Chapter 927 Why is it so difficult to recognize the Lord
It's late winter, the trees are withered and the sky is freezing.
Even if the tall and slender woman is wearing an ordinary blue robe, she is still a dazzling sight that attracts attention. She is silent and has a jade-like temperament, but no one dares to stare too much.
The woman has a cold face, and her body exudes invisible sword energy. If she looks at it for a long time, it will be dazzling and she will shed tears.
For the past twenty years, Shui Qingru has been staying near the ancient sutra wall of Moya, observing the scriptures of previous sages on the cliff of Sutra Mountain, and trying to figure out the strength of swords and fists. She originally planned to go on a long trip alone after coming out of the sect, and walked to Jingshan.
Zhou, then stopped.
She had observed the words "Quietness is the Righteousness of the World" carved by her master the most in the past few years and dissected the sword intention she needed.
She glanced at other words that were of little use to her. She looked at the blurred seal characters "Yangcong Hanshui Yuecongsha" carved on one place. It took her five years to discern a "cold water" sword meaning, which was related to her.
The power of the rules of flowing water swordsmanship that he has mastered complement each other.
The woman's brows relaxed, she let out a long breath, and a spring-flowered smile appeared on her cold face, adding color to the gray winter day.
Suddenly I turned around, and I didn't know when I was surrounded by clouds and mist. None of the monks nearby who were observing the scriptures were gone.
The cliffs of Jingshan Mountain look particularly vast and towering into the clouds.
The water was as clear as floating in the mist, and he put his right hand on the hilt of his sword. No unusual aura was detected, and he said: "I don't know who this master is playing with. Can you please come out and see me?"
With her fifth-level sword cultivating strength, it was really shocking that she didn't notice when she was making a move.
I have never heard of such a powerful existence in Jingshan, which is located in the hinterland of Da'an Dynasty.
In the entire Eastern Continent, only Master, Donkey Ye and Xiao Ni'er are sixth-level masters. Oh, I also forgot that an old demon named "Mang Gong" was a guest at the Fairy Temple. She didn't know if he was still there now.
She has a high fighting spirit and a blazing momentum. She dares to use her sword even when facing the sixth level. "Forgive me, fellow Taoist Water, I don't mean to be playful. I don't want others to disturb our conversation. Many years ago, I had a conversation with Guanzhu Zhang and Lao You.
We had a great conversation, but I haven’t seen anyone for many years and I’m afraid of being born.”
A woman with a blurry figure covered in white gauze slowly walked out of the clouds and mist. The clouds and mist surged, and characters of light waves overflowed.
Shui Qingru looked at the woman in the white dress who appeared mysteriously. She couldn't see through the other person's cultivation. There seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers between them. She didn't let down her guard just because the other person mentioned her master, and asked: "I don't know.
What do you call your friend?"
"You can call me 'Ms. Jing Mei,' and I will stay here for a long time."
The woman in the white dress had a clear, soft and charming voice and said, "I would like to ask you to write a message on the stone wall. If you like it, we can continue chatting."
The look in Shui Qingru's eyes moved, and her expression remained unchanged as she said, "What if you don't like what I wrote?" The woman in the white dress smiled and glanced at it, and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't like it. It's just that we have no fate. You can go your way. I
I continued to live in seclusion in the mountains, listen to the wind, drink from the springs, read and write, and pass the boring days, just like that."
There was a hint of helplessness in his words.
After waiting for a long time, she found that the spiritual energy was getting weaker and weaker, and the monks in the world were getting weaker and weaker with each generation.
There was once a Taoist priest who caught her eye, but it was a pity that the Taoist priest had already been recognized by a small world. Shui Qingru still did not agree to write, and asked: "I once heard rumors that those who carve characters on the wall of ancient scriptures on the cliff without authorization, every time they carve a word
, I have lowered my cultivation level by one level. Madam Jingmei, is this possible?"
She heard it from the well-read Pumpkin, and she was trying to test his intentions.
She probably guessed the opponent's heels. Only in this way can she explain why she fell into the mist without realizing it.
Otherwise, with her keenness as a fifth-level swordsman, it would be impossible for a sixth-level master to trap her so easily.
She has a clear mind and an instinctive sense of danger.
The woman in the white dress smiled and said: "You said it was a rumor, how can you take it seriously? You are the only fifth-level female warrior in the Eastern Continent, why are you so courageous? Come on, write it or not, let's decide in one word.
They are all very busy."
Shui Qingru also smiled and said: "Mrs. Mei asked me to write it. The handwriting is not good, Qing Ru is showing off her embarrassment!"
She no longer shirks, the other party's passion
The general method was of no use to her, so she flew forward, about five feet away from a blank mottled stone wall, stretched out the second and middle fingers of her right hand and made a sword shape, waved her wrist in the air, gravel splashed, powder fell, and she meticulously stood up on the stone wall.
Six tall regular characters were engraved on it: "There are endless mountains and endless waters."
