Yu Zun shook his head and said: "Brother Ran Che, the reason why Yu Zun is telling you this is just to let you understand the logic. Since you are Yu Zun's friend, Yu Zun does not need your gratitude. Yu Zun also hopes to be with you." Brother Ran Che will get drunk again in the future. I hope Brother Ran Che will treat me well and don't let down the expectations and blessings of everyone."
At this time, there were some tears in Yan Ranche's eyes. He hummed: "Brother Yu, I, Yan Ranche, have only cried three times in my life. The first time was because of my mother, the second time and the third time... It’s all because of you, Brother Yu, you are the best brother to me, Yan Ranche, in my life.”
The old man interrupted the two of them, then turned to Yan Ranche and said: "I'm not here to watch your "Bitter Parting" this time. You're done with this matter, and take out some of the dry ink left on your body."
Yan Ranche was no longer as crazy as before. He took out a porcelain pot from his storage ring. The porcelain pot was as big as an ordinary wine pot. As soon as the porcelain pot was revealed, waves of faint fragrance filled everyone's nostrils.
At this time, in the silent mountain forest, there were only a few mournful cries of partridges. The few people who were still shouting to kill could no longer lift the sword in their hands. The sword was as heavy as a ten thousand-foot high mountain. What was even more strange was that , their arms were unable to exert any strength.
A withered old woman stared at the ragged old man with piercing eyes, and hissed from time to time, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message, but her cloudy eyes were full of venomous hatred: " You old immortal, a thousand years ago, you crippled 70% of my skills. I had to use the golden cicada's ability to escape from its shell and narrowly escaped with my life. A thousand years later, you came to ruin my good deeds again. I will kill you, my disciple, today. "
A miserable wind blew by, and several bloodless corpses on the ground came to life again. Their martial arts were not low when they were alive, but now they are even better than before. When Yu Zun and Yan Ranche were stunned, they almost came to life. The ghost claws swept a dark wind, and a whooshing sound passed in front of the two people. Yu Zun took a step back, but his clothes were still torn by the claw wind, but Yan Ranche couldn't avoid it and was hit.
However, Yan Ranche did not let out a painful groan. He actually clapped his sleeves and stood up with an unharmed expression. Just when Yu Zun relaxed a little, Yan Ranche picked up the long sword in his hand and stabbed Yu Zun. .
Yu Zun was stunned for a moment, his figure was like the wind, and he evaded quickly. Who knew that Yan Ranche was even faster? Like a hurricane, he rolled up the branches and leaves on the ground and slid past with a whooshing sound. Everyone felt in front of him Once cold, when he reacted, there was already a deep sword mark on his chest.
"Brother Ran Che, how did you get born?" Yu Zun asked while retreating, but Yan Ranche ignored his words and continued to attack like a shadow in the wind. At this time, a sinister laugh came from the secret place, The evil laugh was quite old, but it revealed a hint of cruelty: "Once you have been hit by his sword wind, you will become my puppet like him. You must thank that old immortal. Today I owe everything to him."
Hearing what the old woman said, Yu Zun, who had a worried look on his face, gradually raised the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Brother Ran Che, how is my martial arts? Do you want to learn more about it?"
Yu Zun gently pushed his left palm, and a huge force was like a huge wave, rolling up the grass on the ground and rushing towards Yan Ranche. The power of this palm actually knocked out some thousand-year-old plants in the deep forest. The huge old trees were uprooted, and what was even more horrifying was that even the cirrus clouds in the sky rolled and swam due to this huge force.
Everyone was startled, and were all stunned by this exaggerated scene, "He just pushed his palm lightly, and it produced such a huge force. Just now, we were standing on those bamboo leaves, wandering around the world, but It’s also because he pointed at the strings, what is his origin?”
At this time, Yan Ranche had regained his smile. He glanced at the old woman and said quietly: "Do you really think your claw wind can do anything to me?" After saying that, he saw a cluster of light flickering between his palms, and then the dense forest There was a muffled groan, followed immediately by another heavy sound of falling to the ground.
The evil old woman said angrily: "It seems that I still underestimated you, but next...".
But before the old woman could finish her words, the old man in ragged clothes gently stretched his arm forward. A huge arm, like a sky bridge, extended forward from the old man's cuff. Before long, the old man had more than one arm in his hand. He met a haggard old woman, who struggled to free herself from the shackles of her arms.
She wanted to repeat her old trick and get rid of the shackles of the giant arm with the golden cicada's escape technique. However, when her spiritual consciousness escaped from the shell, a mighty giant palm slammed down from Xuantian with a bang.
The old man said quietly: "Do you think that you were able to escape a thousand years ago because of your own incompetence? Ridiculous, ridiculous! Thousands of years ago, I thought it was not easy for you to practice martial arts for thousands of years, so I let you go and hoped that you would change your ways and return to the right path. What could I do? If you are still the same after a thousand years, then don’t blame me.”
"You're old and immortal, you can't die well."
The two giant palms suddenly came together, and a piercing scream pierced the sky, followed by a curl of green smoke, faintly floating out from between the pair of giant palms, and soaking into the ground.
The old man sighed and said: "If you do evil in your life, you will fall into the realm of animals in the next life."
Everyone was startled in their hearts. The green smoke just now soaked into the ground. The meaning of it must be very clear to the hearts of several people in the queue.
"Ku Mo" the old man frowned and said quietly.
Yan Ranche hurriedly walked to the old man holding the celadon pot, but the old man had a bald-haired pen in his hand. Yan Ranche was startled, and inexplicably, he felt more respect for the old man in his heart. The bald-haired pen was indeed It was the one that the old man gave him before, but he threw away the bald-haired pen for some reasons. Now this bald-haired pen appears in the old man's hand again, which is indeed strange and magical.
