[I want to say something, now the novel has entered the countdown stage, and the whole is over. Fatty, it is the first time I wrote a supernatural novel, and I don’t know the routine. Although in the later stage, there are fewer supernatural parts, there are not many parts of Taoism. Apart from the inheritance, I see some gods and immortals in this story, but I have not yet gotten out of reality.

At least, I don’t want this book to become a fairy tale before the end. But after all, when writing a story, there must be a beginning and a cause and result.

A pure supernatural story, written for more than one million words, probably all the horror elements have been used up. At least I think if all of them are supernatural, I may not be sure to be a bad end in the end. But Fatty, I don’t want a bad end, I need a story with a beginning and an end. Since it is a story, it cannot be separated from a function of connecting the past and opening the future. I bought all the previous causes, and now it is the ending. The purpose of the ending is to have a perfect ending for this book. It is expected that the book should be finished around 2 million words, and now it is basically the ending.

As a fat man, I habitually use the method of setting up the building, and there will inevitably be unsatisfactory things.

Who is the protagonist Yang Guang? Why are so many people appearing around him on their own initiative?

Where is Ye Yi?

There is also the Tianlong organization, everything needs a clear description.

So, before the end of "Eternal Life", the story basically puts out clues, including why and why.

And when the last story of "Yin Tomb and Yang House" is basically completely separated from supernaturalism, Feng Shui and other things, and then move to the level that a story should have, that is, the ending, and the story, clues and characters described above are combined together to make the story fully plump. Perhaps, the later stage will be reduced by the reduction of supernaturalism, but I believe that people who are used to stories will not only like supernaturalism and horror. In that case, many people will write better and horror than me. Those who like this book believe that they like Ye Yi, Zhao Lei, and Yang Guang, and want to know what kind of things they have experienced, from weak to strong, from small to greatness. All I can do is... make this process perfect!

The above...I want to tell. The following, continue the story.]

"Ahem, a thousand years of opportunity, once in a thousand years. The descendants who can open the Immortal Town Cauldron. When you get this Immortal Town Cauldron, the road should be about to be opened. Are you ready?" Before the person arrived, the sound came first. The sound was so abrupt, as if it came from the horizon, it was empty but there was no echo.

Descendants? Am I? What kind of preparations?

I really want to know what happened, but the person who talked didn't even have a shadow.

Just as I was thinking, I felt a white light appear in front of me.

I 'suddenly exclaimed'. Of course, I couldn't make a sound, and the other party couldn't hear it. But what shocked me was that this person was so familiar to me. He was the old Taoist who called himself Bai Yunzi when he first opened the Seven Treasure Gourd.

He still looked like a fairy-like man, with long eyebrows, beard and beard, and white hair standing in front of me with his body.

He smiled at me slightly, and his deep eyes seemed to see me through thousands of years.

The voice is gentle, like a loving elder: "My descendants use the power of blood to activate this flowing light mantra, which proves that the old Taoist's calculations are not wrong. It is rare for my blood to remain there after a thousand years."

I saw the relief on his face, but then his expression dimmed, and sighed softly, and said quietly: "Oh, I don't know whether this is a blessing or a disaster. I can only make such preparations for this for a thousand years. Maybe we will meet again if we are destined to do that day.

Later generations, this treasure is called the Immortal-Suppressing Cauldron. It has the effect of gathering energy and attracting gods and making people gods. It is the best array eye spirit object for the formation. It is made by the old Taoist who has been able to refine several precious materials after a hundred years of hard work, and it is also the key to inherit the "Sign of Heaven" of the Taoist system. The method left by me can be cultivated to the extreme to achieve immortality. There are also hundreds of years of magic power in the cauldron that can be absorbed into the body and foundation to refine the spirit when obtaining the Taoist system. I hope that in the final "Day of Opening the Heaven" in the future, I hope that my descendants can help me with my arm. If the Taoist power is full, perhaps... can also transcend this world, become a truly free immortal, obtain true immortality, and transcend the constraints of this world. Throughout history, I have known that many people with Taoism can slowly transcend the path of immortality, how many people will obtain it?"

I saw that he was thinking a little, and seemed to have something else to say.

"The way of heaven is fifty, escape from one of them. One of them is the gate of immortality and the road to open the sky. The road is bumpy, and I don't know how many fellow Taoists have been buried. No matter who your surname is now, it is true that there is no need for my descendants to have my bloodline in my body. Our fellow Taoists use this way of heaven to escape from one of them, set up this thousand-year plan, and use the power of blood to inherit the treasures, so that the treasures can still return to the people with bloodlines after a thousand years.

In this way, our judgment is correct. Then, what I want to say below is particularly important, and future generations must remember it."

I saw his face as serious as ever, the light and light appearance on his face completely disappeared, and his voice became more and more serious: "After me, the 'Jiantian Scroll' is my reference to the stars and sunsets of the heaven and earth. Then I accidentally entered the refuge of the human race. I got more information. Unfortunately, I did not leave Taoist dynasty on the earth at that time, so I returned to the earth by breaking the shelter from the shelter, but I could no longer find my bloodline. I could only leave Taoist dynasty and the Immortal-Suppressing Cauldron, and there was another chance to transcend the world.

