After the thunder flash, heavy rain poured down, and huge raindrops covered the entire Wushuang City in the night.
Raindrops fell on Lu Lingfeng's cheeks. Stimulated by the cold rain, he woke up from a coma. He was in an extremely embarrassed state. When he saw his broken left arm, his pupils shrank sharply and he fell into silence.
After a while, he stood up from the grass and stumbled outside.
The heavy rain was still falling, hitting his face mercilessly. Along the way, there were cold corpses lying in various corners of the corridor and rooms. The pools of blood were shocking, and the monstrous blue flames were in the sky.
Spreading above the exquisitely carved attic, it spread its teeth and claws wantonly and crackled. Even the heavy rain could not extinguish the strange blue flames.
Lu Lingfeng came to the hall where his father often came to discuss matters. There was no one inside, and the objects were severely damaged. The entire hall was covered with criss-crossing sword marks.
Suddenly a bolt of thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, and Lu Lingfeng was shocked. Something he couldn't believe happened.
Looking back, I saw a frozen corpse hanging on the towering city tower outside the hall, with a strange blue cold air emitting from the whole body. A sharp sword penetrated his chest and was nailed to the city wall.
Let the violent storm beat you.
Lu Lingfeng fell to his knees on the spot, his eyes dull. The fact that his father was dead was like the sky in his heart had collapsed.
After a moment, he rushed out of the city lord's palace like crazy and ran forward. He didn't want to believe that all this was true. It should be a dream. When he woke up from the dream, everything would go back to how it was before, and his father would still be like that.
Pamper him, love him, protect him.
Unfortunately, he eventually passed out on the cold street due to lack of physical strength.
After waking up, it was already the third day, and he was lying in a dilapidated Taoist temple outside the city.
In the Taoist temple lived a white-haired Taoist who was wearing plain robes and with a withered face. When this man saw the awakened Lu Lingfeng, he said: "My dear, you are finally awake!"
Lu Lingfeng was slightly surprised. He lowered his head and glanced at the broken arm. This was not a dream after all, but a bloody reality that he was unwilling to accept! After a moment of silence, he raised his head and sneered: "Are you laughing at me, old man!"
The white-haired Taoist sat cross-legged on a strange rock protruding from the mountain forest, and said calmly: "If you think that the old Taoist is laughing at you, then you are wrong. The old Taoist is seeking the Tao!"
Lu Lingfeng's face was still very pale, and his injuries would be affected by any movement of his body. Seeing how strange the white-haired Taoist was, he couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Who are you and why did you bring me here? Could it be that you are also in a gang with those killers!
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The white-haired Taoist gently shook the whisk in his hand and said calmly: "The old Taoist name is Wuwei, and the worldly name is Yao Chi. He is just a Taoist who travels in the world of mortals. How can he be compared with those evil villains who kill people by nature?"
Lu Lingfeng looked at the other person and then said: "Why do you want to save me?"
"Because you and I are destined!" Yao Chi smiled lightly.
Lu Lingfeng scolded: "Nonsense, how can I be destined to you!"
"You have just experienced the tribulation of the mortal world, escaped from the mortal world, obtained the cause and effect, and were born with wisdom, how can you miss it?" Yao Chi said calmly.
When Lu Lingfeng heard this, his eyes gradually darkened: "Old guy, I am just a cripple now, helpless, and will be crippled for the rest of my life. Don't talk nonsense here that I don't understand. Stay away from me. I want to be quiet."
Jing! You saved me, don’t expect anything in return."
He leaned against the cold wall, recalling his glorious life, and then looking at himself who was now barely surviving, with a bitter smile on his lips. If he had a chance to start over, he would definitely hold on to his fate tightly. Unfortunately, this
It's too late.
"Don't you want to take revenge or find your true love?" Yao Chi stared at Lu Lingfeng and said, as if he said a very ordinary thing.
Hearing these words, Lu Lingfeng suddenly raised his head and looked at the other person, his eyes gleaming like a beast: "Who are you and why do you know about me!"
Yao Chi smiled indifferently: "The old Taoist said that my name is Yao Chi, and he is a wandering Sanren. The old Taoist knows a lot about your story, such as the 'Seven Kills' organization that attacked the city lord's palace at night!"
"What Seven Kills organization? Do you know the details of those people?" Lu Lingfeng said with a surprised look on his face, and his tone gradually became more polite.
Yao Chi explained with a serious face: "This is a terrifying killer organization, organized by seven top killers. Each of them possesses unique skills and extraordinary strength. They have a clear division of labor and are meticulous in their actions. They each have different code names in the world.
