The four realms of the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the world, for thousands of years, the two ways of immortal and martial arts are intertwined, and there has never been a detailed division, only the boundary threshold of the cultivation path is divided from one to nine, one realm, two realms, three realms, and so on, and the legend can fly to the sky and the earth, can shatter the void, is not bound by life and death, and is beyond the realm of heaven and earth, it is called the ten realms of immortals.

However, this division of one to nine is also flawed, because when the person who cultivates the immortals is a little successful, he can lead the heaven and the earth to naturally use it for his own use, and the martial arts are slow to practice, only after the seven realms, the whole body is fully opened, and at that time, the true qi is rolling, communicating with the world and everything, and the martial arts can finally go hand in hand with the immortal cultivation.

However, the path of martial arts cultivation that relies on the body as the source of one punch and one kick, one sword and one sword, is far less fast than the cultivation of immortals who can control the nature of heaven and earth at the beginning, so there are few martial cultivators in the same realm who can compete with immortal cultivators, and therefore immortal cultivators once suppressed martial cultivators.

Five hundred years ago, it happened that the immortal Dao evil cultivators led by the Wuya Sect spread and killed the Taoist sect on the rivers and lakes, wantonly suppressed the martial arts sects, and plundered the blessed land everywhere, from the famous sects to the ordinary people, all of them were slaughtered. The bloody methods of killing are extremely cruel. Subsequently, Guanyun Temple, a famous temple with a thousand-year-old heritage in the north, united with the famous swordsman Tianjian Villa in the south, and Baoyuemen, a great martial arts sect in the east, led a group of large and small righteous sects to fight against it.

The two sides fought hard, each with countless casualties, and during this period, Qi Hai, the owner of the Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa, was besieged to death by the first main force under the Witch Tooth Sect. Although Qi Hai died in battle, he wiped out most of the ghost clothes gate with the three-foot cold front in his hand.

However, in the righteous path, martial arts are the main force, and gradually some people can't resist these evil cultivators who can turn wind and thunder into swords and twist grass and trees into soldiers. A few months later, under the deliberation of the various factions of the righteous path, instead of being eaten to death like this, it is better to gather forces and fight with all their might, and then invite the evil cultivators to fight to the death on the bank of the Yanqing River at the foot of the Bodhi Mountain where the Guanyun Temple is located.

The two sides fought here in all directions, corpses were everywhere, and just when the battle situation was scorching, a young man drove a light boat from the upper reaches of the Yanqing River. The young man on the light boat stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the bloody battlefield and only chuckled. Then the river rolled up a wave out of thin air, gently pushing the oarless self-propelled boat ashore.

The young man slowly took a step under his feet, stretched out his left hand, and pressed down with his palm, and half of the people in the fierce battle sat down uncontrollably, and these were all evil cultivators including the Witch Tooth Sect. Everyone was stunned, and they all looked at the young man on the shore who looked like a fairy from the dust. At this time, the monks of Guanyun Temple, except for the abbot Yinmu monk, all bowed to the young man in unison: "Senior Brother Fang Guo." ”

The young man smiled and returned the salute, then looked at Monk Yinmu, bowed and said, "I've seen the abbot." ”

Monk Yinmu looked at the young man, he was surprised, and folded his hands and said: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Fang Guo for stepping into the Ten Realms Immortal Realm, and since then the world has been unhindered and he has attained immortality." ”

"I have been practicing martial arts for decades, and I have used the secret methods of Buddhism to break through the threshold of heaven. It's just a fluke. The young man said that he looked at the imprisoned cultivators and sighed, "It is not easy to cultivate, so why bother to bring about your own destruction for the sake of vanity." ”

The people who were sitting on the ground heard from the mouth of the Hidden Wood Monk that the young man was already the power of the Ten Realms Immortal Realm, and they had already been shocked. His lips and teeth trembled, and he couldn't speak.

In the crowd, Shi Wuya, the sect leader of the Witch Tooth Sect, who also fell to the ground, laughed miserably: "Your Excellency is already a power of the Ten Realms that is beyond the human world, and you still want to meddle in this kind of ant dispute between us and others, isn't it bullying people and insulting the identity of the Ten Realms Immortals!"

The young man looked at Shi Wuya: "The cycle of the world is repeated, and it has its own providence to make it." I, Qin Fangguo, have my intentions, and my fists are screaming, only to break through the injustice in my heart, and you slaughter the Quartet for selfish desires, which is exactly what I see injustice. Speaking of this, the right palm suddenly clenched into a fist, and the scattered swords and weapons on the ground soared into the air, the edge flipped, and the brush pointed at the people who were sitting paralyzed. For a while, the sound of wailing and the sound of gold and iron came one after another, and the noise was in the dust.

"Although my martial arts practice is slow, I am also a monk with a unique style in the world. Today, you use immortal magic to create a great killing, and I will use this punch to speak for the world's martial arts and martial arts. Qin Fangguo smiled freely, smashed out a punch, and the sharp edges in the sky shot out in unison. The head fell to the ground, blood gushed out, and no one survived.

The righteous people on the side had to help destroy the enemy, but their scalps were still numb from the shock of the tragic scene in front of them, and they didn't dare to come out. The eyes that looked at Qin Fangguo were extremely fearful.

