After walking out of the long river of time, Qing Tong took a closer look and asked doubtfully: "Why didn't you just go back to the Demon Suppression Tower? Is there a mountain god here in Aquarius Continent that you want to see?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "I have never been here before, but someone suddenly asked me to help entertain guests and come here to see someone off."
Qing Tong became more and more puzzled. Who can tell you what to do?
In the distance, I saw a sparkling place not far away, a pavilion hidden in the shade of green trees, and vaguely heard several melodious chime sounds from upstairs.
Chen Ping'an said: "Let's go ahead and wait for the rabbit."
As we got closer, we saw a rather large ancestral temple, Fenhe Shrine. There were two ancient locust trees in front of the door, and a large pond outside the door. Willows were planted around the water. There were several green trees outside the door.
The horses were tied up in the shade of the willows, and there was another carriage with embroidered curtains parked at the corner of the temple. It should be the family of a wealthy family. The old carriage driver was wearing a thick cotton robe, with his hands in his sleeves. He was dozing off in a daze.
Son.
Qing Tong followed Chen Ping'an into the ancestral temple. Since it was New Year's Eve, there was naturally a lot of incense. There were no believers who came here to offer incense. Only a few children in Taoist costumes squatted down in the corridor outside the main hall.
They were throwing coins and playing underneath. When they saw Chen Ping'an and the others, they just raised their heads and glanced at them without saying hello.
There are moon cave gates on both sides. If you want to visit the back hall of the temple, you must pass by it. Chen Ping'an stood outside the threshold of the main hall for a moment, then walked towards the moon cave. No one was seen. He first heard the ringing sound, which was clear and sweet.
Two gorgeous women walked out. One woman had a bun with a bun in front of her head. She wore a simple and elegant silk top. She was accompanied by a young girl, who was probably the woman's personal maid.
, a lotus root white shirt, a green skirt, and a pair of slightly old embroidered shoes.
There is also an old woman, wearing a bamboo leaf Taoist robe with double breasts and holding a jade Ruyi in her hand. She is probably the abbot of this Fenhe Shrine and is in charge of general affairs.
Chen Pingan immediately moved to make way.
The leading woman walked straight away without squinting. When the young girl passed by the pilgrim man, she couldn't help but look at him with the corner of her eye. He had a hosta on his head, a green shirt, a long coat and cloth shoes, and he looked clean.
Qingqing, thirty years old, is a bit far away from the kind of "looking forward to the extraordinary, abundant and clear" mentioned in the book. He is not an outstanding person. If nothing else, he is a poor scholar in the county town.
, you don’t have any fame yet, so you come here to burn incense and pray for a title on the gold medal list?
Qingtong couldn't help but asked softly: "Who are we waiting for?"
The three people who walked out of the moon cave door were obviously just ordinary people with naked eyes.
Chen Ping'an said from his heart: "Lu Chen."
Qing Tong's face changed slightly.
I really don’t want to have anything to do with that Headmaster Bai Yujing San.
But judging from the current situation, it would be difficult not to meet Lu Chen.
Aquarius Island Mengliang Country is not far from Fenhe Shrine.
A young Taoist priest walking on a mountain trail, wearing a lotus crown on his head and holding a few local county chronicles that he had taken without telling him, raised his head and glanced at a ferry boat passing by like a bird.
There are different levels of Taoism and different levels of vision. The Taoist priests on the ground can see each other, but the ferry boat cannot detect the young Taoist priest below.
The young Taoist priest lifted his body lightly, touched the water like a dragonfly, and drifted all the way. He had the feeling of "the windless water is smooth with glass, and you don't feel the boat moving".
The young Taoist priest stopped for a moment and shook his sleeves again, as if there were thousands of threads, far or near, all over the world. This thread was called "karma". He stretched out his two fingers and gently pulled the threads.
, there seems to be an echo in the distance, the movement is very small, and can almost be ignored. However, this Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown has a high enough Taoism.
With the help of God's will, I came to the territory of Mengliang Kingdom. Finally, I saw a lonely child at the entrance of a mountain village. The young Taoist priest came forward. After stopping, one bent down and the other raised his head. The two sides faced each other.
After staring for a moment, the child looked down in shame.
