Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 91 Heart Sword
Stepping into a coma, Sanskrit sounds are melodious, the lonely city is free and the heart is firm, the belief is firm, stepping across the mountains, and suddenly, he said: "There is no good, no disgusting body, there are good and malicious actions. Knowing good and evil is conscience, and doing good Getting rid of evil is the investigation of things.”

Bursts of holy sounds resounded, surrounding Yundu Mountain, reverberating uninhibitedly, the holy light shone everywhere, and Sanskrit sounds rang out, illuminating the lonely city leisurely!

But above the fairy dome, the luxurious and mysterious Nine Peaks and Nine Palaces formation is still operating regularly!

Within the Nine Peaks, the fifth floor is ups and downs, and there are only a few people, as if the world is prosperous and prosperous, deducing the joys and sorrows!

Under the fifth floor, twelve cities stand, and the rivers and lakes are vying for the upper hand. The battles are endless, and the world is slaughtered. The battle seems to be endless!

On top of all of this, Bai Yujing floats leisurely, empty and lonely, connected to a mysterious place, where to explore!
A fairy mountain shrouded in fairy mist, of unknown size, seemed to be suppressing eternity, and seemed to be floating!

But it is said that there is a magical place at the top of the fairy mountain, which is separated from life and death, transcends time and space, and transcends consciousness!

Leisurely, profound, mysterious, ancient, deep, trance, contradictory, chaotic, chaotic!

While the body of Xianqiong Dao was sitting quietly, the breath of immortality was revealed!In front of him was the Heaven and Earth Chessboard, with a few pieces scattered here and there.

The 99 vertical and horizontal chessboards are huge and profound, taking over the situation of the world and adorning all things with deep splendor.The eternally immobile figure began to move slowly, stretched out his hand, and dropped a piece. A black chess piece slowly landed on the chessboard!

Suddenly, the situation on the chessboard began to change drastically, and scrolls of pictures suddenly unfolded.

After the chess is played, the first thing that catches the eye is a gigantic herringbone. In the melodious pavilion, a person in a black robe is dressed in a black robe. The figure is under the dark black robe, looming!
Suddenly, the figure in the picture moved, and his face turned to the mirror. Under the bronze mask, a stern gaze stared directly at the picture, like the light of a knife. Suddenly, the picture was like broken glass.

Click!
Broken into bits and pieces, sprinkled with dust, everything in the mirror does not exist.

"Huh! Humane Pavilion Master?"

There was a trace of ripples in Daowo's eternal eyelids, indifferent, ethereal, and a ruthless voice came from his mouth, which seemed suspicious and indifferent.

After a pause, I then waved my hand to sweep away the chess pieces on the chessboard and put them back into the jade bowl beside me.

After that, he picked up a white chess piece in his hand, held it between his two fingers, and slowly dropped it to Tian Yuan's position.

Snapped!
The chess piece fell, causing ripples on the chessboard. Thousands of pictures flashed across it in an instant, and one after another was a majestic picture. Someone was glaring at the sword, waving his sword towards the sky, breaking the bonds.

Someone stretched his bow like a moon, condensed swirling light arrows, and pointed directly at Haori.Someone tapped his magic magic fingertips, and there was a flourishing river and mountain, covering all tracks.Some people walk in a daze, stepping on Yundu mountain.

On the chessboard, the screen flickers, and outside the chessboard, Daowo has already picked up a chess piece again, this time it is childishly black, as black as ink!
As soon as a piece falls and surrounds the white chess pieces, everything in the picture changes, some cause thunder and lightning, some wind blows the sky, and some burns the city.

"First Tribulation, Fenglin Huoshan!"

In the body of Taoism, there are no waves in the eyes, and the mouth is calm and indifferent, but the exit is the ultimate catastrophe.

Just when I was playing chess, on Yundu Mountain, the lonely city was already struggling to walk, the sky was thundering, the wind was howling around me, flames rose into the sky, and roared among the mountains and forests.

At this time, Gucheng, who had closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, finally opened his eyes, and a bright light shot out of the sky, looking in all directions, directly into the thunder and lightning.

The thunder that fell from the sky shattered in mid-air, turning into dots of purple light, and shattered from the air. Beacons were raging all around, and flames were everywhere, attacking the isolated city.

