Xu Changqing and his fellow juniors were floating quietly in mid-air.
The people below, led by Tang Kun, bent down and bowed: "Thank you all the heroes of Shushan for saving your life."
"Thank you, hero, for saving my dog's life!" "Thank you, hero!"
Looking at the uniform voice of thanks below, Xu Changqing smiled slightly, clasped his fists in return, and then looked at each other with Chang Yin, and the two of them took the lead to soar into the sky.
The Shushan disciples from behind hurriedly followed, and after a while, in the blue sky, only the traces of clouds scattered like cotton could be seen after being slashed by flying swords.
After a while, everyone dispersed.
Poisonous people are raging, and every family has suffered losses. After being grateful, you should care about whether your own family is still safe. You know, this time there are many poisonous people who have no clothes on and are still in other people's homes.
How should I explain this to my family?
As for this kind of farewell ceremony, it was of course Chang Yin who arranged it. As the successor in charge of intelligence in Shushan, he not only had to pay attention to the news about demons, but also the reputation of Shushan's disciples among the people in the world.
Only by winning the hearts and minds of the people can Shushan stand firmly in the spiritual world, and it will be much easier for its disciples to go out to kill demons in the future.
I have to admit that sometimes local snakes can be quite helpful.
And if a nobody, with no family or sect, stands up and calls on the heroes to resist the demon, who do you think will take notice?
Jingtian stood there blankly, looking up attentively. The sky was blue, high up, and deep, as if it had not changed since ancient times.
Riding the sword and riding the wind, you are free between heaven and earth.
Sword Fairy!
It was so free and comfortable. He also wanted to escape from the mud of this mortal world and become a high-ranking, extraordinary swordsman.
It's a pity that the hero Changqing said last night that his bones are average, and he is too old. Unless someone can help him change his tendons and cleanse his marrow, and continue to take secret medicines and rare fruits, there is no possibility of practicing.
In short, this is the first sentence: Poor people are not worthy of being swordsmen.
woo woo woo woo!
"Boss, what are you standing here looking at? I just saw the eldest lady of the Tang family secretly hiding in a corner and crying. Did you make her cry again?
Oh, are you a boy? Mother said, you should let the girl go." Maomao came over and asked honestly.
Jingtian came back to his senses and waved his hand, very impatient.
"If I don't go, she, the dignified eldest lady of the Tang family, still needs me, an ordinary little guy, to comfort her?
Moreover, when did I make her cry? Didn't I just say that she wanted to eat swan meat and actually wanted to get married to Bai Tofu and have a son?
Haha, woman!"
Maomao grabbed Jingtian's hand and said quickly: "Boss, have you forgotten what mother once said?
If we meet a girl in the future or have a daughter-in-law, we must not let her cry. This woman’s tears are like water in her brain. If she lets her cry dry, it will become very scary!"
Jingtian was startled, hesitated for a moment, and quickly walked in the direction of Tangjiabao.
"You're right, I can't make Granny Pig smart, so how can I bully her in the future?"
"Hehe!" Maomao stood there and smiled foolishly.
He is a person who is easily satisfied. He has only two wishes in this world:
The first is that the boss can have a happy life every day;
Second: He wanted to visit Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty. He heard that it was extremely prosperous, with thousands of nations coming to visit, and everyone had enough to eat, and no one went hungry.
He is very afraid of hunger.
…
One month later.
Shushan.
Chang Yin stood quietly at the door of the quiet room. The mountain peaks were high in the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist. From time to time, sword light flashed across the sky and disappeared in the sea of clouds in the blink of an eye.
That's when the junior brothers go out to slay demons. There is a high probability that they will return victorious, but there is also a possibility that they will never be seen again.
So, what is the purpose of living?
"Chang Yin!"
Hearing the call, he turned around and saw Senior Brother Xu Changqing standing under the peach tree with a bottle of wine and a smile.
"I heard from the leader that Junior Brother, you are about to retreat and break through to the realm of Nascent Soul. This year's peach blossom brew has just come out, so I will send you a pot as an advance congratulation."
Xu Changqing handed over the wine bottle and said happily.
It has always been too tiring to support Shushan alone.
Chang Yin took it without politeness.
The eldest brother is a monk. Although he does not drink alcohol, he loves making wine for some reason. The junior brothers like him are not yet monks, but they are blessed with good food.
This peach blossom brew is made from peach blossoms. The peach tree on the mountain blooms once every thirty years, bears fruit once every thirty years, and matures after another thirty years.
As a wine brewed from peach blossoms, it not only has the effect of increasing and condensing mana, but also has the unique effect of clearing the mind and reducing desires, helping to overcome the inner demons.
The physical body and spirit of a practitioner are far beyond that of ordinary people, thousands of times, far beyond the ordinary world. However, as long as they are human, they will have seven emotions and six desires, cares, preferences, and even obsessions.
