At this moment, some news also spread from the Luanfeng Shen Sect.
"How about this marriage ends here?"
On top of a huge peak, the entire mountain seemed to have undergone miraculous craftsmanship and was shaped into the head of a luan and phoenix. It looked extremely sharp at the moment.
Many elders came here to discuss the important matter of whether a marriage between the saint and the saint was needed.
"Elder, I think there is no need for marriage, right? In just a few hundred years, Tianxiang has reached the late stage of God King. Among the younger generation, he can be regarded as the most powerful group of geniuses. On the other hand, Tianlong Sect,
Nowadays, there is not even one who has become a god king, so how can those crooked melons and cracked dates be worthy of the heavenly fragrance?"
A man in a black gown spoke very unhappily. When he mentioned the three words Tianlong Sect, flames burst out from the depths of his eyes.
His father, the previous generation of saintly sons, wanted to marry the saintly girl.
The result failed.
His grandfather, the previous saint's son, wanted to marry the saint.
The result failed.
His ancestors had produced countless holy sons, but none of them could marry a saint. Of course, the reason was because of the marriage. Therefore, he hated the marriage system extremely.
It can even be said that if possible, he would like to end the marriage system.
"Gu Lin, you are not qualified to participate in the discussion on this matter."
In the center of the many seats, a cold voice sounded slowly.
It was a white-haired elder with long snow-colored hair that suddenly fell down. He looked at Gu Lin in front of him with a faint look of indifference.
He doesn't care about this person's opinion, he only cares about his apprentice's opinion.
Turning his eyes away, he saw a girl wearing a bright red dress. Her figure was smooth and graceful, with waves surging in front of her and undulating behind her.
She has a very beautiful oval face, paired with a pair of very beautiful red and phoenix eyes. Anyone who looks at her like this will think that she is a peerless beauty, which is amazing.
Regardless of his posture or appearance, they are all top-notch.
Coveted and enviable.
She is the beauty among beauties.
At this moment, she, who was called Tianxiang, thought a little bit.
"If there is no marriage, it will be equivalent to destroying the ancestral precepts and may cause some troubles. Do the previous saints really want to become Taoist companions with the saint sons of Tianlong Sect? I don't think so, I just want to
If you want to get the inheritance from your ancestors, I'm just worried about breaking the rules. My idea is to recruit him first, like an ordinary son-in-law, and get the inheritance from the ancestors first before talking about anything else."
In this regard, Tianxiang in front of her had a sparkle in her beautiful eyes.
This woman looks very cold, but she is actually very scheming and wants to take advantage of the disciples of Tianlong Sect.
"This is a good idea."
The white-haired elder nodded slightly, but he also glanced sideways, glancing at a middle-aged man with long purple hair not far away, and stopped talking.
"That's it."
Finally, a certain beautiful woman spoke, and then glanced coldly at the middle-aged man with long purple hair. In response, the middle-aged man just smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying a word.
"Let's go."
Finally, the beautiful woman spoke, and the middle-aged man with long purple hair followed closely behind.
And this scene caught the eye of the saint named Tianxiang.
There is a bit of displeasure about this.
…
Lin Changan has been in Tianlong Sect for several months, and his daily routine is cultivation.
He was so hardworking that people once suspected that he was a lunatic.
Day and night, I don't practice or meditate, I just practice boxing. I keep dancing my long fist, once, twice, three times and four times, as if I will never slack off.
"If you practice boxing too many times, it will be useless. For a genius level talent like yours, you can achieve perfection with at most three hundred practices."
Elder Li Xiu was very puzzled by this.
"Have you ever heard of the old sword god Muqiu?"
Lin Changan slowly turned around and asked Elder Li Xiu.
Logically speaking, Lin Changan doesn't bother to pay attention to these god-king-level elders at all, but Lin Changan has a really good impression of Elder Li Xiu. The reason is very simple. This person is very pragmatic. Over the years, he has
In Tianlong Sect, he is considered diligent and takes good care of himself these days.
"Old Sword God in Muqiu?"
Elder Li Xiu in front of him was stunned, how could he know.
"In the Age of Emperors, the last Sword Emperor was a very ordinary boy. In order to pursue a girl he liked, he practiced ordinary sword moves more than ten billion times."
Lin Changan spoke calmly.
"Ten, ten billion times, how many years will it take?"
Elder Li Xiu couldn't believe it.
"Endless years, endless practice, maybe more than tens of billions of times. The impression I had was that he had been practicing the same sword move in a snowy mountain somewhere for thousands of years."
Lin Changan spoke calmly.
"Does tens of billions of exercises really work?"
Elder Li Xiu was puzzled. For most Tianjiao disciples, this kind of practice, which they regarded as fancy tricks, was the training of external movements. They could be mastered mellowly after a few hundred times at most.
I will train again and again.
"When you practice the technique three hundred times, the technique has already reached the level of perfection. But when you contact it three thousand times, you have broken through the shackles of the original perfection. After three thousand times, thirty thousand times,
Even after 300,000 times, you have broken through the practice itself, transcended this practice, and gained your own realization and understanding, even more than the founder. When you wait for three million times, three thousand
After ten thousand times, you have transcended the practice itself and found a great path from the practice. As for three hundred million times, three billion times, or even thirty billion times, that kind of understanding is even more difficult to describe in words.
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Lin Changan shook his head.
He once met this old swordsman and asked about the art of swordsmanship.
"How can I become invincible with the sword?"
The old sword god glanced at him indifferently.
"Practice your sword eight hundred billion times and you will be invincible with one sword."
These were the old sword god's original words, which Lin Changan still doesn't understand.
"Then, the old sword god is now with the girl he likes?"
Li Xiu raised his ears. He seemed to care more about these things than the swordsmanship of the old sword god.
Lin Changan glanced at Li Xiu not far away, as if he wanted to say something, and finally shook his head, and after pondering for a while, he spoke again.
"No."
Not all love in the world must end in mutual love.
Lin Changan looked into the distance and seemed to have a lot of understanding of this sentence.