At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

In the dim room, wisps of incense vapor floated in the air. The breeze blew through the carved window lattices, making the gauze curtains on the bed flutter.

At this moment, behind the curtain, illuminated by a beam of candlelight, a figure could be seen, sometimes looking closely at the delicate body lying flat on the ground, and sometimes turning around and writing with a pen.

But not long after, the bed began to shake slightly, and then the sound of suppressed quarreling came from behind the curtains.

Niu Dingtian held a brush in his mouth, covered the beautiful woman's hips with one hand, and held down the slender hand that was pulling at her underwear with the other hand, and said without giving in:

"My wife asked me to finish copying before leaving. How can I regret it after copying halfway?"

Fentian was filled with shame and indignation, and the warm palm on her buttocks almost touched the most sensitive private part of her body.

"You can only look at the back now, not there!" Fentian's silver teeth were about to break, and he pulled the underwear with all his strength, saying angrily: "Take your hands away first, and I can copy the content there later!"

She now began to regret her impulsiveness. This person was not honest when copying, and now he took the opportunity to hold on to it. His intentions were obvious.

What her mother said was indeed true. All men in the world are like this, and they will not stop until they finally succeed.

Niu Dingtian argued: "It can be solved in one go, why bother doing it again? I'm your future husband, so what if I just take a look?"

"No! We agreed to just copy the secret technique, you were not being honest just now!" Fentian flatly refused.

Niu Dingtian argued: "If you want to blame someone, blame my mother-in-law. Who told her to tattoo the words so small, and in Persian? How can you see clearly if I don't smooth it out?"

After thinking about it, I felt that this stalemate was not a good idea. I couldn't just use force, right?

So he decided to give in a little and said, "My husband, I promise that I will be more honest when I copy later than before. I will only write and will not tamper with anything else.

Were you honest just now?

A trace of shame and anger flashed across Fentianyu's face. At this moment, her purple-gold hair crown was twisted and about to fall off, and her original men's bun was loose and almost fell down.

This guy is full of sophistry. It's useless to talk nonsense with him. He won't force himself on me.

Thinking of this, Fentian ignored him, endured the strange feeling between his buttocks, and pulled his underwear with a little more force.

But, the next moment

"His-"

There was a clear sound of cloth tearing, and instantly, a chill rushed between her buttocks.

Fentian was stunned
Niu Dingtian was also stunned.

Staring blankly at the characters on the buttocks, Niu Dingtian reacted and hurriedly pulled the fur blanket over to cover it, saying cunningly: "It's none of my business! It was you who did it yourself, my lady."

"you……"

"somebody is coming!"

Before Fentian could vent his anger, Niu Dingtian suddenly looked out the window.

After sensing it with a frown, he looked at the beauty on the couch with a serious expression. Seeing the panic in her eyes, he took Rouyi and pinched her, saying softly:
"It's okay. We're still outside the courtyard. Put on your clothes first and notify the others to act accordingly. I'll go outside and take a look."

After saying that, Niu Dingtian suddenly raised his hand and stretched it outside the curtain. With an extreme suction force, he instantly sucked the pieces of clothes on the ground into his hand.

"Be careful!"

Fentian pulled the fur blanket over her chest, and after reaching out to take the clothes, a trace of worry appeared on her pretty face. She also knew that the person who could make Niu Dingtian treat him seriously was probably an opponent of equal strength.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem."

He threw the brush away from his mouth and got off the bed. Before he finished speaking, Niu Dingtian's figure had disappeared into the room.

Outer Courtyard, Bamboo Forest

At this moment, the bright moon is hanging high in the sky, casting a hazy and clear light. The branches and leaves of the lush and green mountain bamboos are swaying in the wind, breaking and mottled the light and shadows on the ground.

Beside a pond deep in the bamboo forest, there was a thin old Taoist with gray hair. Under the moonlight, he stared at the fierce eyes in the water.

"Master Chongyang has come to avenge your disciple?" The old turtle in the pond had a bad premonition and was about to dive deep into the sea when a strong wind blew the bamboo leaves on the ground up. Suddenly, a young man in a crown and a sword was seen standing opposite the pond. He spoke calmly to the old Taoist opposite.

