The top of Dayou Mountain is covered with snow, as if it is covered with white hair, with endless vicissitudes. It has seen too much and seen more, but it cannot be described in words.

Hong Meng stood in front of the grave and listened to Hong Tong's story, he learned the facts of the war. It turned out that after the war began, the Hong family fought hard in the city and ended up outnumbering. Later, they had to retreat to the ancestral grave to take refuge.

The pursuers of the Eastern Wu pursued them relentlessly, as if they were specifically dealing with the Hong family. They besieged the ancestral tombs, destroyed the walls around the ancestral tombs, and forced the Hong family to have nowhere to escape. Finally, the patriarch cast a spell again, causing a corrosive cloud and mist, destroying most of the Wu army. After chasing, they led their clan members to escape to the depths of Dayou Mountain.

For some reason, the Wu army suddenly retreated but did not chase the Hong family. This made Hong Tong very strange. Fortunately, the books in the Honghuang Palace were moved elsewhere and they escaped the catastrophe.

"Where did the Xiao family go? I had a friend with Xiao Yao, so I naturally had to ask how his family was. Now he traveled across the ocean to the Baimu Kingdom to establish a sect, which was difficult to start a business. Brothers also had to take care of his family."

Hong Meng recalled the scene when Xiao Yao left and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It would be fine if this guy left, but he even kidnapped the second disciple of Daozong. He was so happy that he stabbed the hornet's nest.

"The people of the Xiao family were standing with us, but after we retreated, they didn't know where they were. The situation was urgent at that time, and everyone didn't care about it. I hope that their auspicious people would have the heavenly appearance and could escape the disaster." Hong Tong shook his head and said.

They went to the ancestral grave to worship, paying homage to their ancestors, begging them to bless the safety of their tribesmen. However, along the way, Ah Q seemed quite irritable, and looked at Dayou Mountain from time to time, for some reason.

"I always feel that there are things I'm familiar with here, but I can't find any clues when I open my eyes. Isn't that my feeling wrong? No, my feeling has always been very accurate. Could it be that I'm not accurate today?"

Ah Q was also very strange, but he could not find the source of that feeling anyway. He suddenly asked Hong Meng where the cold jade came from.

Hong Meng replied: "Just under my father's tombstone. Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"That's not an ordinary jade pendant. It's made by someone. Judging from the runes you use, there are some familiar things. It comes from the masterpiece of a certain emperor. As for whether it is or not, it remains to be verified." Ah Q pretended to be an old pedantic.

No one cares about Aq's abnormality.

At night, they slept in the mountains and forests, and just picked up a few wild game to satisfy their hunger. People who passed through Taixu realm could gradually achieve fasting. But sometimes they suddenly stopped eating, which made them feel strange.

"Disciple, disciple, do you still remember me? Haha. You haven't made progress in the past two years! You have just reached this level of cultivation. Aren't you embarrassing your master? Why haven't you practiced the talisman scriptures you gave you?"

In the dark, the sleeping people suddenly heard the sound that seemed to come from the Jiuyou Hell. The sound went back and forth, circling around for three days. They were reluctant to leave their ears.

Hong Meng was startled and struggled from his dream. He looked around vigilantly, but no one was moving. He thought about the meaning of the sentence, and the words mentioned the talisman scripture. So isn’t the so-called disciple Hong Meng himself?

He let go of his throat and shouted, "Master, where are you? I am Hong Meng, I'm back to see you! Why don't you show up?"

Hong Tong and Aq were also awakened by Hong Meng's shouts. They searched for traces of the speakers. They ran all the way and finally arrived at the foot of Dayou Mountain in front of Hong Yun's tomb.

"Father. Is it you? Are you still living here? You haven't left?" Hong Meng felt in love when he touched the scene. He remembered his father's care for him, and burst into tears.

"Ameng's grief. If your father knew that you were so sad, he would definitely not be relieved. You are a man, how could you cry in front of your father?" Hong Tong inspired Hong Meng with his words.

"Master, he is nearby, why not invite him to show up?" Ah Q said that he was not Hong Yun, but Hong Meng's master.

Hong Meng wiped away the tears and said respectfully: "Master, please show up and see you. You and I have been separated for many days. Although there is only one day of teaching, I remember clearly. My apprentice still has many doubts to ask you. I have studied the talisman scriptures, but the talisman technique has not improved much!"

The sky was changing with clouds, and a thunder blew up, burning down a small forest. At the foot of Dayou Mountain, the dead soul suddenly appeared, which was definitely not a human form. The dead soul was huge and only saw the head of the person, but could not see the body.

Not only were they shocked, but where is such an existence in the world? One head occupies the entire cliff of Dayou Mountain!

Just imagine, how much space does his body need to occupy? They dare not imagine it.

"Haha, don't panic, I am your master. Now I am just a dead soul, and I have died long ago under the knife of someone else. When you come back today, I have something to explain, and I can't hold on for long."