The old man rolled his pen in the dry ink, but he did not take out some rice paper. He just drew a line towards the horizon, and the dry ink turned into several rainbows. The old man frowned and shouted: "It's done!"
Those long rainbows followed the old man's arm and drew a few powerful characters on the horizon. The writing did not look like words, but like a few sword moves. The fierce momentum seemed to pierce the long sky.
But at this moment, Yan Ranche was stunned, his eyes were empty and his expression was stagnant. Of the dozen or so people present, he was the only one who could see through the deep meaning of those sharp and unruly characters.
The rustling autumn wind rolled up the grass leaves on the ground. In the quiet bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves rolled up from time to time, making bursts of rustling and trembling. The sky, which was already dark, was now filled with rainbow clouds blooming from those big characters. , and became as bright as before.
Yan Ranche stood there quietly, but in his pupils was the withered old man, waving a bald pen in his hand, performing earth-shattering moves. In the picture, although the old man was withered, his cloudy eyes sparkled. The sword light produced by it is no rougher than the peerless magic weapon in the legend of the world.
He was wearing a seemingly ragged black robe. The black robe was torn in the long wind, making loud noises. Although he was hunched over, his momentum was intended to pierce the sky.
But he saw his pen with a bare finger pointing towards the sky. A red sun actually synapsed on the tip of the pen. The red sun was like a jar of red ink. With a slight touch of the tip of the pen, he lifted it towards the sky. The long sky was silent and dark. Chad becomes crystal clear.
But his legs were not bent, and his skinny body was like a spear, whizzing into the clouds. He tapped the top of the clouds lightly, and waved the bald pen in his hand casually among the clouds.
A moment later, Yan Ranche was shocked by what he saw. On the cloud-shrouded Cangque, thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals wearing armor appeared unexpectedly. The old man shouted: "Fight!" The heavenly soldiers and generals behind him also shouted: "Fight!"
The frail old man was no longer the impression he had planted in Yan Ranche's heart before. The old man who scolded Fang Qiu lost his momentum, and his body turned into a rainbow light. The rainbow light shuttled between the clouds and mist, and behind him, Then he followed a group of powerful soldiers and generals.
But I don’t know how long it took, and suddenly a giant bronze door appeared in the originally bright sky. The old man drew his bald pen heavily in front of the bronze door. The giant door, which seemed as heavy as a rock mountain, actually let out a burst of decay. The broken sound, ba... creak... croak... creak...
Not long after, a crack opened in the giant bronze door, and a trace of ancient and desolate breath floated out from the crack. The dark and cold breath, like thousands of ghosts, gnawed at the light and light of this world. warmth.
Darkness has begun to bloom, and the light will gradually wither. Waves of withered wind sound come from the dark and deserted door. Yan Ranche's heart trembles, but he sees a fierce ghost, waving his ghost claws, and rushes towards him. Come.
boom!
There was a roar in his mind, and the picture in front of him was like a huge piece of glass, with several cracks gradually appearing, and then the cracks spread and shattered.
At this time, in front of him, the old man stood quietly opposite him with a smile in his eyes, while Yu Zun, Dugu Yinche, and Su Su stared at him closely with a trace of concern in his anxious eyes.
"What happened to you just now? Why did you faint suddenly?" Yu Zun asked with concern.
Yan Ranche glanced at the old man, but at this moment, the scene just now flashed through his mind from time to time. Seeing the old man shaking his head gently, he understood and said: "Maybe the wine that the old man gave me was fake. , the stamina is too strong”
Yu Zun nodded cryptically and said, "As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
At this time, the old man sighed quietly: "Yu Xiao'er, I have warned you before, I hope you will think about it again, alas! It's just that God's way is limitless. No matter what you do, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you even if I want to."
Yu Zun was stunned in his heart. He suddenly remembered what he experienced that night at Jianyin Peak. The old man said this, which confirmed that what happened that night was true.
"Why did senior say that I was in imminent disaster?" Yu Zun could not suppress the anxiety in his heart. He was not worried about his own life, but believed in Xing Hai's evil star's words. He didn't want anyone to die because of him.
The old man hunched his back and sighed quietly: "What secrets are there in that vast sea in your Dantian? Do you still need me to explain them?" However, this dull sound only appeared in Yu Zun's ears, but there was no other sound. Both smell.
Yu Zun looked at the old man in astonishment and thought to himself: "This old man's eyes are indeed vicious. Does he know that there is a ghost spring in my body?"
The old man said: "If you gain Cangwu, you will gain the world, but in order to gain Cangwu, all the benevolence and justice in the world will be lost."
"It turns out that he was referring to the Cangwu Qi in my body, but not the ghost spring." He sighed deeply in his heart, but thought to himself: "If he found out that there was a ghost spring in my body, he would definitely tell an even worse prophecy. , In short, I, Yu Zun, have had a bad fate in this life. It is not easy to change my destiny against the will of heaven..."
"Child, take care of yourself. The road ahead is long. Don't ask for reasons. You will see the result in three years..." The old man laughed happily, and the handwriting on the altar of dry ink was all integrated into it. Enter Yan Ranche's body.
"Junior, I didn't expect you to inherit the legacy of that crazy old man. The road ahead is long, don't ask about the way back." Sister, I have practiced hard under the moon and you have performed three points. The next time Lingmao Mountain opens again, it may be another thousand years. I hope you will not let yourself down. Don't let yourself down."
