I became a peerless master
Chapter 42 Why is it not over yet?
Chapter 42 Why is it not over yet?
Chapter 42: Why is it not over yet?
The sky and the earth are vast and the solitary peaks are soaring.
The light rises from the east, the sun rises at dawn, and thousands of rules are intertwined as usual.
This is the way the world is.
In a trance, an elusive sword light flashed across, seemingly nothing, as if it had already merged with all the great avenues in the world.
Suddenly, the sword light appeared, the aura was terrifying, and it flashed away like a meteor.
The mountain breaks, the sun breaks, and the whole world, together with the avenues that intertwine to form it, are instantly split into two sections.
Even the sea of consciousness that sensed this scene was pierced by the sword light, cutting out two worlds.
"Pfft~"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, Mo Cheng's complexion was pale, but endless joy filled his eyes.
Quietness can be integrated into the thousands of principles of heaven and earth, and there is no competition with the world.
A move can destroy the world, cut off everything, even the rules of the whole world.
That sword light is the end of the sword, the ultimate principle of the sword, and the peak of the sword!
Although his consciousness and even his soul were hurt by the invisible Taoism of the sword light just now, there has never been a moment in Mocheng as ecstatic as it is now.
There are only a few words without aura on the plaque, but it is full of the principles of the sword. At a glance, Mo Cheng even felt that the heart of his sword was almost shattered.
It turns out that this is the way of the sword!
I, Mocheng, have worked hard for half my life, and even retreated for hundreds of years to comprehend. In front of the flashing Dao Ze in this plaque, it is completely the difference between the rotten wood sword and the genuine eight classics peerless sword.
A plaque is still like this.
What kind of advanced existence among sword cultivators of our generation lives here.
Shocked and delighted, mixed with deep admiration and piety, Mo Cheng never thought that an unintentional act out of doubt would bring such a big harvest.
Yes, coming here tonight was a complete accident.
After receiving a notice from the Dongzhou Elders Association that the relics of Old Man Tianji were revealed this time, there might be a possibility of the resurgence of the demon clan, so Mo Cheng was ordered to come.
As soon as he set foot in a place thousands of miles away, he sensed the movement of the relics being born.
Turning on Jianxiu's keen perception, he continued on his way, and when he passed by Binhe City, he discovered a strange thing.
In the small Binhe City, a place that has just been promoted to a three-star sect, there are actually three Concentrated Soul Realm at the same time.
Of course, one can already be called a strong person in the Concentration state, and it is entirely a personal matter where someone will appear.
In normal times, Mo Cheng wouldn't care at all.
But now I came with the mission of keeping everything safe. According to the news and perceptions I received, within the radius of Ye family, the experts in the Concentration Realm of other sects and forces have focused on the place where the ruins were born. Why are these three people so special? Act independently.
The combination of Tianjizong and Ye Family offered very generous terms, and the helmsmen of these three-star forces could not refuse for no reason.
Mo Cheng entered Binhe City with the mood of taking a casual look around, solving any problems as soon as possible, and having nothing to worry about.
The mind released its perception, and the two Concentrated Souls from the Osawa Sect should have reached the critical moment of breakthrough in their cultivation, and could not withdraw to accept the invitation from Tianji Palace.
The only thing that made Mo Cheng even a little bit interested was the Concentrating Realm Dzogchen in the suburbs of Binhe City, where ordinary mortals lived.
A little curious.
So Meaux came.
After coming here, I saw Qian Feng worried about gains and losses, hesitant, and even in a state of confusion.
But what made Qian Feng cringe in the state of Concentration was that it was just an ordinary mortal residence.
As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon!
Mo Cheng's thoughts on Wuyou Grocery Store were completely aroused by Qian Feng.
"I never thought that this place, which is so ordinary that even my sword cultivator's keen sense would consider it to be just a mortal's residence, would have such a magical place!"
"The senior who wrote this plaque doesn't know how advanced his comprehension of kendo is."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mo Cheng couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and focused on the plaque again.
A moment later, another mouthful of blood spewed out wildly, his body was on the verge of collapsing, and the aura of the peerless divine sword radiating from his whole body also wilted into the soil.
"It's too profound, it can't be seen!"
Strongly cheering up, Tsing Yi Jianxiu turned around, and wanted to ask Qian Feng, who had just kowtowed to thank him tremblingly, what information he knew about this place.
Far away on the bluestone street, the Concentration Realm deacon elder of Sihai Trading Company had disappeared without a trace.
Ran?
Mo Cheng's face was full of astonishment, exuding spiritual sense and perception, he wanted to follow him, but his eyes darkened and he almost fell to the ground.
