I couldn't help but admire Huang Chenglai. When he first entered the world, he had no fame, no strength, no background, and a typical person without three no one. It is logical that such a person is difficult to stand out in the world. Even if he obtained the Heavenly Book by chance and was guilty of possessing a treasure, with his slight martial arts, he might be chased by the sects that covet Heavenly Book in the world.

Unexpectedly, Huang Cheng was so smart that he used the Heavenly Book as a medium to pass on the martial arts in the Heavenly Book to some originally inconspicuous people in the martial arts world, which greatly increased their martial arts, became vested interests of the Heavenly Book, and made a vested vested guarding the Heavenly Book.

In this way, the scarce resource of Tian Shu was optimized and a large number of new martial arts masters were gathered, and a large number of new martial arts masters were also used to overcome the qualities, gathering considerable wealth.

Today, Huang Cheng, a sword in the Central Plains, is no longer the ignorant boy at the time, but a new martial arts master who has a large amount of resources. An ordinary third-rate sect is no match for them at all.

The more I went up, the more confused I felt. There were not many steps, but I felt that I could never reach the end. I didn’t see those who had entered before, and I could vaguely hear someone talking.

Facial paralysis monster, come and see and catch a little dog in the Tang Sect. Do you think we will steam or brais the next night?

Two ancestors, please don’t kill me.

You kid is a little ambitious, what's wrong with learning? He tends to learn from others wearing leather pants. Why? I want to make it to the headlines today. I'll call you leather pants Tang in the future. By the way, if you wear this thing, if you fart, where will the fart come from?

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Isn’t Sanguan not following me, right? I’m talking about Xue Yuer.

Liu Qingfeng said, no, he brags about the full score in the logic test that year, but such a simple and non-logical question cannot be calculated?

I shouted at them when I heard this, but they never responded and were still talking. The prohibition in this mountain cut off the connection between various walks of life? Then why can I hear their voices?

I raised my true energy and ran towards the top of the mountain, but never saw the end. This feeling was like entering that dark area for the first time. The paradox of absolute distance and absolute position has always troubled me.

I calmed down and sat cross-legged in the smoke, releasing the true energy of the four lakes and sensing the changes in the true energy of the surrounding heaven and earth. I was suddenly shocked.

There is a true essence flow between the world and everything in the world, either thin or rich, but in Laojun Mountain, there is no trace of true essence fluctuation around it.

Then, there is only one possibility. I am not in Laojun Mountain, but within the spatial rules of Taoist Guigu. Only in this way can I break away from the laws of physics, fold the space layer by layer, and have endless distances.

After understanding this law, I calmed down and sat in meditation, like in a dark area, releasing all my true energy, and fully realizing the rules of every square inch and every corner in the space.

I am still moving in the green mountains, and the green mountains are walking around me.

A voice came from the void. You could see through the restrictions I set and understand my space laws. You should not be a fool.

I looked up, but I saw no one. Taoist Master Guigu?

Whether it is the Master Guigu or the Wugu Temple, it is just a false reputation. Donor Huang borrowed me to set up the gate of life and death in Baoshan. I have gained my own selfishness and learned one more door, which is the gate you entered.

I thought I had won the Easter egg, so I asked: Are you going to satisfy my three wishes next? Wait, are you the non-fried healthier teacher yesterday?

Taoist Master Guigu was happy, but this Taoist Master studied the heavens and man, understood yin and yang, understood the Eight Trigrams, and knew five hundred years from above to five hundred years, and could give you a divination.

I said I would be spared if I tell fortunes. If you really want to help me, you might as well send me out.

Guigudao, you originally borrowed the God of Shocking

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) There is a great opportunity to transform the meridians, but then I walked through the side door and entered the pseudo-tongxiang realm. The realm is trapped here. Don’t you want to go further?

This sentence held me, and my martial arts skills have increased greatly in the past two years and I have become a little fluttering.

On that day, the three common people said this to me, and I thought he was stimulating me, but since I entered the second level, it was difficult to further the state. I thought it was a natural thing, but although I was diligent in practicing, I had never shown any signs of breakthrough.

However, Liu Qingfeng, after obtaining Zhao Fuyi's swordsmanship, his martial arts skills increased greatly, and there were signs of breaking through the first level. Therefore, this time he came to Laojun Mountain, he also wanted to borrow the heavenly books and make progress in the martial arts path.

I put my mind away and asked, please give me advice!

Guigu said that martial arts are above the Tongxiang, and beyond the three realms, what you practice is Tao. Taking learning swords as an example, swords are swords, and Taos are Taos. Sword skills can be practiced to the extreme, but Taos are endless.

Zhao Fuyi's sword is a worldly sword, but Tao is the way to be born. Emperor Wuming's sword is a heartless sword, and Tao is also the way to be ruthless.

Taking the donor of Qin as an example, the ten thousand swords and rivers you learned are the best sword technique in the world. If you practice it to the extreme, you can even know the mysterious realm and cut through the image. The problem is that the sword technique can be tempered, but the Tao technique must be understood by yourself. What you learned is the Taoist mental method and the Buddhist martial arts, but there is no corresponding Tao technique.

I was shocked to hear it. Putting aside the martial arts of the Taishan School, the Dugu Nine Swords, the half-inch rivers and mountains, the ten thousand swords, the Great Sun Tathagata's seal, the great thief arts, the martial arts I learned are all the best martial arts in the world, and they can be integrated and are always proud of them. But first the three vulgarities, and then the Guigu, were criticized as being inconsistent. Moreover, I used the Spirit-Devouring Pearl to obtain the false first-level realm. I really had no chance of being with the first-level?

