Sword of Coming

The white jade disk flies in the blue clouds.

Heaven and man are pure and peaceful.

Perhaps Xiao Mo's sword light was too eye-catching and his sword control speed was too fast. A great swordsman must have appeared, so there were many monks flying in the wind in their respective dojos in various states, wanting to come here to find out. , after all, there are countless famous sword immortals in the world of Qing Ming. When it comes to sword immortals, it is natural that Haoran takes the first place.

There are often monks riding the wind in the bright moon here in the Qingming world, and the old bright moon, which is now hanging in the sky with the bright moon, is regarded as a tourist attraction. Bai Yujing is not too restrictive about this, but the monks cannot be in the moonlight. After a long stay, we can arrange the utensils and delicacies on the mountain and enjoy the scenery of the fourteen states. It is okay to have a plate of food and drink.

The old patron glanced sideways, disgusted that they were disturbing his enjoyment of drinking with Xiao Mo, so he put his fingers together and flicked them this way and that, bang bang bang.

It made a sound like a fan hitting a fly, knocking those Qingming Taoist priests who started as immortals back to the ground. The one who was in the Ascension Realm was fine, but with a flicker of his body, he retreated, looking a little disgraced. Some immortals were not in the Immortal Realm. Being so relaxed, it was like being hit by a solid sap in the head. After finally stopping their bodies, stars appeared in their eyes, and they stabilized their hearts. They didn't dare to curse, they could only curse.

One of them, Yufengqi, came from the Yupu realm in Zhuzhou. His realm was not high, but he had a wind-controlling treasure that was extremely fast. His figure was like a golden snake soaring into the sky and winding towards the bright moon.

If he had collided with the old temple master's "flicking magical power", he would probably be seriously injured, at least the treasure would not be saved.

Xiao Mo glanced at the female crown, then bent her fingers and flicked out a ray of sword light. The sword energy did not go straight, but floated like a gossamer, spreading thousands of miles in an instant.

In the end, the sword energy wrapped around the flying shuttle treasure boat controlled by the monk, and with a gentle tug, she was dragged back to a mountain top with her treasures together with her body.

The frightened young lady hurriedly put away the talisman boat that was the treasure of the mountain. She bowed her head towards the bright moon from a distance as a thank you.

Seeing Xiao Mo take action, the old viewer picked up the wine bowl and took a sip of the home-brewed water named Qianqiu.

In ancient times, Xiaomo had always been more tolerant towards female Qi practitioners in the world.

The old temple master nodded and said, "It's a pity that Xiao Mo woke up late and was beaten to the throne by Xuandu Temple."

Xiao Mo said with a smile: "According to the concept of venation knowledge proposed by fellow Taoist Bixiao at Luobaotan, if I woke up early, I might not be able to see the young master, and I would not be able to accompany him on such a journey. In the Demon Tower of Baopingzhou Town, I couldn’t think of the previous path that suited me.”

The old temple master smiled and said, "That's the truth."

We haven’t seen each other for ten thousand years. Xiao Mo’s personality remains unchanged, but his speech has improved a lot.

Xiao Mo's superb swordsmanship was like flying kites on a spring day, bounding the blue sky.

With such a commotion, a Baiyu Jing Tianxian who lived in seclusion in Haocai and practiced Taoism could not sit still.

Before going out, the old Taoist priest habitually counted with his fingers. Strangely enough, unlike in the past, it was finally time to go out today. He immediately came here to visit the Master of Bixiao Cave.

In Mingyue Haocai, in addition to the temporary alchemy dojo of Bixiao Cave Master, there is also a neighbor, a white jade Taoist palace with spiritual energy as thick as water visible to the naked eye.

The owner is a Celestial Taoist official from the Yushu City in Baiyujing. He had previously received a decree from Yu Dou, the second master, to practice here and deduct a large number of merits from a book in the Shangqing Pavilion, the highest building in Baiyujing, in exchange for a shortcut. Break the bottleneck of the Immortal Realm. In the Mingyue Taoist Temple far away from the human world, you can travel many roads to achieve enlightenment and soar.

We are said to be neighbors, but if we really visit each other, it is actually like a long journey on land across several continents.

Xiao Mo still sat motionless with fellow Taoist Bixiao. Wang Yuanlu, a junior, had already stood up under the eaves to entertain guests.

As for the young Taoist boy who was sitting on the bench refining elixirs in the room, he didn't like being greeted and sent away the most, so he simply changed his sitting position and faced the outside of the room with the big gourd slung across his body.

The old Taoist master is tall and has a fluttering beard. He is indeed an immortal. Even if the old Taoist priest is sitting and drinking at this moment, his height is almost the same as that of his standing disciple Wang Yuanlu.

The person who came was the third-in-command of Yushu City. The old Taoist priest named Xu Zujing held a fly whisk in his hand. His status was similar to that of the patriarch of a sect, but he was known to be soft-hearted.

The old Taoist priest is the direct disciple of the previous city lord of Yushu City. He has a long Taoist experience, but unfortunately his qualifications are not outstanding. Of course, the so-called mediocrity is compared to the Taoist officials of the same generation as Bai Yujing.

Zhang Fenghai, who had read all the books in Yushu City at the age of thirty, was the old Taoist priest's only junior disciple.

When the old Taoist priest was about to speak, the old temple leader said calmly: "Xu Zujing, speak the elegant words of Haoran. My fellow Taoist is from Haoran and I can't understand what Qing Ming is saying."