I went to the Yuzhang County Logging Institute before and said goodbye to Lin Zhengcheng, but did not return directly to Qingming Tianxia. Anyway, Bai Yujing has Senior Brother Yu in charge, so nothing can go wrong. Now that Tianwaitian is suppressing the Huaweitian Demon, the master has personally finished the matter.
If not for the urgent urging from the Confucian Temple, Lu Chen would have really wanted to stay in this vast world for a few more years. Just as he was flying in the wind and rising into the sky, Lu Chen's heart suddenly moved slightly. Looking for the root cause, it turned out that there seemed to be something in the realm of Mengliang Kingdom.
One person and one thing touched my heartstrings almost at the same time, so I changed my mind and went to the nearby Yunxia Mountain first, but I didn't show up this time. Huang Zhonghou, the golden elixir monk who cultivated Yunxia Peak, will soon become the new mountain master of Yunxia Mountain.
, Yunxia Mountain is now a blessing in disguise. It already has the prototype of a sect. Everything is ready, and all it needs is a jade. The old mountain masters, Cai Jinjian of Green Cypress Peak, and Huang Zhonghou, are all hopeful. Within a hundred years, the sect will be established.
The door is promising.
A man who drinks to relieve his sorrows will become an infatuated lover if he has a deep connection with Tianlu.
I wonder if the next time I have a drink with the Lord of Mount Huang who is so deeply in love that he cannot escape, it will be the Year of the Monkey and the Moon of the Horse again.
Lu Chen looked down at the child who had no cultivation qualifications and said, "You are not afraid of life. Maybe it's because a poor Taoist has a good face, and women and children will inevitably feel close to each other when they see it? By the way, can you say Dali?
Mandarin is the worst, can you understand Mandarin?"
The child nodded. Although the Mengliang and Qingluan Kingdoms have separated from the status of Dali vassal, the Dali Mandarin is now Yayan, and the monarchs and ministers of Mengliang have spared no effort to promote Yayan. Many students in the school
The old teacher was complaining about this. He was a lot of years old, and he never thought that he would still be a student of those young county teachers.
Lu Chen knelt down and said, "Principal Dao, I see that you have a strange skeleton, dragons roar, tigers roar, phoenixes and luan's fly, you have the air of a fierce husband."
The child looked confused.
Playing the piano to a cow.
Lu Chen smiled and said: "The monks are like the tea trees on the mountain. The wild ones are the best, and the garden ones are second."
Obviously, in Lu Chen's eyes, the genealogy cultivators, who were like flowers and trees in the garden, were not as spiritual as those wild cultivators in the mountains and swamps.
Lu Chen asked: "Have you ever gone to school?"
The child shook his head.
Lu Chen pointed to the child's feet. There were some "ghost drawings" on the ground, "Then who did you learn these from?"
The child answered honestly: "When you go up the mountain to graze cattle, you will see them all over the rocks."
Lu Chen smiled and asked, "Do you still have cattle to graze at home?"
The child said: "Help the people in the village."
Lu Chen suddenly said: "You have been working for a long time, can you have a meal?"
The child smiled shyly, with a dark face, a thin figure, and a worn-out cotton-padded jacket that was heavily mended. The lint did not come out due to poor sewing.
Lu Chen raised his buttocks, stretched his neck, and looked at the mountain. There was neither a mountain god nor a cliff carving, but it was a geomantic treasure. There was a clear spring in the mountain, which had been dry for a long time and rained for a long time.
There was once an unknown Taoist priest who practiced here.
No wonder he was caught by the Wild Peach Pavilion at a glance, and felt from a distance by himself in Dali Yuzhang County. The Tao Qi of this mountain has been accumulated for a long time. There is a magic vein in the mountain that is about to overflow.
, so every time the Tao Qi affects the vibrations and ripples of the mountain roots and water veins, it is like a heartbeat.
It's just that this kind of heartbeat sound, which is known as the "resonance of heaven and earth", has very little movement, but an extremely long interval. It just happened to be bumped into by the young Taoist who was passing by by boat, otherwise it would be considered an ascension realm and he would stay here for a year and a half.
, and will only regard this mountain as an ordinary Taoist ruins.
