Fengyunlu

Thunder Mountain, outside the Nine Heavens Thunder Pond.

The purple clouds were thick and surging with the majesty of Red Lian, and the rolling purple sky thunders intertwined with each other from nowhere, rumbling and shaking the heaven and earth.

Lei Gong was in the Immortal Formation, looking into the sky. Thirteen figures were on the left and right, and among them was a middle-aged man, who was none other than Wu Sheng Jiang He.

There was an unruly look on Jiang He's face, and there was no fear in his eyes. On the contrary, facing the humble clan headed by the Demon King and peerless masters like Mo Wenjian, there were many who were eager to try. It's no wonder that he used Xianyou as a martial art to show others. , the mind naturally has the meaning of the mortal world. Unlike other people who practice Taoism, there are few shadows of the mortal world after hundreds of years of loneliness.

But that was not the case for Jiang He. After attaining Dao, he has been traveling around the world and experienced countless human beings. Even if he is an ordinary warrior or an ordinary person, as long as there is something to be learned, he will humbly ask for advice and never put the height of Xuanmen in front of him. , this also created his strong mind, which is not blocked by external objects or infected by external forces, but at the same time he developed a combative temper. Although he is calm and self-satisfied, he is also very capable when he has Gao Xuan in front of him. Don't give up opportunities. No matter whether the opponent is good or evil or free-spirited, as long as you encounter them, they will probably fight.

It was the same today. Although it was a rescue, he could see that his master Luo Hongchen wanted to let it go, but with the respect of the Demon King, and Mo Wenjian, whose identity he still didn't know, he was not inferior to the Demon King in any way. It is extremely rare for these two people to meet each other. If they catch up, they will have to fight at least once.

"Brother Zhuang, please be patient. Today is a matter for the poor family. The leader of Lei Hall has just explained that the Demon Qiu has come to steal the treasure. Although I don't know what the mystery is, it is related to the future practice of Pili Hall and needs to be dealt with. He stays." Jiang He said and took a step back, his sleeves and robes moved slightly, and his eyes followed Mo Wenjian and the Changli Sword in his hand.

Zhuang Mo smiled, he was not from a poor family originally. Not only did the white wolf belong to the Immortal Demon Hall, but he would not have cared at all even if he died in front of his eyes. However, his sister was now the master of the hall, and with him escaping from trouble this time, the white wolf was The wolf also played a role, so he was closest to the white wolf and could directly block the river without waiting for the demon king to take action.

However, Jiang He didn't care about him at this time. After the scene was over, he naturally backed away: "Forget it, Brother Jiang insists, then I'll invite him."

After Zhuang Mo finished speaking, he shook his head and walked away with a smile, came to A Li's side, shook his hand and took out an unknown object, handed it to A Li's hand, and then stood aside with his hands behind his back.

A Li's eyes were confused, but he subconsciously accepted what his brother had taught him. However, her heart was shocked the next moment. It seemed that the thing was extremely important, at least it was very special to her, but she didn't show anything. There was a flash of light in her hand. He flashed it and put it into his bag, then nodded, exchanged eyes with Zhuang Mo, and also waited at the same spot.

At this time, the Demon King glanced at Zhuang Mo and seemed to understand what he was doing. He also nodded and said nothing more. He just took a step forward and turned to Mo Wenjian and said: "Brother Can Jian how about?"

This is obvious. He, the Martial Saint Jianghe, is blocking the way at this moment, so he should have dealt with it, but this time everything has been accomplished in Thunder Mountain. It is useless and a waste of time to talk more. If Mo Wenjian has nothing else to do now, he, the Demon King, will Take action directly. After all, with his ability, Jiang Heshang cannot stop him.

But before he asked, Mo Wenjian nodded slightly, and the Demon King responded with his eyes. When he was about to take action directly, Wu Sheng Jianghe laughed: "Haha... The Demon King is a demon. Wang, you are really arrogant when you make this decision in front of Jiang, but Jiang heard that the demon king has nine lives, and I wonder if I can leave one for Jiang today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Sheng Jianghe disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, only his hearty laughter echoed among the clouds, but his figure was nowhere to be seen: "Haha... Everyone, be careful!!"

The Demon King Cat Demon smiled knowingly and didn't argue with him. He just waved his hand to indicate to the poor people that they don't have to worry. He took a step forward and waved his hand. The inside of the red cloak was golden, and he turned his wrist. , and shook out with a roar.

But above the clouds, with the demon king as the center, the surroundings were shaken, and the turbulent breath rippled away like water patterns, forcing back the remaining prison of the world of mortals, and also pushed back dozens of feet of red and purple clouds, and the apricot yellow The reddish ripples continued unabated, rising up all around, and the endless wind blew, causing a tremor in the thunder pool.

