The sun is shining, the breeze is caressing, and it is time of year when the spring flowers are in full bloom. The grass around the Sea of Stars is green, flowers are blooming, birds are flying, and endless light spirit is blowing in the face. The big waterfall in the distance falls from the sky, the rapids are turbulent like the Milky Way falling for nine days, splashing water from time to time, and like a goddess scattering flowers, it is beautiful. A wonderful rainbow bridge across the sky above the strange stone Junfeng, continuous mountains, ethereal valleys, graceful like a holy place in the world.

The bamboo forest is deep in the sea, the mottled light and shadow shine on the earth, the breeze blows the bamboo sea, and the hissing sound is like the roar of the avenue, which is simple and mysterious. Bamboo leaves fall in the air from time to time, like elves dancing. Under a piece of light and shadow, there is a young man sitting on the boulder, like an old monk in a fixed position, kneeling down, sitting cross-legged, holding Tai Chi in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, his abdomen inhaling and spitting, and inadvertently breathing as if there is nothing.

It has been fifteen years since Pan Dao came to this world, and he has grown from an ignorant child to a handsome young man. The delicate face is still a little immature, but the bright little eyes are as deep as the starry sky, the long black hair is made into a bun, and he is dressed in white, and he sits quietly out of the dust. Half of the Qingfeng Sword in front of him glowed with cold light, casually inserting into the dirt. The discomfort at the beginning of the new world has disappeared, and now he has completely integrated into this martial arts world. Here, either murder or being killed, here, there is no soft-heartedness, there is no kindness of a woman, there is only blood and sword, love and hatred, and the righteousness of grievances. It's just the kindness of the previous life, how can you say forget it, it's such a nature, you can't force it.

The way of martial arts lies in the method of breathing, and if the Tao is different, the method is different, and the method is different. Pan Dao was adopted by Ding Chunqiu since he was a child, and fifteen years later, he is now a big disciple of the Star Sect. However, his martial arts are the lowest except for the new entry A Zi, so now his status as a big disciple will not be guaranteed, the discussion in the door, the power in his hands, that Xingzi is the real senior brother, just wait for the end of the martial arts conference in a year, Pan Dao may no longer exist.

The martial arts conference is a martial arts competition of the Star Sect, but it is extremely cruel. Anyone in the disciple can compete on the stage, the winner is the king, and if he loses, he will gamble his life. No one wants to go up to compete, but no one can resist the temptation of rewards. People are greedy, who doesn't want to be the number one in the world. The magic of the Dafa of transforming gong, the subtlety of picking the stars and catching the moon, the power of the five poison divine skills, and the mastery of the star sect can all be learned here.

The Star Sect, Ding Chunqiu, and the Dafa of Huagong, couldn't help but sigh when they thought of these Pan Dao. It's not good to be someone's apprentice, but it's Ding Chunqiu of the Star Sect, and his fate is really unfortunate. Maybe any sect is better than the Star Sect, at least you don't have to worry about your life being at any time. Of course, if you are just an ordinary person, you may be freer, but if you think about it, it may be more sad.

Ding Chunqiu, the biggest traitor in Tianlong, the apprentice of the Carefree Sect without a cliff, the founding patriarch of the Xingzhu faction, the top master, the big devil, everyone in the door calls him an old immortal, and the people who despise him in the martial arts also call him Ding Lao Monster. At the beginning, he appeared majestic, but after being defeated by Xuzhu and sent to the Shaolin Precept Academy for reform, he could be regarded as having a good end.

Pan Dao didn't think about running away, he also thought about going to the Wuliang Mountain to take the Northern Spiritual Skill, Ling Bo Weibu, and then practice for a few years to become a generation of masters, crisscrossing the martial arts. Or run to Shaolin to seek rescue and shelter, find the nameless monk and be safe for life, but the reality is not imagination, the sea of stars is thousands of miles away from the Central Plains, and the middle road is far away and dangerous, and there will be danger to life at every turn. There are too many martial arts strongmen in the Tianlong world, and the chaos in the martial arts has been even more turbulent since the agitation of the eldest brother Murong Bo, and any thief who robs on the road can kill Pan Dao, who has just entered the martial arts.

