The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

Originally, Zhao Qiu had cultivated Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the peak of the Supreme Purity Realm.

Today, he obtained a volume of heavenly scriptures from the wordless jade wall.

The previously incomprehensible places suddenly became clear.

Immediately afterwards, he fought against Lei Jie alone.

Although he was slightly injured, he absorbed a very small part of the lightning power from the thunder calamity just now into his body by means of the method he used when he was crossing the tribulation in the main world.

In this way, his Taiji Xuanqing Dao finally broke into the Taiqing Realm.

However, the heavenly scriptures and the Dafan Prajna True Dharma that he has cultivated have not broken into the same realm as the Taiqing Realm.

It will take some time, and it's a little short of heat.

After all, among the three true methods, he has practiced Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao the longest.

Streams of blue air flow were poured into the Dragon Slaying Sword by Zhao Qiu.

One after another green lights shot up into the sky, heading towards the thick thunderbolt.

However, manpower is always difficult to contend with the power of heaven and earth.

Even though at this time Zhao Qiu has cultivated the Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the Taiqing Realm, it is no exception.

That shocking thunderbolt instantly shattered the green aura struck by the Dragon Slaying Sword.

Then, hack down.

Without a trace of fear or hesitation, Zhao Qiu immediately raised the dragon-slaying sword high with his right hand, and his body like an ant soared into the sky.

"Although I am just an ant in front of Heaven, I have to fight with all my strength!"

Wan Jianyi once taught him how to use the Dragon Slaying Sword, that is to move forward without hesitation.

Even if you know that your opponent's strength is far superior to yours, you still have to be fearless.

Therefore, even though he was facing the punishment of heaven at this time, he didn't have a trace of fear in his heart.

Even though, what he was facing was the Heavenly Punisher Li Lei who had never been seen in thousands of years and only existed in legends.

The beam of light arrived in the blink of an eye, before he could reach his body, his face was pale, he opened his mouth to shout in the loud noise and strong wind, but no sound came out at all, and he was drowned in the majestic power of the day.

But seeing that he was shrouded by the supernatural power of heaven and earth, bleeding from all seven orifices on his face, his face was grim and desperate.

"Crack!"

The dragon-slaying sword in his hand finally shattered under the tremendous energy of the thunder calamity.

Now that the sword is destroyed, Zhao Qiu has no choice but to use the three true methods to resist the thunder calamity.

"boom!"

The residual energy of this thunderbolt finally hit him.

His body was immediately shattered, blood was flowing, and he fell straight to the ground.

"No! I can't die!"

Even his yin and yang gods seemed to have been severely injured.

However, with the remaining sliver of will, he activated the Heavenly Book, Taiji Xuanqingdao and Dafan Prajna.

Finally, he passed out.

"Amitabha!"

A sound of the Buddha's name came, and a golden figure rushed towards him. He took off his cassock and finally caught him.

The person who caught his body was Master Puhong.

In the sky, the huge beam of light slowly dissipated, the low black clouds seemed to have been vented, the strong wind gradually subsided, and the thunder gradually stopped.

Afterwards, the sky and the earth seemed to restore calm all of a sudden, the black clouds gradually dispersed, and the peaceful sky gradually brightened.

The punishment of heaven is finally over.

"He's still alive!" Master Puhong said happily.

"impossible?"

The skinny old monk not far away said in astonishment, shaking his head, as if he still didn't believe it.

With such a catastrophe of thunder and the power of heaven and earth, how could anyone survive?

How can man avoid the punishment of heaven.

Afterwards, the old monk ran over with the rest of the monks.

"It seems that there is still a breath left!"

"How did he do that?"

All the monks were puzzled.

However, Zhao Qiu at the side fell into a deep sleep.

Master Puhong proclaimed the Buddha's name and said: "This temple owes him a debt of blood, he must be taken care of, and he cannot be allowed to die..."

"Yes!"

……

This sleep seemed to be another distant sleep.

It seems that there are many people walking around, very busy, and there are people talking around, their voices are loud and quiet, it seems that sometimes, there are people arguing.But most of the time, it's quiet.

It seemed that he hadn't had such a rest for many, many years.

Reincarnate in multiple worlds, compete with others, and conspire against others.In the main world, thinking about gaining a foothold.

Also, the person he misses, he hasn't seen her for a long, long time...

I don't know if the time over there is really fixed by the Martial Arts Order. He is not sure if she is still there when he goes back...

……

Zhao Qiu fell asleep for an unknown amount of time in the ordinary silence, and felt something vaguely, but he did not wake up after all.

But his scorched and broken body recovered bit by bit.

These days, Master Puhong and other monks from Tianyin Temple formed an array in front of him, chanting Buddhist scriptures non-stop.

Wisps of golden light washed Zhao Qiu's body from time to time.

His wounds are gradually healing.

His scorched skin gradually turned white.