Sword of Coming

After walking out of the long river of time, Qing Tong took a closer look and asked doubtfully: "Why didn't you just go back to the Demon Suppression Tower? Is there a mountain god here in Aquarius Continent that you want to see?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I have never been here before, but someone suddenly asked me to help entertain guests and come here to see someone off."

Qing Tong became more and more puzzled. Who can tell you what to do?

In the distance, I saw a sparkling place not far away, a pavilion hidden in the shade of green trees, and vaguely heard several melodious chimes upstairs.

Chen Ping'an said: "Let's go ahead and wait for the rabbit."

As we got closer, we saw a large-scale temple, the Fenhe River Shrine. There were two ancient locust trees in front of the door, and a large pond outside the door. Willows were planted around the water. There were a few green trees outside the door. The horses were tied up in the shade of the willows, and there was another carriage with embroidered curtains parked at the corner of the temple. It should be the family of a wealthy family. The old carriage driver was wearing a thick cotton robe, with his hands in his sleeves. He was dozing off in a daze. Son.

Qing Tong followed Chen Ping'an into the temple. Since it was New Year's Eve, there was naturally a lot of incense. There were no believers coming here to offer incense. Only a few children in Taoist costumes squatted down in the corridor outside the main hall. They were throwing coins and playing underneath. When they saw Chen Ping'an and the others, they just raised their heads and didn't say hello.

There are moon cave doors on both sides. If you want to visit the back hall of the temple, you must pass by it. Chen Ping'an stood outside the threshold of the main hall for a moment, then walked towards the moon cave. No one was seen. He first heard the ringing sound, which was clear and sweet. Two gorgeous women walked out. One woman had a bun with a bun in front of her head, with two emerald skirts tilted sideways. She was wearing a simple and elegant silk shirt. She was accompanied by a young girl, who was probably the woman's personal maid. , a lotus root white shirt, a green skirt, and a pair of slightly old embroidered shoes.

There is also an old woman, wearing a bamboo leaf Taoist robe with double breasts and holding a jade Ruyi in her hand. She is probably the abbot of this Fenhe Shrine and is in charge of general affairs.

Chen Pingan immediately moved to make way.

The leading woman walked straight away without squinting. When the young girl passed by the pilgrim man, she couldn't help but look at him with the corner of her eye. He had a hosta on his head, a green shirt, a long coat and cloth shoes, and he looked clean. Refreshing, at the age of thirty, it is a bit far from the kind of "looking forward to the extraordinary, and having a clear spirit" as mentioned in the book. He is not an outstanding person. If nothing else, he is a poor scholar in the county town. , you don’t have any fame yet, so you come here to burn incense and pray for a title on the gold medal list?

Qing Tong couldn't help but asked softly: "Who are we waiting for?"

The three people who walked out of the moon cave door were obviously just ordinary people with naked eyes.

Chen Pingan said from his heart: "Lu Chen."

Qing Tong's face changed slightly.

I really don’t want to have anything to do with that Headmaster Bai Yujing San.

But judging from the current situation, it was difficult not to meet Lu Chen.

Aquarius Continent Mengliang Country is not far from Fenhe Shrine.

A young Taoist priest walking on a mountain path, wearing a lotus crown on his head and holding a few local county chronicles that he had taken without telling him, raised his head and glanced at a ferry boat passing by like a bird.

There are different levels of Taoism and different levels of vision. The Taoist priests on the ground can see each other, but the ferry boat cannot detect the young Taoist priest below.

The young Taoist priest lifted his body lightly, floated on the water like a dragonfly, and felt like "the windless water is smooth with glass, and you don't feel the boat moving".

The young Taoist priest stopped for a moment and shook his sleeves again. It seemed that there were thousands of threads, far or near, all over the world. This thread was called "karma". He stretched out his two fingers and gently pulled the threads. , there seems to be an echo in the distance, the movement is very small, and can almost be ignored. However, this Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown has a high level of Taoism. With the help of God's will, I came to the territory of Mengliang Kingdom. Finally, I saw a lonely child at the entrance of a mountain village. The young Taoist priest came forward. After stopping, one bent down and the other raised his head. The two sides faced each other. After staring for a moment, the child looked down in shame.

