Taoyuan Mountain Village: Beginning as a Grandpa

"What's more, his current status is the master of the Southwest Demon Dao. As long as he doesn't pass the boundary, we will make the first move, which will definitely cause some people's dissatisfaction."

The uncle's slightly hoarse voice spread throughout the hall.

"We didn't handle Liu Zhengxian's matter well, but it didn't affect much. Now, all the connections between Liu Zhengxian and us have been dealt with."

"As for the matter of Blood Rain, Lao Qi is fully responsible for it. He is still very calm in doing things."

"Others, do your own thing."

After the voice fell, the projections in the hall disappeared one after another, as if nothing had happened.

The indifference of this mysterious organization does not mean that everyone who hears the news can be so calm, and more sects of practice are shocked.They couldn't believe that such a ruthless person turned out to kill Liu Zhengxian and unite the Southwest Demon Dao.

Many people rumored that Mr. Blood Rain might be the reincarnation of an old monster from the Southwest Demon Dao.

In a word, blood rain must not be provoked.

In the Central Plains of China, deep in the Shennong Mountains, there is no man's land.

This is an uninhabited land that has not undergone any artificial development. It is covered with various ancient vegetation, and the terrain is staggered and complex. I don't know how many wild animals live here.In this primitive mountain area, the magnetic field is completely chaotic, and even the first new electronic equipment will be turned into scrap iron when it arrives here.

As for ordinary people entering?At least those donkey friends who sneaked into it, haven't seen a few who can come back alive.Even those who came back from it went crazy in the end, claiming to have encountered monsters and savages.

At this moment, in a valley deep in the mountains, an old man was lying sideways on a boulder.

This is an old man with white beard and hair, but it looks like he has a very strong vitality. A black dress gently covers his body, slowly rising and falling as he breathes.Seeing that the old man's eyes were slightly closed, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and the breath came out from his mouth and nose between breaths, like a long white rainbow.

Although it looked like he was taking a lunch break like an ordinary old man, if someone saw the scene around him clearly, his scalp would feel numb for a while.

Beside the boulder where he was resting, there were countless fierce tigers crawling on the ground. It seemed that each one was about three meters long, far larger than ordinary tigers.These tigers also seemed to be resting, lying lazily on the ground, and occasionally yawning.

Occasionally, a few looked at the old man on the boulder, and their eyes were full of calm, as if the old man was not a special existence.

Brush brush!
At noon in the valley, everything seemed so peaceful, but at this moment, there was a sound of trembling vegetation in the dense forest.From the dense forest, a figure suddenly rushed out and quickly approached here.

When he appeared in the valley, Menghumen, who was still taking a lunch break, stood up suddenly, stared at the figure with a ferocious face, and growled repeatedly.

As if aware of the hostility of these tigers, the man finally slowed down and approached the boulder slowly as if walking in a courtyard.This is a man who looks to be about 30 years old. His face looks very resolute, and his eyes are looking forward firmly. It seems that nothing can stop him.Wearing a decent suit on him, he was domineering mixed with a bit of calmness.

Roar!
Seeing that someone dared to interrupt their nap, the group of tigers all let out threatening growls and bared their teeth, as if they could tear this man apart at any time.

However, the man's brows were slightly frowned, and his cold eyes swept all around. In an instant, the tigers seemed to be frightened by more ferocious beasts, and they whimpered aggrievedly, and fell obediently on the ground.

overbearing!

That's the best word to describe this man.

If anyone from the Central Plains business community sees this man, they probably can't help but exclaim, overbearing president.Not for anything else, just because this man is well-known in the business world of the Central Plains. No matter what kind of business, as long as he is eyeing him, he will never let go. No one has ever been able to snatch a sliver of fat from his hands .

There are also gossip rumors that this person's identity is definitely not just a group president, behind him, there seems to be the support of the legendary leader of the martial arts world, the Xingyimen.

When this domineering man walked ten steps in front of the boulder, he stood up very respectfully and saluted with his fists clasped.

"Master!"

"Hey, Xiao Lin, why do you still look so fierce? Look at how scared they are."

The old man's eyes were slightly closed, but he let out a soft sigh.

Following his sigh, the tigers, who were still a little terrified, gradually settled down. After staring at each other blankly, they yawned again and lay lazily on the ground, ready to continue sleeping.

Seeing this, the man named Xiao Lin's eyes shone brightly, but he respected the old man even more.

He knew in his heart that this was because the old man's Xingyi method had reached the state of perfection, and the aura he radiated at will could calm the emotions of the tigers around him like the tiger king in the deep mountains.Ordinary human beings, if they want to reach this step, they must transcend the shackles of martial arts and reach the legendary state of being able to reach the gods.

"Master, could it be that this is the power of martial arts?" the man asked with some excitement.

"Yes, and no." The old man yawned, as if he still wanted to rest, and said lazily.

"The realm of the gods is difficult to climb to the sky, but it is as simple as walking. If you cross this hurdle, it is nothing. If you don't cross it, it is a natural moat. Now I am standing in front of this threshold, peeping at that Fog ahead."

"In the realm of the gods, the word "tongshen" is what you pay attention to. If it is just strength and vigor, how can it be like a god?"

"Only by comprehending the mysteries of the two characters of psychic power, exercising this spiritual method, connecting with nature with ideas, turning oneself into a part of nature, and turning nature into a part of one's own body, can one be truly psychic."

The old man's words sounded a bit obscure, but the man took every word seriously in his heart. He knew that this was a real master, and his comprehension of martial arts had already surpassed that of ordinary martial arts methods. .

"There are still seven days left in the Martial Arts Conference, why are you here now?" the old man asked lightly.

In the depths of the Shennong Mountains, he was accompanied by the wild beasts in the deep mountains every day, wandered in the forest with the ape, and hunted in the wilderness with the tiger.If he wasn't still wearing clothes, his life would be like that of a real savage.