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

   Chapter 138 An epiphany, breaking five realms in a row

   White Sugar was stunned.

   She looked at the elegant and beautiful young man beside her, and for some reason, she suddenly felt that he was different.

   "Little Master... Thank you."

   White Sugar lowered his head and said.

  Sikong smiled at the salute and said, "Don't say thank you, you are right, since you have joined the Qiongyu Sword Sect, this is my home. You... are also my family, and I can't ignore you either."

   said, he sat down with his knees crossed.

   "White sugar, take care of my body."

   An illusory figure appeared on his body, flying out like a primordial spirit.

   Sword twenty-three!

   Although Bai Shatang didn't understand what exercises he used, he could guess that his body was extremely weak at this moment.

   Therefore, she clenched her sword sharply and stood in front of her.

   Uncle De also came to the side.

  I saw the phantom of the primordial soul transformed by Sikong Jianli, like a galloping lightning bolt, at a speed almost invisible to the human eye, piercing through each monster in an instant.

  These monsters trembled, as if they were pierced by sword intent, and fell to the ground in unison.

   Zhou Yimo, who was fighting with Cheng Xiaocheng in the air, observed the changes in the sword platform, his eyes froze, and he exclaimed in amazement, "Yangshen Realm Sword Art!"

   Xuanci and others on the Bodhi Cliff also frowned slightly.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, this person is your support."

  Xuanci looked towards the opposite side, "The swordsmanship in the Yangshen Realm is indeed no trivial matter, but his cultivation is too low. Even if he can kill the monsters for a while, how long can he last?"

  Xuan Ji said coldly from the side: "The primordial spirit has not yet been achieved, and forcing the sword is just a self-destruction."

  The disciples of the aristocratic family did not know why, so they looked at the abbot Xuanci and the Qing Hui who was sitting in meditation.

  I saw the blue-robed Taoist look calm and unmoved.

   "Master Abbot, it is not this person that Pindao relies on, but the general trend of the world."

He raised his eyes to look at the sky, and said if he had something to say, "You can take advantage of the great Jin Dynasty's trend of worshipping Buddhism and suppressing Taoism to suppress my spiritual view, and now the poor Taoist will take advantage of this trend to oppress you. This is Cause and effect, also bear the burden!"

   As soon as these words came out, Xuanci couldn't help showing a solemn expression.

   What the Taoist priest Qing Hui said, they couldn't understand.

   Little did he know that Zhang Ming had already thought through the matter of Lu Xueqing just now.

  According to the reminder at check-in, she is the daughter of the plane, and she has a combination of heaven and luck, and it is impossible to be killed at will.

   And Zhan Hong is also the son of the plane, how could he die in the attack of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect.

   This kind of person is destined to meet the strong and become strong, after suffering and dying, and finally soaring into the sky!

  This...is the general trend of heaven!

   Now this Xuanci is wise and wants to use the life and death of Qingquan, Lu Xueqing and Zhanhong with himself as the content of the gamble, which is to fight against this heavenly way.

  Under the general trend, Xiaohanshan Temple may turn the sky over?

   Therefore, the principle of this gate, as I said before, is not limited to people, but also the earth and the sky.

   The three of them are the burden of heaven!

  Unfortunately, Xuanci and others couldn't understand it at all, so they could only continue to look at Qiongyu Mountain with doubts in their eyes.

   I saw Zhou Yimo slammed Cheng Xiaocheng back with a palm, and then suddenly rushed to the position of Zhuxianjiantai.

   Sikong Jianli's soul sensed it, and immediately turned into a sword and stabbed straight at it.

   "Haha! Even with a small skill of carving insects, I dare to make an axe!"

   Zhou Yimo's body swayed, and a dark shadow of the mountains appeared on his body, which rumbled and rolled over.

boom-

  The blade of the sword pierced the mountain and broke into countless segments.

   At the same time, Sikong Jianli, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, spit out a big mouthful of blood.

