In front of me, there is an unknown place, which is quite good now. There is no way to block the back road, giving Yun Fan a chance to survive. But only in this stone wall, Yun Fan actually discovered some magical powers that Yun Fan had come into contact with, such as

To say, Iron Fist, this simple magic power, has different effects when it covers the fist, but there are actually some here, and there is an analysis.

The experience of various aspects of cultivation made Yun Fan a little surprised, no worse than his own understanding. Of course, Yun Fan did not think he was a terrible power, because these are the most basic supernatural powers, recorded here

It is also the most basic magical power.

Yun Fan reached out to touch the engraved magical pictures. It was so lifelike that the marks were actually carved with a knife. Yun Fan was surprised. There was no feeling of spiritual power. If it was really just carved with an ordinary knife.

, how much determination and perseverance is needed.

Suddenly, a gasp seemed very heavy. Yun Fan was surprised. This feeling was not like a strong man at all, like an old man. Yun Fan was not in a hurry and walked slowly. Every step seemed to have

A mark, not far away, a door, or a small wooden house.

Yun Fan walked slowly with a rust sword in his hand, as if he was facing a great enemy. Yun Fan did not feel any momentum, only a feeling of a hero hanging in the evening. What was inside? Yun Fan didn't know what was outside. Yun Fan was

Don't know either.

But outside the secret room, the Zhentian Legion was ready to evacuate, because, so far, Yun Fan had not heard of the news, and Yun Fan had not found that he could send it, but Yun Fan always felt a familiar feeling now.

It feels so far away.

"Fan'er's sword." Suddenly, a sound came from the wooden house, causing Yun Fan's rust sword to fall down with a bang, and a sharp pain in his heart. Somehow, he coughed twice in the wooden house, not sure why.

"Are you Fan'er's successor?" the voice asked again. Yun Fan felt a sharp pain in his heart, his nose felt sore, and he wiped away a few tears that flowed out, and walked slowly towards the wooden house like a toddler.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, as if it was the breeze in summer, blowing away the dust of Yun Fan's heart, blowing away Yun Fan's years of fatigue, and bringing endless joy to Yun Fan. The wooden house is so close, Yun Fan wants

I had to push open the wooden door, but my heavy legs made Yun Fan's hands weak. His hands were trembling violently. A cough came from the wooden house, causing Yun Fan's inner angina pectoris.

"Cruff" opened the wooden door, a shabby wooden table, a long wooden bed, an old man who was drooping in the evening, his weather-beaten face was full of pain, and Yun Fan's heart was cut like a knife.

"You're here." The old man spoke, then coughed violently. Yun Fan felt helping him up and patted him gently behind him, fearing that there would be other consequences.

"Child, are you Fan'er's heir?" Suddenly, the old man said this, which made Yun Fan burst into tears, because he once taught Yun Fan how to practice and take care of him when Yun Fan was young and ignorant.

Yun Fan's daily life is the village chief of Feiyang Village. He has disappeared for countless years, the person who made Yun Fan regret it.

"Village Chief." Suddenly Yun Fan shouted these two words tremblingly. The old man trembled for a moment, and two lines of blood and tears flowed out of his old face. Yun Fan suddenly realized that he could not see it, and there was no trace of spirit in his meridians.

force.

Yun Fan only remembered that there is only the old village chief in front of him who has such an understanding of basic supernatural powers that he has studied for a lifetime and created the old man who has made thousands of volumes. Now, he is still breathing. Yun Fan

He felt a cramp in his heart. He knew the old man's mood. He used the immortal medicine like a medicine, and used the heavenly medicine that had been achieved in countless years to hang his life.

Now, he came here far away from the legendary Feiyang Village. Yun Fan didn't know what it was for, but Yun Fan knew, sure, this old man, Yun Fan's old village chief, Yun Fan's great benefactor, is

Something that has not been completed and I am unwilling to accept it. If I can get a Zixu Realm in five years, I believe it is him. He is the Zhi Lao in the mouth of the Origin!

"Fan'er, are you Fan'er?" Suddenly, the old village chief, this wise man, had his mouth trembling, and his voice was so pitiful, as if he had experienced countless tortures. Yun Fan could no longer suppress it.

My own tears, this old man, can be said to have given me a home and taken care of myself and Yun Wanchuan to grow up. If it weren't for him, Yun Fan and Yun Wanchuan would have died long ago.

"Village Chief." Yun Fan's voice trembled. Even though he had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, his heart was still very fragile. Even if he was decisive and decisive in killing, he was a different move to the enemy, this old man, who gave himself a different feeling.

, giving myself the family affection that is thicker than water, and applying a different rainbow to the sky in my heart.

