To the east is Jieshi to view the sea.
These two stone tablets were carved by the heroic poets of the Feng Dynasty on the shores of the East China Sea during the Dafeng period.
The man in white returned to his hometown, looking so dazed.
The crazy monk on the side is also rare. He is no longer crazy, and there is a little more clarity in his eyes.
At this moment, both of them were watching the old groom leading the horse slowly enter the city.
They feel different in each other's hearts.
"here we go."
The man in white has three thousand black hairs fluttering in the wind, and there is an imperceptible smile on his handsome and immortal face.
"A sword entering the Yangtze River can be like a dragon."
"If a sword enters the sky, one can become an immortal."
The crazy monk also murmured to himself. In his eyes, there seemed to be a golden Buddha of heaven and earth standing. In front of the golden Buddha, a flying sword with rays of light hovering in the void.
This is the demon of Zhulu Mountain who massacred the world a hundred years ago.
At this moment, it seemed that that step had been completely taken.
One step to the sword!
"Huh? Man, what are you doing sitting here?"
"How did you cross the realm of Sword Immortal so easily?"
"May I ask your honorable name?"
Wu Changqing had just wandered all the way from the Song Dynasty, crossed the entire East China Sea, and finally returned to Liyang.
Feeling the young monk next to him suddenly leaping into the realm of sword immortality.
He was obviously a little surprised inside.
Curiously, he knelt down on the stone tablet and asked the monk with a familiar expression.
"Heaven and earth are useless and do not enter my eyes..."
The clarity in the young monk's eyes gradually began to turn into chaos.
A look of madness reappeared on his calm face.
"Useless monk?"
"Are you Liu Songtao?"
Wu Changqing immediately recognized this crazy monk who sang useless songs.
He looked at the other party looking at him with an increasingly passionate fighting spirit.
Wu Changqing directly put his hand on the opponent's shoulder.
The stone tablet "Landing the Jieshi in the East" suddenly sank, shaking down some dust.
Liu Songtao's eyes were forcibly brought back to a state of clarity by Wu Changqing.
"you……"
The first person in the demonic path a hundred years ago was obviously speechless.
Looking at Wu Changqing with a sincere look on his face.
He has never seen such a master in the world who has no chivalrous character.
If this were the world of his time.
When masters like him meet, they will understand each other's intentions clearly without saying anything to each other.
It's a fight or a discussion.
One look is enough.
But this kid clearly saw the fighting spirit in his eyes, but he didn't interrupt his accumulated fighting spirit without any trace of master's demeanor.
Liu Songtao had never thought of being so thick-skinned.
"Don't worry."
"Don't you see I'm in an awkward stage right now."
"When masters compete with each other, shouldn't they wait until their opponent reaches the peak of their strength before fighting against each other?"
Wu Changqing patted Liu Songtao on the shoulder, shook his head slightly and said.
At this time, Liu Songtao finally discovered the strange state of Wu Changqing.
At this moment, Wu Changqing was surrounded by an unknown white light, and his aura was very strange and ethereal.
"you are dead?"
Liu Songtao's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked an embarrassing question.
In his opinion, the current state of the person in front of him was that he had no body and only a soul left.
It's just that this person's soul is extremely powerful and his spiritual practice is profound.
It has been possible to materialize the soul and reveal it to the human world.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Wu Changqing is actually no different from a normal person at this moment.
"Um...the body is temporarily destroyed."
Wu Changqing scratched his head.
"Lu Zu mistook me."
Liu Songtao obviously didn't understand what he meant.
Buddhism emphasizes karma and retribution.
Daomen is not the same.
Things have causes and effects. People in the three religions, especially the masters of Buddhism and Taoism, need to resolve all causes and effects in the world before ascending.
Otherwise, if you are tainted with cause and effect, you will insist on ascending.
Even if you become an immortal, you will not achieve the immortal body. Even if you go to the immortal world, you will be criticized by other immortals.
He only thought that Wu Changqing appeared here to repay Karma.
