Chapter 653: The Sword Overpowers the Heroes, the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation (Unity)
The three Taoist sects, the Xuantian sect of the Heavenly Emperor's Taoism, are naturally rich and majestic. Standing on the top of the Jade Emperor Mountain, you can see all the mountains and the world at a glance.
Wang Teng's clothes were slightly raised as he walked through numerous buildings decorated with white jade. The long road paved with bluestones was nearly twenty feet wide and spread for hundreds of feet. It was dyed blue and white and empty, as if he were stepping on the stairs to the nine-layered sky.
Going to heaven
In front of the Xuantian Temple, a majestic and sacred statue of the Emperor of Heaven comes into view. He walks in the light and looks forward, as if he is looking down at the heavens and the world. His face is very blurry. No matter when and where he goes to look, he seems to have something.
There are two faces, one is aloof and the other is aloof.
There is a green box carved from fairy jade placed on the altar table in front of the statue, and you can vaguely see the Time Knife containing the shimmering light inside.
The person guarding him is a Taoist wearing a seven-star crown and a Yin-Yang Taoist robe with white hair and a childlike face. He is none other than Shouzhuo, the strong man from the Earth Ranking. The contemporary head Shoujing is out and secretly investigating the matter, which involves some secrets.
"The sky is falling, and the Emperor of Heaven is divided. He does not fall into the world, but disappears..." Wang Teng paused, looking at the transforming statue of the Emperor of Heaven, his thin lips moved slightly, half-smiling but not smiling.
In ancient times, Cangtian was another name for the Emperor of Heaven.
"Qingyu, you are here. Looking at your momentum, the power of the Heavenly Emperor's Jade Book has improved again." Taoist Shouzhuo raised his head and his peaceful eyes fell on the young Taoist in front of him. Although he had an eager temper, he did not treat his disciples well.
, but a gentle one
"It's a small gain. The jade book and I are indeed in harmony with each other."
Wang Teng responded, "Standing there is like a god descending to earth, majestic, noble, vast, and huge, which makes people feel like worshiping. They are the same as the heaven and the earth but higher than the heaven and the earth."
Being able to overwhelm the ancients and make many top powers avoid them, the power of the Emperor of Heaven is naturally overwhelming, and the magical skills he left behind can be regarded as unparalleled.
He used this method to build a foundation and open his mind, and invisibly and naturally gave birth to a majestic trend, which was transcendent above the world of mortals.
"When the Time Sword moved, it was the destined person. This theory of reincarnation is somewhat true. Even if it is not, I still think that our Xuantian Sect has prospered and produced an unprecedented number of talents." Taoist Shouzhuo thought to himself, regarding this direct successor.
The disciple is extremely satisfied, he can be called the number one among the younger generation of Xuantian Sect, and there is no one around him.
He smiled gently and said, "This time, Shaolin has invited us from Xuantian Sect, Zhenwu Sect, Xijian Pavilion, Huanhua Sword Sect, Qingchen Sect, Dajiang Clan and other Jin sects, and sent their masters and young disciples to come and discuss it together."
Martial arts is actually an opportunity for talented young disciples of various sects to compete in martial arts and expand their knowledge.
You went down the mountain to travel before. You thought you couldn't make it this time, so you originally asked the little guy Qingjing to go there. But now that you have returned, he is restless and difficult to be calm and take on such a big responsibility. It is better for you to go with me.
good."
Among the young disciples from various sects who came this time, several were under twenty and had already entered the realm of awakening, and there was no doubt that they would be able to enter the list of people in the future.
"Shaolin Conference?"
Wang Teng's heart was slightly moved. Among the outstanding disciples of various sects, there are also several who have entered the realm of enlightenment like him, but they are all new to the level of eyesight.
The eyes are the orifices of the liver. After accumulating qi to the point where the qi channels are open and the physical body is first tempered, martial arts practice turns to the organs and acupoints, which is also a kind of practice to perfect the body.
