I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

　　 Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

　　Tonight, I don’t know how many people will be shocked. There are ordinary people, powerful people, and people in the world. If they organize their shocked sentences into a book, I am afraid that they will not be able to stop them if they shed millions of words.

　　 Maybe just a "fuck" can express the core of many people's feelings.

　　 is more specific with words like "Impossible, do my eyes have a flower".

　　 Everyone is saying such things and expressing such emotions.

　　 This is normal, because everyone has an appeal. After seeing an extremely shocking and extremely impossible thing, they will naturally talk to the people around them to relieve the shock in my heart.

　　Tonight, they saw the golden sword lotus that covered the sky,

　　 It’s impossible to appear in the world at all,

　　 There are rarely such specific and exaggerated images even in fairy tales.

　　 No matter where they are, from what angle they see this scene,

　　 They will definitely engrave what they saw tonight in their minds, and they will never forget them.

This is the first time everyone has realized that in this seemingly ordinary world, there is such a terrifying power. It is a word that can determine all life and death, one force can settle all riots, and one finger can make everything Extinct...

　　 This is not relying on the accumulation of quantity at all, or the power that all foreign objects can make up.

But this kind of power is only the power Xia Ji exerts by relying on one of the "Twenty Secret Treasures". Although his "Twenty Secret Treasures" also have this "copy" function, this power is destined. It can only be used occasionally, and it is an insoluble object used to directly cut off the cause of the problem at a critical moment.

　　 With the drop of the finger from thousands of miles away, the sharp, strange and elongated roar settled.

　　 On Wudang Mountain, the panic atmosphere also settled down.

　　 a moment ago...

　　 The old Tao is turning into a golden cloud, which floats in the mountains with little rest,

　　The other little Taoists either professed themselves acupuncture points, or just smiled and drew their swords to commit suicide and self-harm,

　　 This kind of terrifying picture, this kind of weird feeling makes people shudder.

　　 Even if the old Dao tried his best to solve the problem, even if he stepped on it in one step, such as the legendary "shrinking the ground into an inch", it was impossible to save all his disciples after all.

　　Many disciples were in front of him, smiling weirdly, staring bitterly, and yelling sharply, questioning: "You killed me!!"

　　 "You are not a good teacher!"

"You killed me!"

　　 "Why did you kill me?"

"why?!!"

　　 The heads of people were grabbed and thrown at him. The old way didn’t even have time to collect their bodies, so he had to rush to the next place.

　　 And the head of the person who once called him "Teacher" hit the icy ground, and the bones turned around a few times before turning to a **** and muddy face.

　　 But the old way couldn't stop, he couldn't break the game.

　　 It is impossible for him to take action to hurt the golden shadow.

　　He calmly and tried his best to save.

　　 and finally...

　　 Everything is settled.

　　 When the old Taoist appeared in front of a young Taoist who was about to commit suicide, and was unable to save, the young Taoist suddenly stopped his movements, staring blankly at the old Taoist that appeared suddenly, as if awakened from a dream.

　　 exclaimed like a rant: "Palm...Palm teach..."

　　 The old Taoist nodded, and at the same time stretched out his hand, he clicked the little Taoist's acupoint.

Later...

　　 He never felt suicidal.

　　 The harsh and cold feeling shrouded in Wudang also disappeared inexplicably, and then disappeared without a trace.

　　 The old way crouched back, tilted his head, looked at the golden shadow standing on the mountain gate, and muttered, "It seems that it has been resolved..."

　　 stared slightly,

　　 He seemed to feel something, his figure suddenly floated.

　　 A cloud of smoke flashed by in place,

　　 His figure is already far away.

　　 The old Dao waved his long sleeves, arched in front of the mountain gate, bowed his head to the golden shadow.

　　The golden light in the sky disappeared, and it was absorbed into the golden shadow, just like a prominence storm erupting from the blazing sun, after raging, it returned to calm and returned to the core in the bright.

　　The sky and the earth darken,

　　 The old way became more respectful, not indifferent, just bowing to salute.

　　 Everyone said that they couldn't move the acupoints, and he was the only one standing under the gate of the Wudang archway.

　　 A leisurely but free and easy voice resounded in the heaven and earth.

