The sunrise in the eastern Kuma seems to come from the ground. The days go into the sea again, and the six dragons are in peace.

Contrary to the sky, there are many false accusations.

Luo Peng's voice was full of fighting spirit, and the whole person was like a fighter, as if he was about to rise to the sky: "My generation of monks, refining qi and refining the body, practicing and climbing, are all actions against the sky, changing their lives against the sky, sailing against the current, going against the current, going along the way, or they can get a temporary cultivation, but it will be difficult to become a great weapon in the end......"

Monks have different experiences and different paths to practice.

The common saying of the righteous path monks is: "If you go along the way, you will be immortal, and if you go against it, you will become an immortal."

But Luo Peng's understanding is a little different.

Luo Peng believes that if you want to cultivate to become an immortal, you must change your life and go against the sky.

Gui Chen's brows furrowed slightly.

Luo Peng's cultivation path deviated a little from the normal trajectory, no wonder his murderous nature was so heavy, and even the Emperor Dao Yuan fell into his hands.

And Sun Hao, after listening to Luo Peng's words, was enlightened.

Sun Hao went all the way, and the Nine Great Cultivations moved forward step by step.

In the process of moving forward, there are many phenomena of "breaking the pole", such as the power of the true dragon breaking the pole, such as the soul power breaking the pole, and the breaking of the nine layers of qi refining.

All of this, according to Luo Peng, can actually be classified as "reverse path".

Of course, perhaps Luo Peng's understanding is not comprehensive, or Sun Hao's understanding of the reverse path is slightly different.

The so-called limit, Sun Hao's understanding should be the level of the Heavenly Dao, the test of the Heavenly Dao, the monk who cultivates against the heavens and rushes through the level, in fact, is also within the scope of the Heavenly Dao. The so-called "reverse way" is actually a kind of way.

Just as the individual character of a monk is different, all kinds of Tao also have the characteristics of the Tao, and perhaps, the reverse path is also a kind of Tao with a very unique personality.

The word "reverse" seems simple, but it contains the spirit of fighting the heavens and the earth, and the fighting spirit against the current. But it can't be explained clearly in a few words.

Luo Peng's own understanding of the Immortal Dao was also relatively weak among the five real people, so it didn't take long for him to fully expound his opinion.

In the end, Luo Peng stood up: "My immortal way, overcoming thorns and thorns, if the sky stops me, I will break this day." If the immortal stops me, I will destroy the immortal ......."

As soon as the words fell, thunder rolled in the sky, as if it was the sound of thunder, resounding through the nine heavens and not stopping for a long time.

Luo Peng stood with his head held high, looking high in the sky, and his fighting spirit was high.

The man who went to the dust said in due time: "Okay. Alright, Xpeng. Your immortal path is a reverse path, and now it's okay, so go down. ”

Luo Peng's momentum plummeted, and he turned around and bowed slightly to the Venerable Master: "Xiaopeng understands, thank you for your concern." ”

After saying that, he jumped down. Belong to the five.

In the sky, calm slowly returned.

The monks all looked at Sun Hao, who was sitting cross-legged in the air.

At this time, Sun Hao was closing his eyes and concentrating, comparing Luo Peng's discussion of immortals, and carefully comprehending.

Five Jindan. Only agarwood has not yet been immortalized.

The first four people have different emphases and different angles, but in general, everyone is quite taught, but they don't know how insightful Sun Hao and Sun Agarwood are.

When Jin Dan discusses immortals, the core understanding should be reserved, but even so, it will be of great benefit to the cultivators, even the cultivation of the Yuanying True Monarch.

I just don't know if Sun Hao and Sun Agarwood, who appeared in the end, will have some different understandings.

Half an hour later.

Sun Hao slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as stars, he stood up, put his hands behind his back, and strode forward, and he had already come to the front of the case.

With both hands arched slightly on his chest, his upper body slightly owed, with a smile on his face, he bowed around, and said loudly: "Qingyunmen, Sun Hao Sun Agarwood has seen all Taoist friends." ”

Returning to the field, 10,000 monks Qi Qi Gaonuo: "I have seen a real person of agarwood." ”

Smiling slightly, Sun Hao slowly crossed his knees and sat on the futon.

Reaching out and taking the teacup, he poured a cup of fragrant tea slowly, picked up the teacup with both hands and took a sip gently.

Putting down the teacup, Sun Hao closed his eyes, as if sorting out his thoughts.

Inside the field, tens of thousands of monks gathered in unison, silently, and looked at Sun Hao quietly.

After a few breaths, Sun Hao's eyes opened, and his clear and flat voice began to echo in the sky above Guiyi Field: "People are called immortals on the side of the mountain. ”

The monk below, slightly disappointed.

The beginning of agarwood is very similar to Li Min, and Li Min also opens.

Fortunately, next, Sun Hao and Li Min's understanding began to deviate, and their temperament and charm were completely different.

Li Min talks about immortals, arrogant.

At this time, Sun Hao seemed very ordinary and bland.

Sun Hao began to narrate from his own life, as if telling a story, so that everyone listened slowly: "Sun Hao left home at a young age and went to the mountain to practice, which is to be on the side of the mountain for people, and climb the road of seeking immortals and asking questions. ”

While slowly speaking, Sun Hao also recalled the scenes since his cultivation.

