After standing in the living room for a while, Xing Tian returned to the room, but he didn't move, but sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes and pondered something.

The moonlight poured in from the window like water, shining on him with a silvery glow that made his back look very broad.

I don't know how long it took, Xing Tiancai finally made a move, took off the Kyushu Ding from his waist, held it in his hand and rubbed it gently, and quietly observed Xiao Ding.

Xiaoding is simple, only the size of a fist, one side depicts the sun, moon and stars, and the other side depicts flowers, birds, fish and insects, three legs and two ears, and has its own image of "big weapon".

Xing Tian sighed, and finally spoke: "Old ruffian, if you don't die, come out!"

"Don't you dare to keep your mouth clean!"

The ruffian dragon's voice came out of the ding: "Stinky boy, this time I went to the North Pole because you were injured, can't you fucking have a better attitude?"

As the words fell, a black shadow flew out directly from the tripod, and after landing, it directly turned into a one-meter-long dragon.

It's just that this Canglong's eyes are very unbeatable, and his eyes are slanted at Xingtian, so he almost wrote the words "Lao Tzu owes grass" on his face.

Very rarely, Xing Tian did not rush up to hang this fool's feet, was silent for a moment, and suddenly raised his head and said: "Old ruffian, I have something to ask for." ”

"Huh?"

In this way, the ruffian dragon was stunned, quite unaccustomed to Xingtian talking politely to him, but soon the dragon had a vigilant look on his face, and he looked like a miser, and shouted: "It's okay to help, but not too much!"

Speaking of this, the ruffian dragon remembered something again, and added, "Also, don't ask about the primeval world. ”

"It has nothing to do with Swire. ”

Xing Tian shook his head and said softly: "What happened to the primeval world, I will go and find the answer myself, looking for you, I just want to ask you for a cultivation classic." ”

Cultivation classics are definitely very precious things, otherwise Xingtian would not have been so hesitant when he opened his mouth!

Every cultivation classic is something that can make martial arts cultivators fight for their heads and break the bloodstream, and it is the foundation of martial arts cultivators, even in the most glorious martial arts civilization, it is definitely not a bad street, every classic is composed by a Gaidai Renxiong who summed up his life's experience in martial arts, and it is very beneficial to watch!

Ruffian Zilong once said to Xingtian that before the Emperor of Man composed the "Book of the Emperor of People", he had watched the Book of Ten Thousand Classics, and combined the perceptions of countless martial arts talents, coupled with his own lifelong martial arts experience, he finally had the birth of the "Book of the Emperor of People" that shocked the world!

It can be seen from this that the role of this martial arts classic is great, a wonderful classic, enough to make an immortal martial arts inheritance!

In the primeval era, there were almost countless examples of fighting for size and blood because of the birth of some martial arts treasures!

Up to now, the value of this martial arts classic is naturally higher, and it is no longer measurable by money.

Therefore, even Xingtian felt quite embarrassed when he opened his mouth, after all, the value of a martial arts classic is so great that even friends have no reason to share it with each other!

"Why do you want to cultivate the classics?"

The ruffian asked a little puzzled, "Do you need any friends again?"

The ruffian dragon's attitude lifted Xingtian's spirits!

This guy didn't shake his head directly, but asked Xingtian for purpose, obviously he did have a martial arts classic suitable for the cultivation of the human race in his hand!

"It's for my generals. ”

Xing Tian was silent, and finally decided to tell the truth, the ruffian dragon is the only creature in the world who knows his roots, and may even know far more than himself, than the old man, if he guesses well, he has even witnessed the rise and fall of the emperor's life, and it is harmless to his own heart, so it doesn't hurt to tell the other party the plan: "I want to select some capable Mongolian warriors to follow me, and give them martial arts classics, so that they can be used by me in the future!"

"You're still on this path. ”

The ruffian dragon sighed faintly, the expression on the dragon's face was very humane and complicated, and said: "You have never been a person who likes to do useless work, from the time you squeezed into the underground world, I knew that you had a plan, and selected materials from thousands of red dusts for your use." It's just that I never thought that you actually wanted to teach them the cultivation method, have you really thought about it?"

"There's nothing to think about or not to think about. ”

Xing Tianpan sat on the bed, his face was joyless and sad, and he said slowly: "I am a martial arts cultivator, what do all kinds of battles in the red dust have to do with me?

People can kill it in a single thought!

Therefore, it is my plan and my will to let them embark on the path of cultivation!

You should have guessed this a long time ago. ”

The ruffian dragon fell silent, and after a long time, he sighed suddenly: "Shi Ye!

"What do you mean?"

Xing Tian's eyes moved, his brows furrowed slightly, and he always felt that when he said that he wanted to cultivate a group of martial artists for his own use, the ruffian dragon's expression was strange, and it seemed to contain deep meaning.

"Nothing. ”

The ruffian dragon shook his head, didn't say anything, and said slowly: "If you really want to do that, then I really have such a secret scroll tailored for you here." ”

"Oh?"

Xing Tian suddenly became interested, and said, "Take it for me to see! Don't worry, I will thank you again!"

"No, you don't. ”

The ruffian dragon flew back to Kyushu Ding with a "whoosh", leaving only one sentence floating in the room: "It was originally yours."

Or rather, it was originally something left for you by your dead ghost master!"

Dead Ghost Master?

Xing Tian frowned, his master is an old man, that old guy is still alive and kicking now, I don't know where he is, how can he die? In today's situation where this martial arts civilization is withering and heaven and earth do not allow strong people to appear, that old man is already a strong man who has reached the transcendent saint level, who can threaten him?

But it was only a moment of effort, and Xing Tian suddenly reacted to who the ruffian dragon was talking about!

The Emperor !!

In a sense, as the inheritor of the Human Emperor, isn't he a disciple of the Human Emperor?

Moreover, the person who can make the ruffian dragon show such a complicated expression every time is afraid that there is only the human emperor!

Does the emperor still keep things for himself?

Suddenly, Xing Tian became interested, and the man who had suppressed an entire era of civilization had affected his life!

Xing Tian has a hunch - if you want to understand the secrets on your body, you must first know what kind of person this emperor is, and what kind of magnificent life his life is!

Therefore, every news about the Human Emperor, Xingtian attaches great importance to it, and for a while, his interest in the secret scroll that Ruffian Long said has reached its peak!

After a while, a black shadow of "whoosh" flew out from the Kyushu Ding, and Xingtian immediately reached out and grabbed it, only then did he see that what he was holding was a golden scroll, and the material of the scroll was exactly the same as the material of the "Human Emperor Sutra"!

At the sealing place, there are five characters written - the Eight Formations of the Human Emperor!

The five characters are written in the ancient seal script of China, and the iron painting silver hook is natural, even if it is only three words, it reflects a kind of atmosphere!

Or rather, the royal dragon spirit!

This is a kind of momentum between the lines, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the words written between the waves, just like the writer himself. Atmospheric, calm, high, there is an artistic conception of swallowing mountains and rivers!

This is the emperor - I don't need to show my teeth and claws to tell you how good I am, but I just sit there gently, I am the master of the world, the symbol of invincibility in this world, and I am a monument that will not fall!

This handwriting Xingtian is so familiar that he can almost recognize it at a glance, it is the handwriting of the human emperor!

At that moment, Xingtian stretched out his hand and wanted to open it.

Who knows, the ruffian dragon's voice actually floated out of the ding again at this time: "Boy, let me remind you, you are almost copying the old way of the Human Emperor now!"

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