The first sect in Xuantian Continent, Taihua Mountain, holds a sect competition every seven years.
As the first and only Taoist cultivator, Taihua Mountain is never afraid to reveal his strength, but instead allows his elite young disciples to show off their superb level to the fullest, demonstrating the supreme honor of dignified Taihua.
In the past, every Zongmen Grand Competition, the major forces on the mainland will be present to congratulate.
This time it was even more turbulent. The small forces that were invited all sent their own sect masters or great elders to lead the team to participate. As for the four sects, the eight great families and the sixteen sects, they directly sent an elder from the tribulation period to come. congratulate.
Luo Jianqing and Zuo Yunmo, as leaders of the younger generation, shoulder the task of receiving guests. After these outside cultivators officially settled in Mount Taihua, Venerable Hao Xingzi immediately gathered everyone to discuss the crusade against the demon cultivators and their trip to the Valley of Flowing Flames.
Ordinary disciples naturally couldn't participate in such high-level matters, but Luo Jianqing sat in the Lingyun Hall and calmly listened to the arguments of these great powers in the fusion stage and the out-of-body stage. He came here on behalf of Yu Xiaofeng. Xuan Lingzi had never been involved in these complicated affairs, not to mention that he was only a demon cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, and he was not worthy of his concern at all.
However, the matter of the magic cultivator did not allow the group of seniors to discuss for long, and they were more concerned about the situation in the Valley of Flowing Flames.
The Valley of Flowing Flames is opened every fifty years. It is said that during a war between the two clans tens of thousands of years ago, a certain Heaven-ranked fire-type monster fell in Changzhou, thus forming the Valley of Flowing Flames. The flames in the Valley of Flowing Flames have not been extinguished for thousands of years, and only monks below the Nascent Soul stage can enter it to explore the mystery and gain great opportunities.
Heaven-rank monsters are equivalent to the divine transformation stage of human cultivation!
As long as it goes one step further, the heaven-level monsters can fly into immortals and achieve golden bodies.
The importance of Flowing Flame Valley to monks can be imagined.
The opening of Flowing Flame Valley this time naturally made many forces quite jealous. After discussing for a whole day and night, Hao Xingzi waved his sleeves and wrote a deed. After the representatives of the other sects signed the deed and left their spiritual knowledge, everyone finally got on the matter of exploring the secrets of Flowing Flame Valley. reach a consensus.
After the heads and elders of these sects left, Luo Jianqing stayed alone, only to hear Venerable Hao Xingzi say: "Jianqing, the opening of Flowing Flame Valley this time is also a good thing for you. Otherwise, it is a good thing for you. With your cultivation level, when Flowing Flame Valley reopens after twenty-four years, you have already reached the Nascent Soul stage and cannot enter again."
Luo Jianqing nodded: "Gradually clear and understand."
Hao Xingzi said: "However, the timing of the opening of the Flowing Flame Valley is unfortunate. The younger generation of Taihua Mountain is still growing up, and it is at a time when the youth is not in touch. As a senior brother, you need to lead the junior brothers and sisters to act cautiously and save your life. Heavy."
After Hao Xingzi asked again, he let Luo Jianqing go back.
As Hao Xingzi said, Taihua Mountain is indeed not connected at present. Among the disciples below Jindan, the highest cultivation base is Luo Jianqing in the middle stage of Jindan. The disciples of Luo Jianqing's generation are very powerful, but their cultivation time is not long enough, but the Valley of Flames has opened at this moment, so they can only be sent there.
After returning to Yuxiao Peak, Luo Jianqing did not return to the bamboo house to practice, but turned over to take out the frost floating sword and practiced in the bamboo forest.
The pale white robe fluttered gently in the air, and the light blue pattern was like green bamboo, which was elegant and unique. A little bit of sword light flashed on the Frost Floating Sword, and there seemed to be thunder snakes swimming on the blue sword light, and it looked like a jewel under the moonlight, exuding a dazzling brilliance.
Luo Jianqing's every move was controlled extremely delicately. The sword energy made the green bamboos in the bamboo forest sway continuously, and the bamboo leaves fell like petals, but they did not hurt any bamboo. If someone carefully observes, they may find that these sword qi are controlled to the extent that the bamboo can sway, and there is not even a single scar on the bamboo body.
Luo Jianqing looked pale, raised his sword and danced, and practiced for a full hour.
