In fact, the days of practicing are very long, because the years of the practitioners themselves are much longer, and they can live for hundreds of years. To be honest, people can't feel the passage of time, and they often live dozens of years in retreat.
A hundred years of life is a perfect interpretation of a sentence. An ordinary person's life may pass as soon as he opens his eyes or closes his eyes.
Xiang Que led a group of disciples to practice in the Gujing Temple. Decades have quietly passed since he came out of the Tianchi Mountain, and his cultivation has gradually moved from asking God to the advanced stage.
His spiritual sea was still infinitely large, and he clearly felt that his invisible sea contained slightly more than one-third of his spiritual energy, which was not even compared to the middle realm.
Not much more, completely negligible.
At the same time, he only has about twenty or thirty years left in his life.
But for some reason, Xiang Que wasn't too anxious, even though the disciples were helping him count the time, and even Zhang Hengheng, a brainless disciple, often used words to point him out intentionally or unintentionally.
"Master, the years have passed by like a fleeting moment. In the blink of an eye, I have been your disciple for more than fifty years. It is really touching."
"Master, the years have passed by like a fleeting moment. In the blink of an eye, I have been your disciple for more than sixty years. It is really touching..."
Zhang Hengheng would remind him about this almost every ten or eight years.
Xiang Que's most common expression is simply rolling his eyes, which is a completely indifferent expression.
During the decades of seclusion among their masters and disciples, Hetang had long been released from seclusion. She was the only one allowed to enter the forbidden area of Gujing Monastery during these years.
Seeing the lotus pond again, this girl still looked taciturn and cold-faced. However, if there was any difference, it was that her eyes were much more spiritual than before.
Xiang Que asked her two or three times what the barrier was, but the other party also gave him a blank stare, and then nothing happened.
Later, one day, Xiang Que suddenly didn't want to retreat, because he knew that if he continued to retreat, it would be a waste of time and would not achieve any substantial effect.
And just when he was about to leave seclusion, Lin Chaoyang, who had left the sect for decades, came back.
What's very interesting is that since Xiangque entered the Qingshan Sect, this senior brother of Qingshan has never met him, and the two of them have always avoided each other perfectly.
Lin Chaoyang didn't know how Xiang Que felt about him, but Xiang Que knew that the other party definitely disliked him.
Just because I stole his sword guard position.
When Lin Chaoyang came back, he was in a bad state. There were obviously some wounds on his body, and there was also a ferocious scar from his forehead to the bridge of his nose. His originally handsome face looked full of sharpness.
breath.
During the decades since he left the mountain, Lin Chaoyang has been trying to single out one of the top ten bandits, and the result can be imagined.
Lin Chaoyang was seriously injured, otherwise he might not have returned to the Qingshan Sect so early. His original plan was to come back after another twenty or thirty years. By then, either Xiang Que had passed the realm of Xu Ying, or
It's just that he couldn't get through it.
As soon as Lin Chaoyang came back, he heard that Xiang Que was in retreat in the Gujing Monastery, so he dragged his tired body over and walked over.
Coincidentally, at this time, Xiang Que withdrew the magic circle in the forbidden area and walked out.
In the Qingshan Sect, before Xiang Que came, Lin Chaoyang was always the most outstanding benchmark, but after Xiang Que came, all his outstanding glory was overshadowed by this junior uncle.
When Lin Chaoyang saw Xiang Que's first words, he said: "I really want to challenge you to prove that it is most appropriate for me to be the sword guard of Qingshan. It is a pity that I am in Xuying. You should ask God
, this is a bit unfair, but the good thing is that I am seriously injured now, and I should be at the same level as you. Do you want to give it a try? "
Xiang Que turned to Zhang Hengheng and asked, "In Qingshan Sect, is there any saying that juniors challenge the elders of the sect?"
Lin Chaoyang's face looked ugly.
Zhang Hengheng said: "The Qingshan sect's rules are very strict. Those who commit the following offenses are definitely not allowed and will be severely punished."
Xiang Que spread his hands and said, "Look, it's not that I'm afraid of you, it's because I'm your uncle."
Zhang Hengheng then miraculously gave his master a blow: "But in the Qingshan Sect, there is no situation where the elders are lower in cultivation than the younger ones. It may not be just our Qingshan... it is like this everywhere."
Xiang Que's face didn't look good either.
Lin Chaoyang was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "I would rather be punished, but also want to prove that I am more suitable as a sword guard than you, and that my master's choice should be wrong."
Xiang Que said "Oh", nodded, and asked: "By the way, I heard that you are going to challenge the top ten bandits. Have you made it?"
Lin Chaoyang was speechless.
"Hey, the Gale Bandits are not even as good as pheasants..." Xiang Que paused, then continued: "I heard that you also went to Jing Pavilion before you went into seclusion. Which floor did you go to?"
"The fifth floor, in about a hundred years, I should be able to climb to the sixth floor," Lin Chaoyang said seriously. He had just returned to Qingshan and had not heard about the sword light in the Scripture Pavilion before.
Xiang Que said: "You can go up in another hundred years. Then I came out of the sixth floor almost seventy years ago."
Lin Chaoyang's expression suddenly changed, and Zhang Hengheng whispered: "You are so good at pretending."
Xiang Que reached out and pulled out the Qingshan Sword from his back. Lin Chaoyang also held the sword in his hand and looked at him cautiously.
"Xu Ying, although I haven't arrived yet, I have killed a few before, so in my opinion, there is no gap or impossibility between me and this realm..." Xiang Queqi calmed down.
Xian suddenly swung the Qingshan Sword, and the sword glowed brightly, and then this ray of light rushed towards the horizon.
Today, the weather in the sky above Qingshan Sect is not very good. The sky is full of clouds, covering the clear sky and daylight.
When the light of the Qingshan Sword rushed into the sky, above the Qingshan Sect, the sky suddenly became clear.
Yes, suddenly the sky cleared up and a long gap opened in the dark clouds.
The Qingshan Sword slashed away the dark clouds, revealing clear sky, daytime, and sunshine.
Then, many people looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight made people squint their eyes.
People who didn't see the sword light were wondering why the sky suddenly cleared up.
Those who saw the sword light were thinking that it was the Qingshan Sect's Heaven-Destroying Sword Drawing Technique.