The tent was lit by fire, a broken candle struggling to release its light, and the occasional breeze blew and the candle flickered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was a bed in the tent, and on the bed lay an old man with white hair, who was angry, and knelt down with two young men, a man and a woman.

The man was handsome and dashing, richly dressed, the woman was delicate and lovely, and there was a lovely tear mole under the left eye.

The old man said intermittently: "Hua, Zhi'er, we, in our tribe, count the two of you at the top, cough cough, you two are highly talented, the old man is gone, you have to live and practice, and the tribe will be handed over to you in the future!"

Hua Hezhi'er cried loudly: "Ancestor, you can't say such things, you will definitely be fine, didn't Abba go to invite the immortal master of Linyong City, that is the great monk of the Jindan period, flying to the sky, making something out of nothing, omnipotent, and will definitely heal you!"

The old man shook his head and said nothing, the great monk of the Jindan period, even if he has the ability to heal, but what ability does your father have to invite people to come?

Linyong City is a big city in the world of cultivating immortals, there are many cultivators, but there are more villains, if there is a treasure born, it is better than a wolf, swarming, children holding gold through the city, how can there be a reason for immortality.

However, he didn't say these words, the two were kind-hearted, he couldn't bear to blow, just nodded: "Hua, after the old man goes, you have to follow the immortal Gu of the Pure Dao to practice, and you must not be lazy." ”

The girl hung her head with tears in her eyes, and the old man continued: "Zhi'er, although your talent is a little worse than that of Hualai, it can be called one in a thousand. ”

The boy gritted his teeth and nodded: "Follow the teachings of the ancestors." ”

The old man looked at the two of them with a smile, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Go out, the old man is tired." ”

The two left the tent, and the old man seemed to say to himself: "Red yarn Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

There was silence in the tent, the old man smiled weakly, stretched out his hand, took out a ribbon from the treasure bag on his waist, he pinched the mantra in his hand, and the ribbon suddenly seemed to come to life, like a red snake, and drilled into the open space in the northeast corner of the tent.

The old man withdrew the ribbon, and suddenly appeared in the empty place, a woman wearing a red dress, exposing her navel, and bewitching dress, she looked twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a plump figure, bumpy and convex, and a smile and a smile that could not help but seduce people's souls and attract people's attention.

The woman looked at the old man stupidly for a while, and suddenly smiled: "You old thing, I haven't seen you for twenty years, and you are already dying.

The old man shook his head and said nothing: "The good man didn't mention the courage of the year, the red yarn Taoist friend, I heard that you have been worshipping the Hanyu Academy in the past twenty years and have been taught the superior cultivation true heart method, I don't know what realm it is now?"

Hongsha's expression was a little dazed, and she replied absentmindedly: "In the later stage of foundation building, it is only one step away from condensing Jindan. ”

The old man said with a smile: "Then I have to congratulate the fairy, the entire southern continent has a population of hundreds of millions, and there are only a few dozen people in the Jindan period, and the fairy has ascended to the sky in one step, which is admirable!"

Hongsha shook her head: "Actually, I came here this time because I was enlightened by the master, cut off the vulgar fate, and prepared for the condensation of Jindan, hey, it's just that things are not people, Taiyan Daoyou, let's say goodbye!"

The old man nodded with a smile, Hongsha took out a talisman, shook his fingers, and a fresh breeze immediately rose under his feet, supporting her to rise from the ground, flying two or three feet, and when she turned around, Hongsha hesitated for a while and said: "Taiyan Daoyou, if you need to be relieved, you can send someone to Hanyu Courtyard to deliver a letter." ”

Taiyan said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, the old man has arranged this matter." ”

The breeze blew, the beauty was far away, Taiyan put away the smile on his face, as if self-deprecating, as if he was powerless and smiled silently, thinking of his life, he suddenly felt extremely ridiculous.

This world is divided into the South Continent, the North Sea, the East Island, the West Wilderness, the South Continent is the most populous, the country tribes are different according to the geographical location, and he was originally a broken small tribe of the son, before the age of twenty, cockfighting and lackeys, quite indifferent to everything in the world, eating and waiting for death, and on the day he became an adult at the age of twenty, he met the person who changed his life, a sloppy and sloppy, self-proclaimed Taoist priest of the Pear Flower Daoist.

