kill the sky

In the ancient cave, there is only the sound of the wind blowing the dead leaves.

A protruding palm, a young Taoist priest in tattered robes, a noble young man with fluttering silver hair, and three individuals who have nothing to do with each other form an eternal picture.

"You guys stayed together without knowing each other's identities?"

After a long time, it was the undead hand that broke the silence. He clenched his four fingers tightly and only his index finger was exposed, shaking constantly in the air, as if showing disdain for the two.

"So what? We are together because we don't know your identity." The little Taoist is very nervous, and he is not afraid of the coercion caused by the hand of the immortal, or the colorful brilliance on his body is completely isolated. The existence of coercion.

"This seems to be right. Could it be that you were also held hostage in Linglong Tianzun's magic weapon?" The Immortal Hand began to mutter, and said, "That guy Wuwei is the one who was beaten."

"Actually, I don't know what you're talking about. But I did get an ancient scripture of inaction many years ago, which caused me to lose all my cultivation and almost committed suicide. I didn't expect that when I crashed into the cliff, I found that the cliff They all punched me a big hole, and from now on I understand that this may be the magical effect of the ancient scriptures of Wuwei." The little Taoist said angrily.

"That's right, what Wuwei pays attention to is the way of doing nothing. To practice his Taoism, you have to be closest to the existence of mortals and suffer all the shame. That's why we all say he is a masochist." The tone of the immortal hand Not mocking, but full of respect.

"Masochism? Yes, this word describes it well. And I found that the power in my body sometimes disappears, and sometimes it doesn't work, which caused me to suffer a lot. I have no magic tricks, and I can only do some deceptive things. It's a business." The young Taoist's tone was full of sorrow, and he didn't know how much he had suffered at such a young age.

"The descendant of Linglong Tianzun, why do I feel that not only do you not have the power of Linglong's aura, but you actually have the aura of old man Taixuan? Whose descendant are you?" The Immortal Hand pointed at Qin Yin with great interest, and said.

In fact, Qin Yin didn't know that Linglong Immortal, the master of Linglong Pure Land, was actually a god-like existence. Even after the appearance of the Immortal Hand, Lan Fu hid in a corner, as if disappeared.

But as for possessing the aura of Taixuan, he can be called the descendant of Venerable Taixuan at all.

Qin Yin didn't hide anything, but told the truth about what happened to him.

"Haha, it's really interesting, actually being the inheritance of two venerables. I don't know what will happen when they meet?" The Immortal Hand looked very proud, laughed, and his fingers were very excited. Jumping, like dancing.

"You mean, those venerables are still alive?" Qin Yin said in surprise, because judging from his previous knowledge of the gods, the existing celestial beings definitely do not include these few, if they are still alive Alive, how many epochs did they live in?

"Hmph, after being promoted to Heavenly Venerable, you will naturally be able to create heaven and earth. Heaven and earth will have [***] times, and people will have three days of decline and six days of prosperity. Although these are unavoidable, they are not irresistible." The Immortal Hand said vaguely Then, some information was faintly revealed, but Qin Yin's current state was completely incomprehensible.

"Senior, what happened in the first battle back then?" Qin Yin was full of curiosity about these secrets, and maybe the undead hand would reveal some of them at will, which would enable him to successfully enlighten and save him hundreds of years of hard work.

After the little Taoist priest heard that he was related to Wuwei Tianzun, his small eyes seemed to become noble, emitting light of hope.

His life can be described as twists and turns. He obtained an ancient scripture by accident. He thought he would be successful, but he lost his divine power for no reason and was cast aside by everyone.

He wanted to die after suffering all kinds of favors and favors, but found that he was walking on another "road" of life.

No one wants to die, and he also wants to return to the glorious stage one day, and tell those who have ridiculed him that he is also a genius, and no one can despise him.

However, because of Wuwei Gujing's special surname, in order to survive, he had no choice but to disguise himself and do some deceitful things, which changed his surname.

Now meeting the Undead Hand again, it can be regarded as untiing his heart knot, and the Dao rhyme all over his body has also faintly improved.

Wuwei Tianzun, what he pays attention to is doing nothing, doing everything.The cultivation of the mind is the most important.

The little Taoist priest somehow met this point, and it was reasonable for him to improve his cultivation by leaps and bounds.

However, due to the special surname of Wuwei's ancient scriptures, the little Taoist knew nothing about all this, and could only live his life as a liar. As if recalling the events of the day.After a long time, he slowly said: "There are also contradictions among the heavenly gods. Every heavenly god is a unique darling in the world. They all think that they are better than each other. Under this situation, conflicts naturally arise. .”

The undead hand was waving in the air, as if it wanted to present everything that day to the two of them. The surrounding space seemed to be frozen, showing an ancient, ancient atmosphere.

The void shook like a picture scroll, and water patterns began to appear, rippling slowly.

Then, several invincible beings began to slowly appear on the screen.

Bang Dang—unexpectedly, before the plot could unfold, the Immortal Hand vibrated, and drops of golden blood sprang from its fingertips.

"Senior, what happened?" Qin Yin felt a silent pressure and squeezed towards him. Without the protection of Linglong Pure Land, his chest almost sunk in.

"call!"

A gust of wind blew past, the undead hand finally stopped the blood, and the pressure finally disappeared.

"The power of the seal is really powerful..." The Immortal Hand murmured, his tone full of emotion.

"Senior Undead, what the hell is going on? Who can seal you?" Qin Yin was very surprised. The Immortal Celestial was an almost invincible existence back then. He fought against several Celestials by himself, trying to break off one palm and shoot down two. The existence of a Heavenly Venerable, how brilliant is this.Now, someone can seal him?

"The power of the sky is unpredictable." The Immortal Hand finished this sentence lightly, but didn't say any more.His palms were bluffed, and he said: "Since I can meet the two of you, it is considered fate. Originally, the Taoism of Tianzun cannot be passed on together, but who knows what will happen to the Taoism of having several Tianzun at the same time? I want you to promise me Once you do this, I will teach you the tradition of immortality, so that you can practice immortality, are you willing?"

(To be continued)