Chapter 177: Sword Saint Dugu seeks defeat
After a stick of incense, the middle-aged man did not change, and after another half an hour, his eyebrows suddenly brightened, and the whole person seemed to have a trace of enlightenment, and his breath became more pure.
He opened his eyes slightly and glanced at the young man in front of him, and there was an unconcealable surprise in his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.
"You're finally here!" the mysterious man's mouth murmured, and he didn't seem to speak for a long time.
"Senior, you're awake!" Hearing this, Nan Jiantian got up in surprise, very respectful, he didn't want to make any trouble for himself before he found out the identity of the other party, he quickly explained: "Senior, junior passed by here alone, there is no other intention, where there is no disturbance, please also ask senior Haihan." ”
"You don't have to blame yourself, let me ask you, what year is it?"
"Back to my predecessors, now it's ......" Nan Jiantian told the truth.
"It turns out that twenty years have passed in a blink of an eye, and time flies so fast!" the middle-aged man sighed.
"Twenty years, could it be that the predecessors have been sitting here for twenty years?" Nan Jiantian suppressed his fright, and his thoughts quickly unfolded. Could it be that this person in front of him is the legend that disappeared mysteriously twenty years ago? It's just that he is not sure what he thinks in his heart, and all this is too shocking.
"Yes, and you are the first human I have seen in twenty years, perhaps, the first living creature I have seen in twenty years, and for some reason the creatures beyond the valley are so afraid of me that they never dare to come even a step closer to me...... Maybe it's because I had a demonic attack when I first came here twenty years ago, and I destroyed everything here, and I'm a sinner...... But I get along with them sincerely, they don't understand the suffering in my heart, a person, if he does not fail, there can be no real success, and a monk, if he has not experienced life and death, can not break through the shackles of life, nor can he elevate himself to another situation, let alone comprehend the true meaning of life......" The middle-aged man seemed to be in a paranoid situation, and his words were a little crazy, obviously he did not really understand.
"Can you understand me?" he finally asked.
"The younger generation can understand the misery in the hearts of the seniors, life does need to be precipitated, and fate is a curse for every monk, and only by breaking the curse can we reinvent ourselves. Nan Jiantian said sincerely.
"Maybe you'll think I'm crazy, but you can call me that. The middle-aged man's eyes regained clarity and continued: "You are right, life needs to be precipitated, and fate is a curse to every monk, and only by breaking the curse can we reshape heaven and earth and ourselves. I've been sitting for 20 years, enlightened several times, and I've obviously touched the door of the realm, but the layer of window paper has never been able to pierce it, and it seems that I still haven't been able to really understand it. ”
"Then what is the realm of the seniors now?" Nan Jiantian asked tentatively.
"Realm? I haven't heard these words in a long time. If you talk about the realm, this seat has entered the primordial infancy stage three hundred years ago, and now it is ...... After 300 years, we must have reached the realm of Nirvana!"
'Above the Yuan Infant Stage, there is even a Nirvana Realm?' Nanjian Tian's eyes were strange.
"I have been in the state of Nirvana for a hundred years, and in the past hundred years, my skills have not improved an inch, and there are even faint signs of regression......
"Is there really no way to crack it?"
"Above the Yuan Infant Stage is the realm of Nirvana, which haunts countless monks, but also makes countless heroes come to an end. Those who are in the state of Nirvana will be fulfilled in different ways, and their cultivation will be reversed, or they will go mad, or they will end themselves with their own hands...... And so on. The deeper the cultivator's cultivation is, the more violent the calamity will become, and no one can avoid it. The realm of Nirvana is to fight with the heavens, it is a real fight against the destiny of heaven, and even to change the life against the sky, and if the life is successfully changed, you can soar to the ground and ascend to the immortal gate; otherwise, you will be crushed by the heavenly way and scatter ashes, and there will be no trace of it, even if you do not die under the punishment of the heavenly way, you will die in all kinds of calamities, and the saddest thing is that the longevity is exhausted, the realm falls layer by layer, and you are wiped out in despair!"
