If you want to open the door of convenience for becoming a king, you need to hold an enthronement ceremony for the king first. Zhang Cundao doesn't understand why. It's already at this time. Why is he still obsessed with the position of emperor?
Later, he thought about it, a certain warlord was in the same situation back then. The Allied forces had reached the city walls, and he still wanted to ascend the throne as emperor, and he had to have fun before he died. Thinking about it, he felt relieved.
Everyone has no opinion on this. A king is a king, and an emperor is an emperor. If he does not become an emperor, it seems to be unjust. Anyway, the enthronement ceremony at this time is simple, and everyone follows the words of the king.
After making the decision, everyone reluctantly united as one and began to perform their respective duties to protect Chentangguan together.
The next day, Chentang Pass was decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and the news of King Cheng's enthronement spread throughout the streets and alleys. The people also had smiles on their faces and celebrated King Cheng's enthronement together. In fact, they didn't care who ascended the throne. What they cared about was that someone was on the throne.
Protect them. Now that the new emperor has ascended the throne, doesn't this mean that the people above have not given up on the Yu Dynasty and resisted the goblins?
As a result, all the people celebrated together. They sincerely hoped that the Yu Dynasty could drive away the goblins and restore the peaceful life before.
Zhang Cundao always felt a little uneasy when he looked at these lively people. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, I don't want those things anymore, it's better to leave here."
After making a decision, he went back to find Nine-tailed Fox, Feng Wu, and Di Lao, and said: "I have become more and more uneasy recently, and I feel more and more that this is not a place where I can stay for a long time. I plan to leave here. You can pack up and follow me."
Bar."
Naturally, the others had nothing to object to. They all followed Zhang Cundao and did whatever Zhang Cundao said.
There is nothing to deal with. Everyone can leave at any time. However, the nine-tailed fox still asked: "Just leave like this without telling Li Jing?"
After finishing the glorious history, the old man changed the topic and continued: "A few days ago, I was invited to protect the most powerful monk in the immortal world, the Great True Lord Minluo. The Great True Lord Minluo had just survived the rope-twisting tribulation.
Before his strength could reach its peak, he invited me and several colleagues to protect him and prevent the demon clan from sneaking up on him while he was weak."
Zhang Cundao used the art of transformation to turn them into ordinary people, then mixed in the crowd and quietly walked towards the city gate. Once at the city gate, you could not enter or exit at will. But this did not trouble Zhang Cundao, he turned everyone into a
The fish left Chentangguan through the previous underwater channel.
The old Taoist said coldly: "This is Min Luo's plan. When he survived the rope twisting tribulation, he gained a new understanding. This realization on the verge of death allowed him to understand how to completely reach the realm of becoming a saint!"
Although Min Luo harmed him, he still admired Min Luo's talent and awareness. This man was really talented and worthy of his reputation.
"If that's all, then it's okay. With the strength of me and several other colleagues, there are not many goblins in this immortal world who can run wild."
However, he glanced at it and saw that Zhang Cundaoyu's face was full of confusion, and he knew that Zhang Cundao's level was too low and he had never been exposed to this knowledge. Anyway, now that he was free, he continued: "This Holy Transformation Realm should be the last step in cultivation.
In one realm, according to rumors, the saints and demon saints all live in the depths of the purple mist, controlling the movement of the entire world. What a power and majesty this is."
"But all this is Minluo's conspiracy. He had just passed through the tribulation and his strength was damaged. But he was so bold that he set a trap for us and the goblins."
When he returned to the camp, naturally there were several clever little demons who came to wait on him. He gave the fish basket to the little demon and said, "You can find a big tank to raise these fish and put them in my quiet room."
Zhang Cundao had been listening quietly. When he heard this, he finally couldn't help it. He asked: "You are dead? But why can you appear in front of me again?"
Not long after, the old man walked into the quiet room. He glanced at the large vat, then looked at the lotus flowers in the vat, and finally nodded and said, "Well done."
The little demon didn't dare to neglect, for fear that if he slowed down, the fish would die. He quickly found a large tank, filled it with water, and then carefully put the fish in. After putting it in, he looked carefully and felt a little
It was monotonous, so he went to the water's edge and pulled out some aquatic plants, found a few lotus plants, and dug them back together with the mud and flowers. Then he planted the lotus flowers and aquatic plants into the large tank, and then nodded with satisfaction.
