It's a wild day, and the snow is still falling.
Outside the cave, Fang Zhigu stretched out his hand, caught a snowflake and landed on his palm, slowly turning it into snow water.
"Two thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the world has changed dramatically..." Fang Zhigu sighed.
I can't even remember clearly. It seemed that it was snowing so heavily when I returned to this world.
"Fang Yin, you can't blame me!" Fang Zhigu murmured, "If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you."
Fang Zhigu shook off the snow water in his hand.
"When I succeed, I will protect the human race for you..."
Fang Zhigu turned around and walked into the cave again.
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Ganlu Demon Abyss.
In the cabin, a blood bubble the size of a fist was suspended in the air. In the blood bubble, Jin Guagua closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
"Ahem..." Wadana also looked pale at this time, coughed twice, looked at Chen Luo's worried expression, and said, "Don't worry, this inheritance is not dangerous."
Wadana sat down, picked up the dry cigarette, took two more puffs, and said, "But this kind of opportunity only comes once. Whether he can succeed or not depends on his own luck."
"If it fails, the Xiantian Sealing Toad will be dead."
After saying that, Wadana smiled again: "However, the Daqian may be almost gone, and it will be broken when it is broken."
Chen Luo didn't pay attention to Wadana's complaints and sat down opposite Wadana.
"Senior, you said you know who Fang Zhigu is?" Chen Luo asked, "As far as I know, he is only a hundred years old..."
Wadana waved her hand and interrupted Chen Luo: "I want to ask you, if there is no such thing as the devil, do you think Xiao Fang can ascend to heaven and become a saint?"
Chen Luo was startled, then smiled and said: "Fang Sheng's way has been distorted, and I have no way of understanding it. But with Fang Sheng's ability, there should be no problem, right?"
"Wrong!" Wadana shook his head, "There is a problem, and it is a big problem."
Chen Luo looked at Wadana, who didn't give in and continued talking.
"Xiao Fang discovered his problem when he gave up the Small Universe and started the Great Refining of the World, that is, when he was a saint."
“There is too much emphasis on heaven and neglect of people.”
"Too much emphasis is placed on etiquette, but emotion is neglected."
"If he is cultivating the Small Universe by himself, then it won't be a big problem. It's similar to 'the way of heaven is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs', which is also a noble way."
"But he is following the Great Refining World of Qi Luck, and the people in the vast world already exist before him. However, his principles do not pay enough attention to people and emotions, and ignore these creatures. This will become his perfect refining world. The final obstacle.”
"Everything you gain must be paid. The existence of these living beings in the Qi Luck Great Refining World allows practitioners to have a smooth journey, but in the opposite direction, they must also bear responsibility for these living beings."
"I think that Confucius wanted to take the road of educating the world before he could become a saint. According to Xiao Fang's own words, after Confucius, the person most qualified to carry out the great refining of luck was not him, but that person Incarnate as the Qufuzi who seeks.”
When Chen Luo heard this, he looked at Wadana.
The other party seemed to be talking about Fang Sheng's problem, but in fact he was also reminding himself.
The creatures of the vast world have paved the way for the Great Refinement of Qi Luck. If you set foot on this path, you must repay them.
"Thank you for your advice, senior." Chen Luo thanked him.
"I just said this casually, but judging from your expression, it doesn't seem to be a big problem." A flash of surprise flashed in Wadana's eyes, and then she smiled and continued, "It is precisely because of this flaw that Not only did Xiao Fang not accept any disciples after becoming a saint, he even persuaded several of his former disciples to transfer to other saints."
Chen Luo nodded.
No wonder Fang Li went astray in the end. It's because Fang Sheng himself didn't cultivate Taoist successors.
However, Chen Luo can also understand that people at Fang Sheng's level will naturally not teach others principles that they feel are not perfect, even if they have become a saint. If the Tao is wrong, it is just wrong.
"Xiao Fang has been learning and perfecting his own principles. He experiences all kinds of life, understands the warmth and coldness of the world, and gradually walks out on a new path."
"He concentrated all his insights and principles on his own treasure of enlightenment, and actually made the treasure of enlightenment give birth to a spirit."
Chen Luotong shrank suddenly: "Senior, what you mean is... that Fang Zhigu..."