Pear Flower Dao is a thorough loose cultivator, poor exercises, poor talent, few treasures, but he is very good to him, and he also gave him the name of the Tao, Taiyan.

Taiyan followed the Pear Flower Dao people for 30 years, jumped to the late stage of the agility, and then by chance, broke through to the foundation building period, since then, the Pear Flower Dao people have no longer grow, and they are dying, but for some reason, Taiyan's cultivation is like being locked, and then a full hundred years, and then there is no inch, until this time his life is also coming to an end.

Taiyan, who has just cultivated successfully, is like an upstart, showing off everywhere, making enemies everywhere, thinking that he is safe and good, chic and free, but he has caused countless troubles for himself, and later he disregarded the opinions of everyone in the tribe and moved the tribe to a strange place, near the left side of Linyong City.

The path of cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

In the next hundred years, Taiyan relied on the hard work of the early stage of foundation building, and he was miserable, and he deeply regretted that he had made a mistake without doing anything, and now he had to pay for it with his life.

With a sigh, Taiyan looked up at the sky, oh, the top of the tent, there was a cry outside the tent, no matter what, as the only person in this tribe who has achieved cultivation, he is the patron saint here, if he dies, the tribe will be scattered, and relying on the strong to survive is the primitive law that the people of the Southern Continent who are in crisis know, although this is very realistic and ruthless, but no one will blame.

The military solution in the mouth of the red yarn is a means for cultivators to transform cultivators with the primordial sword magic weapon that is not contaminated with blood and resentment, and the cultivator's soul will be pulled, reincarnated, and can enter the cultivation world again in another world, but not every cultivator is qualified to dismantle the cultivator.

First of all, not to mention the primitive blade magic weapon, the cultivator himself at least has the cultivation of the foundation building period, and the soul is solid, otherwise he will scatter when he sees the wind, and he will naturally not succeed.

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Secondly, the out-of-body soul is very fragile, and if it is disturbed by the enemy, it will definitely die, and at that time, there will be no chance of reincarnation.

In the end, the military solution needs a person who has nothing to do with him to carry it out, otherwise the resentment or affection will linger, the soul will be greatly damaged, and even if he is reincarnated, he will be weak and difficult to live.

Taiyan asked himself that none of the three conditions could be met, and he boasted in front of the red yarn, not to satisfy his vanity and machismo, but to know that in addition to further cultivation, stepping into the middle stage of foundation building, and increasing his life span by another fifty years, any medical stone pharmacology is useless.

At this time, the tent was suddenly lifted, and a man in his thirties with a bearded face walked in, he knelt down on the edge of the collapse with a puff, and burst into tears: "Ancestor, I'm incompetent, I went to Linyong City, but I returned in vain, it's really damned!"

Taiyan waved his hand: "Forget it, Chang Zhuang, the clan will be handed over to you in the future, before Hua and Zhi'er achieve cultivation, you have to protect the clan, the old man has a few magic weapons here, you can take them." Hmm, Chang Zhuang, what's going on on your face?"

Chang Zhuanghu had tears in his eyes, stretched out his hand to take it, he couldn't speak, Taiyan's eyes were slightly closed, and then he explained a few words, waved his hand, and drove him out.

The tent was silent again, at this time the sky had already darkened, the moon and stars were scarce, the black magpie flew south, Taiyan thought for a long time, took out a black and red pill from the treasure bag, sniffed lightly, a musk came to his face, faintly with a little bloody breath.

This is an impermanence pill, a pill into the abdomen, the state of mana immediately returned to the peak, but only seven days of effect, and eternal life has no room to turn, seven days later, the soul is gone, even the chance to reincarnate and rebuild is gone, this pill is also called the return to the light of the pill.

Taiyan thought about it again and again, since he had cultivated the Tao and had not cultivated the Buddha, instead of pinning his hopes on the next life, he would not fight again in this life, he exhaled and threw the Impermanence Pill into his mouth.