Chapter 161: Saint
After the forces of all parties gathered in the South China Sea, there was actually not much intersection, and the chess saint retreated to the top of the peak, and the Nanhai Gate did not claim to the outside world that his master's retreat was "recuperating from injury".
Ye Thirteen, who seems to outsiders to be called the thickest thighs in the world, can indeed suppress the scene, but the other "thighs" of the same level as Ye Thirteen can quietly and obediently meditate on the mountain, which is nothing more than the adult sitting alone on the Zhongwei Peak.
Chess Suit Double St. Weich.
After the ghost gate, there were only three grandmasters of the older generation left.
Now the city lord of Fengxue Silver City, who sits firmly on the throne of the first person in the world.
Then there is Mu Liancheng, the master of the Holy Island, and this chess saint of the South China Sea.
Compared with the three of them, Zhong Yusheng, the new grandmaster of the Northern Wei Dynasty, seems a little immature, Zhong Yusheng swallowed the Yuan Li of the Zhong family's Lafayette and Old Lady Tang, who fell during the Eight Great Kingdoms, and also carried the name of the so-called "demon" back then, but after really breaking the nine products, he seemed extremely low-key.
Now the five demons of the great world have broken through the nine products one after another, and they have been promoted to the grandmaster before and after.
Some people speculate that if the man of the Zhong family, who has advanced to the realm of the grandmaster one step first, really fights with these young demons, the outcome is difficult to decide, and I am afraid that there will not be a very good end.
It is really Zhong Yusheng, a new grandmaster who is stuck in two generations, he acts too low-key, he has never made a move, he doesn't know the bottom and he doesn't know its height, and those young demons are too dazzling, so people have to admire those few tide makers who step on the luck of the great world, and they are rare immortal materials for a hundred years and thousands of years.
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On a daily basis, the official opening of the South China Sea Sacred Church is July 30.
Now that all the forces have arrived, no one is late, and it is actually half a week ahead of schedule.
The chess saint has never shown up, and has full authority to Ye Shisan, this South China Sea Holy Meeting is a grand gathering of geniuses of all major forces, and the senior brother of the Taoist child has done his best to be a landlord, opened a Taoist altar in Fufeng Mountain, preached the law, and said that he listened to the people who attended.
On the day of Ye Shisan's sermon, the first invitation and the second invitation, almost all of them came to the Fufeng Mountain Taoist altar to see the man in the Taoist robe sitting on the altar.
Yi Xiao and Qingshi were also present.
None of the Buddhist disciples under the bluestone seat were absent, and at this moment they quietly found a place, brushed off the dust on the ground, and sat in a corner.
These Buddhist disciples have a good temperament, and after sitting down, their minds are rooted, and they first practice the Buddhist breathing method, not in a hurry or impatient, and just wait for the person on the altar to speak.
Ye Shisan's sermon this time, the avenue of heaven and earth, the cultivation of vitality, and the cultivation of vitality cannot be connected with the practice of Buddhism.
However, on the road of cultivation, they all return to the same path, and it is not impossible to practice both Buddhism and Taoism.
From time to time, some monks turn their gaze to their own prison masters.
Uncle Xiao said that he is such a person who cultivates both Buddhism and Taoism.
It was the little highness standing beside Qingshi.
Yi Xiao said softly: "Look." ”
The county lord seemed to be quite interested in Ye Shisan's preaching, and he left Zangjian Mountain and came to the top of Fufeng Mountain, and at this moment, he followed Yi Xiao's voice and looked at the center of the altar.
Ye Shisanpan sat on the ground, his hands pressed on his knees, his back straight, his wide robe hunted in the wind, his face smiling.
Behind Ye Thirteen is a pitch-black lightning strike wood, the whole body is shiny, like black iron, lightning strikes the wood, thirteen red leaves slowly flow firelight.
Iron Tree.
"This iron tree is the treasure of Ye Thirteen's enlightenment. Yi Xiao smiled and said in a strange tone: "Thirteen leaves, Ye surnamed thirteen." I heard that the fetus has been practicing on the mountain for a long time, and he doesn't cultivate the yuan force every day, and he doesn't ask about the world, but he goes up and down the mountain normally, carries water and waters the trees, and cultivates the nature of heaven and earth, and the nature of Taoism. If the iron tree can bloom, it will be fruitful. On the day of flowering and fruiting, Ye Thirteen went straight to the ninth grade, and once ascended to the sky, he achieved the demon fruit position. ”
From the lower part of the side, there was a slightly cold voice from Gongzi Xiaotao: "It's not a one-time climb to the sky, but ten years like a day, carved day by day, thick and thin." ”
The woman in the yellow shirt leaned on the wheelchair, looked at the figure of the senior brother in the center of the altar, and said with emotion: "No one is perfect, there are many people and many things in the world, and it is extremely difficult to have perfection. But if I had to choose the one that was closest to perfection. ”
There was a pause.
"It's definitely not you. Gongzi Xiaotao glanced at Yi Xiao, shook his head, and said seriously: "Maybe your cultivation is really great, and after the path of cultivation is interrupted, it is inconceivable that you have ascended to the realm of demons, and you may be more refined and demonic in the future, but I don't think you are a perfect person." ”
His Royal Highness smiled dumbly and said, "I am not a perfect person in the first place. ”
"In terms of cultivation, several demons in the world can be called close to perfection. Childe Xiaotao said softly: "But it's a pity ......"
