The cultivation knowledge on the sage's manuscript was quickly transmitted to Cheng Yuqing's mind through the white stone seal, which made Cheng Yuqing stunned for a long time.

It's unbelievable, whoever is hit by the big pie will be stunned for a while.

You must know that this is a piece of knowledge written down by a saint, it is priceless, and if it is spread at will, it can cause a commotion, and now it seems that it is not difficult to appear in his mind like this.

When did the knowledge of saints become so worthless?

But he doesn't want to care, anyway, it's already in his mind, and he can't erase it, so he can learn with peace of mind, maybe he can rely on this knowledge and step into the next step earlier.

This is inevitable, the practice of saints, naturally every realm has been crossed, with their own personal experience, and even the things to be paid attention to when becoming holy are mentioned in this knowledge, which can be described as very unusual.

He didn't know if he could become a saint, and there was much hope for him, but when he browsed this knowledge, he was stunned to find that it was not impossible to think about becoming a saint, after all, that Chen Sheng's qualifications were actually not very good.

Cheng Yuqing sat in the study at home, and began to refuse outsiders, wholeheartedly understanding this knowledge, no one can come in and disturb him, even if it is his father, this is inevitable, the temptation of sage learning is not small, and even some people can abandon most things in this knowledge.

After all, it is the knowledge of saints.

On the other side, Xu Baichuan, who had rested all night and had recovered his spirits, was drinking porridge in a restaurant.

The porridge boiled by the boss is very fragrant and has a faint sweetness.

Xu Baichuan had a great appetite, so he ate several bowls one after another.

After eating and paying, he left the restaurant with the boss giving him a farewell.

He didn't go back to the yard, but walked down the street.

Taiping City is very prosperous, even in the heavy snow, there are many pedestrians buying some things.

It's bustling and has a lot of fun in life.

Xu Baichuan has seen many prosperous places, but relatively speaking, even the capital of Qingyuan is a little dwarfed in front of this Taiping City.

And Taiping City is only a border in Guanzhou, so it can be so prosperous, so what kind of situation is it if it is the rumored Great Zhou Tiandu.

Some people are fascinated and want to see, but Da Zhou Tian is in the center of the Great Zhou world, and Guanzhou is relatively remote, if you want to go to Da Zhou Tiandu from here, even if you have a fast horse, you have to run for half a year.

Therefore, the people of the Great Zhou hardly go out, at most they are only circling around in a few adjacent cities, and it is almost impossible to leave the state capital where they live and come back.

Without him, the world of the Great Zhou is too big, and the poor may not be able to complete it in their lifetime, but there are many exceptions.

These people are collectively known as monks, who have mastered supernatural powers and spells, and are often referred to as immortals.

The monks of heaven and earth have their own magical powers, eight steps to catch cicadas, even if the golden light, the end of the world, and so on, can be stepped out in one step, and the end of the world is coming in an instant.

It's just that these are the means of the monks of the three sects, and Xu Baichuan is a sword cultivator, and he also has his own means to reach a place.

It's called Edgeworth Flight.

There is no doubt that the sword of sword cultivation is the fastest in heaven and earth.

If he can fly with a sword, even if the realm is not very high, it won't take too much time to go to Da Zhou Tian.

It's just that he is now on fire, and if he wants to fly with the sword, the realm needs to reach the Lingtong.

He is still half a step away from reaching Lingtong, but it is very difficult to step into this half step.

Cultivation has never been so easy, and there are many monks who will be stuck in front of a certain threshold all their lives, unable to advance an inch, and in the end they can only watch themselves die miserably with gray hair.

The path of cultivation is actually the path of immortality, and the magical spells and killing methods attached to the cultivation are just to ensure that you can finally reach immortality.

Xu Baichuan walked across a bridge, and before he knew it, he came to a pavilion in the center of the lake.

In the pavilion stood a man in a green shirt, watching the snow.

