Chapter 570: The Empty Are Not Empty

On the second day after several scholars were killed by Ji Fei, all the monks outside the territory noticed that at this moment, outside this Hall of Stars, many monks from outside the region gathered.

The extraterritorial cultivators have already received an order from the Three Sages to launch an attack on the Cangming Continent on the night of the full moon next month.

However, right now, in the territory of Penglai Sect, there is such a massacre on Kaixuan Island, which is really weird.

The atmosphere is a little quirky...

One person's expression was gloomy and uncertain, looking at the headless corpse in the field, and the head that was thrown away, his eyes revealed an unwilling look, but he was helpless.

"Don't tell the monks of the Penglai Sect about this matter first!" This person wore a purple and gold crown on his head, and a hosta passed through it, and a string of purple gold beads was attached to the back.

"Fang Qiu, what do you think about this?" some of the monks turned their gaze to Fang Qiu.

Fang Qiu, five hundred years of cultivation, in more than four hundred years, he has already stepped into the late stage of the Yuan Infant, the sea of divine consciousness condensed out of the purple mansion, the dantian produced the Yuan Dan, and now he is preparing to survive the catastrophe, and he can safely enter the cultivation of the gods.

His talent is so high that it is rare in the world, and it is extremely appreciated by the three sages!

He is the most advanced cultivator among all the foreign monks, and his methods are quite ruthless.

However, the most important thing is that Fang Qiu came from the Dry Ancient Star and was one of the three sages - the dojo of the Human Emperor.

On one hundred and eight planets, the dojo where the three sages are located, the Dry Ancient Star, the Moth Star, and the Chaotic Blood Star, are the three largest planets, and naturally they are also the most terrifying shili outside the territory.

In the eyes of everyone, this talented and extraordinary Fang Qiu is naturally regarded by everyone as the backbone.

At the very least, some of the decisions that should be made need to be made.

Everyone's eyes focused on Fang Qiu's body, this person's face was gloomy, and he said: "When I came down, I was summoned by the three sages, and the human emperor once gave me a sachet in the next one..."

The crowd was silent, listening to his explanation.

"Although the Emperor of the People gave this sachet under it, there is a secret method to put in it, but it is conditional to open it... The Human Emperor once said that if someone dies in battle on the Cangming Continent, then this sachet naturally does not need to be opened, but if someone dies for no reason on Triumph Island, then this sachet can be opened!" Fang Qiu said in a deep voice.

"Then why don't you open the sachet now?" someone said coldly.

Fang Qiu frowned, "The Human Emperor is really like a god!" As he spoke, he took out a sachet from his arms, on which was embroidered with the word "Emperor".

An old man saw this sachet, touched his beard and nodded, "Well, this sachet is unique to the Human Emperor." ”

"How so?" said someone skeptically.

"Haha-" The old man was ignorant, "This sachet is woven by the Heavenly Mother Spider next to the Human Emperor, and the material is the Heavenly Mother Spider Silk!"

Fang Qiu took out the sachet, and a killing intent suddenly flashed in his eyes.

I saw that on it, there were five blood-red characters:

"Bloody Penglai Sect"

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On an abrupt bluestone slab in the deep mountain stream, Ji Fei sat cross-legged, as steady as a mountain, and in front of him, a clear stream slowly slid through.

In the deep forest, in this void, Ji Fei sensed the slight fluctuations of the void around him.

In his hand, he held the "one-page book", which was none other than the Sumeru Xuangong.

This Sumeru Xuangong is different from the Taixu Sutra, one is supernatural power, the other is the mental method, the focus is different, but they both have great attainments in space.

Unconsciously, his body and mind have completely settled and realized this side of the world.

"The sky is vast, the wilderness is vast, the sky and the earth are willing..."The song came through the deep forest, and Ji Fei, who was cultivating, opened his eyes, and his divine sense shrouded this dense forest, but he was a woodcutter, carrying an axe and burnt wood, and he walked down the mountain in steps.

Looking at its journey, it is to pass through where Jifei is.

"The sky is vast, just like this obscure Taixu Sutra, and there is no substantive move of Sumeru Xuangong...", the word vast aptly expresses Ji Fei's state of mind at this time.

But his state of mind is still like a trickle in front of him, steady and radical, without the slightest wave.

Cultivators, in a big case, need chance.

Even if there is a ** like the Taixu Sutra and Sumeru Xuangong, without a certain opportunity, it is difficult to understand the most quintessential meaning, and even the most basic understanding may be wrong now.

Ji Fei exhaled and waited quietly for the woodcutter to pass by.