"Yes, it can be said to be a gathering of the seeds of the human ranking. It can be regarded as a meeting and confrontation between the future leaders of each faction." Taoist Shouzhuo shook his white eyebrows lightly, with a touch of arrogance.
The list of people is ranked by combat power. It is a list of young enlightened warriors. Those who are over thirty-five years old will automatically be removed from the list. The same is true for those who have surpassed the age of enlightenment. Currently, fifty are listed.
The disciples of major aristocratic families and sects regard the ranking on the list as their own goals. The higher the better, it not only represents themselves, but also represents the face of the sect.
"So that's it, a meeting, a hidden confrontation."
Wang Teng understands that when it comes to combat prowess, it is a consensus that heirs of large sects who have mastered many secret techniques can often defeat ordinary martial arts masters who have two to four more orifices than themselves.
Of course, there are also many descendants of large sects who have fallen into trouble due to lack of experience in the world of martial arts, so now all sects will train their successors in various martial arts experiences.
"Yes, Zhang Yuanshan from the Zhenwu Sect and Jiang Zhiwei from the Xijian Sect are both good prospects. I know that you are indifferent and ignore worldly affairs, but you can also have a fight and weigh the weight of your future opponents.
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Taoist Shouzhuo didn't mention anything too much. There are also agreed-upon rules among the major aristocratic families and sects, so there is no need to dwell on this.
Finally, he waved his hand and said, "You will be the host of tomorrow's morning class, so that you can teach the disciples and guide their practice. You will also be the face of our Xuantian Sect in the future."
"I know." Wang Teng nodded, walked out of Xuantian Palace, and returned to his residence.
There is a cold jade bed, an ivy chair, and an old futon, which are both simple and freehand, showing a natural view.
The house is in all directions, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west outside the window, the crimson clouds surge, and wisps of light leak into the room, even the figure on the cold jade bed is stained with mottled
"The Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven, this method is used to conceive the time, and control the destiny of heaven. If you are tall enough to not fall, you will enter the Tao through this. In the Shaolin Conference in the future, you will be the master of the six paths of reincarnation, and he will be revealed as a saint."
Wang Teng whispered, and Meng Qi, the future Yuanshi Great Heavenly Lord, also embarked on the road in this battle
He mobilized the true energy in his body and visualized the Dharma Body of the Emperor of Heaven, which somehow coincided with that tall and noble figure. The continuous true energy brought with it a sense of grandeur, warming the ears and acupoints, and slowly breaking them.
The next day, when the Golden Crow first rose, the light golden glow was like rain, mixed with the purple air from the east, and poured into the Jade Emperor Mountain.
In front of the martial arts hall, a young Taoist priest with a high crown stretched out his arms and waved his fists against the purple energy of the rising sun. He breathed out the rays of light. The powerful zhenqi connected with the long sword, and actually made a sonorous sound of gold and iron, attracting countless eyes.
"Senior Brother Qingyu, will Senior Brother preside over today's morning class?"
"I came back yesterday. I heard that I will go to Shaolin with Elder Shou Zhuo in a few days."
The disciples whispered, watching the figure practicing boxing. The opening and closing of the five fingers were simple and unpretentious, exuding a sense of concentration. There was no move or style, the simplest and most comfortable fighting method.
Dang~~~
At this moment, the bell rang, and a majestic sound passed through the martial arts hall. All the disciples were silent, straightened their chests, and took their seats one after another, waiting for Wang Teng to stop.
"Today's morning class is about the method of spiritual practice."
With a snap, the jade-like iron-like fist retracted, causing an explosion.
Wang Teng's whole body was full of true energy, as tall as a mountain and as noble as a peak. The air around him trembled slightly under the pressure, as if the heaven and earth were worshiping the Lord.
He looked around, held his breath slightly and said, "Whether it is Taoist static skills or secular methods, the first step in martial arts practice is similar but slightly different. It is to first open the Qi meridians, strengthen the spirit and strengthen the body.
This step is called "Building the Foundation in a Hundred Days" in our Taoist sect, which means laying the foundation for martial arts practice. The so-called "hundred days" means that normally, within a hundred days, the meridians of Ren Du and others will be full and open."