   He opened his eyes, looked up at Zhou Yimo very weakly, and said disappointedly: "White sugar, I... can't protect you."

   Uncle De asked worriedly: "Master, how are you?"

   Bai Xia Tang held his sword tightly, stood in front of him, and said resolutely: "Sikong, I will protect you now. Unless I die...otherwise, no one can hurt you!"

   She originally only said this to Zhan Hong.

   Now, there is one more.

   Sikong couldn't help but let out a bright smile on his pale face.

   "Uncle De, take her to break through."

   Liu Sande was shocked, shook his head and said, "Young master, I have received the master's order to keep you safe! Since you are not afraid of death, what should I be afraid of as an old man?"

   said, he stood beside White Sugar and looked into the air together.

   Zhou Yi Mosen glanced at a few people coldly, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that none of the Qiongyu Sword Sect would be afraid of death!"

   He pulled his hands, and the dark profound water appeared in the palm of his hand.

   This blow has the strength of life-shaping realm. If it is attacked, White Sugar and Uncle De can't resist it at all.

   However, the two were not afraid.

   At this time, there is only war!

   At this moment of life and death, the third elder Cheng Xiaocheng suddenly flew out from behind.

   "Zhou Yimo! Hugh hurt my apprentice!"

   She gave a sharp cry, stuck out her crutches, and forced it to turn into a flying sword, piercing the back of Zhou Yimo's head.

   "Huh, it's really stubborn!"

   Zhou Yimo snorted coldly, twisted his body, and hit the crutches with Hei Xuan heavy water.

   "Old guy, give up your resistance!"

   He stepped forward in the sky, and the black mountains that emerged from his body suddenly condensed little by little, manifesting into a human-shaped phantom.

  Cheng Xiaocheng's face changed: "This is... the secret method of the Yangshen realm!"

   Zhou Yimo used a secret attack technique similar to Jian Twenty-three.

   She couldn't help recalling her crutches and placed layers of true essence barriers in front of her.

   However, in the next second, the black figure flashed like a ghost, passing directly through the barrier of True Essence.

   On that faceless face, a pair of dark eyes suddenly opened.

  Cheng Xiaocheng hurriedly swung his cane into a sword curtain.

   However, the black figure suddenly approached and punched her body.

   The surface of her body was not damaged, but her body was boiling like a burning mountain and a sea, and her spirit was burning rapidly.

   "Pfft."

   She couldn't hold it any longer, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down with a cane.

   Zhou Yimo has no use for hiding, but now he makes a move, and in an instant, Cheng Xiaocheng is hit hard.

   However, instead of chasing after him, he turned around and aimed at the four people in the Sword Stage.

   "Cheng Xiaocheng! Since you insisted on protecting your apprentices, now Zhou is killing them in front of you!"

   said, he took a step forward, with black profound water on his body, jumping out like a wandering dragon.

  Cheng Xiaocheng, who fell into the group of monsters, tried his best to use his crutches to force the surrounding monsters back, showing despair on his face.

   "Zhou Yimo! You... how dare you!"

  However, she could only scream helplessly, her body seemed to be burned by fire, and she couldn't help any more.

   "The devil, I killed you!"

  White sugar clenched his teeth and drove his long sword to fly out.

  Uncle De also condensed one after another of true essence, followed by the long sword and attacked the opponent.

   However, Zhou Yimo just waved his hand lightly, and Feijian and Zhenyuan were smashed into pieces by Hei Xuan heavy water.

   "The cockroach shakes the tree, beyond its own power!"

   Zhou Yimo chuckled lightly, and immediately poked out the black and profound heavy water like a dragon, sweeping the two out.

   Bai Shatang and Uncle De were severely injured by the shock in an instant, and fell on both sides of the Zhuxian Sword Platform.

  Sikong Jianli summoned his strength and shouted: "Red Fire Demon Sect, Elder Qing Hui will not let you go!"

