As expected.
the next day.
A letter of war was sent to the Holy Capital all the way from Xingyue Island in the East China Sea.
Five horned dragons came from the East China Sea, moving clouds and raining with great force.
The leader, the horned dragon, held the letter of challenge in his mouth and threw it in front of Hongchen Diaoyu Shop.
He opened his mouth and spoke loudly to everyone around him: "On the second day of February, on the shores of the East China Sea, at the Longmen Grottoes, Ao Bai of Xingyue Island challenged the genius of the Zhou Dynasty - the Sword Demon Yang Gang, until death!"
Yang Gang stood in front of the store.
He reached out to catch the fallen letter of challenge with a sneer on his face.
The sky in Shengjing was changing, and it started to rain lightly.
The whole capital heard the horned dragon's voice and was immediately in an uproar.
The Dragon Clan of Xingyue Island is so grand and wants to challenge the new mythical genius! In a place like Shengjing...are they crazy?
Just then.
A sword light suddenly rose from the northwest corner of the Holy Capital, like a winding spiritual snake in the rain curtain, flying to the heads of five horned dragons.
The sword light and the spirit snake circled.
Suddenly.
Five ferocious dragon heads flew into the air, and the dragon's blood rained down on the ground.
"If you disturb the important place of the Holy Capital, you should be killed." The calm voice contained endless evil energy.
Yang Gang raised his head and looked northwest of Shengjing.
Qingyun Pavilion?
After so many days, it was time for me to report to Qingyun Pavilion.
immediately.
He looked at the Dragon Clan War Book in his hand with a serious look.
"February 2, will the dragon raise its head?"
As soon as I entered the fairyland, I couldn’t wait to die. As expected of...the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea!
The wind and rain in the sky gradually stopped.
Yang Gang stood quietly in front of the door.
The dragon's blood dyed the road to the store's entrance red, and no one around dared to approach it.
Until a figure slowly walked towards the end of the street.
The visitor was wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat.
In his hand he held a slender sword with a bamboo sheath.
Like a charlatan killer, a swordsman who never touches his body.
He slowly walked to Yang Gang.
Yang Gang's eyes fell on the visitor's sword, and his expression moved slightly.
"How about this sword?" the visitor said quietly.
The voice was just like that of the mysterious man who killed five dragons with one sword in the sky.
"Good sword."
Yang Gang cupped his fists and saluted, "Yang Gang, I have met senior brother Qingyunge."
"Li Jin."
The swordsman in coir raincoat calmly announced his name.
Yang Gang was suddenly surprised: "Twenty years ago, the first person in Qingyun's fight for crossing, Xiaoyu Sword Immortal, Li Jin?"
"It's Xiaoyu Swordsman." Li Jin corrected.
Subsequently.
He said calmly: "Qingyun is the best, I am not as good as you."
Back then, he swept everything on the Qingyun Ferry, and finally made the Holy Lord issue the talisman, and the Qingyun Road was revealed.
Li Jin stepped on the clouds and climbed up, but failed at the second level.
Compared with Yang Gang, a Qingyun boy who was personally recognized by Qingyun rank, he was indeed inferior.
"Senior Brother Li is joking."
Yang Gang stepped aside and wanted to invite Li to sit in the shop.
Xindao was the Drizzle Swordsman back then, but now that he has entered the fairyland, isn't he the Drizzle Sword Master?
"No need."
Li Jin held Xiaoyu Sword in his arms and said, "It's been more than half a month since the Qingyun Battle ended. The Dragon Clan's War Letter has arrived. It's time for you to go to Qingyun Pavilion."
"Yang Gang is about to go, please trouble Brother Li." Yang Gang smiled.
In the eyes of Qingyun Pavilion, it seemed that he had never thought that he would avoid the battle.
This is the spirit of the geniuses of Shinhwa, and also the spirit of all the geniuses of Qingyun Pavilion!
They believe that people who are the same as themselves, or even better people, cannot be timid.
"Then please."
Yang Gang stretched out his hand to signal Li Jin to go first.
"Please." Li Jin nodded coldly.
The two stepped over the five ferocious dragon heads and immediately headed towards Qingyun Pavilion in the north of the city.
Qingyun Pavilion.
Located in the north of Shengjing, on a high peak.
At the top of the peak, there stands a hundred-foot tall building, facing the three thousand-foot Qingyun Mountain outside the city.
There is an old man sweeping the floor in front of the door.
There are old people who look after the door, some who grow vegetables, and some who bask in the sun.
There are also old couples who get into red-faced arguments over trivial matters.
Only a young man was missing.
Suddenly.
That aura of superiority was completely broken in Yang Gang's heart.
"This is Qingyun Pavilion?" Yang Gang was stunned.
