That night, Tiemubi was shaken. Not only Tiemushan disappeared without a trace, but also the ghost Xuandao. There was no trace, and no clues could be found. Only Yifan was called by Tiemubi for questioning, because
Before Gui Xuandao disappeared, he and Yi Fan stayed in the green bamboo forest.
When Qingcheng came, Zhong Bi threatened to accept a disciple, and Tie Mushan and Gui Xuandao disappeared one after another. It is not difficult to imagine that, but Yi Fan did not repay the truth and admitted to meeting Gui Xuandao. After that, the two separated and never knew each other again.
Whereabouts.
The reason why they concealed it was because the Qingcheng group did not allow anyone to know the truth.
Then Yi Fan returned to the room, and his mind kept thinking about the conversation he had with Qingcheng today. Regarding fate, it is all in the future. Now Yi Fan is too lazy to think about it. What worries him at this moment is the last time before the two parted.
I said, 'If it were me, I would treat them as one subject'.
The meaning of this statement is obvious and easy to understand, but what makes Yi Fan confused is how to treat two doors as one?
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door: "Yi Fan, are you in there?" The owner of the voice was none other than Temu Khansheng. Yi Fan lived in Temudu for a long time. The two of them often met, but neither of them deliberately came to see each other.
At this time, in the middle of the night, Tiemu Hansheng came suddenly. At this moment, it was roughly clear what the matter was.
Yi Fan responded, opened the door and invited him in. He poured tea and water without saying a word, as if he was waiting for Tiemu Hansheng to speak first.
As expected, Tiemu Hansheng was straightforward: "Yi Fan, I saw that you spoke decisively today and seemed to be hiding something, so I came here tonight because I wanted to show my concern."
To put it mildly, Tiemu Hansheng was actually convinced that Yi Fan knew the whereabouts of the two of them, so he did not reveal it on the spot. Instead, he chose to meet in private. There were no more than two points. First, he believed that Yi Fan had his own motives for concealing it.
The second one wants to know the whereabouts of the two people. After all, the disappearance of one of the Seven Heroes, Temushan, is definitely a big deal for the Temu clan.
However, Tie Muhansheng's words were tactful and did not seem to be forced. Looking at his calm face, caring but not caring, Yi Fan smiled and did not think about hiding the matter from him, but he wanted to tell him something.
Ten, is impossible.
"Brother Han Sheng, I can't hide anything from you. I can only say that they are very good. As for where they went, I don't know. I believe that the person who took them away will take good care of them." Yi Fan has already
I tried my best to tell everything, but unfortunately it was still unclear and full of doubts.
Tiemu Hansheng didn't care anymore. Even if Yi Fan lied and deceived, he would believe it. But Yi Fan was not a fussy person. He always said what he had to say directly. If he couldn't say it, he wouldn't say a word.
Here, the bottom line has obviously been reached. For this reason, Tiemu Khansheng no longer asked to read the full text of the Supreme Merit Cultivation System.
Seeing Yi Fan's haggard expression, Tiemu Hansheng smiled and said, "What are you worrying about with a sad face?"
One thing went away and another happened. Yi Fan had always concealed the matter of his two fellow practitioners, but now when Tiemu Khan asked about it, Yi Fan spoke frankly.
Yi Fan explained briefly, and Tiemu Hansheng nodded and listened, pondering a little and said: "It's really thanks to you that I can do this, fellow practitioner. But as you just said, you can't chew off more than you can chew. Don't you think so?"
Have you ever thought about giving up one subject?”
"I've thought about it, but after practicing for so long, it's rare to be able to cultivate two techniques. The opportunity is so rare. If you were an ordinary person, of course you wouldn't be able to give it up. I am just one of the ordinary people." Yi Fan sighed longly: "There is just no way.
I just came to discuss it with you, why don’t you just want to laugh at me after we’ve been talking for a long time?”
"Cultivation is a matter of personal practice. Apart from saying keep going, what other advice can I give you? What advice do you want me to give you?" When talking about practice, it is inevitable that other people's secrets will be touched. Tiemu Hansheng did not dare to speak nonsense. The last sentence was purely for emphasis.
