The sky is clear and far away, and the four poles are vast. At a glance, China is all in your eyes.
Above the nine heavens, thick white clouds float like immortals, and the clear spiritual energy cuts across the sky, making it seem like a corner of fairyland.
In the fairyland, a god blocked the road and asked the swordsman to borrow a sword. The sword's blue eyes swept away, causing the strong wind to intensify, causing the sea of clouds to surge.
The man in green clothes looked at the God of Yunhai, put his hands behind his hands and said: "I don't care about life and death with the sword, but I will calculate the cause and effect with the sword."
"Hmm..." God Man Yunhai knew what he meant and said, "The loss of Gu Yun, the leader of the Demon Clan, was the main culprit for the destruction of Xuanyuan Holy City."
Jun Xuanyuan was horrified. The Holy City of Xuanyuan... was destroyed? His position as young master is also... gone?
The guest in green frowned, his aura as deep as the abyss, like a flood of beasts waiting to strike, and said: "Did Phoenix Lord's injuries be caused by him?"
"Of course. This person's demonic flames are arrogant, and he is very tolerant and rarely takes action. I have been tracking him for several dozen years, but I can't find him. Only in the wounded body of Lord Phoenix, I found the special demonic energy left behind by him."
"Where now?"
"I don't know. However, that day during the Holy City War, the human race's sacred artifacts were lost and their whereabouts are unknown. This suddenly caused a huge stir, and it must be related to him. I want to take this opportunity to design a plan to induce him to show up and kill him."
Hearing this, the guest in green clothes pondered for a moment and said, "Why are you looking for me?"
The God of Yunhai smiled and said: "Ha... my friend Yue Guanshan once said that if you encounter a crisis in the future, you can ask the guests in green or purple for help. This is the time when you need the help of your friends."
"If this is the case, Qingyi Guest will do his best to help, but..."
The word "but" suddenly caused the atmosphere to change suddenly, and the sea of clouds thundered out of thin air.
"...Are you really the God of the Sea of Clouds?"
As he said a question, green light swept across the eyes of the guest in green clothes, and instantly turned into two sharp sword lights, slashing away. Yunhai Shenren didn't have time to react, and was struck immediately. One beheaded him, and his skull was severed with a knife; the other was his legs, and he was dismembered with a knife.
"Ah..." After the second slash, the dharma form of the cloud sea god and man was severely damaged, and while wailing continuously, it broke and collapsed, dissipating a huge haze, rising and gathering, and then turned into a handle of duckweed holding up the sky, revealing the hidden true dharma form.
Above the duckweed, I could see a swaying cloud, and the rays of light from heaven and earth gathered together, bursting out with dazzling red light, and instantly dyed hundreds of miles of white clouds like sunset.
At the same time, I heard a voice reciting a poem on the duckweed, saying:
"Look at the three thousand things in the world with a smile, and drink two big whites in your free time.
A duckweed stands on the clouds hanging down from the sea, and the haze disappears and the road opens. "
At the sound of determination, on the duckweed and in the rays of light, an illusory human figure loomed, free from dust like an immortal, without showing his true body. I heard him say: "I have transformed into an immortal, and the clouds of duckweed in the sea have disappeared. I have seen Brother Dao."
This is... the art of spiritual movement, a Taoist innate art! The guest in green clothes frowned, knowing a little bit about this person. He knew that this person was capable and had an extraordinary background. He pondered: "Hmm... Yanyunxiao, what is your relationship with Bai Yunsheng, the God of the Sea of Clouds?"
"We are both members of the Yun clan, and he is my brother." It seemed that the guest in Qingyi was confused. After the smoke disappeared for a moment, he continued: "Gu Yunmi, the leader of the demon tribe, is also a member of the Yun clan. Although the three of us are from the same clan, we unfortunately took the wrong path and took different paths."
"There are thousands of things in the world, and many of them are not what you want. I am not interested in the grudges between you. You solve one thing for me, and I will help you accomplish another."
"Fair trade, no debt to each other, Taoist friends are open-minded. Let me give you a guess. I just met Taoist friend Wu Gaimeishan. I am worried about the Supreme Dragon Qi."
The guest in Qingyi glanced at him and said, "Exactly."
The smoke disappeared and Shi Ran said: "This is easy. The Supreme Dragon Qi was born from the Qi of the Innate God Emperor. It was supposed to be supreme, pure and mysterious, but it lost its purity due to contamination with filth and turbidity, and became malignant. Only We must cut off the evil and remove the filth, and we will regain our purity and return to our original state."
"The evil and filth have attached themselves to the spirit of the God Emperor and have become symbiotic. Even if Emperor Xuanyuan comes in person, it will be difficult."
"What my fellow Taoist said makes sense, but I have overlooked one point. Whether the Qi of the God Emperor is good or evil, it is superficial, and the Supreme Dragon Qi is the fundamental key."
Hearing this, the guest in Tsing Yi pondered for a long time. He already had a plan in his mind and said, "Tell me about your story!"
Yan Yunxiao had already made plans, and he came up with them one by one, "So, so, so, so, so..."
"Can."
"Ha, by then, I will be able to help you fellow Taoist. I am in seclusion to condense the formation. It is urgent and I have no time to be distracted. Please take my leave."
"please."
After saying that, the smoke and cloud disappeared like duckweed, and the red clouds along the way turned into a wisp of light smoke, disappearing from the sky in a blink of an eye.