Although the soul claimed to be about to be destroyed, the huge power formed by his soul was still chilling. They almost bent down.

When they walked in, they could see clearly that the soul in front of them was not someone else, but the real dragon soul! That huge head said everything.

Hong Meng took out the cold jade, put it in front of him, and said, "Master, this is the jade you gave me. I still can't understand the spiritual talisman scriptures. I have done my best to you!"

Dragon Soul smiled: "You have indeed not understood the secret of the Spirit Talisman Sutra. You can't blame you, it's just that the person who created this magical skill is too smart. Runes are just shells. But runes should not be underestimated. Do you understand the so-called three thousand thoughts?"

Hong Meng pondered for a moment, shook his head and said, "I don't really understand. But is the heart that speaks casually?"

Dragon Soul nodded: "Absolutely. Sometimes killing enemies does not require deliberately using magical skills, but only requires natural attacks, as if they are defending. In this way, the Spirit Talisman Sutra will be completely changed."

Hong Meng thought for a while and said, "So that's it. So what's going on with gathering, dispersing, opening and closing?"

Dragon Soul patiently explained: "Gathering, dispersion, opening and closing are both the secret of the rune and the embodiment of the great way. When a thought moves, all things return to the sect. What is the so-called gathering, so-called sect, not the great way? When a thought moves, the galaxy is brilliant, it seems to be scattered and impermanent, but in fact, every position cannot be changed. What is the scattered? When a thought moves, time and space will crack and do not block my path. This is the opening. When a thought moves, the universe cares about the hands, and all transformations are born from the body, and mastering the universe, this is the combination!"

Listening to this earnest teaching, Hong Meng felt enlightened, immersed in the endless sea of ​​stars, looking for the place of the true Tao. Every word was imprinted in his mind like a bone marrow. He had to remember and comprehend it.

After a long time, he said gratefully: "The talisman is the Tao, gathering, dispersing, opening and closing is the Tao. Master, I will be bowed by my disciple!" After that, he turned around and bowed.

"You have such an understanding, it is your fortune. You don't have to thank me. As a chaotic body, you have to face countless difficulties. If you are greedy for a moment of joy, don't think of transcendence and success in fortune. In the future, you-" Dragon Soul stopped talking.

Hong Meng raised his head and said, "Master, just say something."

Dragon Soul continued, "I just want to resolve grudges. I hope you will be satisfied if you kill fewer people in the future. You will naturally understand these things in the future. I don't need to say much. Also, where is your ugly mount?"

Hong Meng was stunned for a moment, feeling funny. No one dared to say that his mount is ugly. It seems that the master has really told the truth. He smiled and patted Ah Q and said, "The master called you."

When Ah Q heard Long Hun call him, he immediately became energetic. Without caring about the ugly or ugly words, he stepped forward and asked, "Master, are you calling me?"

Dragon Soul nodded, hesitating. After a while, he sighed: "Oh, I have been waiting for a long time just to find a true successor. Unfortunately, I didn't see any real dragon, but there were many bastards."

Hong Meng and Hong Tong smiled bitterly, but they did not dare to refute it. Because it is said that Kui himself is a combination of multiple animals, only his ancestors were blamed for their excessive debts.

Ah Q cracked his donkey's mouth and smiled: "What the master said is, what the master said is-"

"If I had known it would have been better than to accept Shura Mang as his disciple. At least his bloodline was pure and a little closer to the True Dragon Body. And your bloodline was so mixed, you can see if your bull head is wrong and your ponytail is really embarrassing to be a master! Such a physique is really rare in the ages. Hey, since you have the Demon King Order, that is also your fortune. I don't have time to consume it."

Dragon Soul was quite dissatisfied with Ah Q's physique and regretted not finding Shura Mang as his apprentice, but unfortunately, a slightly better seedling.

"What magical skills are you practicing now? Let me play for a few tricks and let me see." Longhun suddenly said.

Ah Q couldn't wait to show off his unique skills - Jiuxuan Zhenyang Change. He has only reached the first level now, and the eagle strikes the sky. His figure suddenly changed, and a huge eagle claw appeared out of thin air, dancing around in the air, which is extremely majestic.

When Longhun saw this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's really a waste of materials. Such profound magical skills are in your hands, it's like playing with monkeys!"

Ah Q is thick-skinned and does not make him angry but happy: "What the master taught me is that I don't know why the master taught me? I have been guided by the demon master and I only regret that I have low understanding. I will work harder in the future to repay the master."

"Helpless! God made such arrangements. Could it be that I really want me to cut off my inheritance? This guy comes from the ancient Kui clan, but his bloodline is mixed and there is no pure system at all. It's really a headache. My dragon bones have to be left to Longzi and Longsun. Could it be that I really want to be reborn for him? I can't bear it! Ah q, you have to remember to work hard to become a dragon, otherwise I can't spare you! I hate you!"
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