Human Shackles

The situations of Tongtian Pavilion and Jiuji Sect are actually quite similar. Jiuji Sect is a Shuxiu sect that was spun off from the Tusita Palace of Taiqing Great Sect.

Tongtian Pavilion is a sword cultivator faction that broke away from the Biyou Palace of the Shangqing Great Sect.

In the beginning, both sects were severely suppressed, and due to sympathy, they established an alliance that lasted hundreds of thousands of years to compete with the Three Purities Sect.

Before his death, Miluo Tianzun told Luo Kai to maintain the alliance between the two factions. This is the reason why he must come today.

Although Tongtian Pavilion does not have an artifact-suppressing sect, it does have a very terrifying Immortal-killing Sword Formation that shocks the three realms. The master of the pavilion, Zhuge Pingyi, is known as the Sanhua Sword Master and is also a person of the level of a deity.

Kendo may be one of the few categories that Luo Kai is not good at. Now that the master of kendo is in front of him, he must ask for advice.

Zhuge Ping was also very interested in the Qingzhuo Sutra written by Luo Kai, and the two naturally had a great time chatting with each other.

Wen Yun, who was serving the wine and toasting at the side, could not help herself when hearing this, especially when Luo Kai described the entangled love-hate relationship in more detail.

For a long time, practitioners have been advocating a pure mind and few desires, and regard emotional phenomena such as love, love, and resentment as savage beasts. In fact, they do not know that this is the cause and effect of heaven and earth and the essence of all things in the universe.

This gentle and elegant man's wisdom and knowledge really surpassed any man she had ever met in her life. Every move, word and deed contained the principles of the great truth, which made people fascinated.

Zhang Ye returned to the carriage with a group of sons of gods. At the moment when the curtain was closed, I could no longer suppress myself. My eyes were filled with an overwhelming hatred, and the gap between my eyebrows was widened. After a while, he revealed a cold vertical eye.

We came to a space with sword-like weapon spirits, and the surrounding area was empty. Xing Lunjing looked back at the Emperor of Heaven and said with a smile: "This old guy Xiaoyaozi asked you to take care of him. It seems that you are taking care of him at all, and he still does it." It’s not that bad anymore.”

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The Holy City of Chaoge is located above the Xiaoluo Heavenly Palace, and the least obvious thing about it is that it is actually a god, but a son of god.

Wen Yun then looked at the Emperor of Heaven: "Where is Head Luo?"

"Yes, Son of God Zhang Ye."

In other words, it will definitely be necessary to kill all the heartless sentient beings in the world and perform a thorough formatting one day in order to continue the operation of heaven and earth. How should we do this?

Sword cultivators are the same as me, they pay attention to single focus, but they hate such random thoughts.

Those words came out, but only Wen Yun found them difficult to understand and obscure. Even Yu Lianhua Yi was full of small heads. Even with my level of Heavenly Lord, I was far behind the pace of thinking of the Emperor of Heaven.

Yu Lianhua said anxiously: "The love can also be divided into small and big. Love in the world is all big love after all. The world seems to have love, but in fact it is small love."

Wen Yun's words actually contain the lowest proposition in the world. Heaven and earth have feelings, but humans do not. When faced with certain choices, how should we choose between those who have no feelings and those who have feelings?

Contrary to the abnormal cognition, the Sons of God received the worst education and training from childhood. In fact, they were all very humble and rude. They stopped one after another. One of the Sons of God with no gap under his forehead asked curiously. : "Lian Niang, who is booking the venue today?"

"You two are one of the most powerful swords in the world, and a person with as much love as the sea. Do you want to know how the sword with love should choose when it encounters a person with no love?"

A small number of the sons of God will be sent to other heavens and the universe above to spread the mighty virtue of the Heavenly Father, and some of them will stay in the Heavenly Palace. The ones who can stay are naturally the most beloved descendants of Luo Kai or the concubines in Heaven. No matter where you go, there are people who dare to offend you.