The people left, the clouds went away, and the clouds turned white again.
The Qingyi guest's fingertips suddenly shot out a sword energy, which shot out into the sea of clouds without a trace. He carried Jun Xuanyuan again, and the sea of clouds was galloping.
Jun Xuanyuan is flying in the sea of clouds, looking at the sky and the earth, looking at the vastness of the eight wastelands and the six directions, and feeling that the sky and the earth are empty and vast. Although I have many sad thoughts, I can't help but relax my mind and let out my depressed energy.
He said: "Sword Master, how does Yan Yunxiao know that we are bothering about the Supreme Dragon Qi?"
The guest in Qingyi said: "Knowing my origin, knowing my whereabouts, and knowing the information from all directions, I can guess nine out of ten times with accuracy. Your master's tricks are not worth mentioning. What's more, his spiritual travel skills are extremely advanced. , perhaps, he has long been lurking above the peak of the sea of clouds."
"The art of spiritual movement? What kind of art is this?"
"Taoist innate magic techniques allow people to sit at home and travel thousands of miles away. With cultivation reaching the highest level, one can travel across the three realms of heaven, earth, and human beings with a single thought, and know the world's affairs. It is difficult for ordinary people to detect, and it is extremely concealable."
"so smart?"
"Well... there are levels of skill, and there is a sequence of skills. The foundation is the most important, and don't aim too high..."
…
Let's say that above the sea of clouds, a green light sword energy passed by, thousands of miles away in an instant, and fell straight into the boundless sea of xue.
When some Xuehai disciples saw this, they flew to block the move and were defeated. The green light of the sword goes straight to the boundless depths of the sea of learning. When the disciple wanted to stop him again, a voice came from deep inside, saying: "It's okay, just step back."
The disciple said: "Respecting the order of the Supreme Master, the student resigns."
Deep in the boundless sea of learning, Confucianism is vast and righteous.
The green light sword energy flew towards and landed directly in a pavilion. A person in the pavilion took it and after a brief induction, he knew the information contained in the sword energy.
He smiled slightly, took a sip of pure alcohol, and watched the water trickling past the pavilion. The weeping willow trees beside the stream entered the water, and the waves were blown by the wind, and occasionally splashed with water droplets, adding to the elegance of the place.
He smiled and said: "The little knife energy can't stop it. There is no one in the sea of learning."
Looking upstream of the stream, you will reach a shallow pool. The water falls from a height of 100 meters, forming a waterfall like a curtain. Behind the curtain, there is a quiet cave alone.
The master of Taixue, Zhou Xuehai, meditated in the Cave to heal his injuries from the past, and said to himself: You are such a good minister, and you are not a son of a man. He bullied me into an injury that has not healed. When I recover, I will teach you what it means to be respectful to brothers, friends, and brothers!
He smiled and said: "People from the sea of learning are scattered in all directions to preach, and they neglect the classics and meanings. They are not as good as the mountains and rivers where there are many talented people. Each of the three mountains and six rivers has the best in Confucianism. I admire it for my brother."
Lin Xiangzhi, who was sitting on the mountain seat, drank a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Ha, praise me."
"It's a pity that I fought against Emperor Shutian and only survived three moves. I was defeated miserably. I was injured and couldn't go to Shushan Youlu to study. I'm so ashamed, so ashamed!"
Hearing this, Shan Zuo drank a cup without saying a word, and said to himself: If you can't compare with the development of the organization, how can you compare your personal cultivation with me? So what about the Emperor Shutian, what about God? When he comes, I can still block...one or two moves!
At this time, Jun Dihong came over, with a worried look and a frown on his face, full of confusion, and said: "Greetings to the great uncle and the second uncle."
The Master of Taixue said: "Emperor Hong is here. Have you finished reading "Confucian Theory-Governing the World"?"
"yes."
"Do you have any insights?"
Jun Dihong said: "I have thoughts but don't know how to discern; I have thoughts but don't understand the method; I know the reason but don't know the cause; I know the way but don't understand the power."
Shanzuo said: "The meaning of Confucian classics can be obtained from common people. It is precepts, rules, benevolence, and teaching. It can only be divided into reading, understanding, and practice. After traveling thousands of miles, you will know the world's affairs, and the truth will be self-evident. It just so happens that I need your help with something. Walking with me through the world may be able to clear up your confusion."
"Second Senior Uncle, why do you need my help?"
"It's about the world's enfeoffment. Brother Qingyi just sent a message, talking about the supreme dragon energy, so, so, so, so..."
After hearing the words, the Master of Taixue pondered for a long time and said: "If this plan is successful, the miserable state of China can have a long period of peace. However, the consequences will be endless."
Sanzuo said: "Give all parties some time, maybe we can find another way. For example, resurrecting my junior brother!"
"My nephew, Qingxiang Bailian, is busy running about my little brother's affairs. It is still unknown when he will return."
"Where are Master and the two seniors?"
"The three of them are in seclusion to practice in order to deal with the enemy in the future!"
Shanzuo let out a long sigh and said: "Oh, these are all annoying things. There are too many. Let's do it one by one! We can't count on them all. We can only count on Brother Qingyi to put in more effort. Senior brother, I'll take my leave. ,please."
The Master Taixue said: "If you need help, send a message and let us know. Please be extremely careful."
As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiangzhi on the mountain seat took Jun Dihong and turned into light and left.
