The Rongshan Sect was destroyed an unknown number of years ago, and the powerful practitioners in this sect may have died an unknown number of years ago. The person in front of me now is like a god, really.

Qie Qie appeared in front of him. If he was really alive, how many years had he lived?

The man looked at Chen Chao and said with a smile: "Do you think I have a little bit of death energy in me?"

When the man in front of me speaks, there is endless vitality. His whole person is full of vitality. Where is the slightest bit of death?

This kind of terrifying vitality can only show that the man in front of him has a very high level of cultivation. At the same time, he should not be too old. In these long years, he is still in an extremely young state.

Rongshan Sect has been destroyed for countless years, but the monk in front of him is still so young and powerful. So how terrifying is his realm?

Chen Chao didn't dare to think about it.

But he didn't dare to doubt that the man in front of him was really dead, because the vitality in him was too terrifying to be faked.

"How long has Senior lived?"

Chen Chao suppressed his fear and looked around cautiously, so that he could make the right choice at any time.

The man said calmly: "I don't know how many years, I have been practicing hard. There is a saying, there is no Jiazi in the mountains and the cold is so cold that I don't know the year. That's probably what it means. Sitting there for endless years is really a bit lonely."

Chen Chao took a step back without leaving a trace and asked: "Since senior is still alive, do you know how the Rongshan Sect was destroyed?"

When the man heard these words, there was a lot of sadness in his eyes, and he said softly: "I was in seclusion at that time, and I didn't know what was happening outside. When I woke up, all my fellow sect members were dead."

The man sighed and said softly: "I don't know who did this to our Rongshan Sect, but there are many strong men in our Rongshan Sect, and how many supremely strong men were actually destroyed by others.

Who is the person who took action?!"

The man's eyes were a little confused. Even he couldn't understand that such a huge sect could be wiped out so quietly.

The confusion in Chen Chao's eyes became even stronger and he asked: "After the senior broke through the barrier, didn't he ever think about leaving here?"

The man glanced at Chen Chao and said indifferently: "Practice is not practice anywhere. Besides, since that man destroyed our Rongshan Sect before, he might come again one day. I will wait for him here to see if he comes again.

I will kill him."

His voice became a little cold for the first time, like the first snow in winter. Although it was cold, it was not bone-chilling, just a bit white.

Just when he said these words together, the endless vitality in his body surged out, like a strong wind, causing everything around him to sway.

Chen Chao said softly: "That's it."

The man in front of me was practicing when the Rongshan Sect was destroyed, so he escaped from the disaster. However, after escaping from the disaster, he was not afraid. Instead, he stayed here after leaving the prison, waiting for the man who took action in the first place.

The strong man came here again and fought with him.

This gas state is really extraordinary.

He is indeed a peerless strong man!

The man said calmly: "It's a pity that I've been waiting for so many years, but he still hasn't come."

The words "so many years" actually contain countless endless years, which cannot be expressed by these words at all.

Chen Chao fell silent and looked at the man in front of him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The man looked at him and said with a smile: "In the past, there were many strong men in our Rongshan Sect, and they relied on countless classics. If those cultivation methods were spread now, I am afraid that every sect would be a great existence. I think

You are destined. If you are willing to accompany me in the next game, I will tell you the location of the library, which means that the Rongshan Sect has a inheritance."

As he spoke, a chessboard appeared in front of the man, with one black and one white chess piece appearing here.

There was something in his words that most monks could not refuse. Those Taoist teachings were indeed as he said. Each door was a supreme existence, and to the monks of the current world, these were all ancient Taoist teachings.

unusual.

But Chen Chao still shook his head, "Those Taoist teachings are ancient texts, and juniors don't understand them."

The man laughed, with a hint of realization in his voice, "Our Rongshan Sect's Taoism requires understanding the words above? How can it be so complicated?"

Chen Chao added: "This junior is a martial artist and cannot practice Taoism, and I can't play chess either."

This time, the man was stunned, looked at Chen Chao with some disbelief, and said, "Who did you hear that martial artists cannot practice Taoism?!"

When he finished saying this, Chen Chaocai looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

There has always been a general consensus among monks in the world that a martial artist's ability to practice is a gift from God. Therefore, it is natural that the martial artist's cultivation process is extremely difficult. Unlike ordinary monks, the same is true for being unable to practice Taoism.

But according to what the man at the moment meant, it was unreasonable for a warrior to be unable to practice Taoism.

If this is really the case,

The man sneered: "After so many years, no one knows why the martial artist is called the martial artist?"

