Luo Xiaosang only felt that his heart was beating fast, but after thinking about it, this person must be a senior of his own sect, and he was in retreat here, but he accidentally bumped in, and I don't know if he disturbed the senior's practice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaosang knelt down, kowtowed three times in a row, and said softly: "Luo Xiaosang, a secular disciple of Chaotian Peak, inadvertently entered here and disturbed the seniors' practice, please forgive the seniors." ”

The man did not answer, Luo Xiaosang was taught by his master to respect his teacher since he was a child, and this matter was originally his fault, seeing that his predecessors did not speak, he thought that the other party was still blaming himself, so he continued to kneel on the ground and waited for his seniors to fall.

After a long time, Luo Xiaosang knelt with soreness in his feet, but he never dared to raise his head, but he repeated what he had just said again, but he still couldn't get an answer.

It's not that the seniors are in the stage of retreat and can't hear their own words.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaosang slowly raised his head, only to see this senior sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, dressed in white, but his body was covered with dust like a wooden frame. A long hair of gray and white, together with a long beard, covered most of his face, but his eyes were still very big, as if there was a faint light shooting out, which frightened Luo Xiaosang and lowered his head again.

It's just that Luo Xiaosang is pure by nature, it's not that he doesn't know how to be flexible, it's just that he thinks it's right, so he does it without thinking about it. But if you change to Yi Xingyun and encounter this matter, you must have changed your way to ask your predecessors for forgiveness, so as not to let yourself suffer like this.

After kneeling for a long time, the blood circulation in his feet was not smooth, his mind was slightly dizzy, and he fell to the side in three and two shakes. If someone else has to rub his legs and massage them first, in order to recover his legs and feet, Luo Xiaosang was startled, and first looked at his predecessors, and saw that he was still staring at where he was kneeling, and he didn't blame his anger, so he rubbed his feet with peace of mind.

Gradually, the blood and qi became smoother, the mind became clearer, and the courage seemed to be a little bigger, remembering that since he came in, the seniors have always maintained such a posture, and it is possible that during the practice, it is not disturbing the seniors to continue to stay.

So Luo Xiaosang kowtowed and said softly: "Senior, the disciple is disturbed a lot, please forgive me, I will go first." ”

When I looked up and wanted to get up, I saw that there seemed to be some words engraved under the feet of my seniors, and everyone had curiosity, let alone a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy. It shouldn't have stayed, but Luo Xiaosang was stunned by one of them.

"Hate!"

This word is vigorous and sad, what makes the predecessors so sad?

"Young love, old hate. Seeking immortals, self-scarfeting. Although Luo Xiaosang has little experience in the world, he can still feel the sadness and regret revealed between the lines.

I saw that I continued to write: "I was a young man, my middle-aged family situation changed abruptly, I wanted to live a lifetime, I didn't want to meet my teacher by chance, and I was born." The sky is high and the clouds are wide, the immortal road is slim, the heart of the Tao is as strong, how can I love a word. Why is it lovely? sigh that there are many lovers in the world, and they are ruthless and annoyed in the end. The younger generations come, see the person who left the word, and the way of heaven is leading. If it is for me, I will kowtow and go. If it weren't for the people of Tianmen, I would go by kowtowing a thousand respects. ”

It turns out that the predecessors have long since passed away, and the predecessors' cultivation is high, and in the end they are still mixed by love, no wonder the master told the cultivators to devote themselves to the Tao and abandon the worldly attitude, so that they can become immortals as soon as possible.

After reading the words, Luo Xiaosang couldn't help but sigh, but he was only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, how could he talk about **** things, and the thought flashed through his mind.

Suddenly, another thought came to mind, since my predecessor is my Heavenly Master, how can I only detain my head from the Heavenly People, and outsiders need to kowtow a thousand?

Luo Xiaosang has been taught the gift of respecting teachers since he was a child, and he feels that as a descendant of Chaotian, he should receive the gift of kowtowing a thousand. So without saying a word, he knelt in front of the senior's body and "knocked knock" and buckled his head.

How easy is it to say 1,000 songs? Ordinary people deduct 350 and the world is already spinning. Luo Xiaosang's temperament is tenacious, less than two hundred, he can't bear it, remembering that his predecessors talked about kowtowing, and there is no explanation that he has to deduct it all at once, so Luo Xiaosang rested and stopped, and when he deducted seven or eight hundred, Luo Xiaosang suddenly felt a cold forehead, hot pain, wiped it with his hand, and finally came out of blood.

I am afraid that it will stop at this time, but Luo Xiaosang has a tenacious temperament, and he thinks that the right thing will be done to the end, although he will stop deducting and stopping, he will finally complete the thousand songs, and he will fall to the ground and gasp.

A thousand fists were smashed into the ground, and there were many pits, not to mention the hardest skull in the human body. A small pit also appeared at the place where Luo Xiaosang kowtowed.

