The leaves of the poplar trees at the base of the mountain are wilted and yellow. It is estimated that if there is another cold wind, the yellow leaves will fly all over the ground.

It is autumn in the Zhongnan Mountains, and persimmons hang on the branches like lanterns, blooming in abundance.

Chen Xinghe picked a persimmon casually.

The persimmon is round and plump, which means "everything is perfect". You must try one when you see it.

Gently peel off the thin skin of the persimmon, revealing the juicy and juicy flesh. Take a bite, and you can't help but feel the fragrance lingering on your lips and teeth, and your mouth will be full of sweetness.

"Yeah, it's delicious. Pick some and take them home to eat."

Suddenly I heard someone laughing and saying: "The Taoist is friendly and cheerful. Before the fourth watch, he went to Zhongnan Mountain to eat persimmons! And he was so unique in accompanying him."

I don't know when, a middle-aged man appeared next to the persimmon tree, looked Chen Xinghe up and down and said: "Fellow Taoist spirit is full of energy, far better than those monks who are fighting around in the mountains. Look at the bare hills in the north. It was originally late autumn."

The scenery, they fought hard, turned into a winter scene."

"I don't dare to call you a senior Taoist friend. I am no different from those monks. I come here with the same opportunistic mentality. I wish they would fight to the death and then I would take advantage of them."

"Hahaha, you are honest and said everything in your heart."

"Alas! A layman is not worthy of being called a monk. Seeing this mountain, I suddenly felt the Taoism lingering in my heart. I felt a little more in my heart, and began to reflect on whether I was too utilitarian. In such a world, the Taoism exists forever, and there are hidden mysteries. I don't know.

What’s the origin?”

"My little friends can see this persimmon tree and stand here to reflect. It is already impressive. This mountain is called Zhongnan, also known as Taibai Mountain or Taiyi Mountain. Just by hearing the name, you can tell that it has a high status. Taoist masters of all ages have been here.

Enlightenment, feeling the popularity of the past, there are also many deceivers who come to take advantage of the glory. As time goes by, there are many ruins and caves in the mountains, and more people come to seek immortality and ask questions. It is too long ago to mention that there was Chen Tuan in the first two dynasties.

, Lu Dongbin, Liu Haichan, Zhang Wumeng and others linger in the mountains, and if they are lucky, they may encounter immortal fate. "

Chen Xinghe laughed: "Hahaha, it's ridiculous. Those people are so focused on looking for Yan Chixia's mantle. Maybe they lost the watermelon and picked up the sesame seeds."

The middle-aged monk nodded and smiled, and disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Weier exclaimed: "With such a level of cultivation, who is this person?"

Chen Xinghe looked at the mountain and said: "I don't know, maybe he is this persimmon tree, maybe he is Yan Chixia in person, maybe he is the characters he mentioned just now, Chen Tuan, Lu Dongbin, Liu Haichan, Zhang Wumeng,

Or maybe it's the mountain god here! Since we met by fate, I guess he has appeared in front of other people, and his appearance may be different, but his persuasion must be the same."

Jiang Weier was suspicious: "Xinghe's tone doesn't sound like speculation, but very certain."

"Because I saw his feelings for this mountain in this person's eyes. He doesn't want Zhongnan Mountain to be damaged, so those lead cloud monks and ghost emperor guards should not go too far. If they go beyond the red line, they may even die.

Don’t even know.”

"So powerful?"

"Of course it's awesome. But in this small mission world, it's very difficult to form an elixir. Unless you're a genius, or someone who's loved by heaven and earth, you can't form an elixir. There must be only one person in a million who can survive the level, and it's not comparable to ordinary golden elixir monks."

"Then what do we do now?"

"Practice! It just so happens that I have just been promoted to the late stage of foundation building and need to lay down a solid foundation. I simply find a place on the mountain to practice. I may gain something from experiencing the mountain with a monastic mentality."

"Great!" Jiang Weier readily agreed, and King Shura patted the jade horse, indicating that he was fine.

