The thirty-two dead people are scattered everywhere in the Seven Peaks, like inconspicuous nails, hoping to play a fatal role at key nodes.
Pulling out these nails from within Daozong can reduce a lot of future uncertainties, but the only problem is that in Shen Yu's eyes... it's not enough.
It's like the leader of the depleted spiritual sea in front of me is not among the thirty-two people. Thinking deeper, among the seven peaks, the land of Qianchuan has arranged so many dark chess, so the most Who will be in the four important palaces? This is what Shen Yu should be concerned about.
The old man Yan looked deeply at Shen Yu and asked, "If I say that I really don't know, can you believe it?"
Shen Yu said calmly: "Letter."
The old man nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "A chess piece will always be a chess piece. For me, there is no need to know the functions of other chess pieces. However, there was a time when I was suspicious and even doubted that person. ..."
At this point, Yan Shen suddenly shut up and shook his head calmly: "I don't have any evidence for it. If I say it, you may think that I am making mysteries, so I won't disgust you."
Yu Wenwen asked curiously: "Who is it?"
"Do you really want to know?" the old man asked with a smile.
Yu Wenwen frowned slightly and fell into silence.
"There is no need to know. There is no point in not believing. If you believe, you will only be suspicious. The last question."
Shen Yu asked seriously: "Why did you choose to agree to the land of Qianchuan? According to the records recorded in Yuan Temple, you have lived in Qianjian Peak since you were a child, and rarely go out of the mountain, and you have no descendants or karma in the world. , Logically speaking, it is normal to have no worries and only focus on cultivating the Tao."
In that document, Su Mo actually spoke highly of the old man, who was a typical late bloomer.
Before entering the Dao Sect, his qualifications were mediocre, but his basic skills were extremely solid. In the end, he surpassed those senior brothers with outstanding qualifications step by step, and became the real person of Yuanshen, becoming the leader of Thousand Swords Peak.
Because of his youth and experience, his personality is quiet and tenacious, and he is the least likely to be affected by external objects. He is an old man with the greatest potential in the Seven Peaks, and his actual combat power is also extremely high.
What Shen Yu didn't understand was how could such an old man, who was supposed to be carefree, be willing to join the Qianchuan Land.
"Promise them..." the old man asked softly, "Is it strange?"
Shen Yu said calmly: "I have met many people. Logically speaking, they are practitioners who are difficult to convince others, but their final choices puzzle me."
Yan Shen clasped his hands behind his back and said: "Everyone has their concerns and concerns. To put it simply, it is to give the right medicine. Even the secular dynasty understands this truth. It is impossible for you not to understand."
Shen Yu turned his head and said seriously: "So what are the conditions for Qianchuan Land to open to people like you who have no desires and are hard to convince?"
The old man was silent for a long time, then narrowed his eyes and seemed to recall: "I was an orphan since I was a child. I was unknown in the peak. I only focused on practicing. Later, as my realm became higher and higher, I didn't know why I became a mysterious person. I took the first seat, and then sat there for so many years, with nothing to worry about in my life, and all I wanted was the great road. However, it is a pity that God’s will is like this, the realm of transcending tribulation is already at the end, and the fairyland is even more hopeless..."
Yu Wenwen asked: "They promised you that they could help you enter the fairyland?"
"No." The old man looked at her with a smile, shook his head and said, "But the truth is here, but the words have been exhausted and cannot be said."
"You are now a traitor to the Dao Sect. It's not up to you to say it or not."
Yu Wenwen said indifferently, the coercion on her body filled the space between heaven and earth, and the peaks on both sides seemed to have stopped, dead silent.
As Yu Wenwen quietly stepped into the upper three realms, there was no doubt that she was considered to be the top expert of the younger generation in the Dao Sect and even the entire world, and the unique coercion of a high-ranking practitioner also permeated her body.
Even though the other party had already achieved Yuan Shen and entered the upper three realms for a long time, Yu Wenwen still showed no fear.
old man's
A strand of white hair was blown up by the sword energy, but his face was surprisingly calm, with no intention of taking action.
Shen Yu saw this scene and said nothing more.
Although he can use the soul-searching method to retrieve his memories, he has never used these on humans. More importantly, it is out of respect for a true soul.
To take over the creation of heaven and earth with one person's power, to travel in the world, to form a body, and to overcome tribulations is already a remarkable figure.
As for what path I choose in the future, it will just follow my heart.
"Shall I give you a ride?" Shen Yu glanced at the sky and then said.
The old man was a little surprised, then smiled and said: "Okay."
...
...
The top of Qianjian Peak.
Two bamboo sticks flew out from the dense forest and then stopped in front of the two of them.
"I haven't fought with anyone many years ago, so I miss it a bit."
"Take some snacks, I won't hold back."
Hearing this, the old man smiled a little, but didn't say anything.
It was already very interesting for a junior in the Immortal Ascension Realm to say this to him, but Shen Yu's expression was extraordinarily indifferent, as if it was a matter of course.
The old man walked forward and held the bamboo stick casually in his right hand.
Shen Yu stretched out his two fingers and gently touched the end of the bamboo stick, which flew away like a sword.
With such a posture and expression, it is like an elder guiding a younger generation, and it seems that he does not take his opponent seriously at all.
Seeing this scene, his eyes frowned with dissatisfaction.
No matter how outstanding he is, he is only a disciple after all. Do you really think that my cultivation, Yan Shen, is so bad?
next moment.
