Reverend Insanity: Version 659: What is fate?

A clear blue sky and no clouds.

The crowds in Maple Leaf City are very lively.

It has been six years since the birth of the city's son, Hong Ting.

In the past six years, Maple Leaf City has survived without disaster, weather has been smooth, and its scale has been expanding and expanding. It has surpassed more than ten times before, and it is the first human race in the whole plain.

啾啾 啾啾 ...

A group of spirit sparrows flying from nowhere, all covered with gold, and a large group came flying.

Their spirituality is extraordinary. When they head straight over the city's main house, they suddenly pop and explode, turning into a bit of golden mansions, falling down.

Hong Ting is wielding the small sword in his main residence, and sprinting through the rockery while dancing.

For a time, Hong Ting's figure was not seen, but Jian Guang was in a ball, flashing like silver.

"OK!"

"Awesome!"

"Grandfather is really talented. This sword skill has only been taught for three months, and it has been completed. The weather is severe, it is really unimaginable."

The surrounding guards praised each other sincerely.

City master Hong Zhu touched his beard and nodded with a smile. He was so proud of his son that the shock was gone.

Over the years, Hong Ting's qualifications and performance have repeatedly refreshed his cognitive limits, letting him understand how superficial his understanding of the word "genius" was in the past.

Because there were too many shocks, Hong Zhu became numb a few years ago, and it became a matter of course in the following years.

Oh!

Just then, a crisp sound.

The silver light sword suddenly disappeared, and Hong Ting's figure appeared again. He held a small sword in his hand and split a corner of a rock directly.

Suddenly applauded and praised.

"Father, I always think that this sword skill is endless and there is a lot of room for improvement." Hong Ting's lips were red and white, and his eyes were like stars. He walked out of the rockery with a smile on his eyebrows.

Father Hong Zhu laughed: "You sword art is the cheat of the famous sword repair master Zhao Sansi, but you got it for your father with curiosity. You only practice it for three months and you don't look at it Already? "

Hong Ting blinked, and a cute sly flashed in her eyes: "Father, I feel it too. To be honest, this swordplay is also the same. I have practiced for three months and have achieved the essence."

Hong Zhu heard a headache and felt a headache again. The son's talents are too high, he learns everything fast, and learns everything to the fullest. This is good, but it is also bad. As early as a few years ago, Hong Zhu's foundation had been hollowed out by Hong Ting. He tried every possible way to search for other people's secrets to teach Hong Ting, but still couldn't stop Hong Ting's black hole. Learning ability.

Long term, how should this be good?

Just then, their heads.

The light spots fell down and quickly integrated into the minds of the people, most of which were absorbed by Hong Ting alone.

For a time, everyone's face showed great joy, and they were taught one after another and mastered all kinds of strange secrets.

"This is a fairy transmission again!"

"I don't know which fairy shoots?"

"We also want to thank the younger son, all of whom are blessed by him."

The guards looked at Hong Ting enthusiastically, and even Hong Zhu's eyes were a little complicated.

Hong Ting closed her eyes and immersed herself in the abundance of new knowledge.

Hong Zhu and others have already seen strange things. Even the people of Mancheng outside the main city of the city were just a little surprised, and they all resumed their normal lives and their busy affairs.

Visions and fairy tales are fascinating, but when there are so many things, it becomes common.

The immortals that happened on Hong Ting are no longer a simple concept, but more than flooding and numbness.

Since his birth, he was apprenticed by Long Gong, and he often shows signs of immortality.

Longgong is the leader of the heavenly court. Not to mention the eight-turned **** of the heavens in the heavenly court, the ten ancient schools in the middle of the heavens alone in Zhongtian are all behemoths.

Longgong received a lot of fanfare and didn't cover it up. Everyone knew what he meant, so whether it was Zhongzhou Zhengdao, Magic Road or Sanxian, they were very concerned about the growth of Hong Ting.

Hong Ting is a seed of luck, and it will be cultivated by heaven to become the future fairy. This is no longer a secret. Therefore, every once in a while, there will be shots of 蛊 仙 or 蛊 仙 's descendants, who secretly help Hong Ting, form a good destiny, and get familiar with each other.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for Jinque to spread the Fa, and there are various fairy tales and visions, such as the Legend of the Crane, the fruit delivery by Xiangyun, and the washing of the holy wind.

For a long time, Hong Ting completely absorbed the knowledge in his mind, but he frowned: "Although there are eighteen weapons training exercises, each of which is exquisite and exquisite, but there is still no way to open the tricks in advance. Father , When will I be able to open up my tactics and manipulate the maggots? These techniques of tactics are no more than mortal arts. Only by manipulating the maggots is the grandeur. "

"My son, don't worry. You forgot again, how did your master pass in the letter?" Hong Zhu and Yan Yue said with confidence.

