Catalog of Destruction

Standing at the door of his courtyard, Song Renjie hesitated. He was afraid that the news of his failure would disappoint his mother, who had always cared about him, and that his proud nephews and nieces would know that he was such a bad uncle...

After hesitating for a long time, Song Renjie pushed open the courtyard door. The ninety-year-old Mrs. Song, who was already covered with white hair, happened to be in the courtyard. When she saw him, she greeted him happily: "Jie'er, you can come in this time." Door? "Mr. Song gave birth to Song Renjie when she was in her twenties, which delayed her cultivation, so she has never been able to break through to the realm of entraining qi. Even taking pills is useless.

Thinking that his mother's life was running out, but he had not yet been able to enter the inner door and earn a life-extending pill for her, Song Renjie felt extremely annoyed and resentful. He moved his mouth and said in an inaudible voice: "No."

An expression of worry immediately appeared on Mrs. Song's face, and she comforted: "It's okay, Jie'er, you are only over sixty, and you still have more than a hundred years to live. It will only be a matter of time before you develop magical powers."

Song Renjie felt warm in his heart and almost shed tears. He held back and said, "I understand, mother, I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest first."

He hurried back to the room and ignored his daily meditation practice. He lay straight on the bed, looking at the light white veil above his head, in a daze, and his heart was in turmoil.

From now on, Xia Feng will become a master of the supernatural realm, and can be regarded as a first-class figure in the entire world of cultivation. He will be surrounded by countless beauties and subordinates, but he will wander in the Qi-entraining realm from now on. In the future, he will look after other people's homes and institutions to make a living, and live a lifeless life. Days of hope.

In this mood of turmoil, sadness, despair, and hatred, Song Renjie didn't fall asleep until dawn, but he woke up on his own during breakfast.

"Uncle, uncle, are you back home?" The nine-year-old nephew Song Hao was extremely happy when he saw Song Renjie and ran over to hold his hand.

Song Jie, the niece who is one year younger, also jumped over excitedly: "Uncle, I told my friends that you are about to become a master of magical powers. They all admire you and envy me!"

Song Renjie was embarrassed and did not dare to get along with his innocent nieces and nephews. He glanced at his mother Song and his younger brother Song Zijie and said, "I still have something to do and need to go out." This world advocates spiritual practice, and Song Zijie is also in his fifties. , only when there was no hope of breakthrough, did he marry a wife and have children.

After saying that, Song Renjie didn't dare to look at his niece and nephew and left quickly, leaving Song Hao and Song Jie pouted with dissatisfaction.

The sun was shining brightly on the street, but Song Renjie felt as if he was in an ice cave. People walking around him seemed to be looking at him with contempt and discrimination.

So he walked faster and faster, and suddenly, when passing a small bridge, he bumped into an old man with all white hair, and knocked the package in his hand under the bridge.

"Sorry, sorry." Song Renjie always had a good temper, even a little weak. At this time, he knew that he was at fault, so he apologized hurriedly, and at the same time, he used Qi in his hands to roll the package back.

This decrepit old man was transformed by Shi Xuan. After catching the package, he looked at Song Renjie with a smile, which made Song Renjie feel numb, fearing that the old man would not let him go.

"My little friend, you are kind-hearted, you know your mistakes and can correct them. That's good." Shi Xuan praised with a smile.

Song Renjie breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Since you have nothing to do, I will leave first." He thought to himself, I am over seventy years old, what kind of kid am I? You are not a golden elixir master who has lived for hundreds of years. The real person of Dharma.

"Little brother, wait." Shi Xuan shouted.

Song Renjie turned around in confusion, only to see Shi Xuan opening the package with a smile, revealing the jade slip inside: "Old Taoist thinks that this little brother is extraordinary in spirit, has extraordinary bones, and is born with extraordinary talents. He is an excellent material for cultivation. I have some here. Take the secret book of magic skills and practice it. From now on, the important task of upholding justice and maintaining the peace of the world of cultivation will be left to you. No, this is the "Heaven and Earth Furnace to Ascend Immortality", this is "The True Solution of Water and Moon", this is... ..., as long as you agree to the old Taoist's request, I will give you a door. Really, there is only one request." This was Shi Xuan's bad taste coming back.

Song Renjie's eyes almost bulged. He was in the four major sects, and even if he immersed himself in cultivation, he still had some knowledge. "Explanation" is the fundamental method of Shuiyue Sect, and it is also left by the seven ancient immortals. As for the "Jade Book of Refining Souls into Immortals at the End of the Earth" and "Jade Book of Xuan Ri's Ruler of True Spirits", although Song Renjie has never heard of it, at the beginning The Diji and Xuanri are the names of the Seven Ancient Immortals, so they are equally extraordinary.