Lu Chen was a little surprised, and after counting again, he was surprised. It was very tacky. Although the person who "proved" here was not a high-level Qi practitioner at that time, and when he left the stone cave in the mountain, he was just a golden elixir. Earth Immortal, but this person has no teacher or any chance to become an immortal. He cultivates a clear golden elixir just by self-enlightenment. This kind of person is called in the mountains "favored by heaven and earth, who has no luck in self-enlightenment" , if the luck and luck were better, the achievements would be exaggerated.
Let’s not talk about the ratio with ordinary masters, but only talk about the number of Qi practitioners. There are as many as a ox in number, and a trip up a mountain is like a carp crossing a river.
The enlightened people who can reach the top of the mountain come and go, but they are only a handful after all. After you sing, I will appear on the stage, each showing his style, and then being beaten away by the wind and rain.
Lu Chen sighed, stood up, and bowed his head toward the "cave" between the cliffs in the mountain.
Because I have already guessed the other party’s identity.
It's just that Lu Chen's courtesy was not because of who the other party was, but what the other party had done.
When the sword of wisdom is swung, it kills a group of demons and kills demons thousands of miles away.
It can be vaguely seen that there was a middle-aged Taoist priest named Lu Yan and his Taoist name Chunyang.
I will bind the golden elixir here and leave a Taoist sword formula directly pointing to the golden elixir in the mountain, waiting for those who are destined in future generations.
When going down the mountain, he carried a purple bamboo stick in his hand, a big gourd and gourd hanging on his waist, a Xiaoyao scarf on his head, a sword on his back and a whisk, wearing a yellow shirt and hemp shoes, and wandered around in all directions.
This unknown Taoist left a prophecy, "One day a golden immortal will appear in this place, and one day when you hear the sound of the bell, you will hear the secret of gold refining, refine the sun god, complete the jade refining, and bear the fruit of Taoism."
At the foot of the mountain, I met a herb collector who went into the mountain. He didn't answer any questions. The Taoist only said four words, "Thank God."
When the child saw what the young Taoist priest was doing, he hesitated for a moment, then faced the mountain, imitating what he had done, and gave a big salute in a confused way.
When Lu Chen saw this scene, he sighed, "I am destined to be a Taoist, and so is I. No wonder the poor Taoist would be led here by you."
When it comes to practice, the ordinary immortal sects on the mountain focus on real practice qualifications. After all, everything is impermanent, and the matter of good fortune is too elusive and difficult to fathom. However, for the great monks who have been on the mountain for a long time, they attach great importance to fate. Greater than qualifications.
The child in front of me has no qualifications for cultivation, but he has a talent for wisdom. He is just like the situation of someone who once had his life broken, which meant that he could not catch anything without a bowl in his hand.
Lu Chen knelt down again and asked, "What's your name?"
The child replied: "There is only a surname, no name. The surname is Ye, which means Ye Ye."
"What a good surname. A leaf of duckweed returns to the sea. Sure enough, the three of us are destined."
Lu Chen said with a smile: "As for having a surname but no name, there are good and bad things, so don't be too sad. I know a friend who is really miserable. He has such a handsome appearance, good knowledge and talent, and even more powerful spiritual practice. Sun Daozhang is the unbeatable fifth person in the world, but this person is definitely the eleventh person at the bottom. By chance, he doesn't have to be on the list every time. He is a close friend of Yao Qing, the elegant prime minister, and he has given himself a lot of immortal energy. His Taoist name is only much greater than that of Aaizhou Wei She, what do you think his real name is?"
The child shook his head.
Lu Chen laughed heartily, "My name is Zhu Dazhuang."
The child looked at the young Taoist priest and laughed so hard that he almost couldn't breathe. He didn't know what was so funny. Isn't it normal to have such a name? Besides, it's a good thing to have a name and a surname. .
As for the content that is incomprehensible, the child feels like he is listening to a book from heaven.
Lu Chen finally stopped laughing and rubbed his belly, "But now there are not many people who know his name, and Pindao happens to be one of them."
This person was a butcher by trade. Before he started mountain climbing, he had a saying: If you live a hundred years, can you kill people and eat meat?
When this person attains enlightenment and reaches a high position, he still has a fiery temper that is hard to change. When he encounters people he doesn't like, the unpleasant things he encounters are just a matter of changing the word "hundred" to "thousand".
