Chapter eight hundred and fortieth planning to attack the island
Lu Zhengkang repaid the consequences of his karma at the beginning, and now, as he approaches his original future, the causes of his karma are also appearing.
As he said himself, he came from the sea. From then on, a wind blew in the world, and this wind would change the appearance of the world.
When Lu Zhengkang's wind blew back to the Kunlun Palace, there was no movement. He brought the young man from the Zhou family and asked him to try to find the path to immortality. He probably wouldn't succeed.
This Immortal Fate Conference will end at the end of the month. There are so many people who come to try, but very few succeed. And this success is just going to Laojun Temple and becoming an ordinary Taoist priest.
Qing Ningzi returned to Yunlou, and Lu Zhengkang returned to Dengxiantai.
It just so happened that the master was discussing Taoism on the first floor of the large library on the Immortal Platform, and the great uncle was also there. He was sitting on the first futon at the bottom, while Xuan Youzi in the back row sat cross-legged silently, listening carefully.
When Lu Zhengkang came, the headmaster ignored him. He glanced at the great uncle. Xue Hongzi stood up, turned around and waved to Lu Zhengkang, then walked out. Lu Zhengkang followed him.
"Is the matter done?"
"Um."
Xue Hongzi shook his head, "You have finished the fourth junior brother's matter, but have you done what I asked you to do?"
"Teacher's orders..." Lu Zhengkang was about to ask in reply, but suddenly realized that the master uncle was dissing his progress in swordsmanship.
"I ask you to go to the world of mortals, how do you do it?"
"Be above the crowd, sneak and hide, and stay away from the world." Lu Zhengkang answered honestly.
"Little disciple, you are a person blessed by the Tao, and you are wasting your talent like this?"
"Disciple knows his mistake."
Xue Hongzi sighed, "It doesn't matter, I was too hasty. I made a bet with that old boy Yong Lianyi. This time you fight the sword in Chilou, you will definitely leave a sword monument."
"Senior Yong, don't you think highly of me?"
"Yes, he thinks you don't know yet."
If you don’t know, you just don’t know the way.
"Taoism is something that is as subtle as it is wonderful." Master Uncle walked in the snow with his hands behind his back, and Lu Zhengkang followed step by step. "I practice swordsmanship by myself, and I understand swordsmanship by myself. These are my own things, but the way of swordsmanship is my own."
What? In fact, the way of swordsmanship does not belong to one person. My way of swordsmanship and Yong Lianyi’s way of swordsmanship are all done by my own hands."
Lu Zhengkang nodded, "This disciple also feels the same way."
It is true that the way of swordsmanship cannot be improved by forcing it, nor can it be understood by sitting still and comprehending it. The Tao is not the logic of the operation of the universe, and the logic of the universe is only a representation of the Tao.
Swordsmanship is one's own, swordsmanship is one's own, but swordsmanship is not one's own. People can't understand Tao, not even monks, and perhaps the immortals in the immortal world can't either.
Even if the Red Sky Demon Lord controls a certain realm, he only plays the role of an agent. When the Seal of the Transparent Universe is condensed, he is just a controller and not yet the Tao.
Perhaps only by completely giving up one's true spirit can one integrate into the Tao.
For monks, it is best not to take Tao as their lifelong pursuit. On this road, the scenery is infinite, and you can stay anywhere you want. The sun is shining brightly at that time, but the end point is often dark and lightless.
The higher the Taoism, the heavier the traces of the Tao. Not to mention the hindrance of knowledge and vision to the practice, but the Taoism itself can be regarded as a double-edged sword. Those true immortals often lead to the Taoism and catastrophes to kill themselves.
Follow the path of the true spirit and purify your own practice.
However, this is also a worry for masters. The vast majority of monks in the world do not need to worry about whether their Taoism will affect their future development if their Taoism is too high. They are eager to master more Taoism.
Xue Hongzi's expectation for Lu Zhengkang is to hone the Hongchen swordsmanship as soon as possible. This is also very important to the sect, and the leader Chen Chenzi has repeatedly asked the master to treat this young disciple more. Kunlun
The next generation of the palace cannot show up without someone who can fight.
