Peerless Taoist

The white haired old man sighed and said with empty eyes, "I lost, you can get this inheritance."

He is like a puppet without soul. As long as someone can win him, he can get a reward.

With that, a fine awn came out of the white haired old man's fingertips and pointed at the center of Lu Yu's eyebrows.

Suddenly, rolling memories poured into Lu Yu's mind.

This is a set of extremely mysterious array. If it is placed outside, it will be enough to become the secret of the holy land.

But Lu Yu's expression, without any joy, looked at the white haired old man strangely.

"Practice hard. I hope you don't neglect this inheritance." the white haired old man said faintly.

With that, a thick fog continued to envelop all around.

As if to disperse Lu Yu.

The figure of the white haired old man gradually blurred in the white fog.

Lu Yu looked at all this and suddenly said, "Zhuang Siwei, how did you come here?"

Lu Yu's clear voice echoed throughout the valley.

The thick fog originally shrouded came to a sudden halt at this moment, and then all of it dissipated.

The figure of the white haired old man reappeared. He stared at the landing feather: "who are you!"

Lu Yu looked at the old man with white hair and sighed for a long time: "unexpectedly, you are dead. Who killed you?"

Hearing Lu Yu's words, the white haired old man's calm face finally showed an incredible expression.

He murmured, "it's impossible. You've been..."

"I was not killed by Zhao Tianyin, on the contrary, he has been swallowed up by me." Lu Yu directly showed his Dharma phase.

Holding a magic weapon, the dark god and virtual shadow stood behind Lu Yu with dignity and solemnity, which made people shudder.

Seeing the ghost ghost shadow, the white haired old man finally trembled and said, "you are not dead, Youming Taoist king!"

In front of him, the white haired old man is an acquaintance of Lu Yushang I.

This man's name is Zhuang Siwei and his road name is Beiming.

In those years, before Lu Yu became a Taoist king, he once explored a secret place with a group of monks.

Unexpectedly, there were many dangers in the secret place. In the end, only Lu Yu and Zhuang Siwei survived.

Later, the two said goodbye. Lu Yu went to the netherworld and finally became Daojun. The two never met again.

When he heard the name of Beiming's ancestor, Lu Yu thought it was a duplicate name, because there were too many things with the same Taoist name.

After seeing the white haired old man, Lu Yu recognized that this was the Beiming ancestor he had known.

"Farewell."

Beiming's father suddenly began to tremble violently, turned around and prepared to escape.

Lu Yu stopped him: "don't go, it's not to kill you."

"Are you sure? My inheritance is nothing to you at all. You are a noble Taoist king of the nether world. Even Taiqian emperor is not your opponent. Do what you want to do this time. I didn't offend you. Don't find me."

The ancestor of Beiming suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said, "don't worry, I can swear that I will never divulge your news at all."

Hearing this, Lu Yu couldn't help smiling helplessly.

After all these years, the character of this Beiming ancestor has not changed at all.

Lu Yu escaped from the original secret place with strength, but the Beiming ancestor was as timid as a mouse. He didn't dare to touch any treasure all the way, but came out unharmed.