Chapter eight hundred and seventy seventh everything is ready
Jiuhua Sword Sect.
The news of Chen Xi's return caused a sensation in the sect overnight.
However, when a group of disciples and elders went to Xihua Peak to visit Chen Xi, they were all told that Chen Xi had gone into retreat and was preparing for an attack on the Earthly Immortal Realm.
This surprised and even shocked everyone.
If you think about it carefully, Chen Xi has only been in the sect for more than ten years. At that time, he was just a Nirvana monk, but now, he is already about to hit the realm of earthly immortals!
This incredible speed of cultivation is enough to eclipse most geniuses in the world.
This matter soon caused a sensation in the entire sect, and for a while, the matter about Chen Xi's upcoming attack on the Earthly Immortal Realm became the hottest topic again.
Everyone is speculating whether Chen Xi can withstand the Qinggang Thunder Tribulation and successfully advance to the realm of Earthly Immortal?
"In my opinion, Elder Chen Xi's appearance is enough to easily break through the calamity and achieve the realm of Earth Immortal! You must know that with his cultivation in the Underworld Realm, he can kill the ancestor of Earth Immortal across realms. This terrifying background,
Looking at the world, how many people can do it?"
Some people have full confidence in Chen Xi and are confident in their words.
"Indeed, since Elder Chen Xi joined our Jiuhua Sword Sect, he has shown his charisma like an unparalleled genius. He is so powerful that he is like the sun in the sky. It is difficult to find anyone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him in the entire Xuantuan Realm."
"However, this catastrophe of the earthly immortal is the most dangerous hurdle in the journey of cultivation. A person transforms into an immortal, and if he succeeds, he will reach the sky in one step, but if he fails, his body will perish and his path will disappear. Such catastrophes are not so easy to overcome."
"Throughout the ages, countless people who are known as peerless monsters have emerged. However, they have narrowly escaped death and fallen like rain on the road to becoming an earthly immortal. Compared with those monks with mediocre qualifications, it is a hundred times more difficult."
"Is this the so-called jealousy of talents?"
"It can only be said that the higher the talent and the more superior the qualifications, the greater the power of the catastrophe that will be endured. This has been an unbreakable truth since ancient times."
"However, Elder Chen Xi will definitely succeed. With the elders of our sect protecting us, there should be no danger."
"You will know when the time comes. Talking so much now is just unfounded worry."
When everyone in the Jiuhua Sword Sect was discussing whether Chen Xi could successfully overcome the calamity, at Xihua Peak, by the Sword Washing Pond, Chen Xi, dressed in apricot-yellow Taoist robes, was drinking and sipping tea, his demeanor was leisurely and not at all relaxed.
This is his second avatar. The original self has entered the world of stars, where he has comprehended the body of "Infinite Merits" and tempered the power of the heart elixir. He will break through the barrier as soon as he reaches the realm of heart and soul.
Chen Xi could clearly feel that when he came out of seclusion, the heavenly calamity would come.
However, he no longer thinks about these things. He just enjoys the tranquility. His mind is calm and the spiritual platform is ethereal. There is no otherworldly atmosphere. Instead, he seems to be completely integrated into the world, watching the clouds rolling and relaxing, quietly enjoying the scenery of lakes and mountains.
Enjoy yourself.
This is a kind of precipitation, a kind of mentality of returning to nature after reaching the limit after endless accumulation.
The prosperity is gone, and we return to our original nature.
Chen Xi has been accumulating in the Underworld Realm for too long, and whether it is Taoism, cultivation, or actual combat experience, it has all reached a point where it is unprecedented, a kind of "extreme state" above perfection.
What he has to do at this time is really very simple, which is to cultivate the wonders of his heart and soul, and then quietly wait for the disaster to come.
The seventh day of retreat.
Suddenly, heavy snow fell from the sky, as big as a mat, and fluttered, covering Xihua Peak. Thousands of miles of ice covered it, and thousands of miles of snow drifted.
Chen Xi took a wine bottle and went boating on the blue lake in the swaying wind and snow.
Disciple Shen Yan was sitting cross-legged at the stern of the boat, making tea on a small red clay stove. The smoke was lingering and the fragrance of the tea was faint, adding a touch of warmth in the biting and cold weather.
"What is the Dao of Heaven? These mountains, this water, the ripples of the green lake, and the place where the ice and snow are flying all contain the charm of the Dao. To ordinary people, it is pleasing to the eye, but in my opinion, it is the Zen opportunity of the Dao."
Chen Xi carried the wine bottle, leaned on the bow of the boat, stretched his waist comfortably, and sighed with a smile: "This is like seeing the truth in an ordinary place, and hearing thunder in a silent place."
Ana Shen pursed his lips and remained silent. He couldn't understand what the master said, but he remembered every word in his heart.
Perhaps, one day when I reach Master's level, I will realize the wonderful truth.
Ana Shen thought of this.
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The fourteenth day of retreat.
By the sword-washing pool, Chen Xi took Shen Yan to visit his senior brother Huo Mo Le, his second senior brother Lu Sheng, his third senior brother Yi Chenzi, his fourth senior brother Duan Yi, and his fifth senior sister Ajiu.
As for Sixth Senior Brother Qing Yu, Chen Xi did not bother him as he was busy training the young men of the Jiuyou Tribe.
"Although this sword is sharp and sharp, it is too strong and easy to break. Although the refining technique is clever, it is too complicated and cannot be used for practical purposes." Huo Moller looked at the sword in his hand for a moment, then frowned and commented unceremoniously.