Guigu said, I have a way, I wonder if you would like to give it a try?

I would like to hear the details.

Taoist Master Guigu stepped in front of me. He was the person I saw in Wujin County yesterday. He was wearing a Taoist robe today. He waved his hand and the green mountains and green waters dissipated.

The entire Central Plains is under us, with smoke rolling everywhere, land in China sinking, and under the iron cavalry of alien races, living beings are in vain and people live in miserable life.

I saw several cavalrymen, who grabbed two girls, threw them into a big pot, boiled and shared food.

I saw a group of villagers hanging from trees and being arched by a team of soldiers for fun.

I saw the Ming army retreating and being forced to enter the Yellow River, which was cut off from flowing.

Sequels of human tragedy were presented to me. Although I knew it was an illusion, I still shuddered. I couldn't stand it and shouted, "It's enough."

The illusion is gone.

Guigudao, if you kill one person and save the people of the world, would you do it?

I said yes.

Guigu asked again, what if the person you killed is your closest relative and beloved? Your lover? Your brother, or your master?

I hesitated.

I know that this is him testing me. On the moral side, as long as it has nothing to do with me, people can easily make their own choices. But once they get involved, how can they only consider the problem with morality?

Guigu sighed and said, "The donor is a person with affection and righteousness, this problem is too difficult for you. You still have to understand your own way, but your sword can go further!"

I bowed my hand and asked for a sword at Guigu.

Guigudao, Wanjianheshan is a peerless sword technique created by Lu Chunyang. There are twelve styles. If ordinary people do not have great perseverance, they will be the limit to the eleven styles. The twelfth style of Ten Thousand Swords is the most powerful sword move in the world. Since you have learned this sword technique, I will teach you the twelfth style method.

Guigu continued: Five thousand miles north of the Central Plains, there is an extremely cold place called the North Pole Cave. You can swing your sword ten thousand times here.

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Five thousand miles south of the Central Plains, there is an extremely hot place called Chiji Mountain. You swing your sword tens of thousands of times here;

Five thousand miles east of the Central Plains, there is an extremely wet land called Penglai Spring. You swing your sword here ten thousand times.

In this way, three hundred thousand swords are completed, one can understand the method of returning to one another.

I was amazed in my heart, and I had to practice for ten years, even if I didn’t eat, drink, sleep, and never sleep?

Guigu said with a smile, so I said that if a person without great perseverance could not learn this sword technique. At that time, Master Chunyang had practiced swords in the mountains for ten years before he achieved great success.

I really began to envy Liu Qingfeng. He practiced martial arts while drinking and sleeping, but I was so hard that I had to practice 30 million swords to achieve great success in the sword art. Master Guigu was not joking with me, right?

Is there a quick way?

Guigu said of course there is!

Let's hear it.

Don't practice.

Taoist priest, I still have a question.

Guigu said impatiently, "Hurry, I still have classes in the afternoon, so I will charge tuition fees."

I asked, how powerful are the great masters outside the three realms?

Guigu rolled his eyes, as if he thought this question was too stupid, and said lightly, let me give you two examples. Two hundred years ago, Lu Chunyang killed hundreds of Tongxiang masters with one sword; twenty years ago, Demon Lord Ji Han made a bet with people and killed more than 30 first-class masters in one go. However, in the world, Tongxiang masters will understand the way of heaven, and killing them will go against the harmony of heaven. If there is no big deal, very few people will do this.

I asked Taoist Master, how many first-class masters can you kill?

Guigu said I don’t know how to do martial arts, but no one can kill me.

I said it was right. Laojun Mountain was like a turtle formation. Whoever came in would be trapped inside.

Taoist Master Guigu knocked my head and said coldly, get out.

He is also known as the best master in the world. He is so stingy that he can't even make a joke. The illusion is gone, and the Taoist Master Guigu is not here, and the green mountains are all in sight. I am standing on the Guanyuntai of Laojun Mountain.

Looking up, Laojun Temple was not far away. He climbed up the stairs and came to the top of the mountain. Under the gate of Laojun Temple, there was a young man sitting cross-legged on the mahjong ball, which was Huang Cheng, apart from Kaifeng.

At this moment, he looked introverted and had no internal force fluctuations. He was hugged by a peach wood sword, like an old monk entering into meditation.

Huang Cheng! I shouted. Huang Cheng didn't move at all. I walked over and said loudly, Huang Cheng!

Well, Huang Cheng was shocked, his saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, and he lay down crookedly, snoring like thunder.

A sword in the Central Plains!

Huang Cheng suddenly woke up and jumped up. Who was calling me? When he saw me, he said in surprise, "Hiss Qin!" After that, he wiped his saliva with his sleeve and reached out to give me a bear hug.

I said, you guys, you're OK. You haven't seen each other for only a year and you've become the world-famous Central Plains Sword.

Huang Cheng scratched his head and said shyly, "I'm just a random seal, and a few friends followed him and shouted. Brother Qin is here, I'll do something at noon, so we won't be drunk and we won't be able to return."

I said you are doing a striking battle. It is rumored that if you can pass the five levels, you will borrow the heavenly book and read it.

Huang Cheng's face changed slightly, his face showed caution, and said, "I said I would not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble. Could it be that the hero Qin also coveted the four volumes of the Heavenly Book?"

I was shocked and said in surprise, why do you think so?

Huang Cheng's face calmed down a little. Come on, let's go and have a drink.

Although I was still polite, I felt a slight gap between me and him. Huang Cheng, who had obtained the Book of Heaven, had experienced something, but he had lost his childishness when he was in Jiangnan, his heroic spirit when he was in Kaifeng, and his feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!