   Zhou Yimo laughed: "You said Qing Hui? You don't know that he went to Xiaohanshan Temple, right? It's arrogant to try to challenge one of the three sects and seventeen sects by one person! Do you think he can come back alive?"

   As soon as these words came out, Sikong Jianli, Bai Shatang, and others all turned pale.

   "What did you say? Elder Qing Hui..."

   "He went to Xiaohanshan Temple alone!"

   They couldn't believe it.

However, in the next second, Sikong shook his head when he saw the ceremony and said with a smile, "What if it is Xiaohanshan Temple? Since Elder Qinghui dares to challenge with one person's strength, he will definitely be able to return with a great victory! At that time, you Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, Not one can escape!"

   Zhou Yimo's eyes sank slightly, and he couldn't help thinking of the terrifying Taoist he had met earlier.

   Whether intentional or unintentional, the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect has already made too many troubles in this person's hands.

   Zhou Yimo waved the imperial envoy Heixuan Chongshui, and hummed, "Whether he can come back, you won't be able to see it!"

   said, the black dragon rushed towards Sikong Jianli.

  Cheng Xiaocheng, who was trapped in the group of monsters, could only scream anxiously: "Don't!"

   The monsters took advantage of the opportunity to attack, causing her to vomit blood, and she saw the moment of death.

  Qiongyu Sword Sect is about to be destroyed.

   However, no one noticed that when Sikong Jianli mentioned the word "Qinghui", the sloppy young man sitting quietly behind him twitched his eyebrows, as if he was about to wake up.

   Hei Xuan heavy water rushed down like a beast.

  Si Kong couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw the ceremony, the actual gap was too big, at this time, it was only death.

   "Damn, I'm... too weak!"

   However, at this critical moment, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

   At the same time, a sword intent shot up into the sky!

boom-

   The dragon that Hei Xuan heavy water turned into was hit by the sword intent at once, and its head split into millions of water droplets.

   Zhou Yimo's face sank: "Who?!"

  Sikong opened his eyes upon opening his eyes and looked back subconsciously, only to see the unshaven young man showing a faint smile.

   "Thank you for protecting the way for me."

   As he spoke, the breath of his body rose steadily.

   Tempering the body, nourishing the qi, condensing the essence, reuniting, shaping the life...

   Until the peak of the life-shaping realm, the breath stopped steadily.

   Then, the sloppy young man shook his head regretfully, then waved his sleeves outward.

   Suddenly, a sword light flew out like a long river, and in an instant one turned into two, two into four, four into eight, eight into sixteen...

   In the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with sword light.

  Sign in to Sword Art - Wanjian Jue!

  Only the sword light swept across the heaven and the earth, and it was invincible.

  Cheng Xiaocheng, who was seriously injured and dying, saw the monsters that had bitten in front of him, and was instantly penetrated by sword energy.

   Then, they were shocked and fell to the ground.

   At the same time, there was also a disciple named Qiongyu Sword Sect on Yijianping, all stunned in place.

   They watched as the monster beasts were torn to shreds in the sword energy like light and rain.

"This is…"

   "Look! It's Senior Brother Zhanhong!"

   "Really... Senior Brother Zhanhong saved us! Qiongyu... Qiongyu Sword Sect is saved!"

   The disciples shouted excitedly.

   One of the disciples with slender cheeks was Yuan Tianshu who had ridiculed Zhanhong. At this time, his face was covered in blood, and his eyes were full of shock and shame.

   If this sword energy hadn't swept over just now, he would have been bitten off his neck by that monster.

   And now the one who saved him... turned out to be...

  Cheng Xiaocheng also tried his best to look up.

  I saw the young man in ragged clothes and full of beards, looking at the world calmly.

   Zhou Yimo's eyes were frightened and he asked, "You... Who are you!?"

   He has been in charge of the Quetang for many years, and he already knows all the powerhouses of the Qiongyu Sword Sect like the back of his hand, but there is no such person in the list of the life-shaping realm!

