"It must have been a good thing done by the drunken man. "The pot-bellied shopkeeper rode a beast that looked like a horse and a bear, with unwillingness.

The thin and tall law enforcement beside him looked dignified, but with a touch of coldness in his eyes, he frowned and said: "That's it, spare that kid today, you have to be more careful in the future, I am afraid that today's matter has been passed on to Deacon Li, and I am sure that it will be known by the city lord, so you don't want to do it again in the near future." ”

This person turned around as he spoke, pinched his fingers, and went in the direction of Xianyuan City in the wind, leaving a middle-aged man with a big belly and still muttering.

The drunken Taoist returned the two booklets to Cheng Yunfan and instructed: "The Zhu family brothers have a great backing, and before they have the strength, this revenge cannot be avenged, you can do it yourself." ”

Then he disappeared into the mountains, leaving Cheng Yunfan alone in the mountains.

The night is like paint, and the autumn insects are murmuring.

The chill of the late night hit his body, and he couldn't help but shiver.

The previous scene flashed in his mind like a marquee, and he sat at the entrance of the cave a little decadently, his eyes spread, his expression was gloomy, and his limbs were a little numb.

I still felt the real night cold, and I woke up.

He rubbed his cheeks vigorously with his hands and wiped his eyelids, which were not filled with tears.

Walking out of the cave, I watched the mountains lie in wait and be silent in the night. Thinking about the experiences I have experienced along the way, all kinds of encounters, all kinds of sinisters.

Finally, two tears crossed his eyelids and slid all the way to the corners of his lips, a sour taste.

For the first time, in this foreign country, or even an inexplicable world, I remembered all kinds of things in my previous life, those military experiences, colleagues at work, comrades-in-arms who lived together, and fellow travelers.

Thoughts, like weeds, spread like madness.

Choked up, letting more tears slide down the corners of his eyes and flow freely.

He didn't know that in the depths of the sea of knowledge, there was a golden figure, the shadow flickered, as if he was wronged in his heart, sat down silently, accompanied him in such a way, and monitored every move around.

Falling asleep like this, he seemed to have a dream, dreaming that he came to another world, where there were legendary immortal cultivators, and he finally set foot on the land of immortal cultivators after going through hardships and dangers, hoping to start the gorgeous road of immortal cultivation.

But he never wanted to be forced to abolish the cultivation that he had obtained so hard.

He is unwilling, he is wronged, he is angry, he is lonely, and he will be afraid.

He is a person, a real person, without relatives and friends, alone, standing in this strange world.

He didn't know what to do in this world, whether to rely on good martial arts and spend his life safely, or to continue to pursue the ethereal immortal road, and even one day be able to find a way back and return to his original hometown.

He thought there was a lot more to do.

In order to buy him time, the teacher of Baiyun Temple exploded his dantian and told him to practice his own body, uphold righteousness and ward off evil, and find opportunities to repeat Baiyun Temple, which is a vast way.

Nangong Wuji, gave him a personal bow and crossbow, I don't know where he is, whether he escaped from the disaster, if he is unfortunate to fall, this revenge must be avenged.

Thinking of the Buddha beads given by Master Miaoyi, he asked him to "cherish himself".

Thinking of Master An Jue, when he passed away, he asked the good cause and good effect to listen to him.

I thought of Brother Jin Yan, Elder Dian, Black Fox, and Patriarch Baiyunzi.

It turned out that he wasn't really alone, and he didn't really know what to do.

The fairy road is ethereal, throughout the ages, there are always people who are endlessly pursuing, and the fairy road is rugged, and there are always people who are climbing.

Thinking of this, his hope and his pursuit are still clear again.

With the help of Brother Jin Yan, Elder Dian, and Black Fox, the inheritance space of Jiuyang Stone, and the naturally excellent spiritual root, he has been luckier than many people I don't know how many times, he can't be depressed, and once the immortal road is open, he must go on.

A flame of hope, a flame of faith, lit up again in the depths of his soul, brighter than ever, shining brightly in the boundless night.

"This kid still has a good heart. Jin Yan's deep voice sounded in the depths of Cheng Yunfan's mind.

Who has a big dream, and asks you to know yourself,

It's not far to be lost, yesterday is not today.

Suddenly, four lines of poetry came to my ears. Cheng Yunfan's poems are deep and astringent, and they are secretly on the road.

So he got up and looked around, but saw a handsome young Taoist walking outside. He held a black cat in his arms, dressed in a white robe, dusty, fluttering clothes, and independent.

Strangely enough, his eyes were closed, but his steps were steady, and he looked rather strange. The two people behind him, who seemed to be followers, were expressionless, like clay sculptures.

A group of three people suddenly appeared in this barren mountain range, which made Cheng Yunfan can't help but muttering to himself that it is strange, and he is also vigilant.

