Chapter 865

Ye Jing was very obedient, he took off the burden decisively, stretched out his hands to rummage through the clothes, and finally handed me a book of scriptures that was pressed underneath, "Senior, what you want."

I stretched out my hand to take it, it was another body training book!

Pill King gave me a wink, and motioned me to quickly find out the truth.

I nodded secretly, and my spiritual consciousness flooded in for a moment, and there was a response in the blink of an eye, and the memory of my spiritual consciousness immediately invaded my mind.

It is still the towering mountain, still young and old.

It's just that the old man was seriously injured and was dying, lying on a broken boulder, dying.

The young man was also injured, and he looked really embarrassed. His clothes were tattered, which was quite different from his majestic appearance before.

"Hahaha, although the old man was defeated, you also lost a lot. Your spiritual consciousness and physical body have been severely damaged. Your body has lost the qualifications of the Dao. If you want to continue your life, you must start from the beginning after the loss! The old man even It's worth it to run out of vitality." The old man spat out blood and laughed wildly.

The young man looked embarrassed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said coldly: "Now I don't need to do it myself, and no one can save you. You have exhausted all your vitality. You are looking for death by yourself."

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Death can be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. I have no regrets!" said the old man.

"Damn it! If I failed in this life, when I find a body with top talent in the next life, it will be the time for me to join the Dao again. At that time, no one can stop me." The young man snorted coldly, his injuries getting worse and worse As if about to collapse, he took a deep look at the old man, then went down the mountain.

The old man clutched his chest, took out a blood-stained scripture from his arms, and began to imprint his consciousness, muttering: "This is part of the old man's memory before he died. I can't imprint too much with just my last breath. I still hope to see it." The younger generation must remember the disaster of Hedao. If there is an outstanding person, they must try their best to stop this person. Every time this person takes home, it will be a lifetime. This person's vain attempt to control the will of heaven will cause a catastrophe in the world, and at that time, all living beings will be ruined."

After speaking, the imprint of spiritual consciousness was over, and the old man lowered his bloody hands and closed his eyes.

The memory is here, like the end of everything.

I regained my composure, stroked this scripture, there was still this faint blood stain on it, this is the hundredth and the last one.

Involuntarily, I secretly sighed, the behavior of this old man is extremely admirable, even before he died, he had to warn the younger generation.

This body training scripture is originally correct, but the difference is that there is nothing I want in it, so I have to keep looking.

I opened the scripture, glanced at it briefly, then closed it, and handed it to Ye Jing again, sighing: "I've read it, but I still have a question, where did I get this scripture? Any clues from other scriptures?"

"No, this scripture was found on an ancient mountain during the last trial. I thought it was strange at the time. This scripture was very old, but it was not corrupted, so I kept it in a collection, and was expelled from the leaves later. I accidentally took it out to look at it, only to find out that it is a body training technique." Ye Jing shook his head.

"Very well, I understand, you stay here for a few days first, and then I will arrange for the senior management of the hidden door to pick you up." I said.

...

After two days.

Ye Jing was picked up by the hidden door Fu Tong, and until he left, he didn't know that Jia Zhengjing was me, and everything was deliberately concealed.

Liu Ming also followed back to the hidden door, leaving only Deshan to stay with me.

Always wearing a mask, I felt very uncomfortable, so I simply took off the mask and told Deshan my real identity.

Deshan was shocked at first, but after I told all the reasons, he was relieved, and he still treated me as his master, serving me tea and water every day.

I thought it was not a big deal for Deshan to be idle all day, so I arranged him next to Li Dachuan, and let Li Dachuan take him to do things, so I gained a lot of experience.

time flies.

Since getting the last spiritual consciousness memory in Ye Jing's hands, there has been no news about the Body Training Sutra from Yinmen.

And the whole situation has become quite calm, and there is no trace of tension at all.

Fang Dao was seriously injured, everyone should go out or go out, and those who should do business should continue to do business, everything will take its course.

I spend most of my time in the study room approving documents. Even though it is very laborious, but with the company and rewards of my four daughters from time to time, the small life seems quite nourishing.

In addition, I have to go to my father and quench my body with Yang Lei, which makes me half dead every time.

Until one day, according to the spiritual inheritance I gave, Li Qi finally found out the clues of cultivation, and quickly moved towards a human-level physical body.

Without hesitation, my father took me and Li Qi aside, and said, "Very well, Li Qi has also succeeded in cultivation, but it is too slow to rely on yourself, and then you have to be like Shaobai, and accept the tempering of Yang Lei at the same time." .”

I saw my father shoot out with one finger, using himself as the source, not falling from the sky, a white light split into two, and rushed into me and Li Qi respectively.

Zizizi~

Before Li Qi came back to his senses, he twitched all over his body, tearing up in pain, "Wow, damn it, it hurts to death, uncle, I haven't even started yet."

"I... I rely on it." I stammered.

...

At the end of the day, Li Qi and I left the restricted area. We supported each other, and all four legs were shaking.

"Oh my god, I'm in so much pain that I can't wait to find a rope and hang myself." Li Qi wanted to cry without tears.

I trembled and said, "You're such a fart, you still have a human body, why don't you think about me, life is worse than death."

"I finally know now that this requires a lot of perseverance, and this cultivation of the physical body is basically a rhythm of rectifying oneself to death." Li Qi said.

I was about to answer when the phone vibrated suddenly.

Take it out and take a look, it is Fu Xiao's call.

After pressing the call button, I said, "Old Fu, what's the matter?"

"Hahaha, why are you so weak when you speak? Could it be that the four wives have served you too much?" Fu Xiao made a joke, which made the corners of my mouth twitch.

"Fuck off, tell me something, I'm about to collapse now." I couldn't help but scolded.

Fu Xiao didn't care, but seemed extremely happy, and said with a smile: "I have good news for you, and I found a body training scripture for me, but the other party said that if you want this body training scripture, you have to pay a big price. You also know that I don't like to suffer, so I need you, the rich man, to come forward."

"In whose hands?" I was overjoyed.

As a result, Fu Xiao directly poured cold water on me and said: "This matter is not so easy, it is even more difficult than the group of monks last time, because it is not in our territory, it is in the hands of a large consortium in the United States Ah! It seems that you have to go to the US Emperor."