The sword intention of time?
When Xiang Shu heard these four words, his eyes suddenly froze.
She remembered that there was only one copy of "Divine Will", and what the author understood clearly was the sword intention of time.
Thinking of this, Xiang Shu asked calmly: "How many people have understood the sword intention of time?"
When Li Changting heard this, he secretly laughed in his heart. Xiang Shu was indeed a casual cultivator, and he didn't even understand the classification of divine will.
Little did he know that Xiang Shen was not the only one who didn't know this.
In the entire Dongzhou cultivation world, all the ideas and experiences regarding breaking through to the realm of divine transformation were completely destroyed by the Pantheon in the catastrophe 20,000 years ago.
This is why no one in Dongzhou has been able to break through to the stage of divine transformation in the past ten thousand years.
Although he smiled, Li Changting showed no signs of strangeness on his surface, and said straight away: "There are five levels of divine will, and ordinary monks who can use the third level of divine will to transform themselves into gods are the best.
If one can enter the spirit form with the second-grade divine will, he will be a top figure among monks. His strength is much higher than that of ordinary spirit forms. He can defeat a hundred people and dominate an area.
And the level of sword will is even higher than ordinary divine will!
In other words, a second-grade sword intention is equivalent to a first-grade divine intention. There are only rare beings in the entire Xizhou who can understand it, but the only one who understands the sword intention of time is Uncle Chen. "
Xiang Shu knew that Li Changting was trying to make a good deal, so he deliberately revealed more knowledge about cultivation without interrupting, and listened quietly, with a hint of thinking in his eyes.
The Sword Intent of Time is so rare, so the owner of the fragmented copy of "Divine Intent" is probably Chen Lanzhi.
This time point three thousand years ago was exactly the time when Li Changting said at Fangcun Ji that the demon clan fled to Xizhou.
At that time, there was chaos in the underworld, and it was not impossible for Chen Lanzhi to escape to Dongzhou.
Moreover, the names of Wanjian Sect and Wanmai Sword Sect are very similar, which can also support the conjecture.
Ying Changfeng also said that Wanjian Sect was glorious for a period of time in the past, and then it was reduced to a small sect. It was probably because Chen Lanzhi was liquidated by the Pantheon, so that no one protected the sect.
"Divine Will" was in their hands. They only said that it was the seniors in the sect who stayed, not the founder. It should be that Chen Lanzhi deliberately distanced himself from the relationship in order to protect Wanjian Sect.
Even in Wanjianmen, Chen Lanzhi probably never revealed his true name to his descendants.
Did the first person to become a god in Xizhou finally leave only a vague memory and then disappear in secret?
Thinking of this, Xiang Shu suddenly thought of the forbidden area behind Wanjianmen, where there might still be traces of Chen Lanzhi's existence.
"What did you think of, fellow Taoist Xiang, that made you so lost in thought?"
Li Changting's question brought Xiang Shu's thoughts back.
She raised her eyes and looked at Li Changting, her eyes a little subtle.
She was already 80% sure that Chen Lanzhi was the founder of Wanjian Sect. So, Jian Jue was originally a disciple of the Wanmai Sword Sect who was living abroad?
Li Changting was so stared at by Xiang Shu that he felt terrified and couldn't help but ask, "Why is Fellow Taoist Xiang looking at me like that?"
Xiang Shen narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled lightly: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that everything in this world, people coming and going, cannot escape the word fate."
Li Changting was confused when he heard this. Didn't this guy talk very cheerfully before, so why did he suddenly start playing riddles now?
Before he could understand the meaning of his words, Xiang Nian played another piece on the chessboard and said with a smile, "Friend Daoist Li, you win."
Li Changting was startled when he heard this, and immediately lowered his head to look at the chess game.
This sight immediately made his lips twitch.
Where he won, it was clearly because the other party deliberately lost.
But having said that, Xiang Shu promised him to take Xiang Jian Jue away, so it can indeed be said that he won.
He grinned and immediately stood up and clasped his fists: "Now that it's over, I won't delay fellow Taoist's treatment. However, Jian Jue is a stubborn boy. If fellow Taoist is willing to help and say a few words, I will definitely be grateful."
Xiang Shu nodded slightly.
Li Changting said no more, turned and left.
After he left, Xiang Jian Jueli, who had been waiting outside for a long time,
He walked in quickly, his usually stern face, but now his eyes were reddish, with a trace of bitterness in his eyes.
Seeing him like this, Xiang Shen couldn't help but chuckle: "Did you eavesdrop?"
Xiang Jianjue was silent for a moment and responded dully: "Disciple, I know I was wrong."
Xiang Shen was speechless and said helplessly, "Come here and I'll talk to you."
Xiang Jianjue felt awkward in his heart, but his body was very obedient. He walked up to Xiang Shu involuntarily, as if he was all ears.
After a stick of incense.
Xiang Jianjue came out of the back room with the brightest smile in the world on his face, and there was no trace of grievance at all.
He glanced across the front room and saw Li Changting standing outside the door, looking inside. He strode over immediately.
Li Changting was greatly surprised when he saw Xiang Jianjue's smiling face.
This kid has always been serious about his smile, so forget it when he smiles like a flower in front of his master.
When he left, he could clearly see that this silly boy had a resentful look on his face. How could it be that the rain had stopped and the sky had cleared up in just a short time?
What did Xiang Shu say to him?
Before he could figure it out, Xiang Jianjue had already walked up to him and said straight to the point: "Senior Li, I want to learn the sword from you."
