Update time:2008-07-31

Qingyun Mountain.

Tongtian Peak, Ancestral Hall of the Patriarch.

The old man who was guarding the ancestral hall was still holding his broken broom in his hand. He was standing at the door of the ancestral hall and looking out. There was a strange expression on his wrinkled face, which seemed to have some expectation.

, and seemed to be a little excited.

There is no one in the open space outside the main hall, but if you look carefully, you will find that there are many more strange charms than usual around this open space, either attached to the surrounding tree trunks or hidden in the grass and rocks.

Underneath. Each talisman is about half a foot apart. They seem to be unrelated to each other, but in fact they form a mysterious magic circle, isolating this open space from the surroundings.

The sun is warm and shining from the sky, but there is no difference at all inside and outside the magic circle. It is generally illuminated by the sun.

But the next moment, there was a sharp sound from above the open space. The old man standing at the door of the ancestral hall looked up, and his hand holding the broom tightened subconsciously.

A strange darkness suddenly appeared from above the open space, covering the open space in an instant, and instantly filled the surrounding area with a heavy sense of murder. But this darkness was only in this open space. To be precise, it was only in this open space.

Among the magic circles made of talismans around it, it is obvious that the strange magic circle on the outside is set up by the master to bind this power within it.

I saw the black air getting thicker and thicker in the air, making people feel like they were in the Nine Nether Hells, but at the next moment, a dragon roar suddenly came from the black air, but a green light shone, and from the black air

It burst out suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, the light was brilliant, driving away all the black energy.

Lin Jingyu appeared high in the sky holding the Dragon-Slaying Divine Sword. The green light emanated from his body, which was extremely dazzling. However, his eyes were bright, and the human sword merged into one, and he suddenly fell straight down from the sky.

The dragon-slaying sword carried thousands of rays of rays of light, and emitted a roaring roar with great momentum. It was still far in the sky, and dust was already flying on the ground, with sand and stones flying away. As Lin Jingyu's body shot down like lightning, the sides of his body

It also seemed that because the speed was too fast and the momentum was too fierce, flames ignited out of thin air.

He looked like a desperate and warlike god of war, flying down.

The lips of the old man in the ancestral hall suddenly began to tremble slightly.

"boom!"

A huge roar came in an instant, and the ground hit by the power of this magical true method groaned in pain. In an instant, the surface of the magic circle was torn apart, and large and small stones broke away from the ground and rose into the sky one after another.

That force hit the dazzling blue light group and penetrated deeply into the depths of the ground.

The various talisman papers around the open space, including the mysterious talismans painted on them, suddenly lit up together. There was a faint sound of mysterious spells in the air, resounding like a low voice, and the invisible power spread out, spreading this

The huge destructive power is shrouded in it, preventing it from leaking out.

Outside the magic circle, the sun is warm and the grass and trees are leisurely, but inside the magic circle, everything is turning upside down, like a violent storm.

This is the magical scene outside the Qingyun Mountain Patriarch's Ancestral Hall at this moment.

In the distance, a dark green figure looked at this place from a distance, standing motionless with his hands behind his back.

The storm in the magic circle gradually calmed down, and the sand, stone and dust that were stirred up by the huge force fell one after another. The cracks on the ground and the huge deep hole still recorded the earth-shattering blow just now.

On the face of the old man standing at the entrance of the ancestral hall, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally a smile appeared. Deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a deep sense of relief.

After a whistling sound, Lin Jingyu jumped out of the deep pit with the dragon-slaying sword in his hand. His body was covered with dust, and even his handsome face was stained. As soon as his body fell to the ground, he immediately began to breathe heavily, but

On his face, there was still an uncontrollable expression of excitement.

He raised his head and looked at the old man standing at the door of the ancestral hall.

There was a smile on the old man's lips, and he slowly raised his hand and waved to him gently.

Lin Jingyu took a moment to catch his breath, walked quickly to the old man's side, Zhanyan called out: "Senior, I..."

The old man smiled and nodded, his eyes resting on him, full of relief and love, and whispered: "You are very good, you are really very good."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, looked at the sky, and said leisurely: "Even if I had mastered this true sword technique of 'killing ghosts and gods' back then, I wouldn't be much faster than you."

With a "swipe" sound, Lin Jingyu put the Dragon-Slaying Sword back into its scabbard, the excitement on his face still not fading, and said: "Senior, if it weren't for your guidance, I really don't know when I would be able to practice it.

Such a peerless true method!"

The old man snorted, with a look of disdain on his face, and said lightly: "In today's Qingyun Sect, apart from Daoxuan, only Tian Buyi and your former master Cangsong are pretty good, and the other elders are the first

They are all useless guys."

Lin Jingyu was startled. He had been studying under this mysterious old man from the ancestral hall for more than ten years. Over the years, with every step of his practice, his admiration for this old man became deeper. He really felt that this old man was a good person.

I opened up a world that I never knew existed. It turns out that Taoism can be practiced in this way.

On weekdays, Lin Jingyu got along with the old man for a long time, and the old man began to love and like him day by day. He gradually talked to him more and more, which naturally involved some comments about people in the world. At this moment, the old man's

His tone was unexpectedly arrogant, as if looking at the world, few people could catch his eye.

Although Lin Jingyu didn't dare to refute at first, he was a little dissatisfied. However, as his practice deepened, he felt more and more that this old man was really unfathomable, and even more felt that he was so arrogant. He had his own reasons. With him

How many people in the world can really be attracted to him with such a virtuous behavior?