Not only that, the strong wind hit the mountain and then turned back, colliding with the ripples. The entanglement increased the power of each other infinitely. In an instant, the hurricane entangled, sucking the surrounding sand and stones to fly away. , the color of heaven and earth suddenly changed, and even the spiritual power of heaven and earth surged with the tide.

"You have martial arts to show off. Although your movements are faster than lightning, in my eyes, you are still too slow." The Demon King spoke unhurriedly, speaking softly, and moving slightly, but his eyes stared at you. Looking at one side, he shook his head.

And in the direction he was looking, there seemed to be something faintly flashing away. The earth-yellow brilliance seemed to be a Taoist figure. It turned out that the martial saint Jiang He had just disappeared, not because he had concealed his figure, but because of his transcendent and real movement. It was too fast, so fast that even spiritual thoughts could not catch it, let alone look at it.

It's just that he is so fast and indestructible. If you want to fight against the enemy, you still need to have the strength to defeat him. After all, most Xuanmen cultivators can't block their bodies, and there is no indestructible body. If you encounter him, you can only feel hatred, but he faces it. This is the Demon King, who has never fallen in the Jiazi War. Now, how can he pose much of a threat with his physical skills alone.

However, something unexpected happened. Originally, with the power of the Demon King, even if he stood here and received a blow from him, even with all his strength, it might not have much effect. However, Wu Sheng Jianghe's experience over the years was not in vain. He practiced secretly and used many methods. His master Luo Hongchen didn't know much about it anymore. Otherwise, when he came to Thunder Mountain earlier, how could he and Xu Yi be on par with each other? Although he had taken an advantage that neither of them had fought hard for, after all, it was when the two saints in the clouds came. Then he escaped completely.

You must know that if the two saints in the clouds join forces, as long as Bai Gan does not leave the South China Sea, even if there are two paths of good and evil in Xuanmen, counting all the cultivation outside the field, almost no one can compete, not even his master Luo Hongchen, otherwise the South China Sea At that time, when his master talked about revenge, he would not drag Bai Ganyi along. In the final analysis, he was still not sure or confident that he could kill him.

But he, Jiang He, was able to escape unscathed when the two people arrived and joined forces with Xu Yi. This movement technique took advantage of him. His own methods and cultivation level were better to be ignored. As his current movement technique was so high, He was whistling around the poor people, but his voice was heard, but his figure was nowhere to be seen. Unless the Demon King had his own special means, I'm afraid it wouldn't be able to deter him from taking action easily.

But the battle has begun, and no matter how sophisticated the Demon King is, he still has the confidence to fight him. As for the source of his confidence, it is the Nine-Heaven Divine Weapon Golden Pill that he accidentally obtained ten years ago.

This golden elixir is shaped like a golden dart, a trinity that can discern the sea essence, the palace's true energy, and the life-preserving true spirit. Although it has no spirituality in itself, nor does it have any unique abilities, it is not like the ordinary Nine Heavens Divine Weapon, each of which has its own characteristics. The ability is just invincible, and requires more human strength, but its mediocreness is the greatest advantage, and it is also the most consistent with Jiang He's cultivation.

His practice of martial arts is not limited to Taoism, magic and magic, but this is what martial arts competitions are like in the mortal world. It is no more common than sneak attacks with hidden weapons in Doujian. Xuanmen disdains this method. In addition to looking down on the so-called tricks, no one is willing to try it. The pain of martial arts.

It is empty to train the body, hundreds of evil souls are tempered, and the Cang Xuan is understood in the moves. Those who go to the Spring and Autumn Period are good at holding their hearts. I only have a few words to listen to, but if you really want to practice and go through it, if you fail, the Taoist way will be delayed in vain. If you practice both, if one is not good at one and the other is not good, it is also a waste of energy. It is better to specialize in Taoism. All the methods above the three absolutes lead to the same goal through different paths. Why bother with the so-called martial arts? Unless they are so talented, few people are willing to do so. In terms of practice, even if one is extremely powerful in martial arts, if one does not practice the same thing, it means he is not good at it.

Martial Saint Jiang He is the best proof. He has cultivated for hundreds of years. With his character, if he devoted himself to traveling on the great road, no matter how high his achievements would be, he would at least be better than this time. Even his master considered himself to be stupid. , but less than a hundred years after he created the Immortal Path, he is already at the top of the Xuanmen. Although he is a clumsy person, he has been able to practice martial arts to this point, and his understanding is definitely higher than that of his master.

Although he was too clumsy when he was young, Luo Hongchen only taught him for three days at that time, and never took care of him or gave him any guidance after that. It can be said that his current achievements are all due to his own enlightenment. Even the Immortal Travel Dao is not much different from his self-created technique. Even Feng Wanlin, who is recognized as the most enlightened person in Xuanmen, laughed and shook his head when he heard about this, saying that his master was too nonsense. He even admired his senior brother for being truly a heavenly being. With only three days of teaching and messy mental formulas, he was able to understand his master's Immortal Traveling Way, and based on this, he specialized in martial arts. He was extremely profound, and Feng Wanlin believed that He couldn't do it, even if he also defied heaven and created the world-shattering Da Feng Jue, he still had great admiration for this matter.