When the woodcutter passed by, when he saw Ji Fei, his expression was stunned, and his singing voice was sluggish, so he looked at Ji Fei carefully.

"Are you a legendary immortal?" the woodcutter looked kind, not the slightest fear, but a little awe.

"Immortals?" Ji Fei's mouth flashed with a hint of bitterness, "Sort of." ”

"Then you are cultivating here?" asked the woodcutter, and Ji Fei was not the slightest impatient with this, but instead started talking to him.

"Not bad. ”

"Immortal!" The woodcutter seemed to see the cultivator he had admired for a long time in his heart, and directly fell to his knees with a pop, "The layman has wanted to become an immortal for a long time, and I hope that my predecessors can achieve it!"

Hearing this, Ji Fei smiled lightly and said, "Cultivation requires spiritual root qualifications, and among mortals, there is no one in ten thousand who can cultivate the truth..."

"However, if you can answer my question, I can give you a chance!" Ji Fei said.

"The immortal asks, and the layman knows that he must answer. The woodcutter said.

"Haha, you vulgar husband is not vulgarβ€”" Ji Fei daxiao said, this woodcutter is crepe, like a sour and rotten talent.

"Don't hide it from the immortals, he was a scholar in his later life, but it was because his family was poor, so he made a living by collecting firewood, and he was really helpless. Looking at his outfit, Ji Fei was really between a reckless man in the mountains and a scholar in Wenxiu.

"Well, listen up. How do you feel about the word 'space'? If you say it, I will give you a chance to cultivate the truth. ”

The woodcutter scholar said: "The empty is not empty, and the intervening is not intermittent!"

When Ji Fei heard this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at this person carefully, and after a long time, he said: "Hehe, I didn't expect that the junior was gone, I don't know who the senior is?"

His expression was awe-inspiring, because it wasn't that his divine sense couldn't detect this person's cultivation, but because this person's cultivation was really too terrifying.

The woodcutter scholar said: "The people in the forest are just a people in the forest who are not tolerated by the world!"

"The people in the forest..."Ji Fei muttered, "What the predecessor said, empty is not empty, and there is no intermittent, is it and the intention?"

"There's no purpose, isn't this what you're asking, what you want to know?" said the man in the wood, shook his head, and walked along the mountain road with firewood on his back.

In just a few figures, his figure disappeared in a daze.

"Little Daoyou, you still owe the old man a chance, hahaha-" An ethereal and hearty voice came out of the mouths of the people in the forest, resounding throughout the forest.

Ji Fei stared at the figure of the person in the forest before, motionless, his figure really disappeared like a ghost.

After looking at it for a while, Ji Fei sat cross-legged and carefully comprehended the Sumeru Xuangong and Taixu Sutra.

"Space is not space...... his eyes flashed, as if he had realized something.

"And it's too empty...... It's not ethereal!"

"Too, the meaning of crossing, crossing the void, is the truth..."

Suddenly, Ji Fei hahadaxiao, "Understood, I completely understood!" He suddenly jumped, and the Taixu Sutra was running in his body, and his body, which was still falling, actually slowly stopped in the void.

There is no trace of spiritual power in the body, only the Taixu Sutra in the heart.

And his figure is weirdly floating in the void, empty but not empty, and indispensable!

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Ji Fei has always been like this, sitting strangely cross-legged in the void, quietly reciting the Thousand Words of the Taixu Sutra.

He is realizing that only by fully understanding the ancient scriptures can he better cultivate Sumeru Xuangong!

The people in the forest chopped wood and returned, looked at Ji Fei sitting cross-legged in the void, shook his head, and said with a sneer: "Is this the empty person not empty?

His voice was not high, but it was not low, which shocked Ji Fei, who was cultivating, and opened his eyes.

"Senior... Really, isn't it just empty and not empty?"

The man in the forest shook his head and said nothing, took a few steps, and disappeared.

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A few days later, the people in the forest came from chopping wood and watched Ji Fei sit cross-legged in the void, but he was standing upside down in the void, and the place above his head was not the ground, but the void.

Seeing this, the people in the forest shook their heads.

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A few days later, the people of the forest came again.

But seeing Ji Fei, sitting cross-legged, sitting firmly on the bluestone slab, the people in the forest looked stunned and walked over, "You understand?"

Ji Fei said: "The empty person is not empty, and the down-to-earth is the mystery of the void!"

The man in the forest laughed, "What nonsense..."

Ji Fei showed an embarrassed look on his face and said, "What exactly does it mean that the empty is not empty?"

The man in the forest hahadaxiao left twice.

Ji Fei felt a pang of chagrin in his heart, this was still the most leaky stage since he cultivated the truth.

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