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Chapter 122: A friend from ten thousand years ago(1/2)

A hundred miles away from the valley, the entrance of the mountain village,

Wu Deng appeared suddenly, and he looked at the scene in the village and walked in directly.

There are many people in the village. Those who can know the mysterious seniors of the valley are either extremely strong or have a backstage to come here to meet opportunities.

The lightless walks in the street. Strangely, the passers-by around seemed to completely ignore him. Occasionally, passers-by would collide with him. He would automatically let go of the truth and let the lightless go first.

After Wudeng left, a trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of passers-by, as if he was wondering what he had done just now, but he couldn't remember anything, so he shook his head helplessly and left.

Wudeng walked all the way, and finally stopped in front of an inn. He looked up and saw that it was written: Longmen Inn.

Wudeng smiled slightly and walked in directly.

The enthusiastic waiter inside seemed to be unable to see the lights without a single light and did not say hello thousands.

However, at this time, several old men sitting drinking tea and chatting saw no lights.

Their eyes flashed with horror, they immediately stood up, bowed to Wudeng and said, "I have seen the Great Master Wudeng."

The abnormality of several old men made the others in the inn very puzzled. They looked at the door and were suddenly shocked.

At this time, an old monk appeared at the door, covered in bones, thin as a hair, but his eyes were bright and bright.

Those who can be at Longmen Inn are at least in the state of distraction.

The inn is so big, and there is a person standing at the door, and they didn't notice it.

If it weren't for the few old men bowing to the lampless, they would have subconsciously ignored the old monk.

This feeling is not invisible, but in my heart, I automatically ignore the existence of the old monk.

It's even more terrifying than invisibility.

He was standing there, you clearly saw it, and it appeared in your eyes, but you forgot him.

At this time, a hearty laugh came from the second floor of the inn: "You old bald donkey, you also like to play this trick of slutching your purpose."

Everyone in the inn looked up and bowed quickly, "I have seen the Great Sword Saint."

The old man on the second floor had a long sword behind him, with a childish face, and a plain clothes, looking quite fairy-like.

At this moment, the figure without lamps became clearer, as if he had walked in from another world.

"I have seen the Master Wulan."

Everyone bowed again, all of whom had achieved success in their cultivation, and at least they had lived for hundreds of years. After a change of mind, they naturally understood the causes and consequences.

Wudeng ignored everyone because of his status. After nodding, he took a step forward and disappeared with the Sword Saint Great Venerable on the second floor.

The next moment, they had already appeared in a private room.

"Old bald donkey, have you ever seen the mysterious master in the valley?" asked the Great Sword Saint, smiling.

"If you come, I will come naturally." Wudeng said.

"I didn't come because of the mysterious valley. Although I was quite interested, the five golden-winged elders and the ancient wild beasts appeared here before. The younger generation begged me and then they stayed here." The Sword Saint said directly.

Wulan was quite speechless about this.

The Great Sword Saint Master laughed and said, "You can't say that, that valley is really weird. With my strength, I can only slightly detect the abnormality and can't even find the portal."

The Sword Saint said, and then felt that he was losing face like this, and added: "Of course, I don't want to make trouble with him, but I just slashed out with one sword. No matter what formation he is, he has to show my true form."

Wu Deng laughed and woke up again. Seeing that his old friend was still the same as before, he felt a little happy.

After all, there are not many old friends who are still alive. This time I wake up, a large number of old friends will have to leave.

Thinking of this, Wudeng's face became a little sad.

What a character, the Great Sword Saint, who had been with Wulan for thousands of years, could this old friend understand what it meant with just one look.

"You guy, are you going to curse us to die sooner? I don't know who is ahead." The Great Venerable of Sword Saint said angrily, with a bit of an old boy.

Wudeng didn't deny it, but just said, "You still remember the matter about the disasters of heaven and earth."

"Do you want to say that it is time for the greatest tribulation now?" The Great Sword Saint Venerable looked much more serious and asked when he heard this.

"I'm not sure, I just feel that this is possible." Wu Deng shook his head and said.

"So, even you can't see through this valley. I came out to see if it was related to the disaster, right?" said the Great Venerable of Sword Saint.

Wudeng is silent. This old boy just likes to guess randomly, although sometimes he guesses very accurately.

