True King of Goldfinger

Now that he has stepped into the path of cultivation, thanks to Mr. Liu Yun, he planted a seed of hope in his heart before.

The quaint wooden door is a bit dilapidated, and it seems that no one has repaired it for many years.

Some people in the village were worried about the good of the Liu family and organized to decorate Liu Yun's house with some old objects, but Mr. Liu Yun said that there was no need to be polite and polite.

The entrance was overgrown with weeds, but there was still a two-foot-wide bluestone step, presumably with the name of the village helping to prune and weed.

On the side, an old vine meanders and crawls along the courtyard wall, with lush green leaves and thin branches like a net.

"Mr. Liu Yun?" Shi Liang shouted again, he turned on his divine perception and determined that there should be someone in Liu's courtyard.

"Crunch~" The wooden door that had faded its red oil color slowly moved open, and an old man's face gradually appeared in the crack of the door.

"Yo, isn't this the Little Overlord Stone, I haven't seen you for a few months, why did you suddenly come here. "

"Grandpa Steward Liu, hello, I'm looking for Mr. Liu Yun. "

Although Steward Liu is over seventy years old, his body is very tough, and he must have learned a lot of the art of cultivating his body with Mr. Liu Yun to have this posture.

"Liu Yun, he hasn't been back for a long time. Steward Liu invited Shi Liang in, and the two sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, and a cup of hot tea slowly fell.

"Stone, drink some tea. "

"Thank you, Grandpa Liu. "

The stone blew the churning tea leaves in the cup, and tasted it lightly, with a hint of bitterness. He looked around the courtyard and saw that a well was covered with moss, and there were some yellowish leaves in the courtyard, presumably not long after they had fallen.

The lacquered furniture in the house is wiped spotless, although it has a history of hundreds of years, it is still sturdy and durable, and has not decayed, witnessing the glory of several generations of the Liu family.

The

wooden door of the lobby is hidden, but the candle flame inside can be vaguely seen, and there are dozens of spiritual tablets enshrined on it, which are the ancestors of the Liu family who guarded the stone village and dedicated their lives.

It was as if they were cursed in each of their generations, and they did not live to be thirty or forty years old.

Only Steward Liu was an outsider who was exiled from Tang City, was adopted by Liu Yun's great-grandfather, became a member of the Liu family, and took care of the decline of several generations of the Liu family.

Going forward one after another, moths put out the fire, and the Liu clan burned everything with their lives, just to suppress that existence and protect the peace of Shicun.

For the ordinary people of Shicun, this small village of only a few hundred people, it is far from being able to let the power of Tang Cheng solve the problem.

Tang City has a population of hundreds of millions, except for the part of Tang City, those big sects that protect the people of the world do not pay attention to this small village.

No psychic powerhouse would risk his life because of a Qi Induction Realm monk and go to Shicun to fight that being.

This is the choice of the high-ranking monks, and it is also the cruelty of the common people.

"Mr. Liu Yun, do you know where you went? "

"Perhaps, he is still in the ancestral realm of the back mountain. "

"What was that place, why did he go into retreat. "

"I don't know, for him, unless he encounters a problem that he can't solve at the moment, he won't break the cauldron and hide in the back mountain to concentrate on cultivation. "

Shi Liang said goodbye to Steward Liu, and he descended into the back mountain, where there are faint patterns intertwined, guarding this mountain range.

Dead trees and vines die, and crows inhabit.

The quacking sound was annoying, and Shi Liang couldn't help but throw a piece of earth and stone over to drive away those noisy crows.

A stone tablet of a very old age is inserted diagonally on the dark soil, and it has been so blurred that it is impossible to read the font after the wind and rain.

A layer of seals could be seen at the entrance of the dark cave, blocking the villagers who usually stumbled here.

There were some wild fruits and food on the ground, which were covered with a layer of fine dust, which should have not been touched for half a month.

"If Mr. Liu Yun is in retreat, I should not disturb him. Shi Liang thought about it and decided to leave.

Just as he was about to take off, the place erupted with a blazing light, and a divine sense probed from the mouth of the cave to identify who it was.

"Are you a stone?" an otherworldly voice echoed through the clearing.

"It's me, Mr. Liu Yun?" Shi responded, feeling that the strength of the owner of this sound wave was extraordinary, at least not lower than the psychic realm.

"Come in. "

As the sound fell, the barrier at the entrance of the cave dissipated and shattered.

Shi Liang got up and slowly walked into the cave, the pitch-black rock wall lit up.

He looked at the murals on the wall, recording the past of many ancestors.

There are nine huge figures, I don't know what race, emitting endless brilliance, spanning the sky and the sea of stars, accepting the worship of all peoples.

There is a nine-headed divine bird that spits flames and burns the crawling monster to the ground.

There is also a holy sword that can cut nine heavens and ten earths and inserts it on the top of a towering mountain somewhere, guarding one side.

After walking for more than a hundred feet, a cave appeared in front of the stone.

There is a stone platform that is only half a zhang away, and Mr. Liu Yun sits on it, surrounded by purple spiritual energy beside him, and a white coat is particularly eye-catching.

