Devil’s Advent

"Little mirror, little mirror, your surname is Tian!" The old man's eyes began to turn red, and his hands were slowly spreading, "It was the Tian family who raised you, gave birth to you, and provided for you. How dare you, how can you!"

"Uncle, don't worry, there is no mirror in this life;

If you are lucky, you will return to the field and kill yourself after the horse has stepped into the south of the Yangtze River;

If you are unlucky, you will die in battle.

In any case, after today, there will be no old age without a mirror. "

"Who told you to do this, the emperor of his Ji family? Who is the emperor of his Ji family now? Who is it?"

"Your Majesty, named Runhao."

"Ji Runhao?"

"yes."

"Hahahaha, why, why, although the old man has not asked about world affairs for decades, but the old man just wants to ask why, why his Ji family has a hero, and my Tian family... No, no, it's not just me The Tian family, not just my Tian family, right?"

"Four major players, none of them will stay."

"You...you are going to kill the people of Dayan to make blood flow into rivers, blood flow into rivers, aren't you afraid of chaos in Dayan, for the barbarians, for the Qian Kingdom, and for the Jin Kingdom to take advantage of?"

"Back to my uncle, the royal court of the barbarians has declined, the frontier army of the Qian Kingdom has been corrupted, and the Jin Kingdom is in internal strife.

Therefore, I, Dayan, don't want to miss this once-in-a-century opportunity, and I don't want Dayan to miss it. "

"So, you are thinking about Dayan's future, and I am only thinking about my family?"

"really."

"Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish. With such brutal means, do you really think that the world will run as you wish? People in the world, can you be convinced?"

"Back to my uncle, Dayan has the strongest three armies, the Zhenbei Army has 300,000 cavalry, the Jingnan Army has 50,000 front troops plus 50,000 rear battalions, and 200,000 forbidden troops are all in our hands.

Most of the powerful private soldiers have gathered in Tiancheng County,

With Dayan's strongest army in hand, Dayan's royal family's righteousness in hand, Dayan's century-old opportunity in hand,

There is no mirror but no talent, and I can't think of a reason to lose. "

"Little mirror, you underestimated me, the big Yan clan."

"Uncle, you're the one who overestimated the clan, this group of maggots attached to the bones, and this group of Guoxiao is too small."

"Since that's the case, little mirror, you are standing in front of this old man, do you still have something to teach me?"

Tian Wujing bowed down and bowed again,

Sincerely said:

"Wu Jing, invite uncle to ascend to heaven!"

"Okay, the old man wants to see today, whether I, Hao Erlang from the Tian family, really have the confidence to say such bold words!"

Immediately, two beams of light shot out of the old man's red eyes, but they didn't hit Tian Wujing directly, but scattered in the middle.

next moment,

A cyan phantom emerged from Tian Wujing's body.

These figures all look like old people, but they belong to different age groups.

Each phantom, either laughing, cursing, flamboyant, or wronged, has a different expression.

And gradually, these figures that originally looked exactly like the old man began to change their appearance.

There are Tian Mu, Tian Bokai, the rest of the Tian family, and even Ji Runhao, Li Liangting, and Du Juan.

Their words, their expressions, seem to be entwined with you one by one, starting to connect your emotions, trying to pull out cracks in your heart, and finally tear them apart in one fell swoop!

Cultivating the Tao, one cultivates the way of heaven, and one cultivates one's own way;

When you ask, you are asking the sky, and you are asking yourself.

Those who are not strong-willed have nothing to do with Taoism. In order to practice Taoism, the old man left his position as the patriarch of the Tian clan and imprisoned himself in a small Taoist temple for decades. The heart of asking is as tough as iron!

This is,

In the mood!

"Uncle, such spells are useless without a mirror!"

Tian Wujing didn't throw a fist, or even make any gestures, he just walked towards the Taoist temple indifferently.

Everything around me has nothing to do with Tian Wujing, and it doesn't matter whether they exist or not.

This scene,

Like someone riding on the waves,

The surrounding turmoil has become the background and foil.

The old man looked at Tian Wujing who was getting closer,

He cursed:

"You self-defeating rebellious son, your heart is indeed harder than a stone!"