Xu Baichuan looked at the man in green shirt and asked uncertainly, "Lin Jianxian?"

Lin Shugui nodded and hummed.

Xu Baichuan's head was a little dazed, and he felt that this scene was a dream now, who was standing in front of him? Lin Shugui! The only sword immortal in the world today, his killing power can be said to be standing at the peak, and the first few times he used his sword to kill many big demons, his reputation was greatly enhanced, and because of this, the situation of sword cultivation became a little weird.

But now such a sword immortal figure suddenly appeared in this pavilion, if the heavenly saint knows, I am afraid that this Taiping City, which has been peaceful for a long time, is afraid that it will not be peaceful.

Xu Baichuan suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart, and asked in an excited tone, "Why is Lin Jianxian here? Could it be that he is going to kill a heavenly saint again?"

Xu Baichuan's words were shocking, you must know that it was a heavenly saint, looking down on the common people under the clouds, holding great mana and great power in his hands, and he had a long life, how could he say that he was killed if he was killed?

But everything has weaknesses, it is true that the saint is very strong, but if you add the three words Lin Jianxian, it will be very different, Lin Shugui has become a brand, as long as his name is mentioned, his title of Sword Immortal is mentioned, no matter what shocking things are done, the world will believe it, and it will be taken for granted.

Why?

Because he is Lin Shugui, the name speaks for itself.

Lin Shugui said calmly: "If they can appear again, I don't mind killing a few more people." ”

In his words, he understated that he didn't put the heavenly saint in his eyes at all, but it was actually right, after all, this is a sword immortal, and in this heaven and earth, there are not many saints who can survive from his sword, and it is reasonable to say this.

Xu Baichuan yearned for it, his original intention of holding the sword at the beginning was to go farther, no longer be bullied by others, and be able to protect himself to live safe and sound, but now that he has been practicing the sword for nearly five years, his thoughts have changed a lot, he thinks that since he has held the sword, he should always go to the end of the sword to take a look, maybe he can't go in the future, but he always has to try.

It's just that with his talent, it is very difficult to get to that point.

Lin Shugui looked at Xu Baichuan in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked a faint smile, in the eyes of this sword immortal, whether he is talented or not is only one reason, and to get to the point where he is at this point, it is a little impossible to rely on talent alone, and he also has to have a heart.

Xu Baichuan's temperament is actually very good, it is not a luxury to be able to resolutely give up the remnant soul of the Sword Immortal, give up that one Autumn Wind Avenue, and walk such a long way alone, cut off so many thorns, relying on this temperament, it is enough to make up for the lack of talent and reach the peak of the sword path.

This is also the reason why there is a wisp of sword immortal sword qi in the autumn wind.

Lin Shugui said softly: "Your battle yesterday, I see it in my eyes, it's very good. ”

This is undoubtedly a compliment, looking at most people in the world from the perspective of this sword immortal, there are only a few people who can be called good, and the last person who was said to be good is called Yang Yi, and now he is the sect master of the Sword Sect, and he has cultivated to a half-step Tianque.

Xu Baichuan obviously understood the weight of this sentence, and there was a small light in his eyes.

This sword cultivator who has traveled thousands of miles actually wants to get a word of affirmation.

The Sword Immortal must be the best for him.

Xu Baichuan couldn't help but cheer, and didn't ask Lin Shugui why he didn't help him yesterday, this is obviously a stupid question, there is no need to ask.

Xu Baichuan's face was full of seriousness, and he suddenly said: "Lin Jianxian, I am teaching a young man to practice swords, he has a very good natural posture, and he will have great achievements in the future." ”

Lin Shugui said softly: "I know, I have seen it all the way you have come, that young man is naturally no exception, his talent is indeed very good, and his heart has also been honed by you, he can be regarded as a genius, but his understanding is much worse, and he will have some achievements in the future, but if he wants to enter that threshold, it will be very difficult." ”

In a word, this sword immortal stood at the peak of the sword path, looking down at the people under the mountain, who walked the road has an end, and who walks the road has no end, at a glance.

