Zhongzhou.

In the lonely deep mountains, a Taoist temple is located halfway up the mountain.

This temple doesn't look very big, and it doesn't seem to have much incense, but both the temple and the door plaque are cleaned and clean, and there are no dust, and there are three big characters on the door plaque of the main entrance.

Xuantian Temple.

Located in the backyard of the deepest part of the Taoist temple, on the bank of an ancient pine, a middle-aged Taoist dressed in a simple Taoist robe, the whole person sat on the edge of a small branch extending from the ancient pine.

A wisp of breeze blew by, causing the ancient pine to sway slightly, and the branches and leaves swayed, and the middle-aged Taoist also swayed slightly with the ancient pine, and the whole person was like a leaf feather, like an invisible thing.

This kind of lightweight posture, if the state of blending heaven and earth, is beyond the reach of ordinary martial artists, even if some grandmasters exist, it is difficult to be as natural and traceless as this, and even a trace of Yuan Gang's ripples cannot be detected.

What is the name of the Taoist, there are not many people in this world who know it, but if his name is said, it is to look at the world, to the remote place in the cold north, there are still countless people like thunder.

Xuantian Dao Lord!

The martial arts realm of the unity of heaven and man, one of the few people who stand at the top of the martial arts in the world!

It is rumored that he was originally a disciple of the Daxuan royal family, and later heard that he entered the Tao, gave up his identity and practiced, walked the world, and finally understood the yin and yang of heaven and earth, until he became one of the strongest martial arts in the world.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

Just as the breeze was blowing and the figure of the Taoist was swaying with Gu Song, suddenly a voice came.

The Xuantian Daoist slowly opened his eyes, looked out of the courtyard, and saw an old Taoist priest in shabby clothes and unkempt who was grinning, and walked in from outside the courtyard with a smile, and sat down at the stone table next to him.

"What happened to you on this trip?"

The Xuantian Daoist didn't care about the old Taoist's casualness, the whole person was still swaying up and down with the pine branches, and asked him in a very ordinary tone.

The old Taoist priest smiled, grabbed the teapot on the stone table, poured out a wisp of cold tea directly from the spout, and poured it out, and then said: "If you say this time, I'm afraid that even you, senior brother, will be surprised!" ”

"Oh?"

The Xuantian Dao Lord's gaze was still flat.

In fact, there are many people in the world who pursue this way, such as the Xuanji Pavilion in Hanbei, the Heavenly Mandate Building in Zhongzhou, etc., all of which are based on this, but the only difference between his junior and his younger brother is that he only watches and does not interfere, only peeps at the number of days and does nothing.

Heaven is ruthless, Heaven is inactive, after peeking at the number of days, whether it is trying to reverse the number of lives, or trying to conform to the time of the day, there is a trace of 'human desire', the more you go, the farther away, only the view of inaction, close to the heavenly principle, this is the way of his junior brother.

At this level and height, there is no right or wrong path, and they are all different paths.

Although his junior brother is much worse than him in terms of martial arts strength, he is not inferior to him when it comes to some concepts and perceptions of heaven and earth.

"Eleven states in the cold north, a bitter cold land."

The old Taoist priest put down the teapot in his hand, grinned and sighed: "There have not been a few capable characters in the past thousand years, and that heavenly sword, as well as the heavenly sword hundreds of years ago, is slightly closer to the true appearance of heaven and earth." ”

The Xuantian Daoist Master quietly listened to the old Taoist priest's narration, and did not interject, only stretched out his hand and waved lightly at this time.

Quietly.

But seeing that on the stone table, the teapot that was put down by the old Taoist priest was already empty, and suddenly there was a wisp of black and white ghostly light, and the tea in the pot gurgled again, from thick to light, from cold to hot.

If there is a character at the level of a grandmaster here, he will inevitably be shocked when he sees this scene, because this is not manipulating the artistic conception of Kanshui from the fire to rebrew a pot of tea, but using the rotation of yin and yang, reversing the changes in heaven and earth that occurred in the teapot, and restoring it to the state of brewing a new pot of tea I don't know how long ago.

This kind of thing can be done by Xia Yu'e, who has mastered the Yin and Yang realm, but he can't do it like the Xuantian Dao Master, whose understanding and comprehension of the rotation of Yin and Yang and the changes in heaven and earth have reached an unfathomable level.

This hand can be described as a real 'skill close to the Tao'!

Mutter.

The teapot tilted slightly, and a wisp of tea poured out of the spout, falling into the teacup next to it, and then as the Xuantian Dao Lord stretched out his hand to make a false move, the teacup fell into his hand, and he picked it up and took a sip.

