Wu DaoTian Tu

"How is it? After reading this book, you have a lot of doubts?" A voice interrupted Lu Yufeng's reverie.

"It turned out to be Elder Ge. Excuse me, Elder Ge, when was the ancient time? What happened after the ancient times? Why is there no record in this book?" I am the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. No one knows what the elder Ge is, what is his name, and what is it? As far as cultivation is concerned, I only know that the suzerain of the Yunyang Sect also calls Ge Lao a senior.

"Hehe, Yufeng, the ancient times was a long, long time ago. Who knows what happened after the ancient times? This book is just some speculation of the seniors, and the Yunyang sect is just a small sect. Pai, the classics are not complete at all. Maybe this book is also made up. After all, the ancient times were very far away. Who can survive from such a long time? But you, boy, is not easy. "Ge Lao looked at Lu Yufeng with a half-smile, as if he wanted to see through Lu Yufeng.

"What is recorded in this book is true, you can read it, you are very hopeful!" Elder Ge took out a book from the other side and handed it to Lu Yufeng.After saying something that Lu Yufeng didn't understand, he turned and left.

Lu Yufeng held the book handed over by Elder Ge in his hand, and his heart was churning, "Could it be that Elder Ge has seen through my disguise? Otherwise, what does he mean by these words?"

The method of hiding is Lu Yufeng's big secret, and it is also his insistence for so many years. Lu Yufeng, who knows his surname well, doesn't want to expose his secret.

"Ah!" Lu Yufeng sighed, since he couldn't figure it out, let's take a step and read a step, and then sit down and read the book handed over by Ge Lao.

Next to the stairs on the second floor, the elder Ge who had just disappeared reappeared and looked at Lu Yufeng's back and said to himself: "This kid is not simple, the eighth floor of Naqi, I don't know if he realized it in the seventh floor." What, could it be the method he used to hide his cultivation?" While thinking, he shook his head and disappeared.

Lu Yufeng looked at the book in his hand, and opened it to read. This book has no title, nor any introduction.However, when Lu Yufeng opened the book, his heart was immediately agitated, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Respect my ancestors!

Why were we born behind you, why, we couldn't stand that battle!Why, you don't leave the reason for the battle!You know, because of one of your conquests, how many monks from the ebony planet have been blocked, so that we can never take that step!Why?Why?Shouldn't we have a wider space? Could it be that we just look forward to the relics you left behind!I sacrifice it with a blood book, I hope you can give us an answer!We are not afraid of death, we are not afraid of failure in cultivation, we just want an answer!We want to know why you left alone!

Lu Yufeng's heart suddenly trembled. This is a blood book left by a person with the blood of his heart. Why is this?Lu Yufeng immediately looked back.

Qi Wu descendants!

You are lucky and unlucky!In your world, there is less intrigue and bloody fighting!However, you are a group of abandoned souls!You do not have a complete cultivation method, superior cultivation resources, or a blessed place with sufficient aura!But, I want to tell you, you can't give up!Because, on your backs, you carry a heavy burden!You must be a person who lives clearly, and you must know why we are like this!Why, are we the outcasts?

———The Forsaken Soul

There are not many things in this book, only these words, but the boundless anger revealed between the lines made Lu Yufeng really feel it.

Lu Yufeng seemed to understand something all of a sudden. He was unable to break through the ninth floor. On the one hand, it was because of his lack of comprehension, and on the other hand, he lacked spiritual energy. If it wasn't for the lack of spiritual energy, he could forcefully break through the shackles of the ninth floor .

"So, there is stronger aura in the wider space, and more people can hit the ninth level of fixed energy?" Lu Yufeng guessed from this book, maybe there is still space outside, then there will be more people. More people can get this opportunity to hit the ninth floor!Because, Lu Yufeng, who came across, did not find any shadow of the earth in these classics.

Lu Yufeng didn't know why, but suddenly couldn't help feeling angry, "This is the place abandoned by the seniors, and we are the people who were abandoned by the seniors!" Thinking of this, Lu Yufeng couldn't help but get angry. The passage of time is because the ancestors fought against each other, which harmed the development of the natural rules of Ebony. Not only that, but also let the younger generations bear the mistakes they made.

"Sigh, the bad roots of human surnames are brought into full play." Lu Yufeng couldn't help but sigh.Although Lu Yufeng didn't know what happened to these ancestors, wherever there were people, there were fights, and the reason why these powerful people fought was nothing more than cultivation resources.