This sword was refined by Chen Xigang. The blade is light cyan in color, with runes densely covered on the surface. The aura overflows and exudes a sharp and sharp aura.
Ana Shen was stunned. This was a heaven-level magic weapon, and it was refined by his master himself. In his opinion, it was like a magic weapon, but when it came to Uncle Huo Moller's mouth, it turned out to be something different. He was so miserable that he was even belittled as worthless...
Chen Xi didn't care, smiled, and borrowed the guqin that his second senior brother Lu Sheng had made himself.
Ding dong!
The next moment, his fingers were flying, outlining the strings, and streams of clear and graceful notes flowed out, like butterflies fluttering and clear springs flowing. Listening to Ana Shen was both physically and mentally drunk.
The song ends.
The face of the second senior brother Lu Sheng was already a little gloomy, and finally he sighed: "Little junior brother, Qin is my heartfelt voice. This song of yours is too full of fireworks and too noisy."
Hearing this, Ana Shen frowned, feeling a little aggrieved and feeling very unfair for his master. This song is obviously very nice!
Chen Xi still smiled and played a game of chess with his third senior brother Yi Chenzi. Halfway through the game, before the actual confrontation, Yi Chenzi got up angrily and walked away.
"Junior brother, I didn't expect that you are also a stinky chess player. Alas..." Yi Chenzi shook his head and sighed, heartbroken.
Ana Shen was stunned again, what happened to Master today? Why do you always use your own shortcomings to attack the strengths of others?
Next, Ana Shen saw another calligraphy written by his master. The pen was like a sword, and the iron painting was painted with silver hooks. It exuded a cold and sharp aura that hit his face, making him only glance at it from a distance, and his eyes trembled. Tingling.
"Very good calligraphy. Junior brother, you have already entered the book, but if you want to make progress in calligraphy, you still need to work harder." This was the evaluation of fourth senior brother Duan Yi.
Chen Xi ignored it and drew another picture for Fifth Senior Sister Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu's eyes widened and he tore up Chen Xi's painting on the spot. He bluntly said that it was too bad. The vertical and horizontal lines of pen and ink were simply a mess and without any order. It can be said.
However, Chen Xi took Shen Yan and left in despair under the disappointed eyes of all the senior brothers and sisters.
"What I am good at is not weapon refining, chess, calligraphy and painting. I only have some experience in the Tao of Talisman, and I have been diligently pursuing it. However, the Tao of Talisman is vast and boundless, and I can only get a glimpse of it."
By the side of the sword-washing pool, Chen Xi said: "This is the path. Every monk has his own path to follow. Only by persevering can one achieve success."
Ana Shen was shocked, as if she had been given a slap in the face, and was enlightened. In an instant, she understood the meaning of what Master had done.
Path!
Yes, where is my path?
Ana Shen looked dazed, like a clay statue, completely lost in thought, unaware of the passage of time and the changes in external objects.
When Chen Xi saw this, he couldn't help but smile.
There was only so much he could teach Shen Yan. As for other skills, Taoism, martial arts... none of that mattered. Only when you understand what you hold in your heart can you truly understand the true meaning of practice.
…
Since then, Chen Xi has been living in seclusion, and there is no trace of him on Xihua Peak.
No one was surprised, and everyone knew that he must be preparing for the tribulation. After all, according to the date, in more than a month, he would face the first heavenly tribulation when he was promoted to the Earthly Immortal Realm.
The world of stars.
Chen Xi's original self and his second clone were sitting opposite each other.
Wisps of blazing golden light of merit permeated, overflowed, and spread from the deity. It was brilliant, majestic, and solemn, and the whole person was bathed in an almost immortal glow.
Within his body, the Heart Pill was surging and full of vitality. A shadow was about to condense into shape. He pinched the magic formula with both hands and sat cross-legged on the Heart Pill. The outline became clear, but only the facial features were still blurry.
That is the heart and soul!
Merit has no body. This method of cultivating the secret power of the heart is truly miraculous. It condenses merit and tempers the mind, and it goes round and round. Just like the true energy circulates in the meridians of the whole body, and the magic power flows in the flesh and blood of the whole body, it seems to form a perfect system.
The secret power of the heart becomes more condensed and thicker in this step-by-step tempering process.
It was precisely through practicing this technique that Chen Xi became very clear that if he relied solely on accumulating merit to enhance the secret power of the heart, it would be difficult to cultivate the heart and soul in this life.
"It's almost time. In about a year, the heart and soul will be condensed..."
Chen Xi's second clone stared at the changes in Qi around his body, while his mind was silently calculating the time.
The laws of time in the star world are different. In this year, only about a month has passed in the outside world, and at that time, it is also the day when the disaster will come!
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One month later.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
One after another, the sound broke through the air and soared into the sky, speeding towards Xihua Peak from all directions.
Among them are the headmaster Wen Huating, the punishment elder Lie Peng, and a group of Earth Immortal ancestors who have hidden themselves from the world. Next are the core disciples on Shenhua Peak and the elders of the inner and outer sects.
The team was huge and magnificent.
On Xihua Peak, Senior Brother Huo Moller and others, as well as Meng Wei and others, also stopped their movements to welcome the arrival of Headmaster Wen Huating and others.
"It's finally here..." Axiu hugged Bai Kui and stood gracefully among a cluster of flowers, looking at the sky in the distance with her clear eyes.
I saw a black line coming from an extremely distant place, like ink, turning the sky into a heart-stopping pitch black wherever it passed.
Blocking out the sky and turning day into night are signs of calamity clouds!