Revelation of the Heavens

The final place is the square tomb, with an unnamed tombstone erected on it, and a passage leading to the ground, Xiaoyu was surprised to see it, it is unbelievable that this unworldly statue would survive in the tomb for a long time.

Followed into the tomb, the yin and coldness in the tomb was chaotic, even with Xiaoyu's physique, I felt the coldness all over the body, the magic light shone to isolate the discomfort, until the end corner, I sat down facing each other.

"What do you want me to teach you, at all!" The old cripple sat on the chair and stared at Xiaoyu.

Passing through the tomb of Zhong Yang in the previous engraving, the coldness inside is so strong that it can freeze the immortal soul. Could it be that the old cripple lived in the tomb of Zhong Yang, and he was puzzled. Busy, what is in the tomb of Zhong Yang, why is it so cold?"

"You want to know?" Seeing Xiaoyu asking about this matter, the old lame man had a strange expression, with some malice flashing.

"Yes!" Hong Chen's sound transmission stopped him, but Xiaoyu was not shaken, and he was still relentless, wanting to spy on the old cripple's secret.

"In this case, I'll let you go and see for yourself." The old cripple grinned, took his hand, and locked Xiaoyu instantly. Before he could resist, he passed by and threw himself into the middle of the earth .

Hongchen flew up and roared angrily: "What are you crazy about, if he loses a hair, I will never end with you."

"Don't be nervous, this kid's strength has passed the test, but he doesn't know how his will and soul are. Since he has found bad luck himself, let's test it by the way. Don't worry, he will definitely not die. At most, he will be completely asleep and his cultivation will be completely useless." Hongchen was imprisoned, the first half of the sentence made Niao Ye look down, but the second half of the sentence made him yell.

"Old miscellaneous hair, if you really dare to do this, I will strip your daughter naked and hang her in the lower realm, so that all living beings will worship!" Hongchen knew that the only weakness of this old guy was the daughter of the fairy world. deterrence.

The old cripple's face flashed with apprehension, and he didn't dare to take it lightly for this unrecognizable figure in front of him. Don't look at this appearance, he can't do much, but the cause and effect of the world of mortals are excellent among the heavens, and he also has old friends in the fairy world, especially It's those beauties from the past, who are now over the top of the power of all parties, really making this bird go crazy, maybe they can really do lawless things.

He meditated for ten breaths, and the time was about the same. With a hook of his finger, a lump of ice was moved out. Inside, Xiaoyu looked ferocious, with fierce eyes, completely controlled by this extremely cold breath, and even the magic light could not It appeared that the Nine Heavens God Tablet was roaring violently, but he did not dare to release the original divine pattern arbitrarily. Now Xiaoyu's body is fragile, and his will and soul are both slow and fragile. A sudden explosion will destroy the owner's body.

"Look at what you've done, why don't you eat shit!" Hong Chen looked at this scene, jumped up and cursed, showing no respect for the old cripple, on the contrary flashing fiercely and spit flying everywhere.

"Okay! This kid was supposed to stay inside for hundreds of breaths, but now he comes out in only one-tenth of the time. If his soul is broken, it's all because of his own lack of willpower." The old cripple was very relaxed, reclining on the chair, Remove the ban on the world of mortals.

The world of mortals gets zi& in March, the bright sun turns into cold winter in September, with snowflakes flying.

He gritted his teeth and landed on the old cripple's head, pecked violently and sharply for a while, and after being restrained again, he continued to curse: "This is called a test, test your size, this cold can freeze the gods into ice slag in an instant, you But I used it to clean up the vitality calamity, and I still have a full ten breaths, old miscellaneous hair, I will never finish with you."

"I'm afraid of you!" The old cripple shook his head, flicked his fingers away, and with a thought, he shattered the unbreakable ice, and Xiaoyu roared inside, forcing all the ice breath from the possessed body to overflow, his eyes were scarlet, and looked at the old cripple .

"Boy, if you want to make a move, you really have no chance. Let alone you, even if your strength is tens of millions times stronger, the result will be the same." Facing Xiaoyu's murderous intentions, the old cripple didn't even bother to get up, even if Lying here without moving and letting Xiaoyu do what he wants will not cause any damage.

