The bone-watching stone exuded a strange light in the air, a red light shot out and slashed through Zhang Zhitian's chest, blood rolled and sprayed out, absorbed by the bone-watching stone, the bone-watching stone emitted a brilliant purple light, and then turned into orange light, and later turned into a golden light, and the bone-watching stone turned into a small stone into Zhang Zhitian's chest, and the blood and milk blended, regardless of each other.

Zhang Lingfeng, the head of the sect, kept superprinting with his hands, and conjured up a strange bronze vessel, a cyan three-legged copper tripod, a cyan nine-story exquisite pagoda, and a golden Zen staff。。。。。。。 The Bone Stone trembled in Zhang Zhitian's chest, and he lost his reaction. Zhang Lingfeng's forehead also appeared sweaty, and his efforts were fruitless, and he said calmly: "Purple is precious, orange is harmonious, and gold is long. He has been my disciple ever since. ’

The elders spoke one after another, and the Great Elder of Law Enforcement even came out, with a strange look in his eyes, staring at Zhang Lingfeng, who was sitting on the top seat, and said: "Please take care of this son as an apprentice, and let me accept this son as an apprentice, so that there will be a successor to the mantle." Suddenly, the hall quieted down, and the power of the law enforcement elders was even more above the head, which could be described as fierce and powerful, vigorous and resolute, but also upright, won the hearts of the people, and no one was unconvinced.

The elders talked for a while, exchanged their heads and ears, and said: "Yes, Senior Brother Qing is the only candidate for the head of the sect, and he has made countless great contributions to the sect, and his cultivation is unparalleled, and he has won the hearts of the people, but he was hurt by love and gave way to Senior Brother Ling Feng." He has never accepted a single disciple, which is really 。。。。。。 “

"For thousands of years, Senior Brother Qing's peak has been a single lineage, and disciples are hard to find. “

Sect Leader Zhang Lingfeng pressed his hands down and said, "Okay, okay, don't make noise, this disciple will become Senior Brother Qing's disciple!"

Law enforcement elder Qing Yifeng put his hands together and said, "Master Xie." ”

Zhang Zhitian practiced in Taiyi Mountain, where the law enforcement elders lived, the peak was foggy, a sea of clouds, sometimes cranes chirped, sometimes apes screamed, as far as the eye could see, there were only sparse buildings, uneven heights, and thousand-year-old trees, the trunks of which were twisted and turned, lush, and the branches and leaves were luxuriant. The huge mountain peak, only the law enforcement elders and Zhang Zhitian lived, Qing Yifeng was practicing in the morning, practicing a set of exquisite swordsmanship, sometimes as fast as a gust of wind, wanton and frivolous, sometimes as slow as a snail, calm and unhurried.

Zhang Zhitian is comprehending the way of the sword, admiring the moves and artistic conception of Master Qing Yifeng, and comprehending his own way.

Qing Yifeng taught Zhang Zhitian: "Zhitian, you must know that there is no road in the world, and what you come out of is the road." And the most suitable for yourself, the most powerful is still the kendo that you have opened up. Perhaps, you have practiced the wise way of the sword, which is someone else's path, which can be used for reference, but not completely imitated. We are in the same vein, for sword cultivation, and different from ordinary sword cultivation, since childhood, we have to practice our own sword, understand many sword spectrums, form our own sword, feed our own sword moves, and form our own way. ”

"The qualifications are outrageous, my way is calm, ten thousand calm, Mount Tai collapsed in front and the color remains the same, it is called the golden mean, always maintain a normal heart, the heart does not move, I do not move, the heart moves, the body and mind are one. Cultivating to a certain level is the way of time, the way of immortality. “

Zhang Zhitian opened his eyes, his eyes were full of fierceness, and his mind still echoed the tragic death of Shangguan Qingye, the screams of Flowing Colors, and Mu Qingcheng's unwillingness.

Zhang Zhitian said: "I can't break my eyes this day, and this earth can't bury my body and tear apart all the enemies that stand in my way." ”

Qing Yifeng's eyes were full of appreciation, and he couldn't help but secretly say: "Not bad, not bad." He said loudly: "Cultivate your own way, beware of being like a solid stone, moving forward without stopping, until you reach your goal." The path you cultivate should be destruction, the path of space. ”

Qing Yifeng walked to Zhang Zhitian's side very slowly, leaving very slowly, giving people the feeling of endless time, but it was only completed in an instant.

Qing Yifeng said lightly: "Although the righteous path is prosperous now, there is sunshine and shadows. What you have cultivated is the ancient art of sealing demons, and it is the general technique of sealing the heavens, and the ancients are also one of the three major immortal sects, but the inheritance is strict, and now it is declining, but the demons sealed in it are sealed from ancient times to the present, and once released, it will be a catastrophe. ”