Chapter 74 Your heart is not calm

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

Looking at Ye Tianqi in a daze at the scenery outside all the way, Ye Zhilan asked doubtfully. Since Ye Tianqi came back from the sink, he has often been in a daze alone. No one knows what Ye Tianqi is thinking.

Hearing Ye Zhilan's inquiry, Ye Tianqi looked at the sky and asked Zhang Ping and said, "Do you think there will really be immortals in this world?"

Hearing Ye Tianqi's words, everyone was immediately stunned. Zhang Ping frowned and said, "Boss, what's wrong with you? There are immortals in the heavenly court and Jiuyou in hell. Did you teach me this sentence?"

Ye Tianqi couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words. There is a heavenly court of immortals. The immortals here do not refer to immortals, but to gods. The heavenly court is the place where the true gods and virtual gods live, and the underworld is the place where the reincarnation of heaven and earth are not immortals.

The monk is Jindan Avenue, and Jindan Avenue is an immortal?? Ye Tianqi didn't know that Ye Tianqi would never think much about this problem. It was just a divine period. It was obviously impractical to think about it before he reached the peak.

But when I was in the sinkhole today, Ye Tianqi saw something, no! It should be said to be four big words, "I am the only immortal." The four words written in ancient regular script are hidden under the moss in the depths of the sinkhole.

If it hadn't been for Ye Tianqi's consciousness that it happened to sweep the corner of one of the words, I'm afraid Ye Tianqi would not have dreamed that there were such four big words hidden under the sinkhole.

Each of the four words is ten meters long and wide. Even if it is blocked by thick moss, it is not difficult for Ye Tianqi to feel the shocking atmosphere from these four words.

How on earth did that sinkhole come from? Who wrote the words? Are there really immortals in the world? So where is the fairy? These confused Ye Tianqi can't figure it out for a while now. Maybe it's really like it's under the sinkhole, but the bottomless sinkhole, even if it goes down, it's more bad luck, let alone think about it.

"Maybe there are really immortals in the world, maybe!"

Ye Tianqi sighed in his heart and glanced at Zhang Ping and said, "Stop!" Zhang Ping was stunned when he heard the words. This is still a highway. What does Ye Tianqi want to stop for?

However, since Ye Tianqi opened his mouth, Zhang Ping still parked the car on the roadside honestly, "You go back first. I'll go out for a walk by myself!" Ye Tianqi opened the door and got out of the car.

Seeing this, Ye Zhilan hurriedly wanted to go with Ye Tianqi, but she was stopped by Ye Tianqi. Ye Tianqi smiled at the corners of her mouth and said to the people in the car, "You go back first. Tell me to prepare all the sorghum seeds. I will go back in a few days."

"So where are you going??"

Ye Zhilan frowned and asked Ye Tianqi. I'm afraid that only Ye Zhilan dared to ask Ye Tianqi like this. If it were Zhang Ping and Zhou Gang, it would never be like this.

"I'm going to find my second wife! Hahaha!"

Ye Tianqi curled the corners of his mouth, pinched Ye Zhilan's little face with his fingers, and smiled at everyone. Before Ye Zhilan opened her mouth, Ye Tianqi was like a leopard, and disappeared in front of everyone during a few jumps.

"Huh! Bastard!"

Ye Zhilan looked at Ye Tianqi's back and couldn't help cursing at Ye Tianqi. Zhang Ping and Zhou Gang, who were sitting in front of them, couldn't help looking at each other and smiling. Unfortunately, their smiles were seen by Ye Zhilan before they could smile.

"You laugh so sweetly. Neither of you has monkey wine this month!"

Ye Zhilan was in charge of the financial power in the housekeeper. In one sentence, Zhang Ping and Zhou Gang's hearts suddenly fell to the bottom. They kept cursing Ye Tianqi in their hearts. Let's go and leave, leaving a jealous jar. Isn't it sincere?

"Rumble~~."

Under the Tianchi of Wudang Mountain, a silver waterfall fell from the Tianchi, making a deafening roar, splashing water droplets in the air, and hanging a seven-color rainbow in the sun.

Under the waterfall, an old man in a white robe sat on a reef. The old man had white hair, but there were no wrinkles on his face, and even his skin was even better than that of young people.

"Zo'an, you are not quiet!"

The old man looked at the waterfall and said softly. As soon as the old man's voice fell, he heard a huge figure under the waterfall slowly come out of it. Ouyang Zu'an was wearing half of his body and shorts, revealing his extremely powerful muscles, which looked like a humanoid tank from afar.

What is different from usual is that Ouyang Zu'an has an extra sword in his hand. In fact, it makes people can't help thinking of the door panel at a glance.

Because this sword is too big, compared with Ouyang Zu'an's figure, this sword looks a little huge, with a one-meter wide and two-meter-long sword body is bigger than a shield.

However, this sword seems to lift lightly in Ouyang Zu'an's hand and does not look abrupt at all. Compared with Ouyang Zu'an's giant-like body, this sword is more suitable for Ouyang Zu'an.

"Master uncle, the sword in my hand, can you be quiet!"

