Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 121 Signing in [Heavenly Book Secret Scroll]

   Qiongyu Mountain, Yijianping.

  A young man in ragged clothes climbed the stone steps and came to the sword dancing area.

   "Well, where did the beggar come from!"

   When a disciple found him, he shouted in disgust.

   White Sugar came over after hearing the prestige, was puzzled at first, and then exclaimed in surprise, "Senior Brother Zhanhong!"

Sikong Jianli next to    was not happy.

   "What Senior Brother Zhanhong?"

   He murmured, "You're not talking about the senior brother you talk about every day, right? He's not a beautiful, radiant man, and he's been expelled from his teacher's door?"

  Sikong glanced at the young man with a courtesy, and felt that the other party was as simple as the mud on the ground, how could it be glorious.

  White Sugar blushed: "How can I talk about it."

  Sikong felt a stab in his heart when he saw the salute.

  Zhanhong smiled slightly: "Junior Sister Bai, I haven't seen you for a long time, your swordsmanship has become much more stable."

   Baishatang smiled sweetly and said, "It's not that I've been disturbed by this hateful Sikong Jianli. I can't see it and I'm not bothered. Only by practicing the sword, this hand is getting better and better."

   Ignoring the sloppyness of the young man, she stepped forward and grabbed his arm and asked, "Senior brother, why are you back? I heard from the brothers and sisters that you were expelled from the school?"

   When she asked this sentence, she was a little worried, so she wouldn't make the big brother unhappy.

  Sikong saw their intimate appearance, took out the folding fan in his arms and unfolded it, he was so angry that he didn't speak.

  Zhanhong nodded and smiled: "I was indeed expelled from the school, so don't call me senior brother in the future. I still think you are senior brothers and sisters in my heart."

Bai Shatang was a little sad, and called to Sikong Jianli on the side: "Hey! Are you not Elder Cheng's apprentice? Go and talk to your master, if you can withdraw Senior Brother Zhanhong's expulsion order from the school, I will accompany you from now on. You practice your sword!"

   Sikong said dissatisfiedly at the ceremony: "Hey, what the hell, I'm older than you, remember to call me little uncle!"

   He shook the folding fan, glanced at Zhanhong, and added, "In the future, be more polite, and I can ask."

   White sugar glared at him sullenly.

   Sikong hurriedly said: "I'm going now, I'm going now!"

   said, he ran to Chengtian Temple.

  Zhanhong patted the little junior sister's arm before he had time to say, "Junior sister, don't bother, since I've left the Qiongyu Sword Sect, I won't be coming back."

   White Sugar is a little sad: "Senior brother, you have worked hard all the way, I will lead you to change your clothes."

  Zhanhong shook his head, raised his eyes to look at the Zhuxian Sword Platform not far away, and said, "No need, my natural aura connects with the world, and the sword is just right."

   He took two steps forward, only to feel the sword intent hitting his face, like four long swords piercing the sky.

   "Is this the sword left by Daoist Qing Hui?"

   he muttered.

   Bai Shatang replied, "This is not a sword, but the Sword Stage of Zhuxian Sword left by Elder Qing Hui."

   call.

  White Sugar exclaimed: "Senior Brother, be careful!"

   A flying sword suddenly appeared in front of Zhan Hong, wiping his face and flying past, slashing two drops of blood.

   Then, a young man with slender cheeks walked over and joked: "Hey, isn't this the first day of my Qiongyu Sword Sect, Zhanhong?"

   "I'm so sorry, I just learned how to master swordsmanship, and I couldn't control it for a while, and scared Senior Brother Zhan. Oh, no, I almost forgot, you were expelled from the division!"

   Bai Xingtang's chest jumped with anger, and he drew his sword and pointed at the opponent: "Yuan Tianshu! You did this on purpose!"

   The young man on the opposite side recalled the long sword and joked: "Junior Sister Bai, Senior Brother Zhan's cultivation base is unfathomable. If I did it on purpose, how could I possibly hurt him?"