Xu Baichuan nodded and did not speak.

just kept his eyes on the human side of Lin Shugui's waist, and he was very curious.

The sword immortal with the sword is naturally a fairy sword, and his autumn wind used to be a fairy sword, so what is the difference between the two?

It's hard to explain, after all, each has its own merits.

The world seemed to feel Xu Baichuan's gaze, and the sword roared clearly, with a different emotion.

At this time, the autumn wind also began to emit the sound of swords, as if it was about to compete with the world.

Xu Baichuan was at a loss.

The two swords are both fairy swords, and when they are put together, naturally no one will obey anyone.

Lin Shugui chuckled lightly, patted the world, the two swords suddenly stopped the sword sound, looking extremely well-behaved, without the slightest hint of the sword-rattling appearance just now, the sword immortal suddenly asked, "Do you want to meet that Great Zhou Tianzi?"

Xu Baichuan sighed, a little unresponsive, and when he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face.

It turned out that this sword immortal really saw him in his eyes, and even the Great Zhou Tianzi knew about it.

Xu Baichuan pondered his tone and said, "The Great Zhou Heavenly Son is a saint, and under the gaze of those saints, it should not be easy to do something. ”

Lin Shugui laughed it off.

If it is said that the one who looks down on those saints the most in the world is definitely him, since he can cut the saints with a sword, it is not difficult to make those saints blind.

Xu Baichuan suddenly realized at this time that it was a sword immortal standing in front of him, and anything difficult was not difficult.

Thinking of this, he spoke again: "The saints of the three sects have set the rules, and secular emperors are not allowed to practice swords, why did I think about it for a long time, and finally came to a conjecture, it should be due to luck." ”

The corners of Lin Shugui's mouth hooked up a touch of arc, with great interest, and motioned for Xu Baichuan to continue.

Xu Baichuan sorted out his thoughts and said seriously: "There are a lot of books about the three religions in the Tibetan Sword Building, among which the most mentioned is luck and incense, incense is supported by hundreds of millions of people, there is no shortage, in the final analysis, it is just a little thought in the hearts of the people, it is not very difficult to get it, but luck is very different, life is between heaven and earth, how much luck can be carried is set by the number of days, the practice of the three religions to the end, in the final analysis, it still depends on the amount of luck, there is a saying that when the world and the earth borrow together, it should be the best reason. ”

"It's just that luck belongs to heaven and earth after all, and it will not exist in a person for a long time, and it is difficult to continue to gather in a person, the three religions want to be holy, and their own luck is not enough, so they have to think of ways to plunder other people's luck, and the emperor, as the head of a country, since the moment he ascended the throne, he has the luck of the people, if he is allowed to practice, the emperor can turn the luck into his own things, and if he wants to plunder it again, it is not so easy. The rest of the small countries are okay, the luck is not very strong, under the natural disasters and man-made disasters, the emperor can not achieve anything even if he practice, but the Great Zhou Tianzi is different, the Great Zhou has hundreds of millions of people in the world, occupying a side of the world, and the luck is like the sea, if the Great Zhou Tianzi embarks on cultivation, I am afraid that it will not be long before the saint personality can really become a saint, if this is the case, the saint of the three religions should not be able to sit still. ”

Lin Shugui looked at the young man in front of him who was talking eloquently, guessing the sage's thoughts based on what he had learned in the book alone, thought about it, and said softly: "Before the mountains and rivers, when the sword cultivation was not withered, there were not so many emperors in the world, there were only three at that time, each occupying a heaven and earth, plus that demon domain, this is also the origin of the four heavens and the earth, and at that time, the relationship between the three religions and the dynasty was not the current one, but the dynasty controlled the three religions, and the saint had to see the emperor's face. ”

Xu Baichuan asked with some uncertainty: "The Three Emperors of Heaven, Earth and Man?"