In such a state of mind,

No matter how mysterious Taoism is, it can no longer shake his heart.

Tian Wujing raised his head,

Looking at the old man on the eaves above,

Bending down again,

road:

"Please uncle ascend to heaven!"

"Then let's see if you are a rebellious son, you have such abilities!"

The old man flipped his palm, and the mahogany sword that had been enshrined there for decades on the Taoist altar flew out immediately, pierced the eaves, and fell into the old man's palm.

"Today, this old man is the ancestor of the Tian family, except for you who have no father and no mother!"

The old man jumped down,

The mahogany sword in his hand stabbed directly at Tian Wujing.

Tian Wujing clenched his fists with both hands, and suddenly a wave of air exploded all over his body. In the Taoist temple, sand and stones flew for a while, and even the tree with a crooked neck was directly overturned by its roots.

The old man's mahogany sword seems ordinary, but it has been sacrificed by the old man for many years, and it contains countless mysteries. This sword has the power to turn decay into magic. Even the physique of a warrior can break it!

The mystery of Taoism lies here, and the mystery of Taoism is even more elusive.

The old man knew very well that his grandson followed the path of a martial artist, and his mind was extraordinarily tenacious, and spells were useless to him, so he could only use this method of ingeniously breaking power to destroy his martial arts roots first.

However,

However, the figure of the old man was always blocked by this majestic air wave, and the tip of the sword kept a distance of more than ten feet between Tian Wujing's eyebrows.

Such thick qi and blood, like a towering mountain, like a boundless sea,

Tian Wujing raised his head like this, looking at the mahogany sword,

look at it

Can you stab me!

The realm of a martial artist is all about the ups and downs of one's qi and blood. At the foot of Mianzhou City that day, Zheng Fan once met the old man who wielded a double-headed spear. After killing several barbarians, he was exhausted, and was immediately beheaded by Liang Cheng after a stalemate.

And Tian Wujing, who is in the prime of life, is full of vitality and blood, and it is even more turbulent, like a rolling river, continuous and endless.

Unless Shatuo Queshi was consumed by three thousand cavalry in rounds outside Zhenbei Hou's mansion on that day, it would be difficult to grind his blood, and besides, there was only one old man in front of him.

On the other hand, on the old man's side, Taoism is naturally true, but when you face an opponent who is as firm as a rock and even ordered to destroy his entire family just now, you will not be able to find a flaw in his state of mind if you are covered in Taoism.

At the same time, all causes and causes are too swift and violent. Ascetics pay attention to predicting the enemy first, setting up slowly, and finally grasping the right time and place to slowly close the net in order to achieve success, rather than directly coming up to fight with people face to face. .

The most important thing is that what Taoist priests are after is to prove Taoism and live forever, not like martial arts masters, what they seek is to practice the skills of fighting on the battlefield.

Moreover, after the technique failed to work, the old man turned to use the mahogany sword to break through the power, but it was a bad strategy out of desperation. He even used his dying body to get close to a mature warrior!

"Third-rank martial artist, third-rank martial artist, little mirror, you are already a third-rank martial artist!!!"

Tian Wujing replied:

"Don't dare to disappoint my uncle!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The old man's chest heaved for a while, and a mouthful of blood was spit out on the mahogany sword. Suddenly, the tree with a crooked neck that was blown down by the air wave straightened up again and returned to its original position. recovery.

Everything is like reshaping time.

But all of these are actually fake, but when the fake is fake enough to be true, its effect is almost the same as the real.

In the dark, it seemed that a giant hand suddenly fell down, even Tian Wujing, a third-rank martial artist, unexpectedly seemed to be in a precarious state at this moment.

"The old man has been imprisoned in this Taoist temple for decades, and every plant, tree, brick and tile of this Taoist temple has been branded in the old man's heart.

This Taoist temple is the dojo of the old man, how dare you enter the dojo of the old man to fight with the old man, in this dojo, the old man is the sky, the old man is the earth, and the old man is the way! "

this moment,

What the Marquis of Jingnan is facing is no longer an old man in his dying years, but the suppression and rejection of him by this small world. The gilt armor on his body is already making a crisp sound, which means that the armor is overwhelmed and is about to crack sign.

situation,

Suddenly turned upside down.

