The valley itself is a bit dark, so the cave is even darker.
He Yidao touched the stone wall and walked forward very slowly.
He felt something strange from the information he sensed when he touched the wall with his hands. He had a feeling that this cave was dug out by humans.
There are traces of ax chiseling in the cave, which may not be hammers and axes, but may be other weapons.
Human beings always don't like darkness. Darkness will cover people's senses. People don't like the feeling of being blinded. Therefore, people like light.
At this time, He Yidao was walking slowly in the dark, and he was very wary of unknown things.
He felt his way along the stone wall. Fortunately, the cave was not complicated. There were no twists and turns, but it was very straight.
What would it be like to walk in the dark for a long time and suddenly see a burst of light?
He Yidao groped in the darkness for a long time and finally saw a glimmer of light.
The light was very gentle and not dazzling at all.
First of all, he was surprised. He slowly walked to the light source, only to find that the light source came from a milky white bead.
The beads are hanging on the stone wall above the head, and they are constantly emitting light, like a small sun, covering an area.
In that area, just below the beads, there is a table. On the table, there is a cloth bag and a book.
There is not a trace of dust on it, as if it had just been placed.
He Yidao walked to the table and picked up the book on the table. On it were written three characters "Sword Raising Jue" in a unique language of this world.
Writing is a tool for recording and inheritance.
He opened the book in his hand and wrote at the beginning: A sword cuts the ground, and the road reaches the sky!
"What is this?"
"This is a technique for cultivating immortals." Suddenly, an old voice came from the darkness.
"Who?!" He Yidao didn't care about what the speaker said and instead shouted in shock.
After all, in this environment, the sudden appearance of another person's voice is frightening to everyone.
However, He Yidao's childishness has not gone away, and his milky voice is still pure.
That cry of fright sounded like a scream of fear.
"My name is Jingyang." The old voice continued. At this time, He Yidao saw a little fluorescent light gathering in the darkness, vaguely forming a human shape.
Not long after, an old man with a faint fluorescent light all over his body walked out of the darkness. He had fair hair and a childish face, and the skin on his face was as rosy and tender as a child's, without any wrinkles.
"It's you?!" He Yidao looked like he had seen a ghost.
"Oh? Have you seen me?" the old man smiled mysteriously.
"I've seen it..." He Yidao still can't accept what he sees so far.
This old man has seen it himself!
He remembered looking out the window when he was drinking in a tavern in his previous life, and he saw this old man floating in the air looking at him.
He remembered clearly that it was still raining at that time, but the rain did not fall on the old man. Instead, the rain deliberately slipped from his side as if his eyes were open.
This old man is very strange. Not only can he float in the air, but the rain does not come close to him.
He remembered that the old man said something inexplicable to him before leaving.
It was just that the old man disappeared in a flash. He once suspected that he had an illusion because of nervousness.
It wasn't until he saw the old man in front of him now. The old man at that time had the same gentle smile as the old man in front of him, and it was exactly the same, that he knew he was right.
He has indeed seen it.
The only difference is that the old man in front of me emits a faint fluorescence and is transparent. The old man I saw before is an entity.
"What did he tell you?" the old man asked with a smile.
"He told me three words, destined person." He Yidao felt that the old man in front of him did not look like a bad guy, but was full of mystery.
But He Yidao suddenly felt something was wrong, "You mean him? Aren't you the same person?"
"You can say yes, you can say no." The old man's gentle voice made people feel comfortable.
"What's the meaning?"
"I am the wisp of sword consciousness he left behind. I can represent him, but I am not him." The old man looked at He Yidao, still confused, and continued to give an example: "It's like the hair on a person's body, I have a part of that person.
Characteristics can represent that person, but they are not that person."
"The difference is that this hair of yours has thoughts? It has wisdom?" He Yidao asked.
The old man smiled, "Yes, I only have part of his memory and a little knowledge."
"Then why did he leave you here?" He Yidao was confused.
"Waiting for you." the old man said.
"Wait for me?" He Yidao asked.
The old man explained to him, "The book "Sword Raising Technique" you are holding in your hand is the mountain-holding method of the Tiantai Mountain of the Tianjian Sect. It can lead directly to the great road and practice to become an immortal. I cultivated wholeheartedly at the beginning, and I did not accept a single disciple until I ascended to the immortal world.
, so that the inheritance was lost. Now that Tiantai Mountain, one of the nine peaks of the Tianjian Sect, has lost its inheritance, I am afraid it has been abandoned long ago. I feel ashamed of the ancestor, so I leave the inheritance here and wait for the destined person."
"How do you know I'm the one who's destined to be you?"
"Fate is something that cannot be said or sought." The old man smiled mysteriously.
"Can you really become an immortal through this "Sword Raising Art"?"
"Have you seen me before?" In order to confirm his suspicion, the old man asked again.
Seeing He Yidao nodding, the old man continued: "When I ascended, I would definitely break the void and follow the passage to the fairy world to go to the fairy world, but I met you halfway. This was also fate. You originally
Anyone who meets me has become an immortal, otherwise how could I meet you across the border?"
He Yidao thought about it and felt it made sense, "You know I'm not from this world?"
"You are full of aura and wise. If you are not a born god, you are the reincarnation of the Buddha. After the born god is born, someone will guide you. Although you do have the shadow of Buddhism in your body, you do not have the Buddha's intention in the eminent monk. From this point of view, you are a
He is not a born god, and secondly, he is not the reincarnation of the Buddha. And five years ago, I ascended to the fairy world, and you said you had seen my true body, which only means that you are not from this world." The old man analyzed it, and his face was still.
With that unique gentle smile.
He Yidao was shocked when he knew that his origin could be seen by others.
"But you don't have to be afraid. No one in the world of cultivation will care about you. And when you grow up, naturally this won't be a problem. As long as you don't act too prematurely when you were young," the old man continued.
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"Thank you for your advice, senior." He Yidao saluted the old man.
"This "Sword Raising Technique" is one of the best in the world. Are you willing to learn it?" The old man smiled at the corner of his mouth.
He Yidao was silent for a moment. He still remembered the Tang Clan's techniques in his mind, but he didn't learn them. Naturally, it was because he didn't want to have anything to do with the Tang Clan anymore.
And he wants to take revenge. Without a cultivation method, it will be difficult for him to take revenge.
He Yidao knelt on his knees, bowed his head and kowtowed three times, "Master, please bow to me, my disciple."
The old man smiled and touched the beard at the corner of his mouth, "Okay, from today on, you are the 21st successor of the Tianjian Sect and the peak master of Tiantai Mountain."
"Remember, we cultivators are not allowed to do anything that kills innocent people indiscriminately! We are also not allowed to be bullied by others!"
"yes……"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man turned into a ray of light and penetrated into He Yidao's eyebrows.
He Yidao felt dizzy, and then a lot of information came to his mind, including the practice precautions of "Sword Raising Jue" and the art of raising swords, as well as some knowledge in the world of cultivation.