But when it comes to this, Feng Wanlin is worthy of being hailed by Xuanmen as the most promising person in the world to conquer the world. When he and Wu Sheng Jianghe met each other, and the brothers had their first fight, Feng Wanlin could tell There are still flaws in Jiang He's practice. He is too stubborn. He feels that the practice of martial arts is to train the body. If he relies on external objects, he will lose his indomitable confidence when he has a magic weapon in his hand. This is similar to the Thunder Kung Fu, so he The two of them have always faced the enemy with their own bodies. The difference is only one Tao method and one body method, but they have never had magic weapons in hand.

Feng Wanlin noticed this and once reminded him, saying that martial arts belongs to the ordinary world. In the ordinary world, a warrior's kung fu is also a killing skill. Therefore, entering the Tao means killing. That is what is called killing. Martial arts is the way to kill, so what's the point of using any means?

As the saying goes, with a benevolent heart, killing and tearing away the bones of the world is also the same as hanging a pot to save the world. But if you want to be benevolent, you will not be benevolent. Even if you have compassion, your original wish is to bring disaster to the world, and in the end it will poison the world. These two worldly ways, the Taoism of Immortal Travel, are already known, so we must not ignore them, nor can we limit ourselves to them.

There are only a few simple words, and those who are willing to listen to them will naturally have their own effects. Wu Sheng Jianghe secretly thought about it, and he has not been in seclusion for ten years. Suddenly, one day, the sound of massacre and evisceration of the world echoed in his mind, like a bell ringing in his heart.

From then on, he had an epiphany and knew the true meaning of martial arts with just this sentence. The so-called martial arts means that those who have achieved a small level of strength will strengthen their body and become invincible in the world. However, those who have achieved great success will flow in the depths of the world. Everything in this world is like this, and so is all the ways. , in the end, practice does not stagnate inside or outside. When different paths lead to the same goal, all frameworks are broken. For example, the way of heaven is natural, the great road is natural, and Taoism should also be natural. The so-called state of mind is just that you can't practice, and the so-called state of mind that you can't practice is just self-deception. That’s all.

At this point, Martial Saint Jianghe has reached another level, and the Xianyou Dao has been picked up again by him. He is no longer obsessed with martial arts, but everything is natural. Even martial arts, Xianyou Dao and everything he knows are nothing more in his opinion. It's just a means. The foundation of cultivation lies only in one point in his heart, which is the Tao in his heart.

After thinking about this, his cultivation level went straight up. On the day he came out of seclusion, he took one step. He was originally a saint-level formless cultivation level. In this step, he directly entered the Hunyuan ranks. In addition, he traveled to the immortals and brought martial arts, which broke his heart. His shackles are so high that he is already among the true masters in Xuanmen.

After that, he no longer struggled with Taoist magic weapons, but anything that could be used or even indirectly used, he would not refuse. Just like what he was doing now, the Golden Pill Po was originally a dangerous weapon, but after ten years, he Since he got it, he has killed countless demons with this dangerous weapon. In the past ten years, he has been in the wilderness. The demon clan is afraid of him, the demon clan is afraid of him, and even the local witch clan has become more restrained. They rarely do anything for the so-called Sacrifice and persecute innocent people.

Wu Sheng Jianghe's ten years of journey is worth the previous hundred years of cultivation. The most important thing is that he has reached a state of mind where he is no longer entangled in temporary likes and dislikes, and no longer limits his abilities.

"Slow is a little too slow for you Demon King, but it's enough for now." Jiang He's voice came from everywhere, and it seemed to everyone in the humble family that he was everywhere.

The eyes of the four brothers from Beichen Palace, headed by Chunming Pavilion, gradually became serious. Although the four brothers were of high moral character, they still had to compare with each other. For the Demon King, the four of them working together were still not enough. The Martial Saint Jiang He actually There was a hint of solemnity on the demon king's face. The four of them looked at each other with a look of worry. After all, besides Jiang He, it was not known whether anyone else could come to Thunder Mountain.

However, the four of them looked worried. They only saw a trace of solemnity in the eyes of the Demon King. However, they did not know that the Demon King was not worried about himself at the moment, but that he was vaguely aware that the movements of the Martial Saint Jianghe did not seem to be... Aimed at him.

Sure enough, the next moment the golden dart flashed, and there were three streams of light coming from all directions. It was not clear which of the afterimages was the real body, but the killing intention was all solid. In other words, these three streams of light could not tell the true meaning. Fake, if one is not serious, each one may be fake, and each one will be a real sharp weapon.