Chapter 270: See Daohua Again
Zhang Hao probed and exclaimed: "Yes, origin, yin and yang, chaos, the three major inheritances. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"
With a wave of Changhe Ancestor's hand, the illusion in front of the three people had disappeared.
"There is the Tianhe Palace, it is a cultivation place that several great Tianzuns of the sect joined hands to pinch the extraterritorial true source and refine it, one day outside, ten days in the Tianhe Palace, it is the treasure of time."
"The big hole is true, the mixed yuan is decided in one go, and the heart is clear!"
This is the three true scriptures of the Guanghua Sect, even if it is a thousand-year-old ancestor in the sect, he can only choose one, and it requires a large amount of good deeds to redeem, in order not to distract the disciples in the sect, and he can go down single-mindedly.
The corner of the Longevity Ancestor's mouth hung up and he said, "Not bad." ”
Zhang Hao pointed a little finger, and three pieces of jade slips appeared in the hands of the Changhe Ancestor, the same top-notch scriptures, pointing directly to the Great Dao, the cultivable seed realm.
"Then please rest for the time being."
The ancestor of Changhe gave the two of them the method to break the ban, and arranged a position like Keqing, where they could enter and exit the sect at will, and watch all kinds of exercises at will.
The three new exercises of the Changhe Ancestor couldn't wait to go into retreat.
At the moment of life and death, I don't want to waste a second of my time.
The Longevity Ancestor stayed directly in the Tianhe Palace, ready to use the Mixed Yuan to deduce his own Great Dao Flower in one go.
Along the way, he saw too many people giving birth to their own Great Dao flowers, as if a monk should be like this, but he didn't cultivate, if he couldn't cultivate this time, he really planned to stay here and retreat for tens of thousands of years.
Zhang Hao sat in the scripture pavilion and read the book, to such an ancient sect, the scriptures are ten thousand volumes, even if the divine mind is strong, it will take two days to read them all.
Wei Kuan is the first core disciple of Guanghua Sect, he entered the realm of wind and fire thirty years ago, and he also has a resounding name in the thirty-six sects, and the sect master was rejected by him several times back then.
His way is the way of the sword, and he is indomitable, but there is no sword path in the sect that can go to the supreme, and there are other sects, but how can such a precious sword inheritance be passed on.
When he learned that a Venerable Lord was a guest of the sect, he immediately waited respectfully at the door of the library pavilion.
Zhang Hao looked at the monk who suggested in front of him, and also raised a trace of interest, the cultivation method of Kunlun Holy Land is completely different from that of Kyushu, and the pure ancient method is taken, and the cultivation method of the Liuli Great World can be said to inherit this cultivation method, but there are many cultivation methods that take shortcuts.
If you really want to talk about it, the cultivation method here in the Kunlun Holy Land is like penance, one step at a time, each realm needs to be able to keep up with its own state of mind in order to break through, and there are not only thunder tribulations, but also three calamities and three tribulations, heaven and man and five decays.
Therefore, the strength of the monks in this world is terrifying, and many people have been able to condense a flower of the Great Dao when they are in the Vientiane Realm.
Fingering?
Wei Kuan raised his own question, in terms of swordsmanship, he was even more terrifying than the old monster of the Thousand Swords Sect, one sword turned into thousands, and ten thousand swords were one.
At the same time, the three Dao flowers behind him all bloomed, permeating with an aura of simplicity, grandeur, sharpness, vastness, coldness, scorching heat, etc., each breath was a monstrous sword intent.
The first Dao flower, the sword intent inside, the sword of life and death, was conceived with a sword qi. He knew that this was a kind of swordsmanship, cultivating into a sword fetus, and slowly becoming a Dao flower, it needed to go through layers of life and death tests, and finally it could be condensed, with Wei Kuan's first Dao flower, cultivation was the sword intent of life and death, which showed that the heart was tenacious, and it was never shaken between life and death.
The second Dao flower, inside is a sword that opens the sky, and the ten thousand Dao sword intent in it is fused together, which can open the sky and split the earth, even if the Supreme is in front of him, it can be killed.
If this sword is cut out, the half-step supreme will also be hated.
The third flower is the road to the future, a sword flower blooms, all things come back, and vitality is born in destruction.
The horizontal sword in Wei Kuan's hand, the entire void was shrouded in his sword intent, and his eyes were indifferent, as indifferent as heaven and earth.
Many of the core disciples and elders who were about to see Zhang Hao were secretly shocked when they saw this scene, and many of them directly collapsed, and at the same time, the difference between the core disciples was so big.
Sect Master Zuo Yi nodded secretly, this step of the sword heart shrouded has already generated a small world, it has exceeded himself too much, it seems that it is time to hand over the position, these years the sect has been riddled with mundane things, delaying the avenue, although the position is high and powerful, but as a great monk, how can he indulge in it.
Wei Kuan was even more frightened, he had challenged the Lord several times, all as if facing heaven and earth, but now that the person was in front of him, he couldn't sense it at all, and he didn't even know how to hit Nari, the most terrifying thing was his sword heart, as if there was an instinctive fear.
The sword heart is the Dao heart, and he is not afraid of death, how can he be afraid.
Zhang Hao realized the flower of the Great Dao on Wei Kuan's body, and he also had an epiphany, although he did not cultivate the sword, but the exercises he used to sharpen the foundation of the Dao Heart back then were the sword grinding stones of the sword cultivation school, and in an instant, he seemed to have cultivated for thousands of years, and one after another sword intent appeared in his body.
The monks of this world, every time they reach a realm, they will raise the corresponding exercises to the corresponding realm, some are one or two, some are three or four, and through the improvement of the exercises, they can peek into a glimmer of opportunity in the future realm.
