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Soaring in the sky and proud of the earth, Yu Zecheng flew out of the world of Xuanyuan Cave, flew to Xuanyuan Hill, and flew in the sky. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The mountains at the feet, the countless mountains, the peaks turn around, and the green mountains outside the mountains. This mountain is like a sword inserted into the sky, that mountain is like a jade pillar supporting the sky, and another mountain is like a solemn old man, standing on the surface of the sky.

Looking down at the earth, looking at it here, the distant mountains are continuous, just like a long dragon flying to the horizon: looking at it over there, the mountains overlap, and the peaks are piled up, like the waves rushing and the waves emptying.

Some are blue, some are green, some are gray brown, some are dark purple, some are not grassy, some are covered with green, some are full of pine forests, and some are full of red flowers. The style of the mountains also seems to be different, some are majestic, some are handsome, some are quiet, and some are rich.

Some are imposing in the sun, while others are faintly ethereal in the mist. They have their own temperament and surname, on the mountains, the valley is full of verdant bamboo, the slope is full of tall cedar, a piece of arm thick young pine, a piece of graceful tung oil. I could only hear the wind whistling in my ears, and at a glance, there were bowl-sized miscellaneous trees and shrubs mixed among the big trees, and the azaleas seemed to like this lush mountain, and there were clumps of red and purple everywhere.

Flying forward, the golden grass beach is a tender green, the russet Gobi is a cedar bush, some are white, some are egg yolk, and some are purple, and the silver-white desert is white, spitting dark green young shoots.

All of this makes up a beautiful pattern. The layers of snow peaks in the distance are like immobile white clouds, the sunset burns behind the white clouds, and a few golden glows float in the blue sky, the scenery is beautiful!

The undulating autumn fields are like a huge wall map, and the colorful mountains stretch away, and the long rows of trees on the top of the mountains. Vivid colors are reflected in the quiet river, reflected in the still water of countless lakes and ponds, elm trees will scatter golden leaves, sugar maple is like a piece of fire, roaring and breathtaking, to the extreme.

Yu Zecheng is proud of the world, slowly falling on a mountain peak, where the peak is a thousand zhang high, reading power is upright, among the solitary show and the mountains, there is a trace of arrogance, Yu Zecheng stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the rushing river under his feet, opened his mouth and shouted loudly:

"Ahh......h

The sword dove disappeared, Yu Zecheng sat here, and began to meditate, he was thinking, he now has the Xuanyuan Six Swords, and he can turn the sword into a dove, and it is time for Dan to become a product.

What I lack now is my own Dao, my own insistence on the Tao like Master, but I don't have the immortal Dao heart of Master, I can only absorb the essence of my predecessors, embrace all rivers, be tolerant, and find my own direction on their basis.

Yu Zecheng took out the Eternal Imperishable Three Thousand Great Dao Nirvana Sutra here, and began to watch this Sutra, the first page, this time it was no longer possible to hold on to the previous few breaths, and opened for a quarter of an hour, the way of the heavenly demons, the source of ten thousand powers, and the infinite power between heaven and earth.

But this is not your own way, no matter how good this way is, it does not belong to you, you can only learn from it, you can't move it all.

Next, the way of time, flowing water without a trace, nothing can stop its power, the hero is old, the red face is withered, the empire collapses, no one is invincible.

Time is infinite, but this does not belong to me, I can only observe, not copy.

The third page, just opened, Yu Zecheng felt the endless sword intent, the supreme sword qi, the traceless sword heart, the wounds on his hands immediately appeared, and the blood was left, just a slight glance, and he was injured by the sword wound.

The way of the old madman is the way of destruction, and in the end all things in heaven and earth will be destroyed, and there is eternity in the world, only destruction, and his way is this.

Yu Zecheng slowly felt it, and then suddenly closed the book, put it into the martial arts space, and then took out the Empty Demon Sutra, began to watch, and then took out the Demon Sutra and began to study.

After reading many scriptures, Yu Zecheng sat silently on the mountain peak, and began to ask himself, asking himself, what is his Tao, what is the purpose of cultivating immortals?

The three questions of Xuanyuan on the flying car back then, the entrance hall, the master's voice and fierce question, once again came to mind.

What is the purpose of cultivating immortals by oneself? What price can be paid for this purpose? If you pay these things and fail to achieve your goal, what should you do?

Yu Zecheng slowly considered, slowly looking for his own way of heaven, he went against the sky, struggled in every way, died without mercy, said goodbye to his family, cut off the love thread, endured loneliness, month by month, year after year, when other people's wives and young children enjoyed the joy of family, when they enjoyed endless blessings, they just sat on the futon, and practiced lonely penance all night, what is this for?

What is your own pursuit? What is your own way?

The sky is full of white clouds, the sun rises and sets again, the dark clouds cover it, the thunderstorms roll, the autumn wind is blowing, the winter is coming, and the snow is covered.

Yu Zecheng sat here for six months, looking at the world in front of him, watching the changes in the weather of the heavens and the earth, watching all things wither, and the heavy snow covering the whole world.

The winter snow is covered, everything is withering, and it is difficult to escape the four seasons of glory, I don't want to.

The mountains are full of flowers, proud of the crowd, but they can be brought at will, I don't want to.

