Lord Hong

"Apprentice? You are not qualified to be my apprentice." The green-robed old man shook his head and smiled.

Young Master Jinpao was disappointed for a while, and he also regretted that he was a little reckless. If it were him, he might not accept a disciple with a bright background.

"However, you and I are destined, and I can give you a chance." The green-robed old man said with a smile: "I believe, you will be able to take revenge later."

"Revenge? Wait?" Young Master Jin Pao felt more and more disappointed, feeling that the old man was fooling himself.

The green-robed old man just smiled and said nothing.

I saw that Young Master Jinpao's eyes were confused for a while, and his breath began to change faintly. After only three breaths, his eyes suddenly changed.

become sharp.

Even more faintly domineering.

"This is me...?" Young Master Jinpao glanced around sharply, and then noticed his own state and the surrounding environment, his eyes were full of disbelief: "How... how could I, could it be that I went back to more than 60 years ago, Did you time travel back? But how could it be!"

"I have clearly stepped into the realm of Tianyuan, and even more unified the world." Young Master Jinpao had an incredulous expression on his face: "Could it be a dream? But how could there be such a clear dream."

His gaze suddenly landed on the smiling green robed old man in the distance: "Are you...the senior who saved me back then?"

"Haha, have you forgotten? As I said, you and I are destined." The green-robed old man smiled and said, "I will give you everything that should be given, and the rest is up to you."

Immediately, the old man in green robe got up and disappeared in place.

"Fated?" Young Master Jin Pao was startled, and subconsciously sensed the heaven and earth, clattering~ I saw trees around him levitating directly, and flames were formed out of thin air.

"Nothing has changed."

"It's not a dream."

"I still have the comprehension of the laws of the Tianyuan realm, but I did go back to the day when my parents were killed and the sect was destroyed. The scene in front of me cannot be faked." Young Master Jinpao quickly calmed down.

He is already different from before.

"Is it the dream created by the senior who gave me all kinds of opportunities? Or did the senior bring me back more than 60 years ago?" Young Master Jin Pao didn't understand.

Either way, it was beyond his imagination.

"In the world of martial arts, I have stood at the pinnacle before. Even if the 'Sword Emperor' revived thousands of years ago, I am afraid that it will be higher than the Tianyuan realm. At most, it will reach the level of the unproven 'Golden Core Dao', but there will never be one." Such incredible means and supernatural powers." Young Master Jin Pao secretly said: "Could it be possible that senior is really a fairy?"

Originally, he didn't know if there were immortals in the sky.

But at this moment, he felt there was.

"If there are no immortals in the sky, there must be seniors who are almost immortals. The Tianyuan Realm is not the end, and the Golden Core Dao is not vain!" The young man in Jinpao had a desire in his eyes: "If you can surpass the Golden Core Dao, maybe you can become one." Immortal, it was difficult for me to achieve the Golden Core Dao in the previous life, but in this life I will definitely be able to."

In this life, he was only in his twenties, and his young body gave him endless possibilities.

"Right now, we must take revenge first!" Master Jinpao's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "The old man Yue just entered the Tianyuan Realm, hmph, wait, wait until I quickly recover my cultivation, killing you is like killing a chicken!"

In the acquired stage, the accumulation of true energy is the most important.

But the man in the golden robe who has reached the peak of Tianyuan Realm knows very well that the most important thing is the perception of heaven and earth!

Whoosh!

Young Master Jinpao dodged and disappeared into the forest.

"It's interesting. I don't know what kind of changes it will bring to this planet." The green-robed old man watched the other party leave with a smile. He stayed where he was from the beginning to the end, but the young man in brocade robe didn't notice it at all.

For him, this star can be destroyed with a flick of a finger, and another star can be recreated with a flick of a finger.

Everything is his will.

suddenly.

"Huh? It seems that you are no longer obsessed with the secret technique itself, and you have come to your senses?" The green-robed old man looked out of the sky, as if he had traveled through endless time and space, through the vast sea of ​​stars, and saw everything in that gray space.

"It was much faster than I expected to wake up."

"It's just that I don't know if it will be possible." The green-robed old man flicked lightly: "I hope it will succeed. I can't wait, and neither can we!"