What to do, Pan Dao is very entangled. But his entanglement was gone after seeing Ding Chunqiu's methods of dealing with traitors, the horror of the deep cave of death and forbidden, the backlash of poisonous skills, the screams of three months, and the tragic appearance of bleeding from seven holes. Let's be honest, if you don't have the ability, you can live a stable life, the passage of time, fifteen years of nurturing does not mean giving up.

Pan Daopan sat on a boulder and practiced, and the shadow in the sun was not lonely, but nature. The internal qi starts from the lower dantian, passes through the perineum, passes through the anus, along the spine and the three passes of the tail lu, the spine and the jade pillow, to the top of the head mud pill, and then from the two ears and cheeks to the tip of the tongue, to the fragrance of Yingxiang, to the magpie bridge, and the Ren pulse, along the chest and abdomen in the middle and lower dantian. One breath and one breath, long and long, the avenue of martial arts, to the complex to the simple, the internal strength of the cultivation runs along the small week day week after week.

Xiao Zhou Tian Gong Fa, also known as the basic Gong Fa. Everyone will be a martial artist, as long as they sense the sense of qi, many people will switch to another advanced martial arts, and from then on they will disdain the basic internal skills, although it is necessary for those who learn martial arts, but the status is very low. The Xingzhu faction was born from the Xiaoyao faction, Ding Chunqiu was a top master, and there were many martial arts in the door, but Pan Dao never cared. Martial arts of the Star School, poison skills.

The avenue is prosperous, the martial arts are vast, and the cultivation of poison has finally entered the inferior. Pan Dao didn't want to practice poison by himself, so he simply didn't learn it. If it weren't for Ding Chunqiu, who was raised since childhood, if it weren't for his fate, I'm afraid he would have been shot to death by him. Because of the fate technique, there are many martial arts in the Xiaoyao School, but there are more miscellaneous studies. Medical divination, although Ding Chunqiu is not very good, he believes that when he had not betrayed back then, if it weren't for Su Xinghe saying that Pan Dao was his lucky star, Ding Chunqiu would have been killed long ago. But the result is okay, as long as it is beneficial to him, he should raise an idler.

Fifteen years ago, Ding Chunqiu rebelled, and fifteen years later, the Star Sect dominated the territory. Fifteen years later, the world of Tianlong is about to open. Ding Chunqiu's eyes looked at the Central Plains, the ethereal peaks of the Tianshan Mountains. Jianghu Road, sword singing, a clear dance, blood and sword falling flowers, a glass of turbid wine, the hope of life and the Tao, ask today, who is the master of ups and downs.

Pan Dao's luck lasted for thirty-six weeks, and he got up. Pulling out the long sword in front of him, he jumped into the forest and the sword technique came out. It is still the basic exercises, swordsmanship, footwork, fists, one move, one style, one board and one eye, you can't see the cleverness, you can't see the joy and anger. The bamboo leaves dance gently, the swordsmanship is continuous, and the fist and palm footwork are practiced together, and the realm of emptiness is only the rebirth of martial arts.

Heaven and earth, martial arts, Taoism and nature. Pan Dao is not very smart, he can only practice one move at a time, practice makes perfect, and instinct is life-saving. It doesn't matter if it's good or not, as long as you can survive, you have to practice more. The martial arts are endless, who can tell the truth. It is a long time to cultivate, and ask the heavens to live forever. Pan Dao's forehead was dripping with sweat, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, he was not reluctant, put away the long sword, and sat on the stone to rest.