Of course, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but said, "Xu Zujing, White Jade Capital, Yushu City, pays homage to the Master of Bixiao Cave."

The old spectator is still sitting.

Xiao Mo stood up and returned the gift with his hands, and said with a smile: "The Taoist name is Xi Zhu, the name is unfamiliar, and I am a swordsman. I will enshrine my name at Haoran Luo Po Mountain. Xu Tianjun, nice to meet you."

The old viewer stretched out a palm.

Xu Zujing sat down at the table, and Xiao Mo deliberately picked up a pot of Long Live Wine to entertain the guests, because he heard the young master said that Yushu City and Shenxiao City were on the 12th floor of the five cities of Bai Yujing, which were quite good.

As for whether there is any suspicion of generosity to others, when will I and fellow Taoist Bixiao need to worry about this? If the wine is not enough, just blame Taoist Bixiao for being lazy in making wine.

Wang Yuanlu just happened to take out a white bowl from the kitchen.

As soon as the white bowl is served, the drinks follow.

Wang Yuanlu felt warm in his heart for a moment, Senior Xiaomo must fall in love with him!

These days, the skinny Taoist monk is practicing Taoism here, and he always feels anxious. He is worried that one day he will leave Mingyue Haocai and "go down the mountain" alone to practice, and someone will put him in a sack.

There is only one reason. Master, he really doesn't know how to "be a human being"!

Let’s just say that when I was “fighting mosquitoes and flies” just now, no one really came to bother me. I was just walking on the way to Haocai, and my master slapped me back to the ground. Is it bothering you?

Master, you have so many magical powers that everyone is in awe and dare not say a word. In the future, your disciple will have to travel around the world.

Xu Zujing thanked him, took a sip of wine, and put the immortal brew into his mouth. In an instant, spiritual energy poured from his throat into his liver and intestines, like a waterfall, and the acupoints along the way were refreshed.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!"

The old patron didn't appreciate it, and just said, "After drinking a bottle of wine, if you have something to say, leave as soon as possible. I still want to reminisce with Xiao Mo."

Xu Zujing smiled and said, "I just came here to pay homage to my seniors. It would be even better if I could chat a few more ancient stories with my seniors."

Hearing is always better than seeing it, and reading the almanac in future generations is always better than the words of those who have experienced it in the book.

The old temple owner snorted, but it was rare that he didn't directly issue an order to expel the guest.

Xu Zujing had no choice but to sit and drink in silence. Fortunately, Xiao Mo saw that the Yushu City Tianjun Immortal Official was not good at talking, so he took the initiative to chat a few words, such as who the previous Yufeng Taoist officials were, what their identities were, and what mountains they came from. In this way, the atmosphere at the wine table will not be so dull.

Naturally, Xu Zujing knew everything and talked about it in detail. The affairs of the world in Qingming were Bai Yujing's own business. Xu Zujing was the only Taoist official in Yushu City who could participate in Bai Yujing's affairs.

Xu Zujing slowly drank a jar of unknown immortal wine, then stood up and left.

Xiaomo brought two jars of Long Live Wine and two jars of Qianqiu Wine as a parting gift to the landlord.

Xu Zujing quickly thanked her and accepted it without any politeness.

The old Taoist priest was so familiar with the other party that he called him Mr. Xiaomo, and even the Taoist friend was omitted.

The old Taoist priest's impression of this young-looking swordsman was that he was extremely skilled in swordsmanship, had a good temper, and was a fastidious person.

In Mingyue Haocai's White Jade Palace Dojo, in addition to Xu Zujing who was in seclusion, there was also a direct disciple and a secondary disciple, both of whom were extremely qualified Taoist officials in Yushu City.

Especially the disciple of the old Taoist priest, who is also known as "Zhang Fenghai is the second in Yushu City". Looking at the young people on the 12th floor of the entire five cities, this person has good qualifications and can be ranked in the top three. This is because among the young Taoist officials, there is one with the Taoist name "Qingshan" who is a close disciple of the Taoist ancestor. Therefore, when Xu Zujing opened a dojo in the bright moon this time, he made a special trip to take this re-disciple with him.

It’s just that the old Taoist priest knows very well that compared with the statements made by his junior brother Zhang Fenghai at that time, such as “Yu Dou in Yushu City”, “Bai Yujing Yu Dou is the second”, and “Bai Yujing’s little headmaster”, etc., they are... completely incomparable. of.

After Xu Zujing used the magical power of Shukuchi Mountains and Rivers, the old temple master smiled and said: "Xu Zujing doesn't even know that his own dojo has been looked down upon by you."

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "The mountains and rivers have changed. It's hard to change your nature."

Although ten thousand years later, whether it is fighting or sword fighting, there will be too many restrictions and many rules compared to the free will ten thousand years ago, but when Xiao Mo left Chen Pingan's side, he was indeed more like the sword cultivator Xiao Mo he once was.

The old temple master said: "Be careful when sailing the ship that lasts ten thousand years."

Thousands of years later, Taoist cultivators and ordinary people are like wearing a robe, called rules, and the robe's magical powers represent the world's wisdom.

The old viewer smiled and said: "If it weren't for the young and vengeful last hidden official who came out of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Bai Jing and you could have occupied each other for a day and a month, complementing each other. If you could join hands and reach the fourteenth realm, it would still be pure Sword cultivator, the so-called immortal Taoist couple, is nothing more than that. It has been the only one for thousands of years. It is a pity."

