You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 260 A Glimpse of the Past and a Glimpse of the Future

The moment the boss released the dream spell towards Zuo Chen just now, Zuo Chen was indeed hit.

In this chaotic white mist, Zuo Chen saw the shadow of a little Taoist boy.

Very familiar.

This feeling from the past made Zuo Chen fall into it in an instant.

then……

Zuo Chen simply forced his soul into the spiritual platform and guarded his mind.

This dream has not completely dissipated, and Zuo Chen can still see all kinds of past events in his left eye.

But Zuo Chen's right eye could still see the boss.

A unique feeling that is hard to describe.

Zuo Chen could clearly see that in his left eye, the little boy in tattered clothes was looking at him with expectation and hope.

She seemed to be pulling at the corner of his clothes and whispered:

"Master, Master, what is your method?"

And in his right eye, the boss of Little Joy also had a look of disbelief, but also some strange joy: "Daoyou, what is your method?"

Perhaps influenced by the magic, Zuo Chen responded subconsciously:

"Some... little tricks."

Two people answered at the same time.

……

This is a memory that does not exist in Zuo Chen's mind.

I don’t know how many years ago, there was a Taoist temple on the Gray Mountain. The temple was not big, and it would be more appropriate to describe it as a thatched house.

There was a Taoist priest in the thatched house. No one knew where he came from or what he wanted to do. He might have simply thought that the scenery of Gray Mountain was nice, so he made a temporary residence here and settled down there.

He would go down the mountain once in a while to help the people in the village at the foot of the mountain deal with some things, or treat some diseases, or deal with some difficult thieves.

But he seemed to have no interest in anything in the world and rarely spoke.

Occasionally, children from the village would ask him questions, and he would just chuckle.

One day, a new settlement was built near the village. It was heard that the surviving humans planned to continue expanding, so they called the area Qingzhou and planned to build a city based on the nearby large lake, called Qingzhou City.

This is a good thing.

But the Taoist priest heard that some sneaky people appeared in the neighborhood, disturbing the lives of ordinary people.

The Taoist priest didn't want to care about this matter at first, so he thought about it from morning to noon, and finally he sighed and went to the unfinished Qingzhou City.

There he saw a team that was fighting against sneaky people.

He saw the team being chased all over the place by the sneaks.

He saw a young man about to be bitten by a female ghost in red.

So he took action.

He created the Thunder Technique.

……

Rolling thunder flashed from Zuo Chen's fingertips.

The thunder turned into two big palms in mid-air and slapped towards the boss.

The eldest brother let out a long cry and swung the hard mace in his hand repeatedly, trying to withstand the thunder.

But after only two strikes, the boss' wrist was blown to pieces, and the mace was burned black. He was forced to retreat several steps before he stopped.

A black wave surged out of his body again, quickly repairing the wounds in his body.

The boss coughed violently several times and looked at Zuo Chen with strange eyes.

He could feel that Zuo Chen was indeed affected a little.

According to Zuo Chen's level of ability, even if he could use all the means, coupled with this seal, he might not be able to hold out for too long.

But now he is accurate...

A little bit worse.

In this case……

You never know, there might still be a chance!
……

"Why are you here?"

The Taoist asked the young man.

"Don't look at me like this, I am also a gangster, I have done a lot of acrobatics," the young man straightened his chest, "after all, I have to go to some dangerous places to make a living."

"Yeah."

The Taoist priest didn't seem to want to care about the young man and walked away alone, but the young man followed the Taoist priest and didn't leave him even for a moment.

He took two steps, stopped, and looked back. The boy also stopped and smiled.

"Why are you following me?"

"Master, I think you have some skills, and I want to learn from you."

"I don't accept disciples, I don't teach anyone."

"I can serve you, I can wash clothes and cook, I can do everything a servant can do."

"I don't need these things, and I'm leaving, and I won't take you with me."

"..."

The Taoist continued walking, and the young man continued chasing him.

They chased him all the way from the unbuilt Qingzhou City to Huishan Mountain and the road up the mountain.

The Taoist used a magic trick to make the mountain foggy, blocking the way up the mountain. The boy simply stayed in the village, found a job as a porter, and went up the mountain every day. He did this for a year.

