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The attack from the upper level had not yet affected the disciples below. After Zhan Changfeng followed Tao Tong out of the Tianzun Palace, he saw Shuo Yu enthusiastically competing with a direct descendant of the Wuzong on the test track surrounded by the four major sects. Onlookers watched There are many.
In another pavilion, Yu Sheng was burning incense and playing chess with a Confucian and Taoist venerable, chatting and laughing with chess pieces, while Lan Qiusheng and several other venerables were watching, concentrating and silent.
Zhan Changfeng did not stay. Under the guidance of the Taoist boy, he entered the mountain gate of Jianzong and came to Lingwu Peak to take a rest.
The Taoist boy was afraid of neglecting her and exacerbating the unhappiness in the palace, so he praised Lingwu Peak ardently, saying, "There are countless peaks in the Sword Sect, but there is one great peak that reaches the sky, and the ten most immortal spiritual peaks are all treasures of good fortune, and they are the deities." Lingwu Peak is one of the residences of the Second Generation Nine Swordsmen, and even the descendants of disciples who have the title of Returning to the Void and the Quasi-Sage have not been allowed to settle there."
Tao Tong's original intention was to highlight Tianzun's importance to her and show friendship, but Zhan Changfeng thought of another point. When she was first brought to Jianzong, she also lived on this mountain peak, so she casually asked, "It Which sword master’s dojo is this?”
"Ah?" Tao Tong looked at her strangely, as if he didn't understand why she would ask such a question, "The top ten spiritual peaks have always been the place where the second generation of seniors belong. Even if a few of them died or were reincarnated, they did not let the others People have settled down, and this one has been a no-man’s land since ancient times. It was named Lingwu Peak hundreds of years ago.”
Zhan Changfeng's eyes deepened slightly, "Really?"
"Isn't it? At that time, the disciples of Jianzong were all rumoring that Tianzun was going to accept a disciple, but there was no news later." Tao Tong stopped talking, seeming a little annoyed that he was too talkative and too busy to lead the way.
Zhan Changfeng didn't seem to notice his thoughts and helped change the topic, "The little Taoist priest looked at Jiansheng and wondered why the former Taoist friend Wenyouzi was missing."
Hundreds of years ago, when she first arrived in the Jiuji Realm, she was taken to many places by Baihe Taoist Tong Wenyouzi who was beside Ling Xiaozi, so she mentioned him in the conversation now.
"The young Taoist dare not be a Taoist priest. The poor Taoist Yannianzi is just like Taoist Brother Wenyouzi. He is a white crane boy under the throne of Tianzun. Taoist Brother Wenyouzi... A hundred years ago, when I was ordered by Tianzun to inspect the world and investigate the origin of evil, , unfortunately passed away." There was a hint of sadness in Yannianzi's eyes, which quickly disappeared, and she did not curiously ask why she knew Wenyouzi.
Zhan Changfeng recalled Wen Youzi's appearance because of this "unfortunate death", and then said, "It's a pity."
But that's all.
Just as the palace in the mountain was visible, Yannianzi ran a few steps first and checked the surroundings without leaving any trace.
No one has been up this mountain for a long time. Today, Tianzun suddenly asked him to arrange the Immortal Emperor here. He didn't have time to clean it up in advance. Fortunately, the large array in the mountain had the effect of dust removal. Every plant, tree, brick and tile were all in place. of.
"Please, Emperor, please rest here for a while. If you need anything, please call me at any time."
After he finished speaking, he bowed, and after Zhan Changfeng nodded, he resigned and went down the mountain.
The vitality of heaven and earth on Lingwu Peak is sometimes like drizzle, flowing into the heart and lungs, sometimes like clouds and smoke, transforming into animal shapes and galloping through the forest, with sparse shadows in the sky and mysterious synaesthesia. Practicing in a place like this will get twice the result with half the effort.
It's just that her understanding has exceeded the limit several times, and she has seen through all the truths of the universe, and has gained a lot. Practicing in such a precious place will not be able to help her develop new understandings.