Have you seen this? This is a tomb. It is where our fellow Taoists place the fruit of immortality. You can find this tomb based on the pictures drawn in the cauldron. This... this is also a test for you. If you can't even enter the tomb, don't participate in the last opportunity. Later generations want to do it themselves, and they want to do it themselves. The world changes, the world changes, and the world is changing, let alone people. If you are destined, we will meet."

As before, the picture ended here, and in an instant my consciousness returned to itself.

It seemed that someone was pushing me hard, and I fell back to my back, and a very strong contact between my head and the floor.

"It's evil!" I said the first sentence with my eyes. In Ye Yi's surprised gaze, I made a point and pointed at the "Immortal-Suppressing Cauldron" covered with my blood and said, "There is a flowing light curse on it."

Ye Yi frowned and did not immediately ask me what kind of information I got in the streaming spell. Instead, he walked back to the metal shuttle he held and sat cross-legged.

He stroked the shuttle with both hands, then slowly raised his head and looked at me and asked, "Let me try it. If there is also a streaming spell on it, I will listen to the information in your streaming spell."

I nodded.

Ye Yi used a knife to pick his fingertips, and blood poured out along the wound. Then he evenly applied the blood on his fingertips along the fine patterns on the metal shuttle.

When Ye Yi was about to apply the metal shuttle to blood, I saw Ye Yi trembling all over, and he seemed to have lost his soul and remained motionless.

"Is it also a streaming light curse?" I whispered.

If it was really a streaming light curse, then, I remember that the old Taoist who was originally in the picture had at least five inheritors.

Is this fate? Is it the layout of the powerful ancients? Such an amazing layout can still be passed down through time and space that spans thousands of years.

So, is it the hand of fate that manipulates us? Or are the old Taoist priests in the five pictures?

I sat in front of Ye Yi, looking at him, recalling the scene when I first met him, and the adventures I had with Ye Yi again and again, seemed to appear in my life so suddenly. It changed my life trajectory, but what followed was the ups and downs of life. The seemingly supernatural circles were full of variables. Many times, it seemed that someone was causing trouble, and we were solving the trouble.

Is the Tianlong organization? At this moment, I am more eager for the Tianlong to arrange all the troubles, and at least I can find a way to solve them. Even if it is powerful and terrifying, it is a person of an era! Not a traceless immortal! It is a legendary powerful man. I don’t know how capable these old Taoists who have spanned thousands of years have. If what Bai Yunzi said just now is not mixed, the so-called "Singing the Heaven Scroll" can make people live for ten thousand years!

So how long is it? The Qin and Han dynasties have only been two thousand years. Perhaps... they are still alive, living in a corner of the world, waiting for what they call "the opening of the sky" to begin. The opportunity that is said to be able to live forever is to plan for a thousand years and live for thousands of years. The powerful mana power, the extremely long life span of nearly ten thousand years, and the ability that even science cannot explain clearly. All of this is too frightening. Even if... even if they were our ancestors.

I lit a cigarette silently, and this was so scary.

Anyone who suddenly knows that there may be more than one person who has been alive for thousands of years. Tell you that he is planning, planning, and doing so. No matter how big my heart is, I can't hold such information.

Ye Yi, I hope you can accept such terrifying information.

Suddenly, I had a very, very terrible guess. This guess made my fingers tremble violently, and the cigarette butts rolled along my warehouse tube on the floor, and the curling smoke filled my eyes.

"Ye Yi!" I called him in a low voice.

I felt a little scared. This fear seemed to have only been a long time since I started to contact the creatures in another world with Ye Yi, and gradually lost my fear of them. Unexpectedly, it spread again, which was a deep sense of helplessness.

yes!

That's right!

It’s helpless. Whether it’s the organization of Tianlong or the Bai Yunzi in the streaming light curse, they are too strong! They involve much more levels and know more than us.

I'm afraid I still have fear of the unknown.

I don’t know how those people from thousands of years ago and how they let us enter the trap set by thousands of years later, so that such an almost incredible method can allow us to obtain treasures of blood inheritance.

And that grave...

Thinking of this, I rolled over and got up, and the map! Bai Yunzi said that he left me a map, which was in the inner wall of the Zhenxian Ding.

I carried the immortal-stained tripod covered with my blood to the light, and there were strange patterns. Could this be the map?

I subconsciously held the immortal-Shenzhen Ding in my arms with one hand and touched the picture inside with the other: "I won't let me smash this thing open to get the map, right?"

I said to myself.

"No, you can use the method of typing the characters to draw out the map inside." Ye Yi's voice suddenly rang.

I looked up at him and saw that he had walked behind me at some point.

"Awakened? Have you noticed anything?" I put the Zhenxian Ding on the coffee table next to me.

Ye nodded and said, "There is a map hidden in your fairy-town tripod."

"How do you know?" I looked at Ye Yi in surprise, but after a brief exclaim, I immediately realized the mistake I made and quickly corrected it: "You saw there too, right? It seems that even if your inheritor and I met were not the same person, they should be one of those five people, right?"

"Yeah." Ye Yi nodded slightly: "I know that your name is Zhenxian Ding, and I also know that my name is Pitiansou."

Haha...Shenzhenxian...Pirate the sky...

I turned my eyes to the Pitianshu held in Ye Yi's arms, and smiled a little unnaturally: "Are we in the fairy tale story?"

"Maybe it's more complicated." Ye Yi said: "Tell me what you're seeing."

I nodded and slowly explained to Ye Yi the picture I saw just now in the Stream of Light.
Chapter completed!