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After the old man finished speaking, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his hands, and spread the soil on the slightly raised small grave to other places bit by bit, and then the small grave completely disappeared. Only a dozen snow-wind flowers were left floating in the air, exuding bursts of fragrance.

After the night, rays of early morning sunlight broke through the windows and shone into the house. Ouyang Zhenxiong slowly opened his eyes and said to himself:"Strange, Master, why didn't you come over to urge me to practice? By the way, he is about to enter the high realm of Immortal Martial Arts, so how can he still have the spare time to take care of me." In Ouyang Zhengxiong's daze, he looked around and found the simple furniture arrangement in the room. He suddenly sat up with force, and after a while he said to himself:"Here I go, it turns out this was not a dream! Has it really been more than 10,000 years?"

After climbing out of bed, he gently Pushing open the door of the house where he lived, he came to a small courtyard with fragrant flowers and plants. When the breeze blew by, the fragrance of flowers came to him and made him sober. The name of the photo has been surrounded by a light mist, which has been flowing slowly. The birds here are not afraid of people, and they are still jumping up and down on the trees. You are quarreling with me, it is so lively. Ouyang Zhengxiong closed his eyes and tried his best to feel everything in this forest.

"Are you already awake? Do young people get up so early?", the white-haired old man said to him from behind.

Ouyang Zhengxiong did not understand what the old man said, he could only smile slightly.

After having breakfast at the old man's house, Ouyang Zhengxiong stood up and pointed A path. The path he pointed to was a forest path leading into the distance. The old man also understood what he meant. After saying a simple goodbye to the old man, she set foot on this path and walked not far away. After that, he bowed deeply to the old man.

In this way, Ouyang Zhenxiong walked on this path for more than an hour. At this time, he came to a small town. This town was not very big, but there were many people there. There were quite a lot of people wearing colorful clothes, but he was the only one who wore very ordinary clothes. Because she didn't look very good, and the clothes she wore were not of the current style, so many people didn't pay attention to him.

Ouyang Zhengxiong was surprised to find that , the people in the town not only have people like him with black hair and black eyes, but also some residents with blond hair and green eyes. What is even stranger is that there are some residents with red hair and blue eyes and blue hair and black eyes. people......

Ouyang Zhengxiong said to himself:"It seems that a lot of things happened during my coma. I must adapt to this new society as soon as possible."

Ouyang Zhengxiong suddenly felt a cold feeling behind his back. At this moment, he There was a chill in his heart. With his intuition over the years, he clearly felt that a master was secretly watching him not far away.

An old Taoist priest who was over 50 years old kept shaking his head and sighing not far away:"It's so strange. I just could enter, and I noticed that this strange young man was exuding a very strange energy. Why was he searching carefully?" Did he suddenly disappear again?"

When the old Taoist priest walked far away, Ouyang Zhengxiong looked back. All he saw was the back of the Taoist priest, which was so indifferent. It gives people a fairy-like feeling.

Ouyang Zhengxiong suddenly remembered what his father once said to him:"Zhengxiong, you must clearly remember that people who can see through the aura of our ancestral Xuan Gong are definitely not simple people. If such people are not martial arts masters, they must be Outstanding ascetic, you must be extra careful with people like this!"

"Is he an immortal cultivator? Don’t such people rarely appear in the secular world?", Ouyang Zhenxiong said to himself. He clearly knew how terrifying this kind of person was. If he were not a real martial arts master, he would never dare to be an enemy of this kind of person. It was as if his father's words were spoken in his ears again. Once again:"......Reshape your physical body and solidify your original spirit, so that you can achieve the same longevity as the heaven and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon. This is the final goal that we immortal cultivators want to achieve, and this is the immortal way. But the path that we people want to take is different from that of immortal cultivators. What we want to take is to cultivate ourselves against the heavens, and then reach the legendary magical realm. In the eyes of most people, martial arts practitioners follow the path of self-cultivation. The road is far worse than that of a person cultivating immortality, but......"

Ouyang Zhengxiong's father did not continue speaking, but Ouyang Zhengxiong already understood what his father said. What his father wanted to express was that warriors cannot confront immortal cultivators head-on, because his father himself is a very typical example. Even those who have achieved little success in cultivating immortals only treat my father as their equals after meeting him.