There are still a few steps away from Cheng Yunfan, the young Taoist stopped, and said: "Immeasurable Tianzun, the Taoist road is this barren mountain, occasionally observe the starry changes here, the purple light is full of bull fighting ruins, and the people with the destiny of heaven break the way, and the heavenly machine pulls, and they take the liberty to meet." ”

Not only is this person's poetry obscure and profound, but even his speech is half-literate and half-white, obscure and abnormal, Cheng Yunfan saw that he had no malicious intent, so he relieved his heart.

opened his mouth and said: "The Taoist must be a master, the kid first heard the Tao, he didn't know it, but he wanted to solve his doubts." ”

"The teacher of heaven is the way, and the teacher of man is the king, and you can't understand it. Fang peeped into the heavens, and had to show you to round the fate of all beings. The young Taoist was silent when he said this, but a poem came out: "You Dao Tianyu was originally a vein of the God Emperor, and the robbery of all souls is nothing more than the sanctification of one person." ”

The voice was very strange, Cheng Yunfan listened awkwardly, and when he looked at the young Taoist, he realized that the poem was actually spit out from the mouth of the black cat in his arms.

"Cat, can cats talk?" Cheng Yunfan pointed at the black cat and couldn't help but exclaim.

Seeing this, the black cat just yawned lazily, licked the corners of its mouth with its tongue, and continued to squint, as if the weirdness of Fang Cai had nothing to do with it.

"This is the ancestral heavenly machine cat of my Zhikong Mountain, which speaks in heaven and has its own language. The young Taoist saw that Cheng Yunfan was like this, and explained with a smile.

Cheng Yunfan nodded, indicating enlightenment. Thinking about what the black cat said, it seemed to be quite consistent with the words of the Tianji Stone that he had obtained before, and he had never understood the inside story, so he asked the doubts in his heart.

When the young Taoist heard him mention the Heavenly Machine Stone, his face moved, and he tried to restrain himself before he said: "Although Xiaoyou is blessed, you still can't spend the Heavenly Opportunity in vain. The so-called fate is clear. Now that the fate is gone, I should go. ”

After finishing speaking, he left suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the person was already a few feet away. Cheng Yunfan's ears rang with a few words left by the Taoist: "Little friends should remember that 'when the sun is shining, every time it is right, the three treasures are converted, and the son goes to the son', Zhikong Mountain Tianji Mansion, the origin of the law is born, and there will be a period in the future." ”

Cheng Yunfan was even more ignorant by these words, sitting in the cave and thinking about the samadhi, and before he knew it, he had already settled down.

And the three of them had already walked away, walking on the ground in the barren mountains.

The black cat said abruptly: "He is not a person from this world, why did His Holiness take a big risk to show heaven?"

"Yes and no. He is infected with the cause and effect of the three thousand worlds, and his life is indescribable, and he should be a great creator. The young Taoist said as he walked, "Pangu opened the world, the three souls played the three thousand worlds, and the seven spirits transformed into the six worlds of gods, heaven, earth, people, demons, and demons. The people of the world are ignorant and ignorant, but how can I not know it? Knowing and not saying a word, and ignoring the heavens, is really the way to cause trouble. Furthermore, although those who have achieved the path of cultivation know that the Yuan Tribulation is near, they do not know that the Tribulation has been cast. Don't you hear that under the calamity, the non-holy is immortal, and I see the heavens and all the worlds, and hundreds of millions of living beings are robbed, and my heart is like burning. ”

"Having said that, you can ask the three thousand worlds, all the spirits of the six realms, one person has become holy and all the souls are withered, and since the flood and famine, who can stop it?"

"Heaven is constant, not for gods, not for immortals. I have calculated that the calamity is not the primordial tribulation, and it cannot be crossed unless the last saint proves its way. It's a pity that no one can be sanctified. One hundred and twenty years, when the divination is repeated. The young Taoist said that his voice was low and inaudible, and between his eyebrows, there was a lot of sadness.

"No, no, never. The black cat shouted in panic, "The previous divination, you have run out of vitality and have to be reincarnated in advance, so far it has only been more than 20 years, you have rarely practiced, and you have been walking the world, exploring the living beings who should be robbed. Even if you go two more months and your vitality has not recovered, how can you calculate, do you really want to break the inheritance of Tianji Mansion for thousands of years?"

"Ah Hei, you can't stop me, although the inheritance is heavy, if you can't cross the catastrophe, the universe will collapse, and under the nest, can Tianji Mansion survive completely? ”

Although the young Taoist said that he was relaxed, the black cat sighed speechlessly after hearing it.

One man and one cat, plus two clay sculpture retinues no longer spoke, just cared about hurrying in the night.