……

The gray void and the hundreds-mile-long square were made of unknown materials. Yunhong sat cross-legged in the center, thinking silently.

This is already No. 13 days for him to accept the inheritance.

But he still couldn't find a way.

"Longjun is the existence of a powerful being. If he wants to select disciples, he must have a basis. It is impossible to set a test that is impossible to complete."

"I can directly avoid the first three tests, which shows that I meet the selection goal of the Dragon Lord."

"I have only been practicing for a hundred years, and I have already achieved such an achievement, but this test still gave me a hundred years, which shows that this test must be difficult." Yun Hong thought silently, constantly summing up.

"The Dragon Lord's purpose is probably not simply to ask me to practice the secret art itself."

"If that's the case, just give me this secret technique and let me try to cultivate it, so that I can find out my talent. Why bother?" Yunhong speculated.

"These tests are actually two." Yunhong recalled all kinds of words showing the tests.

It seems to let him practice the secret art, but the precondition is that he is required to realize a secret art from these heaven and earth scrolls, and there is no explanation for this secret art.

"But I didn't find any secret technique."

"The problem lies in these scrolls." Yun Hong's eyes fell on these scrolls again: "The secret technique that I want to practice must come from these scrolls."

The key is.

He has exhausted all kinds of methods, but he has not been able to sense even a secret technique information in this inheritance hall. After thinking about it, this is the only possibility.

Immediately... Yunhong began to observe these scrolls seriously.

Before, he had already felt it countless times, but at that time his focus was on the material of the scroll itself, not on the content of the scroll.

This time, he stopped trying to figure out the mystery of the scroll, and instead focused on the content of the scroll.

Hundreds of scrolls, no beginning and no end.

"This picture scroll seems to tell the story of a small tribe, which gradually multiplied and expanded in the barbaric wilderness, and finally gave birth to civilization, but was destroyed by a huge war." Yun Hong chose a painting at random and looked at it. .

When he read it the first few times, he had a taste of it. Although he could see the general idea, he didn't feel much.

But this time.

He looked very carefully, there were dozens of small paintings on a huge picture scroll, more like a 'comic book', and the painting skills were not very good.

But as time passed, one day, two days... nine days, ten days... one month, Yunhong gradually became fascinated, and he gradually immersed himself in it.

This picture scroll has a strange magic power, which makes Yun Hong unconsciously intoxicated and blended into it. He feels as if he has melted into the painting.

It seems to have forgotten the name 'Yunhong', and all the previous things, like a brand new creature, becoming a member of the tribe in the picture scroll.

With the change of the picture scroll, follow the pace of the tribe, and gradually move forward.

"Dazu tribe." "Everything, for the rise of the ethnic group."

"Rise, war, dominate..."

"Weakness, hatred, war, the gradual end of civilization!"

"Death."

A huge picture scroll and a small picture scroll tell the rise and fall of a tribe. Yunhong is immersed in it, and it seems that they have experienced thousands of years together.

"I see."

"This is the function of the picture scroll itself!" Yun Hong slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of vicissitudes, which were the traces left by the passage of time.

Chapter 64 Freshmen

"This scroll is not a real scroll, or in other words, what the artist drew is not a scroll in the common sense..." Yun Hong thought to himself.

His eyes fell on the picture scroll in front of him again. Looking at it, he felt that the picture in front of him seemed to come to life, and the small picture scrolls that were originally static suddenly became alive.

That spear that soared into the sky...was faintly thrown by a warrior with a roar.

The progress of thousands of troops... It seems that thousands of soldiers marched in unison, spreading the glory of the tribe in all directions, and pushing the glory of the tribe to the peak...

"A painting is supposed to be static. The moment you stop writing, everything in the scroll becomes permanent!" Yun Hong sighed softly, "But this painting is obviously the flowing time, the concentration of the traces of time."

"It is not a painting, it is a history of the rise and fall of a tribe spanning thousands of years."

This is not a written record, but more deeply felt in the picture scroll, as if Yun Hong had really experienced the incomparably long thousands of years in person.

"The imprint of time flowing on the soul cannot be faked!" Yun Hong's eyes were full of vicissitudes, but also shocked.

During those thousands of years, he walked step by step like a bystander and a witness, and he didn't wake up until the entire history of the scroll was over.

