There are many possibilities in the future, and perhaps the difference between Heavenly Court and Jiuyou will develop in a single thought. However, Han Guang, a giant magician from the left path who turned his hands into clouds and rain, actually became the appointed next head of Xuantian Sect and the mainstay of the righteous path. , still made Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei, who were familiar with his style and methods, feel disillusioned, as if they were in a dream.
The best experience is in Phoenix
There is no good or disgusting body, there are good and evil actions, knowing good and knowing evil is conscience, doing good and eliminating evil is observing things. Perhaps it is just as the heart of the heart said, there are neither born saints nor bad ones who are born with sores on the top of the head and soles of the feet. The evil demon that oozes pus, the fate of the day after tomorrow affects a person's good and evil to a great extent, but in this way, what is the nature? Meng Qi thought about it, and thought about it. Maybe the soul after reincarnation itself has attributes. It has the innate nature that remains from the time it was born between heaven and earth.
Jiang Zhiwei is also thinking about this profound question, but in the past and present, who can think clearly at once? Without corresponding opportunities and deep accumulation, how can there be an epiphany
Therefore, she kept the question in her mind, pursed her lips and said with a smile: I really want to meet the magician who is the mainstay of the righteous path, a magician who is open-minded and compassionate.
Meng Qi thought for a while and said: The magician looks like a Taoist master every day. He is calm and unrestrained, talks and laughs freely, and rarely has emotions on his face. If you don't know in advance, just seeing him, it is difficult to regard him as an evil heretic. , Therefore, one can imagine the appearance of Xuantian Zongxuhe.
Having said this, Meng Qi watched the little Jiang Zhiwei drag the long sword that was taller than him to the corner and put it away as if it belonged to him. Then he picked up the small wooden sword and, under the guidance of his senior brothers and sisters, modeled it. He practiced the basic swordsmanship in a good manner, his eyes gradually brightened, and he felt a sense of joy all over his body. He no longer felt the grievances he felt before.
Nothing made her happier than learning to sword.
Jiang Zhiwei looked at her former self with soft eyes, her expression was quiet and peaceful, and she was enjoying the purity of learning the sword in the first place, a purity that she has never forgotten.
While watching with a smile. While listening to the disciple talking endlessly about the current situation, Meng Qi secretly speculated on the difference between the fragments of the universe light and the real world: Legend has it that there is only one in all worlds, even if the fragments of the universe light are separated, they will never be separated again. There is one more legend. Many things can be inferred from this. For example, Senior Su with legendary characteristics will no longer be born from this piece of Zhouguang. Peerless divine weapons and legendary things will only leave legends and no physical objects left, just like Tianzhu Ax Ming. Sea sword. These two points have been confirmed and can initially confirm our ideas.
If we think about it this way, Mr. Lu Da will not exist, and Senior Chonghe's true spirit has been returned to the list of gods, so he will not exist either. Jiang Zhiwei followed.
Meng Qi nodded lightly, interrupted the disciple's story, and said with a smile: "I wonder if you have heard of Chunyang Zongchong and Taoist, and Mr. Lu Da of Thrushcross Villa"
The disciple was stunned: Of course he had heard that during the catastrophe forty years ago, Taoist Chonghe, who was second on the heavenly list, fought to the death with Hatuktu, the living Buddha who was number one on the heavenly list. He was attacked by the monster clan Kui Niu Demon King and sat down in Liangjie Mountain. Hatuktu and Kui Niu Demon King were seriously injured by him before his death. The former has not fully recovered from his injuries, and his ranking in the sky list has slipped to third place. Kui Niu Demon King It has not appeared again in forty years.
That catastrophe brought about continuous turmoil, and it was not that far ago. Many things have not been lost. Storytellers often tell them, so even ordinary disciples know the general outline.
Senior Chonghe died forty years ago, and Meng Qi became confused. Senior Chonghe did not disappear directly, like Su Wuming, but died forty years ago.
Jiang Zhiwei will chew on the name Hutuktu: This is the living Buddha who traveled across the Western Regions and grasslands in the past, the master of the wheel-turning living Buddha of secret Buddhism. He obtained a magical weapon from the Buddhist Tantric Sect, attained the body of the Third Ming King, and almost developed Esoteric Buddhism into a top force. He did have a deadly battle with Senior Chonghe, but that time coincided with Mr. Lu Da's attainment of Gengjin Immortality. Body, together with Abbot Kongwen. Withstood the sneak attack of the demon clan, but for some reason Daman did not intervene, so both sides suffered losses.
