On the turbulent Burning Sea, Feng Jueyu and Burning Sea Empress collided for the second time, creating countless passionate flames.
A sword and a steel fork. Compared with the first fight, it seems simple, but in fact it is much more intense.
Empress Burning Sea also gained a lot of insights from her last fight with Feng Jueyu and her skills improved, so she asked Feng Jueyu to try the sword.
But with this sword strike, the two still ended up evenly matched.
Although she only had one sword, Empress Burning Sea was extremely surprised. Feeling the majestic power emanating from Feng Jueyu, she could clearly recognize that Feng Jueyu's cultivation level during the recent period of time when they had not seen each other.
Improved again.
Moreover, the opponent has survived six or nine heavenly tribulations, and his strength has reached a higher level. He has entered the supreme realm, which is definitely far beyond what he was before.
There was no unwillingness or resentment in the clear eyes of Empress Burning Sea, only a little jealousy and some doubts.
She looked at Feng Jueyu and suddenly began to think deeply. After the two looked at each other for a long time, Empress Burning Sea suddenly raised her head and said in a clear voice: "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for giving me the sword..."
After finishing her words, Empress Burning Sea's voice sounded like an alarm bell: "All cultivators from all over the world listen to the order. From now on, the Coral Palace will be regarded as the palace of this Taoist friend. No one is allowed to approach the Coral Palace without permission. Anyone who violates this will be punished.
cut!"
After saying that, Empress Burning Sea nodded towards Feng Jueyu and drifted away.
Feng Jueyu was in a daze. After looking at the back for a long time, he bowed towards the sky and said in a long voice: "Feng thanked the empress."
"You're welcome." The voice of Empress Burning Sea came from the sky.
There was an extra palace for no reason, and Feng Jueyu was not that happy, because he understood that the sword strike just now gave Empress Burning Sea a lot of insights. The other party understood the true essence of cultivation from her own swordsmanship.
Or the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he had no way of knowing how many there were, but he knew that Empress Burning Sea must have gone back to retreat and gained enlightenment.
"It's time for you to do what you should do."
Feng Jueyu murmured to himself and floated into the seabed. More and more luck was rising in the Coral Palace in front of him, but it was not too much, but this time he saw more luck.
There used to be only one destiny, but now there are dozens. Whether this is the sublimation of the power of divine consciousness, or the consequence of deepening the understanding of the great ways of heaven and earth, he has no way of knowing yet.
With luck, Feng Jueyu came to the top of the mountain, walked down the mountain road, and arrived in front of the hut.
The old man was still plowing in the fields, sweating profusely, holding a sledge, drinking water from time to time and wiping his sweat, looking like a farmer.
The fairy fish came out again and flew to the distant stream pool to play with the koi carp.
Feng Jueyu didn't understand why Xianyu was so fond of koi, so he let him go.
"Old man, I'm back..." Feng Jueyu walked towards the old man with a smile.
The old man turned around, looked at him with a strange look, and still said kindly: "Hey, this young man is so polite."
"Um?"
Feng Jueyu felt confused, looked at the old man carefully, and said with surprise in his eyes: "Old man, you... don't recognize me?"
The old man was also suspicious, scratched his head, and asked with a smile: "Sir, have we met before?"
"this……"
Feng Jueyu was stunned, thinking that he hadn't been out for long, so why didn't the old man recognize him? Could it be amnesia?
"Old man, I just went out for a while, how come you forgot about me?"
The old man looked at him, then looked at the vast land, and said with a pleasant expression: "Young Master is joking. I have lived in this mountain for many years and have never seen any outsiders. How could I forget to mention it?"
"I..." Feng Jueyu was stunned. The old man didn't look like he was forgetful, nor did he look like he was making fun of him. He was a little confused.
After being stunned for a long time, Feng Jueyu said: "Old man, is this Jiujie Mountain?"
"Exactly."
"Then Xiaozhi is still there?"
"Young master, are you here to see Xiaozhi? I'll take my advice, Xiaozhi is extremely poisonous and you must not touch it."
Feng Jueyu coughed twice in embarrassment, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ke knows, father-in-law, Xiao Ke came here because of his reputation. I heard that there is an old man in this mountain who is proficient in a set of boxing techniques. Xiao Ke wants to ask my father-in-law for advice.
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"Oh, I have been living in the mountains for many years. I have never seen any outsiders, and I don't know any boxing skills. Did the young master admit the wrong person?"
After talking to the old man for a long time, Feng Jueyu was completely confused, wondering why the old man didn't recognize him? What on earth is going on?
Thinking in his mind, Feng Jueyu became curious and hurriedly stepped forward and performed a set of punches in front of the old man. It was exactly the seven-movement technique that the old man had to perform twice every morning at dawn and sunset.
The old man watched quietly and said in great surprise: "Hey? Young Master can actually do these two moves. We are really destined. Seeing that Young Master's moves are calm and steady, they are indeed much more beautiful than the old man's moves. Young Master can do another one.
, old man, would you like to take a look?"
Feng Jueyu's head is covered with black lines.
The boxing technique he learned came from an old man. The old man said that his boxing was much more beautiful than his, but in fact it was not the case.