I went to the Yuzhang County Logging Institute before and said goodbye to Lin Zhengcheng, but did not return directly to Qingming Tianxia. Anyway, Bai Yujing has senior brother Yu in charge, so there can be no mistakes. Now that Tianwaitian suppresses the demon outside, the master has personally put an end to it. If not for the urgent urging from the Confucian Temple, Lu Chen would have really wanted to stay in this vast world for a few more years. Just as he was riding the wind and soaring into the sky, Lu Chen's heart suddenly moved slightly. He looked for the root cause. It turned out that there was something about someone in the Mengliang Kingdom that almost touched his heartstrings at the same time. He changed his mind and went to a nearby place first. Yunxia Mountain, but did not show up this time. Huang Zhonghou, the golden elixir monk who cultivated Yunxia Mountain, will soon become the new mountain master of Yunxia Mountain. Yunxia Mountain is now a blessing in disguise. It already has a prototype of a sect, and everything is ready. , I only owe a Yupu. The old mountain master, Cai Jinjian of Green Hinoki Peak, and Huang Zhonghou all have hope. Within a hundred years, the sect can be expected.

A man drinks to relieve his sorrows. If he has a deep relationship with Tianlu, he will become an infatuated lover.

I don’t know that the next time I have a drink with the Lord of Mount Huang who is deeply in love and cannot come out, it will be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse again.

Lu Chen looked down at the child who had no cultivation qualifications and said, "You are not afraid of life. Maybe it's because a poor Taoist has a good face, and women and children will inevitably feel close to each other when they see it? By the way, can you say Dali? Mandarin is the worst, can you understand Mandarin?"

The child nodded. Although the Mengliang and Qingluan Kingdoms have both separated from the Dali vassal status, the Dali Mandarin is now Yayan, and the monarchs and ministers of the Mengliang Kingdom have spared no effort in promoting Yayan. Many old teachers in the school, I kept complaining about this. Even though I was a lot of years old, I never thought that I would still be a student of those young county teachers.

Lu Chen knelt down and said, "Principal Dao, I see that you have an extraordinary skeleton, with dragons roaring, tigers roaring, phoenixes flying, and you have the air of a fierce husband."

The child looked confused.

Playing the piano to a cow.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "The monks are like the tea trees on the mountain. The wild ones are the best, and the garden ones are second."

Obviously, in Lu Chen's eyes, the genealogy monks who were like flowers and trees in the garden were not as spiritual as those wild cultivators in the mountains and rivers.

Lu Chen asked: "Have you ever gone to school?"

The child shook his head.

Lu Chen pointed to the child's feet. There were some "ghost drawings" on the ground, "Then who did you learn these from?"

The child answered honestly: "When you go up the mountain to graze cattle, you will see them all over the rocks."

Lu Chen smiled and asked, "Do you still have cattle to graze at home?"

The child said: "Help the people in the village."

Lu Chen suddenly said: "You have been working for a long time, can you have a meal?"

The child smiled shyly, with a dark face, a thin figure, and a worn-out cotton-padded jacket that was heavily mended. It was only the poor sewing that prevented the lint from turning out.

Lu Chen raised his buttocks, stretched his neck, and looked at the mountain. There was neither a mountain god nor a cliff carving, but it was a geomantic treasure. There was a clear spring in the mountain, which had been dry for a long time and rained for a long time.

There was once an unknown Taoist priest who practiced here.

No wonder he was caught by the Wild Peach Pavilion at a glance, and felt from a distance by himself in Yuzhang County of Dali. The Tao Qi of this mountain has been accumulated for a long time. There is a magic vein in the mountain that is about to overflow. , so every time the Tao Qi affects the vibrations and ripples of the mountain roots and water veins, it is like a heartbeat.

It's just that this kind of heartbeat sound, which is known as the "resonance of heaven and earth", has very little movement, but an extremely long interval. It just happened to be bumped into by the young Taoist who was passing by by boat. Otherwise, even if he was in the Ascension Realm and stayed here for a year and a half, he would only regard this mountain as an ordinary Taoist ruins.