"If you were an ordinary person, this experience alone would make you completely insane." Yun Hong thought to himself.

Time kills people!

The greatest charm of time is that it has infinite possibilities. It can make the weak become strong, and the strong become old. And it is full of "corruption" itself, and it can make the hearts of people with clear hearts gradually covered with dust.

"Living for a hundred years will make a mortal see things clearly."

"Can you live for a thousand years? Ordinary minds will become tired, tired and even despaired of everything in the world!"

"How about living for ten thousand years? Ordinary minds simply cannot bear the weariness of ten thousand years. Endless memories and fatigue flood into the mind, and the mind will be directly crushed and collapsed." Yun Hong secretly said.

Only by cultivating the primordial spirit, the harmony between the god and the sky, and entrusting it to the origin of the Tao, can the soul be wiped away, the dust removed, and the soul be as clear as when it was a teenager.

"Huh!" Yun Hong's thought moved.

call!An invisible force brushed past, making the vicissitudes in Yunhong's eyes disappear, and the original spirit faded away, and became youthful and exhausted again.

This is the power of the primordial spirit.

If it weren't for the catastrophe of heaven, it would be impossible for a high-level immortal cultivator who has cultivated the primordial spirit to only have a lifespan of '9000 years', and he is fully qualified to be called a 'longevity of Taoism'!

"However, it's not completely affected." Yun Hong could also sense that his primordial spirit wasn't really unscathed, and there was still some faint loss of aging.

It can be inferred that with the passage of time, even if the primordial spirit is cultivated, if it cannot make the primordial spirit stronger, it will eventually disintegrate.

However, that is destined to be an extremely long process.

From this we can see how long the immortals and gods have, and how many years they can span!

"Even though I have experienced thousands of years in the scroll, my primordial spirit is still very young. According to this calculation, if there is no oppression from the heavenly catastrophe, I am afraid that a real star can live for millions of years or even longer, and will eventually be mentally exhausted. Disintegrate." Yun Hong thought silently.

of course.

This is just Yun Hong's speculation.

"The ten thousand years I experienced in the picture scroll is extremely real, but it should not be the real ten thousand years. At most, my primordial spirit has undergone a special change unknowingly." Yun Hong secretly said: "It's not me. body."

If the real body has experienced thousands of years.

I am afraid that the catastrophe will come naturally.

It should be noted that the heavenly tribulation and the limit of life and longevity originate from the supreme rules of heaven and earth in the dark, and even a powerful person cannot violate them!

"Moreover, now that I think about it carefully, the long years I have experienced are ten times and a hundred times more real than dreams, but they are not as good as the real years. After all, they are more blurred, visible and untouchable." Yun Hong slowly recalled.

He can be sure.

If it really went through a long time, it would be enough to have a fundamental impact on his original memory, and even turn his back on him. After all, he had only practiced for less than a hundred years before.

Even if he quickly understood the shortcomings of this picture scroll, Yun Hong was quite shocked.

"Thousands of years, like the memory of the previous body, like a bystander, can't change any details." Yun Hong thought silently: "It doesn't have any effect on my perception of Taoism, swordsmanship training, or accumulation of true essence and divine power."

"Even, it's a waste of three whole months!"

Correct.

He was immersed in the picture scroll for thousands of years, but in reality only three months have passed.

"However, it has baptized my primordial spirit, made some special changes, and even sublimated my Dao heart!" Yun Hong understood this in his heart.

Immortal cultivators, why can't we work behind closed doors?

Why travel to the mountains and rivers?Why do you have to go through life and death to go through all directions?The reason, but the words "experience in the world of mortals"!

Only by seeing enough and experiencing enough, can we withstand the baptism of time in the long years, and can we reflect on ourselves and break through the limit time and time again.

Worldly and refined.

"Enter the world first and experience the world of mortals before you can leave the mundane world and step on the road to immortality. After time passes by, your Taoist heart will be immortal!" Yun Hongming realized this.

The thousands of years he has experienced from the picture scroll seem to be of no help to his current practice, but it has powerfully enriched Yunhong's heart, laid a foundation, and will eventually become the "resources" Yunhong needs for cultivation .

The accumulation and precipitation of the soul.