The cold wind hits the face, and the faint golden light floats. The Netherworld Road is like the back of a golden dragon, winding and continuous. Chen Tian took a deep breath and finally took a step. As soon as he stepped on the Netherworld Road, Chen Tian seemed to suddenly come to another world. In Dorosgbo's eyes, Chen Tian was flooded with a golden light when he entered the Netherworld Road.

Just like the darkness is deep as the sea, there is no point in the slaughter of the dead. Without leaving the darkness, the soul is broken in the sea of ​​skeletons.

Looking at Chen Tian who had disappeared, Dorosgbo's heart suddenly became raised. He was confused and lonely in the undead world for thousands of years. He no longer wanted to go back to what he used to be, wandering around the undead world alone. Even if he was just a slave at this time.

It's like a golden light suddenly appears, and it's like a hazy awakening.

Chen Tian's eyes changed instantly, the gray sea of ​​skeletons disappeared, and the golden underworld road disappeared. Instead, it was darkness. It was a quiet darkness, without a trace of light, without a trace of color. It seemed that endless was swallowed into the endless black hole, and Chen Tian seemed to be falling and rising.

Anyway, it's so weird here.

"Where is this? Is this the Netherworld Road?" Chen Tian was shocked. Even in a powerful person, in a dim and light-free space, it seems to rise, if it falls, is illusory, floating and wandering, there will be no fear. That is human instinct, not fear of darkness, but of the unknown.

Fortunately, this situation is not very long.

On the far side, there seemed to be a light spot that was only the size of a bean. The light in the darkness was the dawn of any human heart. Chen Tian swam, crawled, walked, and tried his best to walk towards the light. Time passed by, and the distance from the light spot was getting closer and closer.

The light source, which was originally the size of a bean, became larger and larger. The size of a fist, the size of a basin, the size of a table... slowly, it turned out to be like a hole.

A strong light shone on Chen Tian's face. The joy of seeing the light just emerged from the endless darkness instantly filled Chen Tian's heart.

"This, here is..." The strong contrast between light and darkness made Chen Tian lose his sight in an instant. The tingling sensation gradually disappeared, and the sight in front of him slowly emerged. When everything in front of him appeared in front of him and entered Chen Tian's eyes, he was shocked.

"Xiaotian, what are you still doing here? Why don't you go home soon, your father is going to be anxious." A young man who was only twenty-seven or eight years old was looking at Chen Tian with an anxious look on his face, his face full of care.

"Senior Brother Liu Jian?" Chen Tian's heart was shocked. He couldn't believe everything in front of him. His tough face had a sunny color, his handsome appearance was approachable. In his deep eyes, he seemed to be a symbol of wisdom. Isn't this the senior brother Liu Jian, the close disciple of his father, who has always taken care of him like a younger brother?

"Senior Brother Liu Jian, why are you here?" Chen Tian could no longer help but ask at Liu Jian with some excitement.

"Xiaotian, what's wrong with you? Why do you still say that? Your father is going to be angry with you, why are you still dreaming all day long? There are no gods in this world? Those are all storytellers and lies. You have to go to the cave to find any immortal fate, and you will worry your father to death." Liu Jian's face changed suddenly, and he scolded with some concern.

"What's wrong with my father?" Chen Tian was immediately confused, "What's wrong with Senior Brother Liu Jian? Why can't I understand what he is saying?" Then, Chen Tian turned his head and looked at the entrance of the black hole. It was indeed a huge cave entrance, which was so black that the gods could not see, as if the light could not be shot in at all.

Liu Jian did not answer him, but just pulled Chen Tian and ran quickly towards the mountain. Chen Tian was very surprised. With the strength of Senior Brother Liu Jian, he should be able to take him to fly in the air. Why do you still have to run? Isn’t my father very anxious?

Soon, Chen Tian was taken by Liu Jian to a small village with nearly a thousand people. The village was full of familiar faces from Chen Tian, ​​Elder Jia of the Zheng Punishment Hall, Elder He, the outer deacon of the outer sect... These people all greeted Chen Tian, ​​but they did not call Chen Tian the Young Master, but like Liu Jian, they called Chen Tian Xiaotian.

Walking into a small house in Mongkok, a girl in red was looking at Chen Tian with caring face. Her beautiful face was as beautiful as a flower, beautiful as a frost and snow-like cheeks, which added to her weak charm. Her bright eyes were like stars, full of love. The three thousand black hairs behind her were pouring down like a waterfall, swaying with the wind, like a fairy.

Not my favorite maid Xiaolan, who is he?

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Do you really want to anger my father to death and leave me behind and pursue that illusory immortal path?" Xiaolan's eyes were wet, like a gem falling into the water, making people feel pity. The fragrance on her body, accompanied by a pleasant sound, and with a hint of sorrow, attacked Chen Tian.

"This..." Chen Tian was confused, he was already a little confused.