Lu Chen was a little surprised, and after counting again, he was surprised. It was very tacky. Although the person who "proved" here was not a high-level Qi practitioner at that time, and when he left the stone cave in the mountain, he was just a golden elixir. Earth Immortal, but this person has no teacher or any chance to become an immortal. He cultivates a clear golden elixir just by self-enlightenment. This kind of person is called in the mountains "favored by heaven and earth, who has no luck in self-enlightenment." , if the fortune were better, the achievements would be exaggerated.

Let’s not talk about the ratio with ordinary masters, but just talk about the number of Qi practitioners. There are as many people as there are people who practice Taoism. A trip up the mountain is like a crucian carp crossing a river.

The enlightened people who can reach the top of the mountain come and go. After all, they are only a handful. After you sing, I will appear on the stage, each showing his style, and then being beaten away by the wind and rain.

Lu Chen sighed, stood up, and bowed his head towards the "cave" between the cliffs in the mountain.

Because the other party’s identity has been guessed.

It's just that Lu Chen's courtesy was not because of who the other party was, but what the other party had done.

When the sword of wisdom is swung, it kills a group of demons and kills demons thousands of miles away.

It can be vaguely seen that there was a middle-aged Taoist priest named Lu Yan and his Taoist name Chunyang.

The golden elixir is formed here, and a Taoist sword formula directed at the golden elixir is left in the mountain, waiting for those who are destined in future generations.

When going down the mountain, he carried a purple bamboo stick in his hand, a big gourd and gourd hanging on his waist, a Xiaoyao scarf on his head, a sword on his back and a whisk, wearing a yellow shirt and hemp shoes, and wandered around.

This unknown Taoist left a prophecy, "One day a golden immortal will appear in this place, and one day when you hear the sound of the bell, you will hear the secret of gold refining, refine the sun god, complete the jade refining, and bear the fruit of Taoism."

At the foot of the mountain, I met a herb collector who went into the mountain. He didn't answer any questions. The Taoist only said four words, "Thank God."

When the child saw what the young Taoist priest was doing, he hesitated for a moment, then faced the mountain, imitating what he had done, and gave a big salute in a confused way.

Seeing this scene, Lu Chen sighed, "I am destined to be a Taoist, and so is I. No wonder the poor Taoist was led here by you."

When it comes to cultivation, the ordinary immortal sects on the mountain value real cultivation qualifications. After all, everything is impermanent, and the matter of good fortune is too elusive and difficult to fathom. However, for the great monks who have been at the top of the mountain for a long time, they attach great importance to fate. Greater than qualifications.

The child in front of him has no qualifications for cultivation, but he has a talent for wisdom. He is just like the situation of a certain person in the past. Once his destiny was broken, he could not catch anything without a bowl in his hand.

As for Lu Chen, he was no stranger to Taoist Chunyang, but when he was in Bai Yujing, Lu Chen couldn't figure out Lu Yan's Taoist roots.

Lu Chen knelt down again and asked, "What's your name?"

The child replied: "There is only a surname, no name. The surname is Ye, the leaf of the leaf."

"What a good surname. A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea. Sure enough, the three of us are destined."

Lu Chen said with a smile: "As for having a surname and no name, there are good and bad things, so don't be too sad. I know a friend who is really miserable. He has such a handsome appearance, good knowledge and talent, and even more powerful cultivation. Sun Daochang is the unbeatable fifth person in the world, but this person is definitely the eleventh person at the bottom. By chance, he doesn't have to be on the list every time. He is a close friend of Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister, and he has given himself a lot of gifts full of immortal energy. His Taoist name is only much greater than that of Wei She in Aaizhou, what do you think his real name is?"

The child shook his head.

Lu Chen laughed heartily, "My name is Zhu Dazhuang."

The child looked at the young Taoist priest and laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe. He didn't know what was so funny. Isn't it normal to have such a name? Besides, it’s a good thing to have a name and a surname.

As for the content that is incomprehensible, the child feels like he is listening to a book from heaven.

Lu Chen finally stopped laughing and rubbed his belly, "But now there are not many people who know his name, and Pindao happens to be one of them."

This person was born as a butcher in the market. Before he started mountain climbing, he had a saying: If you live for a hundred years, can you kill people and eat meat?

When this person attains enlightenment and reaches a high position, he still has a fiery temper that is hard to change. When he encounters people he doesn't like, the unpleasant things he encounters are just the word "hundred" changed to "thousand".

