"Do you want to be stronger?" The old man asked.

Xue Si heard his words stunned, and becoming stronger is naturally a dream for everyone. Whoever doesn't want to stand on top of 10,000 people and overlook the feeling of beings. Facing the problems of the elderly, Xue Si nodded heavily: "This Of course ... are there anyone who doesn't want to be strong? "

The blood was puzzled, and the old man smiled gently again when he heard the words, and continued, "Why are you stronger?"

"Predecessors ... with the talents of juniors, it would be very difficult to achieve today's achievements without the help of the master of the palace. For me, I'm very satisfied ..." Xue Si dare not to talk nonsense, respectfully arching his fists.

"Satisfied? Think again, what are you satisfied with, what did you gain and what did you lose after gaining strength, is everything you really want now?" The old man mumbled, Xue Siwen After speaking, he suddenly fell asleep and survived in the battle at any time in the Temple of Thousands of Demon. It seems that he has long forgotten his inner desire, and continuous improvement of strength has become a necessity for survival. In the case that life cannot be guaranteed, the heart really wants Is to look pale and weak.

"I have no loved ones, and I have no ties. I just want to be stronger and make everyone look up to me. This is what I want." Xue Si's eyes were suddenly filled with radon, this radon was in the thousands. Anybody in the magic hall exists, which is because they have spent a long time in the killing.

"Well, it seems that you know exactly what you want. It is very good. Although it is impossible to achieve, it is a good thing to know what you want. I wonder if you have discovered one thing." The old man nodded, although Xue Si was full of words Ambition, but this is also what most people think, including the former Beitian Rift.

"What's the matter, please tell the seniors." Xue Si shook his head.

"Everyone in the Manga Hall is ... orphans, no loved ones, no friends, all without any concern, don't you think it's strange?" The old man said slowly, almost all of them in the Manga Hall For the sake of the camp, very few people would go to know each other, let alone talk about their lives. Xue Si knew that many people were unrelated and unreasonable, but never thought it was everyone.

"The predecessor said ... Did the owner kill everyone's relatives and friends?" Xue Si's eyes narrowed slightly. Wan Mo Dian was not many among the many forces, but the reason why he survived and could In the upper world, everyone's strength is very strong, especially some old monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years.

The rapid development of the Ten Thousand Temples under the leadership of Beitian Ried led to the emergence of a large number of strong men among the Ten thousand temples. Only a thousand people swept through many forces and remained undefeated, which also earned the reputation of Ten thousand temples.

But the disappearance of Beitianzhai even though Wanmodian tried to conceal it, but for a long time, Wanmodian repeatedly defeated the battle, and the matter was exposed. In the end, Beitian had to be cracked out of the mountain, but Beitian was dead. Now Alive is just a tacky old man who doesn't want to participate in worldly disputes.

"If not, how can you, like you said, just say the words you have just got rid of, don't take loneliness as freedom, don't take the alternative as your own direction, because you can no longer control Your current life. "The old man said slowly, after Xue Si heard the words, he was a little stunned, time is the best way to erase all bad memories.

Bloodston became dumb when he recalled it carefully, but he really found out that he seemed to have forgotten what his original intention was. The words of the old man will have a soft underbelly for those who continue to practice long distances. And the same is the repair of Wan Mo Temple, the old man knows clearly that although the repair of Wan Mo Temple is powerful, but the loneliness has always been hidden in the heart.

It can be concealed extremely deeply, but when some people pry open this place, few people can not remain indifferent.

"What do the seniors mean by this?" Xue Si slightly arched his hands, a little puzzled.

"The meaning is very simple. I just want to tell you that blind cultivation is not interesting. It is better to follow the old man to learn fishing, to learn to plant flowers and plants, and to cultivate one's self-cultivation. Suddenly opened his mouth and showed a kind smile. The original serious speech just wanted to persuade them to stay and brainwash them.

Xue Si heard the word and almost no old blood spurted out. It turned out that the old man had said this for a long time, and Xue Si thought the old man was going to talk to him about the truth.

"Senior, you go out, Wan Mo Temple needs you!" Xue Si said with his arms folded again, and the old man waved his hands with a smile.

"I said, the Beitian split is dead, and the Wan Mo Temple has nothing to do with me. I'll talk about it later, or I will make both of you into fertilizer." The old man said with a smile, but there was no With a hint of joking, Bloodston dared not say much.

"Follow me during this time, even if it is the last trace of cause and effect of the Wan Man Temple." The old man said again, and Xue Si heard that he looked at the figure next to him. The old man meant that they wanted him to worship him. Teacher.

Xue Si did not hesitate, and immediately bowed down and folded his hands.

"No need to salute, I can teach you, but I do n’t accept the disciples, get up." The old man said slowly, looking at Xue Si kneeling, and he was a little confused, a little puzzled.

Do n’t worship? But teach them?

"Your coming here is a fate, and ... presumably the meaning of the Lord of the Palace is not to let me go out, but him ..." said the old man, and he looked slowly at Xueshen. The figure next to it.

The figure fluffed his head, showing a slight embarrassment, and a red hair with extremely strong killing and resentment. At this time, the figure slowly raised his head, and a pair of blood eyes looked at the old man, and he only held his fist slightly. No mood swings can be seen in the eyes.

"The body of resentment, it seems that the master of the palace has also lost a lot of effort, he wants to create a second ... Beitian split." The old man narrowed his eyes and murmured.historical

Xue Si didn't understand, because he knew very little about the figure beside him, only his name was taboo ... Soul Emperor! !!

The old man turned around and took a long sigh. The complexion appeared in his eyes, and he immediately waved his hand. The source of immortal gushing out turned into two trees. The two trees looked exactly like before the restoration of Xuesi and Soul Emperor. Looks like.

"Idle is idle, it ’s okay to teach you, anyway, for that kid, you ca n’t be a threat to him. He does n’t want to stay here, then you stay here.” The old man said slowly, Xuesi and Soul Emperor both nodded gently after hearing the words. There was the teaching of the first strong man in the Temple of Thousands of Magic once.

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