There were three bright moons in the wilderness in the past, and the one in the middle named "Golden Mirror" and also known as "Haocai" under the old viewer's feet was not only the nominal dojo of the little girl Qiangyue, but also Xiaomo's sleeping place. In the land of years, it is hard to say who is the real owner of Mingyue. If Chen Pingan and his group of sword cultivators had not worked together to move Haocai to Qingming, and assuming that Shengyue had not gone to Aquarius Continent, then when Bai Ze returned to the wild , woke Xiao Mo up, but he never stripped his mind and became the "Mr. Xiao Mo" he is today. It is estimated that Qiangyue will change the dojo obediently. Although the jade hook has fallen into the world, there is still a moon in the sky anyway.

There is a dojo with only its foundation left, called Toad Palace. Hundreds of buildings on top of the foundation were all razed to the ground in the ancient battle to ascend to heaven.

When Xiao Mo woke up at that time, he had taken away the ruins of a moon palace, which was similar to a palace in the capital.

Chen Ping'an will give it to Liu Xianyang in Xiaomo's name as a wedding gift.

Therefore, the monk who is most familiar with Mingyue Haocai in the world is actually Xiao Mo who is revisiting this old place today.

According to the original conjecture of the old temple owner, I believe that Zhou Mi must have left a backup force in the wilderness. For example, he would at least help Xiao Mo and Bai Jing, one of the two ancient sword cultivators. Of course, it is more likely that Bai Jing, who has relatively better Taoist qualifications, Let her take the lead in becoming a pure swordsman in the Fourteenth Level of Hedao, and fill the gap left by swordsman Liu Cha in time.

Because it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, the old observer, who is impartial to both sides, does not waste his energy and moral skills on making calculations.

Zhou Mi ascends to the sky in the rear, but in reality, "dispersion" comes in the front.

It's just that this time of wandering is the same as Zhou Mi's time when he ate a lot of wild monsters. It's more sneaky and less upright.

The great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain died. Later, Tuoyue Mountain was cut open by Chen Ping'an, who borrowed the realm from Lu Chen. The new co-leader recognized by the wilderness, Fei Ruan, a swordsman, was still very young, and half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi had not been destroyed by Chen Ping'an. The complete refining and removal, coupled with the existence of the old blind man and Shiwandashan, resulted in Feiran's co-owner status being always suspected of being unfair, and Feiran was in the same situation as the ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain.

But there is no Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world, which is a kind of "giving way on the road" that has a huge and far-reaching impact.

Just as the world of Haoran has lost its sage master and Confucian Temple, the world of Qingming has lost Taozu and Bai Yujing. During these "blank" years, anyone can compete on the road.

This means that the road to the top of the wild monster clan is unimpeded. For hundreds of years and thousands of years from now, dragons and snakes are destined to "rise" and heroes "transition" on the wild land.

As long as Bai Ze leaves the majestic Central-earth Divine Continent's Xiongzhen Tower and returns to the wild wilderness, Bai Ze's own desire to "press the realm" cannot be controlled, and he cannot help himself.

The two worlds are at war, and all life is in ruins. During this period of back and forth, Manhuang and Haoran have already begun to unite the king and beauty of the "tyranny" of the world.

Inheriting Zhou Mi’s habit of eating books and building a city that never sleeps is just like a library in the world changing its owner. Li Kui is equal to inheriting Zhou Mi’s legacy of creating writing and worldly elegance in the wilderness, and at the same time restoring ancient times. The true nature of a "scholar" is contrary to that of several "excellent scholars" in the world. I, Li Guan, am the king in the north.

Fei Fei, the new master of Yiluo River, was pointed out by Bai Ze to have a new way of doing things outside of water law.

In addition, the ancient monsters Wumingshi and Guanyi have returned to the world and must recruit their own disciples. It is not up to them to choose the disciples they believe in. Zhou Mi must have made arrangements in advance. Each pair of masters and disciples will have a certain deadline Inside, one tries his best to teach each other, fattening up his disciples and masters so that they can have enough food, and the other must practice Taoism desperately in order to survive. The two are each other's whetstones for sharpening the road. In the end, whoever can eat the other must have their own way. Just rely on your ability.

But no matter who survives, there will be a murderous high-ranking monster on the throne in the wilderness, or even a fourteenth realm monk.

I know how many Fourteenth Realm and Ascension Realm I have eaten in the wilderness. Within a hundred years, the number will definitely double and return to the wilderness.

If you only look at the appearance.

From the aloof Jia Sheng to the scholar Zhou Mi in the wild literary world, he is the destroyer and creator of all established rules.

On the other hand, looking back at the young hidden official with whom he had a dispute, Chen Ping'an just followed the rules and was the biggest vested interest within the rules.

Well, thanks to the rules protectors, they often work tirelessly to maintain the old rules, pursuing a large-frame stability that allows partial shaking.

The old temple master stretched out his thumb to rub the wine bowl. The white bowl on the table rotated gently, and the wine in the bowl rippled. He smiled and said: "The way of heaven collapsed, and all directions started to spin. Is this the destiny of the time? It has been like this since ancient times. The host and the guest compete with each other. , what can be done? Returning to one, time is also destiny."