They are Greedy Wolf, Pojun, Wenqu, Wuqu, Jumen, Lianzhen, and Lucun! Once these seven people are all dispatched, they will surely set off a bloody storm and become famous in the world. Over the years, everyone has
Talking about it makes people become angry.”
"If such a thing happened, wouldn't I have no hope of revenge in this life?" Lu Lingfeng's eyes were full of hope a moment ago, but after hearing the origin of the 'Seven Kills', his eyes quickly dimmed, and his whole person was like a deflated rubber ball.
The spirit seemed extremely decadent.
Yao Chi brushed his beard and smiled: "What's wrong? Are you feeling desperate?"
Lu Lingfeng laughed at himself: "Look at what I, a loser, can do!"
"There are still many things that can be done. Whether you sink like this or transform into a butterfly, it all depends on your thoughts!" Yao Chi said.
Lu Lingfeng stared closely at this old man with mysterious origins, his eyes flickered, and he hesitated for a while before he respectfully said: "Old sir, please give me some advice!" This old man could save him, and his conversation was extraordinary, so he must not be an ordinary person.
"You have enjoyed glory and wealth all your life, and now you have experienced the heaviest blow and ups and downs in your life. You should have some awakening! Young people, don't be discouraged. The most tragic misfortune has passed. Now is the time for you to be favored by the god of luck.
A wonderful life has just begun! Without going through hellish training, how can you have the power to create miracles!" Yao Chi smiled and looked at the taciturn Lu Lingfeng as if he were looking at a piece of jade, looking very satisfied.
Lu Lingfeng looked downcast, clenched his right fist, and said with some self-doubt: "I am a cripple, but I really have the power to create miracles?"
"Of course, this power comes from your confidence!" Yao Chi took over the words, and his hearty laughter echoed in the mountains and forests. The flowers, plants and trees within a ten-mile radius swayed gently, as if they were swayed by a breeze.
Lu Lingfeng stared at Yao Chi with piercing eyes: "I'm sorry for my ignorance, but I dare to ask you your name!"
Yao Chi said with a smile: "Pindao is the fifty-sixth generation head of Tianji Sect, and also the master of Yunyin Valley. He came here to travel in the secular world for two purposes, to enlighten himself and to recruit disciples!"
"Then you always save me because you want to accept me as your disciple?" Lu Lingfeng said slightly surprised.
Yao Chi nodded: "Yes, Pindao just thinks that you are destined to me. You have refined the world of mortals, have a profound enlightenment, a clear mind, and extraordinary resilience. You are qualified to inherit our sect's Taoist tradition, and you are very suitable to be a disciple of Pindao."
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"Disciple is willing!" Lu Lingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up. How could he miss this great opportunity? He quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed!
Yao Chi said: "Actually, you have a better choice. Pindao always accepts his disciples according to fate, let everything take its course, and never force others!"
"You mean, I should worship under the Liuyun Sword Sect?" Lu Lingfeng frowned.
"This is a good choice. After all, your father is the elder of Liuyun Sword Sect's outer sect and has sufficient resources. Growing up there will be helpful for your revenge!" Yao Chi closed his eyes, showing the demeanor of a master.
Lu Lingfeng shook his head and refused: "No, I want to become stronger based on my own ability. I don't want that woman Li Mengjun to think that I am just a second-generation ancestor relying on the shadow of my father's generation! Moreover, I think my father's death is not that simple.
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"Covetousness of vanity is the biggest taboo in monasticism. If you want to become a disciple of my Tianji Sect, don't let your emotions affect your nature!" Yao Chi said in a calm tone, but there was something in his words that people could not refute.
momentum.
Lu Lingfeng immediately kowtowed: "Yes, I will obey my master's orders!" This was considered as his official apprenticeship, and he entered the most mysterious secret sect in Kyushu, Tianji Sect.
He then asked: "In Suwen Jiuzhou Continent, the eight major sects are the most powerful. Which sect is Tianji Sect? Why have I never heard of it?"
Hearing Lu Lingfeng's question, Yao Chi said solemnly: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Even among the eight major sects in Jiuzhou Continent, they probably rarely know that such a sect exists in the world! In fact, Tianji Sect has been in existence since the birth of the tribal era.
It has been passed down to this day and has a history of five thousand years. From ancient times to the present, there is only one family in the Kyushu continent. Over the past thousands of years, countless sects have collapsed, times have changed, and countless sects have risen rapidly, but few of them exceed the great ones that have been passed down for thousands of years.
The reason why the power has been passed down is because everything has two extremes. The peak will decline, and the peak will decline. The only way to inherit is to not participate in worldly disputes and retreat from the world to grudges! "
"I see, I've learned a lesson!" Lu Lingfeng showed a surprised expression.
