With the protection of the token, the two of them went down the mountain extremely fast, and it only took less than half a day to reach the bottom of the mountain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Walking out of the mist prohibition at the door, Li Chuyi looked back at the mountain road that was submerged in the mist again.

Thinking that he used to prepare well every time he went up and down the mountain, and didn't dare to leave until he was fully prepared, he couldn't help but want to cry.

What a cheat!

If he knew that this token still had such a function, how could he dare to come down once in ten days and half a month!

Xiaoyu saw her face and knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help but laugh again.

"Okay, don't look at it, let's go quickly, we won't be able to catch up if it's too late. ”

A girl with no sympathy.

Li Chuyi pursed his lips and couldn't help but be stunned when he turned his head to look at the sword platform in front of him.

Every time he went down the mountain, he was used to seeing the bustling crowd on the Wenjian platform, but now looking at the empty Wenjian platform made him very uncomfortable, and he was very puzzled.

"Isn't that laxative contest held here?" Li Chuyi couldn't help asking.

Xiaoyu wrinkled: "Why are you so disgusting, what a laxative ratio, it's a universal comparison!"

Then Yan Ran smiled and explained: "The Tongtian Grand Contest is held here on the Sword Asking Platform, but it is the final ten finals, and the ten strongest people in each realm of the Taixu Palace will compete in this battle! ”

Li Chuyi suddenly realized.

He was still thinking about it before, although the sword platform is big, there are more disciples below the Taixu Palace's refining stage, all of them are nested here, let alone compete, and they can't even stand away, and he understands when he hears Xiaoyu say this.

"Let's go, let's just find a martial arts arena to participate in the selection, and the top three in each arena can be promoted, and compete all the way until the top ten are decided. Xiaoyu pulled Li Chuyi forward.

Following behind her, Li Chuyi pondered this heavenly competition, and couldn't help but be a little funny.

Although he had little contact with monks in the past, the Taoist priest once told him about the gateway between monks.

The inheritance between monks is extremely strict, even within the same sect, under the many factions, after the monks worship one of the factions, they cannot change factions, otherwise they will be regarded as traitors and hunted down.

Like the Taixu Palace, the nine peaks are nine factions, if they are replaced by others, the disciples under their respective peaks cannot switch to other peaks even if they die of old age, this is the rule recognized by the vast majority of monks in the world.

But this is not the case in the Taixu Palace.

Except for the main peak of Lingxiao, the disciples of the other eight peaks are not allowed to change the court unless they are named as disciples by an elder, and the rest of the disciples can come and go to each peak at will, which can be said to be no difference between sects and factions.

Li Chuyi saw the disciples of other peaks coming to Shenjian Peak to practice more than once, and listened to the lectures of Shenjian Peak, and the elders of Shenjian Peak explained the scriptures. And many of the disciples of Shenjian Peak also went to other peaks to study the scriptures and discuss the Tao, and the correspondence was very frequent.

This made Li Chuyi feel very magical all the time, and made him feel that what the Taoist priest said was a little exaggerated, and there might not be so darkness among the monks.

Talking about his thoughts to Xiaoyu, the latter smiled slightly, with a proud face.

"That's natural, our Taixu Palace can be compared with those brainless sects! The founding patriarch of our Taixu Palace once said, 'There are thousands of avenues, and different paths lead to the same end', and any path of cultivation is the same in the end, but the process is different. If the result is the same, then why bother with the portal?"

Li Chuyi's heart moved, feeling that this was somewhat similar to the ideas that Taoist priests had been preaching.

The Taoist priest also said that those who distinguish between good and evil, demons, and living beings and ghosts are all brain-dead, and those who fight and kill for this reason are even more brain-dead and stupid geese.

The experience of the five sheep after the tomb, especially the brotherhood shown by the five evil cultivators in the Huoyun Pit when they were dying, made Li Chuyi deeply believe the words of the Taoist priest.

Thinking in his heart, he heard Xiaoyu next to him continue:

"The patriarch of the Kaipai once said that the cultivation of monks depends on communication, and only communication can make us progress with each other. The life span of a monk seems to be very long, but in fact it is also very short, and he may die on the path of cultivation one day. Many of these monks who died were not fighting for life and death or fighting against the Heavenly Tribulation, but because of themselves. ”

"What do you mean?" Li Chuyi frowned.

Sighing, Xiaoyu said faintly: "Because they themselves have cultivated the wrong Fa, taken the wrong path, and practiced exercises that are not suitable for them, they either go mad and fall into the devil, or they have no progress so that their longevity is exhausted and they die. ”

"Man's life is too short, and so is the monk. It would be a shame to choose the wrong path just because of the ignorance of your youth, and then you can't change it because of those rules, so that you die. ”

Li Chu was touched and sighed deeply.

With the help of the Taoist Codex, he has not yet encountered any exercises that he cannot practice, so he has not experienced the distress and pain caused by the inappropriate exercises.

But it is also because of the existence of the "Taoist Codex" that he can understand that mood very well.

With the help of the "Taoist Canon", his fellow practitioners seem to be beautiful, but no one knows the distress in his heart. The increase in mana didn't make him happy in the slightest, what he cared about was the progress of the Dao Dictionary, the increase in that magical aura.

Whenever he spent a long time pondering the ten verses without making any progress, he felt like he wanted to go crazy, and this feeling of wanting to vent but having nowhere to vent made him extremely uncomfortable.

Thinking about himself, and then thinking about those monks who were extremely similar to him because of the inappropriate exercises, thinking that they even died because of this, Li Chuyi suddenly felt very admired for the ancestor of the Taixu Palace.