Moreover, the way of discussing Taoism with others is unique in the world of Qingming. Either you beat me to death, or I beat you to death, or he chooses to stand still first and let the other party smash the spells. , he didn't start until his spiritual energy was exhausted and his skills were completely exhausted. And as long as the other party didn't nod, he wouldn't take action, so there was a fight that lasted for three hundred years. The former was just an immortal at the beginning, but in the middle of the fight, he became an ascension monk. In the end, he was three hundred years old. We have been together day and night for years, and we are like a shadow, and we are just driven crazy.

To forgive others is not to be an idiot, an idiot will not forgive others.

Lu Chen picked up a branch, twisted his wrist to draw the talisman, and shook the pen to loosen the beads.

God's will comes out of the dust, and ghosts come from the pen.

Lu Chen was "drawing the talisman" and asked casually: "Do you know that you are a fool?"

The child's eyes were lowered and his expression was gloomy.

Just listen to the young Taoist priest comforting: "How can a fool know the reason why he is a fool? Think about it for yourself, is this the truth?"

Someone passed by here before and gave the child a pat on the back, helping to clear up those overwhelming "old accounts", like turning a page in an old almanac.

The child seemed to understand all of a sudden.

Lu Chen threw the branch, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "There are roughly two types of fools, both of which can be regarded as 'idiots'. First of all, let me tell you that this is not a derogatory term, nor is it a complimentary term. Don't you understand? Do you understand the meaning of praise and derogation? To put it simply, there is no difference between good and bad words, it is just a common saying. "

"One is that you were in a daze before, just like dreaming alone. Only you know this dream, and you know nothing about the people outside the dream, so you will be regarded as a fool by those outside the dream."

"There is another type of idiot, the Taoist cultivators, the so-called mountain gods in books. In order to achieve immortality and pursue longevity as long as the heavens, they have to abandon the seven emotions and six desires that we are born with. The only people who communicate with them are There is heaven and earth, only Tao and Dharma, not the people around you. In the eyes of Pindao, this is a common dream in the world, and everyone is dreaming the same dream. Since it is born with it, then abandon lust, and this matter is Of course, some people regard it as a kind of repayment of debts. Only when all debts are cleared can we face the "heavenly tribulation" with peace of mind, because in the eyes of these people, the tribulation that breaks the situation is God. If you rent it for many years, you will be charged interest.”

The so-called innate Taoist seeds and immortal fetuses almost all have one thing in common, that is...unkind.

Many people who have been practicing mountaineering since childhood have this fairy spirit to some extent in their bodies. Their eyes are cold, their temperament is cold, and their bones are cold.

Away from the world of mortals, living in isolation, in the place of the abbot, on a small futon or a small mental studio, you can cultivate golden branches and jade leaves, and practice your heart and intestines like snow.

It is estimated that only Lu Chen can say that all the Taoist monks in the world are "idiots".

Anyway, I'm never afraid of being beaten.

Lu Chen moved his butt, picked up the branch he had thrown out earlier, and wrote one word on the ground, "lang". After a moment of hesitation, he added another word, "jue".

Lu Chen smiled and asked: "Which word do you think is more popular?"

The child looked serious. He looked down at the two words, unwilling to lie. When he raised his head, he said with an embarrassed look: "It's fine just by looking at it."

I recognized two more words.

Lu Chen uttered an ouch and said with a smile: "Very good, very good. My name is Ye Lang. In the future, when I embark on the path of cultivation, I will even have a Taoist number, and I will call it 'Houjue'."

They are all from Huai'an who haven't woken up yet. It's just a matter of who wakes up from the big dream first.

"The feeling of sleeping, the feeling of awakening. Different accents, one word, two meanings."

Lu Chen held the branch, pointed at the "jue" one, and said with a smile: "Just for this word, we will kowtow to our ancestors a thousand times."

Looking at the child in front of him, it was hard for Lu Chen not to think of the boy from Mud Bottle Alley.

Presumably for them, visiting graves on Qingming Festival, admiring the moon on Mid-Autumn Festival, and having dinner on New Year’s Eve are all three of their major concerns.