Even if he is an old Taoist priest who knows the ability and realm of the Xuantian Dao Master, he can't help but be slightly stunned when he witnesses this scene at this time, and said: "Senior Brother's Yin and Yang rotation is becoming more and more subtle, I can hardly see the traces, could it be that I have touched the way of time?" ”

"It's still a fog to see the flowers, and the moon is fished out of the well."

The Xuantian Dao Lord shook his head slightly.

All the martial arts masters who have reached the realm of heaven and man have basically cultivated the martial arts of the world to the extreme, reaching a point where there is no way forward, and if they want to move forward, they have no direction, they have to rely on themselves to try to explore.

Some people explore the method of martial arts quenching, some people explore the art of internalizing heaven and earth, and he Xuantian Dao Master, trying to understand the way, is to rotate yin and yang, to peep into the passage of time, he believes that the eight phases of Qiankun do not include everything in heaven and earth, and the years are not in the eight phases of Qiankun, but they exist between heaven and earth, so there must be the existence of the Tao of years.

Moreover.

Its level must be above all other heaven and earth intrinses.

He had a hunch in his darkness that if he could use the rotation of yin and yang as a guide, touch the true way of time, and master that power, then maybe he would be able to transcend the third step of the artistic conception and reach the level above heaven and man!

Although he has been enlightened for decades, he is still in the fog and it is difficult to make progress, but everyone has a different path, he only firmly believes that the way he is walking is the right way, to the point where he no longer has the concept of so-called 'self-confidence', the will of martial arts has long been as unshakable as a mountain, and like a mirror to stop water, not confused.

"The higher the level, the higher the layer, the difference is often the world...... Since ancient times, there must have been countless people who have pursued the way of time, but there have never been classics in circulation. ”

The old Taoist priest sighed.

Arriving at the end of the martial arts, entering the existence of the heavenly and human level, or wanting to explore the ninth realm of the quenching method, or wanting to explore the fourth step of the artistic conception, but no one has been able to achieve it so far, some people may have been enlightened for half a lifetime, and it seems to be very close, just like his senior brother Xuantian Dao Master, it seems that they are only one step away, but this step is likely to be an insurmountable moat.

Above the heavens and men, it may be like a mirage, and if you take a few steps further, you still feel that there is only one step away, infinitely close but never close, this is also the final destination of all martial artists after the birth of the blood exchange realm and the heavenly and human level.

moreover

The old Taoist priest knew that the path that the Xuantian Dao Master had tried was probably much more difficult than those who tried to explore the ninth realm of the body quenching method, after all, the artistic conception was more ethereal than the martial body.

It's like if there is no clear guidance from the classics, if you want to understand the artistic conception by yourself alone, and know how to go this step, two or three steps, it is almost impossible.

"You haven't said what you've encountered."

The Xuantian Daoist took a sip of tea, looked at the old Taoist, and spoke in a calm tone.

The old Taoist priest smiled, put aside the chaotic thoughts, and said: "Just now I said that the cold north is barren, and there have been two remarkable characters for thousands of years, but this time there is another extraordinary guy. ”

"The thirty-three-year-old Qiankun Grandmaster, he has already realized the Qiankun realm when he first entered the marrow washing realm, and even Yu Wenhao's old miscellaneous demon was repelled by him, in my opinion, his foundation is strong, I'm afraid it is even better than Ji Hao!"

Speaking of which.

The old Taoist priest narrowed his eyes again and said: "When he has not yet entered the realm of the five internal organs, I happened to see him once, and the number of days on him is very strange, and it is the most ordinary life, although it is similar to other people with indefinite lives, but it is a little different in nature, more like an established life, but for some reason there has been a great deviation. ”

"It's a pity that the kid didn't want me to divinate his fate at the time, otherwise I should have been able to see it more clearly."

The way he walks, the insight into the number of days of the Mandate of Heaven, is clearer than that of the Xuanji Pavilion, but there is also a layer of constraints, that is, he can't interfere with the normal operation of the days, not even the slightest interference, even if it is a trivial matter like divination, it must be completely voluntary by the other party, and it can't be forced by him, otherwise the things that come out of divination are also in the opposite direction, completely confused.

"Oh?"

The Xuantian Dao Lord slowly put down the tea cup in his hand and said, "Is there such a thing?" ”

Thirty-three-year-old Qiankun Grandmaster,

Able to repel Yu Wenhao,

The foundation is better than Ji Hao back then,

Truly...... Not bad.

A slight glimmer flashed in the Xuantian Dao Lord's eyes, but he quickly fell silent again, and then closed his eyes again.

