Ao Buregret is in retreat, 1,200 years of time has been spent on stabilizing the Great Tianchong from Ling Tianlan, no matter how you look at it, the time is far from enough, and there is the spirit and heroism that has reached the peak but is not perfect, for him, the seven chakras are not hidden but time bombs, and he doesn't know when it will backfire.

Originally, he needed to meditate when he took that step, but with his temperament, he couldn't sit still at all, causing the monkey to sigh for a while, and making a big fuss about Luo Tianmeng killing people on the spot, which was an extraneous branch that was not beneficial to the Dao heart, and it was not a wise move to enter the customs when he was in difficulty both internally and externally.

But he still escaped into the Desperate Dragon Cliff, and no one was seen.

The monkey didn't speak, but the place where he usually ate peaches and rested changed from the grassland to the front of the Peerless Dragon Cliff, and he came here with the dog.

Ling Tianlan didn't bother with his acquaintance, the force guarding the Peerless Dragon Cliff was too terrifying, with his strength and friendship with the Ao family, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would not be beaten by the monkeys, dogs, and the black mist when he swaggered to the Tiance Divine Mansion.

The strange power of the three rings guarded the dragon cliff, and the dripping blood qi that soared into the sky was viscous, but the clear qi wrapped in the center seemed insignificant.

"Man has three souls, and there are seven souls, heaven, earth and human souls belong to three places, the heavenly soul wanders outside the nine heavens, the earth soul waits at the end of reincarnation, only the human soul is also called the life soul in the body through a long life. To cast the Yuan Spirit, you need to open the Seven Soul Chakra Cave to stick to the root wheel seal, so as to get the great idea of the first birth of chaos, and the thought of chaos is the root of the Yuan Spirit, which does not move at all, just like King Kong. The monkey's voice roared like thunder in Ao Buregret's mind, and his mind continued to sink, and Ao Buregret fell into a strange state, holding his knees with his hands, not pinching the seal, and returning to the basics until he was at ease at the beginning.

"Everyone in the world knows that Hongmeng Dao soldiers are the ultimate in this place, and then go up, there are holy soldiers in the creation of the heavens, great wisdom has moral treasures, and the emptiness of Wukong has a life map, but they don't know that the strongest is in itself, without your life intersecting, without your essence and blood to warm up, the seven fundamental wheel seals are sharpened into a front, and they are the most invincible in the world. ”

"Looking at the chaos inside and outside, the Yuan Spirit is sweeping, who can stop the Eight Desolations!" the monkey smiled, just as good and evil are rewarded, the stick hits the invincible hand under the gate of heaven, and the stick sweeps the gods and Buddhas of the heavens and bows their heads.

Yuan Lu is the sword, the sky is the front, the spirit is the handle, the elite is the qi, the strength is the body, the center is the tip, the elite is the sword is revealed, the sky is chong and the edge is exposed, and the seven spirits are one, which is the Yuan Lu.

Dragon! Soul!

There are tens of millions of dead people in the sky, and there are many who fall and do not want to be reincarnated, following Ao Bu to go through other ways, it is the heavy shackles he carries, and it is the millions of sword qi that he coldly looks at all beings.

My thoughts have been precipitated, until I go back to the troubled times of Kyushu that once left the proverb "Nine hundred years of the Great Yuan Kingdom", I don't know how many nine hundred years have passed, and I don't know how many dynasties have risen and fallen.

Now the empire is the Helian wolf clan in Xianzhou, which is stronger and more prosperous than when Yuan Daoyi ascended the throne and became emperor.

There was an old man with a dozen irons, who was too old to hold a hammer, but who still sat by the iron stove all day long.

He often boasted that there was sword qi in his wine, and whenever he was young, whenever the sword was baked, he would habitually spray a sip of wine on the sword, but the ranger who came to buy a sword in his old Li Tou shop went to the sea, and he didn't hear that anyone could pull out two sword flowers and who could draw out a sword qi.

About one hundred and twenty years old, Lao Li Tou sealed the furnace, his daughter married a good man, his son-in-law opened a restaurant at home, and a small two hundred taels of silver came into the account every day, and the life was extremely nourishing.

And he kept the furnace, day after day, year after year, and counted carefully, and felt that it had been fifty or sixty years.

There was also a sword embryo sealed in the furnace, and it was more than half forged, and then it couldn't be moved.

Lao Li Tou had four apprentices, all of whom were simple men who could endure hardships, and they offered to help the master successfully cast the sword embryo, but Lao Li Tou also refused.

"This sword, it really has sword energy, I can't beat it, and you can't beat it, only when your youngest junior brother comes, can you open the furnace. "Lao Li Tou became a god of the gods, probably because the oil was exhausted, the lamp was dry, the eyes were open, and he could see the two worlds of yin and yang.

The apprentices didn't smile maliciously, Master, you are all one hundred and seventy years old, how many years can you live?