As Ouyang Zu'an spoke, he raised the big sword in his hand and crossed under the waterfall. For a moment, the water splashed, and the surging waterfall fell on the body of the sword. The resistance generated was enough to knock a cow away.

But the sword in Ouyang Zu'an's hand is like a reef. Even if the waterfall hits, it is not moving. Such a strange force is just done by Ouyang Zu'an's calm physical strength. It can be seen how horrible Ouyang Zu'an's strength is.

"Jian Jing! But it doesn't mean that your heart is quiet. If you are not quiet, you can't practice this Taiji sword.

After saying that, the white-haired old man stood up slowly, picked up a branch and said to Ouyang Zu'an, "Let go and attack!"

The white-haired old man stood there holding a branch, but in Ouyang Zu'an's eyes, the white-haired old man seemed to have integrated into the world at this moment. Although he did not move, he seemed to have made tens of millions of sword moves, which made him dry.

"Disciples dare not!"

Ouyang Zu'an held the sword horizontally in his hand and bent down to apologize to the white-haired old man. The white-haired old man can be said to have watched him grow up since he was a child. He has never seen this person take action, but even if Wudang teaches Xiang Tianhao, when he sees the old man, he will respectfully salute him and shout a big uncle.

"It doesn't matter. I'm not old enough to even clean up you. Let go and attack quickly."

The white-haired old man, Bai Mei Yixuan, shouted to Ouyang Zu'an. Ouyang Zu'an did not dare to refuse when he heard the words. He pulled up the big sword in his hand, and his whole body suddenly soared. The strong aura unexpectedly pushed the waterfall behind Ouyang Zu'an.

"Drink!"

When the sword moved the landslide, Ouyang Zu'an cut it off with a sword. The air around the sword body was suddenly drained by the strong sword spirit, forming a vacuum area. The sword waved angrily and cut down, giving people a feeling of landslide.

At this time, not to mention a branch, even a train will be cut into two sections by this sword. However, when the sword fell, the branch in the white-haired old man's hand suddenly felt a little.

The branch showed a magical scene of decay in the old man's hands. Ouyang Zu'an's sword did not cut off the branch, but was affected by the branch and began to move uncontrollably to the side.

Seeing this, Ouyang Zu'an's face suddenly changed. He mentioned that Dantian Zhenqi tried hard to break the branch in the old man's hand, but the harder Ouyang Zu'an tried, the harder he found that he couldn't use it.

Ouyang Zu'an, who has been practicing Taijiquan, is naturally familiar with this feeling. It's really the best method of static braking and using force. Ouyang Zu'an can be said to be very familiar with this method, but at this moment, it is the antelope hanging horn in the hands of the old man that makes him find no trace.

"Huh!."

The white-haired old man raised his eyebrows and pressed the branches in his hand. A huge force made Ouyang Zu'an unable to hold the sword in his hand and was forcibly broken. The sword clings to the branch, turned around the old man and cut it fiercely on the big stone beside him.

"Touch!"

The big stone cracked and was cut open by the big sword, and then the remaining momentum of the big sword penetrated into the ground until it stopped at the hilt of the sword. Ouyang Zu'an suddenly turned pale when he saw this. As soon as he glanced his eyes, he saw the white-haired old man stepping on the same place from beginning to end, and his sword was drawn a circle around the old man, which was forming with the old man's feet. A Tai Chi circle.

Seeing that he could not even beat a branch of the old man, Ouyang Zu'an's heart suddenly sank, and he bent down to the old man with a look of shame and said, "It's my disciple's incompetence."

"Hey! After all, the prosperous world is just the clouds of the past. Why do you care so much?

The old man said and threw the branches in his hand casually and looked at Ouyang Zu'an. A pair of thorough eyes seemed to see Ouyang Zu'an from skin to bone.

"The disciple knew it was wrong! Please punish the master!"

When Ouyang Zu'an heard the words, he immediately knelt on one knee and bowed his head to admit his mistake. When the white-haired old man saw this, he shook his head and said, "Where your heart is, find your heart back wherever you are!" Go, go find your heart, wait for you to find your heart, and then practice the Taiji Sword!

"Master Taizu!"

Ouyang Zu'an's face suddenly changed when he heard the words. He raised his head and wanted to admit his mistake, but his eyes were empty, but he could no longer see the trace of the white-haired old man.

"Go, go down the mountain and find your heart! Go and feel it well!

The old man's voice echoed in the air. Ouyang Zu'an looked at the sword in his hand and stood there until the sun went down before he waved the sword in his hand.

"Wh!"

The sword broke through the waterfall and blew up a wave of water, but it had pierced into the stone wall behind the waterfall. Ouyang Zu'an bent down to the surrounding woods again, and then strode away.

Just after Ouyang Zu'an left, he saw the white-haired old man standing there not knowing when on the hill not far away. Ouyang Zuan's every move was seen by him.

"Uncle Taishi, isn't this too abrupt!"

Xiang Tianhao stood behind the white-haired old man with his head down, and did not dare to put on any airs in front of the uncle.

"Ha ha, go ahead. His heart is not here. Let him go to the world and roll around. When he comes back, I promise to give you a Wudang sword god!"

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