When he just took back a certain sword move in "Nine Lotus Original Heart Record", he heard a cold voice behind him: "Your heart is not quiet, so your swordsmanship is not pure enough. Gradually clear, two In the future Zongmen Grand Competition, are you going to show the world the swordsmanship of Taihua Mountain Yuxiao Peak with such strength?"
Luo Jianqing froze all over, he immediately turned around, lowered his head and said, "Master, your disciple knows you're wrong."
Xuan Lingzi was wearing a white lapel robe, his long black hair fell naturally, and he looked at the disciple in front of him calmly. He stared earnestly for a long time, and finally suddenly stepped forward and took the sword in Luo Jianqing's hand.
Luo gradually clenched the hilt of the sword subconsciously, only to hear Xuan Lingzi say with satisfaction: "Yes, I know how to keep your sword."
Luo Jianqing raised his head incomprehensibly, he was about to speak, but his voice suddenly condensed in his throat.
-too close.
It seemed that he had just taken a bath, Xuan Lingzi had long hair, and he did not tie it with any jade crown or hairband, very casual. Yao Hei's long hair fell beside the stern phoenix eyes, which made this face even more cold and dusty, as cold and indifferent as the moonlight.
The disciples of Mount Taihua have always been troublesome, and once there was a disciple who joked behind his back: "It is right that Yuxiao Peak has a ban, how noble is Xuan Lingzi, I heard that the Supreme Master of the Feihua Sect in the 'Four Sects' The elder has been secretly in love with him. Not to mention our senior brother, if there is no restraint, let alone the little senior sister who will attack the mountains every night, I am afraid that many female cultivators in the outside world can't hold back!"
Yu Xiaofeng's excellence lies not only in the strength of the two masters and apprentices, but also in all aspects of them.
They are like beautiful jade without any flaws, flawless, perfect to convince.
Luo Jianqing was stunned for a while, Xuan Lingzi used some spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and then took the frost floating sword into his hand. Luo Jianqing subconsciously wanted to seize the sword, and Shuangfu also shook twice in dissatisfaction, but Xuan Lingzi exerted a little force, so Shuangfu surrendered.
Xuan Lingzi said: "Jianqing, you should be optimistic."
"At the beginning of chaos, a lotus was born, and the lotus opened nine petals and turned into nine lotuses."
As soon as the words fell, Xuan Lingzi picked up his sword, and the mighty sword energy galloped away.
Under the moonlight, the black-haired and white-clothed Venerable danced his sword gently, and every move he made seemed to be calculated to the smallest detail. Bystanders could only sigh involuntarily, which was really pleasing to the eye. The sword energy was a hundred times stronger than the one Luo Jianqing danced before, but there was no bamboo branch shaking in the bamboo forest, and even the bamboo leaves were silent on the branches.
In the end, the vast sword gas turned into golden light, approaching Luo Jianqing, who was standing aside, and stopped an inch away from Luo Jianqing's eyes.
Xuan Lingzi handed the sword back to Luo Jianqing and asked, "Jianqing, can you see clearly?"
Luo Jianqing nodded: "Yes, see clearly."
Xuan Lingzi said, "Then dance again."
Without any hesitation, Luo Jianqing raised his sword and stood up. After waiting for a cup of tea, he retracted his sword and looked at his master, but saw the latter frown slightly, then suddenly stepped forward and took Luo Jianqing's hand!
Luo gradually froze.
With a faint fragrance, Xuan Lingzi whispered softly in his ear: "You're in a hurry."
As soon as the words fell, Xuan Lingzi held Luo Jianqing's hand and slowly danced the sword.
The scorching heat is transmitted from where the skin touches, and flows through the body along the blood vessels. When Xuan Lingzi removed his hand, Luo Jianqing suddenly felt that something was missing in his heart. He looked up at his master in a daze, but suddenly found... It seems that tonight, this person is very gentle.
Xuan Lingzi said softly: "There are still two days, you don't have to worry. Do you know, what day... is today?"
Luo Jianqing froze slightly, shook his head and said, "Disciple doesn't know."
Xuan Lingzi slowly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a soft smile: "Today is your birthday."
Luo Jianqing was suddenly stunned.