Moreover, the way of discussing Taoism with others is unique in the world of Qingming. Either you beat me to death, or I beat you to death, or he chooses to stand still first and let the other party smash the spells.
, he did not take action until his spiritual energy was exhausted and his skills were completely exhausted. And as long as the opponent did not nod, he would not take action, so there was a fight that lasted for three hundred years. The former was just an immortal at the beginning, and he was forced to fight in the middle of the fight.
He became an Ascension Realm monk, but in the end, after spending three hundred years together day and night, like a shadow, he was driven crazy.
To forgive others is not to be an idiot; an idiot will not forgive others.
Lu Chen picked up a branch, twisted his wrist to draw the talisman, and shook the pen to loosen the beads.
God's will comes out of the dust, and ghosts come from the pen.
While Lu Chen was "drawing the talisman", he asked casually: "Do you know that you are a fool?"
The child's eyes were lowered and his expression was gloomy.
Just listen to the young Taoist priest comforting: "How can a fool know the truth that he is a fool? Think about it for yourself, is this the truth?"
Someone passed by here before and gave the child a pat on the back, helping to clear up those overwhelming "old accounts", like turning a page in an old almanac.
The child seemed to understand all of a sudden.
Lu Chen threw the branch, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "There are roughly two types of fools, both of which can be regarded as 'idiots'. First of all, let me tell you that this is not a derogatory term, nor is it a complimentary term. Don't you listen?
Do you understand the meaning of praise and derogation? To put it simply, there is no difference between good and bad words, it is just a common saying."
"One is that you were in a daze before, just like dreaming alone. Only you know this dream, and you know nothing about the people outside the dream, so you will be regarded as a fool by those outside the dream."
"There is another type of idiot, those who are cultivators, the so-called mountain gods in books. In order to achieve immortality and pursue longevity as long as the heavens, they have to abandon the seven emotions and six desires that we are born with. The only people who communicate with them are
There is heaven and earth, only Tao and Dharma, not the people around you. In the eyes of Pindao, this is a common dream in the world, and everyone is dreaming the same dream. Since it is born, then abandon lust, and this matter is
Of course, some people regard it as a kind of repayment of debts. Only when all debts are cleared can we welcome the "heavenly tribulation" with peace of mind, because in the eyes of these people, the tribulation that breaks the situation is God.
If you rent it for many years, you will be charged interest."
The so-called innate Taoist seeds and immortal fetuses almost all have one thing in common, that is... they are unkind.
Many people who have been practicing mountaineering since childhood have this fairy spirit in them to some extent. Their eyes are cold, their temperament is cold, and their bones are cold.
Away from the world of mortals, living in isolation, in the place of the abbot, on a small futon or a small mental studio, cultivating golden branches and jade leaves, and refining your liver and intestines like snow.
Lu Chen is probably the only one who can say that all Taoist monks in the world are "idiots".
Anyway, I'm never afraid of being beaten.
Lu Chen moved his buttocks, picked up the branch he had thrown out earlier, and wrote one word on the ground, "Lang". After a moment of hesitation, he added another word, "Jue".
Lu Chen smiled and asked: "Which word do you think is more eye-catching?"
The child looked serious and looked down at the two words, not wanting to lie. When he raised his head, he said with an embarrassed look: "It looks fine."
I recognized two more words.
Lu Chen uttered an ouch and said with a smile: "Very good, very good. My name is Ye Lang. In the future, when I embark on the path of spiritual practice, I will even have a path number. I will call it 'Houjue'."
They are all from Huai'an who haven't woken up yet. It's just a matter of who wakes up from the big dream first.
"The feeling of sleeping, the feeling of waking up. Different accents, one word, two meanings."
Lu Chen held the branch, pointed at the "jue", and said with a smile: "Just because of this word, we will kowtow to our ancestors a thousand times."
Looking at the child in front of him, it was hard for Lu Chen not to think of the boy from Mud Bottle Alley.
Presumably for them, visiting graves on Qingming Festival, admiring the moon on Mid-Autumn Festival, and having dinner on New Year’s Eve are all three of their biggest concerns.
Lu Chen sighed, "There is no permanent master in the mountains, rivers and wind, and there is no fixed basis for the present and ancient scenery. There are only ancient trees and only big trees. How have we ever heard of ancient grass or seen big grass?"
