70 sections, layout for thousands of years

[I want to say something, now the novel has entered the countdown stage, and the whole is coming to an end. It's my first time to write a supernatural novel, and I don't know the routine. Although in the later period, there are fewer supernatural parts, but there are not many more Taoist parts. Except for inheritance and this story, I have seen some gods and immortals, which have not yet been divorced from reality.

At least, I don't want this book to become a fairy tale before the end. But after all, to write a story, there should be a before and after, a cause and a result.

A pure supernatural story, written to more than one million words, it is estimated that all the horrible elements have been used up. At least I think if it's all supernatural, I'm sure it will be unfinished in the end. But I don't want to be unfinished. I need a story with a beginning and an end. Since it is a story, it can't be used as a connecting role. I bought it all before, but now it's the end. The purpose of the end is to have a perfect ending for this book. It is expected that the book should be finished in about 2 million words, and now it is almost the end.

As a fat man, I am used to using the bedding to set up, and it is inevitable that there will be unsatisfactory places.

Who is the protagonist Yang Guang and why do so many people take the initiative to appear beside him?

What about Ye Yi?

There is also the Tianlong organization, and everything needs a clearer description.

So, from the end of 'Long Life', the story basically puts out all the clues, including why and why.

And the last story of the last "Yin Tomb and Yang House", it will basically be completely separated from things such as supernatural and feng shui, and then go to a level that the story should have, that is, the ending, combining the previous story, clues and characters. Make this story completely plump. Perhaps, in the later stage, people will feel a lot of discoloration because of the reduction of supernatural, but I believe that people who are used to stories will not only like supernatural horror. In that case, many people will write better than me and write horror. I believe that those who like this book like Ye Yi, Zhao Lei and Yang Guang more. They want to know what kind of things they have experienced, from weak to strong, from small to great. All I can do is... make this process perfect!

The above... I want to say. Next, continue the story.]

"Cough, a thousand-year-old opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime, the descendants who can open the Zhenxian tripod. When you get the Zhenxian tripod, the road should be about to open. Are you ready?" Before the people arrived, the voice came first. The sound was so abrupt, as if it came from the sky, but there was no reply.

descendants? Me? What kind of preparation?

I really want to know what happened, but the speaker doesn't even have a shadow.

Thinking about it, I only felt a flash in front of my eyes, and a white light appeared in front of me.

I exclaimed. Of course, I can't make a sound, and the other party can't hear it. However, to my surprise, this person is so familiar to me. It turned out to be the old way to call himself Bai Yunzi when he first opened the seven-treasure gourd.

He still looks like a fairy, with long eyebrows and beards, and white hair standing in front of me.

He smiled at me, and his deep eyes seemed to see me through a thousand years.

The voice is gentle, like a loving elder: "My descendants open this flowing light spell with the power of blood, which proves that the old way's calculation is not wrong. My blood is still there after thousands of years, which is really rare."

I saw the relief on his face, but then his expression dimmed, sighed gently, and said quietly, "Well, I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse. I can only make such a preparation for this for thousands of years. Maybe we will meet again on that day.

Later generations, this treasure is called Zhenxian Ding, which has the effect of gathering energy and absorbing gods and making people gods. It is the best array of eye spirits. It is the old Tao who has found several kinds of rare materials and refined them with the power of a hundred years, and also inherits the key to the opening of my Taoism. The practice of the law left by the poor Tao to the extreme can have ten thousand years of perish, and there is also a hundred years of magic power in the tripod that can be absorbed into the body to build the foundation when the Taoist system. I hope that we will meet on the final 'opening day' in the future, and I hope that my people can help me at that time. If you are full of luck, maybe... you can also get rid of this world, become a truly free fairy, get real immortality, and get rid of the shackles of this world. Throughout the ages, I don't know how many Taoist people have, but how many people have got the slowly detached path of long life?

I saw him think a little and seemed to have something else to say.

"Fifty ways of heaven, one of which is the door of long life, the road to heaven. This journey is bumpy, and I don't know how many peers have been buried. My future generations, no matter who your current surname is, it is true that there is a poor bloodline in the body. With the help of this heavenly escape, we Taoist friends have put down this thousand-year-old situation, and inherit the method with the power of blood, so that the treasure can still return to the blood after thousands of years.

In this way, our judgment is correct. Then, what the poor road wants to say below is particularly important, and future generations should remember it.

I saw that his face was more serious than ever before. The light appearance on his face completely disappeared, and his voice became more and more serious: "My later generations, 'Jiantianjuan' is for me to refer to the sunset of heaven and earth. Then he inadvertently entered the shelter of the human race. I got more information. Unfortunately, the poor Tao did not leave Taoism in the world at that time. He broke through the shelter and returned to the world, but he could no longer find my bloodline. Only Daotong and Zhenxianding can be left, and there is another opportunity to transcend the world.

Do you see it here? This is a tomb. It is the place where our Taoist friends put the long-term fruit. You can find this tomb according to the picture drawn in the tripod. This... This is also a test for you. If you can't even enter the tomb, don't participate in the last chance. Later generations, take care of themselves, take care of themselves. The vicissitudes of life, the world is changing, the world is changing, not to mention people. If it is predestined, we will meet by ourselves.

As in the past, the picture ended here, and in an instant, my consciousness returned to itself.