Xuan Youzi is too slippery, not only slippery, but also too idealistic. He needs more training. He might be able to become the leader in the future. Although Tao Ranzi has a strange talent, she has many fates and may not be able to grow up in the future. Now
The only one that has maintained its value is Lu Zhengkang.
Xue Hongzi encouraged Lu Zhengkang and let him go and play.
In mid-June, the Immortal Fate Conference ended. The twenty-fifth generation of Kunlun Palace still had three disciples. On the main peak, they met with their fellow Taoists from all over the world. The Taoists of previous generations bestowed upon them the Taoist titles of Xuan Youzi, Tao Ranzi and Jiuchenzi.
Lu Zhengkang scratched his head, why should he be called Jiuchenzi?
But it was useless for him to object. It is estimated that the Kunlun Palace Taoist just thought of a random idea for him, and it didn't mean any mysterious prediction of destiny, let alone any typesetting based on seniority.
Seeing that the Kunlun Dharma Conference was approaching, the demon monks also arrived one after another. Lu Zhengkang also saw an old acquaintance - Zhi Feizhen from Qiqianwu.
This man looked much thinner. When he saw him, Lu Zhengkang thought of Little Man Niang. She said she wanted to go back to her hometown to visit. Apparently, it was also in the Central Plains area. Now she has broken the destiny star. No one can predict
Her whereabouts, if she wanted to live in seclusion, she should be able to live peacefully.
Lu Zhengkang's primary problem now is that there are only two months before the start of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he, Mr. Lu, has not been able to break through the alchemy yet.
It's really embarrassing.
Although he is known as a drunken swordsman, he will not be looked down upon if he participates in a sword fight in the Red Tower, but the rules are the rules, and you cannot enter until you have formed a pill.
But the problem is that if his swordsmanship doesn't improve, he won't be able to use the flying sword well. It makes no sense for him to use "Qingqing Sword Art" to advance to the pill formation.
Progress in kendo is not a matter of a day or two, or even a matter of time.
The good news is that the heretic's body will soon condense his Heavenly Seal of Transformation, and he will be able to change his foundation by then. The bad news is that he won't be able to catch up with the Mid-Autumn Festival no matter how soon.
Therefore, Lu Zhengkang needs more sealed people, or red ghosts, as long as they are alive, or as long as they are conscious things. With people, they will have the power of the curse, and they can condense the Tao seal faster.
The islands in the central part of the East China Sea have been almost wiped out by him. Now we have to go north to Hehuan Island at the northern end of the East China Sea. It is the territory of the Hehuan Sect and has a dense population. However, the Hehuan Sect is not easy to mess with. This evil sect is also inherited from ancient times.
It was the original lineage of Yin Yang Sect.
For Lu Zhengkang, as long as there is a glimmer of possibility, he can fight.
The Hehuan sect's grand formation is the Peach Blossom Formation of Six Desires and Hearts. When a true immortal enters, he will lose his true spirit, and eventually his energy will be exhausted and he will have to give up his physical body.
Lu Zhengkang is completely unafraid, his heretic body is completely intact, and his original body is extraordinary.
After some planning, Lu Zhengkang planned to start at the end of June.
At this time, monks from the Hehuan sect had already visited Kunlun Palace, and Xuan Youzi was responsible for receiving them. He was so busy that he asked Lu Zhengkang to help, saying that it was for the sake of his brothers. As a result, the Hehuan sect was basically composed of women.
He was dressed in strange clothes and was very advanced, making Lu Zhengkang think that he was at the Victoria's Secret show, surrounded by singing and dancing birds all day long, and the most amazing thing was that Qing Ningzi also heard about it.
Xuan Youzi smiled mischievously at his junior brother's experience. He got along well with the female monks of the Hehuan Sect, and even found out some anecdotes about the other sect. Lu Zhengkang also heard from him that there was a sea of hatred on Hehuan Island, which was quite popular.
It is so strange that it is said that the Santu River leads to the underworld. Every time during the Hungry Ghost Festival, there are ghosts roaring faintly.
Well, Lu Zhengkang thought that after defeating the Hehuan sect, he could break into the underworld and collect a large number of dead ghosts.