Chapter 212 This Chinese music, don't think about it! (1st Update)

The life grid fused together, and the young phoenix was changing, turning into a nine-day phoenix, making a chirping sound. A stream of mana is instilled, the origin is transforming, the mana is refined and sublimated, and vaguely, a trace of fire is touched, and there is a possibility of surviving the fire.

There are three calamities for the earth immortals, and nine tribulations for the heavenly immortals.

The three calamities, for the earth immortals, are almost mortal calamities.

If you can get through, the mana will be purified, the primordial spirit will be transformed, and your life will be extended by a thousand years; But if it can't be crossed, it will be burned and turned to ashes.

In the difficulty of the three disasters, the master could not help, so he could only rely on himself.

has just achieved the earth immortal, and the three calamities are still far away, but at this moment, Yin Lihua has a slight possibility of surviving.

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In the void, a hundred flowers cave sky.

The Hundred Flowers Heavenly Immortal was contemplating the Great Dao, and suddenly felt a trace of mystery, and waved his hand to take out the token.

There is a young phoenix on the token, and at this moment the young phoenix makes a crisp sound, growing up, turning into a nine-day phoenix, as if it is about to soar for nine days.

"The phoenix's life is transforming, that girl is so good!"

Baihua Tianxian said with a smile: "The young phoenix comes out of the nest, and the calamities continue, and if you are not careful, it will fall on the slope of the phoenix." Now, someone bears the calamity for him, but he is spared the calamity! ”

There are calamities in cultivating immortals, there are calamities in heaven, and there are calamities in people.

The three calamities of the earth immortals, the nine tribulations of the heavenly immortals, this is just a heavenly tribulation.

Human tribulation, there are red dust tribulation, family calamity, power calamity, jealousy calamity, resentment calamity, heart demon calamity, etc., living in the world, contacting all kinds of right and wrong, and experiencing all kinds of calamities. No one can refuse to be doomed, as if they can't refuse to grow.

For example, some monks, in order to survive the red dust tribulation, choose to kill their wives and relatives to preach the Tao, so as not to interfere with their state of mind, so as not to hinder the path of immortals. But killing, how is it not a sign of weakness, because you are weak, you have to use killing to cover up your weakness.

When the calamity comes, the demons of the past will expand infinitely, turn into calamity, and devour them endlessly.

Therefore, to this day, it is rare to kill relatives and testify to the Tao.

Many monks mostly go with the flow, and the so-called love is also going with the flow.

Earth immortals live for a thousand years, heavenly immortals live for a thousand years, and mortals are only a hundred years, when mortals' mothers, wives, sons, etc., all die at the moment, it is natural to cut love, there is no need to be so bloody and ruthless.

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At night, the first emperor looked out the window, vaguely uneasy.

His shallow roots are his biggest weakness.

His throne was elected, not contested.

The Taizu of the past dynasties, that is not a hundred battles, fighting hard, and someone is elected.

"The daughter of the Zhao family is a phoenix, but after all, the background is limited, and the phoenix qi is insufficient!"

The First Emperor sighed.

After entering the Martial Emperor, the cultivation speed is decreasing, absorbing the phoenix qi, but it can speed up, but the phoenix qi woman is rare after all.

Emperor Wu is not inferior to the earth immortals in terms of combat effectiveness, but after all, he is a mortal, and his lifespan is only a hundred years, and he cannot live forever.

He is unwilling, he wants to become a martial god, live for five thousand years, and create a generation of immortal dynasties.

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When she woke up the next day and looked at the beauties around her, Liu Xiu suddenly felt like a dream, and they were still together.

That year, he was sixteen years old, and Yin Lihua was six years old;

When they got married, he was twenty-nine years old and Yin Lihua was nineteen years old.

At the moment last night, Yin Lihua still called him big brother, treating him as a girlhood, the big brother; For Yin Lihua, he likes it very much, but there is a faint trace of guilt.

In the battle, Xiang Yu captured Liu Bang's old father, wife and others, Xiang Yu wanted to force Liu Bang to surrender, saying that if he didn't surrender, he would cook your family; But Liu Bang said, please give me a bowl of soup.

If Yin Lihua was held hostage, he could only say, give me a bowl of soup.