Wadana nodded slightly: "If my prediction is correct, the Fang Zhigu you are talking about should be the weapon spirit of Xiao Fang's enlightenment treasure!"
"But..." Chen Luo couldn't believe it. How could a magic weapon spirit become a living person?
Wadana said calmly: "Xiao Fang was already in the eighth calamity at that time, and he is about to reach the ninth calamity, and he can also touch some of the mysteries of creation."
"Especially in the process of perfecting the truth, he also got deeply involved in the study of living beings."
"And all these gains are used as his principles and are condensed into the treasure of enlightenment."
"If the weapon spirit has a great opportunity and takes a big risk, it may not be impossible for him to do it!"
Chen Luo was silent for a moment to digest this statement, but he was puzzled: "Since Fang Sheng has entered here, then his treasure of enlightenment..."
As soon as the words were spoken, Chen Luo immediately reacted: "I understand!"
He looked at Wadana and asked tentatively: "Did Fang Sheng stay here on purpose?"
"I didn't have much time to think about it at the time." Wadana said, "I was Xiaofang's helper in fighting against the devil, and I couldn't leave. So Xiaofang moved his treasure of enlightenment out..." Wadana paused. He sighed, "Perhaps at that time, he actually vaguely thought that he would take the initiative to become a demon in the future."
"Xiao Fang left the treasure of enlightenment for two main purposes."
"First, inform the Holy Church of what happened to him so that humans can be prepared to deal with it."
"Secondly, if something unexpected happens to me, leaving behind the principles I have learned for future generations to inherit will also give me more confidence in dealing with the Yuan Dynasty in the future."
"At least there were several saints at that time. If we can digest his principles and start the great refining of Qi Luck again, maybe someone in the realm of creation can be born."
"I would like to ask, is there any news about the treasured weapon spirit of enlightenment?"
Chen Luo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile: "I've never heard of it."
"That's why I said at the beginning that I would dissipate its spiritual intelligence. However, Xiao Fang said that since it has given birth to spiritual intelligence, it is a living being and cannot be killed easily..." Wadana was not angry, but said with regret, "Just imagine, As a weapon spirit, how could he be willing to be refined by anyone other than Xiao Fang, the original owner!"
"Even if it is just Xiaofang's principle that is refined, it does not affect its existence!"
"If it just doesn't want to be refined by others, then there is no need to take the risk of escaping and transforming. It can hide itself or even leave this world. But judging from the result of its transformation into a human, its ambition is not just that. "
Chen Luo nodded slightly: "Is it going to be re-refined as a treasure of Tao in its human body, become the successor of Fang Sheng, and even further ascend to the realm of creation?"
Wadana let out a long breath: "That should be the case."
"Of course, it wants to be an adult, and it certainly can't do it on its own."
"The one who has the deepest understanding of the Confucian Way is Xiao Fang, so there must be other ways to help him. Taoism, Buddhism, the path of the demon clan's bloodline, and even the inheritance of the dragon clan..."
"It's the Buddhism of the Western Regions!" Chen Luo said, "That Fang Zhigu has a deep connection with the Buddhism of the Western Regions."
"That's right. Buddhism in the Western Regions emphasizes reincarnation, which is the way to be a new person..." Wadana also nodded, "If we deduce from this point down, many things will be explained."
"Hmph!" Wadana snorted coldly, with a trace of anger on his face, "Damn thing. The time that Xiao Fang worked hard for was wasted by it."
"hateful!"
Wadana picked up the cigarette rod again, but after looking at Jin Guagua, she put the cigarette rod away again.
"Since the traitor has this idea, after I and Xiao Fang leave, the first thing to do is to remove all the traces left by Xiao Fang so that the humans cannot trace it."
"This is also the reason why the human race has no more conclusive information about Xiao Fang's death."
Chen Luo nodded: "Then it lay dormant, looking for a way to reincarnate, until it cooperated with the Buddhist sect of the Western Region."
"Since it cooperated with the Buddhists in the Western Region, it must have borrowed the method of reincarnation to steal the blood of Xiao Fang's descendants and achieve human form." Wadana added, "So, the Fang Zhigu you are talking about may not be his. Reincarnated for the first time."