This state lays the foundation for martial arts practice. There are 365 great orifices in the human body. Each great orifice requires nine mouthfuls of true energy. After entering samadhi, true energy will be naturally transformed. Only one mouthful of true energy can be transformed every quarter of an hour.
Therefore, depending on the daily practice time of each person, which can be roughly a hundred days to a year, this step can be completed. When the Qi in the acupoints is full, the Qi and meridians will be able to be unblocked. After the foundation is established, the energy, energy and spirit will be sufficient, the Qi and meridians will begin to clear, and the body will
To strengthen the body is also to open the pulse.
As the words resounded, the entire martial arts hall became peaceful, and thousands of eyes focused on one person.
Wang Teng remained calm, minding his own business and said, "The second step is to accumulate energy and exercise, which is also called meditation to accumulate energy. After opening up the Dantian, accumulating true energy can be divided into small and large achievements. In Buddhism, it is also called growing the holy fetus.
The third step, which is my current state, is to open the orifices. The human body takes care of the heaven and earth. There are nine orifices: eyes, ears, nose, mouth, front yin, and back yin. Before each orifice is opened, the true energy must be passed through.
Stimulate, slowly open the hole, and condense the corresponding nine related acupoints."
All the disciples suddenly realized that the nine orifices and the internal organs are one and the same. To practice the orifices is to practice the internal organs. When the seven orifices are opened together, the inner heaven and earth will form a cycle of their own, and the secret store of energy and vitality will be opened. When the nine orifices are opened together, the inner heaven and earth will be completed, which is true.
Qi can be released.
In the subsequent exterior scenes, Wang Teng did not explain the two levels of Dharmakaya. They also knew that the distance was still far away and it would be meaningless to talk about it. It would be better to lay down the foundation first to make it practical.
As the saying goes, the day's plan begins in the morning, and morning lessons naturally include the merits of spiritual practice. Sitting cross-legged on the Jade Emperor's Head, swallowing the purple energy of the morning sun. This is the means by which the heaven and earth's inspirations interact with one's own body.
Ordinary sects do not have such a favorable situation as Xuantian Sect.
Three days later, Taoist Shouzhuo called Wang Teng, and the two of them went to the Shaolin Temple to attend the meeting.
In the Mahavira Hall, the golden Buddha statue has its hands formed in seals, with a majestic appearance, looking at the people in the hall with compassion.
Right below the Buddha statue stood an old monk with white eyebrows and a drooping face. He had a pale face, wore yellow monk robes, a red cassock, and held a nine-ringed tin staff. His face was a pale gold color.
"Namo Amitabha, all donors, please take your seats." The old monk raised one hand and pronounced the Buddha's name.
On both sides of him stood nearly twenty monks in red cassocks. Some were deeply wrinkled and old, some were as thin and shriveled as dead trees, and some were melancholy, elegant and mature.
This old monk is the abbot of Shaolin. He has attained the imaginary knowledge of the golden body of Arhat subduing the dragon and has been suppressing the world for more than a hundred years.
"We haven't seen each other for a long time. The abbot is becoming more and more unfathomable." Taoist Shouzhuo had a hint and spoke slowly with a hint of temptation.
He is the second strongest person in the Xuantian Sect besides the leader Shoujing Taoist. Although he is not as good as the leader who has touched the threshold of Dharmakaya and is second on the earth rankings, his strength cannot be underestimated and he is a real strong man.
This time when I came here, my momentum was no weaker than that of the strong men from each faction.
"Shaolin is a pure place. It's natural for the abbot to cultivate his moral character." The middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Xuanwu Taoist robe held a jade in his hand and said with a smile. His name is Xuan Yuanzi. He is the chief minister of the Zhenwu Sect, although he is not a disciple.
The top level master in the country, but also a famous person on the earth list, with similar strength to Taoist Shouzhuo.
Next to him, a young and handsome man in Tsing Yi stands out. He looks ordinary, but if you look closely at him, you will feel that his place is empty, without me or anything.
"I don't know what the abbot meant by this meeting."
