Shen Lian took the Sanguang Divine Water, originally to heal Chen Jianmei's injury, but now Chen Jianmei doesn't know where he has gone, let alone life and death. Even if he was a genius and could break through the formation of the Six Qing Masters, he would not be able to turn back time and understand what had happened before.

He still knows too little about this world.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, it is like a mirror that is not stained with dust, reflecting Zhang Ruoxu's face.

is looking at him with a smile, as if he was alive.

Shen Lian's expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of his hand, the illusion was like a reflection in the water, giving birth to ripples and shattering.

He knew in his heart that the red dust had been disturbed recently, so there were demonic obstacles.

This is also the reason why after the monks have crossed the Nine Realms of Cultivation and attained immortality, they will take refuge in a quiet place, and there are few people who run for the red dust, but in order to be less delusional, give birth to demonic obstacles, and hinder the progress of the Tao.

After cutting through the delusion, it is not that the Lingtai will be spotless from now on, but that it will enter the form of Shen Lian's gift to Venerable Baoyue - 'The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform'.

There are two sentences after it, 'Always wipe diligently, don't stir up dust'.

It is easy to get the Tao and it is difficult to keep the Tao, and Shen Lian has a deep understanding at this time.

He is not afraid of the difficulties of the future, but he suddenly has infinite pride in his heart, full of infinite expectations for his future life, and even the disappearance of Chen Jianmei, this unexpected thing happens, it seems interesting.

The dead are gone, and the past is not admonished, but the one who comes can still be chased.

Looking at the bright moon again, it has sunk to the west, but the clear light has not diminished.

He secretly said to himself: When can it be like this month, although it can borrow the sun, it can also shine on the endless earth, and then it will be in vain to seek the Tao.

The moon is born from the sun, and just as the Taoist borrows the law of heaven and earth, it has endless power.

Although it is not a world of its own, that kind of realm is also invincible in the world.

Fang Yanying woke up, her mind was dizzy, she could hardly think, the sunlight outside the window was blazing and dazzling, she had never slept so late, and her mind slowly condensed.

suddenly remembered that yesterday, she went out to pick mustard greens for her uncle.

Later, after the picking, I saw that the shadow of the cold pool was very clear, and the sun was a little high, so I took a bath in the cold pool, and it took a while.

As soon as she entered the Taoist temple, she found that the rest of her fellow disciples were all dead, and she was worried about her master, so she hurriedly went to the ashram where her master was retreating, but she saw her uncle.

Then her heart and lungs were hit hard, which made her cough incessantly, and her throat was fishy and sweet, and she didn't know anything after a few strokes.

She looked at her clothes, sure enough, there were dried blood stains, the exercise was running, the sword qi in the body was flowing through the meridians, and when it was going to pass through the meridians between the heart and lungs, it was unspeakably uncomfortable, and then out of nowhere came out of the body a breath like a clear spring, moisturizing the lungs, and the indescribable use, the sword qi was like a long river, penetrating the acupoints, like bursting the embankment and seawater, endlessly.

The invisible sword technique in her body is running more and more smoothly, but in this way, the meridians and acupoints will inevitably be a little unbearable, which makes her happy, but also a little sad, giving birth to a tingling feeling, and she can't help moaning.

Then that breath of clear spring was endless, no matter how much damage was to the meridian acupoints, in short, under that aura, the old view was restored in an instant, and the meridian acupoints became more and more tenacious between such destruction and rebirth, and the mana of the invisible sword technique grew endlessly.

It turned out that this monk had a fixed number of exercises in a day, and he should not be overly diligent.

Because the meridian acupoints have limited endurance, if they toss too much and are damaged, they will have to be recuperated for a long time.

Fang Yanying has practiced since she was a child, and although her meridians are much wider than ordinary people, she still can't support her endless practice. At this time, with the help of that breath, the invisible sword technique turned faster and faster, and she had only practiced to the fourth layer, and she was like a broken bamboo to enter the fifth layer, and the running sword qi was brave and refined, and there was no hindrance, and it continued to run, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was poured into it like a heavenly river, and with a quick turn, it entered the acupoints around her body, as the raw material for the sword qi of the invisible sword technique.

Xuan Gong ran endlessly, and he actually broke through the fifth layer in one breath and entered the sixth layer realm.

At this time, the sword qi condensed, like a drop of water, rolling around in the meridians. Kankan ran to the peak of the sixth layer, and was about to connect all the water droplet-like sword qi into a stream, when suddenly the spiritual platform was clear, and the Xuan Gong was running, and it stopped.

The breath of the clear spring in his body also disappeared, and he crouched down.

Fang Yanying came into her eyes, only to see Uncle Shi in front of her, stretching out a finger and pointing at her eyebrows.

Seeing her open her eyes, she slowly withdrew her fingers, Fang Yanying felt hot on her face at this time, not because she was shy, but because she was diligent, her blood and qi fluctuated, and it was concentrated on her face, even if there was no mirror, she knew that her face would definitely be like a red glow at this time.

It's just that Uncle Shi is elegant, he has a quiet and distant temperament, slowly infecting the surroundings, Fang Yanying slowly calmed down his qi and blood, the Lingtai returned to purity, immediately sorted out some of the contexts, and asked Shen Lian: "Senior Uncle, Senior Brother Yuanliang, how did they go, and is my master okay?"

"You ask me, I don't know, when I come back, they have already been robbed of life, as for your master, even I can't tell where he is now, maybe he is not in this world. Shen Lian said indifferently.

Fang Yanying was shocked in his heart, just from the words from his uncle's mouth, the whereabouts of the master are unknown, it is not necessarily that something has happened, it can be comforted a little, but thinking of the senior brothers who were still alive during the day, now none of them are gone, the saddest person in the world is nothing more than death, that is, qi practitioners, and no exception, otherwise, why should qi practitioners throughout the ages be committed to the way of immortality.

The voice and smile of the same door, just like now, can never see each other again, she can't help but have tears overflowing, but she can't help but not drip.

Shen Lian didn't comfort her either, and went out with his hands.

In real life, there are too many sad things, the more you experience, the more pain you suffer, and seeing people close to you disappear from your own life, but you have nothing to do, that kind of feeling is what the vast majority of Taoists who have embarked on the road to immortality must bear.

Taoism talks about being too forgetful, not only because the avenue is ruthless, but because there are some experiences, which are really heart-wrenching.

If Zhuang Zhou's wife died, he sang with a bang, knowing whether the pain in his heart had penetrated into his bone marrow.

Shen Lian didn't think that being sad and sad was a useless emotion, and only then did he understand how deep the pain was.

If Fang Yanying can get out of this shadow, seven years later, Lingtai will talk about the Tao, and he can take another person with him.

He didn't feel that he was too rational because of this, but he was in this position, so he had to make more plans for Qing Xuan after Chen Jianmei didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

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