When the old turtle heard the voice, a look of surprise flashed across his fierce eyes. Then he stretched out his glans, grinning at the old Taoist with dark and shining eyes.

Hearing the name Niu Dingtian called out, the old Taoist's thin and handsome face was slightly startled, and then a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes. He closed his eyes and sighed: "Wang Chongyang is dead, there is only a crazy old Taoist in the world. If you don't mind, you can just call me crazy."

Niu Dingtian smiled slightly when he heard this. He had seen Wang Chongyang's portrait in the ancient tomb, and his face was exactly 80% similar to that of this old Taoist.

The old Taoist in front of him stood with his hands behind his back, his dark blue Taoist robe swaying slightly in the wind under the moonlight. Although his hair had turned gray, his posture was as upright as seen in the original painting.

This man just stood there quietly, his figure seemed to merge with the world, exuding a transcendental aura. It was as if the air around him became peaceful and quiet because of his presence, with only the breeze blowing gently, blowing the corners of his clothes, making a faint sound.

Niu Dingtian knew that this was a sign of innateness, so he naturally did not dare to be careless about the arrival of an innate master. While he was on alert, the Yitian sword in his hand was already trembling slightly.

Wang Chongyang slowly opened his eyes, his thick grey eyebrows stretched out, and he looked at the sword-wielding boy opposite him with his clear eyes, and said thoughtfully: "Don't worry, my friend, I am not here to seek revenge."

After a pause, he continued, "People who practice cultivation have their own opportunities. Chuji's death is a change in fate. Fate cannot be violated, and I dare not violate it either."

Has fate changed?

This old Taoist priest can also tell fortunes? Niu Dingtian raised his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes fell on the old turtle with bared teeth, and chuckled: "My old friend is also well-known. Could it be that the Taoist priest came here to admire the turtle?"

Wang Chongyang had a calm expression, standing solemnly under the moonlight. He didn't care about the teasing. He frowned, stared at Niu Dingtian, and said seriously: "I came to visit you this time, and I would like to ask you to work together with me to eliminate demons in the future!"

Work together to fight the devil?

Hearing this, Niu Dingtian could not hide his surprise in his eyes.

Before he could come to his senses, he heard Wang Chongyang say, "Since you have already entered the Xiantian realm and survived from the hands of Sunflower Patriarch, you should have some understanding of the realm of heaven and man and above."

As he spoke, there was a hint of inquiry in Wang Chongyang's eyes.

Niu Dingtian pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly. There was nothing to hide on this point.

At this moment, although his face looked calm, his mind was working rapidly, thinking about what Wang Chongyang meant by his words.

Niu Dingtian was not surprised that the other party knew the name of the Sunflower Ancestor, but what kind of person could make the innate strong men work together to deal with him? Of course, the premise is that the old Taoist did not hide any treachery in his words.

Wang Chongyang said, "There is one thing you may not know. Since there are innate and heavenly beings, why are there so many innate masters in the world, but those who have reached the heavenly realm have never been seen?"

"Master, are you saying... there are many innate masters?" Niu Dingtian couldn't help but frown and interrupt. As far as he knew, there were only three.

Wang Chongyang nodded slightly and said, "From what I have seen, you are one, I am one, one is from the Song Dynasty royal family, one is from the Jin Dynasty royal family, one is from the Shaolin Temple in the Western Regions, and one is from the Secret Sect in the Snow Region."

“Also, five years ago when I was traveling in the desert, I met a master named Meng in the tribe. That man was only middle-aged, but he was already half a step into the innate realm. It was only a matter of time before he stepped into the innate realm.

"But the world is so big, and these are just what I have seen. Who knows how many people there are who hide their identities and do not show their strength?"

Niu Dingtian couldn't help but frown. This old Taoist priest wouldn't fool him with this matter. Thinking of the Western Region Shaolin, he gradually had some guesses in his mind and couldn't help asking, "Master, do you know... who is that person in the Western Region Shaolin?"

"It was the Zen Master Ku Hui who left Shaolin Temple more than 20 years ago and founded the Western Region Shaolin lineage."