Wang Yuanlu stretched his neck and looked at the wine bowl on the table, but hesitated to speak.

Xiao Mo nodded lightly, Taoist Bixiao had accepted a good disciple.

Because the young Taoist priest felt that the Master's so-called "returning to oneness" might not be accurate.

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "The book says that if a person can bear the humiliation and bear the burden, the descendants of the family will have late success. The Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Young Master are mutual achievements."

The old temple master laughed and said: "The master that Zhu Lian used to call him is now the master that fellow Taoists call him. He is the second shopkeeper of Jianqi Great Wall, Chen Shiyi is one of the most famous people in the world, and he is a minister in the south and an official in the north. There are a lot of nicknames. I never thought that a man with mud legs stepping on chicken and dog excrement in a back alley every day would become Mr. Chen."

Xiao Mo said: "The movement of heaven is strong and the earth is strong. It is not surprising that a gentleman strengthens himself through kindness, has endless aspirations, and has a place in the world."

The first Taoist priest who led the way on that road built countless pavilions on the road. Although they were simple, they could provide shelter from wind and rain.

What's more, the Taoist priest with the wooden hairpin on his head is also an invisible roadside pavilion every time he passes on a path or a technique.

The old patron laughed it off and changed the subject: "Xiao Mo, I originally prepared two gifts, such as the Sun Palace where the sea of ​​fire and the sword refining platform still exist. I was thinking of giving them to someone from the beginning. Taoist friend Bai Jing, who became your Taoist companion, now, I'm sorry, belongs to Wang Yuanlu."

The skinny Taoist priest with sleeves under the eaves tightened his heart when he heard this. The treasure is now in his pocket. Master, please don't regret it.

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "It's okay, they are all external possessions."

As a gift for accepting a disciple, Wang Yuanlu was given a palm-sized pocket palace, which was the legendary Palace of the Sun that had long been shattered.

The Taoist boy surnamed Xun, whose Taoist name is "Jinjing", is extremely greedy.

In ancient times, there were real clouds on land, dragons lurking in Lu water pits, and fire assisting the Sun Palace.

Lushui Keng is the dojo of Mrs. Dandan, the co-owner of land and water transportation in Haoran. It was once one of the summer palaces of Water God, one of the five supreme gods in ancient times.

However, the rank of the Sun Palace is much higher than that of Lushui Keng. According to legend, in addition to being the main dojo of the God of Fire, this place was also one of the sword-making places for sword holders.

According to the young man, this Sun Palace is one of the top five treasures in his family.

As long as you live long enough and your moral conduct is high enough, your family fortune will be terrifyingly rich.

This is true for Xiao Mo, and even more so for Lao Guanzhu.

Bai Jing's wealth is not as good as that of fellow Taoist Bixiao, and is definitely much richer than Xiaomo's.

Wang Yuanlu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the senior's words. The senior is the senior, and he is indeed a fairy!

How could Master have such a friend? Could it be that their personalities complement each other?

In fact, this was because Wang Yuanlu didn't know much about Xiao Mo's past, and thought that this senior was polite and "easy to talk to" with everyone, so he was really easy to talk to.

Da Yao Yangzhi and Zhu Yan definitely didn't think Xiao Mo was easy to talk to.

The reason why the old temple master was able to become close friends with Xiao Mo was that in ancient times, Xiao Mo liked to ask people about swordsmanship, so he had a bad temper.

In order to avoid Bai Jing, Xiao Mo had to visit Luobaotan. There were several sword-playing games, and the master of Bixiao Cave gave him several jars of wine, and both parties drank heavily.

The Master of Bixiao Cave, who is "invincible since he came out of the cave, and will not spare others when he is able to spare others", is his reputation in vain.

And Xiao Mo had two fights with Bai Ze, who almost all the demon clan respectfully addressed as "Master Bai".

One time, he felt that Bai Ze, who had been hanging out with the young master all the year round, was acting inappropriately and was not up to par, so he had to be chopped off.

Another time, I did something I knew I couldn’t do.

But this sword quest is a new story after brewing wine with fellow Taoist Bixiao.

Just because Xiao Mo didn't understand why Bai Ze, a fellow demon clan member, wanted to help the young master, who was born in the human race, to forge the Nine Cauldrons on the top of Haoran Mountain and inscribe countless demon clan's true names.

At that time, heaven had become "ancient", the world had been divided, and the world was settled. At that time, Bai Ze had already proved his skills through a battle to ascend to the sky, especially the ability to give a name to this sect. Magical powers give the demon monks a lot of headaches. There was once a group of ancient demons who felt that such a "Taoist priest" was not allowed to live. Therefore, when Bai Ze was traveling around the world alone, there was a carefully planned encirclement and suppression.

As for the results, for example, among them, Guan Yi, who had been sleeping for ten thousand years, went to recuperate. The others who did not go to recuperate naturally ended up worse. Their real names were stripped away and erased by Bai Ze, and they were forced to die one by one.

The monster tribe surrounding Bai Ze was just like the Haidu True Dragon surrounding Chen Qingliu.

The greater the number, the greater the latter's military exploits.

The old patron let out a sigh, "Is this thing given to Bai Jing, not to you? Or is it that your relationship is different now and you are no longer in contact with each other?"

Xiao Mo smiled bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist Bixiao can't get around this topic, right?"

The old patron tapped the table with his fingers, and the wine in the bowl began to slosh, trying to confuse the secrets. Then he smiled from his heart and said, "I am just worried for Palace Master Wu."