Lu Chen sighed, "There is no permanent master in the mountains, rivers and wind, and there is no fixed basis for the present and ancient scenery. There are only ancient trees and only big trees. How have we ever heard of ancient grass or seen big grass?"

"The grass and trees die in autumn, but the pines and cypresses remain forever. This is fate. The orchids are in power, and the jade trees are growing on the steps. This is fate again. Everyone has his own destiny, and he follows the fate, like a leaf of duckweed falling into the sea."

The child's eyes were shining, and he couldn't understand what he was listening to. He just felt that he was very knowledgeable, and seemed to be more interesting than the teacher in the village school. Therefore, he admired him very much and asked softly: "Taoist Master, you know so much. Have you ever been a school teacher?"

Lu Chen waved his hands quickly, "Don't come, don't come. I'm no better than you. You're just eating and drinking in your hometown. I'm just cheating and drinking in a foreign land. My Taoism is shallow. How dare I call myself a gentleman."

If he was just the kind of gentleman who would preach, teach, and resolve doubts, of course it wasn't that Lu Chen couldn't do it, but he just didn't bother to do it.

On the twelfth floor of the five cities of Baiyujing, each has its own master. There is only three masters, Lu Chen, who almost never preaches for anyone. He likes to go from house to house and listen elsewhere.

There are occasional exceptions, but it is a pity that they are not enough to explain to outsiders, but it is the person who wears a lotus on his head and faces the Big Dipper, and I say immortality for the Star King.

It's just that Lu Chen has his own interpretation of the word "sir". The three flowers gathered at the top are only real people, and the five qi rising to the top are immortals. gentlemen? But it is "born from heaven and earth".

The child asked: "What is the Taoist priest's name? Can I go find the Taoist priest in the future?"

When you receive favors from others, you always have to repay them as much as you can, and you can only repay as much as you can.

As for how this truth came about, the child has never thought about it, and he may not think much about it.

Lu Chen smiled knowingly.

What is Tao and what is reason? It is the invisible road we walk under our feet, the things we cannot say but practice.

It is said that it is so difficult to reason with others simply because different ways do not lead to mutual understanding.

Lu Chen said with a smile: "I have many names. The Zheng people who bought caskets to repay pearls, the Nanguo people who played yu to make up for the money, the Luo Qi who was 'covered in Luo Qi', the happy people who were 'worried about the charcoal and wished the weather was cold', The pottery man who said, "With his fingers free of mud, he lives in a building with scales", but today, Pindao's name is Xu Wugui. It's New Year's Eve, and he will soon bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. Looking for a good omen, I hope that there will be no more lonely ghosts in the world, and that there will be nothing beyond the sky. I will have something to rely on in life, and a way out in death. Moreover, the name Xu Wugui is a character in a book compiled by Pindao, Xiaoxiangshu. , is proficient in looking at horses, and is best at picking horses that can cover a thousand miles. Farmers go to the fields, merchants make money, and Xu Wugui looks at horses, they all get up early."

The child was completely shocked by the words of the young Taoist priest, "Taoist Xu has written and published books?!"

The village school teachers can only teach.

Lu Chen was proud of himself, rubbed his chin, and said with a smile, "Easy to say."

Thinking back to those days, I have a similar look. It turns out that in addition to setting up a stall to tell fortunes and make money, the Taoist priest can also prescribe medicine?

Maybe everyone has a lake of written slips that they can’t look back on, and maybe everyone has an alley of clay bottles that they can’t go back to.

The only place of desolation is my hometown. I see no ancients before me and no newcomers after me. I am drunk on the peach blossoms and burst into tears.

"The sky thundered and rumbled."

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Look up."

As soon as the words were spoken, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the air.

The child was startled. Hearing this, he raised his head blankly and looked at the young Taoist priest.

Lu Chen put his fingers together, tapped the child's forehead lightly, and muttered something.

It's like opening my eyes to this child.

From this moment on, this rural orphan surnamed Ye may have officially embarked on the path of spiritual practice.

After I leave and learn the talisman on the ground, the child's eyes will be as if he has acquired the magical power of fortune-telling, and he can clearly see other people's ancestral virtues and blessings, as there is an old saying in the market. , it is the same to say that a person's popularity has been exhausted, and it is also the same to describe a person who is very lucky. Another example is that kind of "people in blue yarn", of course they will have a prosperous official career.