"Weeds and trees die in autumn, but pines and cypresses remain forever. This is fate. Orchid trees are in power, and jade trees grow on the stairs. This is fate again. Everyone has his own destiny, and he follows the fate, like a leaf of duckweed falling into the sea."
The child's eyes were shining brightly. He didn't understand it at all. He just felt that he was very knowledgeable and seemed to be more interesting than the teacher in the village school. Therefore, he admired him very much and asked softly: "Taoist priest, you know so much.
Have you ever been a school teacher?"
Lu Chen waved his hands quickly, "Don't come, don't come. I'm no better than you. You are just eating and drinking in your hometown. I am just cheating and drinking in a foreign land. My Taoism is shallow. How dare I call myself a gentleman."
If he was just the kind of gentleman who would preach, teach, and resolve doubts, of course it wasn't that Lu Chen couldn't take the job, but he just didn't bother to do it.
On the twelfth floor of the five cities of Baiyujing, each has its own master. There is only three masters, Lu Chen, who almost never preaches for anyone. He likes to go from house to house and listen elsewhere.
There are occasional exceptions, but it is a pity that they are not enough to explain to outsiders, but it is the person who wears a lotus on his head and faces the Big Dipper, and I say immortality for the Star Lord.
It's just that Lu Chen has his own explanation for the word "sir". The three flowers gathered at the top are only real people, and the five qi rising to the source are immortals. Sir? But they are "born from heaven and earth".
The child asked: "What is the Taoist priest's name? Can I go find the Taoist priest in the future?"
When you receive favors from others, you always have to repay them as much as you can, and you can only repay as much as you can.
As for how this truth came about, the child has never thought about it, and he may not think much about it.
Lu Chen smiled knowingly.
What is Tao and what is principle? It is what we walk on the invisible road under our feet and what we cannot say but practice.
It is said that it is so difficult to reason with others because the ways are different and they do not work together.
Lu Chen said with a smile: "I have many names. The Zheng people who bought caskets to return pearls, the Nanguo people who used Yu to make money, the Luo Qi who was 'covered in Luo Qi', the happy and worried people who were 'worried about the charcoal and wished the weather was cold',
The pottery man who said, "With his fingers free from mud, he lives in a building with scales", but today, Pindao's name is Xu Wugui. It's New Year's Eve, and he will soon bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. Looking for a good omen.
I hope that there will be no more lonely ghosts in the world, and that there will be nothing beyond the sky. I will have something to rely on in life, and a way out in death. Moreover, the name Xu Wugui is a character in a book compiled by Pindao, Xiao Xiangshu.
, is proficient in looking at horses, and is best at choosing horses that can cover a thousand miles. Farmers go to the fields, merchants make money, and Xu Wugui looks at horses, so they all get up early."
The child was completely shocked by the words of the young Taoist priest, "Taoist Xu has also written and published books?!"
The village school teachers can only teach.
Lu Chen felt proud, rubbed his chin, and said with a smile, "Easy to say."
Thinking back to those days, I have a similar look. It turns out that in addition to setting up a stall to tell fortunes and make money, the Taoist priest can also prescribe medicine?
Maybe everyone has a lake of slips in their heart that they can't bear to look back on, and maybe everyone has an alley of clay bottles that they can't go back to.
My hometown is the only place that is down and out. I see no ancient people before me and no newcomers after me. I am so drunk on the peach blossoms that I burst into tears.
"The sky thundered and rumbled."
Lu Chen smiled and said, "Look up."
As soon as the words were spoken, a thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the air.
The child was startled. Hearing this, he raised his head blankly and looked at the young Taoist priest.
Lu Chen put his fingers together, tapped the child's forehead lightly, and muttered something.
It's like my eyes are opened for this child.
From this moment on, this rural orphan surnamed Ye probably officially embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
After I leave and learn the talisman on the ground, the child's eyes will be as if he has acquired the magical power of aura, and he can clearly see other people's ancestral virtues and blessings, as there is an old saying in the market.
, it is the same to say that a person's popularity has been exhausted, and it is also the same to describe a person who is very lucky. Another example is that "the person in the green veil" will of course have a prosperous official career.
Lu Chen then twisted his wrist and rubbed his fingers together, like lighting a stick of incense. The child's head was like an incense burner, as if he was worshiping a god three feet above his head.