"In this way, it can explain how he, a mortal who has not yet reached the Qiankun realm, has such power and foundation."
Chen Luo frowned and suddenly remembered another thing.
When the Southern Wilderness was conquered, the wolf clan Lang Mie used the method of blood reincarnation for three lives to try to attack the emperor demon's inherited bloodline. Lang Mie once said that this method came from a Bodhisattva from the Western Regions.
But when he was destroying the Western Region, he never encountered this kind of method again.
Could this be actually an experiment by Fang Zhigu?
"But... there is something that doesn't make sense." Chen Luo raised his head and said, "If Fang Zhigu is the weapon spirit of the Treasure of Enlightenment, then he has mastered the most authentic way of Fang Sheng."
"How could you allow Saint Fang's way to go astray and become the weakest way?"
"What's in it for him?"
"This is normal!" Wadana smiled at the corner of her mouth, but then she felt something was wrong. She quickly stopped her smile and said solemnly, "Xiao Fang is too strong."
"You have to know that the Enlightenment Treasure is powerful because Xiaofang's principles are strong, not because the weapon's spirit is strong."
"Without the treasure of enlightenment, this weapon spirit may be nothing."
Chen Luo thought about it in a flash and understood the reason.
Just like a nuclear bomb, its strength lies in the nuclear bomb itself, not in the process of launching the nuclear bomb.
"Because the Treasure of Enlightenment is too strong, he can't refine it at all, so he needs to weaken it. To twist Xiao Fang's principles is a way to weaken the Treasure of Enlightenment. Of course, he will definitely retain some of the correct ones. Principles serve as a guide to bring order to the chaos after the refining is successful."
"If I guess correctly, the Fang family member who first misunderstood Xiao Fang's way may be the first reincarnation of this traitor."
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"But..." At this point, Wadana couldn't help but laughed again, "Maybe he didn't expect that the power of heaven has weakened."
"After Five Willows, there will be no more saints!"
"Even if he is promoted to the Three Questions, he is not strong enough to refine the treasure of Tao."
Chen Luo's eyes lit up: "So, he decomposed the treasure of enlightenment!"
"This is the only way..." Wadana nodded, "It might not be possible for anyone else, but if it is this traitor, it should be possible to do it if he spends some thought and time."
"It's also the origin of the peace flower petals you mentioned..."
"By the way, use other half-saints who have gone astray to help him with the preliminary refining."
Speaking of this, Wadana suddenly looked at Chen Luo with deep meaning in his eyes and said, "Since he has begun to restore the Taiping Flower, it means that he will be able to achieve his goal soon."
"Even if he just refines Xiaofang's Enlightenment Treasure, his strength will increase by leaps and bounds."
"Aren't you going to cooperate with him in this current situation?"
When Chen Luo heard what Wadana said, he was startled for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.
The tone was not serious, but firm.
"Those who rebel are just killed!"
"The devil is ahead, kill the traitors first!"
Fang Zhigu's crime was not that he violated Fang Sheng's wishes.
Ultimately, this is a matter within Fang Sheng's own orthodoxy.
However, he cooperated with Mantian and committed treason.
The sin is unforgivable!
"Sure enough..." Wadana nodded, "It's a pity that Xiao Fang is not here anymore. Otherwise, he should like you very much..."
Chen Luo chuckled lightly and sighed: "Even if two thousand years have passed, there are still countless people in the ancestral land who miss Fang Sheng."
"The holy name will not fall, and the holy virtue will be immortal!"
Wadana was about to say something else, but suddenly her brows furrowed slightly. Chen Luo also turned his head and looked at the blood-soaked pumpkin beside him.
At this moment, a mysterious bloodline pressure suddenly emanated from the blood bubble...
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Ancestral land, Mantian.
Under the night, on the top of the towering snow-capped mountains, a magnificent palace that looked like a flame stood above the wilderness. Above the palace, dozens of flaming stars flickered faintly between reality and reality, releasing majestic pressure.
Here is one of the three holy places of the barbarians - the Barbarian God Palace!
The Manshen Palace usually hides in the void, and only appears in reality at important moments.
At this time, under the Barbarian God Palace, on the snow-capped mountains, countless barbarians were standing densely packed with blood and energy.
