Taking a step out of the shack, there was no one around Liu Dan. He was cultivating in all four realms, especially because he was cultivating the Bingguan Dao skill. It was rare that he was deceived by others, or fell into a formation without knowing it. season. The hard training in the early years has already made the descendants of Bingguan Dao. They have never been afraid of the big and small formations that enchant the soul. They have a strong heart and are able to cultivate Bingguan Dao to the extreme. Regardless of who pioneered Bingguan Dao. Whether the former sages really had such extraordinary talents or were just stuck in their own arrogance, they could all tell that this heir to the Bing Guan Dao was really good.
But now the successors of Bingguan Dao in the four realms can't tell whether they are in the human world or stepping into a virtual realm or a large formation. They just feel that it is quite natural and there is no smoke and fire at all. It is almost as if they are breaking into this place alone. The sky and the earth are covered with dead grass and poplars, and leaves have fallen all day long in autumn. It is hard to describe how miserable it is.
At the end of the bluestone road, there was only such a deep hall, which looked very familiar. When Liu Dan stepped into this square deep hall with the two swords of Lu Gong in his divine arms, he saw the heavy double rings behind him and the old Tong door covering the deep hall. Sitting there was a young man, an old man dressed very strangely and carrying several swords behind him. Only then did he remember where he had seen this deep hall before. Xia Song has been in decline for many years, and it seems that many things were buried deeply by Liu Dan along with the sound of his good heart, good fortune, and peace.
Liu Dan's Bingguan Road came from an old man in his fifties with a good face.
The old man likes to have three to five knives and two or three swords on his back. Sometimes he would use two spears when he got up. Now that he thinks about it, the technique is indeed a return to his original nature, and he is really clever. At that time, Liu Dan, I can't tell much about the skills at all. I just feel that when I was walking around in the world, there were almost countless people who were better than this old man in sword and gun skills. I didn't think that this old man was smart at all. The reason why he was defeated repeatedly was that he was often beaten by the old man. The move was understated and dismissed, always saying that the old widower was very lucky, but within two days, he was eager to try again and competed with the old man again.
As expected, the two people sitting opposite each other in the deep hall soon started arguing. Liu Dan, a young relative, cursed and said that he had learned another move today. If it were a sword fight, 80% of the elderly widowers would not be able to bear it twice. , can chop off his head and use it as a cuju. The old man scolded the little hozen with a crooked nose and squinting eyes. In just a few moves, he knocked the knife out of Liu Dan's hand far away and threw him to the ground. I covered my waist and legs for a long time and didn't even get up.
But neither of them seemed to notice that Liu Dan, who was holding two swords at the door, slowly sat down and watched the old man and the young man bickering with interest.
"Every disciple of Bingguan Dao has two bright and dark disciples, but most of them will never meet each other for life. In the end, I think you, Liu Dan, will not be able to take the position of the successor of Bingguan Dao. It just so happens that you know a little bit about it. The fur of fists, feet, and swords is better than going to the rivers and lakes to earn a living, and don't bother me here all day long." The old man was often scolded by the rogue Liu Dan in anger, but after tossing and turning, this was the one he said the most. But Liu Dan really can't find many faults with his abilities. Moreover, he has been in the world since he was a child, and he was born with such a stubborn character that can gnash his teeth. Therefore, his cultivation cannot be said to be rapid, but it is enough to impress an old man in his fifties.
"Old solitary widow, you know my temper. Don't say it's a matter of light and dark. Even if that person is in the fifth realm now, I still have to fight with him. If he becomes your successor, old solitary widow, you will If you open the door, there will be smoke rising from the top of the mountain." The young Liu Dan sat motionless, but he did not give in to his words at all.
Liu Dan, who was sitting outside the hall, could only smile bitterly, but his expression dropped.
At that time, the only woman in the world who could be called Liu Lang had just passed away three years ago. Liu Dan retired from the world and returned to his hometown to mourn for three years. However, he accidentally met this old man who was even more unreasonable than himself, and they exchanged blows. , suffered a lot of beatings, but fell in love with this old man who behaved and dressed very strangely. It was only when he entered the practice of spiritual practice that he found a glimmer of light in the confusion, drunkenness and death.
Liu Dan, who is now in the fourth realm, is sitting outside the deep hall. Every time he looks up at his young self, he can see a strong sense of decay between his eyebrows.
After all, I am afraid that not even my cheap master can guess why I intend to get involved in spiritual practice. It should probably be that after the girl passed away, she could not clean up the desolate haze in her heart and had nothing to do, so she gave up all her unsatisfactory feelings. On the path of spiritual practice, one can achieve the four realms today. However, Liu Dan has been like this for many years.
There was never any joy.
"Speaking of which, even if your boy is called Lao Guwu all day long, my teacher is very fond of you two successors, one overt and one undercover. I actually have the intention to open up a circle and let you two meet. Even if it breaks the sky, it is just a matter of past dynasties. The rules set by the previous sages are broken when they are broken. Do you really want to go to the underworld to blame me and help you as a teacher?"
