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The sky in June changes as soon as possible. The wind was still bright before, but the next moment, there were dark clouds rolling, lightning and thunder.

The damp wind blows cold rain.

"Leave in the hanging mountain..."

Lu Qingting said to himself, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him. In the fine drizzle, the young man in the mysterious robe raised the ghost baby and walked away gradually.

His qi and blood are very powerful, and he doesn't even need to deliberately support the true energy. The wind and rain that whistles from all directions cannot get close to him.

For some reason, he felt a great depression in his heart.

"Yang Yu."

As the most expected disciple of Hanging Mountain in contemporary Hanging Mountain, Lu Qingting rarely fears someone.

At this moment, he gradually gained some enlightenment while talking about this name.

The same without a teacher, the same talent, the same decisive killing, the same arrogant and arrogant...

Isn’t the person in front of you very much like the legendary ancestors when they were young?

People in the world only know that the ancestors are highly respected and have little experience in killing and often travel in the world. The emperor begged not to see him, and beggars on the roadside can be seen.

Be proud and laugh at the king and prince, free and heroic.

But only those of them, the true masters of Hanging Mountain, knew that when they were young, they were also evil god-level figures who used their swords to kill through the martial arts world in the martial arts world.

"Yang Yu."

Once again, Lu Qingting turned around and walked towards the closed hanging mountain, climbing over the wall and entering.

While the water vapor was steaming, he saw the golden light blooming on the high mountain.

The thunderstorm rolled away, and the light flashed, and the fireball and light could be seen. He had no choice but to be the golden top, the golden top of later generations, and every thunder and rainy nights, there would be such a grand scene.

"Golden Pin, the ancestor."

Lu Qingting's blessing reached his heart and headed towards the golden top.

His footwork was very fast and he encountered no obstacles along the way. Before long, he actually approached the Golden Pin.

What surprised him even more was that there was a person standing in front of the golden top.

He has a wide robe, tall and thin body, a curly beard like grass, big ears and round eyes, irreconcilable, but there is no dirt on his body.

"Disciple Lu Qingting, pay homage to the ancestor!"

Lu Qingting bowed a long time, his sleeves drooped on the ground, and his expression could not hide his respect and excitement.

He didn't expect to see the ancestor so easily, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"He's a good kid."

The sleeves were slightly raised, and the disciple of the later generations was raised. The sloppy Taoist smiled:

"The old Taoist has been paying attention to you for half a year."

"The ancestor..."

Lu Qingting was a little flattered and immediately reacted:

"Do you have something to do with your disciple?"

The sloppy Taoist did not answer, but said:

"How much has Daozang read?"

Lu Qingting replied: "There are eight hundred people who read the three thousand eight hundred volumes thoroughly and memorize them in their hearts."

"I read a lot."

The sloppy Taoist nodded: "What is an immortal?"

"Such as the ordinary, and becomes an immortal!"

"What is the best or wrong?"

"If a person has seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of false thoughts, and those who are obedient will be unable to escape from old age, sickness and death. To restrain the seven desires and emotions, to achieve inner peace, childishness and innocence, it is against the contrary."

“Accurate.”

The sloppy Taoist asked again: "What is an immortal?"

"Immortal..."

Lu Qingting thought for a moment and was about to answer, but the sloppy Taoist had already answered:

"Looking forever forever, transcending from the world? Leaping out of the three realms and not in the five elements? Yes, it is not. The immortals sought by the old Taoist are actually perfect in the heart. If you can get it, you can get it. If you can't get it, you will abandon it!"

In front of the golden top, the old Taoist stood with his hands behind his back. His originally burly body seemed taller than the hanging mountain in Lu Qingting's sense.

"Old Taoist, I've seen the immortal!"

Lu Qingting was digesting the words of the ancestor. When he heard this, he couldn't help but look up suddenly, but saw the old Taoist looking cold:

"Seventy-two Peaks, under the Seven Tribulation Sword, this beast calls himself an immortal, and the old Taoist calls him a blood demon!"

"Blood Demon!"

Lu Qingting was shocked.

But even the head of the sect told him these words...

"This beast calls himself an immortal, but in fact it's just a big rat! When the old Taoist suppressed him, he cried bitterly and looked ugly. In the end, he even gave up himself and was controlled by Daoguo..."

The sloppy Taoist had disgust and cold laughter on his face:

"This is considered immortality!"

"Master, do you want me to kill this beast?"

Lu Qingting came to his senses.

"The fruit of Tao is the essence of heaven and earth, and it is not something that human power can eliminate. After a thousand years of time, my will has exhausted all the methods, and only 80% of its spirit is damaged. It is made up of the remaining ones, and it requires external force."

The sloppy Taoist returned.

"Disciple understand!"

Lu Qingting looked solemn. After responding, he asked again for some reason:

"Why didn't the ancestor choose that hero Yang..."

"Do you want to know the advantages and disadvantages of the two of you in the old Taoist heart?"

The sloppy Taoist laughed silently and could see his thoughts at a glance.

"Disciple is ashamed."

Lu Qingting was a little ashamed. He shouldn't have had these delusions.

"How can you be ashamed of human nature?"

The old Taoist shook his head:

"Your talent and mind are the best choices, and you can take on the air and be the leader of revival. If you have the opportunity, the threshold of the Martial Saint may not be able to cross..."

Even Lu Qingting was praised by the ancestors, even though he was blushing and his heart was surging. This was the evaluation of the supreme master.

"As for that Xiaoyou Yang..."

The old Taoist pondered, but Lu Qingting couldn't help but make a "knock" sound in his heart.

After thinking about it, the old Taoist said tactfully:

"Comparing with others is actually not good."

“…”

Lu Qingting's throat squirmed and lowered his head: "Disciple understands. But, this matter is so important, why don't you..."

"Why don't you choose him? It's a great achievement for him to close the broken pages of the Nether Book, as for the Blood Demon..."

The old Taoist paused and replied:

"The old Taoist always does things that fight for life by himself. If he can't do it himself, then the disciples will do it."

Lu Qingting looked up and looked at his ancestor. The old Taoist looked as usual:

"I am not happy to go, but I want to fight for someone else's life. How can this be done in the world?"

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...

From the mountain to the bottom, heavy rain turned into fine light rain.

"That Dao Master, I've probably hidden something from me..."

Walking slowly in the rain, Yang Yu was thinking about it. Although he didn't care much, he was a little disappointed.

The view of the portal was deeply rooted in this era. He thought that this great master who had been famous for thousands of years would be an exception...
To be continued...