Chen Pingan and Ning Yao. Liu Xianyang and Xianyue. Or Xiaomo and Bai Jing. There is also the lucky man Xu Jun and the Chaoge of Daohao's restoration...

Every time there is a pair of gods and immortals who are such a perfect match in the world, Wu Shuang's Taoism in the Fourteenth Realm will be amazing. Sit back and enjoy the results, as the rising tide lifts all boats!

Let’s just talk about the young ghost Xu Jun who was born in the Dachao Sect. Why did he really think that he had extraordinary bones, outstanding talents, and great fortune in less than a year?

You must know that Xu Jun is not the kind of qigong practitioner who is deep-minded and has no plans. On the way to practice, he is more passionate and moves forward in everything he does.

Of course, Xu Jun's own tenacity in Taoism, mellow conduct, and clear sense of right and wrong in doing things are indeed eye-catching.

But this kind of person can be a Taoist official of Bai Yujing, or a direct disciple of the ancestral hall of a top sect. However, Xu Jun's cultivation started at a very low level, his status was humble, and he became enlightened very late. In Dachao Sect, In the beginning, Xu Jun was struggling to practice Taoism. Not to mention his genius and Taoism, compared with his fellow disciples and brothers who had broken through one after another, his Taoism qualifications were not even average, and he could only be at the bottom.

Therefore, in fact, every step of Xu Jun's ascent was due to Wu Shuangjiang's behind-the-scenes planning and secret protection, which allowed Xu Jun to save himself from danger time and time again.

During Wu Shuangjiang's so-called fourteenth realm of retreat, Wu Shuangjiang, possibly the Yin God who left his body and traveled far away, had been secretly building bridges and paving the way for the young people of Dachao Sect.

Of course, Xu Juan could catch what Wu Shuangjiang gave him every time, which in itself proved that Xu Juan was unusual.

At that time, there was a marriage between the feuding Dachao Sect and the two capitals. Xu Jun married the female founder of the two capitals. The two parties were very different in age and realm. Who dared to believe it?

What's more, these two top sects, only their respective lower sects, were destroyed by each other. Not to mention that in history, those good Taoist seedlings who were supposed to have unlimited future died in many accidents.

At that time, there were four great monks sitting at the main table of the wedding banquet, among the ten people in Qing Ming Tianxia at that time. Yu Dou, Lu Chen, Wuzhou, Sun Huaizhong.

In fact, there is another one of Xu Jun's friends who has been with him for many years. He is a pure martial artist and the number one martial artist known as "Master Lin", Yashan Lin Jiangxian. It's just that Lin Jiangxian didn't reveal his identity at the time and just picked a corner to drink.

Wuzhou and Chaoge, two female champions, have been close friends for a long time.

As one of the congratulatory gifts, Wuzhou not only gave Xu Juan, the co-leader of the two sects, an art of refining objects, but also taught Xu Juan, who had long since become a ghost, an extremely superior ghost cultivation technique.

This Xu Jun, who has deep blessings and many beautiful blessings, has a mantra, "It's already very good."

There were also some distinguished guests who did not attend the wedding banquet but sent famous invitations and congratulatory gifts, such as Gao Gu of Huayang Palace, Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister of the Qingshen Dynasty, Bai Ou, the national master, etc.

In the world, almost all the respected sects and Taoist officials were generous with their congratulatory messages and gifts.

The congratulations and seating of each successful person are not only a blessing to the newlyweds Xu Jun and Chao Ge, but also a benefit to Wu Shuangjiang.

It will be the same when Chen Ping'an gets married to Ning Yao, the number one person in the colorful world.

One of Wu Shuangjiang's clones naturally wanted to stay in Feisheng City.

Regarding this matter, Daozu must have seen everything at a glance.

But other than Daozu Bai Yujing, no one may be able to learn about this matter.

Just because Wu Shuangjiang's status as a military monk was so eye-catching that it wasn't even a cover-up, Wu Shuangjiang made it clear that he would use this old path to join the Fourteenth Realm.

But don't forget that in the Haoran Martial Temple, there are still two military "killing gods" whose status as worshipers was reduced only because of their shortcomings in merit and deeds. Their surnames are Wu and Bai.

The demon that transformed from the outside had quietly fled to Haoran, and then traveled all the way to the prison on the Great Sword Qi Wall, where it finally settled.

Over the past ten thousand years, where has the war been the most frequent?

The reason why the old observer came to this "conclusive conclusion" was based on guesswork, and it was literal.

After all, trying to deduce the path of a Fourteenth Realm monk from the Great Dao is definitely not a pleasant thing.

As for whether Daozu would leak this matter to anyone, such as the second disciple Yu Dou? Certainly not.

Thinking of something, the old temple master said: "That guy with the Taoist name 'Shou Ling', he didn't take Wang Yuanlu under his command early. He said he was a beautiful jade but not carved, but in fact he just deliberately gave me a favor and owed him a lot of money." A favor big or small.”

The old temple master smiled and said: "There is a young swordsman in the Qingshen Dynasty who has excellent qualifications, but he is suffering from the lack of guidance from a master."

Xiao Mo said: "While Mr. Bai Ye has not returned to Xuandu Temple, after drinking today, I quickly went to the Qingshan Dynasty to teach him some swordsmanship. He will treat him as a direct disciple and teach as many as I can."