   He glanced at Zhanhong up and down, and suddenly realized: "Oh, I understand, is it possible that Senior Brother Zhan really gave up his cultivation, and is now a waste?"

  His voice was deliberately loud, and the disciples around him could hear him in an instant, and they would come around.

   "What, Senior Brother Zhanhong is back!"

   "Who is this ragged beggar, you say this is Senior Brother Zhanhong? This is impossible!"

   "Hehe, a generation of arrogance, will end up like this today, and become a waste person, it's a pity!"

   "You are not allowed to say that, Senior Brother!"

  “…”

  Zhanhong grabbed the angry little junior sister and said to everyone: "Zhan has been expelled from the teacher's door and is no longer a brother and sister with you. You can call me Zhanhong in the future."

   "Since this Xiongtai made an unintentional loss, let's take the sword and leave. A certain Zhan climbed the mountain today. He was ordered by the Taoist priest of Qing Hui to observe Zhuxianjiantai."

   "I understand the sword myself, so I won't bother you anymore."

   After saying that, he walked towards the Zhuxianjiantai alone. The crowd unconsciously gave way.

   White sugar with tears in his eyes: "Senior brother!"

  Yuan Tianshu hugged his sword and said with a smile, "Hehe, trash is trash. Saying about enlightenment is just self-deception! Yuan doesn't even bother to care about a trash!"

   He waved his hand, "That's all, I'm going to practice my sword-fighting skills by myself, this is the Wujian."

   He stepped on the flying sword, rushed into the air, and roamed and danced among the clouds, like a sword fairy in the sky, so handsome.

   "Zhanhong!"

   An old voice sounded on Yijianping.

  Zhanhong's body trembled, feeling a little familiar, he turned around and saw Cheng Xiaocheng walking with a cane.

   "Zhan Hong greets Cheng... Elder Cheng!"

   He folded his fists and saluted, and said.

   Before everyone dispersed, they immediately followed behind Cheng Xiaocheng to see what the three elders planned to do.

  Yuan Tianshu also pressed the flying sword and landed from the clouds.

   "Zhanhong, you are a gift from heaven, and you can't sink because of a small blow! That Suying is blind, but the old man is not blind, are you willing to return to Qiongyu?"

  Cheng Xiaocheng asked in a hoarse voice.

  Sikong showed his head at the back, walked to Bai Shatang, raised his eyebrows, just wanted to show off, but his eyes sank: "Bai Shatang, why are you crying?"

   White Sugar bit her lip, shook her head and said nothing.

   Over there, Zhan Hong smiled at Cheng Xiaocheng: "Elder Cheng, thank you for looking at me. It's just that Zhan has left the Qiongyu Sword Sect, so he really doesn't plan to come back."

   "I am now a Taoist sprinkler in Lingshu Temple, watching the morning sun rise and setting every day, fetching water and ringing bells, chanting scriptures and practicing swordsmanship. I am much happier than in the previous nineteen years."

   "Since I have found my own way, then I just want to be myself. Let this cloud sea sword shadow, the world's rich and poor, become immortals or become ordinary people, what does it have to do with me."

   said, he bowed respectfully.

  This ceremony is to honor Cheng Xiaocheng's care.

   He bent down again.

   This ceremony was also performed in the nineteenth year of the Qiongyu Sword Sect.

   He faced the crowd, then bowed and saluted.

   This ceremony, but the friendship of the same family.

Cheng Xiaocheng's lips were trembling, and he held his cane tightly, and finally sighed: "Forget it, it's all my fault that Suying has eyesight and ignorance of talents, and defeated my Qiongyu Sword Sect's chance to flourish. Since you have settled in Lingshuguan, The old man is also relieved."

   She didn't understand how the young man in front of her had already understood the way of life shaping in a few words.

  It took her ten years to understand this step.

   "Zhan Hong, as long as I, Cheng Xiaocheng, are here for one day, the door of the Qiongyu Sword Sect will always be open to you."

   She clenched her cane and said seriously.

  Zhanhong was grateful: "Thank you, Elder."