It's just that he has always disliked Tian Buyi, the fat master uncle of Dazhu Peak. I'm afraid there are some reasons why he scolded Zhang Xiaofan when he saw Tian Buyi. This time he couldn't help but said: "Senior, I think that Tian Buyi is ordinary.

Tight, what’s so great about it?”

The old man glanced at him, shook his head and said: "You young man, what do you know? Tian Buyi doesn't look amazing, but he has other talents in cultivating Taoism. Moreover, his temperament is resolute and persistent, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary people. This

This point is especially important after the practice is in-depth. Back then, he was mediocre after he started. Once he got some guidance and enlightenment, his Taoism practice improved by leaps and bounds, and his achievements were still higher than those senior brothers and sisters who were usually lively and looked down on him."

He snorted again coldly and said: "Nine out of ten people in this world are mediocre, just like before Tianyun, Shang Zhengliang and a bunch of losers, what do they know?"

Lin Jingyu was silent, but looking at the arrogant look on the old man's face, he even regarded Tianyun Taoist and several other Qingyun leaders who were famous in the world as trash. If this spread to the outside world, it would be a shocking joke, but I don't know why

, Lin Jingyu heard it at this moment, but he didn’t even have the slightest doubt.

The old man turned to look at Lin Jingyu and said: "Although you can already perform this style of 'killing ghosts and gods', this true sword art is so fierce that although it is powerful, it also consumes a lot of your own energy. You

You are gifted, and you can already master this technique at a young age, but you still need to practice continuously to be able to use it freely. It is better not to use this true sword technique until a critical moment."

Lin Jingyu knelt down in front of him and said respectfully: "Yes, disciple understands."

The old man helped him up, looked at him for a few times, a look of arrogance flashed across his face, and said: "Today, everyone inside and outside Qingyun Sect only thinks that the 'Shen Sword Controlling Thunder' is my Qingyun Sect's supreme secret."

Dharma, in fact, what kind of figure was Patriarch Qingye of our sect back then? He compiled the Taoism passed down by his predecessors, and based on what he learned from the unnamed ancient scrolls, he passed down a total of four true sword techniques. Which one is not

The supreme true method with unparalleled power?"

"What?" Lin Jingyu was startled and said, "There is also such a thing, my master... he has never told me before."

The old man shook his head slightly and said, "Your master doesn't know either."

Lin Jingyu's surprise was even more extraordinary. At that time, Taoist Cangsong's status in the Qingyun Sect was simply below that of one person and above ten thousand people. However, this old man actually said that even he did not know, but in fact, Taoist Cangsong did not

Never told him.

Lin Jingyu couldn't help but feel more curious about the identity of this old man.

The old man's eyes full of vicissitudes of life only turned to his face, and he knew what the young man was thinking, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he suddenly frowned, as if he had noticed some movement, and his eyes suddenly turned to

Glancing from a distance.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, with a strange expression on his face, and then said calmly: "It's getting late, you should go back first."

Lin Jingyu felt really reluctant to part with him, but he had always respected the old man like a god and did not dare to disobey him, so he knelt down and kowtowed three more times before turning around and leaving.

Soon only the old man was left in the field. He was silent for a long time, and his body returned to his stooped appearance. He staggered to the side, the broom danced, and dust rose. While sweeping up the stone dust, those hidden mysterious spells also disappeared.

It was swept up by him as lightly as nothing and floated into the dust.

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After tidying up the empty space, he randomly filled the large hole made by Lin Jingyu with the rocks, barely filling it up. The old man seemed to be a little breathless and tired. He stood and rested for a while, then slowly turned around.

Walk back to the main hall of the ancestor's ancestral hall.

In the main hall of the ancestral hall, it is still as quiet and dim as before. In front of the countless spiritual tablets enshrined in the depths of the hall, flickering candles are burning silently.

But at this moment, there was an extra figure, standing tall and tall in front of those spiritual tablets.

That man was dressed in a dark green Taoist robe and had an immortal spirit. He was the current head of the Qingyun Sect, Daoxuan Zhenren.

When Master Daoxuan heard the footsteps, he turned his head and glanced at the old man, but didn't say anything. He turned his head and looked at the ancestors' spiritual tablets, then took a step forward and picked up three sticks of incense on the sacrificial table in front of the spiritual tablets.

He lit the candle nearby, held the incense respectfully, bowed three times, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

"I haven't come to offer incense for a while," Master Daoxuan said in a calm and slow voice, as if he was talking to a very old friend, "I wonder if the ancestors will blame me."

The old man standing behind him walked up tremblingly, put the broom aside, picked up a rag, gently wiped the incense ashes on the sacrificial table, and whispered: "You made my Qingyun Sect so spectacular.

It's too late for all the ancestors to rejoice, so how can they blame you?"

Master Daoxuan smiled faintly, turned to look at him, and suddenly said: "You seem to be a little older."

The old man paused for a moment, then continued wiping the table and said without looking back: "People who are heartbroken naturally age faster."

Master Dao

Did you see everything just now?”

Master Daoxuan nodded silently and sighed: "That child is indeed very qualified, but," his voice seemed to be louder, "I did not expect that you would pass on the 'Destroying Ghosts and Gods' to him."

The old man snorted and said: "This child's character and qualifications are all good. If that's the case, why don't you pass it on? Could it be that he keeps it secret like you and takes it to the coffin when he dies?"

Master Daoxuan's face changed, and he seemed to be angry, but for some reason, he was particularly patient with this old man, a leader respected by all the righteous people in the world. Even with such sarcastic remarks, his face just changed, and he immediately tolerated it.

Living.
To be continued...