Gucheng looked at everything indifferently, and pointed to Xinyue who was sitting on his shoulders. Xinyue, who was ignorant and unable to move just now, turned into a star-studded compass.

Two characters in the letter, Xingyue!
The star-moon compass rotates from the fingertips of the lonely city, and then becomes bigger and bigger, covering the sky and rushing towards the beacon fire, blocking the thunder.

"I have been born for nine hundred and ninety-nine springs and autumns. I have walked in the world and experienced the calamity of the flames of war. I was born with the original intention and turned the meaningless way!"

Whispering, the Saint of Gucheng inexplicably had a burst of holy light, rising from the bottom of his heart.

In the holy light, pictures flickered one after another. There were generals staring at him with disdain, corpses shrouded in horse leather, Confucian uniforms telling economics, and scholars who were flirting with swords.

His eyes were slightly rippling, and the past was turbulent in his heart. For a moment, he seemed to have realized everything, and realized life!
"When you haven't seen this flower, this flower is dead with you; when you see this flower, the color of this flower is understood for a while, and you know that this flower is not outside your heart."

Flowers bloom and fall, inside and outside the heart, born from the heart, and destroyed from the heart. All things originate from the heart and return to the mind!

Only then do we know that this heart and that body are all one, that there is nothing outside the heart, the heaven, the earth, and the heart.

"The place where knowledge is true and solid is action, and the place where action is clear and discerning is knowledge."

Walking with heavy steps, walking through the ups and downs of the rivers and lakes, life is still the same life, the purpose is still uncolored, but the essence is soft and gentle, and I am a bit taller. Since then, I am not me, and the sky is not the sky.

After traveling all over the rivers and lakes, I realized that knowledge and action are one body, and one side is the way!

"Thousands of sages are gone, but my conscience is my teacher."

After thousands of sails have passed, and on the eve of the holy day, I realize that my heart is my teacher, and my intention is my heart. Wherever my mind starts, I must reach my conscience. This is enough!
Through the soul, the lonely city is no longer what it used to be. After thousands of years of practice, I finally have a sword in my heart.
"Take the sky as your sword, take the earth as your mind, take the vicissitudes of life as your mind, and control it with your heart. This is the sword of your heart!"

As soon as the words fell, Gucheng pulled out the Jidao sword from his back, and slashed towards the sky and the earth with a sword. A silver-white sharp edge shot out, piercing towards the sky.

When the sword came out from the lonely city, in the distance, between the sea of ​​clouds, there was a huge monster, like a whale or a big kun, flying gracefully between the sea of ​​clouds.
After the cloud whale, the famous peak of Tianjian trembled violently and swayed endlessly. Thousands of ancient and modern sword spirits chanted, as if they were celebrating with joy, and another supreme comrade was born.

Haozheng Wudao, Faru is carrying the upright Dharma sword on his back, holding the law code in his hand, with white hair fluttering, looking far away, looking at the sword intent projected into the sky in the distance, and muttering to himself.

"There is another line of swordsmanship in the world. I don't know who this person is, and it has a great influence on this world of martial arts!"

As he spoke, he frowned, and there was an air of worry, which made Faru feel a little miserable.

On the top of the fairy feet, the traces of the heavens can be seen far and wide, with a mysterious expression, I don't know what it means.

Under the darkness of the underworld, wearing a black robe, and wearing a mask, the strange laughter of the earth and the underworld resounded, as if cheering for this troubled world.

Beihai Lingzhou, the sword intent soared into the sky, as if to compete with the distant sword light.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, a man in a white robe, with a long sword on his back, raised his head abruptly, looking at the sword intent floating in the sky, his eyes flashed wanton and sharp, as if he wanted to compete with the distance.

On the pitch-black mountaintop, a person sat cross-legged, with a fissure between his eyebrows, the sword intent was sharp, repelling the surrounding air, and the clear and bright color permeated the surroundings. Suddenly the old man opened his eyes, and the dazzling sword light shot out from the fundus of his eyes.

Draw two dark cracks in the air, spread and climb to the distance.

"A new sword came out?"

"If you have a destiny, you must reveal your sharpness, and you will live and die!"

After saying this, the old man closed his eyes again and closed his eyelids deeply, leaving only the cracks that still existed in the air, as if he was telling something.

(End of this chapter)