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- Chapter 203: Worship Immortals and Seek Taoism
Chapter 203: Worship Immortals and Seek Taoism
The haze spreads its colors, and the sun and moon shake their light.
Sitting alone in the dark tent, violent golden flames appeared on Chen Shaobai's gown. After a few breaths, they turned into liquid purple flowing flames.
The twin flames are intertwined and intertwined, colliding with each other, just like the Buddha striking the wooden fish, emitting bursts of ethereal sounds that cleanse the soul.
The environment was quiet and quiet, making it a coveted treasure land for latent cultivation. But here, Chen Shaobai's state of mind could not calm down no matter what. His magic power and energy and blood gradually conflicted with each other, breaking away from the shackles of the sword species. The steel needle started flowing back and forth in the body.
"Duh!"
One word of mantra calmed down the blood spirit. Chen Shaobai opened his eyes and broke away from the state of cultivation.
The moon was as cold as water, and the silver was wrapped around his body like a gauze. He took a long breath, swallowed a breath, and replaced the turbid air in his lungs, and then his condition recovered a little.
"Miao Yuqin, Mengli"
No matter what he calls her, the status of his mutually supportive fianc¨¦e in his heart will never change.
But with a behemoth like the Haotian Clan standing in front of the two of them, unless Chen Shaobai was willing to let his sweetheart follow him and escape to the ends of the earth, he had to think long term.
"You haven't condensed the true spirit clone yet? Is there something wrong with your practice?" A young man in Xuanhua red robe shuttled through the forest. After a few breaths, he came to Chen Shaobai. He saw that he was in poor condition and was slightly concerned. Asked about it.
"No problem, not condensing the true spirit clone is just a matter of technique and personal reasons."
Chen Shaobai shook his head. After all, the "Xuanfo Gong" he is currently majoring in was created by the eminent monk of Xuankong Temple. It emphasizes the freedom of one true self, step by step, and stable origin. It does not advocate dividing the soul, so it has not evolved into a true soul clone. Secret method.
??????Although Shangguan Yue, who has nine levels of clones, has made rapid progress and has extraordinary combat power, once two or three of them are killed, it will completely damage the foundation and affect the future. Although only one of Shangguan Yue's clones was snatched away by Chen Shaobai, the source was still injured. Judging from the progress of the two of them, if there is no accident, there is no possibility that she will pose a threat to Chen Shaobai again.
The bloody lesson was right in front of him, and there was no room for him not to be vigilant.
"In about half a month, the space-time tunnel will be initially opened. At that time, Senior Ruguang and Qiu Wanfa will visit the alien space in person to open up a stable secret realm. If they cannot escape, Fairy Mengli's safety will depend on us. Take responsibility.¡±
Hua Wuye¡¯s intention was to let Chen Shaobai adjust his state so as not to affect his future actions.
"Don't worry." There was a hint of hope in Chen Shaobai's tone. He had more on his mind than Hua Wuye and others who wanted to sell their favors.
After receiving Chen Shaobai¡¯s promise, Hua Wuye felt much more at ease. Her body gradually twisted and turned into a light red spot that melted into the air, leaving only two bytes floating in the air: "Take care."
These days, Hua Wuye and Qiu Wanfa are very busy. In addition to dealing with the big customer like Ru Guang, they also have to solve many remaining problems and extraneous matters. What just appeared in front of Chen Shaobai's eyes was just the refining process when he broke through to the third level of quenching. It's just a clone of the true spirit that came out.
When the clone dissipates, the information and memory received will naturally return to the original body, which can save a lot of trouble.
The tranquility returned to the bamboo forest again, and Chen Shaobai sat down cross-legged and tried to practice. But he couldn't successfully enter the state of trance despite repeated concentration. He always felt that there was an inexplicable force controlling his will. Even the big killer weapon of Bing Xin Jue was still in a trance.