This is a reflection of her fresh understanding of the "cold water" sword intention. From it, she sees a vast and endless expanse of cold water, with a lofty and endless artistic conception.
The woman in the white dress softly recited "The water has no end...the water has no end". Clouds and mist surged everywhere, and the rays of light bloomed.
When she was almost disappointed, she finally found the person she was waiting for. Her master called himself "Wuya" and no one knew about it except her. What else could it be if it wasn't God's will?
Shui Qingru returned to her original place in the air, watching the slightly blurred woman in the white dress making a huge movement, but she did not make a sound to disturb her.
After a while, the figure of the charming lady gradually solidified and revealed her true appearance. The distance between the two was no longer vague. The eyes exposed above the white gauze smiled brightly and said: "Qingru Taoist friend, you can get this cliff in front of you."
With the approval of the ancient sutra wall, please sacrifice and accept this precious treasure of the small world. I am the spirit of the sutra wall. If you have any doubts, I will speak openly and honestly."
Shui Qingru felt dissatisfied and jumped several times in her heart, but was slowly suppressed by her.
She knew the weight of a small treasure, but she always felt a little careless when such a good thing happened to her so easily. What seemed to be wrong?
Mr. Donkey often talks about Jianghu lingo, "What's on the pole is not a deal, it may be a trap." She has heard it too much, and is wary of the good things that come to her door, so she needs to think more.
A few years ago, the Master had asked Chief Yun to summon the Mountain Chief and warn all the fifth-level monks in the sect not to go to the Meteor Star Canyon in the Western Continent for training and not to try to accept the recognition of the master of a heavy treasure weapon spirit there.
After she advanced to the fifth level and came out of seclusion, the mountain chief personally talked to her, and she still remembers this. "My cultivation qualifications are poor, and I don't have much ink in my belly. Please tell me, Madam Charming, why you chose me?"
Shui Qingru, who could not see the woman with fluttering robes ten feet away, asked seriously.
Madam Jingmei smiled and said: "Can you practice to the fifth level if you have poor qualifications? Can you develop eyesight? Diligence can make up for the lack of skills, and at most it can only make up for the third level. In the end, what you cultivate is talent and opportunity. You don't have to belittle yourself. Your practice
Your qualifications are not bad, but your technique is wrong. Thanks to your extraordinary perseverance and hard work, you were able to make a name for yourself on the muddy path."
Shui Qingru thought without making a sound.
She knows how much hardship she has endured.
Lady Jingmei sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, I can't wait any longer. It's almost enough. I have missed many talented people in the past. If I delay for a thousand years, I may not meet the right candidate in the future. For you,
It's just a treasure, but for me it's an opportunity to go to the upper world, so please believe my sincerity, otherwise, why don't you ask your master?"
She can't tell the unknown woman that you may be related to the master.
There are some things you cannot say out loud because the time has not come yet.
Shui Qingru waited for the other party's words, took out the flying sword without hesitation, and asked: "Can a summons be sent from here?"
Lady Jingmei smiled and said: "After all, you still don't believe me. Do I look like a bad guy? It's strange. You Laoguai is such an insidious guy. Even your master accepts it. You are too cautious with me... Let's go, let's leave."
After traveling three hundred miles through the mountain, you can send a message to Guanzhu Zhang again."
Shui Qingru pretended not to hear the other party's complaints and flew out with Madam Jingmei. Suddenly, she heard an uproar coming from far behind her.
"Look, a new scripture has appeared, 'The mountains are endless, the water is endless,' a stone-engraved scripture with a vast and vast artistic conception."
"Have any sixth-level seniors arrived?"
"Hey, when did Senior Shui, who has been staying here all this time, leave?"
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The water was as clear as flying three hundred miles away, and came to the familiar bank of Yue Crow Lake. He stopped, muttered a few words silently, and waved his hand to shoot the flying sword in the sky. Since the master and Lady Jingmei are familiar with each other, it would not be wrong to ask.
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The flying sword circled three times and fell back into Shuiqingru's hand.
"Is your master in retreat?"
Lady Jingmei was speechless. She asked for a good thing that no one else could ask for.
Why is this girl so stubborn?
Shui Qingru erased the content of the flying sword, silently recited a passage, and waved it out again. The flying sword still fell back into her hand. She was puzzled. Taoist Yun who was with the master also went into seclusion?
After thinking for a while, I sent a message to the sect's pumpkin. This time it went smoothly.
It was not done by the charming lady.
Shui Qingru smiled and said: "Let's go, you and I will go to sacrifice and collect the treasures of Little Heaven and Earth. I heard that we won't be able to collect the treasures in just a few decades."
"Ha, you must believe me. When walking in the world of cultivation, be careful not to suffer any disadvantages. But it is our fate to meet someone like me who looks kind and has a kind heart."
Lady Jing Mei was so happy that she opened up her chatterbox and wanted to say just enough.
(Some pitfalls from the past have been filled in as Lao Yan remembered them)