After a while of swimming, several people swam out of Chentangguan. Just after they swam out of Chentangguan, Zhang Cundao was about to cast a spell to change everyone back to their original shape. But the next moment, their bodies suddenly froze, and the whole fish was unable to move.
Haha, I didn’t expect this fairy to be a stylish fairy.
"If you want to reach the realm of becoming a saint, you must master the operation of the world. This is everything that transcends death and reincarnation. It is looking down on the world from a very high place. Although I have reached the ninth level of the Tao, I still have no idea about the transformation of the saint.
But I don’t have a clue about the state. I have to beat the body every day and turn it into a saint. I hope that one day I can understand the secret of becoming a saint and enter this supreme state."
Zhang Cundao pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No more talking. Talking will only make it more embarrassing. It's better to leave like this." He was actually a little embarrassed in his heart, but for the safety of himself and his companions, he decided to leave.
here.
"However, when he really took action, he turned against us and used magic weapons to deal with us. We desperately injured several goblins, but we were defeated by the goblins and him together, and they all died on the spot!"
"Zhu Xian Sword Sutra" is a sword sutra he learned at the Zhishan Water Pavilion. However, he did not practice this technique. Instead, he understood it and turned it into a weapon refining technique. Later, he also refined this sword into a Taoist weapon.
, he has not picked it up and continues to practice it now. After his strength increased, he never had the chance to use this sword weapon.
"You have obtained my Sword Sutra. Although you have practiced it mediocrely and are not even majoring in martial arts, it still shows that you and I are destined. And now that you have fallen into my hands again, this shows that we are destined." The old man said calmly.
This time he finally took a look at Zhang Cundao.
The old man did not look at Zhang Cundao, but continued to stare at his fish bobber and continued: "This technique is my accompanying scripture."
"Ten thousand years ago, I was born in the world of white mist, and the accompanying scripture was the "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra". From then on, I started with the sword and ended up with the sword. After practicing for sixty-three years, I broke through the divine light realm and came to the red world.
The world of mist. In the world of red mist, I continued to comprehend and keep improving. Although there were twists and turns, I also turned bad luck into good luck. I finally understood the charm of the way of swordsmanship, broke through the Yun Dao realm, and came to this world of blue mist. Later, I made a fortune.
I practiced Jinwu Temple step by step, and finally entered the ninth level of Yun Dao and became the master of Jinwu Temple."
The little demon took the fish basket and said flatteringly: "Yes, sir, I will do it right away."
Today's Chentangguan is like a huge explosive barrel to him, and it is a explosive barrel that can explode at any time.
The little demon glanced at some big blue-gray carp in the fish basket. These fish were not pretty either. Even eating them, they felt fishy. Why did the old man keep them? This old man was strong and had such a hobby.
strange.
The person in front of me is not fake. No matter from which angle you look at it, the person in front of you is a living person.
At this point, his expression finally changed, from the original calmness to resentment and anger.
"There is a saying in the Sword Sutra: 'It is not copper, it is not iron, it is not steel. It was once hidden at the foot of Mount Sumeru.' This is the method of sword refining. Sword practice must have a sword, otherwise how can it be called sword practice. The first sentence is 'It is not copper, it is not steel.
"Iron Is Not Steel" talks about the mortal body. People who make swords pay attention to something called the sword embryo, which is the embryo of the sword. The sword embryo made of gold and stone will naturally become a good sword after being tempered for thousands of times.
"
Just as he was listening with interest, the old man suddenly chuckled and said: "What's the point of telling you so clearly? You only have the second level of Yun Dao. You still have a long way to go in the future. Transformation into a saint, for you
It’s just a legend.”
The old man put the fishing basket at his feet and continued to sit down and cast a fishing pole. Then he slowly said: "I feel the power of the "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra" in you. Where did you get the technique?"
"I am Lord Tong Tian, once the strongest swordsman in the Immortal Realm." Although the old man's tone was calm, there was an arrogance in his words that was unwilling to be outdone by others. Yes, this is a very good swordsman.
"The Holy Transformation Realm, that's the Holy Transformation Realm! It's a realm that none of us dare to hope for, but that Minluo actually figured out how to enter the Holy Transformation Realm. What a genius this is, he is worthy of being the number one in the Immortality Realm.
I am ashamed of myself for being a good person."