As soon as these words came out, Li Changting immediately lost all distracting thoughts and stared slightly, "Are you serious?"
Xiang Jianjue frowned, "Senior, if you don't want to, then forget it."
With that said, he turned to Jian Jue and left.
"Hey! Who said I don't want to?"
Li Changting hurriedly stepped forward to stop Xiang Jianjue, but saw the latter looking at him with a smile on his face. He immediately understood something and immediately laughed and scolded: "You kid is actually teasing me?"
"Just a joke with senior."
After Xiang Jian finished speaking, he suddenly said: "Senior, how old are you? After I join your lineage, should I call you senior brother or senior uncle?"
Li Changting was dumbfounded when he heard this, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
What kind of ecstasy soup did Xiang Shu pour into this boy? !
After some nonsense, it was getting dark. Widow Wang and Tiejiang Chen's wife came to Zifang as promised, and the seven of them and one tiger went to the restaurant together.
The restaurant business was very lively in the evening. Widow Wang had reserved a table in the lobby. Not long after the six people were seated, the waiter greeted them and took turns serving food.
Luo Hai brought several jars of newly brewed wine and filled them up for everyone, but under Wang Tuo's secret signal, he didn't pour a drop.
Widow Wang laughed secretly as she watched. No wonder Brother Li went to the fourth child's house to sleep. The two relatives really didn't deal with it.
She did not forget that this banquet was to apologize to Li Changting, so she stood up and took the wine bottle next to her and filled it for Li Changting.
"Brother Li, I've surprised you today, I'll give you a toast!"
When Tiejiang Chen saw it, he immediately laughed: "Brother Li, Sister Wang rarely toasts to others, so you have to give her face."
"Here, why not?"
Li Changting was in a good mood today. He smiled cheerfully, raised his glass, and took a sip.
"good!"
"readily!"
While drinking and drinking, Fengfeng concentrated on the food in the bowl and enjoyed it.
He raised his head inadvertently, looked through the intertwined arms, and saw Aunt Shen sitting in the bustle.
There was a serene smile on her face, her eyes were sparkling, the wine in the glass was rippling, and the water was also gleaming.
This scene is so beautiful.
Fengfeng couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and at the same time, Xiang Jianjue was also dumbfounded.
The Master I see today is very different from before.
She seemed to be no longer the lofty Si Wuyue, nor the beloved Shou Ji, but just an ordinary woman living in the ordinary world, living peacefully.
After the battle, Master can take the opportunity to reach the top and stand in Senior Brother Jiang's position.
But Master didn't. She hid in the world and returned to peace, just like a touch of ultimate silence in the hustle and bustle, both in the mortal world and transcendent.
Xiang Jianjue's mind was shaken, and a hint of understanding gradually appeared in his eyes. The sword intention in the dark seemed to be
At this moment, it was a little clearer.
Li Changting was keenly aware of this change and looked over in surprise. He thought to himself: Can this silly boy gain insights after drinking wine?
This thought only passed by for a moment before he was dragged into drinking by Chen Tiejiang again. Luo Hai drank too much and was also enjoying himself, completely forgetting Wang Tuo's instructions.
Wang Tuo was lying on the stool next to Xiang Shen in a daze, looking at the people on the table who were messing around. He was holding a wine gourd in his hand and drinking sips at a time, with a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.
Once upon a time, he was like this.
The uncles and uncles in the valley don’t know when they will wake up, and Yue’er and the others, even if one of them wakes up, it would be nice to stay with me...
Just as he was thinking this, Wang Tuo suddenly felt a plain hand coming over and caressing the top of his head.
The loneliness in Wang Tuo's eyes disappeared instantly, he raised his head and complained: "Sister Chu, you are treating me like a cat again!"
Xiang Shen chuckled, "Your touch is much better than that of a cat."
Wang Tuo took a helpless sip of wine and let Xiang Shen touch him.
What else can I do to my only sworn sister, just pamper her.
This banquet lasted until the restaurant closed. The shopkeeper came over to urge us. When he saw a gold leaf handed to him, he immediately left happily.
Widow Wang and Tiejiang Chen were both drunk. Fengfeng's face was red and her eyes were blurry. She might have drunk a lot of wine secretly.
The remaining three monks carried one on their backs and walked back home along the deserted East Street.
"Brother Jianjue, you are so good-looking..."
The little girl was dishonest on her back and still mumbling to herself.
Xiang Jianjue, who was carrying her behind his back, felt his ears heat up. Li Changting immediately shouted: "Hey, Fengfeng girl is right. Your appearance is just as troublesome as your master. When we get to Xizhou, I don't know how many female cultivators are going to chase you." I want to be your Taoist companion..."
Xiang Jianjue's face turned redder after drinking, "Senior Brother Li, you drank too much."
"Did I drink too much?"
Li Changting laughed and said, "How could I drink too much? But the spirit wine you people from Dongzhou make is really good, half as good as the people from Xizhou like me."
Luo Hai silently carried Widow Wang forward on his back, and his lips twitched when he heard these words.
It is said that drunkenness makes people cowardly. Senior Li was submissive in the first few days, but today he speaks freely and offends everyone with just one sentence.
Xiang Shu walked beside Xiang Jianjue, listening to the two laughing and joking, with a hint of smile in his eyes and not saying much.
At this moment, she suddenly felt a touch of consciousness.
She suddenly raised her head and looked up into the sky, the gentleness in her eyes gradually fading away.
The uninvited guest finally arrived.