I only wish that the fragrance will grow and stay in the world forever, and I only wish that the branches will be strong and leafy, and I will not be afraid of being stubborn.

I have a sword in my hand, a supreme sword, which can cut the sky, break the enemy, and kill the enemy.

I want to be at ease with my body and mind, do everything by myself, and not be trapped by all things, confused by all things, and confused by all feelings. Never get lost.

I want to be free, crisscross the heavens, and I can also run rampant in the fairy world.

My Word is freedom, the most perfect, the most sublime freedom, the freedom of body and mind, the freedom of all things to oneself. Unrestricted, unhindered freedom. Eternal, free, do what you want, do whatever you want, and get the freedom to get what you want. That kind of supreme freedom that has no limits.

The heavens cannot brush my will, the earth cannot go against my heart, life and death are in my hands, and everything is as I wish. Shura can be beheaded, immortals can be beheaded, and heaven and earth can be beheaded.

I want that kind of freedom. I want to bow my head this day, I want this day to bow my head, I want this water to flow backwards, this water to flow backwards.

It's an arrogant idea, but I'm going to make it a reality, this is me, this is my way, my ideal in life.

Kept repeating, the simple two words of freedom, gradually, the light in his eyes converged, his belief continued to improve, and the dove of the six swords reappeared, but this time it was just a flash, and the endless power was all absorbed by him, this sword was not to attack the enemy, but to conceive himself.

Looking at the past again, on the top of the mountain, there are traces of Yu Zecheng, and there is only a huge bird egg, standing on the top of the mountain.

He turned into an egg, and this time he did not go to the Great Dao to retreat and cultivate, but on this peak, he started a new cultivation of the Dan.

If it is not a product, it will never be a golden pill.

This time, the Pangu world let out a violent tremor, the purple thunder and lightning in the black fog flashed extremely solemnly, the lake world began to boil, the flame world began to collapse, the two roared, and suddenly merged into one, starting a new round of evolution.

A voice kept recalling in that Pangea world, "what will be realized, what will be realized, what will be realized, what will be realized......"

The winter snow melts, the earth returns to spring, the mountains are full of flowers, the green trees spit buds, the summer thunder rolls, the torrential rain repeats, the three dog poisons say, the sun is like fire, the autumn wind is sorrowful, the fallen leaves wither, the branches wither, the cold wind rises, the water turns into ice, the snow is covered, and the winter is coming again.

In this way, Yu Zecheng became on this mountain peak, the sword dove turned into eggs, the body and mind were transformed, and it became a pill.

Suddenly, it was the one thousand and first day, and the Jindan Zhenren, who had been ordered to protect Yu Zecheng in the shadows, suddenly found that the aura in the air suddenly rolled chaotically, and countless aura vortices were formed in the blink of an eye.

On top of this peak, Yu Zecheng turned into an egg, and the Xuanyuan Sword Sect issued a trial task, and every year a Jindan real person was changed here to protect Yu Zecheng and protect his safety. Seeing this aura rolling, the Jin Dan real person just smiled, and instantly sent out a flying book to notify the door.

The aura rolled, and Yu Zecheng's body began to infiltrate a large amount of spiritual power outward, only to see that the sky was ten miles away from this peak, and the aura vortex could even be visible to the naked eye, which was unstable.

A little bit of spiritual energy swirls, exuding colorful light, flickering and bright, they are all made of the aura of heaven and earth, containing the extremely pure aura, showing a gorgeous and beautiful state. Jin Dan Zhenren looked at this spiritual energy and nodded, it seems that his protection is really not in vain This is a sign of Jin Dan Dacheng, he glanced out unintentionally, and was stunned.

I saw that this spiritual power vortex, spreading for a hundred miles, everywhere I looked, was full of this splendid spiritual Xuan, and there were dots of spiritual light in the sky, boundless, as if there was no end at all. Jin Dan Zhenren was completely stunned, this, this is impossible, a sign of a hundred miles, unimaginable. Even if the powerful Jindan real person came out, the vision was only ten miles, and this vision actually reached a hundred miles, and the Yuan Infant turned into a shape, but it was just like that.

The radius of the mountain peak is really full of this spiritual power vortex, which spreads all over the area. In the Xuanyuan Sword Sect Cave Mansion, countless people were stunned for a while, looking at this earth-shattering appearance.

The envy of the foundation building period, the surprise of the Jindan period, and the hesitation of the Yuan infant period.

Surprise or delight. Shocked, stunned, envious, jealous, all kinds of expressions! The hunchbacked old man guarding the mausoleum looked at the vision from a distance, and the sweeping old immortal beside him was quietly drinking fragrant tea.

Hunchbacked old man says:

"This son can be taught, what do you think of the old madman's proposal?"

老不死 says:

"I don't agree, it's too unfair to Gongsun Nalan. I still disagree. ”

Hunchbacked old man says:

"Okay, then I've been investigating for a few years, you grew up watching Nalan, and you have personal feelings here, but Nalan's performance in the past two years has disappointed me too much, and I'm addicted to witches' beautiful family affection, if you don't wake up, don't blame me for being ruthless.

I now agree with the old madman's suggestion to put Yu Zecheng squarely on the list of candidates for the head of the Xuanyuan Sword Faction. ”

(To be continued)