Then Hatuktu, who was seriously injured and still not recovering, was killed by the newly emerged Dharmakaya Gurdo, which made him famous, and the Buddhist Tantric magic weapon disappeared.
Gurdo did not appear in this world due to the Heavenly Punishment Axe, so Hatuktu has not yet fallen. Meng Qi suddenly said.
The disciple of Xijiang Pavilion continued: Mr. Lu Da of Huamei Villa has accumulated a lot of experience. He was unknown at first, but later he became more and more dazzling. He was highly praised by Taoist Chonghe and Abbot Kongwen, who believed that he could catch up from behind and attain the Dharmakaya in front of the Cui brothers. , it is a pity that the catastrophe forty years ago forced him to break through in advance and disappeared under the thunder.
It has been another forty years since Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei communicated with each other at the same time. At this point in time, too many changes have occurred, making this world different from the real world.
Could this be the point where the fragments of the universe split apart? The characters that existed before still exist, but those who have a deep relationship with the legend will soon die, and those who are involved in the legend will not be born at all. Meng Qi made a bold guess.
Jiang Zhiwei nodded and further speculated: Maybe those who had become reincarnators at that time forty years ago would also die one after another.
Because the Six Paths exceed the legend
This can all confirm that after Meng Qi transmitted the news, he asked again: Taoist Xu He also entered Xuantian Sect forty years ago.
Yes, how did you know that the Xijiang Pavilion disciple was stunned? You didn’t say anything.
As expected, Meng Qi smiled and said, "Because it feels like a lot of things happened forty years ago. Well, what's going on at Thrushcross Grange now? Is Ice Fairy Ye Yuqi still there?"
After the death of Mr. Lu Da, the Ye sisters also died one after another. Now Thrushcross Grange is quite good, with the support of the master, it is better than the previous ones and better than the poor ones. The Xijiang Pavilion disciple answered honestly, not doubting at all that the person who knew everything just now actually knew about the not-so-famous Thrushcross Villa.
Forty years ago was indeed the turning point. When he heard from Jiang Zhiwei, Meng Qi suddenly frowned, but you just felt that the new me had appeared. The little guy was obviously six or seven years old.
The corners of Jiang Zhiwei's eyes twitched, not knowing whether to cry or laugh: "Don't call me little guy."
It's a bit shameful.
She paused and said: I don’t know where this piece of cosmic light is hidden. If there is no subtle induction, I am afraid it cannot be found. Maybe it is in a place where the long river of time flows faster, and a long time has passed when the induction is transmitted to the real world.
This possibility cannot be ruled out. Meng Qi couldn't think of this explanation for a moment.
At this time, Jiang Zhiwei suddenly remembered something: Since it is said that things cannot be separated, what about the inheritance of the true meaning of my sect’s Zhan Dao Jian Me and the true meaning of the Taishang Sword Sutra
Zhan Dao saw that I am one of the Seven Swords of Jie Tian, and I am the true inheritance, which undoubtedly exceeds the legend. Although the Taishang Sword Sutra was understood and separated a little by later generations from Zhan Dao Jianmei, and none of the masters of the Xijian Pavilion have relied on it to practice to the legendary realm, its evaluation among the Six Paths is peerless, even if the good deeds are not high. It also shows that there is hope for the legend, indicating that there is nothing wrong with the technique that was originally understood, but the practitioner is limited by heaven and earth and cannot reach the limit. In other words. Its true meaning inheritance is also legendary, and unless it is remade by someone who is proficient in this technique, it will not be actively split.
That should be the case, maybe this Xijian Pavilion no longer has Zhan Dao Jianmei, and only the hand-copied secrets of Taishang Sword Sutra are left. Meng Qi suspected that this was most likely the case.
Jiang Zhiwei listened to the chatter of her fellow disciples, looked up at the familiar scenery, and sighed: No wonder the fragments of Zhouguang rarely surpass themselves, and will only gradually become mediocre.
These uncles and uncles are all so fresh and friendly, and the sect is almost different from what I remember, if they really have no true inheritance. It's really frustrating.
In particular, there are many elders who Jiang Zhiwei respects but have passed away. Now seeing them coming and going, it's like they have been resurrected and want to do something to make up for their feelings.
