Yangguan City, the outskirts of an old courtyard, overgrown with weeds, mottled corner covered with moss, a bleak scene.
An old man was lying on a reclining chair made of yellow bamboo. His face was more sad than the litter in the courtyard.
This man is the Tianyin ancestor who escaped from qianchongling mountain, that is, the dark night.
At this time, the dark night was very depressed. While seizing the body of Tianyin ancestor, he also inherited the memory of the latter. Even his personality was affected. Sometimes even he couldn't tell whether he was the dark night or the Tianyin ancestor.
This is also one of the fatal defects of the underworld's seizing skill, and it is also an important reason why many Ming masters would rather die than use it. If it was not for their hatred and unwillingness to let go so early, he would never have used it.
For him, this is not the worst. The worst thing is that the talent of this body is too poor, which is worse than what he knew before. Although there are ten kinds of excellent martial arts hidden in his mind, none of them can be cultivated.
Fortunately, he was also a genius descendant of the family of the gods of the underworld. If it had not been for the birth of Cangyuan, he would have been on the throne of the Ming emperor with his talent. Although the strength has not been greatly improved due to the retribution, the understanding of the mind Dharma of martial arts has even surpassed the master's realm in the long and long years.
After racking his brains and thinking for a full month, he just pieced things together and developed a set of skills suitable for the cultivation of this body, which miraculously promoted his strength to the peak of Tianyuan.
In other people's eyes, Tianyuan peak is enough to be compared with the patriarchal elders of many ancient sects. However, for him, it is far from enough. With such strength, it is impossible to compete with Cangyuan sword power and night dance, and it is also impossible to realize his long cherished ambition.
What's more, his Tianyuan peak, based on Tianyin magic, can exert his fighting power in the later period of Tianyuan at most. If you really want to meet a master like Ming Yewu, you can fan him into the hell with a slap.
"Well, it's a pity that I missed the perfect cauldron." Tianyin Laozu sighed, and Mengluo's petite figure appeared in his mind. "If you can get such an excellent furnace tripod, you can break through Tianyuan and reach the master's realm. At that time, you can completely change your aptitude by washing scriptures and cutting marrow to remodel meridians. Your martial arts talent is definitely not weaker than before."
Although he inherited the character of Tianyin, his character was also affected, but he was still the soul of the dark night. His insight would never be comparable to that of Tianyin's mediocre person. Naturally, he knew that Mengluo's words were pure nonsense. She was still the body of Yuanyin, and only Tianyin could believe that the furnace cauldron was abandoned.
"Master, master, that stinky girl is back." At the time of dark regret, the triangle eye ran into the yard and said excitedly.
"Who? Who's back? " Father Tianyin was interrupted and asked with a frown.
"It's that smelly girl last time, master. It's the best stove you said." The triangle eye replied.
"Oh? Is that little white face with her? " Tianyin asked with a fierce eyelid jump. Before that small white face's strength, Tianyin Laozu certainly knew that he was not his opponent, so first asked clearly again.
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