"You and I don't have to be polite, I'm worried about 'training two subjects as one'." Yi Fan blinked his eyes and looked at Tiemu Hansheng with watery eyes: "Do you have any good ideas to tell me?
ah?"
After muttering a few words according to the original words, Tiemu Hansheng pulled his head and muttered: "Isn't it just to combine two methods into one..."
Yi Fan was suddenly speechless and rolled his eyes: "Of course I know this, but how to combine it, how to combine it?"
"There are countless kinds of magic formulas in the world, but they are not left by our predecessors. Our predecessors were able to create magic, so what's wrong with you, Yi Fan, saying that you can imagine it out of thin air and rely on your personal wisdom to create it?
I, Tiemu Khansheng, believe in the exquisite martial arts. If you want to merge the two martial arts into one, of course I think you can do it."
After Tiemu Hansheng's words, Yi Fan suddenly understood. Before he could express his thanks, he heard Tiemu Hansheng smile and say: "It's late tonight, I think you should have a plan in mind, I won't interrupt you, take my leave!"
"After saying that, he turned around and left.
Seeing Tie Muhansheng's leaving figure, Yi Fan was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. He couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart, and bowed with his fists in the direction he left.
If you don’t practice continuously, time will pass by.
Half a year after Gui Xuan Dao left, Yi Fan stayed behind closed doors all day long and studied hard. On this day, he finally got the results. After studying again and again, he found the essence of the two techniques. After modifications, he was finally able to complete them.
Run for a week.
Sit quietly with your eyes closed, breathe slowly, exhale slowly... After a moment, there was a sudden "pop" sound, and the hairpin broke off and fell to the ground. His long hair automatically swayed and danced without any wind. At the same time, Yi Fan's body made a "cracking" sound.
Crisp sound, as crisp and loud as popped beans.
The bone is loose!
Little did he know that there was something strange happening outside, thousands of miles of floating clouds gathered inexplicably, swirling and entwining, visible to the naked eye. The swirling clouds entangled themselves into the ground, completely covering Yi Fan's house, like a tornado, but there was no wind on all sides, the wind was calm, and there was no sound.
Thunder shock.
In the dark night, there was no moon or stars, and the vision was not very clear. In an instant, five holes suddenly appeared in the clouds in the sky. Green, red, blue, black, and white lights were shining in all directions. Only then did the guards who were watching the night pay attention.
It's getting brighter and brighter, reflecting a faint purple glow on the tornado.
"This... this is..." A guard murmured in surprise. The vision of the sky and clouds stirred up everyone's emotions. His voice trembled slightly: "A miracle... it's a miracle. Quick, go tell the clan leader that a miracle has come. A miracle."
Come."
The Gods have been going through thousands of years, and each clan may be atheistic or have their own totem beliefs. Although the vision in the sky ten thousand years ago would shock everyone, it is definitely not a miracle...
This state is not a magical power. This kind of tornado vision can be regarded as the 'recognition of the Tao'. It will only appear when the practitioner steps into the Tao. Under the Tao, yin and yang, the five elements, and the eighteen spirits are equally divided. This is only possible when the practitioner steps into the Tao.
The recognition when one’s own spirit is unified.
In the godless world, this phenomenon will definitely cause turmoil in the world. The name "Golden Dragon Seal" simply refers to the dragon scroll and has nothing to do with the five holes in the sky. Generally, when the Golden Dragon Seal comes to the world, there will be spirits in the sky to take care of it. The so-called walking
Flexibility is a myth in the original basketball world.
Not just any practitioner will have a Golden Dragon Seal when they step into the Taoist practice. On the contrary, the appearance of a Golden Dragon Seal is even rarer. It would be extraordinary if there are spirits who care about them, but Yi Fan's spirits... actually have five, and
It is actually the origin of the Five Elements.
Yi Fan didn't know all of this, he was focused on nothing and kept calm, but the explosions in his body kept getting louder and louder, as if his whole body was exploding all the time.