A year later, one morning, the young Taoist finally came down the mountain.

When he came to the young man:

"I need a disciple."

"I'd love to be one!"

"Only registered disciples."

"That's fine!"

"Follow me up the mountain."

"it is good."

From then on, there were two gods on Gray Mountain.

An old immortal with a clear and handsome face. He always wears a tall crown on his head that is not worn properly. His appearance has never changed.

A young immortal, learns the magic of Taoism from an old immortal, and practices the path to immortality.

……

The boss roared, and his body speed suddenly increased by dozens of times. He created thousands of phantoms in the air, all of which were laughing. Some were drinking, some were sitting cross-legged, some were lying on their sides sleeping, some were singing on the water, and some were fishing at dusk.

"This body should be free and unfettered, doing whatever the heart desires and acting as the mind desires!"

He pointed the mace in his hand directly towards Zuo Chen, and thousands of phantoms flew up horizontally and rushed towards Zuo Chen in hundreds of directions.

Suddenly, the rain fell slowly, and countless bodies rushed directly through the heavy rain curtain, scattering the vertically falling raindrops and even deforming the clouds in the sky.

With such a speed, it can break mountains and shatter rocks. Even if one is a True Lord, if he is hit by these clones, his body will be shattered and he will be forced to transform into a corpse.

Zuo Chen looked around, thinking in his heart, and suddenly remembered a Taoist method he had used once before.

It is a small stone replacing a mountain.

I haven't done any in-depth research during this period, but now that I suddenly think of it, I suddenly think of...

What would happen if this kind of magic was used on the seal?

Once he thought of it, his mind moved freely and he directly applied this technique to the seal in his hand.

Just as he thought, in the blink of an eye, the white seal, which was originally only the size of a palm, instantly expanded and became the size of half a mountain.

Almost covering the sky!

The heart moves with everything. At this moment, Zuo Chen suddenly realized:

The real name of this method is not "Small Stone for Mountain".

But "follow your heart as you wish"!
The index and middle fingers of the left hand point upwards, the right hand holds the palm of the left hand, and the big seal is horizontally across the back, with Zuochen as the origin.

Turn around suddenly!

Like using a palm-leaf fan to swat away flies, it simply passed over those flesh and blood bodies.

In an instant, layers of blood mist exploded, quickly turning into thick black ink in the air, and then falling in the air like rain.

The boss's figure was forced out directly.

Half of his body was smashed away by the previous blow, and blood, flesh and internal organs were constantly spurting out.

But soon, the black muddy liquid directly covered his wounds, and his body repaired rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"You're not allowed to get close!"

The boss felt indescribably frustrated.

Thousands of calculations and hundreds of plans, in the end, all turned into a pipe dream, without a trace left.

The dream formation that could have trapped other True Lords for half an hour could only make Zuo Chen's aim less accurate.

And in Zuo Chen's left eye, the young man had begun to grow rapidly.

……

During the first twenty years, the young man devoted himself to cultivation. The Taoist taught him some basic Qi training. His talent was only average, and his cultivation speed was not fast, but he was not arrogant or impatient, and he made steady progress.

During this journey, the young man once asked the Taoist:

"The world needs someone as powerful as you right now, so why don't you come down from the mountain?"

When the Taoist heard what he said, he just smiled and said nothing.

In the second twenty years, the young man became a middle-aged man. He had mastered magic and was able to use some so-called magical methods. He began to go down the mountain frequently to help the villagers in nearby villages and towns, and the people in nearby towns, and made a name for himself.

He asked again:
"Master, Daliang is thriving. I want to go out and help Daliang. Is that okay?"

The Taoist replied:

"No."

"Why."

"No."

The middle-aged man was silent.

In the third twenty years, middle-aged people become old people.

In fact, he doesn't have to become an old man. His Taoism is already sufficient to stabilize his appearance. Although he cannot live as long as heaven, he can at least live for more than a thousand eight hundred years.

He just felt that it would be a bit inappropriate if he had not yet grown old.

The third time, he asked the Taoist priest:

"Master? Daliang is currently considering how to overcome the disaster of the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Why don't you go down the mountain?"

The Taoist told him:
"I don't have much time left. I can't come down the mountain."

(End of this chapter)