The air waves around Jingnanhou were being continuously compressed by this side of the world, and the tip of the old man's mahogany sword was getting closer and closer to Jingnanhou.

The face of the old man was even more flushed at this moment, and his power and skill were even more advanced at this time.

It is possible to die in the morning and evening.

The realm of ascetics is generally difficult to measure by level. One is because they seldom practice killing techniques and are not good at killing. The other is that their realm fluctuates and is often too huge.

The flush on the old man's face was the flashback after the forcible solution. He had already cut himself off, just to stab this sword!

this moment,

The air wave around Jingnanhou was once again compressed by half, and the old man's mahogany sword finally came to Jingnanhou.

Jingnanhou's eyes met those of the old man,

this sword,

The old man is about to stab,

But both sides are clear,

this sword,

Can't kill a third-rank martial artist.

But with the way of the old man, it is enough to use this sword to open a hole in Tian Wujing's physique, which is equivalent to forcibly breaking the embankment!

From then on, it will be difficult for Tian Wujing's martial arts to advance, and even because of this opening, the time for Qi and blood to turn from prosperity to decline will be advanced by at least seven years!

Tian Wujing is not afraid, even at this moment, his eyes are still full of Gujing Wubo.

"Buzz!"

sword tip,

Finally stabbed Tian Wujing.

This is a cultivator who has been imprisoned for decades, the first and last sword he stabs out for decades.

It is often said that the mountains do not know the years.

The old man never expected that on the first day after he came out of the Prison Taoist Temple, what he encountered was the scene of his family being slaughtered, and the person he wanted to stab with the sword turned out to be his most valued junior. .

At the moment when the sword stabs down,

the hand of the old man,

shook.

The tip of the sword did not pierce Nakata's eyebrows,

Instead, it passed by,

With a flick of the blade,

He flicked Tian Wujing's left cheek.

………

"Sister, sister, tell me, who lives in this Taoist temple?"

"I heard from my aunts that there is an old lunatic living here. My brother, you must not run here after you are alone. My aunts said that this old lunatic doesn't eat, but he hasn't starved to death."

"Then what does he eat?"

"Eat children."

"Sister, you scared me."

"Hey, didn't my younger brother say that when he grows up, he wants to be a general and fight against Chinese and barbarians. Why are you so timid? You are a coward, but you can't be a general."

"I'm not timid, I'm not, I'm not timid."

"Okay, okay, my younger brother is not timid. In the future, he will definitely be a general."

"Well, I will definitely be a general in the future."

"Ah, the Taoist temple door is open!"

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

"Hahaha, I lied to you, look at how scared you are, how can you be a general like this."

………

"Plop!"

"Hey, why did a little doll sneak in by climbing the wall? Do you know who lives in this Taoist temple?"

"A lunatic who eats children."

"Oh, yes, I love children the most. Children are good. The skin is tender and not greasy. Tsk tsk tsk, wrap it in flour and fry it in oil, ouch, it tastes so delicious, it's so gluttonous. "

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"Are you really not afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"Why are you not afraid of me?"

"I, Tian Wujing, will be a general in the future. I can't be afraid of anyone, I can't be afraid!"

"Yo yo, whose family are you a child?"

"My father is the head of the Tian family."

"Tian Bokai's son."

"You are not allowed to call my father's name directly, I will kill you!"

"Hahaha, come on then."

"Ouch, let me go, let me go, let me go!"

"Tsk tsk, you're still young, you're quite strong, huh? Congenitally, the blood is full, hiss..., baby, let me ask you, Tian Bokai didn't ask someone to teach you martial arts?"

"You are not allowed to call my father by his first name!"

"Hehe, he is a filial child."

"ah!"

"This old man is older than your father. If you dare to talk to this old man like this, I'll see if this old man beats you to death!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

"ah!"

"Say, your father didn't ask someone to teach you martial arts?"

"My father asked someone to look at it. The person said that I am still too young and my bones haven't grown yet. I will not be suitable for martial arts until I grow up."

"That's right, how about it, you and my uncle and I will practice Taoism."

"I don't want to be a priest."

"Then what are you going to be?"

"I want to be a general, I want to be a great general."

"Hey, this ambition is really not small, what about becoming a general?"

