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Backyard courtyard.

Outside the Zhushen Jinting Pavilion, the shade of the tree is cool and the breeze is cool in the summer.

The old man with the tender branches sat on the futon in the pavilion, closed his eyes and pondered, smoking cigarettes curling beside him, and under the shade of the trees outside the pavilion, the still young Zi Can was concentrating on reading.

The entire hill is covered by a mysterious formation, gathering spiritual energy in other courtyards, quietly improving Zican's foundation.

Cool bamboo mat, desk, futon, immortal book and sword on the table.

Studying is very boring, but the content in the book makes the little boy deeply indulge in it. There is no sour and rotten things in the book, there is no concept of compassion, and the cultivation is supplemented, and the hegemony is the main.

In the bamboo forest outside the pavilion, a worm wanted to chirp. Suddenly, a green bamboo leaf was silently nailed to the bamboo, cutting the worm into two pieces.

The old man in Jinting retracted his finger.

On the 15th day of the first year, the professor trains the students, and the rest of the time they study on their own, so how can they be disturbed by ants and insects.

Zi Can, who was concentrating on his studies, concentrated on his studies, but did not find that a bug died inexplicably.

Looking at the student, the old man stroked his beard like a smile, but not a smile.

When a catastrophe arises, there must be countless lucky people born in response to the catastrophe, strong and weak, but if they are not born, they are destined to be the final protagonist of the catastrophe. The current situation will skyrocket to success, and those with poor conditions can only play a supporting role.

The mysterious old man may be too lazy to bother and directly choose the most suitable training.

The choice of sub-Charm proved right.

Naturally intelligent, genius-like cultivation aptitude, able to endure hardships.

The most important thing is that birth can save a lot of trouble.

Being a descendant of Yin and Shang can gain hegemony righteousness, which seems to have nothing to do with the strength of cultivation, but sometimes a false name can play an unimaginable role.

It is not scary to have a good background and good qualifications. What is scary is that he is still very smart and can endure hardships.

if……

If you can have the ability to see through the future, why bother to calculate.

In a trance, it seems to return to a distant ancient era. It was an era of beasts and beasts. It is not as stable as it is today, but it is the most splendid and magnificent. Although it is good today, it is always a bit dull, numb and rotten, like a pool of stagnant water.

History is a cloud of the past.

Today, only a glimpse of the past can be found in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Thinking of looking at the past and the future, such a heaven-defying ability, he can never ignore the dragon court that was destroyed in the ancient times. As a participant, the old man has always had a kind of unease in his heart. The final outcome of the dragon court was beyond the expectations of all planners, especially his reputation is not obvious. The whereabouts of the Empress Longting is unknown, like a thorn in my heart.

It is rumored that the eyes of the Empress can look at the past and the future...

There are many people who participated in the destruction of the Dragon Court, but very few survived. Although it was tragic, it successfully ended the rampage of beasts and beasts, creating opportunities for the rise of the human race.

I recall a lot at one time.

It wasn't until he found someone approaching that he sighed and exited the memory.

It was Zican’s father Ziqi who came. He was afraid of disturbing the old god’s tranquility and did not bring his servants, so he walked across the winding path to the other courtyard with full of thoughts.

After waiting too long, Zican also heard his father's footsteps and looked up at the teacher.

The old man shook the green branches gently, and Zican, who was studying, seemed to be isolated from this world.

I couldn't hear the sound outside, and all I saw was the teacher taking a nap, and I thought the footsteps were an illusion.

The old man who did not match his age waved his delicate palm like a baby. There were a low table and a tea set in the pavilion. The kettle boiled, poured tea leaves, and poured a cup of tea without rushing or slowing down.

Ziqi, the governor of Moyi, lowered his head slightly and came to the Jinting Pavilion.

Glancing at his son, seeing the colorful streamer covering it, he knew that it was an immortal method, and it should be in order not to delay his studies.

Bow down and bow.

"Shangxian, this junior cannot make a decision if there are important matters."

Hearing this, the old man smiled and sipped tea.

Zi Qi was sweating coldly on his back, and the old immortal didn't say refusal or help for reference, this...