It seemed that someone pushed me hard. I fell behind me and clicked, and there was a strong contact between my head and the floor.

"It's an evil door!" I stared and said the first sentence. In Ye Yi's surprised eyes, I said with my finger to the 'Zhen Xianding' covered with my blood, "There is a streamer spell on it."

Ye Yi frowned and did not immediately ask me what kind of information I got in the streamer spell. Instead, he walked back to the metal shuttle he held and sat down cross-legged.

Touching the shuttle with both hands, and then slowly raised his head and asked me, "I'll try it. If there is also a streamer spell on it, I'll listen to the information in your streamer spell."

I nodded.

Ye Yi opened his fingertips with a knife, and the blood gushed out along the wound. Then he followed the fine pattern on the metal shuttle and evenly smeared the blood on his fingertips.

About when Ye Yi was about to smear the metal shuttle with blood, I saw Ye Yi shivering all over, and he was as if he had lost his soul.

"Is it also a streamer spell?" I said in a low voice.

If it is really a streamer spell, then at that time, I remember that there were five people in the original picture, that is to say, there were at least five inheritors.

Is this fate? Is it the layout of the ancient power? Such a great layout can still be passed down across thousands of years of time and space.

So, is it the hand of fate that controls us? Or the old Taoist priest in those five pictures?

I sat in front of Ye Yi and looked at him, recalling the scene when I first met him, and then an adventure with Ye Yi, which seemed to appear so abruptly in my life. It has changed the trajectory of my life, but it is followed by the ups and downs of life. It seems to be a supernatural circle, but it is full of variables. Many times it seems that someone is making trouble, and we are solving it.

The Tianlong organization? At this moment, I am more eager for the Tianlong to arrange all the troubles. At least I can find a way to solve it. Even if it is powerful and horrible, it is at least a person of the same era! It's not a traceless fairy! He is a legendary man of power. I don't know how capable this old man has crossed a thousand years. If what Bai Yunzi said just now is not mixed with water, the so-called "jiantian scroll" can make people live for 10,000 years!

So how long is it now? The Qin and Han Dynasties have only been 2,000 years since now. Maybe... They are still alive, living in a corner of the world, waiting for what they call the 'opening time' to open. The opportunity that is said to be a long life, for one opportunity, lay out thousands of years and live for thousands of years. Powerful mana, an ultra-long life of nearly ten thousand years, and the ability to explain clearly in science. All this is so frightening. Even if... even if they were our ancestors.

I silently lit a cigarette, which was so frightening.

Anyone knows that there may be more than one person who has been alive for thousands of years, telling you that he is in the layout, in the most planning, how to do it, even if my heart is as big as a water tank, I can't hold such information.

Ye Yi, I hope you can accept such a horrible message.

Suddenly, I had a very, very terrible guess. Such a guess made my fingers shiver fiercely, and the cigarette butts rolled down my reservoir on the floor, and the curling smoke permeated my eyes.

"Ye Yi!" I called him in a low voice.

I feel a little scared. It seems that this fear has only been a long time since I first came into contact with the creatures of another world with Ye Yi, and gradually lost my fear of them. Unexpectedly, it spread out now, which is a deep sense of helplessness.

Yes!

That's right!

It's helpless. Whether it's the organization of Tianlong or the white clouds in the streamer spell, they are too strong! They are involved in the level and know far more than we do.

I'm afraid that I still have a fear of the unknown.

I don't know how those people thousands of years ago let us enter the trap set by them thousands of years later. Such an almost incredible means allows us to get the treasure of blood inheritance.

And that tomb...

Thinking of this, I turned over and got up, map! Bai Yunzi said that he left me a map, which was in the inner wall of Zhen Xianding.

I held the Zhenxian tripod stained with my blood under the light. Where is the strange pattern? Is this the map?

I subconsciously held Zhen Xianding in my arms with one hand, and the other hand touched the picture there: "You won't let me smash this thing to get the map, will you?"

I said to myself.

"No, you can expand the map inside by extension." Ye Yi's voice suddenly sounded.

I looked up at him and saw that he had come behind me at some point.

"Wake up? Have you found anything?" I put Zhen Xianding on the coffee table next to me.

Ye bit his head and said, "There is a map hidden in your town fairy tripod."

"You, how do you know?" I looked at Ye Yi in surprise, but after a brief exclamation, I immediately realized the mistake I had made and quickly corrected it and said, "You also saw there, right? It seems that even if your inheritor and I don't see one person, it should be one of those five people, right?

"Hmm." Ye Yi nodded gently: "I know your name is Zhen Xianding, and I also know that my name is Pi Tissot."

Hehe...Zhen Xian...bi tian...

I looked at Pi Tiansuo in Ye Yi's arms and smiled unnaturally: "Are we in the fairy story?"

"Maybe it's more complicated." Ye Yi said, "Tay what you see."

I hummed and slowly explained to Ye Yi the original picture I had just seen in the streamer curse.

"I met something similar to you, but there was no inheritance of Taoism. It seemed that the ancestor said that he had left enough Taoism. It seemed that... was lost." Ye Yi shrugged his shoulders and said faintly. For him, the noble spirit is not much expensive. Even if the old man left the Taoism, Ye Yi will not dabble in it again. At most, he should learn from it, but he still has to practice what he got.