Hong Ting raised his hand impatiently: "Father, I know, I know. Master is saying that although I can open up in advance, I have to be twelve years old. The time is not up, the chance is not good , I must not advance. I am very surprised, the master is so amazing, why can't I get rid of it now? "

Hong Zhu's face was slightly dimmed: "Son, your master is an immortal. You ca n’t understand what he thinks, but you must also obey. You have to understand that he will never harm you, just ask our parents for you Love is the same. "

"Yes, father. The son said something wrong, don't the father be angry?" Hong Ting quickly arched his hands, and he was filial to his parents.

Time passes and years pass by.

Longgong reappears, officially accepts Hong Ting as an apprentice, and teaches himself while walking around the world.

When Hong Ting was twelve years old, Longgong enlightened him. He formally embarked on the road of repair, because of the peerless talent and strong foundation, his cultivation was a thousand miles away, and progress was extremely rapid.

Not only is his practice, his experience is also constantly enriched in this journey. He has seen many people, from mortals to immortals, from good to evil, and his knowledge of life, heaven and earth is deepening and deepening.

He is chivalrous, he is jealous, he is handsome, he is resourceful.

"Master, I probed Xue Tudao, the wicked man in that village, right on the nearby mountain!" On this day, Hong Ting returned from the hunt, returned to the cave, and prospered to the dragon.

Longgong nodded and smiled, "Sit down, my soup is almost ready. This is the bone soup of ancient beasts, which will be of great benefit to your growth."

Hong Ting tossed the prey in his hands to the ground and bit his teeth: "Master, more than a year ago, I was going to work with Xue Tudao to punish and eradicate evil. You said that I only had three conversions, and he After five rounds, I ca n’t fight, I ca n’t go. Six months ago, I had four rounds of repairs, killing eight kinds of tricks, and taking Xue Tudao's life with great certainty. You ca n’t say ten percent, do n’t shoot. Three A month ago, I had changed my practice to five, and I only dealt with Xue Tudao's two or three moves, but you said that he should not die, and it was not time to eradicate him. Master, these evil people should indulge him again. How many innocent lives have been lost. It's time for me to shoot! "

Longgong put down the long spoon in his hand, no longer stirred the bone soup in the pot, and sighed, "You son, the opportunity is not here."

"I don't care about any good opportunity, I just know that if I don't do it again, I miss it!" Hong Ting was very determined.

Longgong shook his head: "At this time, Xue Tudao shouldn't die. If you forcibly kill it, you won't say it in vain, but you will also experience ups and downs and cause tragedies."

"I don't believe it! I only need one move to take his life !!!" Hong Ting raised a finger and stared at Dragon Gong tightly, his eyes burning, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames .

Longgong was silent for a moment: "Then you go, young man, try it."

"Thank you, Master Xun!" Hong Ting overjoyed.

"As a teacher, I just hope you don't be disappointed."

"How can I be disappointed! Master, please wait for a while, and the student will come back with Xue Tudao's head in a short while."

Hong Ting turned and left.

But the time of Yixiangxiang passed, the time of Liangxiangxiang passed, the time of Sanxiangxiang passed again, and Hongting was still missing.

Everything is in the eyes of Longgong. He knows that the time is ripe. He leaves the cave, crosses a forest, and flies to Hong Ting.

Hong Ting knelt on the ground, his face full of anger and remorse.

He stared blankly at the foot of the mountain. There used to be a small mountain village where the villagers lived peacefully and peacefully.

His eyes were flushed with red blood, and when he saw Longgong, he looked up with clear tears on his face.

"Master, I never expected that there is actually an inheritance of Xunxian. Xue Tudao just wanted to inherit this inheritance and came here secretly. I broke his plan and he used the power of inheritance Come to stop me, I fight hard, do not want the aftermath of the battle to cause a landslide, and actually buried the small mountain village. Master! It is me, I killed these villagers at the foot of the mountain! "Hong Ting cried.

Longgong was not comforted, but was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Are you want revenge? Do you want to get rid of Xue Tudao? Now is the time."

"Really? Where is he?" Hong Ting trembled and asked immediately.

"It's on the hill over there." Long Gong pointed his finger.

Hong Ting rushed over immediately and easily killed Xue Tudao.

"I'm not willing, I clearly have inherited the true story, but I haven't digested the results. I just died of death, weak and bumped into you! If you give me time, I will never be afraid of me, I can still achieve You Xian! "This is Xue Tudao's temporary last words.

Hong Ting stood silent in front of Xue Tudao's body.

Longgong's figure appeared again behind Hong Ting, silent.

Han Ting pulled Hong's dull eyes away from Xue Tudao, and asked in a very hoarse tone, "Master, if you said that I listened to your arrangement, I could easily kill him ... the people in that small village don't need to be implicated, right? "

Longgong didn't speak, but just reached out and patted Hong Ting's shoulder gently.

Hong Ting trembled and was silent for a moment before she said, "Master, I want to ask you, what is your fate ..." r