Seeing Wudeng was speechless several times, the Great Sword Saint Venerable was obviously a little proud.

Wudeng said angrily: "I'm too lazy to care about you, I'll go and take a look."

After saying that, the body began to fade and then disappeared.

The Great Sword Saint siped the tea and laughed out loud. Obviously, this was one of his few pleasures in life.

In the inn, there were many people talking.

"Who was that just now? The Master Wudeng Da, this title is so familiar." A young man couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"No, our human race is the twenty-eight great venerables, and the great venerables without lamps are among the top ten, and the Dinghai Ding Needle of the Fayan Sect."

"Even the Lampless Master has come here. Is he also because of the senior in the mysterious valley?"

"I think it's very likely that the Great Venerable Without Lamp is said to be able to see the past and present in the future. I can't say that one more Venerable of the Human race will have to be there."

"The Master Wudeng Da is very powerful. He is obviously in front of me, but I can't see him."

"I didn't hear the Great Venerable of the Sword Saint, that's a great magical power of blocking the eyes."

"Uh, didn't the Sword Saint Great Venerable talk about a trick?"

"Silly, the trick for the Great Venerable is a great supernatural power for us."

"So that's the case, it's because of some ignorant."

......

The lightless disappeared from the private room and when it appeared again, it had already arrived in a mountain range a hundred miles away.

He looked around and saw countless golden lights flashing through his pupils.

After a moment, he folded his hands together and bowed and said, "Welcome to you without lamp."

As he finished speaking, green starlight appeared on the ground around him, and an old man appeared in front of him.

This old man was the old tree in the valley. He looked at the old monk in front of him, with a trace of memories in his eyes.

The old man actually recognized this monk.

However, from Wudeng's eyes, he obviously did not have a familiar feeling, and he did not know Shu Lao.

At this moment, Wu Deng's heart trembled. In his perception, the old man like a phantom in front of him was carrying endless great power. With his strength, he could not see through it at all. Obviously, his cultivation level was far above him.

Who is Wu Deng? One of the top priests of the human race, it is precisely because he and the other 27 great priests guarding the human race that led to the human race's current stable life.

But he vaguely felt a little familiar, as if the old man in front of him seemed to have seen it. Could it be that he was the mysterious master in the valley?

Thinking of this, Wudeng bowed again and said, "I have met senior."

Old Shu shook his head slightly and said, "I am not the senior in your heart. You and I can only be matched by each other."

Wudeng is not pretentious, and directly expressed his doubts: "Fellow Taoist, have we seen it?"

The old tree didn't play the puzzle, and said directly: "You were a little novice monk at the time, and I was a piece of dead tree, so I've seen it."

Wu Deng heard this and pondered slightly, and the long-lasting memories began to be read.

It was an early morning, and he was just a child.

Children as old as him in the tribe are almost getting married.

Three uncles went to the tribe to talk to the leader.

There was an uncle holding a piece of dead wood in his hand. He looked at it curiously.

"Born with a wise eye? Not bad, come here, let's study hard." The uncle holding the dead tree seemed surprised to find that the child could see him, and handed over a book with a smile.

The little boy subconsciously took it and looked at the writing, which contained a line of large words: Lanka Abatara Sutra.

From then on, the little boy embarked on the path of practicing Buddhism.

The little boy who once received the Buddhist scriptures is today's Master Wulan.

"Fellow Daoist, it turns out it's you." Wu Deng seemed to understand everything and said with a smile.

The old man of Shu smiled and nodded at this moment. He ushered in a new life from the dead trees, and his previous life was all about him and the floating clouds. Therefore, in his opinion, it was like a little boy who had achieved enlightenment together.

"I wonder if the senior in the valley is?" Wu Deng's mood for many years also had waves of turbulence at this moment. He thought of the big tree that he gave him Buddhist scriptures back then.

The dead tree in my hand is the old man in front of me, so why wouldn’t the person in the valley be like this?

The old man shook his head gently, obviously guessing what Wudeng thought, and said, "The Three Emperors are my benefactor, and the one in the valley is my master."

A trace of loss flashed in Wudeng's heart, but his mood became more and more turbulent.

He is now at the peak of the Eight Tribulation Great Venerable. Not to mention that he is invincible in this world, but he only wants to defeat him with two palms.

The old man in front of him, the dead tree, was naturally considered one.
To be continued...
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