"Even so, with the realm of your predecessors, who can suppress you here?"
"Suppression?" the young man sneered: "The entire Eastern Earth Continent, including the Middle Earth Continent and the West Earth Continent, the three continents are difficult for me to meet opponents, the whole world, try to ask who can suppress this seat." ”
"That senior......" Nan Jiantian wondered.
"This seat is because the outside world is invincible, and I am tired of the chaos of the world, and the Demon Suppression Tower is a rare place of meditation, I plan to participate in the creation here, and this sitting is twenty years, is it the destiny of heaven?" The middle-aged man raised his head and asked.
Sure enough, this person is from the Eastern Earth Continent, so if the time coincides, his identity may already be known. Nan Jiantian's heart was excited, although everything was still to be confirmed.
"Dare to ask the seniors?"
"I can't remember my name, if you really want to have a name, you can call me 'Sword Demon'! The middle-aged man said lightly.
'Sure enough!' At this moment, Nan Jiantian finally confirmed the idea in his heart, revealing an unconcealable joy.
"Sure enough, it is the Sword Saint Dugu who seeks to defeat his predecessors, and he can see the honor of his predecessors here, and the younger generations are fortunate to have three lives. Nan Jiantian said again.
"At your young age, you can actually call out the name of this seat with the word 'sword demon', but you are not lonely. I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who remember this seat. Hahaha!" the middle-aged man looked extremely comfortable.
"The predecessors have long become legendary figures, admired by thousands of people, but the world does not know that the predecessors have proclaimed themselves here. ”
"When one day you reach my realm, you will understand, what fame and fortune, are just things outside the body, after a while, the real strong man lies in constantly breaking through himself, to this day I found that there is only one enemy from the beginning to the end, that is myself. Dugu sighed in defeat.
"Presumably, the predecessors know it well, and they will be able to break through that boundary and reach the true 'self' in a few days!"
"If you want to be transcendent, how easy is it, cut off the past, how light, and how many can really let go?" Dugu shook his head, looked at Nan Jiantian and suddenly remembered something, and said with a happy face: "Boy, I see that you are not too weak, and you are also considered a leader among your peers, come on, come and fight with me for three hundred rounds, this seat has been sitting here for twenty years, and the bones of the whole body are rusty, so I have to have a good activity today." "He's going to show off his skills.
"The younger generation is only shallow in learning, and the cultivation is not as good as the senior, how dare you offend!" Nan Jiantian's head shook like a rattle, and he hurriedly refused, fighting with such a 'nervous' master, God knows what will happen.
"If you have accompanied me twice, this seat can guide you in swordsmanship, how about it? You must know that although the Middle-earth continent is large, there are only a handful of people who can fight with me, and there are many monks in the world who want to be instructed by this seat, but unfortunately this seat does not look down on you, and you are different. The fact that you were able to reach the seventh floor of the Demon Town Tower is enough to prove your strength and luck, and the fact that you and I can meet in this reckless place is enough to show that we are destined. What else do you have to hesitate about?"
Seeing that Nan Jiantian fell into a deep groan, he hurriedly said: "This seat knows what you are worried about, you can rest assured that this seat will never bully the small with the big, from this moment on, this seat is forbidden to cultivate, and you are not allowed to use the true qi and yuan power of the body, and the deity cannot be moved here, and you can use your strongest move at will, this seat will never fight back, and it will not hurt you, how about it?"
"This ...... How can the seniors defend themselves?" Nan Jiantian said with a full sense of ambition. In the end, he is still tempted, no one can refuse such a temptation, the sword demon Dugu seeks defeat and enters the Tao with a sword, and his attainments in swordsmanship are extraordinary.
"You don't have to worry about that, you just have to attack this seat with the strongest move. Dugu swore to defeat.
"That's the case, I'm sorry!" Nan Jiantian shouted violently, and sacrificed his flying sword, and Yinhua Feixuan intertwined a sword curtain, shrouding down the lower realm like a dark cloud, without dragging mud and water at all.