Each of them was wearing a battle robe, with bloodthirsty expressions on their faces and full of fighting spirit.
Among them, the one with the lowest cultivation level is sixth grade or above, and even has a first-grade Great Barbarian Emperor level.
At this time, a rumbling sound sounded in the Barbarian God Palace, and immediately, the figure of the contemporary master of the Barbarian God Palace, the Three-Yang Barbarian God Ates, appeared in front of the Barbarian God Palace.
When all the barbarians saw Ates, they all saluted respectfully and shouted: "I have met the palace master!"
Artus let out a long breath, and countless blood energy suddenly came out from his mouth, accurately falling into each barbarian's body, raising their energy and blood power by several levels.
"Warriors!" Artus spoke, his voice was not loud, but it rang in the ears of every barbarian.
"The south, that land called China, is the place we dream of living."
"There, there is no howling white wind; there, just throw a few seeds and delicious fruits will grow."
"That's the place where Heavenly Father ordered us to conquer; it's the foundation for reproduction left to our descendants!"
"That's the place we barbarians should have!"
Listening to Ates's low and seductive voice, every barbarian felt his breathing become a little short.
"Six hundred years ago, we briefly owned it!" Artus continued, "Before this court called Daxuan appeared, we once set foot on that continent!"
"But, we lost him again after all!"
At this point, Artus's voice suddenly rose!
"Warriors, do you think we have failed?"
"No! On the contrary, we succeeded!"
"Because that battle six hundred years ago was just for today!"
"All sacrifices are for now!"
"The glory will belong to you!"
"Are you all ready?"
Suddenly, every barbarian raised their weapons and shouted!
Artus smiled with satisfaction: "Then, warriors, go ahead, kill, capture, and plunder your own glory!"
As soon as the words fell, the Barbarian Palace suddenly shook. In an instant, a stream of blood energy rose into the sky, and then spread, turning into a curtain of blood, covering the sky.
The next moment, this blood energy seemed to be connected to something. Countless silver light spots shone in it. The silver light spots quickly expanded and turned into moonlight pillars. They fell from the sky and enveloped every barbarian warrior. Then, the figures of these barbarian warriors Then he disappeared in place.
At this time, several more figures walked out of the Barbarian God Palace, each of them was full of blood and energy, and they all had the cultivation of the Barbarian God.
Soon, a stronger moonlight beam fell and enveloped them...
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Heaven, Daxuan.
Yuezhou, Zuixingcheng.
It's midnight, but it's the time when Zui Xinghe is bustling.
The ten-mile boat was brightly lit and the sound of singing and storytelling continued.
Not to mention, "Business girls don't know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but they still sing the flowers in the backyard across the river." At this time, the painted boats were entertaining all the outstanding scholars who were about to go to northern Xinjiang.
This is already the fourth group of people heading to the frontier.
The singer has no cultivation skills, she can only sing a clear song and dance for a while, wishing the gentlemen to kill the enemy and return home safely.
Among them, there are so many words that I dare not say on weekdays. Let me confide in detail...
"Well, Master is right, women will only affect the speed of drawing a sword." In the riverside restaurant, there were seven or eight swordsmen carrying long swords on their backs drinking. One of the young men carrying a long sword on his back looked at the drunken man. Seeing the scene on the galaxy, he shook his head slightly and sighed.
"Junior Brother Lou, don't be one-sided." Another voice said, "I am a woman, how can I draw my sword faster than you?"
The person who responded to him was a heroic woman disguised as a man.
"Senior sister, you are not an ordinary woman..." The young man smiled, "You are the famous Fairy Cuiyun."
"Stop chattering!" The woman known as Cuiyun Sword Princess said with a slight blush on her face, "Master is really serious, it's just that he himself is not close to women. Now our Shenjian Villa is better than Master Adamo The Shaolin in Shaolin is a bit cleaner, and there are rumors that the Divine Sword Villa teaches ruthless swordsmen!"
"Junior sister, don't talk about the teacher!" A man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old said softly at the top. Although the other party is young, the aura on his body seems to have entered the realm of the third grade. He has a calm demeanor, a sword shadow flickers in his eyes, and his whole body is like a sharp sword. However, at this time, his sharpness is deliberately suppressed, and there is no Edge.
