Lu Caiwei left.
Xihai returned to its original calm.
Shen Yu did not leave, but settled in a house on the shore. The original owner may have left because he was aware of the danger.
This small courtyard is very clean, with a few peach trees planted in the corners.
In the early morning, the sun rises, and the peach leaves divide the sunlight into many large and small spots, making the whole yard look very peaceful.
This place is indeed a good place to wait for someone.
As the Nine Yin Formation was broken, the originally gloomy and cold courtyard became completely alive.
The Qingxuan Sword was stuck diagonally on the ground.
Shen Yu had been looking at the sword for a long time and was silent for a long time.
The 'fairy' outside the world.
This conclusion may be the most perfect answer for Shen Yu.
If his search over the years could be explained by 'immortal', many aspects would make sense.
If Taixuan knew the existence of this 'immortal' three thousand years ago, maybe he would not choose to ascend, but would have another choice.
As for Luo Hu, the nameless old man, they did not choose to break the boundary, but chose to merge with this world, and the 'immortal' would not take any action against them.
Existences that transcend this world, even when facing powerful practitioners like Taoist and Buddha, do not make any move.
Then how high will their realm be?
Shen Yu frowned slightly.
But why do these 'immortals' kill all the powerful spiritual beings who are trying to ascend?
Shen Yu thought for a long time, including Tai Xuan's memory, but there was no answer to this matter.
Many times, he even doubted whether the so-called 'immortal' existed.
And all of this was done by the founder of the Three Religions.
Because the spiritual energy of Linghuang is dissipating, powerful beings like them will also face the dilemma of regression in cultivation.
Want to prevent this from happening.
Either leave the spiritual wasteland.
Or, like the demon practitioners, kill all the powerful people in the world to slow down the dissipation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
No one can do the former.
The latter can already be explained by the rain of blood three thousand years ago, or even earlier.
The way of heaven, or the founder of the three religions, is doing this.
There is no limit to the human heart.
After practicing, that long life suddenly became countless one day, how could they be willing to accept it calmly like ordinary people.
More and more mysteries are covering up the originally somewhat clear context.
Shen Yu originally wanted to know his origins by finding the Qingxuan Sword.
But until now, the remaining sword body still has no answer.
Shen Yu can still find Taixuan's shadow in the long river of time, and then use his sword intent to kill many powerful practitioners in this world.
But this does not solve Shen Yu's doubts.
As the sword spirit dissipated, even with Zhang Xujing's sword intention, the sword body was only slightly repaired.
It has no effect on the sword spirit.
The spiritual wasteland is too big, and there are many places where the sword spirit of a fairy sword can be hidden.
After the battle three thousand years ago, Shen Yu did not think Qingxuan could survive the attack of those three spiritual treasures.
The dappled sunlight passed through the peach leaves, illuminating some tiny light spots on the Qingxuan sword, like a dream, but Shen Yu couldn't see any agility in him.
Shen Yu's mood was very calm.
After searching for so many years, he already knows some things. The rest, as long as he has enough time, will not remain unanswered forever.
Shen Yu slowly stretched out his right hand, and the light spots left the sword body and began to swim in the sky.
There was a breeze blowing, and his green shirt was swaying.
Qingxuan Sword emits bursts of light cyan halo.
Each halo seems to contain different sword intentions, but these sword intentions are illusory. When the halo is shattered, they disappear without a trace. If there is a sword cultivator here, they will definitely be able to see the extraordinaryness in it.
However, for Shen Yu, these sword intentions are just a lot of random understandings he had before.
Tao, sword.
These are two completely different paths of cultivation in Linghuang.
Taixuan learned the sword from the Tao and took both practices to the extreme.
In this life, Shen Yu came to Dao Sect. Even though for some reasons, he became the disciple of Dao Yan, the real person, but Shen Yu never learned any of Dao Yan's methods.
Because this book is the technique that Taixuan taught Zhang Xujing three thousand years ago.
In Shen Yu's view, any of Daozong's techniques are just a re-examination of the path he took before.
Even if his current level is too low, for him, it is a method for future generations of disciples.
Shen Yu looked quietly at Qing Xuan in front of him.
No one can understand what he did. If many people know Shen Yu's origin, they will definitely call him an old monster who has lived for thousands of years. Even those close to him will subconsciously treat him as a later disciple. He was respectful.
Having three thousand years of memory is an extremely terrifying thing.
That represents the firmness of the Taoist heart, which has been tempered by countless things.
Shen Yu will never have the vigor of the younger generation, like Li Yi who is looking for people to fight all day long, like Wan Jianyi who goes around slaying demons and demons, or like the younger generations of Dao Sect who practice step by step.
His body is only in his early twenties, but his age in his heart has already surpassed everyone in the entire spiritual wilderness.
It's a very lonely feeling.