Lu Chen then twisted his wrist and rubbed his fingers together, like lighting a stick of incense. The child's head was the incense burner, as if he was worshiping the god three feet above his head.

It was another amulet given to the child by Lu Chen, a talisman from heaven, which was like giving the child the name "Wu Gui".

Lu Chen squatted on the ground, holding his sleeves with his hands, shaking his body back and forth, and said with a smile: "When you leave your hometown one day, you will go to find a mountain called Shen Gaozong. When you meet the Taoist priest named Qizhen, you will Say that it was Lu Chen who asked you to climb the mountain, and asked him to teach you the immortal arts."

The child nodded, but curiously asked: "Did the Taoist priest change his name again?"

Lu Chen stood up and said with a smile: "A three-day banquet, a hundred-day banquet, after all, there is no banquet that lasts forever. Let's say goodbye. See you later."

The child seemed to have thousands of words stuck in his mouth and didn't know what to say. In the end, he just remembered the previous etiquette and performed another Taoist ceremony with this young Taoist priest who was very knowledgeable and had published a book.

Lu Chen stood where he was. After accepting the gift, he strode away without looking back. He just waved goodbye to the child. The young Taoist priest looked around a few times, walked to the edge of the village, bent down, and picked up a chicken in his hand. He stood up, held it in his arms, and ran away, and within a few seconds he was gone.

Only a stunned child was left. The Taoist priest stole the chicken and ran away. Can he be regarded as a helper?

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Demon Town Tower, under the sycamore tree.

This green and true body has a handsome appearance, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.

The out-of-body Yin Shen is the one following Chen Pingan. She wears a power fence on her head and a green robe. She has a graceful figure. No wonder she would be mistaken for a female cultivator.

The other one has the appearance of a burly old man with white hair and a Yang God body.

Here Qing Tong gathered the Yang God, but the Yin God who left the body and traveled far away enjoyed a blessing. He had a bowl of plain noodles at Suishan, but for some reason, he made an extra trip to the Fenhe Shrine.

Qing Tong had nothing to do, and repeatedly twisted a strand of green hair on his temples with his hands. He found that Xiao Mo had been keeping his head raised, holding the green bamboo stick lying across his knees with both hands, and staring blankly at the sky, as if his thoughts were always towards the sky. It spreads away, and the mind is immersed in it.

Qingtong was very self-aware and did not think that Xiaomo was so distracted because he regarded him as a friend, so much so that even the Dharma statue seemed a bit sluggish.

This shows that Xiaomo is thinking about something very important.

But for Xiao Mo, who is now Chen Pingan's bodyguard, can there be anything more important than protecting the Tao right now?

There are only two possibilities. Outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, there is a powerful enemy trying to spy on this place, waiting for an opportunity to move, and it is the kind of great monk who even Qing Tong cannot detect any clues.

There is only one possibility left, that is, Xiao Mo has fallen into a spiritual situation that is similar to an opportunity to break through.

Xiao Mo was indeed wandering to infinity. This monster sword cultivator who was in the human world ten thousand years later thought of many pictures from ten thousand years ago, some were tragic and spectacular, some were weird and strange, or some were extremely mysterious. The picture was finally fixed in that place. The relatively familiar ascension platform, where his mind wandered, made Xiao Mo feel like he was revisiting his old place. Along the road, his eyes kept climbing, and finally an idea came to his mind uncontrollably.

When I hand out a sword here, it is equivalent to paving a road.

In the end, this sword light is the road to heaven.

This level of sword energy must have never been seen before in the thousands of years since I slept in the bright moonlight.

Therefore, this is the way to reach the fourteenth realm.

After Xiao Mo had this thought and became more determined, visions began to appear in his small world.

Every muscle and bone is like a mountain, thousands of mountains worship thatched cottages, every bloodline is like a river, and hundreds of rivers flow mightily.

The various air palaces, meridians, sword energy, sword intention, "roads", that is, sword ways, and avenues, all began to show signs of resonance between heaven and earth.

Xiao Mo, with a mustard seed in his mind, came to an empty realm of his own world. He was no longer dressed in the yellow hat and blue shoes, but looked like the Dharma outside, holding a sword.

