The waters near Qianlong Beach are now calm. I believe that without the dragon, the ferry will pass by in the future, and there is no need to bother. Of course, all of this is thanks to the old man, if he hadn't personally killed the dragon, even Zhuge Chen's life would have stayed here.

Before returning to the ferry, Zhuge Chen thought about the sword moves in his heart, and felt that he had some clues, and then he settled down.

And the old man who was about to go to sea just looked at the distance without squinting. In the final analysis, the saint realm is nothing more than a cage. How easy is it to break through the heavens? From ancient times to the present, there are only a few immortals in Liao Liao, and there are a few in every era, and if he wants to break through the realm, he knows that it is almost impossible.

What's more, in this world, the lack of luck is far less than the sky, and it is even more difficult.

"Senior, you just said that you went to sea in order to enter the realm of human immortals? Then why don't you go to the sky, at least you can make the situation of ten deaths and no life appear. For this old man who saved himself and taught him sword moves, Zhuge Chen had a good impression. Therefore, he is willing to ask something, otherwise he will be as light as water in white clothes. Except for the senior who was called by the number of courtesies, he didn't show any respect.

The old man was stunned for a moment, wondering why Zhuge Chen knew that there was no only one in the world here, and there was a blue sky above his head. But on second thought, it is not surprising that there are people with a higher realm than him who pay so much attention.

"Every man has his own destiny, whether it is this heaven or the heaven above his head. Those of us who have slain dragons from generation to generation are simple to become holy, so we will have endless longevity. But because of this, the way of death is also under the control of the Heavenly Dao. If you want to break your fate, there is only one way to go, and that is to become a human immortal. The old man's face was sad, and he thought back on all his life, and felt that it was much more boring than that of a mortal in the market. In his position, he was not allowed to have feelings. If the dragon in the world is not removed, he will not be at peace for a day. It is precisely because of this that he hates his identity so much. After all, not everyone thinks that the word saint represents chic and free.

Zhuge Chen could hear the helplessness in the old man's words, but he didn't know what to comfort. A thousand words, only gathered into one sentence: "I hope that my predecessors can break through the realm and succeed, become a saint, and create history!"

With that, he turned and departed, returning to the ferry.

After the Great War, it was time for recuperation. Although he was not seriously injured, he could face the dragon of the saint realm alone, and that sense of oppression could not stay in his state of mind for too long. Otherwise, it is very likely that he will leave a disaster, and his otherwise unhindered road ahead will be difficult. What's more, the old man's extremely clever sword move had to be imprinted in his mind as soon as possible.

That's why he went straight into the ferry's room without saying a word to anyone. Still, he could see the look of surprise in the eyes of the shipowner, and the well-concealed horror of the wealthy merchants. Of course, he knew that after he left, the rich merchants would definitely think that he was gone, and wanted to abandon him and flee quickly. The word human nature, after seeing it too much, it is not difficult to guess.

Sitting upright on the bed, Zhuge Chen looked at himself inwardly, ethereal and ethereal, and walked into his chest cultivation path. The dragon brought back from the dream country was crawling beside the river, not saying a word, just glancing at him. In fact, it knows exactly what is happening in the outside world, but it just doesn't bother to pay attention to it.

Although the dragon species in Qianlong Beach also has the word dragon in its name, it is too much worse than it. If it had been unfettered and able to kill, it would have gone to the outside world to make trouble.

The beautiful woman stood beside Zhuge Chen and bowed slightly. Then she stretched out her hand and put a splash of water taken from the river around her into Zhuge Chen's hand. Among the splashes, it was the figure of the old man who had just slashed the dragon with a sword. This is a magical move that only a cultivator who is also a saint can do. After all, it involves a means of intercepting the long river of time, and it is very important.

Zhuge Chen didn't expect the beautiful woman to be so thoughtful, and he was surprised and put the splash in his sleeve. He came to his own cultivation path just to be able to comprehend the Sword Intent of Annihilation. It may not be big, but at least it's much more useful than doing nothing. What's more, now that the long river of time is in hand, he has no worries.

"Childe, I know what you want to ask. The beautiful woman said, "I have prepared tea in the pavilion over there, so that we can play chess and chat." ”

Zhuge Chen said with a smile: "My stinky chess basket, forget it." It's okay to drink tea, but if you play chess, please be light. ”

"If Childe said that, I'm very scared!" said the beautiful woman jokingly, and at the same time seeing that Bai Yi was a little helpless, she stopped talking. It was rare for Zhuge Chen to be able to return to her chest cultivation path, and she was in a good mood. Finally, there is someone to chat with her, otherwise she will be alone with Jiaolong, and she will have nothing to say anyway.