Now he has entered his old age. There is no trace of blood in his body, only a feeling of drooling, as if he will be able to

As if the immortal was gone, Yun Fan held his hand, for fear that he would leave immediately.

"Fan'er, after you go to the Emperor Realm, will you take your body to rebuild it?" Suddenly, the old man said seriously, Yun Fan nodded, indicating that it was indeed the case. The old man coughed and sighed, as if he was feeling like Yun Fan, or so

.

"The parents of this body have been kind to me. If they are still alive, remember to treat his brother and his parents well, they are all good people." The old man instructed, as if he were last words, very solemn. Yun Fan nodded.

, he stroked the old man's hand, for fear that he would leave, Yun Fan was also regretting why he didn't make a decision earlier and why didn't he meet this place earlier.

Since the king, he left Feiyang Village and got news. The old man left. At that time, he was like a bolt from the blue. He searched for countless years, but still couldn't find it. Unexpectedly, he met here. The old man portrayed the experience of his precious basic magical powers in his life.

On the stone wall, I told my future generations that I should not forget the foundation. Even if this old man is only in the Zixu Realm, he is already a legend of his generation.

"Fan'er, I've been able to see you in my lifetime, but I've fulfilled my thoughts. I've lived for so long and I have no attachment anymore. I've also visited Wentian Sect. Although it's not as good as before, it's still thriving. I hope you

If you can put away your arrogant nature, the strong should not be too arrogant. You should learn to convince others with reason. Cultivators should fight to protect the world, not your own selfishness.” The old man hummed the teaching, but Yun Fan was familiar with it.

Even though hundreds of thousands of years have passed, this sentence still echoes in Yun Fan's mind.

"Everything in the world can settle down, the vast sky can also accommodate the world's plan. Our monks should focus on protecting the people of the world." The old man was passing on his life's understanding to Yun Fan. He knew that Yun

Fan was arrogant and could not hear anyone's words. He coughed twice, but he still said it. Yun Fan wrote it down seriously, and the old man raised his mouth and did not sigh because of life.

"Remember, the common people are the goal that we monks pursue." Suddenly, after the old man said this, the old man's hand suddenly softened. The old man kept his peaceful face, and the corners of his mouth were still tilted, as if he was

Tell Yun Fan that he has no regrets.

Yun Fan was sobbing, he wanted to cry loudly, but he was so arrogant that he held on for the so-called face, kneeled on the ground, and kept repenting. He knew that he owed too much the old man, so Immortal first

, but he still failed to give the old man's advice, and his inner arrogance made Yun Fan want to go crazy.

"Things left under his pillow." Bai Lian was weakly emitting a divine thought, as if telling Yun Fan something. Yun Fan slowly raised the old man, moved the pillow away, and found that it was actually a scroll of calligraphy and painting.

He knew that the old man liked to draw some landscape paintings the most on weekdays. As expected, this was landscape painting.

But when Yunfan slowly opened, tears could no longer be suppressed and flowed down frantically, because it was painted on it, two children and one old man, one child was very naughty, riding on the old man's neck, as if the old man

He was young and energetic, and there was no patient like any patient. Who knew that the man was Yun Fan. The tears wet the pages, and Yun Fan quickly brushed them away, fearing that he would die.

He hugged the old man and cried loudly. Yun Fan was like a child, crying in pain. Yun Fan felt as if someone was touching him. It turned out to be an obsession. Yun Fan wanted to hug the obsession left by the old man.

Unexpectedly, the old man just waved his hand, then the smoke disappeared and there was no trace again. Yun Fan was already crazy, but he still didn't do it.

This painting was on Yun Fan's sixth birthday. At that time, it was found that Yun Fan had a very talent for cultivation. The old man was very happy and packed a handful of things from the Zuixianlou. Several people ate them.

The pain, as for the picture, was at night, the playful scene, and the old scenes returned to Yun Fan's mind, with only memories, and his whole body was trembling and twitching.

Yun Fan felt as if he had lost something the most important thing, and he seemed to have a piece missing in his heart. It seemed that his heart changed from red to gray in an instant. Yun Fan felt blurry in front of him, as if he could not see anything. Yun Fan was in pain,

The veins swelled up, and the ground was pounding desperately. The ground was sinking, and Yun Fan's tears wet his long gown.

It seems that Yun Fan's blood is flowing on the white long gown. Yun Fan doesn't know how to comfort himself. Every time he sees the old man in his arms, Yun Fan doesn't have the courage to stop. He just feels that there seems to be no one in his life.

I was moved by myself like this.

I was demented for a moment and didn't know what to do. I seemed to no longer know how to look at life. There were signs of being violent in the dantian. My meridians were painful, but Yun Fan didn't care at all, and tears

The breaking of the dam made Yun Fan feel so painful that no one knew Yun Fan's discomfort.
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