Ordinary people will choose to destroy themselves and those around them because they can't think about it for a moment. As a practitioner, it's okay at ordinary times. If you feel something is wrong, you can silently recite the Pure Heart Mantra.
But when a big realm is broken through, one's own strength and spirit will instantly increase several times or even dozens of times. As a result of this rapid expansion, it is easy for people to get lost in it, amplify their desires, obsessions, and eventually sink.
Even with a righteous path like Shushan, every few years there will be disciples who go crazy for various reasons.
Generally speaking, it's okay for people who are obsessed with madness, and the elders can suppress them directly. However, although some people are obsessed with it, they don't show it for the time being, and by the time they are discovered, it may have caused irreparable consequences.
Chang Yin opened the wine bottle and poured it directly into his mouth.
The wine is like a string of thin lines being elongated, extending from the bottom of the bottle to the mouth of the bottle. It lasts so long that it seems to keep flowing, and the aroma of flowers and fruits is permeated.
Sweet and mellow.
"What a delicious wine. People come and go in Shushan, but the taste of this peach blossom wine never changes.
Senior brother, do you think I can drink such delicious wine in the future?" Chang Yin sighed with emotion.
Who can survive? Even Pangu, who was once aloof and created the world, as well as the incarnations of Pangu and the ancestors of all spirits in the world, the gods Shennong and Nuwa, haven't they all fallen?
"Sorry, junior brother, if you wait a few more years for the elders and masters to ascend, you have to inherit the position of elder of Yuanshen. According to the regulations of Shushan, only monks can serve as masters and elders, and you are not allowed to drink alcohol at that time." Xu Changqing comforted.
road.
Chang Yin:???
After a moment of silence, Chang Yin's eyes lit up: "Elder brother, you were the leader at that time, so you couldn't change the rules of Shushan.
I have sweated and spilled blood for the common people, why shouldn't I be allowed to drink?"
Xu Changqing shook his head firmly: "Only when you have no desires and no demands can you always be in tune with the way of heaven and help the people. If you have desires, you will easily be taken advantage of and controlled by others."
For example, up and down Shushan Mountain, everyone wanted to beat up the little yellow cat, but found that no one could catch up, and even if they did, they couldn't beat him, so they had to put the blame on Chang Yin.
Everyone came to eat when they had nothing to do. In the end, no one had anything to eat, and everyone had mastered the art of fasting.
Although the leader said that this was a process of cultivating one's mind and character, no one believed it. Some even doubted that leader Qingwei could not catch up with the cat.
"Okay!" Chang Yin said helplessly.
For him, wine is fine even if he doesn't drink it. It's just a matter of appetite. How can he feel the comfort of comprehending the great road, ascending to the heavenly mind, and realizing the truth of the world.
Later, Xu Changqing did not hesitate to teach him about his experience in achieving Nascent Soul, and some tips, such as which acupoints can condense mana faster, what pills to take to avoid pain, etc.
In the blink of an eye, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the horizon, the sky was rendered with a little blush, and the mountain peaks far and near were covered with glow.
Chang Yinyi sat under a peach tree, with peach blossoms dancing in the air, and from time to time he would put a mouthful of peach blossom stuffed wine into his mouth.
Looking at the pink sky, with the delicious taste of spiritual wine in his mouth, he suddenly sighed in his heart: "Elder brother, I remember when I was tired from studying swordsmanship when I was young, the two of us would sit here for a while.
More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, the trees have grown taller, the flowers have bloomed and faded, and only the sunset remains the same as before."
"Yes, Junior Brother Chang Yin, I hope that a hundred years from now, we can still watch the sunset and chat together here.
When the time comes, I will definitely have a drink with you." Xu Changqing said with a smile.
When Chang Yin heard this, he became interested: "Senior Brother, you must keep your word. If you don't drink by then, I will tell the disciples that you, the leader, keep your word."
"You have no joke!"
"Okay!" Chang Yin suddenly felt relieved and smiled.
"Elder brother, I'm going too~"
After a while, the quiet room door closed directly, and the corresponding formation also opened directly.
Xu Changqing stood quietly for a while, and when the jade talisman around his waist sounded, he turned into a sword and left.
Elder Yuanshen silently walked out from behind the peach tree, arrived in front of the door of the quiet room, stood with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and meditated.
He was not worried about something happening to his apprentice, he was just worried that the little yellow cat would lose control and become lawless, and he would not be able to explain to his senior brother.
…
In the quiet room, Chang Yin closed his eyes and rested his mind. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth merged into his body almost like a surge of ocean tide, disappearing instantly without making any waves.
The next wave of spiritual energy surged over again.
Logically speaking, the road to spiritual practice is long and difficult, so it should be slower and slower.
And according to the instructions of Elder Yuanshen, they should lay a solid foundation at this age and do not need to seek quick success, so he needs to spend a lot of time every day learning information, runes, formations, and some knowledge of world governance.