Thinking so, she looked up at the quaint palace in the clouds. At this moment, the palace has more than half of its value compared to when it first appeared here. Maybe when he really lands, Bai Yi will become the next palace master of Chang'an Palace.

There are actually two versions of this palace. The first is that Chang'an Palace was built by that human immortal, and it used up the resources of half of the heavens. It is equivalent to gathering half of the Heavenly Dao, so that it can be a cultivator who imprisons the realm of saints. Another theory is that Chang'an Palace is an antiquity, which is among the 100 artifacts, but because of the long time, only a few words about it have dissipated in the long river of time. And the immortal who got Chang'an Palace by chance relied on Chang'an Palace to break through the realm like flowing water. Fire extinguished

Today's list of 100 weapons is actually long gone. Except for the top three on the list, the rest are actually all weapons in the world. Those that have been handed down from ancient times are nowhere to be seen, and no one knows whether they have been taken into the hands of the practitioners.

The beautiful woman's gaze fell on the sword on Zhuge Chen's waist, not Sanchen, but the rubber pillar sword. For some reason, she always felt that the qi emanating from the blade of the sword made him tremble.

"Let's go. Zhuge Chen turned around, looked at the beautiful woman who was stunned in place, and spoke. At the same time, he also rubbed the head of the Jiaolong head: "Go over there for a while?"

"Fuck off, boy, don't bother me. Jiaolong snorted coldly, closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap. It's just that after noticing the cold eyes cast by the beautiful woman, he had to get up and follow behind the white clothes.

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In the pavilion, the beautiful woman burned a pot of incense and sat opposite Zhuge Chen. Jiaolong, on the other hand, shrunk and stood on the shoulders of the white clothes, but he was still listless.

Zhuge Chen stared at the chessboard, his son was black, and he said, "How did the seniors know that I asked you about the way back to practice?"

"What else can Childe go home for? I really can't think of anything else other than this reason. The beautiful woman smiled and said, "That old man who slays the dragon, although he is a cultivator, is the choice of the Heavenly Dao. It's easy to become a saint, but if you want to break through the realm and become a human immortal, it's not just as simple as ascending to the sky. Since he has eaten the benefits of the Heavenly Dao, he is his own cultivation path, and he is not in his control. If that person really wants to become a human immortal, there is only one way to go, and that is to change the heavenly path and replace it. But in that case, the whole world will be the enemy, will he be able to do it? At least I don't think so. ”

The reason why the beautiful woman said this is precisely because she was born in an era when real dragons were raging. At that time, when I looked up, there were countless flying dragons in the sky. And at that time, there was also a dragon slayer who came into being. And its lethal power is even higher than that old man. But when the real dragon disappeared, that one was also dead. There is no doubt that he died on the way to the breach.

Zhuge Chen sighed and said, "So that's the case. ”

As a cultivator, of course he knew that the barrier of the human immortal realm was unbreakable. It's just that he didn't expect the old man to end up like this, so he will inevitably have a faint sentimentality in his heart.

It's not that the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, but as a saint, he knows that he can't do it.

All the things in the world, to put it bluntly, are actually just two things. And no one can get around it, that is life and death. Even saints and immortals will disappear after the curtain of an era ends. I just don't know if I'm going to die, or if I'm leaving heaven.

Whether it is rich or poor, or high or low, everyone is equal in the face of life and death. It's just that there are very few people who can break it.

Zhuge Chen thought that he couldn't, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in the pavilion.

The beautiful woman opened her mouth and comforted: "That old man already knows in his heart, and the child's state of mind does not need to fluctuate for him. It's better to think more about how to get into the real bamboo basket next. I'm a little clue here. ”

When Zhuge Chen heard this, Zhengse said: "Senior, please speak." ”

"Childe may not know, but I've always been here, so I'm deeply touched. The beautiful woman looked around, stretched out her hand to stroke the chessboard, and said, "Ordinary pseudo-realm cultivators, their own qi is fixed, and when it is full, it overflows. However, Childe's qi machine is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much it is accepted, it seems that there is no upper limit. In other words, Childe's so-called salvage of the three wonderful tricks is just a standard set for himself in his heart. If you are determined enough, at this moment, you will be able to enter the bamboo basket to draw water. ”

Zhuge Chen frowned, thought for a long time, and then said, "But in this case, what should I do with those three wonderful techniques? As a cultivator, it is impossible not to be greedy. If I really ignore it, I will regret it in the future. ”

"Childe, have you ever thought of such a thing?" the beautiful woman said with a smile: "Maybe the level of your realm is not directly related to those three wonderful techniques. ”