   "The disciples of the Qiongyu Sword Sect obey orders! Everyone must not be rude to Zhanhong, interfere with his sword practice, or prevent him from coming to and going to Qiongyu Mountain! Sikong greets him and arranges room and board!"

  Cheng Xiaocheng gave a stern command and turned to leave.

   Sikong was taken aback for a moment: "Yes, Master!"

  Zhan Hong watched her old back disappear into the Chengtian Hall from afar, and then he regained his senses and walked towards the Sword Stage of Zhuxian.

   The third elder of the Qiongyu Sword Sect has worked hard all his life for this sect, and it can be said that he has good intentions.

   Four sword shadows appear and disappear around the sword platform.

   "Sword Shadow, Sword Intent, is this the four strongest swords in the world in the mouth of Daoist Qing Hui?"

  Zhanhong looked curiously.

   A vast will suddenly came.

  [You have noticed that the sword intent here is soaring to the sky, and it has the power to shatter the heavenly way. This sword platform breeds great terror. The heaven and the earth cannot be deceived, and the immortals and gods cannot be broken. Sign in here every day with the sword, and you can get the reward of good fortune]

   He was stunned for a moment: "Sign in with a sword, and reward for luck, this is actually a holy place of heaven!"

   However, he had no sword in his hand at this time.

  Zhanhong only felt blessed to the soul, and walked to the center of Zhuxianjiantai step by step, and sat facing the sunset.

   I visualized a sword shadow in my mind.

  Without the sword in my hand, I am the sword.

  …

【Ding! 】

  [Zhanhong, the son of planes, signs in at your Zhuxianjiantai (pseudo), and you get the secret scroll of the heavenly book·full]

   Zhang Ming was stunned.

   "Zhanhong? Secret Scroll of Heaven?!"

   After thinking for a while, he immediately understood that Zhanhong started from the Lingshu View, and now he should have arrived at Qiongyu Mountain.

   And the secret scroll is the reward for the other party to sign in.

   "But what is this?"

   Zhang Ming checked the instructions in the system prompt.

  【Tianshu Secret Scroll】The secret scroll of practice contained in the Zhuxian Sword in the prehistoric world was later left in the Zhuxian world, and was acquired by Qing Yunzi and others.

  In his mind, the evolution of heaven and earth, the scene of the birth of all things, there are rivers and seas boiling, mountains collapsing, the earth stretches out, and the buds break through the dust.

  The grass emerges from the soil, like a sword piercing the sky, and the unyielding vitality contained in it is proud of the world, as if once it is swept out, it can cut the sun, moon and stars.

  The mountains stand against the sky, like a heavy sword, against the depths of the sky, facing the time and space calmly.

  The vast rivers and seas turned into long dragons and danced like flying swords, splitting waves.

  …

   Shape your life, go back to the source, and realize the world.

   At this moment, Zhang Ming only felt that his state of mind was growing rapidly, and the life-shaping realm, which had taken countless hours to polish, turned into a smooth path.

  The mysteries of heaven and earth are in front of you.

   "Book from the Sky, is this the meaning of Book from the Sky?"

   Zhang Ming muttered to himself.

   There are a total of five volumes in this celestial book. If you practice separately, you will learn the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, the Great Brahma Prajna and other supernatural powers, but it will be a bit abandoned.

  Only the practitioners of the five volumes, who directly comprehend the origin and profound meaning of it, can glimpse the true freedom of the world.

   If you want to ascend to immortals, this is a must.

   For people like Qing Yunzi, Zhang Xiaofan, etc., starting from the study of exercises and supernatural powers, they have to go back to the origin and trace the origin of the world, and it will undoubtedly take more time.

   is equivalent to taking a big detour.

   This may be the reason why they can't ascend to immortality.

   "Seven days, two days have passed."

   Zhang Ming smiled, "I'm on the second floor of the life-shaping realm now. There are five days left, so I'll walk all the way and see all the plants and trees, the world is natural."