The man in green clothes half-closed his eyes, gently stroking the ancient sword at his waist with his right hand. His voice was thick and vicissitudes of life. His voice was inconsistent with his appearance. He was like an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of the world and had seen through the chaos of the world.
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"Amitabha, I won't do anything rash. It's really important to call you here." Abbot Kong Wen waited until everyone had finished speaking before he spoke leisurely, and at the same time motioned to the person sitting behind him with his eyes.
Lead the disciples of each sect to the resting place. What happens next here is not yet a level that they can touch.
"My dear friends, even though I'm here, there is a Zen monastery waiting for me." The leader of the Luohan Hall came forward, chanted the Buddha's name softly, and led a group of boys and girls towards the Zen monastery.
Wang Teng hung the Years Knife at his waist, his eyes were slightly closed, he swept his hand over the cloud-patterned blue shirt, and then followed him.
His eyes narrowed slightly and fell on a bright and beautiful face. The girl had dark eyebrows and big eyes. Her black hair was simply pulled up and draped down smoothly. She was wearing a goose-yellow dress. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old.
But I can't see any childishness.
"The Xuantian Sect is the lineage of the Emperor of Heaven. You must be Taoist Qingyu, right?" Her pink lips were slightly opened, and her voice was as clear as an oriole's.
"Xijian Pavilion, Jiang Zhiwei." Wang Teng nodded, and looked at her face. His eyes paused on the sword in her hand for a moment and then moved away, without continuing to pay attention.
"I have been friends with you two for a long time. I am Zhang Yuanshan of the Zhenwu Sect." A young man wearing a Bagua robe walked in with his hands behind his back. He had long eyebrows, a straight nose, and electric eyes.
At first glance, this handsome and masculine man appears to be in his twenties, but upon closer inspection, one can see from his brows that he is probably only seventeen or eighteen years old.
"I've heard about the reputation for a long time." Wang Teng's heart moved slightly. These two people are both at an eye-opening level, and they are also among the best among the younger generation.
But there seems to be some sect between these two families. It is said that Taoism has a magical skill that is comparable to "Tathagata Divine Palm", called "Seven Swords of Jietian", which has been lost for a long time. It is the foundation of Zhenwu sect and Xijian Pavilion sect.
This is one of the styles, and there have been fireworks and conflicts between the two factions.
Except for Zhang Yuanshan, the three of them were not talkative. They followed closely behind the head of Luohan Hall and arrived at the Chanxinyuan. This is the place where Shaolin receives guests. It is composed of multiple courtyards. At this time, there are large bare trees.
, a layer of brilliant sunlight covers it.
In addition to them, there are also disciples from other sects, such as Qi Xia from the Dajiang Clan, Qi Zhengyan from the Huanhua Sword Sect, etc., gathered together
"Little friends, let's take a rest for now. It will be the time for you to show your face in two hours so that you can gather your energy and energy." The leader of the Luohan Hall chuckled, said the Buddha's name and closed the door, looking forward to the main hall.
A moment later, outside the Zen Heart Courtyard, the young monk Meng Qi came, waving a broom to clean up the remaining snow in the courtyard. Suddenly, the door of a side room opened, and a young Taoist with a high crown and thin lips stood by the door. He looked over and said: "
Little monk, the Zen Heart Courtyard has been left there for too long and the room is a little dirty. Please clean it up."
Meng Qi was slightly startled. In his eyes, this young Taoist was extremely tall and incomparable, as if he was a banished immortal wandering around the mortal world. He was stunned for a moment.
"Okay, donor." After a few breaths, he came back to his senses, saluted with one hand, and walked to the side room with the broom in hand. However, the Taoist priest with a high crown and thin lips did not return to the room, but stared at him intently.
, as if there is a large amount of treasure.
"Is it possible that after a hundred days of building the foundation, I have become much more handsome, and even a Taoist priest has become eager?" Meng Qi was thinking wildly in his heart, and he had already reached the door. When he looked inside, he saw seven or eight people in the room, each one of them.