Zhan Changfeng walked around the palace, walked to the top of the mountain, sat down cross-legged on a relatively flat rock, and went into silence to consolidate the Imperial Sword Dao pattern.
If the infinite principle is the form of Taiyan Emperor Dao, then the Emperor Sword Dao pattern is the protective golden light of Taiyan Emperor Dao. It is extremely sharp, casting its majesty and blessing it to last forever.
The cultivation of the Imperial Sword Dao pattern has made her Dao stem grow stronger again. If she had followed a more ordinary path, the Dao fruit might have matured by now and she would have entered the ranks of the Quasi-Saints of Ten Thousand Tribulations. However, with this Dao of hers, There is no one before, and there may not be anyone in the future. How to prove it is also unknown. Therefore, the progress is slow and it is just a small fruit until now.
Quasi-sage is far away.
However, after realizing the Emperor Sword, she had a feeling that she could rival the Quasi-Sage in terms of realm strength, perhaps because her green fruit was comparable to the mature fruit of the average Quasi-Sage.
This gave her a vague idea.
The quasi-sage in the world cannot find the road to becoming a saint. Are there two major factors, external and internal forces?
The external cause may be that the luck or energy of the Nine Heavens and Liuhe is not enough to irrigate a saint, it may be that a certain condition for sainthood is missing in the universe, it may be the suppression of the Supreme God...
The internal reasons may be that they did not get their heavenly soul back from the great road, they may not have cut off the thread of fate and completely get rid of their destiny, or they may have a low starting point and the path they are on cannot support them in becoming a saint.
The last result is the cruelest.
From the beginning of practicing a certain Kung Fu Heart Sutra, a monk is fixed on a certain path. Even if he changes his practice midway, he just jumps to another path. If the Kung Fu Heart Sutra cannot reach the end of this path, then this Monks are destined not to attain enlightenment from the beginning.
Does the path cultivated by quasi-sages only end at quasi-sages?
She didn't know, she had never experienced what it was like to stay in the quasi-holy position for tens of thousands of years, what it felt like to walk the path again and again but not be able to make any progress, but it was probably like the people of the gods sacrificing everything in the hope of gaining a glimmer of life. Fanatical and desperate.
put all one's eggs in one basket.
Zhan Changfeng took back her wandering thoughts and smoothed them out. She focused on the results and enjoyed the process. At least this unprecedented road now added a lot of fun to her and attracted her to continue exploring.
The sword intent on her body splits the sky and rises, with the potential to cut through eternity, luring the Nine Extremes into one sect and causing thousands of swords to roar in unison, as if they were afraid but also about to soar to the sky!
Master Xiaoyao Jian Guanguan held the trembling sword, stepped onto the peak, and looked from afar. Within thousands of miles, the sea of clouds broke away, and the peaks were isolated. At his first glance, he looked at the spiritual mist where no one had set foot. At the peak, he could only see the sword but no people. At the second glance, he glanced at his fellow disciples on several other peaks.
Within three breaths, the sword's power dissipated, as if its owner had sheathed it and left.
"excuse me."
Three words sounded slowly between heaven and earth, and silence returned.
Irrelevant Venerable has a straightforward temperament and his voice is heard in the forest, "One morning I was curious about what kind of sword the Emperor Changsheng had forged. Now I feel the power of the sword, and I feel heroic. Unfortunately, it is fleeting and I haven't been able to think about it carefully. Can I invite the Emperor Changsheng to perform swordplay with me? Let’s discuss and learn from each other?”
Sword performance is not a competition, it is just a sword fight and a sword fight.
Zhan Changfeng agreed, "The name of the Nine Swordsmen of the Sword Sect is like thunder piercing my ears. I am lucky enough to have seen it and I dare not refuse it."
Leng Ji's words came from another peak, "Since the Emperor Changsheng mentioned the Nine Swords, how can we pretend to be deaf and dumb? It's better for Senior Brother Wuchang, Junior Brother Wuning, and Junior Sister Shouzhong to be together."
"good."