Scattered next to it were quaint books, as well as pictures written in words that he couldn't read.

"Stone, I haven't seen you for a few years, and now you're a monk. Mr. Liu Yun lamented that this was the only acquaintance he had seen over the years.

"Mr. Liu Yun. Shi Liang hugged his fists and thanked him, if it weren't for his original guidance, Shi Liang might have only been a part of the farming in Shi Village.

"Yes, your physical body is quite strong, I don't even sigh to myself, the Qi Extraction Realm is a little worse, but you are still young, and the future is promising. "

"Mr. Liu Yun, now you are a psychic. Shi Liang asked, he could feel the majestic aura on Liu Yun's body.

"Yes. Liu Yun opened his eyes, although he is now a psychic, he has always had a knot in his heart.

The existence of suppression in the underground palace deep underground is far from what he can deal with at his current level.

The strength of that dragon is getting stronger and stronger, and the seal of the dungeon is constantly being weakened, if it succeeds in getting out of trouble after six or seven years, it will return to its original cultivation.

If it doesn't move, when it is born, it will cause a boundless catastrophe, even if Tang Cheng's Divine Realm existence observes it, it may not be able to subdue it.

Liu Yun often wandered outside the world in meditation, he dreamed that Shicun was on fire, and he heard the cries of the people in the southern part of Tang City.

I woke up countless times, only to find that it was just a false alarm.

He recalled those bloody scenes, his heart was heavy, and he couldn't sleep well.

In order not to let those scenes really come as promised, he exhausted his books and forcibly advanced his body.

Perhaps it was the spirit of his ancestors who protected future generations in the dark, and finally a year ago, he returned from the ancient and modern world of fugue, completely opened the door to the psychic realm, and became a psychic.

If he was reborn, he would take Shouyuan back from the curse for a few years.

Liu Yun was only one of the mortals, and he had also thought about leaving, leaving Shicun to worship in the Great Sect, and advancing to the Psychic Realm or even a higher realm.

Maybe that level can break the curse in his body and free him.

But the dragon lock needs people to maintain it, and it is suppressed year after year.

He couldn't bear to see the stone village turn into a sea of fire, and he couldn't bear to see the people in the village lying in a pool of blood.

Whenever there is a festival, the lights of Shicun are bright, and the sound of firecrackers and laughter comes and goes.

A young woman in the village, smiling like a flower and with bright eyes, invited him to set off fireworks and guess lantern riddles, but he refused.

The fireworks shone brightly, illuminating Liu Yun's face.

He could only sigh, escape underground, open the aura vein, and repair the formation that took half a month to prevent the dragon from escaping.

Maybe one day after the year, when the villagers see Mr. Liu Yun appearing, they will ask, "Is Mr. Liu Yun going home for the holidays?" Why don't you see you in Shicun?

......

Shi Liang and Liu Yun had a long talk, including what he had experienced, the major events that happened in Tang City, and many of Liu Yun's own Dao principles, although rough but had their own uniqueness.

Liu Yun was not from the Tang City Great Sect, he could only rely on his own exploration, as well as the perception of the ancestors of the Liu family, to achieve the psychic realm at this stage in his twenties, which was already an unprecedented thing.

A

psychic of this age, placed in the great sect of Tang City, could overshadow those seed-level disciples, but he did it on his own.

"Mr. Liu Yun, do you have something on your mind, I always feel that the psychic energy on your body has an impatient texture. "

Shi Liang felt it in his heart, and he clearly felt a certain anxious state of mind through the spiritual energy around Liu Yun's body.

"Haha, you can see it, yes, although I am already a psychic, I always feel that the realm is not stable enough, it is better for you to cultivate in the Liuli Sect in the future, how about guiding me in the future?" Liu Yun smiled, but he did not tell Shi Liang about the cruel future.

Liu Yun pondered deeply, for Shi Liang's current cultivation stage, these things would only increase his troubles, and as a last resort, it was better not to let him know, after all, this kind of thing, it was enough to resist it by himself.

"I brought you some pickled vegetables made by my sister, and I saw that you hadn't eaten in a long time at the door. Shi Liang put down a lot of dry food, as well as many bottles and cans.

"What is this?" Liu Yun was moved, he could naturally see that the pills in those bottles and jars were all extraordinary, and the smell of some of them made him feel like a treasure, which could cure him of a secret disease that he almost got from going mad.

"I'm leaving, and I don't know when I'll return. "

"Mr. Liu Yun, I am not the same person I used to be, you must have some kind of worry, I know that the difficulty is beyond my imagination, so you are reluctant to say it, but I promise. "

"When I return, I will sweep away the darkness for you. "

Shi Liang's voice fell, and then he bent down and bowed, and under Liu Yun's gaze, he slowly withdrew from this blessed land.

His words resonated in the cave.

Although it was just a few words, it exploded the calm water stop in Liu Yun's heart and rippled layer by layer.

"Hopefully, I wish you a bright future, stone. Liu Yun sighed lightly.

The light faded, the cave grew dark, and a seal re-covered the entrance.