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Who is Cang Cangzi?

Is this the kid in front of you?

Ying Bo ponders hesitantly, forgetting the past will not lower people's IQ or change their nature. At this moment, he maintains a skeptical attitude towards everything around him.

But not for the little brat in front of him, even though he rationally wanted to remain skeptical, once this skepticism touched the person in front of him, it would melt like ice and snow in the sun.

Uh... what's going on?Is he an idiot?Forget yourself and remember others?Trust others more than yourself?

Ying Bo looked at the child in front of him, his tangled eyes were trying to pick out something unpleasant in the child.

However, no.

The child in front of me, no, look carefully, he should have graduated from primary school—what is graduation from primary school?Ying Bo thought—it can be said that he is a teenager.The young man in front of him has delicate features and is cute now, and he should be a beauty embryo when he grows up.Now curled up in the corner, weeping a little from time to time, but because of pride, he is still trying his best to suppress the crying, no matter how you look at it, it is novel, pitiful and cute, and people can't help but want to bully him.

If it wasn't for Ying Bo's inability to change the dream, he might have already done it.

And when he was tempted to do it, Ying Bo recalled two sporadic memories.

It shouldn't be like this, he should... I've never seen him cry.

The fragments that were recalled dispelled Ying Bo's suspicion that the young man was himself. He checked the strange behavior that he was going to do subconsciously, and new doubts arose in Ying Bo's heart.

——This brat can’t be his son, can he?

no?He has a lover?

Ying Bo was thinking hard, and after a while, he heard the young man's sobbing gradually weakened, and the sound of footsteps coming from outside the hall, so he raised his eyes and swept away.

He was shocked at a glance.

Where did the bitter gourd come from? !

Bitter Gourd is a person, a little old man.He has almost no hair, and a very thin beard. The furrows and wrinkles on his face are extremely zigzag, hiding his eyes, nose and mouth under the crevices squeezed out of the furrows. Most people will only take this old man as the clothes when they take a quick look. If you poke a flesh-colored bitter gourd, you won't regard him as a human, but you may regard him as a monster.

The old man was ugly, and he was not dressed in a low-key manner. The golden clothes all over his body instantly magnified all the shortcomings of the old man's appearance.

But it cannot be said that the old man is not suitable for this golden color. After all, Ying Bo squinted his eyes and changed the color of his clothes in his mind, and found that the old man looked even uglier in other colors.

Wearing gold, on the contrary, added a domineering look to this ugliness.

But it's still not pleasing to the eye. In his heart, this golden color should be worn on...

On whom?

Ying Bo was confused again, watching the old man walk towards the little boy in the corner.

The old man stopped in front of the boy, sighed slowly, stretched out his hand, and gently patted the boy's head.

The head was covered with warmth and trembling, like a huge force, breaking the embankment that the little boy had finally forged.The tears that had been stagnant burst out of the embankment, and the little boy raised his head, looked at the old man Bitter Melon, and let out a mournful sob.

"I'm sorry, Master," he choked, "I didn't do it on purpose... no, I'm the one who caused you..."

"Nothing hurts," the old man sighed, "I'm just old."

"You are not old, you are only over 180..."

"Among mortals, 180 is an unimaginable longevity."

"But, but you are not a mortal..."

But a monk with a perfect golden core.

The boy roared in his heart.

The golden core monk with a life span of 500 years has only lived to more than 180 years old, which can be said to be extremely young.But the bitter gourd old man has become an old man. It seems that this change did not happen a long time ago.

Ying Bo floated around the old and the young with interest, seeing the old man bitterly shaking his head lovingly at the young man.

"How can you do that? You should count your master's age. Your master was only 180 years old when he died, and I, with the worst aptitude in the history of the Eastern Emperor's island master, have lived peacefully for more than [-] years. , isn't it long enough, isn't it old enough?"

The old man's persuasion obviously didn't work, and the boy looked like he was going to cry a lot.

It's a pity that the mobile phone is not here, so I can't take pictures as souvenirs.

Ying Bo thought regretfully, what is a mobile phone?

He couldn't see it with all his heart, because he was already half out of this dream, and the emotions and desires of the dream master couldn't resonate with him.He didn't know the previous situation and the consequences. After the young Cang Cangzi defeated the true disciple of Yiyuan Sword Island on the outer fighting platform, the true disciple uttered obscene words and exposed Donghuangdao's fault.

The bitter melon old man, Cang Cangzi's master, Zhao Gou, the former master of the East Emperor Island, even mentioned these disadvantages when explaining the mental method to Cang Cangzi, but he only mentioned them in one word, making Cang Cangzi think that these disadvantages are no big deal.The scoldings of Yuanjian Island's true disciples were different, and Cang Cangzi, who had a different understanding, was extremely surprised. He returned to Donghuang Island and asked Zhao Gou.

