I, Signed In For A Hundred Years, And I Am Invincible.

I didn't know that Mo Yan shook his head firmly, then directly patted the star-scarred stone in his hand, and said firmly: "This thing, you can use it now!"

"We, Qiankun Sect, after the fall of the Three Sages, no new sages have been born for two hundred years. If anyone has this qualification, it is you.

Although we Sect has the saint’s experience notes, in the final analysis, those are dead things, they are just the experience notes, far less precious than the traces of the saint’s shots. In Rivers and Lakes, there are really rare scenes where the saints take action. This time is an opportunity.

As long as you have gained something, plus the Sect experience notes, you will definitely have a great opportunity to make a breakthrough in the future.

As long as you become a saint, all this is worthwhile. "

Mo Yan said decisively.

Yan Hua looked at Mo Yan blankly.

The look on him was a bit shocked.

"Big Elder, I..."

"Don't say more, this opportunity is extremely precious, while the traces of the saint's shot are still clear, you will go down the mountain and rush to Pohu tomorrow. This is also the meaning of Sect's many Elders."

Mo Yan interrupted Yan Hua with a wave of his hand.

Yanhua looked at Elder silently, so decisive, it was the first time he saw him on the face of Elder Mo Yan.

"Okay, Sect Leader, please clean up first, and set off at dawn. The two Elders who set off together are ready. The old man will go back first."

Mo Yan said solemnly.

After speaking, he got up and left, leaving Yan Hua alone, looking at the star-scarred stone in his hand, and was silent for a while.

Outside the Great Hall.

Yuehua is like water, cold and bright.

A ray of moonlight shone on Mo Yan, and his old white hair, even his thin, pale and old face appeared clearly.

However, his steadfast eyes corresponded to it.

The eyes that were supposed to be muddy looked extra bright.

He thought for a moment.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his foot and walked forward.

..........

Yang Chen lay in the courtyard. He hasn't moved since he beat Yanhua and left.

His consciousness is completely immersed in the practice.

He uses the traces of growth extracted from the hands of Tianshan Zhemei as a foundation, a little bit of integration of the rhythm of heaven and earth, and various martial arts concepts that he has learned and read.

He can feel the own Cultivation Base and even own Martial Dao more and more clearly.

If it will be divided into several levels.

Then attaining Tao can be divided into three levels.

Know the way, guard the way, and get the way.

Practitioner practice is actually the process of chasing Tao.

When the Practitioner can become a saint, the true essence is condensed in the body, and the pursuit of Tao has reached the level of understanding the Tao.

Only by clarifying the own Dao can the three jewels of the human body's essence, qi and spirit be unified, and the true essence can be condensed.

As the saying goes, it is easy to fight the country, but it is difficult to keep the country.

Realm is actually a difficult process.

Clarify the own Dao, and then consolidate the Dao.

This step is very difficult.

People have emotions such as love, hatred, hatred, greed, hatred, anger, etc. These emotions will make Dao heart suffer.

If the heart towards Dao is no longer clear and persistent, then own Dao heart, own Dao will be stained with dust and Impurities.

As the saying goes, "Bodhi has no trees, and Der Spiegel is not a platform."

Dao, like a mirror, is always covered by dust.

If you don't clean up frequently, then your own way will be obscured.

The trail of Tao no longer exists.

This kind of cleaning, this kind of clearing of oneself at all times, the process of clarifying oneself Martial Dao, is the process of abiding by the way.

God knows it, holy keeps it.

Those who know the way may be miraculous;

A guardian can be a sage.

The ancient sages, with great perseverance in the world, mostly defend the way.

At this moment, Yang Chen uses a unique method to connect the Tao of the self, the rhythm of heaven and earth, and various martial arts concepts, and he grows his own Tao in one listening.

A trace of Impurities, a trace of mirror dust, have been stripped off, leaving all kinds of principles and principles integrated into it, strengthening itself.

His way is not only being guarded, but also growing.

The night was silent, and even more unmanned.

But Yang Chen, who was immersed in truth and reason, suddenly moved his heart.

At night, there are still people coming to die! ?

Yang Chen immediately cast his perception over, and at this look, he was suddenly surprised.

"Big Elder........ Why did he come!?"

Yang Chen was really surprised when he saw the people coming.

It turned out to be Mo Yanda Elder.

Mo Yan was already much older with the naked eye.

Yang Chen could feel that the vitality in Mo Yan was already running low.

On the third rank Practitioner, of course, it can have a life of one hundred and fifty years old.

But being injured too seriously can greatly damage the origin.

The origin is very peculiar. Once it is damaged, there is basically no way to remedy it.

Mo Yan was seriously injured several times, already hurting the origin, even the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Both his body and spirit have suffered irreversible damage.

Under this circumstance, his lifespan was naturally affected.

Just like now, he has gray hair and wrinkles on his face, completely like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

You know, although Martial Dao practice in this world, although it cannot achieve eternal youth, it can greatly slow down aging, and it will not even begin to aging until the years of death.

And Mo Yan was already old like this, it is conceivable that his vitality is running out.

Because of this, Yang Chen was curious about his purpose of coming to this dead place in the middle of the night.

This dead night invisible energy rages, but it will damage the source.

It is the first time that Mo Yanda Elder has entered the dead place since he hit Yang Chen and entered the dead place.

Yang Chen silently recalled the great Elder style of that year.

The gap between now and now is really too big.

Full of anger and old age.

"Boy Yang, long time no see."

Mo Yanda Elder stood at the door of the courtyard, looked at Yang Chen standing in the courtyard, and greeted him with a smile.

Just like when Yang Chen was still familiar with the heirs, Mo Yanda Elder called him like this.

Yang Chen looked up at Mo Yan in his memory and looked at the old Mo Yan under the moonlight at this time, full of emotion in his heart.

Seeing Yang Chen staring at him blankly, Mo Yan smiled and walked in.

He looked at the clean environment in the surrounding courtyard.

Looking at the flat peach trees standing upright under the bright moonlight;

Seeing that the whole body is full of tranquility, just like the body full of vigor twenty years ago.

Mo Yan's heart trembled slightly.

Alas, this child is suffering.

"You've worked hard!"

Mo Yan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said with a sad tone.

Yang Chen came back to his senses and broke away from the memory of his predecessor.

He smiled, and then said, "Big Elder, why are you here!?"

Quietly, with a movement of the true essence in his body, a layer of defense was placed directly on Mo Yan's body, directly blocking the invisible raging energy that could damage the original source.

He could not speak of hatred or resentment towards Mo Yan and Yun Xiaotian.

Through the memory of his predecessor, he already knew what kind of person Yun Xiaotian and Mo Yan were.

Neither of them is evil.

But neither of them is good.

They are a kind of pure people.

They are the kind of people who can abandon everything for Sect, not just everything of others, even everything they own, as long as Sect needs them, they can give without hesitation.

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