And looking at it, this classic has probably not been touched for hundreds of years. The dust on it could be used to build a house.
"Boy, let me tell you, this classic is not something that ordinary people can practice. No one in the entire Lei Feng Realm has been able to successfully practice it so far. It can be said to be the treasure of our Yin Yang Sect.
I will give it to you today."
The old man's tone was extremely sacred, but when he spoke, Wan Lei's eyes were already looking elsewhere.
In the middle of this floor, there is a table. In the middle of the table is a Yin Yang Bagua seal. In the middle of the seal, there is a simple and clean classic.
There is no doubt that it must be the genuine Yin Yang Dao Yun.
"Boy, don't be dissatisfied. Let me tell you, this classic was improved by a peerless master named Da Zhuang and the original version of Yin and Yang Daoyun. It took a thousand years to complete.
Do you think it’s awesome or not? Take it, take it.”
The fat old man handed it to Wan Lei generously.
Wan Lei looked at the dusty tome with disgust on his face, not wanting to reach out.
"Boy, are you shocked? Let me tell you, that strong man is the unrivaled power of our Yin Yang Sect. I think back then, he was able to turn everything upside down..."
The old man boasted about the man named Da Zhuang again.
"You must really want to get to know this master..."
No, I don't want to.
"Good question!"
No, I didn't ask.
"That's right, that powerful person is..."
Seeing the old man putting on such an awesome posture, Master Lei suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.
"I'm done!
old man,
That’s great!”
Seeing the old man's arrogant look, Master Lei suddenly wanted to shout for some reason,
Big and awesome!
It's so awesome that you can be so intoxicated by bragging about yourself. You are so addicted to food.
"Boy, when you use this magical power, you only need to shout the four words "big, strong and awesome"...
Alas, don't go."
Master Lei turned around without hesitation and walked towards the genuine Yin Yang Daoyun.
this thing,
Don't even want to kill him.
For no other reason than for the need to shout the four words "big, strong and awesome", he couldn't accept it.
Think about it, he was fighting with the enemy and suddenly shouted something awesome. This was too shameful. Would he let anyone live?
"It's okay if you don't shout, it's okay if you don't shout, just take it and practice it. Really, this is amazing. No one in the Yin Yang Sect has succeeded in practice so far. If you can't practice it, I will exchange it for you with the original one. Take it, take it.
Bar."
The old man couldn't help but put this tome into Wan Lei's hand.
As soon as he got this tome, Wan Lei immediately felt a great fit with it, as if he came here just for it.
Forget it, just for this feeling, let’s practice and give it a try.
Maybe it’s the protagonist’s halo that’s guiding me.
Master Lei glanced at the old man and felt that it was unreliable. He had a feeling that he would be deceived by him if he stayed any longer. He took the classics and walked downstairs.
The old man looked at Wan Lei with great satisfaction, touched his beard and sighed,
"What a wonderful life. It's a pity that he is mute."
As soon as these words came out, Master Lei slipped and almost fell down the stairs.
This sentence is too familiar.
He also said the same thing about Fang Xiaoyu when he met Fang Xiaoyu for the first time.
Wan Lei was suddenly a little surprised. He found that his personality had gradually become very similar to Fang Xiaoyu's.
For example, with Fang Hanlu's attitude before, he really had the feeling that everyone in the world except Fang Xiaoyu was a loser.
Another example is this time, he really didn't bother to say a word to the old man.
This is too much for Xiaoyu.
It is true that after spending these years with Fang Xiaoyu, while Fang Xiaoyu has infected him with his greedy, mischievous and mischievous character, he has also been subtly influenced by Fang Xiaoyu.
Thinking of this, Master Lei suddenly thought of a picture.
From now on, when she goes out, she will be as cold as an iceberg and will not care about anyone. Fang Xiaoyu will greet everyone and play with others with a smile.
Hey, I don’t dare to think about it…
Fang Xiaoyu was relatively less influenced by him. After all, except for Wan Hongxin, Fang Huifeng, and Manyao Yao, she didn't say a few words to anyone in the entire Wood Fairy Secret Realm.
Wan Lei and Qian Duoduo left Zunjing Pavilion, and the fat old man sat back on the recliner and drank some wine.
It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Qian Duoduo asked,
"Brother Lei, why didn't you say anything up there just now?"
"I always feel that this old man is unreliable, and I'm afraid that if he says a word, something will go wrong with him.
Oh, why didn't you say a word?"
"Oh, I'm afraid that he will sell me an awesome version of Yin Yang Dao Yun.
Every time I come here, he will spare no effort to sell me, and it’s annoying to death. Fortunately, this time I have you on my shoulder and he doesn’t notice me. What if I talk to him again and he sells to me again?”
"What you said makes sense. Why do I always feel like you sold me out? Is this thing reliable?"
"It's definitely not reliable. The Tao method improved by this crazy old man makes me afraid that I will go crazy after practicing it.
Brother Lei, you have a hard life and you can't die no matter what, so you should practice cultivation, little brother, I can't bear it."
"Who is this old man? He seems like an ordinary old man. Why would the sect let him guard the Sutra Pavilion?"
"Oh, you don't understand this, you seem to have read very little.
You don’t know that in many sects, there are old monsters who have lived for a long time. These old monsters have different temperaments, but they are all low-key. Sometimes, if you meet an old man sweeping the floor in the mountains, it may be
The founder of that sect.
This kind of person no longer cares about false fame and image, he just wants to return to his original nature and realize the great truth.
This Da Zhuang is very mysterious, and he probably belongs to that type of person.
What kind of cultivation level he has, let alone you and me, not even the head can tell.
I only know that three thousand years ago, when the master was just a disciple, this big man was here guarding the Sutra Pavilion."
"Oh, that's really a hidden big shot."
Master Lei nodded.
You're hiding it, you've been sitting here for three thousand years, who still doesn't know that you are a powerful person?
Who can an ordinary person live for such a long time?
"Yes, this old man has a good temper. As long as the disciples of the sect come here often, he can call him by name, just like an elder in the family.
He just has a weird temperament and is moody, but if you don't mess with him, he'll usually be fine."
"Then what if I get provoked?"
"He'll scold you."
"Then there are no disciples to ask him for advice and practice? I think his place is quite deserted."
"Yes, there were before, but after his guidance, all those disciples became obsessed with cultivation.