The clothes are all different and colorful, which is much more eye-catching than the monotonous clothes of Shaolin.
Hey, there seems to be a girl? He didn't dare to look carefully, so as not to lose etiquette, but just now he took a quick look and seemed to see a girl wearing a goose-yellow dress with a long sword at her waist.
"Senior Brother Qingyu, do you know this young monk? Why are you keeping looking at him?" Dajiang Gang Qi Xia smiled slightly and started joking. His laughter was as clear as a bell, which made Meng Qi a little embarrassed.
Now I lowered my head even deeper.
"We are a little familiar. I wonder if I had a fate with the little monk in my previous life." Wang Teng followed the trend and also made witty remarks, which made everyone laugh.
While chatting and laughing, he said sternly, "However, the young monk is indeed a talented person. Just being a handyman monk is too much. In the future, you should be the one who overlooks the magnificent mountains and rivers."
Meng Qi's appearance seemed to attach great importance to him, which made Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei pay attention, and they explored Meng Qi's foundation. Unfortunately, he was still building a foundation for a hundred days, and they couldn't tell much about it. However, he was really smart.
"The donors have a good rest. The young monk took his leave first." In the end, Meng Qi became thin-skinned and left in a hurry after finishing cleaning.
In the Zen Heart Courtyard, disciples from the Xuantian Sect, the Huanhua Sword Sect, the Xijian Pavilion, the Zhenwu Sect, and the Dajiang Gang gathered together. It can be said that they are gathering together, and they are the seeds of the major sects that are currently the leaders in martial arts in the world.
These are all sects that have produced Dharmakaya-level land gods. However, Dharmakaya is difficult to prove. It is not always the case that these sects have gods-like figures. It should be said that most of the time, most sects do not.
For example, the current Zhenwu Sect, Xuantian Sect, Xijian Pavilion and Dajiang Gang, etc. Therefore, even highly regarded successors such as Zhang Yuanshan, Wang Teng, and Jiang Zhiwei have never seen the Fa Gao take action, but there is a Dragon Subduing Arhat.
Shaolin has become the leader of the Jin Dynasty, with immense power.
Of course, these long-established sects, even if they do not have Dharmakaya-level land gods, cannot be underestimated. They more or less have some sect magic weapons, leftovers from their predecessors who have attained the Dharmakaya or by chance encounters.
The grand masters at the peak of the exterior scene are working hard, and these magical weapons can exert a power close to the Dharmakaya. For example, the Xuantian Sect where Wang Teng belongs has a time knife, which was forged by the Emperor of Heaven. Even in the evaluation of the mysterious "Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation",
It is also one of the top ten magic weapons on the first page, ranking first in unpredictable ways.
It is precisely because of the suppression of these magic soldiers that the major sects will not be taken advantage of by others and decline and become dilapidated when there are no Dharma-skilled people. However, if these sects decay from the inside, they will not even have a grandmaster at the peak of their appearance for several generations.
, that divine weapon will also be coveted by outsiders. In the past two or three thousand years, there have been many large sects that have died out or degenerated.
Two hours later, the leader of Luohan Hall arrived and led everyone out to the open space of Zen Heart Courtyard. This was a wide place, but it was enough for a preliminary fight.
Beside him, two Shaolin disciples, Zhen Miao and Zhen Ben, were obviously ready to take action.
It's a showdown, rather than a duel, it's done properly. After all, I won't hit hard, and the rules are very simple. If you invite a one-on-one battle, the winner will be the most, and the one standing at the end will naturally be the winner.
"I have heard about the name of the Huanhua Sword Sect for a long time, please ask the donor for advice." Zhenben stepped forward, looked at the disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect and said, the two of them actually exchanged hands directly, so eagerly
It's just that the disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect have to recite a poem every time they perform a sword move. It's really strange, which made Wang Teng's eyes twitch.
"Fellow Daoist Qingyu, the Xuantian Sect's sword technique is said to be the essence of the impermanence of time. I would like to ask for advice on the sword, okay?"