Pan Dao's eyes were fixed on the long sword, and he didn't know what to think, but suddenly sighed, and silently reinserted the sword into the dirt in front of him. When is it a head, can you live freely. As the saying goes, once you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help it, but who can really quit. In his previous life, he also longed for the world of martial arts, a smart martial arts, a long sword, a pot of wine, the road was uneven, the sword was drawn to help, the rivers and lakes and the beauties, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the life of the gods. Now that I am really in martial arts, I found out that heroes are not so easy to do, and the hot-blooded youth is not as good as the ordinary life after all, killing people is not what I want, but I can't help it. Especially in a sect like Xingzhu, from Ding Chunqiu to the new disciples, all of them are ruthless, treacherous and vicious, and if they don't pay attention to the Tao, then everything will be over.

A year later, the conference ended, and Ding Chunqiu was about to dominate the Central Plains. This year will also be the beginning of the plot of Tianlong. It's just that now I don't know what Bei Qiao Feng is doing, what Nan Murong is planning to do, and whether Duan Yu, the son of Dali, is still being forced to learn martial arts and study the way of governing the country, is the little monk Xuzhu of Shaolin Temple still knocking on the wooden fish and sweeping the ground?

Pan Dao's eyes gradually became firmer, and the cold light flashed in his eyes, these junior brothers in the door are really not giving up, is the position of the senior brother so easy to sit in. Could it be that they really think that they can't kill, or naively think that they can play to death with their high martial arts. Well, then, for the sake of the Heavenly Dragon World in a year's time, you all have to die.

I am not a human being, and it is enough to be born again. If you don't fight the sword, why bother to create a man's body. Pan Dao admits that he is not smart enough, but not being smart does not mean that he is not smart enough, and not being smart does not mean that he is not good enough. Force is important, but heart is the main thing. Pan Dao looked up at the sky, maybe there was a providence in the dark, since he could come to this world, then he could definitely go back. Shattering the Void will be his only goal at the moment.

After Pan Dao rested for a while, he turned around and left this bamboo sea, and the unknown events began to turn, and the world world would be wonderful because of himself. The beauty of the Sea of Stars has faded due to the existence of the Nakshatra faction, but the magnificence of nature is not still a legend because of the legend of the warriors. Pan Dao's firmness in the bamboo forest made him begin to face danger head-on, escape is not the way, and the way out can be brave.

The eight parts of the heavenly dragon, one thought of all beings, one kill and one save people, only by standing in the hell road, can we know the greatness of the Buddha. "All the people in the world are suffering, how can they realize their enlightenment. Reciting Buddhist scriptures is immeasurably blessed. Kill one person with one sword, and all living beings will be safe. There is nature in the Tao, and I wish that people are like dragons. Pan Dao chanted this poem, and Da Lu laughed endlessly. At this moment, he is like a monk who has attained the Tao full of compassion, and like a floating true immortal full of hope. Great compassion, great joy and great joy, only the great wish is sung, the Tao is natural, the Dharma is boundless, the suffering of all beings, what is martial arts, only wish everyone in the world is like a dragon.

Spring flowers bloom, butterflies dance, Pan Dao walks on the way back to the dormitory. The bamboo leaves rustle in the breeze, the sun shines on his face, and a smile hangs on his lips.

Nakshatra Sea, Nakshatra faction. The attic towers stand in the meantime, the martial arts hall, the scripture pavilion, the weapon shop, the five poison halls, the council hall and so on are scattered and intertwined. The sound of four generations of disciples practicing martial arts came from the martial arts hall, and there were three or three generations of disciples who kept entering and exiting the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and the Five Poisons Pavilion. Occasionally, some disciples found out that Pan Dao was coming, and most of them were disdainful. With the name of a senior brother, his martial arts are worse than those of the three generations of disciples, so he may not be able to see him in a long time.

Pan Dao smiled at the corner of his mouth, whether he was disdainful or self-deprecating, maybe both. He entered the council hall unhurriedly, came to Ding Chunqiu's eyes step by step, and bowed. Several glances came, and the hostility was self-evident. Pan Dao felt uncomfortable for a moment, but he continued, and the respectful etiquette was completed meticulously, and no one could fault it.

In the main hall, no one spoke for a while, and the atmosphere was condensed in an instant, and at this moment, the wind and rain were coming.

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