Some time ago, I learned boxing from an old man. I didn’t take it seriously at first, but gradually I felt that this boxing method was also related to the great way of heaven and earth. Then I tried my best to learn it, but the harder I learned, the harder it became. Because of this, when I felt that the Sixty-nine Heavenly Tribulation was coming,
He didn't want to leave, so he didn't say goodbye to the old man. He just said he wanted to go out for a walk and would be back later.
Who would have thought that after he came back, things would change and the old man would no longer recognize him. The reason why he came back was simply to learn this boxing from the old man and to discuss with him some principles that seemed simple but were actually profound.
But now, the old man didn't recognize him, which made him extremely confused and at the same time seemed to have some insights.
After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu's mind moved and he withdrew from his destiny and returned to the Coral Palace. Then he immediately walked in again and saw the old man.
"My father-in-law..."
"Where does this young master come from?"
Don't recognize him again.
"Could it be..."
Feng Jueyu used his brain to think carefully, and in a daze, an answer was ready to come out.
"Could it be that what is left behind in this destiny is the experience of this old man? This old man is not a real person, but a trace of what he has experienced here?"
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu was extremely shocked.
It is not surprising that there are traces of the life and practice of previous generations in the luck. There are countless masters in the world, and they have great power throughout the ages.
They observe the sky and realize the Tao, and possess powerful strength, spiritual consciousness, divine power, physical and spiritual understanding, which have long exceeded the boundaries of mortals. It is not surprising that some people can leave their own footprints and even images in the places where they have lived.
But the strange thing is that if this old man is the trace of life left by a certain master in the past, then he would be too smart.
"In my luck, I found traces of the old man's life and met his Dharma. But this Dharma can actually communicate with me, talk, discuss, chat like a normal person, and even make many delicious dishes.
Delicious food, here, he seems to be alive, but as soon as I leave the destiny and come back, he doesn't recognize me, it's really magical."
The more Feng Jueyu thought about it, the more incredible he found it. Mortals living in this world will leave traces and even processes of their lives in the places where they once lived. The Dharma here can still communicate with people, but it is only limited to this.
In the film field, how many magical things is this?
Realizing that the old man was not a real living person, Feng Jueyu's curiosity was completely aroused.
He took a step forward, saluted the old man as if he were a stranger, and asked, "May I ask my father's name?"
The old man leaned on the sledge and returned the courtesy with awkward movements: "Don't dare, I don't have a name. I haven't had a name since I was born. Until now, I don't know who my biological parents are. If I have to call him something, I will call him Xiao Laoer."
For Lao Jiu, because I was born in Jiujie Mountain."
"Lao Jiu?" What is this name? Feng Jueyu thought to himself, but he knew that the old man was not real, so he could only follow the old man's wishes and said: "Then I will call you Jiu Lao. Feng Jueyu,
I’ve met the Nine Elders.”
"No need to be too polite, no need to be too polite..." Jiulao seemed to be very shy and not very good at communicating with others.
Feng Jueyu had no choice but to change the topic and said: "Nine elders, I once encountered a lotus, a snow lotus, here. I don't know what it is?"
"Are you talking about Hualian, which grew up at the same time as Xiaozhi?"
"Hualien?"
"Well, that's what the old man called him, on top of the snow-capped mountains." The old man pointed to the distance.
"Hualien is born in the north and grows in the holy mountains. It can eliminate all evil spirits in the world. Like Xiaozhi, it is the first plant in this world. There is no distinction between them, but one good and one evil look at each other from a distance.
They complement each other and have nothing to do with each other.”
As the old man spoke, he pointed at Feng Jueyu and said: "Sir, if you want Hualian, I advise you to give up this idea. Everything in the world has spirit, there is good and there is evil, there is yin and there is yang, and there is heaven.
Youdi, if you take away Hualian, there will no longer be anyone able to control Xiaozhi in the Jiujie Mountain. I am afraid that this mountain will be shrouded in evil spirits and become a dead place from now on."
As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Feng Jueyu became even more convinced that the old man was not simple anymore. Even though the old man looked like a country man, he spoke the truth of heaven and earth, even if he didn't accept it.
He quickly said: "I misunderstood, I'm just asking, I will never pick it off."
"Haha, that's good. Young Master is interested. Hey, by the way, it's time to eat. Young Master, please stay and have a light meal."
"Okay." Feng Jueyu smiled naively, no longer bothered about the identity of the nine elders, and sat down in a very easy-going manner.
After a while, Jiulao brought some fragrant and delicious dishes, and the two of them chatted and ate while cooking rice grown in the ground.
Feng Jueyu's purpose of staying in the Coral Palace was to get in touch with the Nine Elders more, because the words that the Nine Elders said from time to time always gave him great insights. This kind of cultivation opportunity was definitely rare.
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At the same time, deep in the Qianguang Ancient Forest.
The huge gold and jade stone door made a loud bang, and two endless gold and jade door panels suddenly opened a gap.
"It's open, it's open..." In the open space in front of the altar in front of the Golden Jade Stone Gate, the people of the Nine Realms Mountain Lord cheered and jumped.