It's another amulet that Lu Chen gave to the child. It's a celestial talisman, which is like giving the child the name "Wu Gui".
Lu Chen squatted on the ground, holding his sleeves with his hands, shaking his body back and forth, and said with a smile: "When I leave my hometown one day, I will go to find a mountain called Shen Gaozong. When I meet the Taoist priest named Qizhen, you will
Say that it was Lu Chen who asked you to climb the mountain, and asked him to teach you the immortal arts."
The child nodded, but curiously asked: "Did the Taoist priest change his name again?"
Lu Chen stood up and said with a smile: "A three-day banquet, a hundred-day banquet, there is no banquet that lasts forever, so let's say goodbye. See you later."
The child seemed to have thousands of words stuck in his mouth and didn't know what to say. In the end, he just remembered the previous etiquette and said another Taoist ceremony with this young Taoist priest who was very knowledgeable and had published a book.
Lu Chen stood where he was. After receiving the gift, he strode away without looking back. He just waved goodbye to the child. The young Taoist priest looked around a few times, walked to the edge of the village, bent down, and held a chicken in his hand.
He stood up, held it in his arms, and ran away. After a few seconds, he disappeared from sight.
Only a stunned child was left. The Taoist priest stole the chicken and ran away. Can he be regarded as a helper?
Demon Town Tower, under the sycamore tree.
This green and true body has a handsome appearance, and it is difficult to distinguish between male and female.
The out-of-body Yin Shen is the one who follows Chen Pingan. She wears a power fence on her head and a green robe. She has a graceful figure. No wonder she would be mistaken for a female cultivator.
The other one has the appearance of a burly old man with white hair on the outside of the Yang God body.
Here Qing Tong gathered the Yang God, but the Yin God who left the body and traveled far away enjoyed a blessing. He had a bowl of plain noodles at Suishan, but for some unknown reason, he made an extra trip to the Fenhe Shrine.
Qingtong had nothing to do, and repeatedly twisted a strand of green hair on his temples with his hands. He found that Xiaomo had been keeping his head raised, holding the green bamboo stick lying across his knees with both hands, and staring blankly at the sky, as if his thoughts were always towards the sky.
It spreads away and your mind is immersed in it.
Qingtong was very self-aware and did not think that Xiaomo regarded him as a friend, so he was so distracted that even the Dharma statue looked a bit dull.
This shows that Xiaomo is thinking about something very important.
But for Xiao Mo, who is now Chen Pingan's bodyguard, can there be anything more important than protecting the Tao right now?
There are only two possibilities. Outside the Demon Suppression Tower, there is a powerful enemy trying to spy on this place, waiting for an opportunity to act. Moreover, it is the kind of great monk who even Qing Tong cannot detect any traces of.
There is only one possibility left, that is, Xiao Mo has fallen into a spiritual situation that is similar to an opportunity to break through.
Xiao Mo was indeed wandering to infinity. This monster sword cultivator who was in the human world ten thousand years later thought of many pictures from ten thousand years ago, some were tragic and spectacular, some were weird and strange, or some were extremely mysterious. The picture was finally fixed in that place.
The ascension platform was still familiar, and Xiao Mo felt as if he were revisiting the old place. Along the road, his eyes kept climbing, and finally an idea came to his mind uncontrollably.
When I hand out a sword here, it is equivalent to paving a road.
In the end, this sword light is the road to heaven.
This level of sword energy must have never been seen before in the thousands of years since I slept in the bright moonlight.
Therefore, this is the way to reach the fourteenth realm.
After Xiao Mo had this thought and became more determined, visions began to appear in his small world.
Every muscle and bone is like a mountain, thousands of mountains worship thatched huts, every blood vein is like a river, and hundreds of rivers flow mightily.
The various air palaces, meridians, sword energy, sword intention, "roads", that is, the way of the sword, that is, the great road, all began to show signs of resonance between heaven and earth.
Xiao Mo, with a mustard seed in his mind, came to a realm of emptiness of his own world. He was no longer dressed in the yellow hat and blue shoes, but looked like the dharma image outside, holding a sword.
Because once you set foot on this road and take this avenue, it means that there is no way back for Xiaomo.