Zhao Gou wanted to wait for Cang Chuizi to grow up and talk to him about such important matters.The flaws of the mental method cannot be concealed, otherwise it will be bad to hide it and leave any future troubles.Therefore, in the face of Cang Cangzi's questioning, Zhao Gou faltered, patched this, explained that, and then told the whole thing.

Cang Cangzi was young at the time, and because he defeated an invincible opponent in the younger generation, he was extremely proud and complacent, how could he accept such a truth.He had a big quarrel with Zhao Gou, and he was still angry. He wanted to defect from the island and run away from home.

Just on the way, before leaving the island, the great seal of the ghost creature raised and fluctuated, swallowing the passing Cang Cuizi inside.

Cang Cangzi stayed under the great seal for a day and a night, and was finally rescued by Zhao Gou.But in order to save him, the price Zhao Gou paid was half of his blood.

The day before, Zhao Gou was a handsome young man in troubled times with a lacquered paper fan in his hand. After one night, he became a bitter old man.Cang Cangzi, who can be said to be a young man who knows no worries, knows for the first time what it means to be heartbroken, but it is already irreparable.

"Master..." He choked up and asked, "Is it true that the mind of Donghuangdao can't be saved? You...do you, will you..."

Are you going to die?

"You said yourself that the master is not an ordinary person, how could he be like an ordinary person, showing his old age is the end of life?" Kugua Zhao Gou chuckled, "Don't worry, I can still teach you for a few years."

Only a few years.

Seeing Cang Cangzi burst into tears, Zhao Gou was in a hurry.

"Did I say the wrong thing again? Really... don't cry, Cang Cangzi, the master is not well-qualified in the first place, even if there is no this time, he can't last long. Although you shouldn't say that, in the future, you have to be together with the master. Collect the big seal, you can't always go out to play like before."

"I won't go out to play anymore, and it's useless to defeat those people. I'll guard the big seal, master, rest well, and live a few more years, okay?" Cang Cangzi's teary eyes blurred, "Really...is there really no way to change? I Don't just be like this, Master..."

Zhao Gou frowned.

If he was still young, as soon as he frowned, there would be female cultivators swarming towards him.But now he has become a bitter melon, frowning, but a groove on his face twitched, his appearance was indescribably weird.

However, Cang Cangzi was not intimidated by Zhao Gou's appearance, and still looked at him expectantly.

Children, before the sky falls, always hope that adults can give a solution.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Gou sighed in his heart, and still expressed the hope that Donghuangdao had given up.

He stretched his brows, smiled, and said: "However, if we can find the descendant of the Taiyin line, everything can be solved."

Ying Bo, who was watching with a yawn, was taken aback.

His murmur and Cang Cangzi's voice overlapped, and they both said in unison: "...Heir of Taiyin?"

——Heirs of the Taiyin.

This name seems to belong to a panacea, as long as you find it, you can solve any problem.

The situation changes in the dream, as if the fast-forward button is pressed, the tearful boy grows like a sprung tree, no longer sheds tears, no longer complains, even if he is covered in blood from fighting in the Great Seal, he has never cried .

He never left Donghuangdao again, never went to the martial arts arena to compete for strength, and all his time was spent in the Great Seal.

When the big seal is intact, the people of Donghuangdao also have a way to pass through the big seal and enter the ghosts and monsters.

At the beginning, Cang Cuizi could only stay on the edge of the great seal, and he had to be under the care of the old man Bitter Gourd, and he could not go far.

Later, he was gradually able to persuade the worried old bitter gourd to go back to recuperate, and he was also able to leave the scope of the Great Seal and go to a place where ghosts were deeper.

In the beginning, he could only persist under the great seal for a moment or two, but later he could persist for an hour, two hours...one day, two days...even from one full moon to the next.

Until the old man bitter gourd sat down in the Taiyi Hall.

Cang Cangzi was the only one left on the vast East Emperor Island.

His life has not changed, but his skills no longer need to be sharpened by ghosts.More time was freed up so that he could devote his efforts to reverse pushing the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing".

If you want to reversely introduce another system from one system of dual cultivation skills, in the prehistoric times, only Da Luo Jinxian would dare to do so.But on Cang Cangzi's side, although he never speaks on the Internet, he collects countless classics and materials on the Internet day and night.

On Donghuang Island, after the full moons have been passed again and again, the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing", which was reversed, has been revised and published one edition after another.In the Hall of Supreme Oneness, it has been silent for one year after another. The only things that can be seen are the sharp golden light of the sun breaking through the magic energy on the big seal, and the waste manuscripts scattered all over the place in the library.