Of course, Song Renjie didn't believe that these skills were real at all, and thought that the old man wanted to deceive him, but he was still a little confused in his heart. How could an ordinary deceitful old man know so many soul skills? Confused, he smiled bitterly and said: "I don't want to tease the younger generation, any one of these techniques can cause a bloody storm in the world of cultivation." It means, how could it appear in the hands of a bad old man like you.

Shi Xuan covered the package and said with a smile: "Forget it if you don't want it. I won't force it." After saying that, he turned around and walked to the other end of the bridge. A faint voice reached Song Renjie's ears: "But there are some people. , just stay in the Qi-entraining realm for the rest of his life, and live forever in the eyes of others with contempt and contempt, even his family will gradually look down on him, and he can only live day by day, with no hope anymore. "

These words hit home what Song Renjie was most afraid of, what he dared not face the most. Just thinking about what life would be like in the future made him want to die immediately, so he felt like being struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, and it took him a long time to wake up. Come here, how does this old man know what I'm thinking? Could it be that he is really an expert from this world?

Thinking of the legend that some worldly masters play with the mortal world like this, and if they can grasp the object of the game, they can have some adventures and great benefits. Song Renjie felt blessed and his heart was filled with fire. Although he knew that this possibility was very low, at this time He can only seize every opportunity.

Turning around, he saw that the white-haired old man had almost reached the end of the street. He could only see his back. Song Renjie chased after him, shouting as he chased him: "I'll stay here, I'll stay here."

The more Song Renjie chased, the more strange he felt. He was in the Qi-inducing realm, his body was extremely strong, and his running speed was even more extraordinary. However, the old man walked steadily and slowly, but after chasing for a long time, he could still only see The back figure was in the distance, and it seemed that if you were not careful, it would disappear before your eyes.

At this time, Song Renjie became more and more certain that he had met an expert from this world. As for whether the other person was good or bad, he did not consider it at all. He just wanted to catch up with the old man quickly and see what adventures he could have, so he used He used his escape method and rushed up quickly, but he could still only see his back in the distance and couldn't close the distance at all.

In fact, he didn't notice that whether he was chasing the old man or shouting to stay, everyone on the street turned a blind eye, as if he didn't exist at all.

Song Renjie felt that he had been chasing for a whole morning. When the sun was shining high, the old man finally stopped in front of him. Song Renjie, who was almost about to give up, ignited hope again and hurried to his side quickly.

Suddenly, the scene changed. Song Renjie felt that the bustling streets around him dimmed, and he was in a dark void. The white-haired old Taoist priest sat cross-legged in the chaotic air, looking at him with a half-smile.

Regardless of the surprising change in circumstances, Song Renjie suppressed the doubts in his heart, knelt down in the void, kowtowed nine times, and said: "I don't know the good intentions of my seniors, so I ask your forgiveness."

Seeing the fish taking the bait, Shi Xuan said in a gentle tone: "The fact that you have been able to pursue the old Taoist for so long shows that you still have some determination and perseverance, but since you missed an opportunity, those skills can no longer be given to you."

Song Renjie felt as if he had fallen into an abyss, and his whole body felt cold. Could it be that there was really no turning around? He murmured in his mouth: "Senior, please forgive me..."

"However." The change in Shi Xuan's tone made Song Renjie seem to grasp the last straw and said hurriedly: "I don't know what the senior's request is. As long as it doesn't involve family members, the junior is willing."

Shi Xuan smiled and pressed his hand and said: "But there are some materials and spiritual herbs here in the old way, which should be suitable for your use. As long as you make a Taoist oath and do something for the old way in the future, then these materials and spiritual herbs will be yours ”

Song Renjie looked at the materials and spiritual grass floating in front of Shi Xuan with bright eyes. Among other things, the green fire black iron and red dragon grass were the key resources for him to create his magical power. With them, he could practice hard for a few more years. , the magical power realm should be achieved in one fell swoop, but at this point, he also regained his sanity a little: "I wonder if the request of senior will endanger the family or life of junior, or is the danger very great?"

"That matter has nothing to do with your family, and it won't harm your life. As long as you don't tell me, and the old man doesn't tell you, there will be no danger. And more than these materials, you will have difficulties in the future. The old man may not be able to help you. You have to understand that if you have neither background nor great talent, it will be difficult for you to succeed." Shi Xuan said calmly, as if he was not afraid that Song Renjie would not accept it.

In fact, if he doesn't accept it, it doesn't matter to Shi Xuan. At worst, he can replace it with another one. It is possible to obtain the skills, so after all, strength is the basis, and other means are supplementary, which is the way of combining good and strange.

The plan is very big! After listening to Shi Xuan's words, Song Renjie had only one thought in his mind. He neither stated specific requirements, nor hinted that he could help him after the supernatural realm. Indeed, he can only express his plans if they have great plans, but as the senior said, he Without background, resources, or great talent, it would be difficult to succeed.

Opportunities in a person's life sometimes lie in a certain choice. Song Renjie gritted his teeth and said: "This junior is willing to take the oath of Taoism."