CHAPTER XXXIV

The continent of Zhongzhou is vast and untouchable.

There has never been a shortage of people like Xu Xiaoxian, who were born to be displaced, eat hundreds of rice and drink hundreds of water, and don't even remember their biological parents.

There has never been a shortage of loyal people like Lu Youjiao, who have insisted on this promise to the sea and rotten.

There is no shortage of blessed Tibetans like Liu Dema, who was born with a Kui Niu bead and turned into a dragon when he encountered wind and rain.

There is no shortage of autumn hurricanes, who can stand at the pinnacle of power in the earthly world and stand at the pinnacle of heaven when they go out of the world.

For many young monks in Baopu Mountain, the autumn hurricane is the sky, a sky that can be looked up to, climbed, but not surpassed.

And the old cave Lu Youjiao, is still the one, the sixth senior brother who promises for a lifetime.

Hundreds of thousands of young monks of Baopu Mountain flocked to Qingyun Ladder to chase their dreams.

In less than half a pillar of incense time, the people under Qingyun Mountain went to the empty building, almost 10,000 empty alleys, and the previous crowding of hundreds of thousands of people who even became short of breath was gone, replaced by hundreds or thousands of people.

Most of them are the ones who have no hope of reaching the top of Qingyun Peak in their lives.

Xu Xiaoxian stood on the square under Qingyun Peak, and he could never tell how many steps of Qingyun Ladder there were, blurred and clear in Xu Xiaoxian's eyes, and then blurred, and then clear, and the cycle repeatedly.

It's like conceiving a landscape picture in my mind, and the hazy Qingyun Mountain in my consciousness is shrouded in a light veil, and the shadows are full of shadows, flickering far and near in the misty clouds and smoke.

It is like the most expressive light ink in the hand of the painter, smeared on the blue sky, the mountains and rivers are in full view, and the artistic conception is surging in the haze.

But when you really want to put pen to paper, keep the rippling artistic conception derived from this haze, and achieve a transcendent and holy painting, that hazy feeling will immediately disappear.

In the eyes, Qingyun Mountain is still Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun Ladder is still Qingyun Ladder, and countless junior monks are still indulging their dreams on Qingyun Ladder.

Xu Xiaoxian is like this at present, his consciousness flies outside the sky, looking at the mountain is the mountain, seeing the mountain is not the mountain, and looking at the mountain is still the mountain.

There is only one step left to enter the mystical realm 'Guanshan', which can only be understood and unspeakable.

Lu Youjiao, the man of the Lu family on Penglai Island in Dongsheng Shenzhou, was guarding Xu Xiaoxian's side, his expression was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, his whole body qi was running at high speed, and a pair of meteor hammers made by Fu Su Mu in his hand had thunder and lightning sounds.

Seventh junior brother Xu Xiaoxian is wandering outside the Dao Realm 'Guanshan', and entering the Dao Realm may be short of time, or maybe it is just a kick in the door.

If you are able to enter the country, the Dao Heart will be raised to an unprecedented height, which will be of great benefit to your future practice.

Cultivators practice the way of heaven, borrow strength from the heavens, and cultivate and state of mind complement each other, and if they do not cultivate their minds, they will be wiped out in the future. If you only cultivate your mind and do not cultivate yourself, you are a madman in the earthly world and the king of the spiritual world.

Dao realm, Dao realm, that is the best way to improve the state of mind of Taoist monks, far more than looking at mountains, looking at water, understanding the stars, and counting clouds.

The Taoist realm is tens of millions, different paths to the same end, and Buddhism epiphany, standing on the ground to become a Buddha has an inextricable connection, saying the same thing, I am afraid that the two doors of Buddhism and Taoism will be noisy to death and life.

In heaven and earth, even if Buddhism, Taoism, and the Demon Tomb are regarded as water and fire, and they do not share the sky to a thrilling height, they still can't get out of the cage of returning to the sect.

The difference between the Tao and the non-conspiracy is the most fundamental difference between the three major cultivators of the Demon, the Buddha, and the Dao.

