Fantasy: The opening saint Laozu

The originally green face has turned into vicissitudes and aging.

A trace of white hair popped out on the animal-skinned boy’s head.

Kneeling for a hundred years, the beast-skin boy has become middle-aged in the beastskin, and his name has completely spread in the Purple Void Sect.

“What a fool, don’t you think that if you kneel down like this, the ancestor will be touched by sincerity? And then take it as an apprentice? ”

“He’s completely wasted! It’s better to waste a hundred years here, it’s better to think of a way to repair his meridians, although there are second-generation elders who gave him a spirit pill, but his lifespan is at most three hundred years… After these hundred years, he has begun to enter middle age. ”

“It’s not saved!”

Countless disciples either sighed or mocked.

“It’s a pity, it’s a pity… The requirements for the old ancestor to accept disciples are extremely high, and countless Tianjiao of my sect do not enter the eyes of the old ancestor. He knelt like this, afraid that he would only stagger into this life. ”

The Purple Void Sect Master said with pity.

“Non and non also… The so-called human beings have their own destiny, maybe he will stump in this life, or maybe he will have a supreme creation. Who can tell? The stocky friar said slowly, and the wine jug in his hand kept pouring into his mouth.

And his aura had actually broken through the Supreme Realm!

“Yes, it’s hard to guess destiny, he’s gambling! The price of losing a bet is a lifetime of stumbling, and if you win a bet, you will soar! This gamble, luck, courage, perseverance… Indispensable. He occupies two things, and the rest is only resigned to fate. ”

The gray-robed old man’s eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he paused and continued,

“If it were you and me, you might not dare to gamble so much!”

……

The years changed again, a hundred years passed again, the Supreme Dao System did not come to trouble the Purple Void Sect again, and everything was unprecedentedly calm.

And the animal skin boy was still kneeling outside the purple bamboo forest, he had become extremely old, his hair was completely gray, and his eyes had become extremely confused.

“So kneel? Yes… Is it wrong? Two hundred years have been lost, what is the point of persistence? ”

The animal skin boy has become numb, the animal skin on his body has been worn out, his hair has become smelly and long, the whole person is dull, and with the shaking of the Dao heart, he has become more old, and his body is almost dead.

“If you kneel and die here… Where should the Feng Clan go? ”

“Is it worth it?”

“I insisted? Is it an obsession? Or is it a mistake? ”

The beast-skin boy kept asking himself, and his eyes became more and more trance-like. Life began to flow rapidly from his body…

One year, two years… Ten years have passed again.

Some vines on the ground were already crawling all over his body, and he felt like he was going to fall. The Dao heart was broken, and his life had come to an end.

Dead qi surrounded his body, and those vines began to wither…

“Dad, Mom… Clan uncle. ”

The beast-skin boy muttered, and his trance faintly saw the past of the Feng Clan.

“I’m not willing… But I can’t wait any longer, my body will turn into a part of the earth, buried outside this purple bamboo forest, and become one of the nutrients of countless wild grasses. ”

“I want to revive the Feng Clan, but…”

The beast-skinned boy muttered to himself, and his breath became more and more empty.

The mountain has been kneeling for hundreds of years, and this life has been lost in a blink of an eye.

“Is he going to die?”

“It’s a pity.”

“Long kneeling for hundreds of spring and autumn, the ancestor has never appeared.”

“Although he has a deep obsession and perseverance, he is out of direction.”

The disciples who laughed at the beast-skin boy hundreds of years ago also had a touch of pity in their eyes at this time.

“He’s going to die, after all, he doesn’t have that chance.”

The Purple Void Sect Master shook his head.

“Many times in life, isn’t it just that lack of opportunity? No matter how hard we try…” the stocky friar sighed, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Crash…… Outside the purple bamboo forest, the gray-robed old man appeared in front of the beast-skin boy.

Sensing the arrival of the old man, the gray-robed boy spoke to him with gratitude in his eyes,

“Senior.”

The animal skin boy said hoarse and weak.

“The old man can also be regarded as watching you for hundreds of years, and I came to send you here…”

“Chance and creation are all fate, the road is long, may you be nirvana in the next life.”

The gray-robed old man said heavily to the young man.

“Nirvana…”

“Nirvana?!”

The beast-skin boy’s cloudy eyes suddenly reflected light.

“Phoenix Phoenix… Look to the hometown! A century of vicissitudes is like an empty dream. ”

The dead qi spread rapidly in the body of the beast-skin boy, and then his eyes slowly closed, and his body gradually became cold.

“Is this death? For hundreds of years… It was not Lao Zu who knelt down, maybe it was just that obsession. ”

“I’m so tired…”

Thundered!

The body of the beast-skinned boy slowly fell to the ground.

“Good way to go.”

The gray-robed old man sighed.

……

“Is he dead?”

“It’s a pity that for a hundred years, after all, there is no chance to kneel.”

“Each has its own destiny.”

Countless disciples shook their heads.

In the purple bamboo forest, Lin Feng was lying in the small courtyard, and he saw everything outside in his eyes.

Rip and pull… The void is shattered.

Lin Feng’s figure slowly landed in front of the bones of the beast-skin boy.

“Meet Lao Zu!”

The gray-robed old man was shocked when he saw Lin Feng appear. Quickly bowed down,

“Get up.”

Lin Feng just said lightly,

“Xie Laozu.”

The gray-robed old man slowly got up, and Lin Feng’s eyes fell on the bones of the beast-skin boy.

“You have been kneeling here for two hundred years, and this great perseverance approves!”

“You can bet on one life, this is your approval!”

“You can hold on to your own obsession and not retreat, this Dao heart approves!”

“When you were born, you had no chance with Wuzi Bamboo Forest… But since he passed away in the Wuzi Bamboo Forest, he can also be regarded as a fate, and he can enter the Wuzi Bamboo Forest! I allow you to be buried in the woods. ”

Lin Feng’s voice echoed.

The entire Purple Void Sect shook.

Countless cultivators also sighed, they did not enter the purple bamboo forest for half a step before their death, but they were approved by the ancestor after their death.

“This is the number of lives and creation.”

The stocky friar lay on a large rock, drank fine wine, and spoke drunkenly.

However, just when countless cultivators were full of emotion, the bones of the beast-skinned boy suddenly burned!

A crisp phoenix roar resounded above the nine heavens!

Crash!!

A phoenix actually emerged from his bones, and the flames stained the dome red.

Phoenix Nirvana, one dead and one reborn.

“Phoenix?”

Lin Feng stared at the phoenix above the dome, his eyes were a little stunned, but soon he noticed that something was wrong.

That phoenix is just a phantom.

“Since you desire nirvana, I will give you a creation!”

Lin Feng’s fingers moved, the mountains and seas faintly appeared, and the majestic voice fell from his mouth,

“Holding the Heavenly Ancient Nian, my order is like a long being…”