"Being passionate about the sword is also a kind of practice." The young swordsman said calmly, "Sword Villa cannot help the disciples to be emotional, and there is no conflict between the skills and emotion. If you are not moved today, it does not mean that you will not be moved tomorrow. The teacher will never interfere. , but the swordsman should cultivate his mind. Whether moving or not, he must correct his state of mind in order to move forward indomitably."
"Yes, Senior Brother." Fairy Cuiwei was speechless. This Senior Brother was only half a month older than her. Why did she feel like she spoke like her father and was more serious than her teacher.
At this time, someone on the other side suddenly clapped their hands and praised: "What a man with a correct state of mind and an indomitable spirit. He is worthy of being the leader of the Seven Masters of Excalibur, Mr. Sword Pei Min!"
The disciples of Shenjian Villa all looked at the person who made the voice. They saw an old man who looked to be over sixty years old. At first, they thought he was just an ordinary guest. At this time, the other person deliberately let out a trace of his breath, and it turned out to be a second-grade scholar who knew the realm. .
All the disciples stood up and saluted. Pei Min took a step forward and asked, "I wonder who the old gentleman is..."
"Hahahaha, the storyteller in lower southern Xinjiang is San Luo!"
"Ah, it turns out to be Mr. Sang!" Pei Min's expression changed, and then he bowed again.
This San Luo was the first elder to go to southern Xinjiang and tell Chen Luo's book to the demon clan. After two years of accumulating merit, he has now reached the level of a second-grade scholar.
"Why did the old gentleman come here?" Pei Min asked Sang Luo respectfully as he led Sang Luo to sit next to them.
"When the war started in the north, I am a human race and have been facing national disaster since then." Sang Luo said, "When passing through this city, I thought that Xie Xiaoyou was also here, so I came to visit."
"Mr. Sang, you are here at an unlucky time." Cuiwei Fairy Yin Linglong said while adding wine, "Teacher followed the Master and Grand Master to discuss Taoism with the Fang family, and gained something. Now he is in retreat!"
"Our brothers and sisters are planning to go north tomorrow, and we won't wait for Master."
"Oh?" A smile appeared on Sang Luo's face, "Xie Xiaoyou is about to travel thousands of miles?"
"Hahahaha, it's great to congratulate the human race for having a sword god!"
Pei Min was about to speak modestly for his teacher when he suddenly frowned, turned his head and looked outside the restaurant. The sangong slowed down a bit, but also turned his head and looked at the night sky outside.
"Old sir, did you notice anything?" Pei Min asked.
"Blood energy!" Sang Luo said in a low voice, "It's the blood energy of the barbarians!"
As soon as San Luo finished speaking, he saw countless moonlight beams appearing and falling from the sky. The next moment, the beams of light dissipated, revealing the figures of four-handed barbarians. These barbarians shouted loudly and rushed towards the still stunned crowd.
"Barbarian!" Pei Min's sword energy was no longer suppressed and was suddenly released. His whole body was like an unsheathed sword.
"Defend the city, respond to the enemy!" Pei Min shouted, taking the lead to rush into the restaurant with his sword, and kill the barbarians who descended from the moonlight. The other people were not slow to react, and drew their swords almost at the same time, following closely behind.
San Luo also wanted to follow, but he paused and locked his eyes on a more intense moonlight beam, and saw a second-grade barbarian king walking out of it.
San Luo snorted coldly, stepped forward, and flashed in front of the other party.
"Enemy attack!" A magnificent tongue-splitting spring thunder sounded from the city lord's palace, and figures flew out from every corner of the city.
The next moment, on the painted boat, a series of majestic righteousness soared into the sky, and countless figures rushed out from the painted boat to intercept the moonlight beams.
Without any warning, a sudden war suddenly started.
Almost in an instant, Zuixing City, which was originally peaceful and peaceful, fell into the flames of war.
After the barbarians arrived, they almost indiscriminately killed everyone they saw, threw away the treasures they carried with them, and set fire to every house.
For a time, there were fires everywhere, and the sounds of wailing, fighting, and calls for help could be heard all the time.
…
However, the same situation happened all over Daxuan at the same time!