"You unfilial son, do you have to be angry to death before you are willing to be willing to be angry to death? You have already angered your mother to death, can you still be angry to death? I, an old bone, will die if I die, but how can you bear to treat such a good girl as Sulan?" Some old voices came out of the room, and a slightly trembling figure slowly emerged.

The person who came was already gray-haired, old-fashioned, and his face was full of fatigue.

"Father, why have you become like this? How could you be like this?" The long-lost appearance and long-lost figure deeply stimulated Chen Tian, ​​but time is like a loss and the vicissitudes of time. Chen Tian saw his father Chen Long again, but he did not expect that this would be the plot. How could Chen Long, the head of the Wangui Sect who swept across Liuhe, had a great cultivation level, and dominated the world, become like this? Why did he fall into this mountain village?

"Isn't it that you are angry with you? Oh my god, you are old, don't be so stupid. There is no immortal relationship in the world or any immortal path. That's just a lie to tell a book. Don't be like this. Don't let Su Lan be young and stay alone in the empty room. Fortunately, she will be told by the people in the village. Cough cough~" Chen Long seemed very excited, and his old body trembled.

"What's going on with all this?" Chen Tian was already confused. Although his father was old, he was definitely his father. How could he recognize the wrong person? Senior Brother Liu Jian was definitely him, and Xiaolan. These are all real people. There is nothing wrong with that. No one can disguise himself as such.

But, what's going on?

………

Luoya Village, on the top of Luoya Mountain, a small straw hut is located here. Outside the straw hut, a white-haired old man was sitting on a lounge chair, blowing the mountain, basking in the sun, drinking tea. A woman next to him was also white-haired, peeling the fruit peel for him with a happy face. Although his hands and feet were not quick, they were still peeling them little by little.

My face was filled with a smile that only after decades of happy life could it be.

"Old man, I think I can't do it anymore. If I die, don't be sad." The old woman said a little old, and handed the peeled fruit to the old man.

"Xiaolan, I didn't expect that in a flash, a hundred years passed, and we were all old," the old man stretched out his old hands and said tremblingly. This old man was Chen Tian who came here for no reason that day. Chen Tian didn't know what was going on.

At first, he didn't believe in everything in front of him, but when he found out that he was no longer a skeleton body and no longer had cultivation, his heart began to shake.

Zhuang Zhouxiao dreams of being a butterfly, but is he Chen Tian, ​​the young master of Wangui Sect, or Chen Tian, ​​the son of the blacksmith?

"Yes, it's been a hundred years." Chen Tian was also quite moved. Although he looked very happy now, there was a voice shouting in Chen Tian's heart, but the sound was very small, so small that Chen Tian couldn't hear it clearly.

"Father is gone, Brother Liu Jian is gone, too. Old man, I think I'm almost done," Xiaolan said jokingly.

"No, I'm leaving, we'll be together too," Chen Tian said with a smile, but as soon as he finished speaking, he found that Xiaolan fell to the ground with a thud. The happiness on her face also solidified at that moment.

Xiaolan finally ended her life and reached the end of her life.

"Xiaolan..." Chen Tian's old body seemed a little excited. The woman who had been with him for a hundred years finally passed away and left him. At the same time, a sense of fatigue came, and Chen Tian felt that he was about to die, his eyes gradually became heavier and his breath became weaker and weaker.

"Am I going to die too?" Chen Tian sighed in his heart, his consciousness began to blur, and his memories surged out like a flood. The young master of Wangui Sect, the skeleton Chen Tian, ​​the son of Tiejiang Chen Tian, ​​a hundred years of life... Countless noisy memories began to intertwin.

Suddenly, Chen Tian heard the voice in his heart that he could never hear clearly.

"Life is like a dream, dream is like a Dharma appearance, and the Dharma appearance has nine, one Yuan, two qualities, three souls, four images, five stars, six consciousnesses, seven souls, eight trigrams, nine turns, chaos is the order, Xuanhuang is the order, fixed transformation of the universe, illusion sky, transforming the stars, and transforming the way of heaven."

The sound became louder and louder, slowly as if thousands of Taoists were singing hard, echoing in the entire sky. Chen Tian looked at the source of the sound, but found that it came from his heart.

"This is the general outline of the mind method of "The Demon-Devouring Decision". There is nothing wrong with it, it is definitely... This is...I understand, haha, I understand." Chen Tian suddenly laughed to the sky, the laughter became louder and louder, and in the end it was like a thunderous thunder, rumbling.

In an instant, the entire space shattered, like broken glass. Pieces broke, golden light suddenly appeared, and Chen Tian returned to the dark space again.

However, this time, the dark space, which was as dark as ink and as black as a black hole, was no longer so black. A flame that emitted a warm golden light floated in front of Chen Tian.

"Is this the fire of inheritance?" Chen Tian showed a hint of relief, and finally broke through the underworld road. He sneered in his heart, without stopping at all, and sucked hard, the fire of inheritance was immediately swallowed by Chen Tian. In an instant, a huge stream of inheritance knowledge rushed into Chen Tian's mind like a flood.
Chapter completed!