When she opened her eyes, Yin Lihua's eyes flashed with affection: "Big brother, you're awake!" ”

"Big brother, I was so happy last night...... originally thought that the eldest brother was a mortal, but if it was a hundred years later, it would inevitably be separated by yin and yang. But the eldest brother actually cultivated the Fa, and he was already a heavenly master, with a lifespan of 500 years; If it is an earth immortal, the longevity is a thousand years! ”

"Not only to be a lifetime couple, but also to be a thousand-year-old couple!"

Yin Lihua said, her heart full of joy.

Martial arts cultivation can see the strength and weakness through changes in physique, qi and blood, etc.; But the Tao is hidden in the sea of knowledge, hidden in the primordial spirit, if it is not revealed, it is difficult to see its essence at all.

At the moment of getting along, Yin Lihua saw that the eldest brother was already a martial saint cultivator, but she didn't see that it was a heavenly master cultivator.

Only last night, when they blended together, did they peek into the details of the big brother.

After peeking, there is endless joy.

The combat effectiveness of the Martial Saint and the Heavenly Master is similar, the lifespan of the Martial Saint is only a hundred years, and he is still a mortal; But when it comes to the Heavenly Master, it has a lifespan of 500 years. The Martial Saint is a mortal, and the Celestial Master is an immortal.

Emperor Wu and Earth Immortal have similar combat strength, Emperor Wu has a lifespan of less than a hundred years, and he is still a mortal; But when it comes to the earth immortals, it has a lifespan of thousands of years. Emperor Wu is a mortal, and the earth immortal is an immortal.

It is easy to achieve the Martial Saint Martial Emperor; can become a heavenly master and an immortal, but it is very difficult

A hundred years is one.

originally thought that they could only be husband and wife for one lifetime; I never thought that I could be a husband and wife for the fifth and tenth generations.

The two got dressed and got up, Yin Lihua became a woman overnight, bidding farewell to girlhood, the original black hair on the back of the head was pulled up at will with a white hosta, casual and light, but now she coiled her head and temples, and her hair bun overlapped, turning into a woman's dress, wearing a light green gown, her skin was as white as jade, her neck, her eyes were dark and shiny, like black lacquer, which set off her beauty and moving heart.

There is not much dressing, but it looks fresh and natural, pure and exciting.

Under the gaze of the eldest brother, he dressed shyly and happily, tightened and fluttered out of the room.

There was a maid again, who brought food.

After breakfast, I went to see my sister-in-law, and then went back to my parents' house to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law.

The world has become idle, there is no official position, there is no war, the two are tired of being together, enjoying the beauty of love, playing the piano during the day, talking about the past; At night, enjoy yourself on the bed.

Suddenly, there was a sense of joy.

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Liu's Mansion, in the back garden.

In the back garden, a song of Xun music sounded leisurely, and the faint Xun sound carried a sense of heaviness, with the power to penetrate the soul, and the power to make people intoxicated.

Xun's timbre is already low and rich, revealing a little desolation, and it is full of the heaviness of the world.

Music has eight sounds, and people have eight virtues.

Eight sounds, gold, stone, earth, leather, silk, bamboo, skull, wood.

Among the eight tones, Xun monopolizes the earth sound, is five tones, tunes six rhythms, rigidity and softness must be in the middle, and the light is lost. As early as the Yin Shang period, it was a major musical instrument, and its sound was simple, rich, low, vicissitudes, mysterious, and mournful.

Blowing Xun, Liu Xiu's heart fluctuated, thinking back to the years when King Wu was defeated.

Next to it, there was a young girl, dressed in a turquoise gauze skirt, with a jade belt tied around her waist, sitting there, like a fairy in the moon, with her shoulders slashed, her waist like a plain, her neck stretched, and her eyes flashed with obsession.

The Xunyin tune became lower and lower, and gradually faded, and Liu Xiu finished playing and sighed softly.

Yin Lihua said: "Big brother, it's so good, but I have something on my mind!" ”

"Lihua, I'm going into retreat!"

Liu Xiu said, "The short is three or five days, and the less is a month!" ”

Tomorrow is the time for the summoning of the main temple, and some should be arranged.