The old temple master shook his head and said: "You don't have to be so serious. You only need to teach a few mediocre sword skills to that kid, which will benefit him for life."

Xiao Mo said: "Since you have taught me, you must take it seriously."

The old temple master nodded and said nothing more. As a fellow Taoist, there is no need to be polite.

The old viewer lightly stamped his feet, put his fingers together, and with a casual touch, water mist rose up on the table to create a picture of mountains and rivers.

The old patron smiled and asked, "Have you seen anything at all?"

Xiao Mo just glanced at it, nodded and said: "The astronomical image is the layout of the gods. It is obviously guided by an expert with enough Taoist experience."

Although Xiao Mo didn't know the map on the table, which showed the distribution of Dachao Sect, Liangjing Mountain and all the vassal hills, Xiao Mo's Taoist age and vision were there.

So as soon as Xiao Mo raised his hand, a star map was hung on the table opposite it, the Big Dipper Armillary Sphere, which was the Ziwei Yuan that had been dim for thousands of years.

He did not regain his glory because of his careful ascent to heaven and his entry into the old heaven.

As long as it is not one, let alone half one, most of one. In fact, even if it is only a few centimeters different from that one, even if it is a thorough cultivation, it is already equivalent to a fifteenth realm qi practitioner, and can control the people of the old heaven. Despite the filling and changing of divine positions, he still cannot become the true master of the "Purple Palace" in the center of the sky city.

Therefore, Zhou Mi still cannot become...the Sixteenth Realm!

The old temple master revealed some secrets, "The founding father of Liangjing Mountain is the little girl Pianzi from Chaoge. She was once a 'Chaotian Girl' with a household registration. But now Qingming Tianxia, ​​including the Liangjingshan Genealogy monks, know about this. There are only a handful of people who are old things.”

"So Xu Jun must die once. If he doesn't die, how can he take the form of a heroic spirit and embark on an illusory path to heaven?"

"If the purple palace flag is straight, the emperor will come. Haha, the emperor. Although this little girl Chaoge is ambitious, she will not be too unpopular. This is right."

Xiao Mo smiled and said: "In terms of scheming, the monks are still stronger today."

The old temple master nodded and said: "Wandering around, I don't know how much effort has been spent on this world."

"What is 'Taohua'?"

It's rare to meet an old friend who is willing to have a drink and chat casually with him. I was inspired by this, and the old viewer came to ask and answer his own questions.

"Chen Ping'an's ancestral home is a kind of Taoism to Ni Ping Lane. Li Xisheng's family mansion is the same to Fulu Street. A down-and-out mountain is the same to the former site of Lizhu Dongtian."

"First of all, we have to move. It is not a simple oil slick on the water, a leaf of duckweed swirling in the migratory water. It is not the lowly boat owners in Hongzhu Town who are not even allowed to land. It is like a nail that sinks deep into the water. Geography and heart, with strong energy and spirit, can have a real and long-term impact on the customs, customs and people of the land and water. But this kind of Taoism is still temporary, superficial, not solid, just a trace on the snow."

"Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou once settled in the house next to Chen Ping'an's ancestral home. Not long after he stayed, Qi Jingchun's old school opened for elementary school around 60 years ago. The young boy Tianjun stayed in the backyard of Yang's medicine shop for ten thousand years. Once the building is gone, it will become a passing cloud, and there will only be some disconnected threads of 'heart and things' left, which cannot be regarded as Taoism."

The old patron shook his sleeves, stretched out a finger, and drew a circle in the air, "More importantly, it did not form a small world with closed doors and an orderly circulation."

"Of course they did it intentionally. If they had to do it, they really didn't want to. Just like when I visited the Taoist Temple in the East China Sea, they deliberately left a wellhead in Daquan Mirage City without actually closing the door."

"Do you know why the sage master cannot defeat Taoist ancestors? It's because even though Haoran only respects Confucianism, there are still hundreds of schools of thought."

"For the Holy Master, every knowledge is a burden. Hundreds of flowers bloom outside a tree, and the scenery is gorgeous. The owner has to pay the price of seeing a courtyard of beautiful scenery every day."

Hao Su, the criminal officer of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, once used "Chanjuan", one of his natal flying swords, to transform Haocai into Dao, thus breaking the great connection between the bright moon and the wild world.

After that, Jianxiu Haosu lived here for a period of time, just to erase the "marks of the Tao" and prevent the great monks from the Qing Ming world from coming here to observe the Tao. Based on this context, he could deduce the details of a natal flying sword. The truth is, if you develop a winning move early, this will make Haosu lose his advantage early when he and others ask for swords. Except for a few, the Qi practitioners at the top of the mountain are happy to have a few killer methods specifically for sword cultivators.

The old viewer waved his sleeves, showing a series of landscape paintings of wild places, "As for this kind of passing, although the current changes are huge, in fact, if someone is injured in the local area, it will heal itself soon, and the impact will gradually be eliminated."

It was the sword cultivators from the Great Wall of Sword Qi who visited ten places in the wilderness, stopping and stopping along the way.

Zongmen Baihua City, ancient battlefield site Longhong, Dayue Qingshan, Yunwen Dynasty Jade City, Chunjian Mountain, Xianhao City, Jiuquan Zong, Yiluohe, Tuoyue Mountain, and the bright moon.