"The world of immortal and martial arts is mixed, for thousands of years, only I Qin Fangguo has been fortunate to climb to the top, today I am for the cultivation of martial arts, the marrow, cohesion, the body, the contemplation, the five worlds of the heart. For the cultivation of immortals, the Tao of the pure spirit, the house, the construction of qi, the introduction of the gods, the three babies and the five worlds. After this battle, under the Ten Realms, you can distinguish between the two realms of immortal and martial arts according to the boundaries I have demarcated. ”

The boat parked on the shore was now windless and automatic, as if it had been pushed into the river by a pair of invisible hands, and the young man who was talking floated back to the boat in the blink of an eye. The boat traveled without oars, riding the wind away, carrying the god-like Qin Fangguo gradually blurred in the sky.

The remnants of the righteous people on the shore were all full of shock and emotion, and they all saluted the distant backs.

Setting a detailed boundary division for the two realms of immortal and martial arts in the world can be called a milestone event for cultivators in the world. Only Qin Fangguo, who had entered the Ten Realms Immortal Realm and was already like a god, had such a posture and strength, so that the world would respect the level he had set. Since then, the martial artists in the world have been able to raise their eyebrows, and overnight, the disciples of all martial arts cultivation sects in the world have increased dramatically, and they have prospered.

"Grandpa, can't you change the story! I'm tired of hearing the Ten Realms Immortal Qin Fangguo. "In a pavilion in the middle of a lake in the Heavenly Sword Villa in the south, a little boy wrapped in a thick fur coat sat in the arms of an old man with a white beard. It was the height of summer, but the children were tightly wrapped in fur coats, which was really eye-catching. I saw the child pulling the old man's beard with a dissatisfied face: "I want to hear the eight masters of the Tongtian List today, you hurry up and change this!"

The old man shook his head as the child pulled, and smiled dotingly: "Eight masters, didn't you talk about it yesterday?"

The child pouted, rolled the eyes of the strange elf, and said in a milky voice: "That's better than the Ten Realms Immortals you talked about 1,781 times." ”

The old man laughed at the child's strange expression, and tightened his collar for him: "Okay, then grandpa will tell you about the list of heavens." ”

At this moment, the voice of a slightly complaining woman outside the pavilion came: "Dad, why did you run out with Narumi again?" and then I saw a woman, three men and four people coming over. When the woman entered the pavilion, she immediately took the child from the old man's arms, gently touched the child's face with her forehead, and said angrily: "Running away with your grandfather again!"

The child looked at the mother who pretended to be angry, and did not have the slightest fear, but grinned and said: "Mother, the house is too boring, so I asked my grandfather to take me out to sit for a while, and by the way, let my grandfather tell me a story to relieve my boredom, who knew that he told me about the Ten Realms Immortals again, I was really angry." After saying that, he rolled his eyes at the old man.

The children's naughty behavior made the adults smile happily, and a man in brocade next to him smiled: "Sister Xun, you take Minghai back to the room." ”

The woman, who couldn't do anything with the child, gently patted the child's buttocks and walked out of the gazebo.

After the woman left, the man in brocade looked at the old man, his eyes jumping, and he stopped talking.

The younger man on the left looked at the old man, then at the man in brocade, and opened his mouth, but he didn't speak.

To the right of the man in brocade is a strong man with a face full of meat, he looked around at the three of them, and finally couldn't help but be suffocated by the slightly dull atmosphere, and as soon as he spoke, it was like a gong roaring: "Master, tomorrow your fifteen-year appointment with the White Flute Sword Immortal will arrive, what are the odds?"

The old man looked at the three of them, but he just smiled, got up and walked out of the pavilion.

"From tomorrow, Li Wuyao, you will be the owner of Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa. ”

The three people in the pavilion looked sad. After a long time, the man in brocade bowed down and said, "Wu Yao will live up to my father's trust." ”

Fubi City, Su family.

Su Xinglong put the long sword box in Bai Di's hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "The little flute that the seniors put in the hands of the juniors fifteen years ago has finally returned to its original owner. ”

As soon as Bai Di opened the sword box, a white light burst out from the sword box. The white light circled in the air several times, and then stood behind the white flute, not moving.

The soft sword light wrapped around Bai Di's body and climbed, like lovers reunited after a long absence, pouring out lovesickness.

Bai Di grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, grinning and revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. The momentum on his body rose little by little, and the appearance of the old man in the countryside who was addicted to smoking and drinking suddenly disappeared, and he became like a god.

The awakening dragon was shocked by the momentum of the white flute's explosion and turned over and retreated dozens of meters before he could hold his body with one foot and stabilize himself. Su Xinglong shook his head and smiled bitterly, he had already seen the realm of great achievement, and under the aura that Bai Di deliberately controlled, he was even struggling to hold on.

"Back then, I didn't want to do anything to a group of juniors in Tianjian Villa, and I was burdened by Li Changting's fifteen-year covenant, and I hid my sword. Bai Di was full of spirits, and tightened the white mang in his hand: "Little Dizi, tomorrow we will go out of this evil breath that has been held for more than ten years!"

With a roar, the sword broke away from the white flute's hand and shot towards the sky.

The white light pierced the sky, traveling all the way from the eastern realm to the southern realm, and finally hovered over the Heavenly Sword Mountain Villa, emitting bursts of clear sounds.