Eight hundred and fortieth chapters Daji sword song
The world is a monster, Tao is terrifying, the future is dark, civilization is ugly, society is doomed to collapse, and morality is the root of all evil...
Whispering. Hallucinations flowed in Lu Zhengkang's mind. In his crazy delirium, every thought was like a spark under the ice, destroying faster than flickering.
The outsider is sitting cross-legged on the heavenly path in the Wutong Realm. In a deep red space, every star is a sealed person. The five elements spiritual roots stand in the five directions. The six heavens in the Desire Realm are just a faint shadow, piled up to form
In the mountains of deep space, the Six Paths rotate quietly in the lower level of the universe. The Milky Way flows from the mixed holes of the Six Paths to the realm of the Six Heavens, circulating back and forth. This is an extremely slow process. On the sea of stars, this slow flow,
Like a slight wave.
The Wutong Realm is different from the original universe, and it is also different from the completely artificial universe. The development of humanity in this realm has surpassed the development of Heavenly Dao, and has reversely promoted the development of Heavenly Dao. The traces of Dao are getting stronger day by day, as long as there is enough time
——Maybe hundreds of millions of years later, this place can be as full of Taoism as the outside world, allowing the monks here to accumulate strong Taoism.
At this moment, his Heavenly Seal of Transformation was finally condensed in the hands of the outsider body, and was deeply engraved on his chest, shining together with the countless Dharma seals on his body.
Chu Renjie in Zhonglu could feel the great tremor in his heart. He woke up from his sleep and caressed his chest. He could almost feel the heat. It was the Demon Lord who passed the traces of his Heavenly Seal of Transformation to him. Tonight,
Now, he has also entered the Tao.
Lu Zhengkang opened his eyes on the immortal platform of Kunlun Palace and walked out of the hut. In the clear wine mist, as pure as the sea of glass, the stories of countless people were interpreted. One person's story is enough to praise three people.
The stories can be told endlessly, with tens of millions of people, hundreds of millions of ghosts, a huge cluster structure, a grand narrative body, and a proud ideology.
All of this evolves in chaos, rushing like the whistling air current in the mountains.
Finally gathered in Lu Zhengkang's body, Hongchen Qi, Jiu Chenzi, and a small amount of swordsmanship.
He threw the red dragon in his sleeve into the sky, and it was like a red firework shooting straight up. In the night when the brilliant stars were shining above the Kunlun Palace, under the icy blue sky, it flickered for a moment, like a red firework.
The dandelion-like light disappeared in an instant. It was the phantom of wine mist, like a simple refraction of moonlight.
In the cloud tower, Qing Ningzi looked at the sky outside the balcony. The clouds were sparse, and the light from the fireworks leaked in, like a plain dandelion floating in the wind.
Master Sheng Yan came to her side and said, "Is this swordsman your little husband?"
Qing Ningzi nodded, "Yes."
"He is such a genius that no one can envy." Master Sheng Yan sighed, "He has learned the essence of cultivation."
"Master, what is the essence of cultivation?"
"I don't know either."
"Master came here to tease people again for nothing."
Master Sheng Yan laughed and said, "You, let me tell you this, in the world, there is one monk out of ten thousand, and out of one thousand monks, there is one extraordinary talent who can be brave and diligent, and out of a thousand extraordinary talents
Only one true person who can accumulate Taoism can be found among them, and only one genius who can touch the essence of cultivation can be found among ten thousand true people."
"What exactly is the essence of cultivation?"
"Being able to make illusions come true is the essence of cultivation." Master Sheng Yan leaned on the railing, holding her chin in her hands, with no outsiders around. Her posture was lazy and unrestrained, "Look, there is not a single brick in this Kunlun Palace."
Yes, it is said that their real residences are at the Dengxian Terrace, the land where the Immortals were entrusted by the Eastern Prince, where the Taoists of the Kunlun Palace opened fields and built houses little by little. Only that place is real."
Qing Ningzi heard Lu Zhengkang talk about his daily life in Kunlun Palace. He nodded and was even more curious about the master's statement that "there was not a brick or a tile".
Master Sheng Yan sighed, "I can't see the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. The main peak of Kunlun Palace, the Cloud Tower, and these pavilions are all illusions created by the Taoists of Kunlun Palace."
Qing Ningzi exclaimed, "The illusion is the illusion of the Li Jinghu Society?"
"Yes. This place is completely empty, not a single brick or tile." Master Sheng Yan smiled, "It's normal for you to come here for the first time and you don't know. Master also listened to what your ancestor said."
"But, it's so real, and the formations here are all real."
"That's what's great about them. The descendants of Kunlun Palace and Yuqing will never be far behind."
Lu Zhengkang took back the scarlet dragon. He knew that Qing Ningzi must have seen it, and she also knew that she had been promoted to pill formation.
Xuan Youzi walked over to him and patted his back, "Good job!"
Chen Chenzi silently pinched the back of Xuan Youzi's neck, "Your junior brother has reached the elixir-forming stage. When will you, the senior brother, be able to refine the golden elixir?"
"Ah ah ah, the waves behind push the waves ahead! Isn't it a good thing that my junior brother is so brave and diligent? Why are you targeting me!"
"You brat has no face or skin."
"Didn't you learn it from the teacher?"
"Begging for a beating!"
The two big men chased and fought each other until they ran away.
Lu Zhengkang bowed to his uncle, "Teacher, my disciple has accomplished his feat."
Xue Hongzi smiled, "Have you thought about a name for your technique?"
"The disciple's technique is inherited from the teacher, why not call it the modified version of Qi Qing Sword Jue?"
"Naughty again! Why do you have such an unpleasant name?" Xue Hongzi thought for a moment, "Your skills have broken away from my routine and the barriers of your sixth uncle. The exquisiteness of the sword is amazing, and
Your magic power... is really weird. You are no longer a serious swordsman. With such a worldly spirit, you should go to the market to practice in the future. The Taoist name given to you by the teachers is really good. Jiu Chenzi, let's call it Dajiu Sword Song.
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"It's hard to hear what's going on." Lu Zhengkang muttered.
Xue Hongzi: "Huh?"
"Ah, you are worthy of being a teacher. Even the naming is so high-level and elegant. It is really honorable."
When all the masters and uncles heard this, they just laughed. Tao Ranzi also laughed, and only Xuan Youzi, who was being chased, was wailing.
At this time, dragon roars were faintly heard in the east. After hearing this, the teachers restrained their smiles and told the juniors to go back to sleep. They hurried towards the main peak.
The next day, the Red Tower sword fight started as scheduled, and Tianshi Dahui stood up and performed a sword dance.
The wide robe and big sleeves are swaying with stars, and they are as majestic as a god. The mountains and rivers are long and solemn, and the immortals nod their heads.
Xuan Youzi was not here, he was going to fight in Youxu. Next to Lu Zhengkang was Qing Ningzi. He leaned into his ear and chuckled, "As expected of a serious Taoist priest, the dance is so beautiful."
Qing Ningzi laughed, "I look better when I dance. Do you want to watch?"
"Okay, okay."
"I'll tell you after you win."
The sword dance was over, and it was time to fight for a new sword. Lu Zhengkang stood up directly, took out the red dragon from his sleeve, and handed over to all the sword immortals, "Kunlun Palace Jiu Chenzi, the sword he holds is the red dragon, my colleagues.
, polite."
"You are so brave, let me teach you!" Someone stood up first. Lu Zhengkang smiled and pointed towards the outside of the red building, "Please."