In a flash of daylight, the people of Tiemu came out to worship as if they had seen a miracle.
The whole process didn't last long, and it stopped before dawn. Until dawn, the clouds and mists dispersed, and the heaven and earth returned to nature. At this point, you entered the path of Taoism, broke away from the ordinary and entered the foundation! After this, the Pure Land of China has undergone thousands of years of changes.
, Yi Fan became the first person to enter Taoism in ten thousand years.
After five years of detours, three years of searching for the right path, and eight years of wandering, Yi Fan finally took his first step, a real step.
Yi Fan slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were as clear as water, light and clear, without a trace of filth. His eyebrows and eyes were the same as before, and his expression was the same, but his demeanor was completely different. Compared with before, he was like a broken stone. He was as broken as the old stone.
The discovery of beautiful jade is not a sign of delicacy, but a kind of delicacy.
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Western Wilderness, Fierce Tiger Sword Mountain, Curse Disaster Secret Realm.
In the frightening secret realm of the cursed disaster, there is actually a paradise hidden in the world. There is a small house in the mountains and forests. It was renovated by a strong man more than three years ago. He has lived here for a long time since then, practicing quietly and no longer caring about the outside world. He is such a person.
There's nothing wrong with him, he's just a drunkard.
However, the scenery here is wonderful, but being alone, even though there are beautiful mountains and rivers, is extremely boring.
Today, the strong man was drinking and dancing with his sword. He looked slightly drunk, but his sword intention was still the same, and he was still powerful and domineering. Suddenly, a figure appeared behind the strong man like a ghost. Without saying a word, he immediately pressed down a sword.
Palm.
The strong man shouted loudly, and with the sound, his whole body was violently shaken. He struck the knife backwards without moving his head, and happened to touch the opponent's palm with the handle of the knife.
They exchanged moves, but no one took advantage, so they retreated. The other strong man took off his mask and chuckled: "Yan'er, I didn't expect that your cultivation has improved a lot. As a teacher, I'm afraid you won't be able to do it."
Because you were on this far trip, you were lazy and drank, which delayed your practice."
Yan Xiaoyu sheathed the sword and then smiled: "Master, you worry too much. My disciple drinks too much and works harder."
"Okay, okay, okay!" After Chihu said "ok" three times with satisfaction, he immediately realized something was wrong. He stepped on his front foot and instantly arrived in front of the wine cellar. When he walked in, he found that the shelves were completely empty. He was immediately shocked.
Roar: "I...you unfilial disciple, I will destroy you as a teacher."
Angry roars came from three miles away. Yan Xiaoyu quickly drank up the wine in his hand and laughed: "Didn't I just drink a little of your wine? Why are you so angry?" While laughing, Chihu had already arrived,
Without saying a word, a tiger-bite golden knife struck him on the head.
After striking with both swords, Chihu said fiercely: "A little? There are twelve hundred kilograms of fine wine in it. I've only been out for three days. You unfilial disciple didn't even leave me a sip. I'll tear you apart."
The master and the apprentice are addicted to alcohol, and they are usually harmonious, but when it comes to drinking, it is not about the friendship between master and apprentice. Of course, Yan Xiaoyu always loses every time they fight, but he is not afraid.
When he was beaten, no matter how hard Chihu struck, he would still drink up his master's wine cellar.
Only three sword blows, Yan Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and resisted, Chi Hu was suddenly a little surprised. Although he struck with pure physical body, Yan Xiaoyu would never be able to take the third sword.
"You...can you take three swords?" Chi Hu blinked his eyes. It seemed that Yan Xiaoyu's ability to withstand the power of three swords exceeded his expectations.
"The master's sword is soft and soft, and the apprentice can take three hundred swords." Yan Xiaoyu's harsh words made Yan Xiaoyu tremble all over, and now it was difficult to even stand.
"Bullshit." As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Hu flicked his finger on the back of the sword, and the golden sword instantly burst out with a shock force, sending Yan Xiaoyu and the sword flying a hundred feet away.