In fact, the days of practice are particularly long, because the practitioners themselves have to have a longer life, and they can live for hundreds of years at any time. To be honest, this makes people feel that time goes by, and they often go through dozens of times in seclusion.
A hundred years of life perfectly interprets a sentence, and the life of ordinary people may pass by when they open their eyes and close them.
Xiang Que led a group of disciples to practice in the forbidden area of Gujingguan. Time had quietly passed since he came out of Tianchi Mountain, and his cultivation level gradually went from asking about God to the late stage.
His spiritual sea was still endless. He obviously felt that in the sea that could not be seen at first sight, there was a pitiful storage of slightly more than one-third of the spiritual energy, which was compared with the middle realm.
There is not much, it can be ignored.
At the same time, his life was only about twenty or thirty years left.
But for some reason, Xiang Que was not too anxious. Although those disciples were helping him calculate the time, even Zhang Hengheng, a disciple who was not smart, often lit him intentionally or unintentionally.
"Master, the years are gone, like a flash of time. In a blink of an eye, I have been worshipping you for more than fifty years. It's really touching."
"Master, the years are gone, like a flash of time. In a blink of an eye, I have been worshipping you for more than sixty years. It's so touching..."
If you say this, Zhang Hengheng would remind him about every ten or eight years.
Xiang Que’s expression that most of the time was just rolling his eyes, and he was completely indifferent.
During the decades of their master-disciple retreat, Hetang had already come out of seclusion. She was the only person who was allowed to enter the forbidden area of Gujingguan in these years.
When I saw the lotus pond, the girl still looked taciturn and cold. However, if you want to say something different, it was that there was a lot more spirituality in her eyes than before.
Xiang Que asked her two or three times, what was the hindrance, but the other party rolled his eyes, and then there was nothing.
Later, one day, Xiang Que suddenly didn't want to go into seclusion because he knew that if he kept in custody, he would be wasting time in vain and would not have any substantial effect.
And just when he was about to leave the sect, Lin Chaoyang, who had been away from the sect for decades, came back.
What’s interesting is that since Xiang Que entered the Qingshan Sect, this senior brother of Qingshan had never met him before, and the two of them always avoided it perfectly.
Lin Chaoyang didn't know what Xiang Que felt about him, but Xiang Que knew that the other party must have disliked him.
It was because he stole the position of his sword guarding.
When Lin Chaoyang came back, he was in a bad condition. He had obvious trauma on his body and a hideous scar. He scratched his forehead from his forehead to the bridge of his nose. His originally handsome face looked full of sharpness.
breath.
During his decades away from the mountain, Lin Chaoyang had been trying to fight one of the top ten thieves, and the result was imagined.
Lin Chaoyang was seriously injured, otherwise he might not have returned to Qingshan Sect so early. His original plan was to return in 20 or 30 years. At that time, he either passed the realm of Xuying or
It's just that he couldn't get through.
As soon as Lin Chaoyang came back, he heard that Xiang Que was in seclusion in the forbidden area of Gujingguan, so he dragged his tired body and walked over.
Coincidentally, Xiang Que withdrew the magic circle in the forbidden area and walked out.
Before Xiang Que came, Lin Chaoyang was always the most excellent benchmark, but after Xiang Que came, all his excellent glory was covered by this junior uncle.
Lin Chaoyang saw Xiang Que's first words and said, "I really want to challenge you to prove that it is most appropriate for me to do Qingshan's sword guard. Unfortunately, I am in Xuying, you still ask God.
, This is a bit unfair, but fortunately, I am seriously injured now, and it should be almost as different from your level. Should I try it?"
Xiang Que turned his head and asked Zhang Hengheng, "Are there any sayings about the younger generation challenging the elders of the masters in Qingshan Sect?"
Lin Chaoyang's face was not good-looking.
Zhang Hengheng said: "The rules of Qingshan Gate are very strict. It is definitely not allowed to commit the following crimes. They 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 magically repaired his master: "But in Qingshan Sect, there is no situation where the elders of the master sect have lower cultivation than younger generations. It may not only be our Qingshan... it is like this everywhere."
Xiang Que's face was not good-looking anymore.
Lin Chaoyang was silent for a moment, shook his head and said, "I would rather be punished than prove that I am more suitable for being a sword guard than you. My master's choice should be wrong."
Xiang Que said "Oh", nodded, and asked, "By the way, I heard you are going to challenge the top ten bandits, have you been able to pick it?"
Lin Chaoyang was speechless.
"Hey, the bandits of the wind are not as good as pheasants..." Xiang Que paused and continued, "I heard that you also went to Jing Pavilion before you were in seclusion. Which floor did you go to?"
"The fifth floor, in about a hundred years, I should be able to climb the sixth floor." Lin Chaoyang said seriously. He had just returned to Qingshan and had not heard of the sword light in the previous cemetery.
Xiang Que said: "You can go up in another hundred years, then I have come out of the sixth floor almost seventy years ago."
Lin Chaoyang's face suddenly changed, and Zhang Hengheng whispered: "It's so good to pretend."
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.
"Xuying, although I haven't arrived yet, I have really killed a few before, so in my opinion, there is no gap or impossible to cross between me and this realm..." Xiang Queqi calmed down his mind...
I was idle and suddenly swung the Qingshan Sword, and the light on the sword was shining loudly, and then the light rushed into the horizon.
Today, the weather in the sky above Qingshan Sect is not very good, and mid-air is full of clouds, covering the blue sky and the sun.
When the light of the Qingshan Sword rushed to the sky, the sky suddenly became clear above the Qingshan Sect.
Yes, suddenly the sky cleared and the dark clouds were cut into a long hole.
Qingshan Sword cut open the dark clouds with one sword, revealing the sunny day, the sunshine, and the sunshine.
Then, many people looked up at the sky, and the dazzling sunlight made people squint their eyes.
The person who had not seen the sword light was wondering why the sky suddenly became clear.
The person who saw the sword light was thinking that this was Qingshan Sect’s sword-taking technique.