As I talked, in my mind, I kept replaying the road I had walked.

When he first entered the Xianmen, Sun Hao was an ignorant teenager.

For the safety of his hometown, he set foot on the immortal road, met the old man, began to cultivate, and became a successful cultivator.

That year, in the Fire Frog Swamp, Sun Hao killed the first creature for the sake of resources, and that year, for the first time, his hands were stained with the blood of a monk, and he killed his henchman Qu Youyan.

At that time, I was relieved, but now it seems that there is a faint melancholy.

That year, he killed the Yukun Dragon.

Now, the sword book obtained by Yukun Long is still the focus of Sun Hao's cultivation.

But thinking back to that time, thinking of Yukunlong's untimely death, and thinking of Yulei in Jinghua City, Sun Hao had a faint sadness in his heart.

That year, he killed Bai Zheng, a little man who sacrificed his life as a savior and was good at slapping horses, for some reason, Sun Hao still remembers it vividly.

That year, he killed the heroic Lei Zhong.

In that year, he became famous, became famous in Jinghua, and became the king of mountain hunting;

That year, the secret realm was king, and the refining of qi broke through;

That year, he apprenticed to Ziyan and ascended to the true legend;

Along the way, there were joys and smiles, but Sun Hao felt that he was slowly losing himself, losing his goal, cultivating for the sake of cultivation, and seeking the Tao for the sake of seeking the Tao.

In order to seek the Tao, he went through hardships and dangers, searched hard, and condensed the peerless heavens and earths.

In order to seek the Tao, he broke into the abyss of earth and fire, broke into the ghost city and ghost hill, and climbed to the top of Wanren Mountain.

In order to seek the Tao, he killed countless ghosts, and ruined the path of thousands of demon elites, and his hands were stained with blood.

Xiao Shichuan, Shi Yong, Tian Hongjian, and Yang Zhangliang, who made Sun Hao sigh at the moment, Bai Zhenghuang laughed one by one.

In order to seek the Tao, he built a foundation and cultivated to kill the Demon Dao Jindan.

At the time of the great success, he finally encountered a life and death crisis.

At that time, Master Ziyan sacrificed his life to save him.

At that time, the square small fire insisted on working hard.

At that time, the sister Wang Qiong with a different surname took care of her.

It's still fresh in my mind today.

Wang Village, the ordinary Wang Village, is now also buried in the depths of memory.

But how many nights, when I woke up in a dream, I seemed to see friends who had been separated for a long, long time.

Zhu Ling, who is very enthusiastic, Wang Yuan, who has two brothers in the world, and Zhang Wenmin, who is honest, one by one, have already been separated for many years before they have time to say goodbye.

Don't get drunk next to the stone, in front of the wall of enlightenment.

I lost my goal, I was afraid of my heart, and I was confused.

However, now, after being confused, there are many sighs and faint sorrows in the warm memories in my heart.

A touch of sadness.

Not bad, a touch of sadness.

Sun Hao, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly began to speak, and unconsciously, a faint sadness appeared on his body.

Grief for the past, grief for the seekers who have fallen into their own hands, grief for those people and things that cannot be forgotten.

It was done, it passed.

Don't regret it, time goes back, if you do it again.

Sun Hao will still deal with it the same way and do the same.

I don't regret it, but I have a faint sadness in my heart.

It's not the intense sadness of compassion, but the helplessness and a touch of sadness.

Slowly, Sun Hao said softly as if telling a story: "Monk practice, climb all the way, climb high and look far, the high place is not cold, looking back on a hundred years, the past is sad, excited, past, happy, past, sad, past, rich, past, poor, also past...... Under the carving of time, on the long fairy road, looking back, there are many sorrows, faint, natural sorrows. ”

In Sun Hao's leisurely voice, all the monks evoked the memories of the path of immortal cultivation.

Scenes of the past are replayed repeatedly in my mind.

In Sun Hao's voice, the sadness was even worse: "That year, I returned to Qingyun, and the master was seriously injured; that year, I returned to Qingmu, and the enlightenment teacher fell; that year, I returned to my hometown, and I didn't see my parents, but only the tomb......

Returning to the sky above the field, there seemed to be a sad atmosphere soaked in the bone marrow, and many young women's eyes were already full of tears.

Practice for a hundred years, and leave one person around.

Loved ones are gone, friends are gone, enemies are gone.

Looking around, he was alone.

Even if you are successful in cultivation, even if you can fly to the sky.

But how can there be no sorrow in that heart?

Immortals are glamorous, immortals are noble, but immortals are also people, and they are not omnipotent, many things, even if they are immortal cultivators, they can't do anything, watching a person leave.

There is much sorrow left in my heart.

Sun Hao's voice was always faint and slow, as if telling his own story.

In the end, Sun Hao said leisurely: "Immortal, there is a taste, that is, a faint sadness. ”

The smell of immortals, a touch of sadness.

Sun Hao's voice echoed in the Guiyi arena for a long time.

Even the people who went to the dust seemed to be thoughtful.

The whole scene was shrouded in a faint atmosphere of sadness, and most of the monks were still reminiscing about the path they had traveled, about the things that were about to be forgotten, and those who had been buried in the depths of their memories.

A faint sadness inevitably welled up in my heart. (To be continued.) )