Zhang Yuanshan stepped forward and spoke politely, but there was also a fierce intention in his sword eyebrows, wanting to fight Wang Teng.
"Very good." Wang Teng's expression did not change. The origin of Zhenwu Sect was very involved, and the swordsmanship he practiced was also outstanding, which made him think.
Whoosh!
At the moment of landing, there was a strong wind in the field, and two figures jumped into it. One was as tall as an immortal, and the other was Tai Chi. As soon as they landed, there was the sound of fists and palms clashing, and branches and leaves were splashed all over the sky.
Wang Teng's fists are majestic and majestic, just like an emperor on patrol, commanding the world with great openness and unity. If anyone does not obey, they will all be suppressed.
The whole world is not the land of the king, and the shores of the land are not the king’s ministers!
Zhang Yuanshan's eyes are piercing, and his palms are soft and strong, like a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise stretching its body, shaking the mountains and rivers, and there is a faint wind whistling among the surging energy.
Tai Chi is harmonious, endless life
"Good means, Xuantian Sect, Zhenwu Sect, is well-deserved." Jiang Xiaowei praised it, clapped and smiled, and there was a fighting spirit in her beautiful eyes.
This is an extraordinary woman, born for the sword and living for the Tao
bass!
During the confrontation, Zhang Yuanshan stood up with his sword, shouting loudly, frightening the flowers and frightening birds. The sword edge was stained with cold light, and struck down with strong force. Under it, the true energy spurted out, scraping holes on the bluestone floor tiles, which made people's body feel weak.
cold
Wang Teng lowered his eyes slightly, and his wrist was already covered with the hilt of the knife. It was like picking off a star with one hand. In an instant, the bright light of the knife suddenly appeared, and it rose up like a broken river.
In the clang sound, the light of the sword entered the sword, like the emperor of heaven stepping on the mortal world, dominating all spirits and commanding all ways. This majestic will impacted the mind, making the disciples around him in a trance for a moment, as if they were seeing an immortal.
Ding! Dang, Dang, Dang!
In the blink of an eye, the swords struck each other, and their sharp edges were scattered. The Years Sword was thick and powerful, like an emperor's master. He looked down at the Zhenwu sword shape coldly. Zhang Yuanshan mastered the Tai Chi defensive style, but in terms of offense, he was far incomparable to Wang Teng.
With four loud sounds in succession, Wang Teng held a sword with one arm, slashing the sky wind with his sword, going in all directions and directly suppressing Zhang Yuanshan's sword edge.
Swing him out
Bang!
Wang Teng took a step forward, raised his fist and smashed it down horizontally. The blade of the sword swung open. His five fingers brushed Zhang Yuanshan's chest, then tensed and popped out, hitting Zhang Yuanshan's chest directly, making him groan and his face turned slightly.
Bai, step back
"Not good!" At this moment, Zhang Yuanshan's heart jumped suddenly, and he had already realized that something was wrong. One wrong step, one wrong step after another, especially when the strength of both parties was similar. This advantage was the straw that broke the camel's back.
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Bang!
In the astonished eyes of everyone, Wang Teng turned his fist into a palm, put the long sword into its sheath silently, and stroked it with his five fingers, but it was as thick as a big seal. As the true energy flowed, everyone seemed to have seen an imperial seal smashed down from the sky, and the seal was sealed.
Everything, breathing is suffocated
Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion in the sky and dust on the ground. Zhang Yuanshan was hit by a blow and fell directly. He barely held the edge of the sword, but he was unable to fight again.
He could only smile bitterly and clasp his fists, saying, "Fellow Daoist Qingyu really lives up to his reputation. I am no match for you."
He was free and easy, without any entanglements. He was defeated when he lost, and he practiced hard, which made the head of the Luohan Hall take a second look at him. It was rare for him to be so calm at this age.
"Xuantian Sect, Qingyu..."
Everyone's expressions were solemn, and they couldn't help but consider the strength of the Xuantian Sect's chief disciple. Among all the people, he was probably second to none. He could suppress Zhenwu with four swords and defeat him with one punch and one palm. His real strength was amazing.
