655. Bright light is like me

Style: Fantasy Author: The prosperous Tang Dynasty has no nightWords: 2247Update Time: 24/01/18 14:57:44
The sky was broken, the mountains were shattered, and the rivers were displaced. Therefore, the four great dynasties in the mortal realm were also thrown into turmoil.

Then a miracle appeared, and the leader of the dynasty took advantage of this opportunity to win over people's hearts and comfort the refugees with the rhetoric of "the wise lord gets help from heaven". This may be the moment when the major dynasties compete with each other. The world's structure is about to change. Let's see who can succeed in the competition. , to dominate the world.

Pei Xihe didn't care how the turbulent situation changed. She followed her original memory and walked back to the small village on the muddy path.

More than three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, but the old Peijia Village still remains to this day. A new generation replaces the old, and the generations continue to descend.

She was born here in her first body. She was precociously intelligent and possessed spiritual roots, showing some extraordinary qualities. Then, when her parents wanted to sell her to a rich man, she grabbed a chance and escaped smoothly.

Pei Xihe couldn't help but chuckle when she thought of these things. She had suffered unfair treatment and many calculations because of the Kunlun Li family's targeting. She was young and had resentment and unwillingness towards Kunlun.

With her youthful spirit, all she could see was the small world in front of her. She had forgotten the kindness of Kunlun that led her to the path of immortality. She only saw injustice and did not remember her old kindness, which was really wrong.

But Pei Xihe did not condemn himself back then. Mountains are mountains and water is water. Why should a teenage girl be harshly criticized.

She walked to the entrance of the village, her steps were light, and she looked carefully and saw that she was not stained by any dust. There was a young fox curled up on her shoulder. She was so charming and bright that she could tell at a glance that she was not an ordinary person.

The chatting village women gathered under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village looked at her blankly, but within a few breaths, the bright-faced woman in front of them stepped into the village.

"Could this be a little fairy?"

"Oh, it must be the good fortune of our Pei Village!"

Pei Xihe didn't pay attention to their reactions and comments. As she walked slowly, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. A young child was hurriedly carrying a book bag and heading towards the school.

The leaves were flying under the green willows. She looked at the children, with a soft color on her face, and the twinkling between her eyebrows made the whole world be enveloped by the power of thought.

Pei Xihe closed his eyes and used his mind power as his eyes and ears to understand what he wanted to know.

After a moment, she smiled. This is time. Three to four hundred years are enough to change many things. During these hundreds of years, there has been constant pressure between the major dynasties, and the current situation is not stable.

Everyone knows that heroes emerge in troubled times, and as a female businessman navigates the business world with a delicate heart and becomes the richest businessman in the history of the dynasty, this "hero" appears, but the "heroine" also grows.

One of the dynasties, the Northern Qi Dynasty, took the lead in reforming the system. It took a hundred years to establish the system of female officials. From then on, men and women were established in the same court. Although the process was difficult, it had a far-reaching impact. The other two dynasties followed suit. Only the Chen Dynasty followed the ancient system. Women are vassals.

However, under this sudden change in the sky, the decline of Dachen has been revealed, but Northern Qi has the appearance of dominating the world!

Now among the children in school, there were five or six young girls walking hand in hand, which is why Pei Xihe noticed something strange.

She was quite happy to see this change. Maybe there will be changes again after the world is stable, maybe there will be men's power to suppress the women's group, or it may be that women's power is at its peak and an era of female supremacy will be established.

If men and women, yin and yang, can be balanced and equal, it will naturally be the path to long-term immortality. However, mutual decline and alternation of ups and downs are also a side of Tao.

She looked up to the sky, grinned, and disappeared from here with steps.

Leaving the realm of mortals, she crossed the vast Tongtian River and returned to the realm of immortality again. She passed the Tongtian River and went to Kunlun to worship at the gate.

With Pei Xihe's current level of cultivation, every place in the world of China is like walking on flat ground. As long as he changes his mind, no living being will notice his trace.