In this way, Chen Xinghe went into the mountain and found a stone cave. He used his sword to attack inside and opened up a simple cave.

From that night onwards, he sat quietly in meditation, watching the sunrise in the morning and the sea of ​​stars at night, feeling the breath and breathing in and out, feeling like he was seeking enlightenment and enlightenment.

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

Calculating the time, it has been one and a half months since we left Motian Ridge, and there are still three months and nineteen days before the next mission starts.

After seven days, I gained a little bit and felt a pure Yang sword energy in the mountains.

At first, there was only a trace of the pure Yang artistic conception. As I continue to understand and observe, I can probably pinpoint the origin of this pure Yang.

Chen Xinghe stood up suddenly. He took action for the first time in seven days. He moved to a dilapidated stone cave thirty miles away. He lowered his head and walked in. He saw words on the stone wall: "Many people in the world have said that I am capable."

When I heard the flying sword killing people, I laughed loudly and said, The compassionate one is a Buddha. Immortals are like Buddhas, how can they take human lives? My own sword is different from that. One cuts off greed and anger, the second cuts off love and desire, and the third

To cut off worries, these are the three swords!"

At the end it says: "Lu Chunyang stays!"

Chen Xinghe stood there for a long time, calm on the surface, but his heart was agitated, and he thought secretly: "This sentence means that some people misrepresented that I can kill people with flying swords. After hearing this, I laughed and said, compassion is the foundation of Buddhism. Immortal family

It's the same as Buddhism, how can there be any reason to hurt people's lives? Of course I also have a sword, but it is different from the one in the legend. One is used to cut off the heart of greed and anger, the other is used to cut off the heart of love, and the other is used to cut off the heart of love.

These are my three swords, which are used to cut off the troubled mind."

"Chun Yang?"

"Self-destruction?"

"This senior is naturally a decisive person in killing, but he also has the virtue of living well."

"If you read it correctly, this set of stone carvings hides the method of self-destruction. This senior will be happy and happy. Cutting off greed and anger means cutting off the murderous intention."

"Through continuous self-destruction, people who sharpen their pure yang cannot achieve it without great perseverance and great determination."

Chen Xinghe was not polite at all, he used his sword to cut down the stone wall with a "clack", and carried the stone carvings left by Lu Chunyang back home.

As soon as he returned, there was a loud noise in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, someone flew into the air with his sword, forming a sword array to kill the enemy.

"A fight started?"

"That's a pretty good beating!"

"I just found something good, can you let me digest it before I play?"

"If you get the Chunyang self-destruction method, you may not be interested in Yan Chixia's mantle."

Although Chen Xinghe went astray when he came to Liaozhai World, this battle quickly led him back to the original path. He saw hundreds of flying swords moving in unison, dozens of zombies howling and screaming, and their bodies torn apart.

A figure stood proudly in the sky, it was Sword King Dugu Sheng.

A figure among the zombies is very eye-catching. It is the famous hunting king of the Sunset Hall, and he is also the guy who caught the Buddha zombies and sold them out.

Sword King Dugu Sheng suddenly looked at Chen Xinghe, his eyes were so sharp that it made people tremble, and he said, "Is it you?"

"I changed my skin, can you still recognize me?" Chen Xinghe was a little surprised.

"It's you, I won't admit my mistake. You, Xiong Dayue and others made me taste the taste of failure. If it weren't for you, how could I, the Sword King Dugu Sheng, have fallen to this point today?"

The sword flashed in the sky and came close in an instant.

The opponent was faster, Chen Xinghe was faster, and the black rope sword slashed out.

However, he did not expect that Dugu Sheng's sword would be split into three parts and slashed out in a series of "swish"s.

"Crack..." The newly obtained stone carving shattered into pieces, and the precious and incomparable ray of pure Yang dissipated.

Chen Xinghe's eyes widened. This sword cut off a huge opportunity, and his heart seemed to be bleeding.
Chapter completed!