…

…

The middle-aged Taoist raised his head and said: "Of the two fairy medicine trees, one has left this place and cannot be found. The other one should still be here."

Qingniu looked at the middle-aged Taoist in front of him and said, "The real person is really amazing."

The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly, looked through the weeds, shook his head and sighed: "It's not necessarily possible to find it. Immortal Medicine Practitioners are related to Immortal Words. Even the Forgetful Monk cannot say that he will be able to find it if he finds it.

"

Qingniu frowned and said, "With the real person's ability, there is nothing we can do?"

The middle-aged Taoist shook his head and said nothing. He just turned around and walked out of the medicine garden.

In the process of growing, the two fairy medicine trees have taken away the vitality of the ordinary herbs around them. Now this medicine garden is full of weeds and there are no herbs at all, so there is no longer any left to look for.

meaning.

Qingniu was a little disappointed. He originally thought that when he came to the medicine garden, except for the so-called fairy grass, which could not be touched, all other herbs could be eaten freely, but after walking around, there was not even a single herb.

This is naturally disappointing.

The middle-aged Taoist walked toward the outskirts of the sea of ​​flowers and asked casually: "What's in that hall on the top of the mountain? Cultivation classics? Or the development history of your Rongshan Sect?"

Qing Niu said: "Those cultivation classics should be placed in a special library. I have never been in that hall, so I don't know what is in that hall."

"But real people can go and see it for themselves."

Qing Niu looked at the distant mountain peaks with some nostalgia in his eyes.

The middle-aged Taoist said calmly: "Where is the written record?"

Qing Niu thought for a while and said: "Master, under that main hall, there is an iron cable bridge, and there is a stone tablet behind the bridge. There is a stone platform over there, called the Enlightenment Platform, which was once used by the monks of the sect to practice enlightenment.

There are written records on that stone tablet, but I don’t know the content. I have never been to that place, I only heard other people talking about it.”

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the green ox and said, "Then go and have a look."

After saying this, the two of them headed towards the mountain over there, and not long after, they had arrived in front of the square.

The middle-aged Taoist saw the monks in the square and was silent for a moment. However, Qing Niu rushed towards the square with some excitement. He searched for a long time in the square and finally found a monk in the crowd.

The monk's eyes were closed, exactly the same as before he was alive, except that he was completely lifeless at this moment.

Qingniu looked at this scene, his eyes filled with tears, and the memories from many years ago came to his mind again. At that time, he had few acquaintances in this sect, and the one who accompanied him the most was the monk.

On weekdays, when I have nothing to do, I will pick a few herbs and bring them here. While watching the green cow eat the herbs, I will tell it about his experiences these days.

They will watch sunset, sunrise, stars and rain together.

Maybe they can't be called friends, but they definitely have friendship.

Qingniu wanted to nuzzle the monk in front of him with his nose, but the bull's head just came closer, and the middle-aged Taoist's voice suddenly sounded, "You have to think about it, if you really touch him, he will disappear immediately.

It will never exist again."

Although the middle-aged Taoist cannot use Taoism here now, since he is a monk in the realm of forgetfulness, his vision is naturally beyond the comparison of ordinary people. At a glance, he naturally knows that these monks have been dead for many years, and they are still the same as before.

The same, just because nothing has changed, but if there is an outsider touching it, then all changes will naturally cease to exist, and everything will change.

When the smoke disappears, it's as if nothing ever existed.

The green bull stopped and did not dare to rub his huge bull's head, but slowly withdrew his head.

Then he spit out the half of the demon pestle from his mouth, threw it in front of the monk, and looked at him with some sadness.

The middle-aged Taoist didn't pay attention to anything. He just walked to the door of the main hall and looked at the patterns on it. Soon his eyes stopped in front of the last broken pattern.

Then he turned his head and glanced at Qing Niu before walking into the main hall.

…

…

Chen Chao looked at the man and asked seriously: "According to the wishes of the seniors, martial artists can actually practice Taoism, but they don't have the corresponding Taoism to practice?"

The man frowned and said, "What is the corresponding Taoist practice?"

Chen Chao looked at him with confusion on his face.

The man sneered: "Are you saying that in today's world, warriors can no longer practice Taoism?"

Chen Chao looked at the man and nodded.

Although the martial arts warriors in this world can still practice, they all rely on Qi to fight against people, but they have never transformed Qi into those Taoist abilities with astonishing lethality.

The man shook his head and said, "What kind of era is this?"
To be continued...