"I'm going to lead my Dayan iron cavalry to smash through the barbarian king's court. I'm going to Qianguo to capture the emperor of Qianguo, so that the people of Ganguo won't dare to call us Yan barbarians anymore!"

"Tsk tsk, you little doll, you have a lot of ambition. If you want to be a general, yes, it is indeed a good material for martial arts. From tomorrow onwards, you will come to my uncle and me every night, and my uncle will help you. This body is loose, so when you practice martial arts in the future, you can get twice the result with half the effort."

"real?"

"Oh, uncle and grandpa still lie to you, a junior?"

"Ah, don't pinch my face!"

"Just pinch, pinch, pinch!"

"Stop pinching, I'm not a kid anymore, kids are being pinched in the face!"

"Just pinch, just pinch!"

"Let go, I won't let you pinch! If you pinch your face, you won't grow up!"

"Okay, if you don't let the old man pinch, the old man won't teach you martial arts."

"Then...then..."

"Then what? Why is the general hesitating when he speaks?"

"Then you pinch, lightly."

"Well, that's good."

"Ouch, it hurts!"

"Ha ha ha ha…………"

………

The old man flew upside down like a kite with a broken string,

The touch from the blade,

tell him,

The man in front of me,

have grown up,

The face is also thinner,

This face can no longer be pinched.

Tian Wujing raised his head, opened his mouth, his eyes were red.

His figure disappeared from the spot, appeared under the old man, stretched out his hand, and caught the old man.

Tian Wujing knew that before, the old man gave up his life with a sword, which could pierce his foundation, but the old man stopped at the end.

The old man in his arms was very light, unbelievably light.

The hostility on the old man's face had completely faded away, leaving only an emotion that could be called relief.

His hand grabbed Tian Wujing's arm,

Before the red tide on his face dissipated,

Hastily said:

"Aside from you and Your Majesty, there is also the Zhenbeihou Mansion in the rule of exterminating the clan?"

"Li Liangting, Marquis of Zhenbei, is already in the capital."

"You three, three already?"

Tian Wujing didn't speak.

"Yes, yes, yes, hehehehe......"

The old man suddenly laughed, and then he stopped smiling immediately,

continued:

"Although the old man can't see things with his eyes, he can observe the sky. In the past year, he has watched the stars at night twice. The first time, a comet suddenly fell on the border of the desert in the north of my Dayan. There are too many variables, the old man does not know what it represents, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is difficult to determine.

One month ago, the old man observed the stars for the second time because he found that the idol was broken. Do you know what the old man found? "

As if knowing that his time is numbered,

The old man didn't wait for Tian Wujing's answer, and continued:

"The black dragon is circling, and the prosperity of the Great Yan Kingdom is terrifying. Hehehe, yes, yes..."

"It's a pity that doctors don't heal themselves, and fortune-tellers don't do their own divination. Back then, the old man thought that the fate of the Great Yan Kingdom would start, and my Tian family would be prosperous forever, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it..."

If the family is not eliminated, how can Yan prosper?

"Wu Jing, your uncle and I are incompetent. I have been imprisoned for decades, and I have only cultivated such a ridiculous appearance, but your uncle can see that my luck is already boiling. That Qi refiner from Qianguo, Wu Zhu in Chu State, and Tianji Pavilion in Jin State, there are more Xuan Xius who are better than your uncle, so they can naturally see it.

My Dayan iron cavalry is naturally unparalleled in the world. You bear the position of Marquis of Jingnan, and Marquis of Zhenbei and this generation of the Ji family. If you are of one mind and look at the four countries, who can be the enemy?

But... But you have to be careful, the changes in the fate of the country are not only due to the matter of fighting, if they can't beat you on the battlefield, be careful that they use... other methods.

Little mirror, old man, my heart hurts tonight, it hurts to death, it really... really hurts to death...

But the old man is also happy... My little mirror... the little mirror...

Really become a general! "

Shouting the last word, the red tide on the old man's face dissipated, and his anger dissipated.

Tian Wujing put the old man on the ground,

took three steps back,

knelt down,

Sincerely said:

"Respectfully send uncle... to heaven."

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Thanks to Larryyu for becoming the 72nd leader of "The Devil Comes".