Back then, in the secret territory of Luzhou in Beiju, "Taoist Master Sun" who was a guest of Haoran's Xuandu Monastery once taught a similar principle to fellow Taoist Chen.

Before that, Chen Pingan had been thinking about a question.

It’s not just a superficial taste, but an attempt to trace the origin.

At the Water God Temple on the border of Cangjun Lake, Chen Ping'an and Du Yu met by chance. After they got acquainted, they asked the latter about the "dilemma" of a hero who drew his sword to help when there was injustice on the road.

Let’s just say that not long ago, Liu Ming, who was temporarily unknown, said what he said after meeting Chen Pingan in Qingluan Kingdom’s study room was nothing more than trying to prove that he had “been in the world.”

The old temple leader turned around and asked: "Wang Yuanlu, my teacher, let me ask you, ten thousand years is a long time, why are there so many smart people, countless talents and heroes, and fifteen years of achievements in the world during this period?" Are there still only the three people who have entered the Dao Realm? Is it so difficult just to have one more person?"

Wang Yuanlu returned to his original position and squatted. It looked like he had his hands in his sleeves, but in fact he was carefully studying the greeting gift inside his sleeves. He must be a magic weapon with a starting rank. Isn't it impossible for him to be a semi-immortal soldier?

If the senior Xiao Mo who gave the gift hadn't left yet, with Wang Yuanlu's usual behavior, it would have been like getting a piece of gold. He had to take a bite and see if there were any tooth marks to confirm the authenticity.

Hearing this question from his master, Wang Yuanlu answered honestly: "The founder of the three religions has perfect merits and perfect practice. He has opened up three avenues for the world. This is to establish the religion and call him the ancestor."

Xiaomo smiled.

The old temple master said: "Speak in human language."

Wang Yuanlu murmured in a low voice: "How come the principles that appear in the book are not human words?"

This skinny Taoist priest who was once one of the ten young candidates in the world came from a lineage of rice thieves. He was submissive in front of everyone. He only became bold and spoke extremely with an acquaintance who almost mistakenly recognized his ancestor. Have courage. Of course, if a Taoist priest can hide when something happens, but if Wang Yuanlu chooses to take action against someone who cannot escape, it will definitely be a fatal blow.

The old temple master smiled and said: "We have guests here. You are my master's founding disciple. Behave well. Have you warmed up the immortal weapon in your sleeve? If my master remembers correctly, you haven't become my disciple yet." present?"

When Wang Yuanlu heard that the gift was actually an immortal weapon, he immediately became energetic and became eloquent in an instant, as if he could not apologize for this precious gift without saying a few words.

"The founders of the three religions are geniuses among geniuses on the road to spiritual practice, and they also have the advantage of being first. Just like the most proud man in the world, he wrote a poem, 'Raise your head and look at the bright moon.' The people who wrote the poem behind then wrote about the bright moon. There is nothing I can do about the related poems, and I am at a disadvantage. It is not interesting to write about looking up at the bright moon, and it is considered light without being scolded for plagiarism. At most, it is a bit innovative to write about looking down at the bright moon, but writing about this kind of moon in the water , in the end, it is not as powerful as writing about the sky and the moon, but it is less powerful if you practice the Tao."

"Each of them occupies a world. The movement of the great road is complete. The heaven and earth, yin and yang, the three talents and the five elements, the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains and rivers, and all living beings are walking on the road. It is impossible to escape from the rut. You can have thousands of qi practitioners and tens of thousands of spiritual paths. Wan Qian, the Ascension Realm is only on the top of the mountain, but the Fourteenth Realm is still in the human world."

Xiaomo nodded.

The old temple master asked: "Then do you think if the founder of the three religions lives for another ten thousand years, how can he have the chance to reach the fifteenth realm?"

Wang Yuanlu was silent for a moment and said softly: "It is best to change a piece of land, similar to the latest colorful world. It must be big enough to be able to carry the great road. Sword refining, martial arts training, the integration of the three religions, and the cultivation of ancient magical powers. All I can think of are these four paths.”

“Why can’t the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain in the wild world not reach the fifteenth level?”

Because Chen Qingdu joined hands with Guanzhao and Longjun, and asked the sword to support Yueshan, the co-leader of the demon clan in the world missed the best opportunity to unite the wild world.

What’s more, after that, there was the Great Wall of Sword Qi that stood still and the Hundred Thousand Mountains that took root in the wilderness, which led to the "incomplete way" in the wilderness world.

The great ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain was unable to reach the summit, which gave Zhou Mi an opportunity to take advantage of.

And these two places, together with the Donghai Taoist Temple located in Tongyezhou by the master of Bixiao Cave, or the top sect of Haoran similar to Longhu Mountain in the Middle Earth, and the Xuandu Temple and Huayang Palace outside Baiyujing in Qingmingtianxia, ​​are Very different situation.

Even if these sects have Fourteenth Realm monks in charge, they still have clear distinctions between the Confucian Temple and Bai Yujing, as well as the distinction between monarch and minister.

But the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Shiwanda Mountain were different. They were a large piece of land cut off from the wild world, and they were on the same level as the Tuoyue Mountain.

The old temple master smiled and asked: "Xiao Mo, do you know why Dao Ancestor appeared in Baidi City?"

This new name of Xiaomo is very easy for the old patron to call.

Xiaomo shook his head.

The old temple master sighed: "Zheng Juzhong is a very strange person. He always wants to prove that he is not a Taoist ancestor."

