One day more than 40 years ago, Zhenyan, who had just turned 30, appeared in the ancestral hall at home.

This eldest son, who was sent to Fahua Temple by his family at the age of 7, stepped into this sacred place again, and felt a faint pain in his heart. Why have the elders in the family always guarded the so-called mythical life for thousands of years? This kind of false thing has never been recognized by him. However, just a few years ago, after Zhenyan found the Three Life Killing Mantra under the Golden Buddha in Fahua Temple, everything seemed to have changed.

Those members of the strange organization who have been word-of-mouthed by elders for hundreds of years have really found him.

No one knows how they knew these things, and no one knew why they found him. But this is an opportunity! A family has been waiting for hundreds of years and cannot miss it like this. After years of vain and slandering each other, the other party finally showed their fangs, but the fangs were so sharp and terrifying.

"Mantra, you have learned Shinto Mantra and are destined to be one of us. This major event has been planned for more than 600 years. It is about to be completed. As long as you are truly successful, you will be the hero of the Dragon. Think about it carefully? If you don't agree, it doesn't matter. We will spread the story of you learning Shinto Mantra, and you will die without a burial place at that time." The mysterious man in a black robe said these words to himself so high.

And what about myself? Lying on the ground, being stepped on by someone's head like a dead dog. Such powerful power, such terrifying power! Is this what humans can have?

He grabbed the dead grass on the ground in pain. On that autumn was like the cold winter day, Zhenyan had the urge to be high and never be stepped on by others for the first time.

After the man left, his injuries improved. Zhenyan wrote a letter to his father who was far away from home and informed him of these things.

The father's reply made him and the man feel vain and try to find more clues. After a few years, the man seemed to be constantly becoming stronger. No matter how hard he tried, he could not defeat him. However, the man told himself that he was close to the ranks of top-notch masters in the world. So what about him? What is his level of master? He never told himself, but he knew that this man was the mysterious core of the eight subordinates of the Tianlong Organization, and he was still a long way from the real core.

Who are they? What are they planning?

What exactly does an organization like Tianlong want? Everything is like a cat scratching in Zhenyan's heart. The mantra that is increasingly eager to know the truth began to work hard to make his understanding of the Three Life Mantras higher and higher. Slowly, he found that even the elders, the abbots and even the monks who did not make any trouble seemed to have a smaller and smaller impact on him, and he became stronger and stronger.

This mentality of being dominated by powerful forces is getting heavier and heavier.

[Today, five thousand words were written all day long and the real finishing work began. Many things began to be guided outwards in a true and dramatic way. After all, the story is very long, and the main line cannot be buried too deeply. The preface of nearly 700,000 words is about to build Yang Guang from a white Ding into a disaster for the dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism. His ability will gradually be strengthened in the future. It is inevitable to eventually become a master of the country. Now this section begins to lead the truth, the origin of Tai Shen, Tai Su, and Tai Yi, as well as the organization name and some division of labor under the great conspiracy behind it. For example, the organization is called Tianlong, and the eight tribes below are the eight tribes. It looks very similar to the Buddhist Tianlong Ba Division? In fact, it is also a fat man who is too lazy to find any strange names to modify, and just intercept it and use it like this, but the story is still very fun. Basically, the story in this chapter is paving the way for the main line of the future.

Of course, the subsequent stories will not be so compact to add so many elements.

Well, just say so much, it would be meaningless to say more, hehe, go to bed now, get up early tomorrow to attend the wedding.

By the way, I have to talk about something. I was beaten in the early morning and was so unfair to death. My fucking disaster came too quickly. The leaves of the tree hit my head, making me die! It was still right to deduct the points, but it was not in time. The person who brushed my book must be very happy and happy, right? But unfortunately, when I found that I was hit by clicks, I had already left a message to my editor-in-charge and filed a complaint in the complaint area.

I just want to say, those who complain, fight, quarrel, and all kinds of quarrels, please don’t drag me on me anymore? Fatty, I’m always smiling and bullying people from beginning to end. I don’t want to talk about such bullshit things with you. I don’t have the mood to play with this thing. Thank you, let me go!

Fatty, what I want is my real achievements, not false! I am only responsible for my readers, whether it is from Zongheng, Shuqi or Tianya’s friends! I have never posted a manuscript of Shuqi, but everyone understands it. Tianya, I have asked my editor for instructions, and I can allow me to post about 200,000 words in Tianya, just to boost popularity, and to see if it can be valued by some publishing and give a chance to publish.

I’m so nagging about it, sorry that today is later. I guess it will be possible to update it at this time tomorrow. I’m sorry for everyone. But the daily update will not be interrupted, I hope we can. Fatty is right!

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