"With my humble understanding, I have been forced into contact with the principles of swordsmanship twice, and my soul has already been overwhelmed."
"That's all, let's find a place to adjust our breath and recuperate first, and then we can make plans after we recover a little bit..."
...
In the middle of the night, even though the sky and the earth are dark, the place where the ruins in the middle of the Daze River were born is still as bright as day.
It's just that the dazzling light radiated several miles away, as if blocked by a black cloth, most of them stopped abruptly.
Formation is Tianji Palace's best skill. It is naturally very simple to set up a formation to cover up the brilliance of the ruins, which is as dazzling as the sun.
On the spacious flat ground in the center of the island, on the top of 99 stone tables, lights appear and extinguish intertwined.
After a while, the light on a stone table dimmed. A man in his thirties wiped the sweat on his head like a stream, and walked out of the open space with his legs floating.
"Step 53, seeing Xiaoyuemen, a genius, has reached his limit!"
"To be able to persist until now, playing 53 moves, he has surpassed many people, and he must have gained a lot."
"Isn't that right? Old Man Tianji deserves to be the number one powerhouse in Dongzhou. The test of the relics left behind is actually to temper the Taoism of the younger generation. It is a test of the depth of comprehension of the immortal way."
"I dare not say anything else. It is their greatest achievement to experience this kind of tempering of the Dao heart in the state of concentration."
Surprised or emotional comments arose from all around. The ruins have been appearing for so long, and many of the first batch of people who entered it have already left.
It was only then that many experts in the Concentration Realm knew that what seemed to be a relic of the test of chess-playing skills was actually the assessment and tempering of the human heart of chess by the terrifying expert tens of thousands of years ago.
To be precise, it is to see the understanding of the law of heaven and earth by the pioneer who holds Baizi.
Ascetics, if the resources are sufficient, it is not a problem to transform and accumulate the aura of heaven and earth, but if you want to move towards a higher realm, what you need is enlightenment.
Only by understanding the laws and regulations of the next realm can the quantity of accumulated spiritual power be transformed into a qualitative change.
This time, the junior ascetics who entered the chess game will surely be able to advance by leaps and bounds when they realize the laws and regulations, which is very beneficial for future cultivation of mind.
"The problem is, that half-bad young master of the Ye family, the guy with extremely poor immortal roots, why hasn't he finished yet..."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 42: Why is it not over yet?
The sky and the earth are vast and the solitary peaks are soaring.
The light rises from the east, the sun rises at dawn, and thousands of rules are intertwined as usual.
This is the way the world is.
In a trance, an elusive sword light flashed across, seemingly nothing, as if it had already merged with all the great avenues in the world.
Suddenly, the sword light appeared, the aura was terrifying, and it flashed away like a meteor.
The mountain breaks, the sun breaks, and the whole world, together with the avenues that intertwine to form it, are instantly split into two sections.
Even the sea of consciousness that sensed this scene was pierced by the sword light, cutting out two worlds.
"Pfft~"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, Mo Cheng's complexion was pale, but endless joy filled his eyes.
Quietness can be integrated into the thousands of principles of heaven and earth, and there is no competition with the world.
A move can destroy the world, cut off everything, even the rules of the whole world.
That sword light is the end of the sword, the ultimate principle of the sword, and the peak of the sword!
Although his consciousness and even his soul were hurt by the invisible Taoism of the sword light just now, there has never been a moment in Mocheng as ecstatic as it is now.
There are only a few words without aura on the plaque, but it is full of the principles of the sword. At a glance, Mo Cheng even felt that the heart of his sword was almost shattered.
It turns out that this is the way of the sword!
I, Mocheng, have worked hard for half my life, and even retreated for hundreds of years to comprehend. In front of the flashing Dao Ze in this plaque, it is completely the difference between the rotten wood sword and the genuine eight classics peerless sword.
A plaque is still like this.
What kind of advanced existence among sword cultivators of our generation lives here.
Shocked and delighted, mixed with deep admiration and piety, Mo Cheng never thought that an unintentional act out of doubt would bring such a big harvest.
Yes, coming here tonight was a complete accident.
After receiving a notice from the Dongzhou Elders Association that the relics of Old Man Tianji were revealed this time, there might be a possibility of the resurgence of the demon clan, so Mo Cheng was ordered to come.
As soon as he set foot in a place thousands of miles away, he sensed the movement of the relics being born.
Turning on Jianxiu's keen perception, he continued on his way, and when he passed by Binhe City, he discovered a strange thing.
In the small Binhe City, a place that has just been promoted to a three-star sect, there are actually three Concentrated Soul Realm at the same time.