   Isn't it not a life-shaping realm, but...

   He looked again and again, and suddenly felt that this person's appearance was somewhat familiar.

At this moment, the sloppy young man rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Who am I? Yes, my name is Zhan Hong, I am an abandoned disciple of the Qiongyu Sword Sect. The name is not worth mentioning."

   Zhou Yimo's eyes narrowed: "Lingshu Guan! Daoist Sweeping!"

   He was a little surprised.

   The other party actually came from Lingshu View! The breath of this person is already at the peak of the life-shaping realm, and with his current strength, it is simply not enough to compete with it.

   At this time, the disciples of the Qiongyu Sword Sect also surrounded the Zhuxian Sword Stage one by one.

   Most of the monsters died.

  The disciples of the Snake Hall, who were standing on the sidelines, couldn't sit still any longer, and tightened the encirclement towards the Zhuxianjiantai.

   However, they were also a little frightened, for fear that the sloppy young man in the middle would swing another sword.

  …

  Xiaohanshan Temple, on the Bodhi Cliff.

Abbot Xuanci was well-informed and looked carefully at the young man in the face, and couldn't help sighing: "Amitabha is actually an enlightened Taoist that is rarely seen in a thousand years. Once he had an epiphany, he went straight to shaping his life! Lingshu Guan is really talented! "

   When the disciples of the noble family heard this, they couldn't help looking at each other.

   The enlightened one?

   Once you have an epiphany, you can shape your life straight into Jin Jin?

  What is this, they never heard of it.

After a while, only one person patted his head suddenly and said: "Brothers, I have seen it in an ancient book. It is said that there is a kind of practitioner in this world. They don't practice arts, they don't practice the law, but they directly participate in the study of the Dao! "

   "Just like in the Buddhist school, there is a story of sitting quietly under the Bodhi tree for forty-nine days, having a clear mind and seeing nature, and becoming enlightened.

   "There are also Daomen who realize Dao overnight and ascend during the day!"

   As he recalled, he spoke.

   When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel astonished, there is such a thing in this world? !

   Zhang Ming, who was under the Bodhi tree, couldn't help but smile.

   "Qing Hui Daoist!"

   "I want to imitate the patriarch of Lingshuguan, chanting Taoist scriptures, comprehending the way of swordsmanship, and taking this path of enlightenment and enlightenment."

   "Since you said that there is a road ahead, no matter how difficult it is, some people have walked down..."

   "Then why can't I try it?"

  “…”

   Zhanhong's words are still in his ears.

   If you seek the Tao, seek the Tao.

   He trekked all the way, walked all the way from Lingshu Guan, measured the heaven and earth with his feet, and realized the way of nature.

   Then I came to Qiongyu Mountain, watched the Zhuxian Sword Terrace, sat for five days, and glimpsed the sword meanings of Zhuxian and Slaughter.

   Now, he finally realized the Dao in the light and dark.

   These seem ordinary, but only those who have actually walked this road will understand how difficult it is.

   In the past, there was the Patriarch Lingshu Guan, who recited the scriptures for thirty years, had an epiphany, and broke through seven realms with the body of a mortal.

   Today, there is a sloppy young man named Zhanhong, who is rehabilitated and devoted to seeking the Tao. When the Qiongyu Sword Sect is destroyed, he has broken through the five realms and reached the peak of the life-shaping realm, turning the tide.

  Although it is not as good as the predecessors, it is far better than the arrogance of the world!

  Zhang Ming looked at Abbot Xuanci and said with a smile: "Master Abbot, this Zhanhong just has nowhere to go. He is temporarily hanging in my Lingshu Temple to be a Taoist."

   "He's not even a person of my spirit."

   "It's just that the life and death of this person cannot be influenced or manipulated by your cause and effect!"

   "Master, do you still want to bet?"

   (end of this chapter)