The closer he got to the truth, the more uneasy Liu Shuang became. With curiosity, excitement and uneasiness, he slowly opened the book. The puppy squatted next to Liu Shuang, opening it with his mouth from time to time.

On Liu Shuang's feet, his watery eyes kept wandering between Liu Shuang and the book, as if he also knew the book.

Liu Shuang's fingertips gently touched the aged paper, and a fresh earthy smell emanated from between the pages, as well as a sacred smell.

Liu Shuang was stunned by the shocking situation. He couldn't help but look at the old monk, opened his mouth and asked: "Master, why is there not a word?"

The old monk stroked his beard and smiled, "It has a very old-fashioned way to unlock it--recognize the owner by dripping blood! And as your own abilities grow, you will see more things. Before you have truly grown into yourself,

When you read it, you can only see part of the content." The old monk suppressed a sentence in his throat and did not say it. This book was produced by Liu Shuang himself. The purpose of "Identify the Lord by Blood" was to test the person's own background and

What attributes are suitable for cultivation? He probably never thought that one day he would use this thing.

Moreover, will the current Liu Shuang believe what the old monk has not yet said? Obviously it is difficult, that is a world that Liu Shuang has not yet come into contact with, even if everything is now showing a little bit of its clues, but the whole

It seems that he is still not ready to accept these things, just like a man who is not ready to be a father.

Liu Shuang stretched out his middle finger in frustration. What a weird thing. He was bleeding while reading a book, writing a fantasy novel! However, he still put his middle finger in his mouth, gritted his teeth, squeezed out a little blood and dripped it onto the pale yellow book.

on the cover.

The bright red blood dripped onto the cover of the book and did not condense into one piece. Instead, it spread out in all directions like human meridians, and slowly outlined four powerful characters, the four characters "Xuanhuang Tiandao" in small seal script.

The words, these four words seemed to come alive, swaying in front of Liu Shuang's eyes.

There was something in Liu Shuang's mind that seemed to be slowly waking up, constantly impacting his memory, very distant and unpredictable.

His hand slowly opened the book again, but it was still blank. Just when he was about to express his doubts, suddenly, his head hurt, and a paragraph of text suddenly appeared in his mind.

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"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, with endless illusions. It is like an ant in the world, and it is difficult to see the outside world. Enlightenment in one day will build a thousand-year-old monument, and it will stand for thousands of years. What I describe is not my achievement, but it is actually the heart of all living beings in the human world. Everyone is there.

Among them, the time is in the dust, and I don’t know what my hands are pointing towards.”

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"The three realms of heaven, earth and human beings are at the end of human beings. God said that this is the earthly world, which is dirty and blinded by the desire for profit. Thousands of feet underground, ghosts and monsters in the ghost world refer to this land as a feeding valley, which means that our world feeds the little ones.

Valley..."

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"I am a human being, a Taoist who upholds the common people, and a former god of war. The two ghosts were on the top of the Bohai Sea. I was harmed by the ghosts. I burned 90% of my essence to block the passage of the three realms, and only a wisp of breath was left wandering between heaven and earth. However,

, the passage will eventually be broken in ten thousand years, and by then, the human world will be in catastrophe."

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This long paragraph of text made Liu Shuang feel as if he was reading a mythical novel. It was a grand war scene, a grand scene of a battle between heaven, earth and man. Liu Shuang could easily fall into it.

He went there and looked at the tragic situation in the human world. The blood in his chest burned instantly, and something was sprouting and growing in his subconscious.

When Liu Shuang received this piece of information, to people outside, it looked like Liu Shuang suddenly went stupid, his eyes dimmed, and he squatted there straight.

When Liu Shuang finished reading, the words suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity. "Is it true that all these people fell asleep?" Liu Shuang asked the old monk with a shocked expression.

The old monk did not answer Liu Shuang's question directly, but asked: "Donor, do you know why this place is different from other places?"

The environment here is too weird. It's definitely not because of the geographical location. Maybe it's because Liu Shuang just read the news, and he always forgets about this. "Is it because of some secret method?"

"It's not wrong to say that, but it's not entirely true. This place actually doesn't exist on the administrative map." The old monk's humming voice revealed the secret that made Liu Shuang almost drop his butt to the ground.

"How is that possible?" Liu Shuang shouted, "I followed that bastard Huang Ming to get here."

"These are all a game, a game arranged by a person. We are all in this game." The old monk looked at Liu Shuang and said.

"Then what can I do? I'm just an ordinary person." When Liu Shuang suddenly heard this, he was not happy, but full of confusion.

"The causes of the past life, the results of this life, everything has its own cause and effect. Donor, you are paying back the fruits you planted before. Everything will be clear when it is time to be clear. There is no rush. Donor, I will see you later.

Without Guangming Mountain, this place, Guangming Temple, is precious.”

The old monk turned around, standing alone with his left hand as a blade, and walked gracefully towards the gate of Guangming Temple, his spotless white monk's clothes flying in the wind. The moment he turned around, Liu Shuang suddenly felt a strong attraction on him

, it was so sacred that he almost had the idea of ​​kneeling down to worship.

"Its name is Tengu, and it was given to the donor." The old monk's voice came through the heavy red door of Guangming Temple.

The little guy squatting at Liu Shuang's feet heard someone calling his name and barked twice excitedly. The sound sounded like a dog, but not like a dog. Liu Shuang lowered his head and stroked the fur on the Tengu twice, and hugged him.

In my arms, I conveniently put the book in my arms again, go back! It seems that this is the only way! What can I do if I don’t tell you!

However, this little guy shouldn't be simple, Liu Shuang thought. This old monk full of mysteries would definitely not give him an ordinary puppy. Later, Liu Shuang checked the information and found that the Tengu is a creature in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".

The original text of this monster is: "There is a beast in the Yin Mountains. It looks like a raccoon and has a white head. It is called the Tengu, and its sound is like

The pomegranate can ward off evil." But Liu Shuang is not sure whether this puppy is the Tengu in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas". After all, the things in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" make it difficult to believe that it really exists, but whatever.
Chapter completed!