In order to interrupt Xing Lun's nonsense, I said to Wen Yun: "Great Fairy, how about I play a piece of music for you."

"Oh, this junior Zhuge chose the way of heaven."

Wine is a man's lover, and the wine that fills the sea of ​​sorrow is no small matter. In addition, Zhuge Pingyi and Luo Kai did not suppress it deliberately, and they lost their drunkenness in a while, showing their crazy nature.

Several of the Sons of God gasped and moved forward slowly. What Luo Kai lacked the most were descendants. Although we are a royal family, we have positions and power, but we dare to provoke those top figures in the heaven.

Several dignified-looking women stepped out of the carriage, chatting and laughing with each other as they entered the Guanchouhai Tower.

"No, come back another time."

The Emperor of Heaven raised his cup and looked at the sky, expressing some deeper concepts of the way of heaven:

The so-called sons of gods especially refer to the direct predecessors of today's Luo Kai. Although Luo Kai also had the ability to defy the laws of heaven and had only one male prince, the successive generations of descendants all took small amounts of precious spiritual fruit holy medicine to increase their numbers. Life gradually reaches one hundred thousand people.

In the Guanchouhai Tower, several carriages pulled by Pegasus came. The soldiers responsible for opening the way were all wearing Xiaoluo Tianwei's purple-gold glazed armor. They were majestic and imposing.

Wen Yun dared to obey, and when she was about to get up and go over, she suddenly stopped and said to the two of them in a less generous manner: "After playing the piano, can I ask you two a question?"

The son of God, who had no gap in his forehead, narrowed his eyes and continued to ask: "Is the leader of the Four Extremes, Mo, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Immortal who is about to be canonized?"

Since we don’t know how many generations younger our great-great-grandson is, we all call Luo Kai Heavenly Father, and we ourselves are called the Son of One Hundred Thousand Gods.

Yu Lianhua closed her eyes and sensed it for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Sure enough, there are too few people watching you. Let's talk in another place." As she said that, she took out a forest blue long sword from her cuff and swung it in the air. Holding Xing Lun's hand, he stepped into it.

The Emperor of Heaven sighed and said: "If Heaven has no mercy, Heaven will grow old. If Heaven and Earth have no mercy, it will last forever, and you may choose to do the same."

Xing Lunjing became interested. What kind of status do we two have? However, Wen Yun was either humble or arrogant in front of us. She even dared to ask, "Isn't she a special singer?" She smiled and said, "What does he want to ask?"

The shopkeeper Zhuge Ping came out in a hurry and said, "Several gods, Guan Chouhai has been booked today, I'm sorry I can entertain you."

Outside the attic, the music of the piano stopped. Wen Yun came in again knowing that the two heads had nothing to discuss.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Emperor Tian's drunkenness was only half gone, and Yu Lianhuayi also frowned.

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"What exactly are you? Is it your spirit or your body? They may both be yes. As the saying goes, things are different and things are different. In fact, every person and every life in the world is the same. You, you, are experiencing countless identical lives.

If it were a special occasion, Zhuge Ping would dare to offend him, but the guests who booked the place today were very important, but he could let those playboys disturb the interest of the two young masters.

"After all, I am your junior brother. Alas, that old man is too worried." Yu Lianhua sighed repeatedly.

Xing Lunjing stood firm and said loudly: "It's the master of Tongtian Pavilion and the master of Siji."

Xiaoyaozi just used a mustache, and Yu Lianhua's certain temperament was not similar to that of a mustache. Xing Lun just had no idea in his mind. Hearing this, he immediately said: "Junior, who are you and the mustache?"

Wen Yun nodded, walked to the piano and sat down, looked at the starry night sky in the window, stroked the strings again, and played a midnight tune.

Every time you do something bad or harmful that seems to affect me, it actually affects you. The sadness or joy that I experience, and the feelings that seem to be in others, are actually their own. experience. "