Gritting his teeth, he continued.

"The royal family is sluggish, the various princes are fighting endlessly, and the evil spirits are rampant. Ziqi can't bear the suffering of the people and wants to send troops to kill all the evil people, to fight for a way of life for the people of Li, and ask the immortals to give pointers."

Zi Qi knew that he was not the son of Qi Luck, but his son was. Taking advantage of his health, he wanted to try his best to lay the foundation and let that day come as soon as possible.

Bend over, bow his head, and wait for a long time without hearing the fairy's reply.

His throat twitched, and the sweat from his temples slid down his cheeks to his chin and lowered, so he couldn't guess what Shang Xian was thinking.

In order to buy more time for his son, Ziqi hopes to get the guidance of the old god, the timing of sending troops, the direction of the attack, or to recruit experts to help.

Now I don't understand it a bit.

After a long time, the old man finally spoke.

"The old man once said that it is better to seek self-improvement than to seek gods and immortals."

He pondered for a moment.

"Remember, don't put your hopes on the gods and demons. The decision-making power must be in your own hands, otherwise, you will always be just a puppet slave at the mercy."

Zi Qi, who was bent over, was stunned, followed by shock and deep guilt.

"Junior...Junior...Shangxian is really a saint!"

Before, although Zi Qi was respectful on the surface, he had a strange feeling of a deal with the gods in his heart.

He uses the ability of the gods to obtain the capital for hegemony, and the gods rely on their own forces to obtain the number of qi and fate needed to improve their cultivation, and they only get what they need.

Unexpectedly, this old immortal who has been reluctant to reveal his name has the heart of a saint.

The remarks were like thunder, and Zi Qi felt deeply guilty for his great selfless dedication, and he shouted sage when he was moved.

The old fairy still stroked his beard like a smile.

With a puff, Zi Qi knelt down and kowtowed heavily, and the official hat touched the ground.

Really convinced this time.

"Get up, there is an old saying in the mortal world that there is gold under a man's knees, alas..."

"Yes, the younger generation will follow the teachings of Shangxian."

This time Zi Qi stood up and his back was much straighter.

The old man took a sip of tea.

"There are problems that are difficult to choose. You can only find your own way. You mustn't pin your hopes on the gods, monsters, and ghosts. This old man can only guide you and cannot make decisions for you. This is God's will, and this old man also conforms to the way of heaven."

"The younger generation understands, the saint is righteous."

"Good, when will the seal of the secret realm be opened?"

"It will take time, saint, could that secret realm be... is..."

When he mentioned the ancient ruins of the mountain, Ziqi wanted to make sure whether it was like a guess. If it was confirmed, then how to get in touch would be a difficult problem. Not to mention his ancestors, he couldn't find any similar events in the history of the human race. .

The old man nodded cautiously.

"The ancient overlord-level species, I thought it was extinct, but I didn't expect it to be alive. It is worthy of being an undead phoenix."

Zi Qi's heart beat fiercely again, and he fought for hegemony. Why did he provoke these unfathomable ancient creatures...

Fragrant tea was misty, and the expression of the old man could not be seen clearly.

"They hold a treasure in their hands that will help you succeed."

"saint……"

Zi Qi couldn't imagine what kind of treasure it was~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The old man's eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness and coldness, but he concealed it well.

"It's a pity that the time hasn't come yet. In addition to the phoenix, you should also pay attention to the former master of all worlds. The dragon and the phoenix will give you more help. Yes, it is the dragon family, the only dragon girl who has ever appeared in the world. She is very likely to control a huge number Elite army."

"This……"

"Zi Can has a long way to go in the future. He must lay a foundation for him. After a few days, he will travel far away to find treasures for Zi Can to improve his aptitude. You can't slack off, hurry up and go."

He waved his hand to indicate that all he had to say had been said.

"Yes, the juniors say goodbye."

The excited Zi Qi left with his head held high, and what followed would be a battle with almost no end in sight.

At the entrance of the other courtyard, Xianlu looked at the courtyard and then at the distant humans, bowed his head and continued to eat the spirit grass.

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