"Thirty-six years ago, I picked you up on the banks of the Luoshui River. Once the super-quality root bone comes into the world, it must be accompanied by a natural vision. Your parents abandoned you by the Luoshui River at that time, and I secretly gave them some Yinliang, I brought you back. Thirty-six years have passed now, and I counted this year as your parents' deadline a few days ago. Gradually, do you want to go back and have a look?"
Luo Jianqing smiled and said: "No need, Master. Since you have cut off the ties with them for me, all life and death will have nothing to do with each other."
Xuan Lingzi looked at the handsome and beautiful young man in front of him, his eyes lowered slightly, and said: "Your natural vision is that the sky descends from the gods, and the Luoshui of 18,000 miles is gradually clearing up, so at that time, I named you Luo Gradually clear. For thirty-six years, have you really never wanted to go and see the life you were supposed to have?"
Luo Jianqing smiled brightly, and his voice could not help softening a bit: "Master, it is enough to have you in Jianqing."
One sentence made Xuan Lingzi suddenly mute. He looked at this extremely handsome and beautiful young man under the moonlight. His fingers couldn't help but tremble, and the spiritual power in his body also showed signs of disorder. Looking at this beautiful and peerless face, his heart was so hot as if a monstrous fire had ignited, and his Taoist heart gradually became unstable.
Xuan Lingzi's expression suddenly turned cold, and he said, "I will spend this birthday for you for the teacher. From this year onwards, you will no longer be entangled with the world. You can forget about the world, and from now on, focus on the Tao and rise to immortality as soon as possible."
Luo Jianqing blurted out: "How can I forget the world?"
Xuan Lingzi paused for a moment and said, "Cut off the roots of dust, and keep the avenues in mind."
Luo Jianqing asked again: "How to cut off the roots of dust?"
After being silent for a long time, Xuan Lingzi said: "You have nothing to do with the world, and from now on, you can be considered as cutting off the roots of the dust."
Hearing this, Luo Jianqing smiled: "Master, I have never cut off the roots of dust. I have Taihua in my heart, there are two junior brothers, three junior sisters... and every elder and venerable who loves me in Taihua Mountain."
The words stopped there, and suddenly stopped. Luo Jianqing raised his eyes gently, a pair of bright eyes with a bright smile, stared at Xuan Lingzi tightly, the voice was clearer and more pleasant, as if speaking the sweetest love words in the world: "Master, in my heart , and you."
Xuan Lingzi didn't answer, there was still only a cold color on his face, but Luo Jianqing kept looking at him with a smile.
After a long time, Xuan Lingzi flicked his sleeves and said, "I am not your root. When you reach that realm, you will naturally understand."
When the voice fell, Xuan Lingzi flew into his bamboo house, and then Luo Jianqing only felt a gust of wind blowing through, and he was drawn into the bamboo house. Xuan Lingzi took a hosta and gently inserted it into Luo Jianqing's hair. His fingers were gently tickled in Luo Jianqing's hair, causing Luo Jianqing's heart to tremble slightly.
"This is made of jade chalcedony, which stores a blow that gives 60% of the power of the teacher. Gradually, when you use it up, it will only become the most common decoration, and it will have no other function. Use with caution."
Luo Jianqing smiled and rolled his eyes: "Yes."
Next, Luo Jianqing combed Xuan Lingzi's hair and tied the jade crown for him.
It was said to be celebrating the birthday, but the master and the apprentice didn't say much for the whole night. The two of them sat beside the chessboard, and you played and I played. When the sky was about to brighten, Zuo Yunmo's voice came from the bottom of Yuxiao Peak, and he came to call Luo Jianqing to deal with the affairs of Zongmen Dabi.
Luo Jianqing got up immediately, but when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Master, the disciple wants to know, have you cut off the roots of dust?"
Xuan Lingzi turned his back to the door and looked directly at the chessboard.
After a long time, just after Luo Jianqing thought that he would never get the answer, he only heard Xuan Lingzi's sigh-like voice: "Master... No."
Luo Jianqing saluted and left, and the bamboo house suddenly returned to calm.
Xuan Lingzi sat on the bamboo couch, looking down at the chessboard. After waiting for a long time, he stretched out his hand and slowly stroked every chess piece that Luo gradually dropped just now. His movements were extremely gentle, and he took a note of it. When he touched the last chess piece, Xuan Lingzi's body was shocked, and he withdrew his hand as if he was scalded.
"Getting clear..."