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Bai Mei's laughter was crazy, but with a certain unspeakable irony, as if Li Qiushui's words were extremely naïve. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ.

At the door of Juxian Village, Li Qiushui showed an annoyed look on her face, she was not a generous person, otherwise she would not have turned her head to put on countless green hats for Wuyazi because she liked her sister.

At this time, Bai Mei's sarcastic laughter had already angered this woman, if it weren't for the fact that Wuyazi hadn't been found, I was afraid that Li Qiushui had already killed Ziqin with one sword.

It's just that he has never killed Ziqin with a sword, but he never intends to give Ziqin a good time.

As soon as the sword turned, Li Qiushui had already swung his sword and stabbed it towards Ziqin's arm.

This sword is extremely powerful.

Although Li Qiushui has not learned any swordsmanship, but when his martial arts reach their level, even a casual move is a rare and exquisite trick in the eyes of others.

It's just that at this time, Li Qiushui didn't notice that Zhang Yuan's eyes gradually became fierce with Bai Mei's words, and he looked at Ziqin's eyes as if he was looking at some miracle.

The long sword broke through the air and stabbed Ziqin's arm, however, something strange happened, the sword seemed to pass through the water, passing through Ziqin's arm, but it failed to cause the slightest damage to Ziqin.

"This, how is it possible."

Li Qiushui's mouth opened wide, looking like a ghost, but at the door of Juxian Village, a look flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes.

The sky, the gloomy weather gradually dissipated, Zhang Yuan slowly came to Ziqin's side, his eyes were a little dazed, as if he was about to touch some peerless treasure, but he was worried that everything was just a flash in the pan.

"There is no self, no one, no beings."

Zhang Yuan opened his mouth and slowly said a Zen phrase that seemed to be a Buddhist family, and Li Qiushui's frightened eyes finally flashed a slight dazedness, and she seemed to have thought of something.

"My appearance is the appearance of people, and it is the appearance of all beings."

Li Qiushui said slowly, the blankness in her eyes disappeared, but the shock became even more intense, she looked at Ziqin, but it seemed that she was looking at a monster.

"That legend is true."

Finally, Li Qiushui couldn't help but reach out to cover his mouth and exclaimed.

"The legend is naturally true, this world is true, but it is false, when Taishang Laojun went to the southwest, but there was a dispute with the Buddha, and finally Laojun narrowly won half a move, but the Buddha accidentally broke the three thousand worlds, which is the three thousand worlds that the later generations of Buddhists said."

The figure of Bai Mei finally appeared at the door of Juxian Village, his eyes were full of deep tiredness, but he held a virtual red shadow in his hand, the shadow kept struggling, shooting out two white rays of light from time to time, but it was as sharp as a sword.

"Purple Qi Sword Bone, you really found a Purple Qi Sword Bone."

Zhang Yuan's gaze swept over the object in Bai Mei's hand, and he couldn't help sighing, but then looked at Ziqin who was standing there without moving.

"It's a pity, it seems a little late, but he has already entered that realm, and I don't know if he will really meet the demon god guarding the pass like the legend."

Zhang Yuan's voice carried a hint of embarrassment, legend, they are already legends themselves, but who knows that the real legends have been cut off since ancient times.

After the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there is no legend in this world, and the hundred schools of thought are just the last prosperity of this Kyushu.

Ancient martial arts, a hundred schools of thought, that is the ultimate existence of human martial arts, in ancient times, fierce beasts were rampant, but hundreds of races competed, but no race could compete with humans.

Many later scholars believed that the reason why human beings were able to win was by luck and brain, but no one knew that the reason why human beings won was by force.

In ancient times, the strength of the golden generation of human beings was far from being imagined by later generations.

It's just that after ancient times, the bridge between heaven and earth broke, and human beings slowly began to weaken, until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when hundreds of schools of thought contended, and peerless geniuses reappeared among human beings.

Lear, Shakyamuni, Confucius and other saints were born together.

It was also at that time that the theory of the world was proposed, but it was said that the world is ten thousand, not limited to one space, such as Zhuang Zhou's dream butterfly, which is the art of the connection between the two worlds.

It was also at that time that the Dengxian Gate was first passed out by the martial arts, however, no one knew where the Xianmen was, and if the world wanted to search for it, the only way was to shatter the void.

"The void has its own guardians, but he may not be defeated, haven't you felt anything in him?"

Bai Mei's expression was extremely calm, but he looked at Zhang Yuan a little strangely, the latter was stunned suddenly, but looked at Ziqin again, and his eyes immediately began to change.

"No wonder, no wonder you took him as an apprentice, it turns out that the speculation of those passages is wrong."

Zhang Yuan exclaimed again and again, but Li Qiushui next to him didn't see anything, so he had no choice but to look at Zhang Yuan.

"Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou."

Feeling Li Qiushui's eyes asking for help, Zhang Yuan slowly spit out eight words.

In just eight words, Li Qiushui's face has changed dramatically.

"Impossible, he, he is the ancestor of Zhuangzi."

Li Qiushui's eyes looked at Ziqin at this time as if he was looking at ancient fossils, Zhuang Zhou was originally the most famous figure in Taoism after Li Er, and to put it mildly, if there are only two recognized immortals in Taoism, it must be Li Er and Zhuang Zhou.

Because of this, Li Qiushui felt that Ziqin was Zhuang Zhou.

"No, he is not Zhuangzi Grandmaster, strictly speaking, he should be a disciple of Zhuang Zhou's Ancestor, or in other words, he should be the carrier of Zhuang Zhou's Ancestor Dream Butterfly Technique.

Bai Mei slowly spoke, "The Three Thousand Worlds are not so easy to break, even if Master Zhuang Zhou wants to come, it is impossible to break easily, in fact, since the pre-Qin Dynasty, how many Taoist friends have been broken away, obviously, not much, so in the mind of this kid, it is a road to the immortal gate left by Master Zhuang Zhou for future generations." ”

Bai Mei's tone was flat, but Li Qiushui's hand was suddenly clenched.

Dengxian Gate, only three words, but anyone who knows a little bit about the hundred schools of thought and Buddhism will never be indifferent, but anyone who has a little understanding of the ancient times will definitely be moved.

"Can he do it?"

Even Li Qiushui couldn't help but ask this question at this time, but what responded to her was Bai Mei and Zhang Yuan's helpless wry smile, no one knows about this, except for Ziqin himself.

At this time, Ziqin was already in another world.

This thing is a gray world, he doesn't know how he got here, but standing in this place, Ziqin can feel a similar feeling when he thought he was in a broken realm in the rain and clouds.

He stretched out his hand, slowly opened it, and suddenly couldn't help but gasp.

This place is the crossroads of the world.

At the waist, Long Yuan was still hanging there, Ziqin did not hesitate to draw out the sword, the sword body was bright, Ziqin looked at the figure reflected in the bright sword, and suddenly couldn't help but burst into tears.

The person reflected on it seemed to be in his twenties, less than thirty years old, with short hair, an extremely ordinary face, and a pair of small eyes, which seemed to be full of tiredness.

This face has been seen by Ziqin for more than 20 years, but this is not the face of his first life.

"Go home."

Tears rolled down his cheeks, Ziqin fell to his knees weakly, and he almost muttered two words to himself.

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