Once it fails, the consequences will be very serious. If you are not careful, you will seriously damage your foundation, and you may even fall directly into trouble.
This is why mountaintop monks who have perfected the Ascension Realm regard the Fourteenth Realm one step away as a natural chasm.
This is also why some great monks who are famous all over the world go into seclusion and never come out again.
Otherwise, it will be like that of Wei She, who failed to break through the realm, and his Taoist heart became dusty. From then on, his will will be depressed and he will be unable to recover.
Otherwise, any Ascended Realm monk who does not have great perseverance and tenacity of Taoist heart is beyond ordinary people's imagination.
This is indeed a path that is different from ordinary mountain climbing paths.
The female cultivator Chaoge from Qingmingtianxia whose Taoist name was reexamined, and the female crown that Chen Ping'an had met once during a meeting by the river. Her name was Wuzhou and her Taoist name was "Taiyin".
Wuzhou's method of combining the Tao was once called "refining things" by Wu Shuangjiang, and was likened to "fragmentation" by Lu Chen. The degree of danger is only known by others when they hear about it.
The reason why they are mistakenly thought to be no longer alive is because they have been in seclusion for too long.
But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Xiao Mo's heart. The other person first called Xiao Mo's real name, and then said: "Fellow Taoist Xi Zhu, it's late, I'm afraid you have to find another way.
"
The man continued: "Actually, you are not that long behind the certain swordsman who was one step ahead, which is equivalent to the time it takes for a mountain man to take a nap. It is a pity. You are like a 'long sword that can reach the sky thousands of miles away'."
Although Xiao Mo already knew the other party's identity, he still asked two questions.
"Is this person already in the fourteenth realm, or is he not yet in the fourteenth realm?"
"And is this person a close friend of my young master on the mountain?"
If you are not the young master’s friend.
The other party has not yet truly entered the Fourteenth Realm. I, Xiao Mo, don’t care whether you have crossed the threshold of the Fourteenth Realm with one foot?
Even if the other party is already in the fourteenth realm, it doesn't matter. Let's have a battle of great avenues. The two sides are just like fighting from a distance.
In the end, the man smiled and said: "To be honest, he is already in the Fourteenth Realm, but only three people in the world know about him for the time being, and this person happens to have been friends with Chen Pingan for many years, and likes to call Chen Pingan Chen Xiaoyou."
Of course, Xiao Mo would not think that the other party would make a joke about this kind of thing, so he first thanked the person who could be regarded as half an "old friend" sincerely.
Since the first person to take this path and have succeeded was Taoist Sun from Xuandu Temple, Xiaomo had no choice but to change the path, otherwise the flood would wash away the Dragon King Temple and both parties would suffer.
Xiao Mo sighed, and had no choice but to suppress the majestic atmosphere of the avenue, put away his mind, and exit the small world.
Xiao Mo, who was wearing a yellow hat and blue shoes, held down the green bamboo stick lying across his knees with both hands. His face turned pale, his throat moved slightly, and he swallowed the mouthful of blood.
Qing Tong looked horrified, his heart was trembling, and he asked: "What's going on?!"
Could it be that there is a powerful enemy hiding in this demon-suppressing tower, but I am not aware of it?
And this person also hurt Xiaomo?
Xiao Mo was too lazy to talk at first, but when he thought of the other party's Yin Shen, who was still wandering in a fugue with the young master, he spoke: "The Holy Master is watching us right here."
No wonder I felt something was wrong before but couldn't find any trace.
The whole world is a dojo for one person, and with this scholar, there are fifteen realms.
The ancient heavens, the five highest realms, are all the fifteen realms in the eyes of later generations of qi practitioners.
As a result, the battle between water and fire caused cracks in the golden bodies of the two supreme gods.
The one with the sword rebelled, and the one with the armor was like a single tree holding up a building that was about to collapse.
But all the monks who have personally experienced it, or who have witnessed the war as a spectator, know very well that the only real variable is actually only one thing.
He is the co-owner of the Heavenly Court and his whereabouts are unknown.
In that earth-shaking battle of "new people replacing old masters", from beginning to end, the supreme co-owner of heaven and earth did not even show up.
In the past, there was a saying that was not widely circulated in the world.
The realm of that existence may be above the fifteenth realm.