Why is this Qingyun Pavilion the same as a nursing home?
Subsequently.
He looked at the old people carefully and felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't see through any of these old guys' cultivation.
"It turns out...this is Qingyun Pavilion."
Yang Gang suddenly understood, and followed Li Jin to carefully bypass the old people and step into the 100-foot tall building of Qingyun Pavilion.
When his figure disappears.
All the old guys suddenly stopped moving.
They gathered around quietly and started talking furtively.
"Old Zhao, what do you think?"
"Not bad, I am half as charming as I was back then."
"Stop bragging!"
"The Mythical Genius has not been born for five hundred years. His future achievements are beyond the imagination of us old guys."
"Haha~~ The last mythical genius died in the middle of seeking the truth."
"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense. I went deep into the realm of hundreds of thousands of demons alone, trying to kill millions of demons... A genius who died young is not a genius." The old man who grew vegetables said: "Do you think he will kill that little dragon this time? How many moves?"
"Three swords."
"I think five knives."
"I think one knife is enough..."
"You can't rely on it. The old dragon on Xingyue Island will definitely equip the little white dragon with full armor this time. It's extraordinary and can be compared to the mortal immortal!"
"Then three swords."
"Ha~~~" The old man basking in the sun at the door moved the books from his face.
He looked at the golden crow leaping in the sky and laughed silently.
"One sword? Three swords... With the ferocity of this kid, how do I think it's not how many swords he can kill this time, but how many swords he wants to kill? Xingyue Island, the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea... The calamity is about to happen. How can I still kill him? I have no idea!”
Step into Qingyun Pavilion.
The scenery in front of me suddenly changed.
Yang Gangru entered a blue galaxy.
Underfoot is the void of the universe, with nowhere to stay. There are dots of stars ahead, converging into a blue galaxy.
"this……"
Yang Gang was a little surprised.
This Qingyun Pavilion is like a small world, a cave world similar to Qingyun Road.
What meets the eye.
On the blue galaxy, every starlight is an illusory figure, recording a person's life.
"This is the Qingyun Cabinet."
Li Jin's voice sounded beside him.
He held the Xiaoyu Sword and stood quietly in the void.
"There is no distinction between superior and inferior in Qingyun Pavilion. The geniuses in the pavilion are all Taoist friends. Each of them left their own Taoist charm in Qingyun Pavilion, discussed Tao with martial arts, and learned from each other's strengths."
"Most of the people whose names are left in the pavilion are scattered all over the world, or they have achieved enlightenment in the ancient forests of the fairy mountains. Or they have struggled in the world of mortals to understand life..."
"Only a few people who have achieved success in teaching are granted the title of Heavenly Master and Divine General by the Immortal Dynasty, and enjoy the enshrinement of the Immortal Dynasty."
"Above the Eight Departments, outside the system, his status is transcendent."
Li Jin turned to look at Yang Gang and said, "Do you understand now why we let you open a shop outside and didn't come to Qingyun Pavilion to report on your work for half a month?"
"Junior brother understands."
Yang Gang arched his hands, feeling happy in his heart.
He really liked the way Qingyun Pavilion operated!
"Look -" Li Jin suddenly opened his hand and led.
Suddenly, the sky was full of blue stars, falling from the sky.
Turned into books.
"When you enter Qingyun Pavilion, you can not only go to the Qingyun Galaxy, but also use your own way to discuss the Tao with the sages and sages of the past and present. The world's classics collected by our sages and predecessors over the countless years are also one of the foundations of my Qingyun Pavilion."
"Here are the exercises for the three realms of body refining, true power, and soul. There are also Ksitigarbha scriptures that point directly to the ultimate immortal realm of the earth, and can be cultivated to become mortal immortals, or even earthly immortals."
"These classics are all-encompassing, including the magic of evading armor, the art of moving and changing, the ability to open one's eyes and listen to the gods, and the ability to summon wind and rain..."
Li Jin looked at Yang Gang's expression and said quietly.
"so much?"
Yang Gang frowned.
Qingyun Pavilion has so many techniques, why is it unknown to the outside world and there are not a few famous immortals.
At this time.
Li Jin said again:
"When you first enter Qingyun Pavilion, you can choose three things at will as a way to protect yourself."
Suddenly.
The sky is filled with starlight, divided into various levels of white, cyan, blue, purple and gold. It seems to correspond to the levels of various life classes, quietly waiting for Yang Gang to choose.
"Three things..."
Yang Gang looked at the stars in the sky, but did not take action immediately.
Instead, he fell into deep thought.
Seeing this, Li Jin's face hidden under the bamboo hat couldn't help but smile silently.
"good!"