Liu Dan, who was quite young, waved his hand and said, "Who cares about your Bingguan Dao? I just think that the move is quite smooth. If I can really cultivate to the four realms and five realms, I can go anywhere in the world and no one dares to offend me. Then What's the use? I just came to you to learn some skills when I had nothing to do. I don't think I think your old man is very smart at all."
Liu Dan, who was sitting cross-legged outside the hall, just smiled. He never cared about the nonsense he talked about when he was young, but put all his spiritual thoughts around him.
From what Liu Dan could see, whether it was the pipa player or Yun Zhong, who also practiced formations and had a red dragon by his side, their versatile magical powers were not necessarily inferior to his own. However, the scene that suddenly appeared here was almost He could confuse the fake with the real, and he really couldn't tell the real from the fake. Even when Liu Dan handed over the Tianji Stone to calm his five senses, he still didn't notice anything strange. He only felt that the deep hall in front of him, and the two people in the deep hall, were like a picture scroll. Exhibition, completely unable to distinguish.
Bingguandao used to have a way to spy on the formation, with the intention of observing its formation and understanding its formation patterns, so that it could break the formation by means, but Liu Dan still couldn't make a single point even if he used all twelve celestial stones. I saw signs of its formation, so I didn't get up and move around, but sent several celestial stones around, but unfortunately I never got half of them. However, after all, Liu Dan didn't want to think too much again, so he planned to leave and seek a way to break this virtual realm. But just when Liu Dan stood up, a woman floated over and slowly walked into the deep hall. in.
At that time, there were only two descendants of Bingguan Dao, Mingzi and Yinzi. The old man who passed down Bingguan Dao never mentioned to Liu Dan who was the Mingzi and who was the Yinzi. Liu Dan was most familiar with the woman who came from the air, but he never thought that the girl who almost made him want to die when he was young was the Mingzi in Bingguan Road.
"After meeting the master for a few months, I heard that I would appoint a successor to Bingguan Dao. In order to be a descendant of Bingguan Dao, I need to destroy the Jinmi Sect. Since my disciple has an old grudge with the Jinmi Sect, Please be sure to let me try it first before letting Liu Dan go."
The woman was very good at making tea, but the old man had no intention of taking it.
"You are more talented than Liu Dan, you are Mingzi. What's more, since Bingguan Dao is bound to retaliate, how can you be ordered to go to Jinmimen alone? After all, it is also the Xianjia sect that has prospered with Bingguan Dao to this day. It will definitely want you. It’s better for the two of us to go together. That kid is no more than three levels above and will not be able to accomplish anything, but it would be great to have a helping hand.”
"In the early years, I have lied to him several times. It is really difficult to say that I was honest with him. I was neither abandoned by my parents nor dead. I came to practice with the master. Both parents died. At the hands of Jin Mimen, there is a deep blood feud. He must be punished by one person. I hope Master will fulfill his wish. If his disciple really destroys Jin Mimen, Liu Dan will be the successor of Bingguan Dao and owe him a lot. This is the only way to repay. ".
The woman smiled and insisted on serving the tea.
"If it weren't for Liu Lang who cherished me, I would always think that I was a lonely person with a blood feud and never had anything to do with the world. There would probably be no one in the world except Liu Lang who could tolerate me. It's a pity that even Liu Lang "You probably know that I have deceived you several times, and even pretended to die to come to practice, but you also don't want to get close to me any more. I feel tired from coming and going, so it's better to figure everything out clearly and be clear."
"My disciple Hong Hong's sewing skills are not very good. He has spent a lot of effort over the past two or three years to weave such a sword tassel. I'm afraid he will have to trouble his master to give it to Liu Lang. Logically speaking, there may not be any chance of survival if he goes this time. It's best not to make him think about him for a long time. There are many good girls in the world. Don't stay too long at this withered vine. But Liu Lang treats me as if it's winter and spring. This sword spike , it should just be some thoughts."
Liu Dan, who stood outside the door, was stunned for a long time. It was not until the woman floated away that he wanted to reach out to stay, but the microwave rolling around him suddenly tore the scroll into pieces.
A few days later, Liu Dan took over as the successor of Bingguan Dao. After two months, the old man said goodbye and traveled around the world.
It seems that there has never been any clarity in the world
Zi Anzi only had Liu Dan with a sword spike in his arms. After this incident, he forgot many old things and was confused and lost his whereabouts. In the end, he didn't know how to get to Xia Songbian Pass. On the straw mat in the alley, he Beggar for many years.
After the scenery dispersed, Liu Dan sat in front of the empty deep hall. At this time, the deep hall was already an extremely old deep hall. It was covered with spider silk and yellow leaves were scattered all over the ground. After being soaked by the autumn rain, it became dim and yellow. They were laid out all the way to the center of the deep hall, and no one cared about them anymore. Liu Dan has never forgotten this matter. Instead, he has pushed this matter to a place he has never remembered. Quan pretended that he had never seen it before, and it suddenly came to his mind when the sword in his arms was warm, so he shrank his body to In front of the empty deep hall, let the autumn wind blow down.
Withered roads and empty alleys, withered grass and withered poplars, spider silk hanging all over the shrine, the chaotic red color has faded away, autumn colors are rippled, branches are hung with flying frost, you can see life and death.