'Viewing the mountain' realm, Lu Youjiao is no stranger, watching the mountain and watching the mountain, not blindly looking at the mountain and the Taoist realm, when the real Taoist heart is agitated, watching the world and all things into the mysterious Taoist realm, all call it 'viewing the mountain'.

There are three realms in Guanshan, which have been recorded in detail in the "Fuxi Bagua Sutra" and the "Lu Zu Finger Xuan Sutra".

There are also later generations of masters Xu Zhenjun, who used poems to view the three realms of the mountain and wrote it in the "Stone Letter, Treatise on the Mountain View of the Divine Room" for cultivators to read.

'Last night the west wind withered the trees. Go up to the tall building alone and look at the end of the world. In this first realm, the mountains are the mountains.

'The belt gradually widened, and he did not regret it, and he made people haggard for Yi. In this second realm, the mountains are not mountains.

The crowd looked for him a thousand times, and when they looked back, they saw that the man was in the dim lamp. 'This third realm, depending on the mountain or the mountain.

The way of heaven, the way of heaven, the law is as vast as the stars, and one of the enlightenments will be able to pass through the gate of heaven, ranking in the immortal class, overlooking all living beings.

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"Look, look, Senior Sister Long Ling'er is about to start climbing the Qingyun Ladder. ”

I don't know who shouted.

The more than 1,000 monks who did not go to the Qingyun Ladder all set their eyes on the one who was riding a Qingluan, like a little green among the thousands of flowers. The two lumps of meat on the chest can satisfy all the charming fantasies of any man who can be called a man from 90 years old to 12 years old. The only fairy among the four little immortals in Baopu Mountain, Long Ling'er.

Long Ling'er jumped off Qingluan and waved her hand at Qingluan, Qingluan understood, flew into the sky with a low roar, and went straight to the top of Qingyun Mountain.

This psychic can no longer be called a beast artifact, don't think about it, it must be to go to the top of Qingyun Mountain and wait for its master.

The dragon gives birth to nine sons, and the phoenix has seven postures, the phoenix is the male, and the phoenix is the female. The divine bird Qingluan is a male phoenix into the mortal dust, and the descendant of Ziyan, is a phoenix is not like a phoenix, like a phoenix is not a phoenix, and is good at speed.

It is rumored that in the West Kunlun Mountains, every year there are so many purple swallows who want to jump on the branches and become phoenixes, waiting for the divine bird phoenix to descend to earth and pick up.

The reason why Qingluan is called a sacred object is because it inherits the noble bloodline of the phoenix.

Long Ling'er jumped off Qingluan, carried the skirt, and climbed the Qingyun ladder in one step, her steps were light, and she didn't see how the footsteps were raised, less than three or five steps, and her figure had already reached the clouds.

There was a cry under Qingyun Mountain.

Those monks who couldn't get rid of the clouds and mist and watched Long Ling'er climb to the top of Qingyun Peak all the way instantly fixed their eyes on the two hundred and eighteenth place on the Qingyun List.

Previously, Long Ling'er left a good name on the 218th place on the Qingyun List. And the pride of the sky, Hurricane Qiu, the head of the four little immortals of Pushan, is only one place ahead of the dragon fairy.

I don't know if Senior Brother Qiu will still be one place ahead this time? Or will he go all the way and leave Long Ling'er behind? Or will he join hands with Long Ling'er and go one step further on the Qingyun list?

Whatever the result, it's not a bad thing.

After a cup of tea, under the Qingyun Peak, the cheers reached the peak again.

"Look! Look! Senior Sister Long has reached the top! Senior Sister Long has reached the top!"

"Senior Sister Long only took eighty-five steps to reach the top this time, my God! Eighty-five steps! Senior Brother Qiu also took ninety-three steps thirty years ago! This time, is it possible that Senior Sister Long wants to lead on the Qingyun List?"

"I don't think so, Senior Brother Qiu hasn't started climbing the mountain yet! Now let's say who will kill the deer, and go early. ”

"Hmph, fool, do you know how difficult it is to shorten every step on the Qingyun Ladder? I dare not say that it is difficult to go to the blue sky, at least not for you to speculate. ”

"Who's the fucking scrap?"

"You. ”

"Want to fight?"

"No, I don't. ”

"If you don't do it, you won't do it. ”

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