Because once he sets foot on this road and takes this avenue, it means that there is no way back for Xiaomo.

Once it fails, the consequences will be extremely serious. If you are not careful, you will seriously damage your foundation, and you may even fall directly into trouble.

This is why mountaintop monks who have perfected the Ascension Realm regard the Fourteenth Realm one step away as a natural chasm.

This is also why some great monks who are famous all over the world go into seclusion and never come out again.

Otherwise, it will be like that of Wei She, who failed to break through the realm, and his Taoist heart was dusty. From then on, his will was depressed and he was unable to recover.

Otherwise, any Ascension Realm monk who does not have great perseverance and tenacity of Taoist heart is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

This is indeed a path that is different from ordinary mountaineering paths.

The female cultivator Chaoge from Qingmingtianxia whose Taoist name was reexamined, and the female crown that Chen Ping'an had met once during a meeting by the river. Her name was Wuzhou and her Taoist name was "Taiyin".

Wuzhou's method of combining the Tao was once called "refining things" by Wu Shuangjiang, and was also likened to "fragmentation" by Lu Chen. How dangerous it is is only known by others when they hear about it.

The reason why they are mistakenly thought to be no longer alive is because they have been in seclusion for too long.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Xiao Mo's heart. The other person first called Xiao Mo's real name, and then said: "Fellow Taoist Xi Zhu, it's late, I'm afraid you have to find another way. "

The man continued: "Actually, you are not that long behind the certain swordsman who was one step ahead, which is equivalent to the time it takes a mountain man to take a nap. It is a pity. What a 'long sword that can reach the sky thousands of miles away'."

Although Xiao Mo already knew the identity of the other party, he still asked two questions.

"Is this person already in the fourteenth realm, or is he not yet in the fourteenth realm?"

"And is this person a close friend of my young master on the mountain?"

If not the young master's friend.

The other party has not yet truly entered the Fourteenth Realm. I, Xiaomo, don’t care whether you have stepped into the Fourteenth Realm with one foot?

Even if the other party is already in the fourteenth realm, it doesn't matter. Let's have a battle of great avenues. The two sides are just like fighting from a distance.

As a result, the man laughed and said: "To be honest, he is already in the Fourteenth Realm, but only three people in the world know about him for the time being, and this person happens to be friends with Chen Pingan for many years, and likes to call Chen Pingan Chen Xiaoyou."

Of course, Xiao Mo would not think that the other party would make a joke about this kind of thing, so he first thanked the person who could be regarded as half an "old friend" sincerely.

Since the first person to take this path and have succeeded was Taoist Sun from Xuandu Temple, Xiaomo had no choice but to change the path, otherwise the flood would flood the Dragon King Temple and both parties would suffer.

Xiao Mo sighed, and had no choice but to suppress the majestic atmosphere of the avenue, put away his mind, and exit the small world.

Xiao Mo, who was wearing a yellow hat and blue shoes, held down the green bamboo stick lying across his knees with both hands. His face turned pale, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed the mouthful of blood.

Qing Tong looked horrified, his heart trembling, and asked: "What's going on?!"

Could it be that there is a powerful enemy hiding in this Demon Suppressing Tower, but I am not aware of it?

And this person also hurt Xiaomo?

Xiao Mo was too lazy to talk at first, but when he thought that the other party's Yin Shen was still in a state of wandering together with the young master, he spoke: "The Holy Master is watching us right here."

No wonder I felt something was wrong before, but couldn't find any trace.

The whole world is a dojo for one person, and with this scholar, there are fifteen realms.

The ancient heavens, the five highest realms, are all the fifteen realms in the eyes of future Qi practitioners.

As a result, the battle between water and fire caused cracks in the golden bodies of the two supreme gods.

The one with the sword rebelled, and the one with the armor was like a single tree holding up a building that was about to collapse.

But all the monks who had personally experienced it, or who had witnessed the war as a spectator, knew very well that the only real variable was actually one thing.

He is the co-owner of the Heavenly Court and his whereabouts are unknown.

In that earth-shaking battle of "a new man replacing the old master", from the beginning to the end, the supreme co-lord of heaven and earth did not even show up.

In the past, there was a saying that was not widely circulated in the world.

The realm of that existence may be above the fifteenth realm.