"If, one day, I, Lu Yufeng, can step out of Ebony and follow in the footsteps of my ancestors, I must find them, and I must ask them why they abandoned us." Lu Yufeng is also a passionate man, secretly in his heart He made a promise, for whom he made the promise, but somehow, Lu Yufeng felt that he should do this.

What Lu Yufeng didn't know was that when he made this promise in his heart, there was a burst of clear sky over the entire Ebony Planet, which attracted the attention of many monks, but this situation disappeared in an instant, causing those monks to panic.

"Hey, today's aura is so scarce, how many geniuses are ruthlessly strangled by reality, what qualifications do I have to walk out of this black planet, and what qualifications do I have to follow in the footsteps of my ancestors." Lu Yufeng suddenly thought of the actual situation now, and also A burst of frustration.

Put the book back where it was, and left the Sutra Pavilion, feeling a little depressed, "The more I know, the more I feel ignorant"

It was getting dark, and although Lu Yufeng felt his stomach was empty, he still had no interest in eating at the moment, so he went back to his residence to meditate.

The next morning, Lu Yufeng sat on Fengyun Cliff again.This is Lu Yufeng's favorite place to practice, because here you can see the first rays of the sun shining on the earth!

When the sun rises in the morning, the aura is the strongest. Watching the sun rise is also a kind of baptism for the state of mind.

The morning sun gradually rose, and Lu Yufeng felt that today's morning sun was a bit different. Compared with the past, he felt that the morning sun was softer. Wisps of warm sunlight caressed the earth, as if caressing a wounded heart.The warm and deep feeling warms the whole earth, as if he wants to hug this land into his heart and love it.

Lu Yufeng's heart was suddenly filled with sourness, and he didn't know how to vent it, let alone why this sourness came from.

"Is it because of the sun? But it's not the first time I've seen the rising sun, why didn't I feel this way in the past." Lu Yufeng fell into silence, even if he uttered unremittingly every day, he didn't do it today. continue.

Lu Yufeng sat for a whole morning, and only woke up from the soreness at noon, and looked at the sun again, this feeling did not reappear, stood up and shook his head, and walked down the mountain in a somewhat dejected manner.

In the next few months, Lu Yufeng still watched the morning sun rise early in the morning, and every time he would feel a strong sense of sourness.Then he meditated at Fengyunya, and his life was easy. Moreover, Lu Yufeng also let go of his obsession with reaching the ninth floor, and decided to figure out the soreness in his heart before proceeding to break through to the next level. realm.After all, it has been nearly ten years, and Lu Yufeng didn't know whether he should persevere.

Today, Lu Yufeng came early again to watch the rising sun. The sun was still slowly rising from the horizon, and the sourness also came along.The sun rose higher and higher, and the sourness became stronger and stronger. For some reason, Lu Yufeng felt that the sourness today was particularly strong, and the aura in his dantian, which had not been moved for several months, became irritable. Lu Yufeng slowly He settled down and closed his eyes slowly.

After Lu Yufeng calmed down, he faintly felt a wave of emotions slowly coming in. Lu Yufeng didn't know what kind of emotion it was. It was a little sour, a little heartache, and even a little angry... mixed with all kinds of emotions. inexplicable emotions.

Suddenly, Lu Yufeng felt a mysterious aura enveloping him, and then he opened his eyes, and found that the scenery in front of him was completely different. He was no longer sitting on Fengyun Cliff, but felt his footsteps were flimsy. Lu Yufeng was startled , it turned out that he was floating in the air.

"What's going on?" Lu Yufeng felt a little fear in his heart. His cultivation was not enough, so why could he be suspended in the air?

"Nian Bi, why did you kill my apprentice and bully me, Wan Dao Sect?" A loud shout interrupted Lu Yufeng's thoughts. Mu Feng raised his eyes and saw two people standing opposite each other in the air in the distance. One of them is an old man holding a whisk in his hand, and the other is carrying a golden knife behind his back, looking extremely sturdy.

"Humph, Jin Wandao, it was you Wandaomen who killed my apprentice first, so I had no choice but to make a move. You are a wicked person who is the first to sue?" It should be Jin Wandao.

"Hmph, you bastard, today I will kill you no matter what, to avenge my apprentice. Look at the knife..." Jin Wandao said, drawing out the golden knife on his back and slashing at the person opposite him. Ten pieces, the golden knife condensed a real essence machete in the void, the knife glowed horizontally, and chopped off at the man's head.

"Old man, when I'm afraid you won't make it, come here..." The person opposite saw Jin Wandao's merciless attack, and immediately swung his fly whisk, sending out thousands of white lights to hit the knife.

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