly, he doesn't want to leave, Zijian can only say: "Let me think about it." ”

"Boy, don't you know who my master is?" The young Taoist priest next to him suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this, his master wanted to accept apprentices, but there were still people who were reluctant? If it was him, he would have knelt on the ground and shouted Master, he was just an ordinary disciple, not a personal disciple.

Lao Dao frowned and waved his hand to interrupt him, and turned his face to look at Zijian, but his face was pleasant again.

"Okay, I'll just wait here, you think about it. ”

"This ...... I'm going back......" Zijian was really a little frightened by this enthusiastic old Taoist priest.

"Okay...... When you go back and think it through, come to me at once, where do you live? I'll send someone to take you back. Lao Dao hesitated for a long time before letting go of Zijian's hand and said. He was really happy to see the hunt, and he couldn't bear to let go of such a good golden jade.

It is not surprising that Zijian is so talented, Zi Baifeng is so talented, how can Zi Baifeng's father be an ordinary person?

Zi is the surname of the Ancient Sage King, maybe they really inherited the blood of the Ancient Imperial Family and have amazing talents.

"I'll just go back on my own. Zijian hurriedly packed up his tools, turned around and ran away, Treading Snow also followed just now, just walking around, Zijian whistled, Treading Snow ran over, carrying Zijian to the desert and fled.

"Uncle Shi......" The young Taoist priest turned his head to look at the old Taoist priest, and the old Taoist priest took down his chin and pointed ahead, and said, "Don't you follow me?"

The young Taoist priest hurriedly chased after him.

Even if you run on the ground, it is not something that ordinary people can chase, and in the blink of an eye, you will disappear.

Looking at the empty intersection, the young Taoist priest was stupid.

......

Beiting is the poorest and most chaotic area in Zaitianju, where a large number of poor people, herders who have lost their livestock and no longer graze, wandering habitual offenders, and poor outsiders.

In an ordinary house in Beiting, Zhou Xing was lying on the bed, sweating all over his body, his body was red as if he could drip blood, and the indescribable pain came from his heart, making him want to dig out his heart.

There were many times when he wanted to put his hand in his chest and end his life himself, but his will to survive stopped him again and again.

An old man was holding a basin of water in his hand and wanted to get closer, Zhou Xing suddenly waved his hand and roared, "Don't come here!"

He feared that he would hurt the only person he could trust now, the old servant who had been with him since he was a child.

Ever since he had been snatched away that night, and that crazy skinny old man had put a heart in his chest, he had suffered pain that he could never have imagined before.

You can't live, you can't die.

The old man told him that this peculiar heart is the Dao Heart, which many monks cannot obtain in their lifetime, a Dao Heart, once this Dao Heart is implanted in his body, he will become an immortal, with a strong strength, revenge or something is just idle, as long as he deceives a few people to satisfy this heart, everything is not a problem.

That's right, after he deceived a few outsiders, the hot current gushing out of the Dao Heart gave him an unimaginable amount of strength, and when twenty or thirty martial artists couldn't even enter him, he easily killed the enemy who killed his parents.

After that, for about a year or two, he indulged in the pleasure of having power, as long as he deceived people, kept deceiving people, he was able to satisfy his heart, and then his strength would become bigger and stronger.

But the thirst of the heart is endless, from the beginning to deceive three or five people, to the later to deceive dozens of people, and even now, even if it is to deceive a hundred people, it may not be able to satisfy the greedy needs of the heart.

And this Dao heart is not flawless, in the fourth month of the implantation of the Dao heart, he once again met the needs of the Dao heart, waiting for the powerful force to surge all over the body, what was ushered in was not the amount of force, but the severe pain, life is worse than death.

When the deceived man punched and kicked him angrily, he didn't even feel the pain in his body, because his heart hurt so much that he couldn't feel anything else.

When he finally struggled from the excruciating pain, he found himself lying on the bed of the inn, beside the old servant who had been with him since he was a child, and he finally felt the familiar force of force, which had returned after the sharp pain.

At first, when his heart began to ache, he would ask the old servant to tie him up, but since two years ago, he has not been able to find anything to tie his hands and feet. Ropes don't work, chains don't work, steel doesn't work. After all, Dao Xin was still transforming his body, giving him more powerful power—in this regard, the old man was right.

Since then, he has tried not to deceive people, and his Dao heart is like a wall clock that has lost its strength, gradually becoming slower, and even later, he can't even move.

How far did he go? Even to the point of tricking a little kid's lollipop, and he barely survived.

I have to deceive, I have to live in the track that others have set for me, this pain is indescribable, Zhou Xing is not a person who is willing to go with the flow, he is trying to solve the side effects of his Dao heart through various methods, when his Dao heart is in its prime, he can exert a strong combat power, he uses this combat power to challenge, to rob, to search, he has kidnapped all kinds of ordinary doctors, famous monks among monks, and forced these people to help him solve the problem of Dao heart, but without exception, they all failed.

The Dao Heart is the core of the monks' cultivation, and it is the most fundamental foundation of a monk, implanting the Dao Heart into a person's body, let alone seeing it, and not even hearing it.

Not to mention, such a powerful Dao heart.

The current Zhou Xing is no longer a fledgling little hairy head, he has even won the name of the first master of the young generation, and was given a name, called "Nantian One Star", but all this is actually meaningless to him.

Then, he came here, and he heard that there was a face immortal conference here, and when the face immortal conference was held, the most powerful masters in the world would be gathered, and even true immortals would arrive. He believed that if no one here could solve his own problems, he would probably never have a chance to get rid of this evil Dao heart again.

So here he comes.