Chapter 59: The Lonely Sword
There is a difference between good and evil.
Even if it came to this point, Changning still couldn't fully believe Lin Han.
In his opinion, any sentence used by outsiders for negotiation may contain a lie.
Of course, it is also possible that from beginning to end, not a word of the whole article is true.
"When I get the foundation of the formation, I will go away from the cold mountain. Within ten years, the master of the Tongpylori Gate will inevitably close the mountain. Your so-called outer path, you can close one of the six eyes. You can choose to trust me, or you can gamble on the consequences of the rebirth of the Soul Circle. Lin Han said with a smile.
After speaking, she raised her hand and threw out a jade plate: "This records several fateful passes of the original Soul Condensing Array. Over the years, the details of the Soul Confusion Array may have been modified, but the fate is difficult to change. Believe it or not, there is always something to be gained by following the trail. If the old body is not unable to take action in person, how can he stand here and deign to talk to you two juniors. ”
Changning stretched out his hand to grab the jade plate, and when he looked up again, Lin Han had disappeared, the mysterious atmosphere around him had finally dissipated, and his feet had finally turned back into an ordinary path. There were porters and pedestrians turning far from the crossing, and shops on both sides began to open their doors to welcome customers, everything was as ordinary as an ordinary day, no one had any impression of a fight in the middle of the path, and no one wondered why everyone had opened their doors so late today. Some shopkeepers saw Changning and Lu Ming standing there, and beckoned the two of them to come in the store with a smile on their faces.
The jade plate is smooth and delicate, and even maybe I am worried that Changning will not rashly divide his divine sense to read the jade plate, the so-called Soul Condensing Array Life Pass is engraved on the surface of the jade plate with very concise words and sentences, the content is mysterious, but it is simple to understand, even Changning has to admire Lin Han's ability to educate.
With this kind of existence in the outer Dao, it is no wonder that it has been able to compete with the righteous path and the imperial dynasty for so many years, and even not fall behind.
After all, the birth of a generation of brilliant people can only illuminate a short moment like a meteor, but a good enough teacher is the guarantee that the Dao Dharma heart recipe can be passed down from generation to generation.
The former can subdue half of the world with a domineering force, but after all, wildfires can't be burned.
There will always be a day when a brilliant person falls, if his Taoist heart is not inherited, then for future generations, an ethereal legend will only be left with the value of word of mouth as a talking point.
The sword mound has been passed down for thousands of years, relying not on the sword array that is proud of the world in Qianfeng Chengjian, nor on a few disciples who are amazing and brilliant from generation to generation, not to mention the way in the way of the way of the sword that has the highest killing power of the three thousand avenues, but the way that can sink down, refine what they have realized in their lives and even the understanding of others, write them as classics and send them to the Sword Pavilion, and explain the Tao with their bodies.
The luck of the sword mound is also the luck of the world.
Among the sword mounds, there is no shortage of this kind of person.
Turning back to the crowded avenue, the hustle and bustle in front of the face seemed vivid and intimate, and the turmoil seemed to have never happened at all, and the rolling red dust completely washed away the last few wisps of dark breath stained on the two of them. If it weren't for the empty sea of qi of the two of them, Changning would almost feel that Fang Cai was just a dream.
"How?" Lu Ming took a few deep breaths, slightly calming the sour and stagnant feeling coming from the meridians. In the city, the movement of whale swallowing sea drink to recover Dao power was too big, and the Qinglu Dan used as Bigu was completely the taste of mountain dew, so as a final compromise, Lu Ming needed to eat a lot to recover his strength, so he completely emptied his head and kicked the ball to Changning.
Changning looked at Lu Ming's glowing green eyes and sighed helplessly. The hunger caused by the lack of Dao power also affected him at the same time, and the deduction and analysis were extremely exhausting, and he was not in a hurry at this time.
Fortunately, Shanghe City, a hub town where people gather from the south to the north, is the most important restaurant that is not lacking. Countless footprints have been left behind, bringing rare treasures and groceries from all over the world, as well as a variety of diets. Choose at will, there is always something that suits your eyes and taste.
Changning and Lu Ming walked into a hot pot restaurant opened by a chef in the southwest. Staying in the ice for a long time, this fiery Southland feature is just the right time to warm up.
When the two of them sit down, all kinds of shabu-shabu are served, the red oil soup in the big copper basin is tumbling and bubbling, and the deer is singing and the chopsticks are flying. After the dish, the meat is shabu-shabu, and the forehead is covered with a layer of fine sweat beads. Changning took this opportunity to slowly run the breathing method for another week. To his surprise, after this battle, his qi sea seemed to be a little wider again, and his meridians were slightly firmer. Cultivators pursue enlightenment on the edge of life and death, and Changning really feels this truth at this moment.
He has the mysterious breathing method to protect his body, and his Dao power recovers extremely quickly. Although it is still far from full ying, it is no longer the same hunger as at the beginning. The two sat opposite each other, and he sat and watched, while Lu Ming seemed to be afraid that the dishes in front of him would be snatched away.
The shopkeeper is full of spring breeze. Now it is the meal, the store is full of customers, but the number of guests at this table is fast catching up with the amount of four or five tables at other tables, and today's harvest is probably a few percent more.
After eating, Changning simply put down his chopsticks, carefully started from the mountain gate, and re-deduced the itinerary all the way, until he encountered Lin Han and got the jade board.
Anyone can see that there are too many coincidences. After studying it carefully, it makes perfect sense to say that he and Lu Ming were guided to this place step by step. First, he drove with Mu Zhong, and just crashed into the Confusion Soul Array, and then was rescued by Qing Si Monk, and then he sensed inexplicable malice and pointed directly at Shanghe City, and soon after entering the city, he bumped into Lin Han, which happened to be for the Confusion Soul Array.
This young man from a small village in Dacangshan rarely showed a playful smile.
He is simple and kind, and he is stubborn, but he is definitely not a stupid and ignorant person who is at the mercy of others. He didn't fully know what the role of his parents was in the eyes of the cultivators, and if his parents didn't take the initiative to mention it, others who might know about it wouldn't break it. But this does not prevent him from understanding that if he wants to avoid being a drag on his parents in the future, and even if he wants to go side by side with them to tide over the storm, he still has a long way to go.
Therefore, when he encounters any person or thing that may become a whetstone on his way forward, he will never retreat.
Whatever the intrigue is in, so come.
My sword, lying in its sheath, is lonely.