"I'm waiting, there's only a few years left, whoever it is, I'm waiting. ”

That year, the snow fell, and there was a ragged and embarrassed young descendant who fainted in front of Lao Li Tiepu's shop, and was rescued by Lao Li Tou, homeless and wandering around, and was left in the shop by Lao Li Tou, and the young man had a strange name, called Dragon Sheath.

He said that this name had sword intent, so he accepted him as an apprentice.

Lao Li Tiepu has six people, an old man, four big singles and a small one.

He taught him how to open a furnace, how to forge it, how to temper it, and how to open a front.

It's strange to say, the dragon sheath seems to be born close to Jin Tie, Lao Li Tou taught him, without the third time to be familiar with the heart and start to build, for a time the old Li Tiepu was famous, the first half of his life to build weapons, the second half of his life to cast farm tools.

He just didn't let him build weapons - obviously he was more powerful at building weapons than farming tools, and his weapons were sharper and tougher.

The dragon sheath is also an honest man, and he never looks at the stove that has been sealed for decades and has not been stained with dust.

The soldiers cast many magic weapons, but the dragon sheath is like a pearl secretly cast, but the life is given by the master, one day for the teacher and the father for life, said to play farm tools, the daughter can't buy the dragon sheath to open the furnace to cast the sword.

Finally, Lao Li Tou is going to die, and there is always someone in the sky watching him, he knows.

"Old man, or I will build that sword for you with my own hands. In the face of the celestial man Lao Li Tou, he is not afraid, probably holding the hooligan mentality of "Lao Tzu is going to burp and am afraid of you doing fart", and raised himself to a very equal position.

The man nodded slightly, unable to tell whether he was crying or laughing.

"My wine has sword energy, and my sword has sword intent. The old man murmured and fell into a deep sleep: "Sheath, open the furnace, finish the sword." ”

Lao Li Tou left and returned to the west.

The dragon's sheath was pouring down tears, but it was silent.

After the first seven, the dragon sheath will open the furnace, fifty or sixty years a sip of wine every day, the furnace is not stained with dust, the moment the furnace is opened, the golden light is dazzling, and the sword is full of the house!

He looked at the golden light, and the four senior brothers looked embarrassed, this thing is formless and incorporeal, and it wants to be forged into a sword?

The dragon sheath's face was as usual, he picked up the golden light, the arms cut by the cold sword qi were dripping with blood, and trickles poured into the golden light, he picked up the hammer, put the golden light on the casting table, and swung the hammer hard!

The sound of gold and iron clashing is crisp, iron is striking here, thundering there!

The thunder rumbled in the sky, as if there were immortals beating drums.

The blood flowed more and more, he gritted his teeth, and again and again, the golden light was dim and unknown, and smashed into the half of the sword embryo, fifty or sixty years, the sword embryo had long since disappeared, leaving only the golden light that was constantly deformed under the dragon scabbard.

Someone strode in, one hand against the back of the dragon's sheath, and majestic vitality poured in.

The dragon sheath grinned, shaking its head in refusal.

"If the master wants to cast a sword, it's you, right? Lao Li Tiepu doesn't rely on outsiders to make iron, and the guests are optimistic. The dragon sheath rejected the instilled vitality, and exerted itself again and again, until the form withered.

Looking at the dragon sheath like a gossamer, the man seemed to be unbearable but helpless, so he had to sit cross-legged by the fireside, and a wisp of gold rose, absorbing the sharpness and reducing the pain for the dragon sheath.

"Master often says that he has sword energy in his wine, and I have sword intent in my name, so my master and apprentice cast this invisible sword for Your Excellency is in accordance with the will of heaven, I often think, how can mortals forge swords for heavenly beings? Now I probably understand, the things of the previous life, who said that mortals are not immortals!" The dragon sheath smiled, swinging the hammer non-stop, forgetting the rotation of the sun and the moon, and forgetting the pain of injury.

Probably so.

"May I ask your name, no matter how bad it is, the master didn't tell me the name of this sword. ”

The man had no sorrow or joy, and looked directly into the eyes of the dragon sheath: "This sword is called Dragon Soul Lay, it is the prototype of my Yuanlu, I owe you the Su family for two generations, and this king doesn't know how to pay it back." ”

"So that's the case, the dragon soul is laid, and there is less killing. On the third day and fourth night, the dragon sheath finally ran out, and the sword in both hands rose and staggered.

He didn't tell him his name, for fear that he didn't want him to remember his previous name and mess up the reincarnation.

"I have a heart of wisdom that can see the impermanence of life and death, and I have a pair of eyes that can perceive the birth and death of all things, and my mind is unhindered, and I am determined in the boundless place of knowledge. ”

"A glance at the blue and wide stars, I have never traveled the world in this life, where I am is the place where the flowers bloom on the other side. "He lived with a sword, and died with a sword.

The golden light of the sword trembled, like a cry.