The boy's figure became more and more slender, his speech became more taciturn, and his eyes became more serene.

Until, a certain appearance that made Ying Bo Pangran's heart beat was completed.

He also became more and more aware of what his master had not said that day - the transmission of people from Taiyin is not a panacea, let alone finding it, even if he finds it, it will not be able to solve all the problems facing Donghuangdao.

But still looking for it.

It's not for breaking through Nascent Soul, it's not for increasing longevity, it's just for...

For the sake of it, it would be good to accompany him on Donghuang Island.

Cang Cangzi was broadcasting live on the Internet day and night, his whole body was shining with golden light, and he never saw even a sliver of darkness approaching.Cang Cangzi's account was blocked, and he borrowed the account of a descendant of his relatives. Then, on this day, Cang Cangzi received a private message from another big world.

[Eagle Bubo: They all named it Xiantian Taiying Traceability Gold, but it was also deleted? 】

[Xiao He just showed her sharp corners: Really? 】

Ying Bo stood in the changing situation, not daring to blink for a moment.

The eagle does not stay... who is it?

Eagle Bubo is a coincidence, a liar who has only recently embarked on the road of cultivation, and speaks loudly to deceive others' feelings.After others wake up, he can still look like he has lost money, and question others sentence by sentence.

That was after their soul-soul meeting on August [-]th, and then their spiritual friendship.

"Sincerely seek marriage, seeking a partner, the god of heaven and earth, the heart of the Tao, I am willing to share life and death with him, and climb the road together, as long as-"

"Just practice the "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Sutra"?"

"As long as it's you, no one else can."

"Is there a difference? Am I not the only one you found who practiced the "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Sutra"?"

"It's not the same. If you haven't practiced the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Jing", I will also go to the "Congenital Taiyin Suyuan Sutra" for you to practice."

At that time, the questioning and answering between the two of them only ended here.

But they are well aware that there is another problem here.

"Even if you find the "Congenital Taiyin Elemental Sutra", I will not practice it."

"Then...then I can't do anything about it," Ying Bo heard Cang Cangzi answer in his heart, "the only thing that matters is death, why are you afraid of it? Anyway, my Taiyin is yours, the rest...is up to you."

It was a routine answer that Ying Bo once despised, but because of the weight of sincerity mixed in, it was too heavy for him to accept.

In the dream, the dazed Ying Bo raised his hand curiously.

He looked at his empty fingers and asked softly, "My name is Ying Bo?"

"An eagle that does not anchor should anchor."

"I am..." He blinked, raised his head, lightly touched Cang Cangzi's lips in his dream, and flew out.

The countless reincarnations experienced in the dream disappeared, revealing the polished and gleaming memories like the truth.Ying Bo opened his eyes, the whispers of thousands of people still echoed in his ears, but he could no longer drag him into his dream.

Ying Bo murmured.

"I am... Taiyin."

People entrust lovesickness with the bright moon, why has the bright moon been moved by it?

It's just cloudy and sunny as always, rising in the east and setting in the west as always.

In the cold jade ball, on the cold jade platform, Ying Bo's soul and body flicked their fingers together.

A snow-white aura curved like a crescent moon floated in the cold wind, trembling slightly.

In a certain alley, he once held a Stellar Qi Mortal Talisman between his two fingers, and with a light shake, a similar crescent appeared.

However, the crescent moon in the alley is only one meter long, and what was broken by it was just a plastic trash can on the street corner.At this moment, the "crescent moon" is about ten feet long, and its color is like ice.Falling down, the strong wind has already split a pool of heavy water!

wow-

The pool water parted to the two sides, rolling up thousands of waves!

The waves slapped on the walls of the palace, and the scattered water splashed on Ying Bo's eyelids.

His eyelids remained motionless, like sculptures, while water droplets slid down, crossed the long eyelashes, and moistened the eye sockets.

Ying Bo blinked again, the extreme cold power of Taiyin heavy water seemed to have no effect on him.

The cold jade ball exuding dazzling silver light floated up from the bottom of the dry pool and slowly floated in front of Ying Bo.

Ying Bo stretched out his hand to catch it, and then returned to his body with spiritual thoughts.

Human soul is one, yin and yang complement each other, there is no regret, and everyone is perfect.

Jindan, Cheng.

In the next moment, from the first turn to drop pills, to the second turn to copulation, all the way up, nourishing yang and nourishing yin, changing flesh and bones, changing the lungs and internal organs, cultivating fire and then going to nine turns to achieve great perfection.

But in an instant, the flesh and blood body turned into a condensed body of true qi, and Yingbo—

Nascent Soul, success!