The little demon was overjoyed, and then left happily. When the little demon left, the old man divided the water in the big tank, and the water in the tank was immediately divided into two halves. Zhang Cundao occupied one half, and several other fish occupied the other half.
Then why didn't he pass on this skill while he was still alive?
This is also due to the character of the old Taoist. If he would not die, he would never pass on the "Zhu Xian Sword Classic". This is a very strange mentality, just like the master in the old days leading his disciples. The master will not die of old age.
We will not pass down the skills of mastering the skills to our disciples. We are afraid that the inheritance will be broken, and we are also afraid that our disciples will learn from them. This mentality is very awkward.
He looked at Zhang Cundao who was struggling in the fishing net, and poured Zhang Cundao and the others into the fish basket next to him. Zhang Cundao knew in his heart that he had hit an iron plate this time! If the old man in front of him didn't admit his mistake, he was the same swordsman that day.
One of the strong men who split the Chentangguan Formation and rescued the ancestor of the Snake Snake.
After talking like this, the old man was obviously in a better mood. He continued: "I will not kill you. Although I have been ordered by Min Luo to guard here and not let go of the fish that slip through the net in the city, but you and I are destined. I
I won't kill you."
An old man held up the fishing net expressionlessly, looked at Zhang Cundao and said calmly: "The art of transformation is quite good, but it's a pity that I met you. My sword is clear and I specialize in breaking the art of transformation."
At this time, a big net suddenly came towards them and caught them all in one go.
"He expected that the goblins would come to attack him. I even suspected that he was the one who let out the news. Then he persuaded us to let the goblins in, close the door and beat the dogs, and catch all the goblins in the future. He has a treasure book of gods and humans.
, this plan does make sense."
The old man said calmly: "If the Dharma is not taught to the six ears, they are not qualified to listen to my lectures. Okay, I am going to teach the "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra", please listen carefully."
Zhang Cundao was shocked when he heard this. He glanced at the old man in surprise. He could actually feel the power of the "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra"?
After listening for a while, Zhang Cundao also realized something. It seems that the transformation into a saint and the transformation into a saint are not the same thing...
After he said this, regardless of Zhang Cundao's reaction, he grabbed the fish basket and walked slowly towards the distant camp.
He sighed and said: "I have become Minluo's puppet god, and all my skills will be wasted. Since you have mastered my "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra", then I will give you the "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra" that I have learned.
If I pass the sword intention to you, my skills will not be cut off."
Compared with his life, this old Taoist actually pays more attention to his inheritance. Otherwise, when he ascended to the red mist world, he would not have left his accompanying scriptures in the white mist world. He was afraid that he would die when he arrived in the red mist world.
Then his inheritance was cut off. So he deliberately left the inheritance in the White Mist World, hoping that future generations could learn and understand his skills and carry forward his skills.
Zhang Cundao was startled. This "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra" was actually the companion sutra of the old man in front of him? This old man also came from the Zhishan Water Pavilion? He thought about it carefully and found that it should not be the case. It is said that the time of "Zhu Xian Sword Sutra" was longer than
It is still early for Zhishan Water Pavilion to be established.
Zhang Cundao was horrified to find that his body was restrained, as if there was a powerful sword energy on his neck, making him dare not move rashly.
"But in this scripture, the sword must be refined with the flesh, and how to refine the flesh? Naturally, it is also refined with the 'fetus'. When a woman is pregnant, her belly swells like a mountain, and the fetus goes from being invisible to being as big as a foot. Isn't this
Mount Sumeru? The small power of Mount Sumeru hides mesons, and the power of Mount Sumeru hides the mountains. Isn’t this the same as a woman’s pregnancy?”
Hearing this, Zhang Cundao's heart skipped a beat. He immediately looked up at the old man, and the old man looked at him indifferently. He said indifferently: "Yes, in order to understand this, I killed many pregnant women before I understood it.
The meaning of this scripture is that I once found a giant woman and wanted to transform into a baby and practice sword making in her belly, but I failed in the end."
"Therefore, if you want to make a sword, you need to simulate the fetal receptor, and then you can make a sword that you like. This sword that you like is you."
"It's a pity that you can't reincarnate and rebuild. Otherwise, if you practice this step in the mother's body, the effect will naturally be the best."
At this moment, Zhang Cundao suddenly felt that he had returned to the world of white mist. In the world of white mist, the monk could really do anything in order to prove his understanding. It was a barbaric and chaotic experience. Could it be that now he