Xiao Mo asked: "If you figure it out, regardless of whether the answer is yes or no, City Lord Zheng is going to turn against the guest?"

The old patron laughed loudly, as expected, they had to chat like this.

Xiao Mo asked doubtfully: "Can it be done?"

The old temple master twisted his beard and said with a smile: "You can't know whether it works or not until you try it."

Just like he was observing the Taoist temple, using the entire lotus flower blessed land and the small lotus cave where the Taoist ancestors were seated, he asked for thousands of years, trying to turn the world upside down. It was different and failed, but the process itself is Taoism.

Let's just say that in the Qingming world today, in the long run, the biggest threat to Bai Yujing, in the eyes of the old observer, is actually the Leap Moon Peak that Zhang Fenghai and Wu Fu worked hard to join forces with.

Parting ways with Bai Yujing is both famous and real. This is a true Taoist world.

If the great leader Kou Ming follows the old path of master Taoist ancestors, even if he "transforms the three qings into one body and then merges the Tao into one", it will be difficult for him to reach the fifteenth realm when he returns to Bai Yujing.

Unless Yu Dou comes to travel far away with his sword early, and the group of Qi practitioners led by Zhang Fenghai who have worked hard to eradicate them all, and then level the Leap Moon Peak and completely smash it to pieces.

But this doesn't fit in with Yu Dou's style of doing things.

Because Yu Dou likes to discuss things as they happen, and only talks about right and wrong.

In short, from Yu Dou's point of view, in the whole world, there is no difference between inside and outside Baiyujing, or even between mountains and mountains.

As long as you are the one who made a mistake and fell into Yu Dou's hands, no matter who you are, what your identity is, or what your background is, whether you admit your mistake now or whether you correct your mistake in the future is meaningless.

Moreover, Jin Xin and Zhang Fenghai cannot support each other for a long time and resist Yu Dou's interceptions again and again. So what if Zheng Juzhong appears out of thin air to disrupt the situation?

If the general trend of the world cannot help but sink into the situation, the cause and effect of the world of mortals is heavily involved, and it is difficult to maintain the state of an empty boat of heaven and earth. We can only descend one step from the main road, or we must change the road. From then on, we will be trapped by the general trend and cannot escape. The fourteen states of Qingming , "Lu Chen" is a state or even several states, how should Lu Chen deal with himself? How to talk about entering the fifteenth realm that seems to be only one step away?

There is no doubt that Zheng Juzhong is an extremely pure seeker.

But this does not prevent Zheng Juzhong from breaking the pot, leaving the entire Qingming world covered with the heavy traces of his path after he "scattered two or even three Zheng Juzhong of the Fourteenth Realm".

It is enough to change the world of Qing Ming.

Once Zheng Juzhong still has a backup plan, will he break and then stand up again?

In this unprecedented chessboard "double chess piece", the number of chess pieces Yu Dou and Bai Yujing have is of course extremely large, but they are still numerous, and the number is not unlimited.

Once a game of chess is played, the number of chess pieces in Yu Dou's chess jar will become less and less, and occasionally increase, but the general trend is still to make ends meet, and the number of chess pieces decreases again and again.

But Zheng Juzhong, as long as he ensures that he will not be killed by anyone, and will not end up dead, then even if Zheng Juzhong has far fewer chess pieces than Bai Yujing, his chessboard will be the entire Qingming. The world, even vast, colorful and wild, and the number of chess pieces in the chess jar can continue to increase, more and more, increasing and increasing.

There is a new temple of martial arts in the world of Qing Ming. I, Zheng, am in the center, just like the first god hanging in the middle of the portrait.

When the world is in chaos, the smoke and flames of war in the fourteen states are the endless incense to worship this brand new martial arts temple.

The old spectator looked up into the distance.

Just be afraid, Zheng Juzhong and Zaitian Zhoumi have long been colluding in the human world, and they are people of the same way.

This kind of collusion does not mean face-to-face discussions.

If this is the case, I believe Zheng Juzhong must have gone to the Confucian Temple Gongdelin long ago.

It is a kind of tacit understanding that the two sides do not need to say a word at all, and it does not even delay them from being enemies for a while.

As long as we go our own way and do our own thing, one day we will reach the same destination through different paths.

The old viewer pointed his finger at the table, and an ant emerged from his fingertips. The water ripples were like a lotus blooming, and finally it was shaped into a picture with distinct contexts.

The ant seemed to be crawling on a large piece of paper, with thick ink marks. The ant was in a complicated maze that hit walls at every turn and had to make frequent detours.

The old viewer smiled and said: "Puppet pulling strings. If you don't know that you are the puppet string puller, you are free."

"The Tao has no compensation. Or it can transcend the barriers of words and language. Or it can drag the world's people's hearts upward with its own power. It's all a kind of Tao."

Thousands of years passed by in a blink of an eye, and the person who drank the water had long forgotten the well digger.

There is no need to know who the brewer is when drinking, as long as the wine is okay.

Xiao Mo raised the wine bowl and said with a smile: "When sorrow comes, I will be sad again. I have wine to drink."

The old patron laughed loudly, "Xiao Mo, your ability to persuade people to drink is amazing now."

Xiao Mo didn't dare to be greedy for merit and explained: "I just learned a few things from the young master."

Upon hearing this, the old temple master immediately turned his head and spat on the ground.