Realizing that there was indeed something wrong with him, although it was not caused by inner demons, his obsession became more and more serious. Chen Shaobai simply stopped practicing, took off the wine bottle from his waist, and while thinking about himself, he recalled and sorted out the past and resolved the knots in his mind.
The haze of ten months after the mother was born, the fifteen years of living like an ordinary hunter in the Qiuhuan Village, the ten years of childhood sweetheart Miao Yuqin, living together in the same house, the secular swordsmanship career of Muxi Zihuan Fengzhou Academy, entering The Immortal Sect seeks the path to power, slays demons and demons, and moves forward bravely and diligently.
Why?
The answer is clear, simple and a bit childish.
For a girl.
For a vow.
I would like to turn my body into a sword to protect you forever
"Use your body to turn into a sword, use your body to turn into a swordhahaha"
Unconsciously, most of the gourd liquor had entered his stomach, and Chen Shaobai was half drunk and slightly tipsy.
"Purple pupil, here comes Qin!"
Two years of getting along day and night, one person and one foxAlready having a clear understanding, as soon as Chen Shaobai opened his mouth, the little white fox opened his eyes and took out an object from the Xumi Mustard Seed space.
The body of the piano is silver and shiny, four and a half feet long, elegant and classic. The strings are ice blue and translucent, like jade threads, and the pillow is jet black and deep.
It is the Yintong Bingsi Qin.
With Chen Shaobai's current perspective, looking at Qin, it is just a vulgar mortal object without any aura. Any low-grade magic weapon-level treasure is dozens of times more powerful than it. But for him, even if there is a treasure in front of him, he will not change it.
The fingers gently caressed the strings and plucked them slightly, and the elegant and melodious music rippled through the forest.
Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu changes one by one. Although he is not at the level of a master, his basic skills are quite solid, with smooth and round turns and no stagnation. The big strings are noisy like the rain, the small strings are like whispers, the chattering is like chattering, and the big and small beads are falling on the jade plate.
From an artistic point of view, there is not much praise for this piece of music, but in the Shang Dynasty, it has a very famous name and a story that has been passed down for hundreds of years.
"Jian Jia Hopes for the Wind" is a piece of music that the Miao qin player taught Chen Shaobai when he was temporarily living in Muxi City. It tells a love story about seeking immortality.
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?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the mountains, and at the foot of the surrounding mountains, people come and go quickly, and there is a lot of traffic.
Yuhuafang!
Although the name is very domineering and elegant, in fact, this Yuhuafang is just a newly built simple teahouse. The environment here is terrible. A cup of shoddy tea costs half a tael of silver, which is a hundred times higher than in ordinary places. The service attitude of the shopkeeper and the waiter is also extremely bad, as if they are willing to take the bait.
However, there are still many people who are willing to spend money here.
"You deserve to die, you black-hearted businessman! If I had known better, I would have brought more supplies when I came from Tianxiong City!" A burly man with full energy and blood cursed and took out the money.
"This is a paradise with immortals' legacy. Every drop of water contains immortal energy. You can ascend to immortality if you drink it. If you like it, buy it or not. If you don't, get out. It's so annoying!" The boss said! His eyes were slanted and his face was trembling wildly. It was obvious that he was not a good man or woman.
"**Ancestor, I'm a bastard! I, Wang Kui, have made my debutwell"
After all, he is a swordsman. When Wang Kui was provoked by the bad attitude of the shop owner, his anger immediately rose. Just as he was about to pull out the sword from his waist and threaten him, his companion covered his mouth.
After struggling with all his strength for a long time, he managed to break free, coughed several times, and regained his breath. The veins on his neck popped out, and he looked extremely unhappy. Before he could say anything, his companion raised his finger and tapped the mark of an inconspicuous seven-color gemstone in the corner of the Yuhuafang door.
Although the Luoshi Sword Sect is not one of the top ten sects in the Immortal Way, it is still an immortal sect with a swordsman in charge. It recruits countless disciples every year, and its influence is extremely wide. It can be said that it covers the sky in the southern corner of Fengzhou.