Two bamboo sticks collided in mid-air.
The old man gave a soft drink, and his spiritual energy spread in all directions like catkins.
Shen Yu casually lifted his left hand behind his back, and his right hand turned into a Taoist finger. He shook it gently, and the bamboo stick controlled by spiritual power kept slashing towards Yan Shen in mid-air.
Bang bang bang!
The two extremely fragile bamboo strips were like tough iron swords at this moment, entangled and colliding with each other without any trace of breakage.
Yu Wenwen stood quietly aside, watching this scene with energy.
Neither of them used their realms, they just fought with the purest and simplest understanding of techniques.
One of them is a master of the upper three realms whose soul and soul are united into one, and the other one is even inferior to Yu Wenwen. Their fighting skills are like the return of thousands of rivers to the sea, returning to their original nature, which is extremely valuable to watch.
And after just a few moves.
"How is it possible? How can it still be like this? How can you be so understanding at such a young age?"
As time passed, the battle between the two continued, but Yan Shen showed an expression of disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.
If Shen Yu was in the upper three realms at this moment, or if he killed him with extremely domineering Taoism and Taoism, then Yan Shen would not be able to show such an expression.
Only in this extremely fair and pure duel, the other party's simple movements made him uneasy and extremely shocked.
After a few moves, the old man suddenly stopped.
"Are you giving up now?" Shen Yu asked with some regret.
Yan Shen was silent for a while, but the fighting spirit and vitality in his eyes that had not appeared in decades became more and more powerful. He smiled calmly and said: "The ancients said that you can die if you hear the truth in the morning. Today, Yan Shen is dying before I die. I can open my eyes along the way, so I will naturally continue."
Although the momentum of the two people was not great, they still attracted a lot of people's attention. Several disciples walked up from the mountain path below, and then they were stopped at the foot of the mountain by Yu Wenwen. They could only vaguely feel the presence of Taoism and the sound of collision. .
Half an hour.
An hour.
Three hours.
Time passes slowly.
The old man's expression was still so tenacious, and his actions became more serious.
Shen Yu still stood there, his movements casual and single, without any trace of trembling.
Again
One finger.
Yan Shen took the bamboo stick out of his hand and shouted: "Go!"
In mid-air, the bamboo strips drew a fast and questioning trace, rushing straight towards Shen Yu.
The latter's face was expressionless, but he raised two fingers of his right hand high, and then lowered them straight down.
Horizontal and vertical are one.
Tao gives birth to one.
Yan Shen's bamboo stick broke into two halves without any suspense, and then instantly turned into countless ash and dust.
Yan Shen was in a daze and vaguely glanced at the intact bamboo stick stuck upside down on the ground. However, he was not discouraged at all. He just smiled and said with satisfaction: "When I was young, I heard some teachers say that practicing sword fighting is an extremely elegant thing. , I, a Taoist monk, spends his days studying Taoism and cultivating the truth, comprehending the principles of heaven and earth, but he is a bit rigid. I didn’t expect to see you today, it is really eye-opening. I, a Taoist monk, are also equally handsome."
Shen Yu just said: "Let's go."
In the past three hours, the old man had already dispersed all his remaining energy and energy.
The oil is gone and the lamp is dry.
When the lights go out, people die.
Then... the only option is to die.
"Why do you want to help me?"
"Every practitioner who dares to practice is worthy of respect."
"Hmm...that makes sense."
Yan Shen sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, looked around, and murmured in confusion: "What do you want to do after practicing all your life? It's better to marry a wife, have children, and go home to farm."
Shen Yu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe practice is just practice and has no actual meaning."
Yan Shen asked curiously: "Would it be a waste of time?"
Shen Yu shook his head and said: "Practice for one month is also practice, and practice for a hundred years is also practice. If you feel it is a waste of time, practice less. If you are tired of it, just do something else. Whoever stipulates practice must practice it all the time, in this world Practicing everything?"
"Does everything in this world need to be practiced?"
Yan Shen lowered his head and murmured to himself, but his eyes brightened a little. He nodded and said: "Everything in this world is practiced, hahaha! What a man who practices everything in this world! Shen Yu from the Yuansheng Temple really opened my eyes. Vision."
Shen Yu said nothing.
The old man suddenly looked at Shen Yu seriously and said with a smile: "Back then, the man in the Land of Thousand Rivers actually only said one sentence to me. Monks in the world are like ants, chasing after them day and night, but trying hard to pursue the great road and failing. In this case, why not do the opposite? Choose to be part of the avenue."
Shen Yu frowned slightly and wanted to ask something else, but the old man shook his head silently and said: "You are already dying, so please let me save some dignity. Besides, it's nice to meet you."
Shen Yu said calmly: "Let's go."
Yan Shen lowered his head and closed his eyes, his hands drooped weakly, with a satisfied smile on his face.
The last words the old man said were only a few numbers.
"I don't owe you anything."
That night, the majestic spiritual energy spread across the peaks, and the old man's magnificent Taoist spirit filled the mountains and forests. The hearts of countless spiritual treasure immortal swords in Fenbao Cliff felt it and trembled slightly. In the following month, many disciples experienced breakthroughs or epiphanies.
Records for later generations.
Yan Shen, the leader of Qianjian Peak, passed away in the 18th year of Qianyuan Dynasty.
When the old man dies, his entire body will be scattered and cultivated to feed the world. The tablets and incense can be returned to the Taoist ancestor's hall.