This ancestor broke the closed barrier between the monks, gave his disciples more opportunities to choose, and made them more likely to become enlightened.

If this idea of the Taixu Palace can be promoted, maybe one day everyone in the entire human world can practice, everyone will have the opportunity to ascend to the Dao, and the fights between monks due to factions will become less and less, or even disappear completely.

But thinking about the greed of human nature, thinking about the limited resources, and the various desires and human nature such as power, selfishness, and evil, Li Chuyi smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head slightly.

It's just a wish, and it's impossible to do it.

Thinking about their own thoughts, the two walked forward in silence.

Suddenly, a faint commotion came from afar, growing louder with their footsteps.

Glancing at the direction from which the voice came, Xiaoyu smiled slightly.

"It's almost there!"

"It's not too late, is it?

"Don't worry, the primary election is three days, today is only the second day, there is still time! Even if it is really over, this girl has a way to let us participate, you can rest assured!" Xiaoyu knew what he was thinking, and his face was narrow.

Am I worried!!!!!

Li Chuyi's face instantly drooped, and Xiaoyu chuckled.

After a short time, the two came to the martial arts arena.

Looking at the crowd of people in front of him, his ears were buzzing with the sound of boiling, and Li Chu was dumbfounded.

I'm dripping the sky, all the people who don't know the eight peaks are here, right?

Xiaoyu was already accustomed to this kind of scene, and pulled Li Chuyi into the crowd and squeezed inward.

On the road, there was a dissatisfied monk frowning, Xiao Yu stared back viciously, the other party saw that it was a little girl and saw the token on her waist, and instantly knew her identity, and hurriedly flashed to the side, seeing Li Chuyi shaking his head with a wry smile on his face.

Although he has his time when he is arrogant, he is still very gentle and low-key most of the time. The Taoist priest said that "only don't be exposed, be a low-key person", Xiaoyu's approach is very different from his principles.

It's so arrogant, and it's a low-key fart!

In this way, the crowd that couldn't get through was "killed" by Xiaoyu out of a bloody way, and Li Chuyi followed behind and walked to the front "smoothly", and what caught his eye was the martial arts arena that was divided into three parts.

Looking around, Xiaoyu saw a white-bearded old man with an elder token, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he pulled Li Chuyi towards him, shouting as he walked.

"Grandpa Song, Grandpa Song, this way, this way!"

Song Maoxing is an elder of Taixu Peak, and he was sent to this branch venue as an elder supervisor during the fetal period.

Fang Cai was still watching the competition between the two foundation building stage disciples on the field with relish, and suddenly heard a somewhat familiar voice calling him, turned his head suspiciously, and was suddenly startled after seeing the person who came.

"How is this little ancestor!"

He is an elder of Taixu Peak, Xiaoyu he naturally knows, and he is quite familiar with it, he likes this eccentric smart girl very much in his heart.

But it is precisely because of familiarity that he knows very well how naughty this little girl with the title of "Little Witch" is, especially this kind of lively scene with many people, maybe there will be something to do.

Looking at Xiaoyu walking towards him, Song Maoxing was shocked and felt a little headache, but with a smile on his face, he looked at Xiaoyu gently.

"Xiaoyu, hehe, come and see the excitement? Come on, come and sit next to me, you can see it clearly. ”

Xiaoyu had already pulled Li Chuyi to the front, and smiled sweetly when she heard the words.

"No, we're not here to compete, we're here to participate in the competition!"

Song Maoxing felt a sigh in his heart, knowing that it was broken. He knew that this girl was smiling so sweetly, there must be some kind of moth.

I can't guess what this girl wants to do, but Song Maoxing has already made up her mind that she must not let this girl participate in the competition, as long as she can't participate in the competition, then she can't implement any ghost ideas.

Thinking like this in his heart, Song Maoxing smiled gently, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Girl, it's not that I won't let you participate, it's just that first, this sword has no eyes, and secondly, you are a person with a teacher, so it's not reasonable for you to participate in the competition and compete for places with other disciples!"

Xiao Yu frowned when he heard this: "Grandpa Song, how can my generation of monks be cowardly, do you think which great power of heaven is not fought all the way up by swords and swords? I, Lu Shiyu, am naturally no exception! Besides, how can I have a teacher, I still don't have a master, okay?"

"Why not, you are the daughter of the master, and you have learned the sword skills of the master, and the master is naturally your teacher!" Song Maoxing stroked his white beard and smiled.

"Nonsense, that's my father and not my master, how can it be regarded as my master?! I don't care, I want to participate in the competition! I want to participate in the competition!" Xiaoyu protested repeatedly, waving his little hand to grab Song Maoxing's beard.

Song Maoxing hurriedly dodged, looking at the unrelenting Xiaoyu with a wry smile on his face.

His beard is his treasure, which is often carefully groomed and cherished on weekdays. If outsiders dared to touch his beard, he would have been slapped to death by him, only Xiaoyu, a little girl who was not afraid of heaven and earth, dared to attack him, and he had no choice but to smile bitterly.

didn't dare to push too hard for fear of hurting her, Song Maoxing finally restrained this crazy girl, and looked at her angry and funny.

"Girl, it's useless for you to cheat, this is our rule. In this way, you go back and ask your father, as long as the head nods and agrees to let you participate, the old man will never say anything!"

Looking at the deflated Xiaoyu, Li Chuyi was secretly amused in his heart, and at the same time a little happy, and muttered secretly in his heart.

It seems that he probably won't have to participate in this Rausch competition.

What a life!