   "When I get to Xiaohanshan Temple, I may be able to reach the late stage or peak of the life-shaping realm."

   On this trip, he finally felt confident. If you are destined to fight, then fight!

  …

   On the third day, Nanling City.

   "Senior brother, didn't you say that you have to leave?"

   Qingquan was a little reluctant, and called at the city gate.

  Zhang Ming boarded the carriage arranged by Guo Liqing, opened the curtain, and said with a smile: "The appointment to visit the door has been made, what is the difference between one day early and one day late."

  Bai Yao bowed and said, "Master, be careful all the way."

  Lu Xueqing led the Qiongyujian faction and said goodbye: "Master, the fishing boat song meeting is just around the corner, and the disciples are leaving for Dongling County. Master is very precious."

   Zhang Ming looked at her and saw the suppressed reluctance in her cold eyes.

   "Yiqing, I'm going to the fishing boat song party. After all, it's inside the county town. If you encounter danger, don't fight, don't resist, and wait for the teacher to come back and seek justice."

   he asked worriedly.

   He could feel that there were more bonds between him and Lu Xueqing. That kind of feeling is like the apprentice has grown up, and after all, he has to go to the world alone.

   She will meet many different people along the way.

   However, Zhang Ming was afraid that she would suffer.

   Don't forget, in addition to discussing the suppression of demons, the Yuzhou Song Club will also discuss together... expel the Daomen!

   Can she stand it alone?

  Lu Xueqing smiled and said with a sword on her back: "Master, Yiqing said that Yuzhouge will have me. As long as the Demon Sect doesn't come, this Dongling County will not be able to make waves."

   "If the Demon Sect dares to come... Hmph, the purple and blue swords of this disciple should turn the world upside down!"

   She is always so stubborn, Zhang Ming clearly said not to fight, not to resist, everything will wait for him to come back.

   But the girl clenched her fists and thought to herself: "Master, I have found the threshold of the life-shaping realm. It's just my way, my certainty..."

   "Only by myself!"

   Zhang Ming opened his mouth to persuade, but closed his mouth again, the way of this world must go by himself after all.

   "Yiqing, cherish."

  Lu Xueqing nodded, turned and left first.

   In the cold wind, the girl's back outlines a unique outline between heaven and earth.

   "Senior brother, don't look, Yiqing has gone far."

  Qingquan reminded him, "If you are worried, do you want Yiyao to accompany her?"

   Zhang Ming shook his head: "No."

   "Senior brother, I have been promoted to the first level last night! In addition to paying attention to safety, don't fall off and practice, lest you be overtaken by me one day!"

   he said in a broken mind.

  Bai Yao took a step forward and said with a smile: "Master, this disciple is also lucky enough to be promoted to the Yang God Realm."

   Qingquan was stunned: "What!?"

   The joy of his promotion was immediately washed away, let alone chasing after the apprentice, even if he chased this apprentice, he didn't know what year and month it would be...

   Zhang Ming praised: "Yes, Yiyao, I'm not in the city, you have to protect Qingquan."

   Qingquan: "..."

  Bai Yao hurriedly nodded, very happy.

  Speaking of which, this promotion was thanks to Lu Xueqing's Thunder Flay, otherwise it would be difficult to break through the bottleneck.

   "Elder Qinghui, this is a piece of information about Xiaohanshan Temple that Sun asked for."

  Sun Fuji took out a booklet from his arms and respectfully walked to the carriage window and handed it over.

   Zhang Ming took it: "I have a heart."

   Guo Liqing smiled from a distance: "Qinghui Daoist, Guo is waiting for your good news in Nanling City!"

  Zhang Ming waved his hand: "Let's go, everyone stay! Don't worry, Pindao said that he is going to seek Buddhist teachings, not fighting and killing, and he will come back after eating fast noodles!"

  The curtain is lowered.

  The groom drove the two vehicles up the official road.

   Zhang Ming held Sun Buer's intelligence booklet, and was not in a hurry to read it, just worried that in this cold winter...

  Peach blossoms, can they live?

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