It's better to perfect their skills and do some good deeds without leaving any name. Meng Qi suggested with a smile, looked at his chest, touched his belly and cursed, please call me Red Scarf
Jiang Zhiwei frowned and said: "I can't create the true meaning inheritance of Dharmakaya at present, but it involves the sect's precepts, so I'm afraid I can't pass it on privately." Moreover, it is best not to let the real world sect family know about the things here. Facing the exact same person, few people can remain calm, and 90% of them will be confused. Create inner demons.
Meng Qi was confident and said: Let's show it. On the basis of the same exercise, there will always be some understanding. As for whether they have more or less enlightenment, it depends on themselves.
Jiang Zhiwei felt decisive, and after a moment of thought, she nodded in agreement: But first, she had to confirm that there was really no complete inheritance.
Meng Qi smiled slightly: Don't worry. give it to me.
You have a way, Jiang Zhiwei said in a relaxed mood.
Of course, I am the Yuanshi Demon. Meng Qi joked, turned around and walked towards the mountain, walking forward with his hands behind his hands, waiting for the master who was qualified to know the secrets of the sect to appear.
The two walked for a while, and more than ten thousand miles of dead wood fell in front of them. It seemed that without Su Wuming's comparison, he had not lost his confidence and was now a grandmaster.
Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other, stepped forward, cupped their hands and said: "But Senior Deadwood Ronghuayu."
Exactly, I don't know if you are Yu Wanli, so I responded with a smile.
Where did this guest come from
Meng Qi smiled half-heartedly and said: "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I know that Zhan Dao saw that my true intention and inheritance are gone."
Yu Wanli's eyes suddenly shrank, and his brain went blank for a moment.
This secret, which is related to the survival of the sect, was actually known to outsiders.
how did he know
After being shocked, the long sword in his sheath suddenly shot out.
In the Xijian Pavilion where the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the past dynasties are enshrined, the leader Zhou Taichong is facing the Cutting My Sword, his face full of melancholy. Forty years later, things still have not improved at all.
On that day, Zhan Dao saw that the two true inheritances of me and the Taishang Sword Sutra were inexplicably collapsed, leaving only the secret books written by the ancestors of the previous generations, each reflecting their own path. Without a lot of tolerance, the inheritance gradually became difficult.
Xijiang Pavilion had concealed this matter for forty years, for fear of being discovered by other sects, and had been secretly searching for other peerless techniques to replace it, but had never been able to do so.
Alas, he let out a long sigh.
At this moment, his heart moved, and he happened to see a pure and bright sword light rising into the sky. It seemed to come from his heart, illuminating the forbidden body of the mountain and other objects, making it illusory and transparent, making the surrounding area empty and misty, making himself directly Seeing the soul, I feel like I have discovered my true self
See me on the road
See me on the road
Zhou Taichong's mind was buzzing, he couldn't help himself, and his whole body was shaking.
Since the establishment of the Xijiange sect, although there has been a true inheritance of Zhan Dao Jian Wo, there has been no general outline of Jie Tian. Since no one has practiced it, it is no longer possible to reproduce this peerless sword. We can only rely on the chance encounter of the founder of the sect to obtain the true meaning of the inheritance. Imagine a sword passed by.
But now, the imagination has come into reality, and the Zhan Daojian I used directly appeared in front of me.
The sword's bright light enveloped the entire mountain, making everything seem like a dream.
Zhou Taichong was addicted to this. It took him a long time to wake up due to the soft sound of the sword that killed me. With the help of the magic weapon and the great formation, his spirit spread and he looked outside to find out who was practicing killing the sword for Xijian Pavilion. See me.
In the misty sky, he saw two figures, one wearing a green Taoist robe with a bit of gray at the temples, the other wearing goose yellow clothes, with a long sword that had just been sheathed. Behind them, Yu Wanli was stunned, his expression changing, as if he was in a dream.
The two figures did not stop, and disappeared into the afterimage of the sword light in a few steps. Only the man in green robe rubbed the head of his new disciple Jiang Zhiwei.
The figure disappeared, and Zhan Dao just looked at me as if he was in a dream.
Zhou Taichong wanted to catch up, but he had lost track of him and could only sigh:
There is such an immortal in the world, doing things at will, and seeing the beginning but not the end of the dragon. Could it be that this sect has formed a good relationship.
: It’s nearly 4,000 words again, so it’s a little late. Oh, by the way, I have something to do in the afternoon, so I’ll update the chapter in the early morning~