Seeing that the Xuantian Daoist Master's reaction was mediocre, the old Taoist priest suddenly showed a bored look and said, "Senior brother, you are still so boring, the thirty-three-year-old Qiankun Grandmaster, no matter how you say it, is unprecedented." ”

"Oh."

The Xuantian Dao Lord responded flatly: "When he enters the blood exchange, you can tell me again." ”

If you don't exchange blood, you will be an ant after all, this sentence may not be right for Chen Mu, after all, it is considered some ability to repel Yuwen Hao, but for him, the only things that can meet his eyes are those who are also at the level of heaven and man.

Even.

It has to be the one closest to the end of the martial arts, those few people, others such as Yuan Hong, the king of Zhenbei, and the like, he doesn't care a lot, and he is not interested in interfering in any troubled times, what he is looking for is only deeper in the clouds.

Chen Mucai entered the marrow washing realm, the journey has just begun, at least he has to wait until he enters the blood exchange realm, so that he can barely come to him, and can discuss the way of the world with him, before that, he is a demon, and his talent is peerless, and there is nothing.

to his realm.

I don't care about any talent, understanding, because he is already standing at the end of the martial arts, and only when he really walks to where he is can he be regarded as being able to meet his eyes, and if he doesn't get to this point, he just hasn't arrived.

"It's boring."

The old Taoist priest looked at the appearance of the Xuantian Dao Master, and couldn't help but shake his head proudly, but soon he said again, "But those people in the imperial court, I'm afraid they're going to blow up, I have to see their reactions." ”

Speaking of which,

He didn't say hello either, and the whole person disappeared into the courtyard with a bang.

Only the Xuantian Dao Lord was still closed, and after shaking his head slightly, he was still sitting on the edge of the pine branch, and with the slight swaying of the ancient pine, the silence in the simple courtyard also returned again.

……

Imperial.

A figure dressed in black silently swept through the eaves of the house until it reached the imperial court.

As soon as the whole person almost landed, several figures appeared nearby, all of them with an abyss, surrounding them in the center, all staring at him.

The man in black was silent, quietly releasing a wisp of his qi and internal breath, and then took out another talisman.

Swish.

Several figures nearby sensed the qi machine, and saw the order talisman, but they did not speak, and retreated silently, leaving only the black-clothed man to land on the inside of the palace wall, and then walked slowly towards the magnificent palace.

After bypassing the golden and majestic temple in the center, he came to a side hall in the rear.

Outside the side hall stood a number of chamberlains.

Seeing him near,

One of them greeted him.

The man in black saluted him, handed over the order, and reported in a low voice: "Duke Wei, report urgently from the cold north." ”

"Your Majesty has rested, you said that when Your Majesty wakes up, the He family will pass it on."

Wei He was dressed in a bright red robe of the chamberlain, with a kind face, and walked with a gentle step, but looking closely, it gave people an inexplicable feeling of palpitations, and at this time he spoke softly to the man in black.

Wei He.

The master of ceremonies is also the leader of the palace guard.

If the official position is actually only three grades, but its status cannot be measured by the official position, after the Emperor Xuan is sometimes crazy and sometimes sober, it is almost the only channel for Emperor Xuan to connect with the outside world.

It has been more than ten years since Emperor Xuan last appeared in the outside world, and in the last ten years, even the eight kings of Jin, Yan, and Chu, and even the concubines of the palace and the queen of the main palace have not seen Emperor Xuan, and only Wei He can face the monarch.

The man in black did not hesitate when he heard this, and immediately opened his mouth slightly, and his voice condensed into a strand of silk thread, which sounded in Wei He's ears.

“……”

After listening to the report of the man in black, Wei He's eyes gradually narrowed, and a terrifying aura invisibly rose on his body, making the man in black feel that his breath was stagnant, and his back was soaked with cold sweat in an instant.

But this breath came and went quickly, and in an instant it disappeared without a trace.

Wei He regained his kind demeanor, and said in a gentle tone: "Okay, the He family knows, and it will be presented to Your Majesty later, you can step back, continue to stare at the Hanbei side, and report anything to the He family at any time." ”

"Yes."

The man in black barely calmed his breath, bowed his head in response, and after saluting respectfully, he turned and retreated.

Wei He watched the man in black leave, then walked slowly to the side hall, lightly pushed open the temple door, walked into the side hall, and closed the hall door again, without making the slightest sound in the whole process.

He walked quietly along the green jade floor tiles, until he came to the quiet room on the side, where a figure in a yellow imperial robe was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, his half-black and half-white hair was scattered behind him, and his breath was extremely weak.

"Your Majesty, something happened in Hanbei."

Wei He spoke softly.

Voices resonated in the silence of the room.