But for some reason, after entering the golden elixir level, even if he didn't do any practice, the spiritual power was almost surging and flowing to him continuously.
In addition, Shushan is where the sacred tree that created the world was located, the beginning of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, and the spiritual energy was like the sea, so his realm changed almost every few days.
Even sometimes, as soon as I wake up, I am in an inexplicable state of progress from the eighth level of the golden elixir to the ninth level of the golden elixir.
If it weren't for the fact that his physical body was also constantly strengthening at the same time, he even doubted that he could be exploded by this huge spiritual power.
Even the head of Qingwei, who had the highest level of cultivation in Shushan, came to check and was a little doubtful about his life, but he still comforted him.
"Chang Yin, don't worry, these spiritual powers are nothing now in the realm after Nascent Soul.
Only when you reach Nascent Soul will you understand what the true Tao is and what the Dharma is!
In short, just break through the Nascent Soul and it will be fine."
Chang Yin believed it, and when he looked inside, he saw complex and mysterious patterns of the same golden color appearing on the golden bones. Looking closely, these patterns turned out to be little yellow cats with different shapes and movements.
.
These cat articles seemed to be expounding some supreme principles of heaven and earth, but he couldn't understand them anyway. When he asked Lele, Lele said he would understand them when he became an immortal.
It is really difficult to cultivate immortality.
With a thought, he started to run the secret method of body refining with a strange name. Those extremely complex secret patterns continued to shine, and finally.
"Buzz~"
Between the eyebrows, a secret yellow cat mark flashed, and almost boundless blood surged all over his body. He rushed out of the room like a wolf smoke, and finally rushed into the sky.
Then, the mighty spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be attracted by something, and surged crazily into the quiet room. Gradually, a tornado of spiritual energy almost formed outside the quiet room, and entered Chang Yin's body like a giant whale sucking water.
In the dantian, as more and more mana is refined from the five-color spiritual energy, the entire dantian is filled with white liquid, gradually submerging the golden elixir.
When the magic power is perfect, the next step is to break the elixir to become a baby. Shattering does not mean breaking the golden elixir, and the golden elixir is not a real iron plate. The little elemental spirit in its center has already changed with the cultivation level since entering the golden elixir realm.
Gradually grow.
"Baby!"
At this time, as the magic power in the dantian was completed, the round golden elixir collapsed directly inward, and after a while it turned into a white light spot, like a nebula, slowly rotating.
In the center of the nebula, there are golden and white lights flashing alternately.
Then, Nebula continued to absorb the mana from the golden elixir, and with the assistance of various secret techniques, it gradually condensed into a pure golden sword.
Sword baby!
The little sword grew rapidly and reached nine inches in size in the blink of an eye.
After practicing for twenty-five years, I finally achieved Nascent Soul.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yuanying Ancestor, this is a great supernatural power who is almost the ancestor of those small sects.
After the Nascent Soul, spiritual consciousness can see the deeper rules of this world. Power is the real magic power, and the methods used are called magic.
What is law? It is rules, principles and principles!
As a sword cultivator, if one could comprehend the power of the void, merge the human sword with the sword, and travel through the void, then there would be very few sword cultivators like this in the world.
The sword infant is ready in an instant.
"Buzz~"
The quiet room is suspended above the mountain, the sky and the earth are changing, and more intense spiritual energy is gathering and falling into the mountain.
Cang Gu, who was standing outside, twitched his mouth. Why is this apprentice absorbing spiritual energy faster and faster? He won't reach his realm in a few years, right?
Can’t I teach my apprentice a lesson in the future?
impossible!
He is the elder of the Yuanshen, and his spiritual veins are much better than here. He also once practiced the Pure Art, and his skills are thousands of times higher than those in the general Mahayana stage.
Even if this disciple practices for eight hundred years, he still won't be able to surpass him.
No big deal!
…
"Squeak~"
Chang Yin opened the door and went out, feeling high-spirited.
Nowadays, in the entire Shu Mountain, there are only five elders who are far more powerful than him. Even the senior brother who has the appearance of becoming an immortal has just advanced to Nascent Soul a few years ago.
He, Chang Yin, is very strong!
"Meow meow~" the little yellow cat appeared and started to praise.
"Wow, you are so good at shoveling shit! Just in time, a demon is coming to Shushan soon. He is stronger than your senior brother. Go deal with him quickly."
Chang Yin puffed up his chest confidently: "Demon? A chicken or a dog!"
Apart from his magic power, his strongest strength now is actually his body, and ordinary attacks cannot even cause damage to him.
"Boom~"
In the sky above the Demon Locking Tower, the void shattered, and a huge figure suddenly appeared, with unparalleled magical power and earth-shattering power.
"Bang~"
With a casual strike from this strong man, the top of Shushan's proud Demon Locking Tower was easily lifted. Then the man seemed to take something out of the tower and left with ease.