She came to the gate of Kunlun and felt that Kunlun was now in ruins and waiting for improvement. The nine hundred and ninety-nine roads to the heart in her memory were an acquired artifact, left by the Kunlun Patriarch to maintain the sect despite the previous catastrophe. The blessed land is never completely broken.

Did I only walk more than thirty steps back then, or was it more than forty steps? Pei Xihe couldn't remember clearly. She suffered injustice in Kunlun in the past, but it also changed her life destiny.

Kunlun was responsible for his negligence, but the Li family was the main culprit.

With a flick of her finger, the five qi of heaven and earth were condensed into a chain of laws. There were strange runes on it. It was one of the secret techniques of Emperor Song. It was a method used when she became the master of the Holy Demon Realm. Now it is used by Pei Xihe to cultivate Although the damaged Immortal Peak Lingshan can only last for three years, it is enough for Kunlun's spiritual energy to gradually gather and recover to more than 60% of its original value.

This was the end of the past. Pei Xihe's eyes flickered, his thoughts dispersed, and he moved to another place using the magic of the Heavenly Bead.

On the green mountain, with luxuriant grass, a large bluestone tablet is inscribed with the word "Mu Wan".

Mu Wan, who had become an early-stage Golden Elixir monk and had a lifespan of eight hundred years, was protected by the monks in the pavilion because of his status as the Master of Four Leaves. However, the invasion of evil species was too overwhelming, and even the deaths of the transformed gods and combined cultivators were not counted. How many, not to mention the golden elixir?

At this moment, the world has calmed down, and the Treasure Pavilion has begun to erect monuments for those who died in the pavilion. If anyone is lucky enough to be reborn from the sacred tree in the Jiuzhong Mountain, he can spontaneously overturn the stone monument here.

Mu Wan passed away more than ten years ago and had no merit. Even Pei Xihe could not find any trace of his soul. He could only hope that he had entered reincarnation, which was better than dying after being devoured by an evil seed.

She stepped here and was silent for a long time. She stretched out her hand to touch the cold stone tablet, caressing and feeling the inscriptions on the words. Finally, she withdrew her hand, exhaled softly, and left this place.

Life and death are unpredictable, who can predict? Only by standing at this moment can we have a chance to control the future.

The sad look in Pei Xihe's eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a ray of light, which was the fire light of firewood exploding in winter, the shooting stars that suddenly swept across the dusk sky, and the new shoots awakened by the sharp spring breeze.

Dominate yourself! This is the meaning of spiritual practice.

Pei Xihe climbed the steep and majestic Jiuchong Mountain again, traveling hundreds of thousands of miles in one day. She once again walked through all the places she had walked in this piece of China, and finally returned to the place where the clouds are on the mountain.

Two thatched cottages and a wooden house were once sealed by the master's magic power, so everything is as usual now. Heng Ji was also sealed in it by the master's magic power. It is a kind of shelter. After it sleeps and slowly grows, it will become a god. When she wakes up, she uses her magic power to strengthen it, which can protect this place for at least a thousand years.

Pei Xihe never left this place to go anywhere. It was no longer the moment of sunrise. The warm orange sunset was slightly red, and the sun was setting in the west.

She held a long sword with a cold edge and practiced the sword technique on the spot.

Stab, prick, chop, chop, sweep, tease, push, and cut.

The Eight-Character Technique of Tang Dao's basic sword technique is a move that was practiced day and night when I first started practicing swordsmanship. Then, from simple to complex, the sword energy was emptied like a long dragon. Every move coincided with the rhythm of heaven and earth. The light of the sword differentiated, the sound of thunder boomed, and the true meaning Suddenly, the subtlety of the Yiyuan Dao is revealed.

When the sun set and the light was dim, Pei Xihe sheathed his sword and looked towards the sky. His magic power surged, making the world feel it. He spread out a long step in front of him, which was the road to immortality, and he could go to the upper immortal world.

Pei Xihe smiled brightly, and a broader world opened before her eyes. She never lacked the courage to open up the future.

I’m visiting relatives, so I’ll update today (I’m going to my uncle’s house tomorrow, so I may not be able to update, so I wish you and your family a happy New Year’s Eve in advance!)