Of course, one can already be called a strong person in the Concentration state, and it is entirely a personal matter where someone will appear.
In normal times, Mo Cheng wouldn't care at all.
But now I came with the mission of keeping everything safe. According to the news and perceptions I received, within the radius of Ye family, the experts in the Concentration Realm of other sects and forces have focused on the place where the ruins were born. Why are these three people so special? Act independently.
The combination of Tianjizong and Ye Family offered very generous terms, and the helmsmen of these three-star forces could not refuse for no reason.
Mo Cheng entered Binhe City with the mood of taking a casual look around, solving any problems as soon as possible, and having nothing to worry about.
The mind released its perception, and the two Concentrated Souls from the Osawa Sect should have reached the critical moment of breakthrough in their cultivation, and could not withdraw to accept the invitation from Tianji Palace.
The only thing that made Mo Cheng even a little bit interested was the Concentrating Realm Dzogchen in the suburbs of Binhe City, where ordinary mortals lived.
A little curious.
So Meaux came.
After coming here, I saw Qian Feng worried about gains and losses, hesitant, and even in a state of confusion.
But what made Qian Feng cringe in the state of Concentration was that it was just an ordinary mortal residence.
As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a demon!
Mo Cheng's thoughts on Wuyou Grocery Store were completely aroused by Qian Feng.
"I never thought that this place, which is so ordinary that even my sword cultivator's keen sense would consider it to be just a mortal's residence, would have such a magical place!"
"The senior who wrote this plaque doesn't know how advanced his comprehension of kendo is."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mo Cheng couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and focused on the plaque again.
A moment later, another mouthful of blood spewed out wildly, his body was on the verge of collapsing, and the aura of the peerless divine sword radiating from his whole body also wilted into the soil.
"It's too profound, it can't be seen!"
Strongly cheering up, Tsing Yi Jianxiu turned around, and wanted to ask Qian Feng, who had just kowtowed to thank him tremblingly, what information he knew about this place.
Far away on the bluestone street, the Concentration Realm deacon elder of Sihai Trading Company had disappeared without a trace.
Ran?
Mo Cheng's face was full of astonishment, exuding spiritual sense and perception, he wanted to follow him, but his eyes darkened and he almost fell to the ground.
"With my humble understanding, I have been forced into contact with the principles of swordsmanship twice, and my soul has already been overwhelmed."
"That's all, let's find a place to adjust our breath and recuperate first, and then we can make plans after we recover a little bit..."
...
In the middle of the night, even though the sky and the earth are dark, the place where the ruins in the middle of the Daze River were born is still as bright as day.
It's just that the dazzling light radiated several miles away, as if blocked by a black cloth, most of them stopped abruptly.
Formation is Tianji Palace's best skill. It is naturally very simple to set up a formation to cover up the brilliance of the ruins, which is as dazzling as the sun.
On the spacious flat ground in the center of the island, on the top of 99 stone tables, lights appear and extinguish intertwined.
After a while, the light on a stone table dimmed. A man in his thirties wiped the sweat on his head like a stream, and walked out of the open space with his legs floating.
"Step 53, seeing Xiaoyuemen, a genius, has reached his limit!"
"To be able to persist until now, playing 53 moves, he has surpassed many people, and he must have gained a lot."
"Isn't that right? Old Man Tianji deserves to be the number one powerhouse in Dongzhou. The test of the relics left behind is actually to temper the Taoism of the younger generation. It is a test of the depth of comprehension of the immortal way."
"I dare not say anything else. It is their greatest achievement to experience this kind of tempering of the Dao heart in the state of concentration."
Surprised or emotional comments arose from all around. The ruins have been appearing for so long, and many of the first batch of people who entered it have already left.
It was only then that many experts in the Concentration Realm knew that what seemed to be a relic of the test of chess-playing skills was actually the assessment and tempering of the human heart of chess by the terrifying expert tens of thousands of years ago.
To be precise, it is to see the understanding of the law of heaven and earth by the pioneer who holds Baizi.
Ascetics, if the resources are sufficient, it is not a problem to transform and accumulate the aura of heaven and earth, but if you want to move towards a higher realm, what you need is enlightenment.
Only by understanding the laws and regulations of the next realm can the quantity of accumulated spiritual power be transformed into a qualitative change.
This time, the junior ascetics who entered the chess game will surely be able to advance by leaps and bounds when they realize the laws and regulations, which is very beneficial for future cultivation of mind.
"The problem is, that half-bad young master of the Ye family, the guy with extremely poor immortal roots, why hasn't he finished yet..."
(End of this chapter)
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