Wang Chongyang sighed and said, "I met him in the Western Regions three years ago. At that time, Zen Master Kuhui said that he didn't have much time left to live, and he told me many secrets. I'm afraid he is no longer alive now."

really……

Niu Dingtian thought to himself that the magnificent Shaolin Temple could be conquered by him and two men. It turned out that the boss had been forced away long ago.

Niu Dingtian had already been intrigued by what Wang Chongyang said. He studied breathing techniques as a minor, and his sensitivity was different from that of ordinary people. He could sense that the other party was not lying.

No matter what his ultimate goal is, it is up to you whether you agree to it or not, but there is no harm in having a good chat with him.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand to the pavilion not far away and said with a smile: "No matter what your purpose is tonight, I must accept this message. Please come this way, Taoist Master!"

On the table in the pavilion were tea sets, a charcoal stove, and a jar of mountain spring water. Under the moonlight, the two of them sat down for a short while before the scent of tea began to waft from the pavilion.

Niu Dingtian served a cup of fragrant tea, then sat aside with sparkling eyes, acting like a full listener.

Wang Chongyang picked up the teacup, took a sip, and slowly placed the teacup on the table. He looked at the swaying bamboo leaves under the moonlight and whispered, "The reason why the celestial beings are called celestial beings is because their martial power is beyond the reach of the human world."

"Therefore, anyone who enters the realm of heaven and man will be rejected by this world. They must break through the void and leave this world. They cannot stay for long. Otherwise, thunder will descend and kill them completely."

"But no one knows where the outside of the void is and what dangers it holds. All we know is that once the void is broken, there will be a turbulent flow of void, which is extremely dangerous. Most people who break through the void will die in it, so..."

"So the old thief in the Heaven and Man Realm is scared and doesn't want to leave?" After taking a sip of the fragrant tea, Niu Dingtian suddenly sneered with his eyes sparkling.

"Young friend, you also know this?" Wang Chongyang was slightly stunned and asked in surprise.

"Guess!"

Niu Dingtian smiled lightly and said in a calm voice: "Next, I guess the old thieves will chop themselves down and fall to the realm of heavenly beings. But even without the strength of heavenly beings, they are still the strongest in the world, and then they will rely on their strength to do all kinds of evil."

“Yes and no,” Wang Chongyang shook his head and said, “I am practicing the Taoist method. The remaining Taoist books have recorded that before the Pre-Qin period, there was a method of refining qi and cultivating immortality, and there was also a kind of spiritual spring that could increase essence and replenish lifespan. But after the Pre-Qin period, the world changed drastically, and most of the spiritual springs have dried up.”

Hearing this, Niu Dingtian's eyes twitched violently. He lowered his head slightly, took a sip of tea, and covered up the past without leaving a trace.

Then his expression paused, and he looked at Wang Chongyang intently, asking puzzledly, "What does this have to do with them?"

Wang Chongyang sighed, "The place that can produce a magical object like the Spiritual Spring must be a blessed place. Although the Spiritual Spring has dried up, there seems to be a law of heaven around it that can prevent thunder and lightning."

“Therefore, as long as a strong person in the Heavenly Man Realm can find a spiritual spring, he can avoid the rejection of heaven and earth and stay in this world.”

"People in the self-slashing realm suffer great loss of vitality, and most of them cannot outlive ordinary people. The life span of people in the heavenly realm is several times that of ordinary people, but it is still limited after all."

"There was once a powerful celestial being who found a dried-up spiritual spring. When his life was almost over, he fell into evil ways. I don't know what means he used to survive by destroying the life of a powerful innate being."

Survive the rest of your life...

Niu Dingtian's eyes flickered slightly, and he suppressed his pounding heart and asked in a low voice: "Master, do you know... where the dried-up spiritual spring is?"

He couldn't help but be excited. That was the realm of heaven and man. The Sunflower Patriarch was so terrifying, so how powerful must that man be?
"What Zen Master Kuhui said back then is in the Bodhidharma Cave in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple." Wang Chongyang said solemnly.

where?

Niu Dingtian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and the next moment he stood up in shock and exclaimed:

"In Shaolin Temple?" (End of this chapter)