What I can't see is that a drop of blood dripping from my forehead is falling down the gap in the sand and gravel little by little, until it falls on the body of an object under the pit, not splashing, but seems to have penetrated into it, and then, in the faint fluorescence on the top of the cave, the iron ruler-like object moved and made a small "ding" sound.

Luo Xiaosang shook his dizzy head, identified the direction of the sound, thought it was a hallucination caused by his own knocking, and just wanted to get up, but he really heard it again, and there was a small "ding" sound in the small pit.

This time, I heard it clearly, and there seemed to be something underground. Luo Xiaosang climbed over and carefully picked up the sand in the pit, the hand did not seem to be rough, but it was warm and cool, and there was a wooden box buried in it.

Remembering that when he was a child, he especially liked to bury some of his little treasures in a secret place in the mountains, Luo Xiaosang secretly scolded himself for being reckless, how could he dig up the relics of his predecessors.

Turned around and knocked to the seniors again, and just wanted to bury the wooden box again, but heard a small "ding" sound from the wooden box again.

The lock of the wooden box has long been overwhelmed by the destruction of the years, and Luo Xiaosang's hand has fallen to the ground with a click as soon as he touches it. Curious, I cautiously opened the lid of the box and found that there was a small iron ruler that was two inches long.

"What is this?" This thing felt colder than the usual iron ruler, the surface was smooth, and the two ends were flat, not like some majestic weapons that I had seen before, but like a broken sword.

"The items left by the predecessors, could it be that they are used for other purposes?" Luo Xiaosang looked at it for a long time, and he really couldn't guess what the use of this little black ruler was.

At this moment, at the wound on Luo Xiaosang's forehead, a drop of blood went down the corner of his eyebrows, just dripping into the black ruler in his hand. Luo Xiaosang saw it clearly, and the blood seemed to have been sucked in by the black ruler.

The black ruler made a small "ding" sound again, and seemed to be jumping with joy.

Luo Xiaosang was shocked, feeling that this little black ruler was strange and inexplicable, and he could suck blood, so he wanted to throw the stick away, but he couldn't throw it out, and the black ruler was firmly stuck in the palm of his hand.

Luo Xiaosang didn't have time to move, he felt his whole body tight, dizzy and nauseated, and what was even more shocking was that the essence and blood of the whole body continued to flow out of the palm of his hand, and the black ruler seemed to open a big mouth, and inhaled the essence and blood that flowed out, and even Luo Xiaosang could feel its pleasure, just like a young eagle that had just entered the blue sky, and a young fish that had just entered the sea. With the inflow of essence and blood, the black ruler's body gradually changed color, from ugly pitch black to scarlet.

Luo Xiaosang was horrified in his heart, feeling that he would die if he continued like this, but the black ruler in his hand was glued tightly, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what, but his whole body became more and more weak. If there were still others here at this time, he could see that Luo Xiaosang's whole body was shrinking at a visible rate, and his eyes were blood-red and faintly bright.

Besides, Luo Xiaosang, at this time, felt as if he was in purgatory, everywhere he saw was a sea of corpses and blood, stump arms and heads, many people let out a cry of horror and despair, and ran farther and farther away, and followed by some ugly monsters who didn't know how to describe, calmly plundering and killing people who couldn't escape.

The cold light flashed, and a good person was also torn apart. The surrounding bloody atmosphere was so thick that it almost suffocated Luo Xiaosang, Luo Xiaosang ran loudly, just wanted to escape from here, but his feet seemed to have nails added, and he couldn't move half a step no matter what.

Suddenly, a monster full of human severed limbs stood in front of Luo Xiaosang with a cruel smile, and before Luo Xiaosang could shout, the giant blade in the monster's hand had already been cut off.

At the moment when Luo Xiaosang realized that he was dead, as soon as the picture turned, the surrounding air seemed to be pushed by something, and wave after wave of air waves were emitted outward, blowing Luo Xiaosang backwards and almost wanting to fall.

Against the wind and waves, Luo Xiaosang saw clearly that there seemed to be two people fighting in the sky, and the wind and waves came from the place of the battle. The collision of every move can cause the heavens and the earth to tremble, and the competition between senior brothers in the past is like a child playing in comparison.

Luo Xiaosang was terrified, maybe a quarter of an hour, or more, suddenly one of them, stepping on the seven stars, dancing in a square circle, chanting in his mouth, the wind surged, and the sword in his hand shone brightly, piercing into the armor of the other person.

The other person's dying resistance, the sky and the earth changed, the black clouds rolled, the rocks cracked and the mountain collapsed, and the energy of the explosion was so strong that even Luo Xiaosang, who was in the distance, couldn't stand it, his eyes were dark, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

I don't know how long it flew back, Luo Xiaosang opened his eyes again, struggled to get up, and found that he was in a piece of rubble, with a "poof" sound, a black ruler fell from the sky and was inserted into the ground in front of Luo Xiaosang, and the black ruler body flashed with a trace of scarlet. Isn't this the black ruler you're holding in your hand?