Many great events in the world are just as big as grains of rice in Shen Yu's eyes.
To Shen Yu, those skills, magic weapons, and elixirs that the younger generation had obtained through untold hardships were just ordinary things that were dismissed thousands of years ago.
Just like the Qingxuan Sword in front of me.
If placed in Sword Immortal City, even in a holy place like Daozong, it would become a spiritual weapon that everyone desperately wants to get.
There is an inexplicable loneliness between heaven and earth.
Even the peach leaves bathed in the early morning sunshine seemed to be infected by this emotion.
The Qingxuan Sword exudes vigorous spiritual energy of heaven and earth on its own, echoing the figure in the green shirt.
One person and one sword.
Independent from heaven and earth.
Shen Yu's practice is different from ordinary people. Those barriers of confusion and the realm of practice do not exist for him.
Therefore, he never went to realize the realm or go into seclusion to practice like others.
As he said before, eating is practice, sleeping is practice, and even thinking about certain things like today is also practice.
Shen Yu's practice is a process of accumulating spiritual energy.
He only needs to re-accumulate the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his previous life until the lake in his heart is filled.
That can naturally break the situation.
Qingxuan Sword seems to be able to sense this.
Therefore, the light cyan light on the sword became more intense, and drops of crystal water began to condense at the tip of the sword.
Spiritual energy transformed into beads.
Shen Yu's perception was drawn by Qingxuan Sword in an instant.
It was as if he had returned to the scene three thousand years ago when he first met Qingxuan Sword.
In the courtyard.
There are many transparent long swords suspended outside Shen Yu's body, each of which is similar to the Qingxuan Sword.
These long swords were motionless, but they began to become infinitely long. The direction pointed by the long sword array was an eternal void.
Three thousand years ago, Taixuan was born.
The Qingxuan Sword looks proudly into the sky.
The two met in the eternal starry sky, and then Taixuan wielded the sword with his own body and impressed the Qingxuan Sword.
In the following countless years, one man and one sword killed all the ten thousand Buddhas in Lingshan Mountain.
It also killed the demon emperor's ambition to dominate Central Continent.
Also, the Demon Ancestor Luohou was trapped in Wanliu City.
But in the end, he was suppressed by the 'immortal' when he was fighting against the heaven and earth, shattering and ascending.
Taixuan is dead.
The Qingxuan sword was broken.
Shen Yu felt the years of three thousand years ago, and then slowly raised his head.
He looked at the peach leaves in front of him and said to himself in a sad voice that spanned thousands of years.
"Where is my peace of mind?"
…
Cultivation is ultimately a process of cultivating the mind. In addition to exploring the mysteries of the body, there is also the constant search for heaven and earth. When reaching the upper three realms like Shen Yu, it is more about cultivating the mind.
Cultivation of the original mind.
Those so-called cultivation techniques and Taoist techniques are more of just proposing a certain method.
Just like the countless meridians that circulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around the body, as long as you follow the steps and accumulate over time, you can leap to the next stage.
But when it comes to the upper three realms, many people spend their entire lives trying to understand their original mind.
Heaven’s heart is my heart.
In that locked heart door, some people rely on external forces, while others rely on themselves.
But in the end, the door needs to be pushed open.
But Shen Yu's original intention is determined.
Between him and Taixuan, between him and Qingxuan.
There are too many uncertainties.
Shen Yu even sometimes thinks that he is just an illusion created by Tai Xuan, a clone used to experience another great way.
When he reaches the pinnacle of cultivation in this world, Taixuan will appear.
Then he took away everything Shen Yu had.
In other words, he is the Qingxuan Sword Spirit. When he grows to a certain stage, all consciousness will be wiped out and he will become the sword spirit of this fairy sword again.
Therefore, Shen Yu has been looking for his own destiny.
But fate is always unpredictable.
Shen Yu took a deep breath, and his eyes turned from lonely to calm again.
He slowly put away the Qingxuan Sword and placed it in a package.
The sword intent that filled the world instantly dissipated.
The hair that had been fluttering on Shen Yu's temples began to fall down, but at this moment.
The peach trees that had faded began to emit bursts of floral fragrance.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to flow.
Think of the long and long time of heaven and earth.
On the bank of the West Sea, there are peach trees in bloom.
On this day, Shen Yu observed the sword and realized the Tao.
No one knows what kind of path he has realized, and no one can see his heart.
Three days later.
There is a ray of awe-inspiring energy coming from Xiguan.
Shen Yu slowly opened his eyes, looked at the elegant man in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Master Yan, you are well."
The middle-aged scholar known as Master Yan laughed loudly, pointed to the sky, and said: "I am number one on the Lingyun Ranking. I am afraid that I am the first in the world to know."
Shen Yu smiled and said nothing.
Yan Shigu stood in the courtyard calmly.
The two people's eyes fell on the peach tree at the same time.