Jiang Xiaowei pays for herself. With her current strength, she cannot do this, but she is even more looking forward to the fight with Wang Teng.
"Fellow Daoist Shouzhuo should be proud. This time Xuantian Sect has produced an extraordinary figure. Not only his sword skills are outstanding, but his boxing skills are also extraordinary." Elder Xuan Yuanzi of the Zhenwu Sect chuckled.
With their strength, even from such a distance, they can clearly focus on the scene, and all changes cannot be concealed.
"Amitabha, a hero comes from a young man..." Abbot Kongwen clasped his palms together and whispered, but an undetectable coldness flashed in his eyes, and sometimes fragments of time surged, and the shadow of an emperor flashed past.
He showed up and entered, no one noticed anything was wrong
Su Wuming remained silent and just glanced in that direction, seemingly interested.
In the end, the competition ended. Wang Teng defeated Zhang Yuanshan successively, suppressed the truth with one sword, pinned Qi Xia with three punches, and fought with Jiang Zhiwei's energy. The invisible sword rang three times, and the yellow shirt shook slightly.
The woman who emerged from the mortal world retreated on her own, wanting to fight again after her own swordsmanship was perfected.
In one day, Wang Teng's name was made famous by the competition, which made people in the main hall look at it more and pay more attention to it.
Half an hour later, it was night, and I was sleepless, but in the Zen Heart Courtyard, there was silence, as if many young people in their prime of life had fallen asleep without realizing anything.
When I woke up again, I had already arrived in another world. This was a square paved with white marble-like stones. The center was empty, surrounded by a circle of statues of dragons, phoenixes, Kui Niu, Pixiu and other immortal birds and beasts.
Wang Teng's expression changed slightly. Next to him, Jiang Zhiwei, a girl from Xijiang Pavilion, Zhang Yuanshan, a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, Qi Xia, a descendant of the Dajiang Gang, and Meng Qi, a young monk, looked around with doubts on their faces.
when!
A melodious bell rang, attracting everyone to look towards the center of the White Jade Square.
"Welcome to the world of reincarnation!"
"There are endless dangers here, but you can also get everything you want from here!"
A loud, cold sound floated along with the bells
Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei's eyes were bright and sparkling, like purple lightning bursting out in the darkness. They wanted to find out who made the news, but they couldn't find them at all.
Wang Teng was the only one who was there calmly and calmly. He closed his sleeves and closed his fists in silence, as if he was waiting for something.
Immediately afterwards, after an inexplicable commotion, everyone calmed down. They even looked at the magic weapon map and the skill exchange table, and found that they all needed the unit of Shanggong.
After that, a grand and cold voice said: "As things turn around, you will experience one world after another, complete the tasks I have issued, and accumulate good deeds. Your good deeds can be exchanged for everything you want, whether it is peerless martial arts, magical weapons, immortals, etc."
Weapons, life-extending elixirs, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, everything you have heard of is here, and what you don’t know is also here!”
"And every time you complete a mission, you will return to the world where you are, waiting for the next reincarnation to start."
He announced the rules one by one in a loud and solemn voice. The general meaning was that the world of reincarnation should not be disclosed to outsiders, money would be deducted from killing companions, and exchanges and exchanges were prohibited.
"I already have the Jade Book of the Heavenly Emperor. If I want to strengthen myself, the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques are very good."
Wang Teng thought in his heart, if the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills can enter the Tao and become an immortal Taoist body, if he realizes Buddhahood and obtains a Bodhi golden body, he will not be stained or pure, will not be born or die, and his body will become holy and will not be worn out for ten thousand kalpas, with three heads and six arms. The laws of the sky and the earth are changeable, good at avoiding disasters, possessing supernatural powers, and boundless power.
However, it is precisely because this magical skill is so powerful that one hundred meritorious deeds are required for the gas accumulation chapter, and one thousand meritorious deeds are required for the awakening chapter. In the early stage, the control of the body is extremely high, allowing one's own magical power to be fully exerted, and in the future, it will be even more magical. Lots of changes.