Sword cultivation is brave and diligent, all the way up the mountain, this Wei Kuan has accumulated enough, half a step supreme, but he can no longer step out.
"Can you kill yourself?"
Wei Kuan's sword paused, this was the first time in three thousand years that the sword in his hand paused.
"You've got to kill yourself!"
It was like a sledgehammer slamming into his body.
He cultivated the sword at the age of six, killed the enemy in three years, formed the sword heart in five years, the law phase in ten years, passed the Xuan in thirty years, generated the first Dao flower in one hundred years, and completed the soul in three hundred years, and now in a thousand years, three Dao flowers float on his head.
"Can you kill yourself?"
He once destroyed the secret realm with a sword, comprehended the way of destroying the sword, was admired by thousands of people, and was the first person in the core of the sect.
"Can you kill yourself?"
He was the leader of the 36 major competitions, and he once broke the thunder tribulation with a sword, and he did not fall into the catastrophe.
"Can you kill yourself?"
The sword qi on Wei Kuan's body was chaotic, although he was still under control, but the people around him could see that his sword heart was in chaos, the realm of the light fell and collapsed, and the heavy one went mad and died.
While everyone was worried, the eyes that looked at Zhang Hao became unkind, and this person's words would abolish the cultivation of the senior brother. If it weren't for the fact that this person was the lord, the long sword in their hands would have flown out long ago.
The ancestor of Changhe sat in the secret room and smiled, and his mind was not on it.
Zuo Yi thought about it, and also asked himself, the long sword is slashing the sky and the earth in his hand, but he can kill himself?
There were also a few sword cultivators in the crowd who had touched the Wind and Fire Realm, and they were also asking themselves, but they could kill themselves.
A Venerable would definitely not ask questions for no reason, this is the opportunity of the senior brother, and it is also the opportunity of our sword cultivator.
Zhang Hao ignored the sect people and went to the Tianhe Hall in one step.
Half a year later, the layers of sword light wrapped around Wei Kuan's body suddenly disappeared, and the edge on his body disappeared in an instant, Wei Kuan was still Wei Kuan, but he lost the breath of a strong man, just like ordinary people, the sword intent disappeared cleanly, and even the breath of a monk was gone.
"Senior Brother......
"Senior Brother Wei, why are you ......?"
"Senior Brother Wei can't be that his Dao heart is damaged and he goes mad."
"Not only is there no sword intent, but even cultivation is gone, it can't be that you really want to commit suicide, right?"
Wei Kuan laughed a few times, turned around, and respectfully hugged his fists in the direction of Tianhe Hall and bowed half a disciple.
In the Tianhe Palace, Zhang Hao's eyelids raised slightly.
This sword slashed out, and the road to heaven was opened.
The so-called slashing has been a sword, what is slashed is the dust of the original gods, what is slashed is the cause and effect of one's own past, and what is slashed is ...... Sword!
This sword is cut out, and it is the truth!
If Wei Kuan tells others that he is cutting the dust of the Yuanshen, the glory of the past, and the cause and effect of the past, it is tantamount to misleading others, and only he knows how to cut this sword.
After this sword was cut out, I felt relaxed in my heart, as if I had gone to a layer of wrapping, just like when I had just comprehended the sword heart, the world in front of me became more cold and clear, and after I went back, I could prepare to cross the tribulation and impact the Supreme Realm.
Zhang Hao sat on a dust spot in the Tianhe Palace, the big hole of the true scriptures, mixed with the elements, and the clear mind.
……
Five days later, Zhang Hao stood up, although this Tianhe Hall was built by the power of the Tianzun Realm back then, but in his eyes, it was clear at a glance that there was no secret.
He took a deep breath, fortunately, this Kunlun Secret Realm was almost completely destroyed, and there were layers of thunder sea and time and space apart, otherwise the foundations of the two worlds would be impacted.
The cultivation of the monks here is closer to the Great Dao, and the exercises are directed at the heart.
The monks of Kyushu and the Great World of Liuli, most of the exercises are for fighting, and even many of the exercises are sharpening themselves.
And the monks of the small world of Kunlun, from the beginning of their cultivation is for the avenue, for the sake of eternal life, such as the Li Wang Sutra can only be regarded as the middle and lower in the small world of Kunlun, and the thirty-six sects of exercises like the ancient scriptures of the gods have a lot, and it is absolutely appalling to spread out.
The Longevity Ancestor is the last Seed Realm in the Supreme Three Realms, but it has not condensed the Flower of the Great Dao, but after all, it is an old monster that has lived for tens of thousands of years, and it has accumulated enough on its own, and the path is single-minded, and there are Fusang Tree, Great Yan Fruit Tree, Dragon Blood Fruit and other ancient divine roots on his body, and the difference is only a kick in the door.
The first Dao flower opened instantly, but it blossomed and bore fruit in a dozen breaths, and the fruit was a green cloud of mist, which was extremely mysterious.
Breath of Life!
As soon as the fruit of the longevity of the old man came out, the whole person's appearance immediately changed from the old man to the appearance of a middle-aged man, with a simple and honest appearance, and a kind smile on the corner of his mouth.
The qi of longevity is my foundation, and I have been pursuing the outer path all along, but in fact, I am looking in the wrong direction.
In the blink of an eye......
The second Dao flower bloomed, and then the Dao Fruit was born inside, and above it was a piece of divine land, an independent small world.
My Word is not eternal life, but so that the spiritual root will not be extinguished.
Fusang Branch, Dragon's Blood Fruit, Tianxing Grass, Dengtianzhi, Seven Leaf Tolan......
One by one, he let go of his control, giving them freedom and sufficient aura, as if a teacher had passed on the method of cultivation to them.
One by one, the spiritual roots are swaying, as if they are making a joyful sound, and they are giving a disciple salute to longevity!