　　 "This matter is over, Hong Chen will stay soon..."

　　 Although this voice is unspeakable in others' ears, Xia Ji... just feels like she is shouting awkwardly.

　　 After all, his miraculous attack is not just use it. Now that the problem is solved, he should quickly let himself go to heaven.

　　 His identity as an immortal riding a tiger is too invincible and lonely, and the world can no longer tolerate him.

　　 And, there was a respectful voice.

　　 "Xiaodao Taoxuanzi, please ask the immortal name Taboo, I will offer incense in the future, so I dare not slack off."

　　 After that, the old Dao raised his head slightly, and looked at the golden shadow that had gathered the golden light with the awe of the gods.

　　 Xia Ji:......

　　 He is not used to seeing Master being so respectful.

Earlier, he talked about Lord Huo De Xingjun, and in the end, Senior Sister is about to become Palace Master of Shenhuo Palace, and even the "Golden Statue of Xing Jie Huo De Xing" has been invited. If he talks about it again... Carve another golden statue, build another palace...

　　 But, if you don't say anything, then it can't be regarded as a break.

What should I do?

　　 Think about it a little bit.

　　 Xia Ji stretched out his right hand and raised an index finger.

　　 Then he laughed awkwardly, wanting to leave...

　　 Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, he turned his eyes slightly, and looked towards the direction of the Zixiao Palace in the distance, and said a little awkwardly: "Goodbye, fellow Qing Zhuzi."

　　 The voice spread out and fell into the ears of all Wudang disciples.

　　 After saying this, Xia Ji didn't hesitate anymore, and the vest was cancelled, so she hurriedly cancelled her account, and couldn't stay anymore.

　　 slipped away...

　　 So, he instantly entered the mustard world.

　　 A grain of sand is mixed in the countless sand under the mountain gate, no one will notice.

　　As soon as the wind blows, the sand will go wherever the wind goes.

　　 Between heaven and earth, the light dissipated.

　　 Only left in the distance in front of Wudang Zixiao Palace, lanterns hung under the eaves, and the candles burning in the palace were shining slightly.

　　 The old way was stunned. Sure enough, he didn't guess wrong. In all likelihood, Qing Zhuo's Huo De Xingjun Luzhang was given by this existence, and Qing Zhuo was once again confirmed as the reincarnation of the gods.

　　 And this **** suddenly appeared, disappeared suddenly, no trace can be found.

　　His name...what is it?

　　 The old Dao thought of the raised index finger~www.wuxiahere.com~ and fell into thinking.

　　The index finger means "one".

　　 In the golden light, is the golden one.

　　I live in Tao.

　　 Then there is everything.

　　 So, did he come in thirty-three days?

　　The way of creating the world, from top to bottom, is smooth.

　　The way of practice is from bottom to top, which is inverse.

　　 Shun, then from birth to death, return to reincarnation,

　　Inverse, you live toward death, only seeking longevity.

　　 This obedient and contradictory way, profound and profound, can't be figured out, can't be broken, the old Tao only has the word "one" in his mind.

　　 He closed his eyes slightly, as if drunk, immersed in the breeze and bright moon.

　　 In his mind, in addition to this "one", there is also the magical power of the previous Jin Yingzhan.

　　 flipped his hand,

　　 A closed lotus flower emerged from the void.

　　 a blow,

　　The lotus flower blooms thirty-six,

　　 is thirty-six for a lifetime.

　　 Thirty-six complexes have evolved again, and the achievements are endless, the sword of the sky.

　　 People see that infinity, see the myriad scenes between heaven and earth, but how many people see that "one"?

　　 I can’t see the old way,

　　 But the fairy riding a tiger let him see it before he left.

　　 this night,

　　The old way is like rotten wood in the forest, stiff in the cold wind, motionless, as if forgot his own existence.

　　 until dawn,

　　 Until the acupuncture points of all the disciples were automatically unlocked, and Master Qingzhu came to the front of the mountain gate.

　　 The old way came back to life,

　　 towards the deserted mountain gate, he bowed slowly and deeply, and then raised his voice in the most respectful voice: "Xiaodao Taoxuanzi, Xie Shangxian pointed."