For three consecutive days, Daozong could vaguely see several brilliant sword lights lighting up the entire sky thirty days away. Countless disciples were full of confusion, not knowing what was going on.
Since the return of Master Dao Yan, the Fourth Hall and Seven Peaks have become much quieter. On weekdays, even flying swords do not dare to make too much noise.
Everyone knows that the leader naturally likes to be quiet. But why in the past few days, such shocking noises came from the cave where the real person was located.
Many even speculated. Is it... that the real leader is about to face the catastrophe of ascension? As the person with the highest cultivation level in Linghuang, Daoyan Zhenren has stayed in the fairyland for hundreds of years. No one knows where his current state is.
Perhaps, it has really reached the point of breaking through this world. ...Qinglu Palace. The majestic man stood in front of the temple with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the sky in the distance, with no expression on his face like a knife.
The whole hall showed a depressing atmosphere. Chen Jianzhi deliberately slowed down his pace and came to the man respectfully.
"Master, in the sky, has Master Daoxuan and the master master ever decided the winner?" As the first disciple of Qinglu Hall and the next master of the hall, Chen Jianzhi naturally knew what was happening there.
When Daozong cleaned up some Qianchuan Anzi not long ago, there were many clues pointing to the old man who lived in seclusion and practiced in seclusion.
The master of Yanfa Hall. Daoxuan Zhenren. And three days ago, Daoxuan entered Tianwaitian alone. Chen Jianzhi speculated whether the master was planning to solve the problem in his own way.
A life and death battle. That's why he asked his master if there was a winner between the two, because this battle was related to the fate of the entire Dao Sect.
The majestic man turned around and asked calmly: "Why do you think that Daoxuan is from Qianchuan?" Chen Jianzhi was stunned at first, and then said in shock: "Could it be that... a few days ago, those secrets hidden in the door were there? Several people have told me about the identity of Master Daoxuan. What Master means is...Qianchuan is blaming others!" It's just a look, look at it, not to mention the evildoer Shen Yu, even Ye Zhiqiu and others have far surpassed you in cultivation." Xun Ju seemed to be very dissatisfied with this eldest disciple, Xun Ju's face was as cold as frost.
Ever since that guy came out of nowhere, nothing has ever gone well for him in Qinglu Palace. Many years ago, even though Shen Yu had his natal sword broken in public, he didn't feel the slightest sign of his decline.
But now, seeing his most valued disciple in his current state, Xun Ju showed a hint of disappointment for the first time.
No matter how disappointed he was, Chen Jianzhi was the eldest disciple of the Qinglu Palace and his default candidate for the next palace master.
Xun Ju had to put down his patience.
"Your uncle Daoxuan has been practicing for hundreds of years. In terms of realm, except for a few people, who can force him to do things." Hearing this, Chen Jianzhi felt a little ashamed.
Whether in Qinglu Hall or other peaks of Dao Sect, in the eyes of countless disciples, he is the most talented person in the world.
But in front of the man in front of him, he didn't dare to be unconvinced. Besides, I didn't even guess about such an obvious thing, so I don't wonder why the master was so angry.
Thinking of this, Chen Jianzhi bowed deeply to his master and said seriously: "Master said that this disciple is indeed a little too frivolous." Junior brother, take care of it. You go to the sandbank." Chen Jianzhi asked doubtfully: "Go to the sandbank, master, what's the matter?" Cause and effect, the entire spiritual wasteland, can only be solved by Lingyin Temple in the Western Regions. I don't want him to become the next Dao Yan Zhenren." Chen Jianzhi was silent.
He didn't know that the master still had such a profound prejudice against that person. Seven or eight years later, when the young man came to Daozong, everything he did was, in Chen Jianzhi's view, just the high-spiritedness of a young man.
In the eyes of any sect elder, he would be relieved. But it seemed that he was remembering what the master meant and had turned it into an obsession in his heart.
Chen Jianzhi opened his mouth slightly, then shut up, and finally said seriously: "Master, I know what to do." Xun Ju said nothing.
It's just that the right hand behind my back is a little tighter. …The morning light was slightly bright, flying over the peak. Many spiritual flowers of different colors are blooming, and a graceful figure of a woman can be seen swimming among the flowers in the distance.
Shen Yu sat boredly under the pavilion, wandering thousands of miles. Although the Tianxuan Sword was recovered, this sword is no longer the same sword as before.
Sword Spirit may have become himself. Or maybe it has dissipated. There is only an ordinary black long sword left, without the brilliance of the fairy weapon of the past.
At this moment, the man was wearing a green shirt, and his face was much thinner. Only his dark eyes still gave people a sense of distance.
Su Mo looked at it from a distance and shook his head slightly. Taoism practice starts from the first level of Qi refining. In addition to condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it also tempers oneself. As the level increases, the practitioner's body becomes stronger and tougher.
What's more, the younger junior brother is still a Taoist and a physical practitioner, and his physique in some aspects is almost indistinguishable from that of a martial artist.
But even so, exposed cracks could be seen everywhere on the body wrapped in the green shirt. Countless strands of black energy emerged from the bone marrow, and were then suppressed into the body again by streams of clear energy.
Every ray of pure Qi is the spiritual energy within Shen Yu's Qi Sea. That's why Shen Yu's appearance remains so calm and calm.
But Su Mo knew that the moment the Qi Sea dried up, the irrepressible cause and effect would completely corrode Shen Yu's body.
By then, the body will be destroyed and the soul will have no sustenance. Either enter the ghost realm, or take away someone else's body. Su Mo knew without thinking that his junior brother would not choose between these two options.
From the day Shen Yu went up the mountain, he recognized this young junior brother who seemed ruthless but also affectionate.
So when the female swordsman wounded Shen Yu, he would go down the mountain and return the sword. Then he returned to the academy and found some uncles to allow him to enter the Book of Heaven to repair his body.
Because Su Mo always remembered that his master once said: "Although a practitioner can live for a long time, has great magic power, and is a god in the eyes of mortals, no matter how many titles he has or how powerful he is, he is still a human being with feelings and sustenance. There is hatred." When a strong man from the fairyland who was about to ascend with half a foot said this, he seemed to be an ordinary mortal.
The fairy spirit and ethereal temperament on his body disappeared at this moment. It was also the first time that Su Mo saw his master's expression without the shackles of his identity.
"So, don't always think about entering the Tao or attaining the Tao. Those are the most fake things. If you practice over and over again until you are left alone in the end, what's the point?" This is the last thing Master left for himself before retreating. One sentence.
Therefore, for this sentence, Su Mo locked himself in the bamboo building these days, and almost all the tens of thousands of books inside were turned to pieces by him.
Fortunately, in the end, he saw a glimmer of hope. The corner of Su Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and he stood in front of Shen Yu and said with a smile: "You are not worried at all." Shen Yu opened his eyes and said calmly: "A few years ago, when I went down the mountain, I met a little loach. The little guy was very greedy for money and very timid. Xiao, but there is something you say that makes sense." Su Mo asked: "What words?" Shen Yu said: "Life and death are destiny, wealth is in heaven." Su Mo shook his head slightly and said jokingly: "Then this time , Your life or death really depends on heaven." Shen Yu raised his head.
"In the west." Su Mo looked serious, stopped smiling, and pointed to the west. "In this world, the place that is best at unraveling cause and effect is in the west."