He praised in his heart, and then said: "Junior Brother Yang, do you know the difference between 'Tao' and 'Shu'?"
"Tao? Technique?"
Yang Gang was stunned by the question.
Immediately, there was a loud bang in my heart, Daxue Mountain Demon God's Bone-Forming Technique, Demon God's Nine Transformations... Burning Sky Six Swords, Shanhai, Yuanshen, Zuowang, Demon Tribulation, Qingyun... and the Love-Severing Heart Art...
These skills are what he relies on to settle down and live his life. It seems to be what Li Jin said about getting close to one's body...
It is also the foundation of his cultivation.
But, what is Tao? What is technique?
They are both like art and Tao.
Suddenly.
Yang Gang's eyes flashed with a bright light.
The figure on the Zuiwangtian Monument came to mind, as if he was standing on the other side of the sea of suffering, diligently practicing the "Ziuwangyi Dao" in the fairyland.
"I see!"
His heart vibrated like a huge bell, and he felt infinite wonder.
The Tao is the art, and the art is the Tao.
Only by thoroughly understanding it and turning the 'skills' around you into your own insights and principles can you achieve the original path to the fairyland.
Being unable to understand the origin, such as reading hundreds of books but not understanding the meaning, is a 'skill'.
And the true Tao, manifested in the fairyland - is magical power!
this moment.
Yang Gang exudes a mellow and natural Taoist charm, which complements each other with the powerful Taoist charms in the sky.
It caused the stars in the sky to buzz and vibrate.
Li Jin on the side was holding the rapier, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes.
What did you just say? Maybe not.
Then he didn't say anything yet... Why did Yang Gang become enlightened?
Did I, the senior brother who led the way, fail in what I did?
Li Jin looked at Yang Gang, who was sitting cross-legged in the void and had already realized the charm of Taoism, and couldn't help but feel at a loss.
next moment.
Just listen to a slight scolding.
Yang Gang's figure flashed, and he escaped straight into the void, sitting cross-legged among a group of cyan Tao Yun.
Start discussing Tao with the Tao rhymes left by the sages in the blue galaxy.
With the charm of one's own Tao, and those sages who left their own Tao charm in the long river of Qingyun, spanning ancient and modern times, they will learn from each other's strengths and make up for their shortcomings by theoretically practicing Tao.
Waves of Dao Rhythm began to collide fiercely in the Qingyun Galaxy.
Li Jin was completely at a loss.
Has he already entered Wonderland?
Isn’t it said that only by reaching the Immortal Realm can one condense the charm of Taoism and leave one’s mark on the Qingyun Galaxy?
Time passes.
As soon as Yang Gang entered Qingyun Pavilion, he stayed in the attic for half a month.
No one knows what happened inside.
Only a few old men at the door looked at Yang Gang and Li coming out half a month later. I found that Li Jin was walking like a cloud, his feet were soft, and the shock in his eyes could not be eliminated for a long time.
"Boy Li, why have you been here for so long? What did he choose?"
A group of old men gathered around.
Li Jin stared blankly at Yang Gang's leaving figure.
"What I chose...I, I don't know either."
"you do not know?"
"How could you not know?" Everyone frowned.
"I didn't look at it at the time." Li Jin couldn't help but cover his face in shame.
"Seniors, don't ask any more questions. I want to be quiet..."
——
And at this time.
Yang Gang returned to the store.
I asked about my mother's situation and the sales of Hongchen Fish during this period.
Then he went straight back to his room.
My mind sank into the long river of life.
[Immortal King Wangchen: I will never forget one person for three lives and three lifetimes. I will reincarnate in the world of mortals just to wait for your return. Purple life level (not fully awakened) can be studied, it can reverse the chaos of yin and yang, reverse reincarnation, and obtain causal opportunities. 】
[You can currently enter the tribulation chapter: Qingling Killing Tribulation, Hongchen asked. 】
The purple light dissipated.
Yang Gang raised his head.
Looking at the top of his head quietly, a fairy sword fell like a meteor.
"February 2 is not that far away."
"After this slash, I should leave for the East China Sea."
"This knife...if it was half a month ago, I wouldn't be too sure."
"And now..."
Yang Gang silently picked up a hatchet from the ground.
Wisps of dazzling edge gradually condensed on the hatchet made of Fan Tie.
Seventy years of silence.
No sword for seventy years.
Only one knife in a lifetime.
With one strike of the knife, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, making the gods howl in horror.
All of a sudden.
The figures of countless people fighting subconsciously raised their heads.
Then a terrifying red dust sword light emerged from the foot of Lingyue Peak and cut through the sky of Qingling Cave in an instant.
The figures of the immortals and gods turned their heads in astonishment.
Look towards the foot of Lingyue Peak.
"A... mortal fairy?"
