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Maybe immortals don't have a similar situation, but immortals practice in closed doors every three days and don't pay attention to the real-time condition of their bodies, so naturally they can't talk about reasonable maintenance of their bodies.

Besides, the immortals have been nesting in the cave, and they will inevitably feel irritable after a long time.

Edward Lam thought of a good way.

This fairy also needs a combination of work and rest.

Master Yuding practiced in seclusion all the year round, and was one of the top ascetic monks in Kunlun Mountains, so he inevitably forgot to rest and recuperate.

Maybe go out to see the scenery, release the depression, and the current troubles will be solved.

"To the west of Kunlun Mountain, there is a beautiful cliff. Your chance is there. I wish you a breakthrough as soon as possible."

Lin Yi smiled slightly.

Daoist Yuding was stunned.

What chance?
He didn't understand what it meant, and besides, it had nothing to do with his cultivation problem.

He wanted to ask a few more questions, but when he saw Yi Lin writing something on the paper, he swallowed the words.

To be honest, the ancestor is willing to take time out of his busy schedule to answer a question that is not very important, which is already a great deal of face.

Daoist Yuding has no reason to continue disturbing.

"Thank you old man!"

Reverend Yuding bent slightly, then left Yuxu Palace and went to the western territory of Kunlun Mountain alone.

He wanted to know what the ancestor's so-called chance was.

But to be honest, Master Yuding didn't have much expectations.

However, the right to relax.

Speaking of which, it’s been a long time since I traveled alone.

Less than 3 minutes.

Master Yuding came to a cliff.

There is a silvery Qianzhang Waterfall on the cliff, surrounded by pleasant scenes of singing birds and fragrant flowers.

Seeing this scene, Yu Ding felt relieved and smiled unconsciously: "What a beautiful scenery! I never knew that Kunlun Mountain still has such a beautiful scenery. This time I didn't come here in vain. What exactly is the chance?"

He looked around and found nothing unusual.

After all, the matter of chance is illusory, a bubble that disappears in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Yuding saw a wooden house not far away, in a plum blossom forest.

"Why is there a wooden house here?"

Yuding was puzzled.

Kunlun Mountain is one hundred and eight thousand miles wide.

Although its mountains stretch for thousands of miles, everyone builds palaces near Yuxu Palace for the convenience of communication with each other.

Has anyone built a log cabin in this remote location?
Could it be that this is the opportunity mentioned by the ancestor?
Yu Ding came to the door of the wooden house and gently pushed the door.

There is a bed and a table and chairs inside, and there are no other strange things.

A layer of dust had accumulated on the ground, and it appeared that it had been unoccupied for some time.

Yu Ding was disappointed and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a book on the table.

He walked to the table and bent over to pick up the stepping book.

"What is this? Emperor Huangtian? By Edward Lam?"

Seeing the name and signature on the cover of the book, Yuding felt an unspeakable sense of absurdity.

"The ancestor actually wrote this kind of book?"

At this moment, Master Yuding suddenly realized.

No wonder no one has known the ancestor's residence for many years. It turned out to be a small wooden house hidden deep in the cliff.

"Why does the ancestor write novels here? The master has clearly prohibited you from touching such things, so as to prevent everyone from getting addicted to them and delaying the cultivation of the right path."

"It seems that this book has a trace of history, it should be ten years ago. Could it be that the ancestor has been practicing in closed doors, just to study this kind of thing?"

Yu Ding remembered meeting the ancestor just now, and was trying to write something, could it be another novel?
At this moment, he was suddenly angry.

As the first headmaster, the ancestor shouldn't lose his playthings!

Besides, the master has already said that there will be calamity in the prehistoric era, and Lin Yi should lead the teaching and lead the prehistoric world.

However, he is addicted to such mundane things, which is really disappointing.

After Master Yuding put down the book, he thought about it and picked it up again.

The ancestor had never appeared before, and even all the disciples of Chanjiao were unaware of his existence.

Therefore, Yuding has always been curious, he doesn't understand what kind of existence the ancestor is.

Now that you have come here, why not satisfy yourself?
It shouldn't matter if you just glance at the works of the ancestor, right?
Yu Ding turned the first page of the book.

This look, out of control!
It seems that there is a magical power that makes people involuntarily addicted, and can't help but keep watching.

Watched for an hour.

Yu Ding turned the last page of the book and couldn't help but sigh.

The protagonists in the book are both talented and heroic.

Relying on one's own strength, to compete with others, against the sky, against the Dao, and ultimately be invincible in the world.

Go to the top with a mortal body and become one of the strongest characters.

Most admired by Yu Ding, Emperor Huang Tian arbitrarily ruled through the ages, and left an ancient inheritance, creating a peaceful era for future generations.

This is not only a novel, but also a spiritual manifestation.

During this hour, Yu Ding has read every word of the novel by heart.

There are anger, tragedy, agitation, heroism, until the final admiration!

Yuding sighed.

At the same time, he thinks that the ancestor is definitely not simple!
How does an ordinary practitioner write such a magnificent plot, and how does he create such a charming protagonist?
Unfortunately, the novel is only half.

I don't know what is the reason why the ancestor didn't write the complete book.

"call!"

Yuding let out a breath of foul air, and was about to leave the wooden house.

Suddenly, he inadvertently saw on the book about Huang Tiandi's cultivation techniques.

An unspeakable feeling came to my heart.

He tried to run a small ball of mana according to the route of the exercise, and slowly circulated it in his body.

Wherever the mana goes, the hidden wounds of the past are directly repaired, and the mana stored in the body begins to grow.

"puff!"

The realm barrier that has been troubling Master Yuding for a long time broke through smoothly without any warning.

Is this the barren sword art?

Master Yuding shrank his eyes, and the shock in his heart can be imagined.

What kind of god is the ancestor?
I just took a look at the operation of the desolate sword art, and I succeeded in practicing it directly.

What's more, the profundity of this technique is no less than that of Master's Three Purities!
You must know that the law of the Three Purities is the law of a sage.

Could it be that the ancestor is so powerful, mastering a sage's law that is not weaker than Sanqing?
At this moment, Yuding suddenly felt that the ancestor was very scary!
After all, this barren sword art is very powerful.

I am just a beginner, but I break through the realm easily, as if the iron wall that has been troubling me is actually just tofu soil, and it only needs to be touched lightly, and it will immediately break apart.

Think about it again, how good is the ancestor who has practiced for many years?
"Could this be the opportunity my ancestor gave me?"

Yuding suddenly realized.

Obviously, when the two first met, the ancestor frowned.

I thought it was the ancestor who was impatient, but who knew that he had seen through the hidden wounds in his body early in the morning.