Paradise Lost, the cemetery of the gods.

Here, one half-ances of the ancestors were either destroyed by themselves or sent by Taoist Lu for a long time. The disciples of the half-ances of the ancestors felt that the sky was about to collapse.

But for Daoren Lu, all this is done casually and nothing is wrong.

He looked at a huge stone tablet, which stood in front of it, towering into the clouds. Although there was no energy fluctuation, its "power" seemed to shake the sky and the earth, which was a shock from the soul.

"Is the way of martial arts?"

Dao Ren Lu chanted lightly.

What he did not follow in martial arts, he only knew a little about martial arts.

Of course, many warriors died under his principles.

"You can still see a magical person like you in such an era..."

On the celestial monument, an old voice came out of emotion, as if he saw Dao Ren Lu’s magical powers amazing.

"Who are you?"

Xiao Chen was surprised and couldn't help but speak.

"This...is bad!"

The old voice revealed disdain. Even if Xiao Chen didn't see anyone talking, he could feel the contempt from his voice.

"The qualifications are not very good. They are just a bone that is seen every twenty years. Even those who are seen every thousand years or ten thousand years are not good. Such qualifications are too poor!"

The sound is like cutting through ancient time and space, ethereal and long-lasting, with an indescribable atmosphere of vicissitudes.

“…”

Xiao Chen had the urge to curse.

Which bastard is scolding him for no reason? Why is that bastard?

He said that his qualifications are too poor, is his qualifications poor?

He was about to speak, and Daoren Lu smiled and stopped Xiao Chen, looked at the sky stele and said, "Are you the seal of the sky stele?"

"I am the last pure 'warrior' mark. I have no magical powers, no magic, no magic, and I do not rely on the power of heaven and earth, but only practice martial arts."

The old voice continued to ring.

"This is nothing extraordinary. There are many great ways between heaven and earth, and martial arts are just one of them. I have not only seen martial arts, but also Li Zhidao and Zhuangzhidao. In this world, there was no Li Dao or Zhuangdao. Someone created it, so this way was there. Martial arts is just a scenery of my Tao and is the object of my reference. As for his strongest combat power, I don't think it is like this."

Dao Ren Lu spoke happily and looked at Xiao Chen again: "But, my disciple, you may try to pass on the inheritance of martial arts."

"His qualifications are not very good. He is just a bone that is seen every twenty years. Even a master who is seen every thousand years or ten thousand years is not good. How can such qualifications be passed on?"

The Martial Arts Seal repeated the words and said them, causing Xiao Chen to be shot again.

I am despising his qualifications again!

“Qualification…”

Daoren Lu laughed silently: "Is the question of qualification still a problem? As long as I am willing, any body can be shaped, the five elements body, the chaotic body, the God King body, the domineering body... For me, the question of qualification has never been a problem. So..."

Dao Ren Lu paused slightly and looked at Xiao Chen: "You can learn the Heavenly Monument here by yourself. As for the martial arts mark, let this mark pass on whoever you love. Don't take it to heart, there is nothing rare."

“Yes, Master.”

“…”

The Martial Arts Seal became silent, as if it was the first time that this happened.

He has always despised others for their poor qualifications, but today his inheritance is despised by others?

Is there such a thing?

...

That's the case.

Dao Ren Lu let Xiao Chen understand the Heavenly Monument technique for a moment, and they left.

After leaving the Great Shang Empire, Daoren Lu led Xiao Chen to a desert.

No one else dares to go deeper here. This is the famous Four Poles Forbidden Land in the Continent.

If you ask where the terrifying place of the Continent of Changsheng is the most terrifying and where it can be called a terrifying place, any practitioner who has some understanding will definitely say it is a terrifying place.

No one can tell what unknown world is there, because those who walk deep into the deepest place have never come out alive.

Because of the unknown, everything seems terrible. Even the gods are difficult to enter, and it is impossible to guess the situation inside.

In the vast desert that is more than ten thousand miles away, yellow sand blows up all over the sky, covering the sun, and it seems that a golden rain is falling in the sky. Golden dunes disappear from time to time, and another dunes are formed in an instant.

The style here is terrifying, even the body of the god can be torn apart.

It is also because of this that Daoren Lu led Xiao Chen to this place and asked him to practice.

Whether it is body tempering or practicing magical powers, this is a great place, just suitable for Xiao Chen.

As for Daoren Lu himself, he has passed this stage. If the gale here can blow off one of his hair, he will lose.

Here he is waiting for the return of the half-ancestral gods who were killed by him.

Time flies for three years. On this day, Daoren Lu heard the sound of a bell.

As far as you see, in the depths of the golden desert in the distance, a temple is quietly located there, as if it has existed since ancient times.

The ancient temple was dyed with a layer of sacred light in the sunset, and the sound of the bells gradually subsided. The ancient temple gave people an extremely mysterious feeling in the sunset.

Not far away, a Taoist temple is quietly located, full of the vicissitudes of time, as if it has been broken through time and space since ancient times.

There is another very small sacred island floating quietly in the air, as if it has been sealed for endless years, without any energy fluctuations, but just lonely and fixed there.

Dao Ren Lu took one step forward and arrived before these three buildings.

The temple door opened.

A young figure stepped out calmly. He was wearing a wide monk's robe. At the age of three or four, most of the monk's robe dragged to the ground.

This is a young child, or a young monk, who is only three or four years old, but he can resist the extreme cold in the desert and walk out of the temple calmly and calmly.

He has fair skin, full forehead, big and bright eyes, long eyelashes, straight nose bridge, and thick lips. He looks very loyal and kind. His ears are the most special in his facial features. Although he is not big, his ears are very big, and he is very blessed. His thick earlobes are about to touch his shoulders.

Then, the Taoist temple opened in the distance.

A three or four-year-old Taoist priest stepped out calmly. Although he was a young child, he looked particularly mature, especially his eyes were extremely deep, as if he could see through everything in the world.

brush.

On the very small sacred island in the sky, a child fell lightly, with long black hair floating like a waterfall, and his eyes were filled with spiritual energy.

To be more precise, it is the murderous aura and the strong murderous intent that makes Xiao Chen tremble in his heart!

When the three children met Daoren Lu, they said in unison: "Brother Dao."

Such a scene looks extremely strange. Even though Xiao Chen is knowledgeable, he doesn't know what's going on.

The three little kids actually called their master Brother?

"Congratulations to the three fellow Taoists for coming out of the calamity and entering the realm of the ancestor god."
Chapter completed!