He is not the person who can compete with him at the top.
He felt that he had been deceived by Hong Xixiang, the reincarnation of Lu Dongxuan.
A look of anger.
Wu Changqing looked at Liu Songtao.
The yin and yang diagram of the coiled dragon appeared in his eyes, and he had already entered the foundation building, half-stepping into the "immortal" level.
You can already see through a person's karma.
He saw the shadow of Hong Xixiang in Liu Songtao.
Combined with the memory of Liu Songtao in his mind.
I soon understood the whole story.
"I probably know what's going on."
"You, Liu Songtao, went crazy for the woman you loved a hundred years ago. In the end, you were killed by the thunder and calamity sent down by the Heavenly Masters of Longhu Mountain together."
"The inner demons are difficult to resolve, so we need a hearty battle to relieve the knots in our hearts by having fun."
"Hong Xixiang is right, I can make you happy, but you have to wait for a stick of incense."
He comforted aloud, and at the same time turned his head to look at the city gate that had disappeared.
The old groom has entered the inner city.
The "main line" that Wu Changqing knew has been unfolded.
"really?"
Liu Songtao looked at Wu Changqing's soul state with some suspicion.
"Just look at it."
Wu Changqing smiled slightly, leaned against Liu Songtao, and sat down on the stone tablet.
Quietly waiting for the movement that is about to break out in the city.
Emperor Wu City of the East China Sea.
After thousands of years of vicissitudes, it looks like an immortal coiled dragon, standing across the coast of the East China Sea.
This place is equivalent to a paradise for martial artists.
Emperor Wu City is because of the existence of Wang Xianzhi.
Not subject to Liyang's jurisdiction.
Whether it is a repeat offender of the imperial court or a thief who has made many mistakes, once he enters the city.
It is equivalent to obtaining a life-saving charm.
Even Emperor Liyang cannot order people to enter the city and arrest people.
This is the rule set by the first person in Liyang for the world.
Nowadays, people come and go in the city.
The old groom holding the yellow horse looked so inconspicuous as he walked among the crowds of people.
When he came to the restaurant closest to the Hidden Sword Pavilion.
He took a deep look at the wall of the Hidden Sword Pavilion filled with all kinds of famous swords.
Among them is a world-famous sword named Huanglu, which belongs to him.
This is something he left here more than thirty years ago.
today.
He just wanted to get it back.
Or, leave your life here with the sword.
For His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of Beiliang, I sacrificed my life as a greeting card to invite the Crown Prince to join the Jianghu.
The old groom withdrew his gaze and tied the yellow horse outside the restaurant.
He walked straight into the restaurant.
"Waiter, warm up two ounces of rice wine."
The old groom sat by the window and called softly.
Not for a while.
It was the famous waiter with a rag on his shoulders who came running quickly.
The old horseman was brought a pot of rice wine with a rich aroma.
Said.
"Your Majesty, please take your time."
Then he hurriedly went to greet other guests.
The old groom was not dissatisfied at all with the waiter treating him so perfunctorily.
He placed two wine bowls on the table, filled with rice wine.
"His Royal Highness."
"Huang Zhentu gives you a final toast."
"I know the pain of losing your eldest brother."
"Originally I didn't want to come, but I wanted to cheer you up, Prince."
"Old Huang, I will give the prince some courage!"
Lao Huang picked up the wine and bowed in the direction of Beiliang.
Then he poured a sip of rice wine into his stomach.
When you drink it with warm wine, there is not much spiciness, just a refreshing warmth.
It warmed Lao Huang's bumpy journey and even more warmed Lao Huang's depression in the past thirty years.
"Wang Xianzhi!"
"Thirty years ago, a swordsman carrying a sword box challenged you, but a sword fell on this Scripture Pavilion."
"Today I will take it with my life!"
"Dare to fight!"
The voice is bold.
Huang Lao shouted angrily in the restaurant with a vigor he had never seen in the past thirty years.
Not just the entire restaurant.
That was an uproar throughout the city!