Even if the owner of this tea house is not a disciple of the Luo Shi Sword Sect, he must be someone with some connections. It is not easy to deal with him, a swordsman with no roots or background.
"Hiss" Wang Kui gasped, his figure seemed to shrink out of thin air, and his clothes seemed a little loose. He put the sword back into the scabbard timidly, paid for the tea honestly, and drank the tea. , while looking around.
The small teahouse was filled with people from all walks of life, ranging from princes and nobles to speculators and beggars.
Even some famous students and swordsmen loomed among the crowd.
"Hey! Isn't this the Thirteen Swordsmen of Chasing the Wind, Li Shuqing?"
Among the crowd, a man with an extraordinary bearing and a flaming red sword on his waist was kneeling on the ground. He faced the bamboo forest in the mountains, his expression pious and firm.
There were a lot of people coming and going here, but no one dared to walk in front of him and even pay homage to him.
"Li Shuqing? But that great swordsman who gave up his fortune in Muxi City in order to break through the shackles of swordsmanship, and who gave up everything in order to seek immortality?"
Wang Kui relied on his strong body to squeeze through the crowd and carefully looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground. He found that apart from the fact that he wore a sword and looked more gorgeous, there was not much about him that was different from ordinary people.
In fact, the other party's clothes were in tatters and covered with dust. It seemed that because he had been kneeling for too long, the clothes and pants at the knees were soaked with dark red blood, mixed with the oozing pus, and formed a dark mass. gel-like.
With the swordsman¡¯s physical condition, he could still end up in this state, which shows that Li Shuqing has remained motionless in this position for at least three days. Even if you have undergone bone marrow cleaning and blood transfusion, your physical fitness is ten times higher than that of ordinary people, but if you let the injury on your knee goTake care, if it continues to get worse, this person may become useless.
And the pain that needs to be endured can simply make a strong man collapse.
"What a perseverance in seeking the truth! No wonder he can travel all over the world and become a famous swordsman in the Shang Dynasty. I am really ashamed of myself!"
Looking at the determined and persistent Li Shuqing, Wang Kui lowered his head and looked a little sad. After a while, he finally made a decision, took hard steps, walked to Li Shuqing, and knelt down towards the top of a thousand peaks and the green bamboo forest.
There may not be a reward for giving, but if you don¡¯t pay, there will be no reward. Thinking of the rumors about Li Shuqing, Wang Kui had an epiphany.
"Come, come, come, I'll give you fifty taels of silver and a stick of incense, worship the immortals, and soak up some immortal energy. Even if it's not for yourself, it's for your parents and future generations." Yuhua Tea House is worthy of being a person with background and power, and it was quickly done. A new trick was used to drive out all other forces within a radius of fifty miles.
Fifty taels of silver for a stick of incense, the price has increased tens of millions of times. Although it is not a swindle, it is not far off.
Because some people once wanted to climb Qianfeng with their strong bodies, but when they reached the edge of the mountainside, they were isolated by an invisible force and could no longer take half a step forward. Therefore, even though the price of burning incense is extremely expensive, there are still many people who are willing to spend a lot of money to light a stick and worship the true immortal.
"These Luo Shi Sword Sect people are just enriching their pockets. Look at Li Shuqing and Wang Kui, that's called piety!" These people were not fools who could rush to Qiuhuan Mountain within a few days of the change. Some people imitated Li Shuqing and knelt down towards Youhuang Forest to pray for themselves and their families.
"Burning incense and worshiping immortals has immeasurable merit, but you are stupid!"
Although the owner of Yuhua Teahouse is impatient, he cannot stop the general trend. More and more people are kneeling down towards the green bamboo forest and no longer spend wasteful money to buy black-hearted incense.
Wisps of invisible and immaterial power gradually gathered towards the top of the mountain.
The sound of the piano suddenly started. (To be continued. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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