However, the figure in the emperor's robe did not react, and still sat there quietly.

“……”

Seeing this, Wei He shook his head slightly.

He waited for a while, and after seeing no reaction, he slowly turned around and walked out of the hall, a chill flashing in his eyes.

……

A moment later.

Several figures came out of the imperial court, heading in all directions.

Some went to the Jin Palace, some went to the Yan Palace, and some went to the backyard of the imperial court, no one knew what they were going to, only that after they left the various important places, the Eight Princes' Mansion and the important places fell silent for a short time.

Finally.

Just one day later, a piece of news gradually spread throughout the imperial city and swept through Zhongzhou.

Eleven Prefectures in Hanbei, Seven Xuanzong of Yuzhou, Chen Mu, the master of Lingxuan Peak, was only thirty-three years old, broke through the entrance with the way of Qiankun, entered the marrow, beheaded the black bone marquis, defeated Jiang Changsheng, and repelled the heavenly demon Yuwen Hao...... Entered into the genealogy of the world's grandmasters!

After a lapse of thirty-seven years, Daxuan ranked first in the world's grandmaster genealogy, and the position changed hands, and Ji Xuanchu, the king of Jin, fell into the second place.

And Chen Mu, who is new to the grandmaster genealogy.

Ranked first!

(End of this chapter) is a remarkable character, but this time it is another extraordinary guy who has appeared. ”

If you don't exchange blood, you will be an ant after all, this sentence may not be right for Chen Mu, after all, it is considered some ability to repel Yuwen Hao, but for him, the only things that can meet his eyes are those who are also at the level of heaven and man.

Chen Mucai entered the marrow washing realm, the journey has just begun, at least he has to wait until he enters the blood exchange realm, so that he can barely come to him, and can discuss the way of the world with him, before that, he is a demon, and his talent is peerless, and there is nothing.

A slight glimmer flashed in the Xuantian Dao Lord's eyes, but he quickly fell silent again, and then closed his eyes again.

Seeing that the Xuantian Daoist Master's reaction was mediocre, the old Taoist priest suddenly showed a bored look and said, "Senior brother, you are still so boring, the thirty-three-year-old Qiankun Grandmaster, no matter how you say it, is unprecedented." ”

Xuantian Dao Lord!

"Oh?"

Voices resonated in the silence of the room.

One of them greeted him.

Swish.

Eleven Prefectures in Hanbei, Seven Xuanzong of Yuzhou, Chen Mu, the master of Lingxuan Peak, was only thirty-three years old, broke through the entrance with the way of Qiankun, entered the marrow, beheaded the black bone marquis, defeated Jiang Changsheng, and repelled the heavenly demon Yuwen Hao...... Entered into the genealogy of the world's grandmasters!

"Your Majesty, something happened in Hanbei."

Moreover.

He didn't say hello either, and the whole person disappeared into the courtyard with a bang.

I don't care about any talent, understanding, because he is already standing at the end of the martial arts, and only when he really walks to where he is can he be regarded as being able to meet his eyes, and if he doesn't get to this point, he just hasn't arrived.

……

Some people explore the method of martial arts quenching, some people explore the art of internalizing heaven and earth, and he Xuantian Dao Master, trying to understand the way, is to rotate yin and yang, to peep into the passage of time, he believes that the eight phases of Qiankun do not include everything in heaven and earth, and the years are not in the eight phases of Qiankun, but they exist between heaven and earth, so there must be the existence of the Tao of years.

Seeing him near,

"Your Majesty has rested, you said that when Your Majesty wakes up, the He family will pass it on."

All the martial arts masters who have reached the realm of heaven and man have basically cultivated the martial arts of the world to the extreme, reaching a point where there is no way forward, and if they want to move forward, they have no direction, they have to rely on themselves to try to explore.

"It's boring."

As soon as the whole person almost landed, several figures appeared nearby, all of them with an abyss, surrounding them in the center, all staring at him.

Outside the side hall stood a number of chamberlains.

"The thirty-three-year-old Qiankun Grandmaster, he has already realized the Qiankun realm when he first entered the marrow washing realm, and even Yu Wenhao's old miscellaneous demon was repelled by him, in my opinion, his foundation is strong, I'm afraid it is even better than Ji Hao!"

……

“……”

The Xuantian Daoist didn't care about the old Taoist's casualness, the whole person was still swaying up and down with the pine branches, and asked him in a very ordinary tone.

After a lapse of thirty-seven years, Daxuan ranked first in the world's grandmaster genealogy, and the position changed hands, and Ji Xuanchu, the king of Jin, fell into the second place.

And Chen Mu, who is new to the grandmaster genealogy.

Ranked first!

(End of chapter)