She raised her head, looked at Qingshi, and said with a little regret: "The West Demon, the Eastern Monarch, and the Middle Bodhisattva, you, have all broken the Nine Grades in advance, and you have not really achieved perfection, so you are one step away from Senior Brother." ”
"So...... There is no one else left in the world. ”
Gongzi Xiaotao laughed, looked at the county lord, and said, "Then it's a coincidence, my senior brother and your senior brother should be the closest to perfection in the world today." ”
Wei Lingshan shook his head gently.
She corrected, "I don't know about your senior brother, but my senior brother is not as close to perfection as you say. ”
Gongzi Xiaotao was slightly stunned, and heard the latter say in a calm tone: "He is the perfect person." ”
Gongzi Xiaotao, who was in a wheelchair, shook his head, squinted lazily, and said, "Ye Shisan is really a very powerful person. ”
She didn't use the word "big brother" anymore.
Instead, he objectively took the name of "Ye Thirteen" to evaluate such a person.
"The great array of the heavens in the South China Sea today, the eighteen mountains are the eyes of the array, the final peak is the heart of the array, the heavens are running, the yuan power is endless, and the momentum of resisting the enemy is unparalleled in the world. ”
"This big array was laid by Ye Shisan before Jiupin, at that time he didn't have a trace of cultivation on his body, and he walked through all the areas of the entire Immortal Island except for the wasteland, and laid down this big array. ”
"I am a 'mind-reading', a hole in people's minds, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, invincible in a hundred battles, and the art of chess scales should be unparalleled. But when I entered the final peak and played against the master, if I opened the phase to spy on the master's mind, it would be like peeping into myself, and I couldn't guess it. ”
"I played ten games with Shizun, put aside all means, and fought against each other with chess skills, but I couldn't win a single game. ”
"Ye 13 learned chess for a year, didn't play music, didn't review, and never looked at the chess scales after knowing the rules. A year later, he talked about ten games with Shizun, failed miserably in the first game, and lasted to the middle of the second game, and the game climbed, the momentum was like a rainbow, and finally won a game. ”
"The second senior brother is known as the 'little sword embryo', with a peacock bloodline, and is even qualified to get a glimpse of the threshold of demons, and Ye Shisan, who had never practiced at the time, was crushed by a sword qi and died. ”
"Dongjun boarded the South China Sea and spelled the 'sound road' with Ye Thirteen, this Qinfu Qinjun's successor, with peerless talent, cultivated the 'sound path', and actually did not beat Ye Thirteen in the 'sound path'. ”
The more he talked about the back, the more Gongzi Xiaotao's voice trembled.
She was deeply in awe and looked at the man in the Taoist robe in the center of the altar.
"Why do we call Ye 13 'Senior Brother', because in the South China Sea, the name of Senior Brother is only worthy of him, so he can only be deserved. ”
Childe Xiaotao looked at the iron tree with thirteen leaves.
Ye Thirteen seemed to be smiling under the tree, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his sideburns flew up.
She sighed softly, "He is the closest thing to perfection in the world." ”
Southern Sage.
The avenue is simple, and the avenue is holy.
He has what he wants.
When a person understands everything and is proficient in everything, such a person is not a saint, what else can he be?
His Royal Highness's eyes slowly turned golden, and the color of great gold rippled and collided in the clear pool of pupils.
He looked at the burning iron tree.
Thirteen leaves, thirteen under the leaves.
There was a strong wind on Fufeng Mountain, and it soared up to 90,000 miles.
There was a sudden strong wind crossing in the South China Sea, and this Taoist tire raised his arms slightly on the top of Fufeng Mountain, and then slowly pressed down, so the wind pressed down, and Liuyun bowed his head.
Ye Shisan smiled and began to speak.
Even though there were some of the top cultivators in the world sitting in front of him, he still had an ordinary face and a natural smile.
From the beginning of the sword, to the witchcraft, to the Dharma, to the sound of the Dao, to the art of cultivating the Yuan, and then to the Divine Soul Purple Mansion Method.
Hype.
Everyone was obsessed, listening to the true meaning of the Great Dao in Ye Thirteen's lecture, the trapped cultivation broke through the ice in an instant, like entering the plain, some people even breathed unsteadily, their hearts boiled to the sky, holding their breath, and after Ye Thirteen was confused, they fell into the realm of epiphany.
The few people who have advanced to the realm of evil are not the same as the people on the altar.
When Qingshi heard the Dharma, his eyes were slightly condensed, quite interested, he nodded, and wrote down some thoughts.
His Royal Highness kept his eyes fixed on Ye Thirteen.
To be precise, it was the iron tree behind Ye Thirteen.
In the pupils of the lotus phase, the iron tree slowly reflected, thirteen streamer fire leaves, shaking slightly.
Yi Xiao pursed her lips slightly.
Those thirteen leaves, where are the ordinary leaves?
One is the way of the sword, one is the way of sound, one is the way of magic, and the other is the Dharma.
Thirteen leaves.
Thirteen avenues.
Over the years, Ye 13 has gone up and down the mountain to carry water and plant trees, and what he has done is the biggest cultivation in the world.
This is a "Dao tree", and it is natural that it only bears "Dao fruits".
The iron leaf of "Xiuyuan" has already bloomed once, and it has borne fruit once, and Ye Thirteen has broken into the ninth grade and achieved demonic iniquity.
What if all these thirteen leaves bloom and bear fruit one day?
Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things.
Thirteen leaves open, and Ye Thirteen is truly a well-deserved "Southern Sage".
Everything in the world is omniscient.
Know-it-all.
Omnipotent.
A real, perfect person.