Fu Yang himself didn't notice it. As he spoke, the expression on his face cried and laughed, and sweet and sad.

The whole person was trapped in the memory of Vico, as if he had experienced the path they walked hand in hand in hand in memory.

At the same time, the rich dead aura on his body was slowly dissipating in strands!

Although the speed is slow, it is indeed gradually decreasing...

And Fu Yang himself had no feeling about all this!

But the gray-robed monk Tan Tian kept a gentle and handsome smile on his face. He looked at Fu Yang and listened carefully to his story.

"Originally, Master Shenxu and I planned to bring Vikto to Putuo Mountain with us and use the power of your Buddhist sect to see if we can revive her as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, we were kidnapped by a mysterious blue sirens in a near-shore area like the East China Sea. If I could be stronger..."

Fu Yang closed his eyes and sighed, with sadness on his face.

He finished telling the story of himself and Vico.

Tan Tian stretched out his broad palm and gently pressed it on Fu Yang's head. A golden light flashed, and there seemed to be a golden vortex in his palm. He forcibly absorbed the gray dead energy from Fu Yang's mind and condensed it in his palm to form a gray ball the size of an egg.

Then squeeze it hard.

With a click.

Broken into powder.

Tan Tian sighed secretly: "It's only less than 20% of it. It seems that the death aura in Fu Yang's heart is indeed too strong. If time continues, it may have an increasing impact on cultivation."

At this time, Fu Yang opened his eyes.

He looked at Tan Tian and smiled bitterly, "Thank you, Ancestor Tan Tian."

The young monk in gray robe didn't say much, but just smiled and stood up.

A golden Buddha light appeared, wrapping him in it. Fu Yang couldn't see it clearly, and subconsciously reached out to cover his eyes.

When the light disappeared, he put down his hand again, and the scene in front of him surprised him!

Because, the young and handsome ancestor who called out a gray monk's robe disappeared and turned into a Taoist priest in a blue Taoist robe. Of course, this was still Tan Tian, ​​but he had changed into a Taoist robe...

What's even more strange is that now he is emitting a trace of gray-black aura all over his body.

It's dead energy!

The dead energy similar to Fu Yang's body. Although the amount is not that large, it seems to have reached its late stage and turned gray and black.

"Master Tantian, you?"

"Wuliang Tianzun! I am now called Hongyunzi and donor Fu Yang, do you think it's very strange, right?"

Fu Yang nodded.

Even now he is stubborn and can't be interested in anything. But he is indeed curious about Tantian's state.

He is obviously a monk and a founder of a Buddhist holy land like Putuo Mountain. Why does he dress up in a Taoist robe? And it looks so natural, it seems that he is like a Taoist priest!

Tan Tian looked straight into his eyes: "Donor Fu Yang, you have finished telling your story. Now, would you like to listen to my story? Perhaps, you will find that we are people who share the same illness."

So, Hongyunzi began to tell his own story...

Hong Yunzi was born in the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties. He was humble and was a slave in a family of aristocratic families at that time. However, because he was born with red lips and white teeth and cleverness since childhood, he was chosen to be the companionship of the young master at the time.

Because of this opportunity, Hongyunzi was able to read and recognize words.

The young master in this family was not good, and he quickly learned a lot of profound knowledge. Although he was just a slave in the family, his horizons had been completely opened...

Moreover, because he is very talented in studying, he will help his young master do his homework and deal with the teacher's examination.

Unexpectedly, when I was ten years old, this incident was discovered by the master at home!

Of course the master was furious at that time.

His son was reluctant to beat him up, so he hung up the student who helped deceive the teacher and taught him a lesson. He originally planned to throw the fortune-teller into the well in the backyard and killed him.

Unexpectedly, the lady in the family happened to pass by, and she was a little loli who was only seven years old.

She was kind-hearted and found that Hong Yunzi was about to be thrown into a well, so she immediately stopped the servants and saved his life.

It was from that moment that the two met and got to know each other...

Hongyunzi knew her name, Situ Yunyan.

A ten-year-old boy and a seven-year-old girl, just like that, childhood sweetheart. It has been six years.

By the time Hong Yunzi was sixteen years old, it was already a chaotic era.

In fact, during the entire Southern and Northern Dynasties, the land of China split into small countries. In addition, wars continued, and dynasties changed very frequently.

But the young master of the Situ family thought he was a great family and dared not provoke him even if there were bandits. He was still in the mood to take his servants out for hunting.

As his companionship, Hongyunzi must also accompany him.

As a result, on the way to hunting, we encountered a large number of bandits and bandits. The entire team was looted, and basically all the servants and guards were brutally killed.

Hong Yunzi ran away crazy with the young master's body on his back...

As a result, he was caught up by the criminals and was about to be killed. As a result, a Taoist priest who was traveling around happened to pass by and witnessed this scene.

When he saw that Hong Yunzi could carry the young master's body in times of crisis, he could see that he was a sentimental and righteous person. He seemed to have a lot of roots in practicing Taoism, so he rescued him and killed the pursuers.

After Hong Yunzi thanked him, he planned to go home and report the matter and dispatch private soldiers from the clan to encircle and suppress these bandits.

But the old Taoist priest told him that no matter what, the young master was killed, he survived himself. Even if the master did not deal with him, the other elders of the great families would definitely cause trouble for him. It would be better to follow him into the mountain to practice Taoism first, and then go down the mountain to go home until his magic is successful.

Hong Yunzi was unwilling to agree, but at this time he was just an ordinary teenager of sixteen years old. How could he have ever tried to persuade a cultivator with magic power?

Finally, he was half-suppressed and half-heartedly led into the deep mountains and began to embark on the road of practicing Taoism...

Who knew that Hongyunzi was like Fu Yang. He was actually a "family family" with a profound relationship with Taoism. Although he started practicing Taoism at the age of sixteen, his magic cultivation can be said to be a thousand miles a day and extremely fast.

In just one year, I was awarded a talisman and became a real person!

The old Taoist priest was so scared that he almost thought that what he had picked up was the reincarnation of an ancient powerful man...

But I don’t know the years in the mountains, and because the old Taoist priest himself is also very strong, he is a Wulu Zhenren. He set up some cultivation formations that gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Hong Yunzi is not sensitive to time. So he continued to practice...

Until he was twenty-five years old, he had been in the mountains for nine years, and his cultivation level had reached the amazing peak of the Six Talismans! First update)

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!