Holding back his evil thoughts, he sent a voice transmission to Niao Ye: "What does this old guy's daughter look like?"

"Peerless Wushuang, similar to that peacock princess, why, I'm interested!" Hong Chen was also extremely dissatisfied with the old cripple, seeing Xiao Yu showing his heart, he opened his mouth to explain.

"Of course, when his strength improves, he will take care of the old guy's daughter and let him serve him well." It is true that Xiaoyu is not the old guy's opponent now, but he has endless time to improve. , no one can explain clearly.

"Okay! Very good, this is a bit like Master Bird, don't worry, I will guide you, isn't it just Zun Xianhuang, do it!" Hongchen applauded loudly, looked at the old cripple, and continued to be malicious.

"..." As soon as the word Immortal Emperor was mentioned, Xiaoyu felt that it was too far away and bottomless, and he couldn't have any cruel heart.

"Now you know what's in Zhong Yang's tomb?" The old cripple can find voice transmissions between humans and birds as long as he is willing to spy, but he doesn't bother to do so. Those who harbor evil intentions will be imprisoned in the tomb, and they will never be released for eternity.

"You live in zhong yang?" Xiaoyu still didn't give up and continued to ask.

The old cripple got up, and after a moment of dullness, he still answered: "Yes!"

As soon as this remark came out, Xiaoyu was not excited in his heart, but felt a sense of loss. The powerhouses of the heavens were either punished by the Dao and withered and fell, or they became like old lame people, coffin-carrying people, and Hongchen. They seem to be afraid of something, and they are also afraid of something.

The old cripple admits that there are only two possibilities for him to live here, one is that his body is suffering from some kind of punishment and erosion, and he has to linger here, and the other is that there is not much vitality, and he uses the extremely cold air to delay the decline of his body.

Seeing Xiaoyu's expressionless sigh, the old cripple said indifferently: "There is nothing worth sighing about. With your wisdom, you must have guessed something. The old guy has suffered some kind of vicious curse. His time is short, he has lived too long, and he has taken care of these children for too long." , it's time to rest, this tomb was built for myself, and when Hua Dao rests here, I won't worry about it."

The old cripple reminded Xiaoyu of the big butler, and even the ray of will of the headless stone statue. In the dark, it seemed that there was a hand of fate manipulating him, guiding him back and forth, and meeting this group of immortals. Whether it's an opportunity, or it's leading, a big man appears next to him, making Xiaoyu inexplicable. This kind of immortality, hundreds of millions of living beings may not be able to find it in their lifetime, but he has encountered many, and every day The gods all have their own stories. They may be invincible in the heavens and immortals, but they cannot escape the curse of bad luck.

"Boy, what do you want to say, you only have this chance, you have to make good use of it." The old cripple seemed impatient, he was dull for a moment, and urged.

"Is there really invincibility in this world, or is there someone who transcends the great way and achieves eternity?" Xiaoyu nodded, and asked first, because there was always doubt in his heart, and the world of mortals didn't say anything, so he asked the old cripple.

"No!" The old cripple shook his head. Invincibility is just a legend. A mountain is higher than a mountain. It is a joke to surpass the Dao. If you practice the Dao, you are a slave to the Dao. You can only obey and never disobey in your life. The boy in front of you is rebellious The avenue will follow in their footsteps in the future, the remaining problem is only the length of time.

"Please give me some enlightenment and connect me with a way." Xiaoyu nodded heavily. The word "old cripple" already had a lot of meaning. He didn't want to ask any more questions. Insufficient, it is better to look at the present and plan for the future.

"Okay!" The old cripple nodded. Xiaoyu Yuanqi's style originated from his own creation, and combined with the Dao of Origin, each of his immortal methods, it can be considered perfect with the help of the god tablet. The first of its kind, it belongs to its own artistic conception.

Raising his hands, the laws and magical arts cover the sky and cover the sun, and the illusion turns into regular counting, completely imitating the origin of Xiaoyu, the same, making him stare gloomy for a while. , when you meet a person with a high level of realm, you can completely break this style, or even imitate it to perfection.