Before I conquer the God Realm
Chapter 49 Saying "Master"
Asking if he is willing to accept disciples when the thunder disaster is about to come, this Zihui real person is too interesting.
This person wants to resist the thunder disaster with himself when the thunder disaster comes. It is a lie to say that he is not tolerant, but this is the way of heaven to destroy the thunder disaster.
"A man should be broken when he breaks. Why are you so entangled?" The kindness in Zihui's eyes completely disappeared, and his eyes were full of sternness. Countless branches of plum trees appeared in the sky, which even blocked the thundercloud.
The heavy snow and plum trees in the sky are all transformed by Zihui Daoist's Taoism, refining the virtual and refining the virtual, and refining the Taoism realized by the gods into entities. Although Zihui Daoist is in the middle stage of refining the virtual, but the morality of his swordsmanship has been completely transformed into a real thing , every plum blossom, every snowflake contains the infinite power of breaking mountains and cracking ground.
This plum blossom and heavy snow seems to be beautiful and decisive, and the beauty is harmless, but it is the sharpest sword in the world. With one strike, it can destroy all living beings.
Master Zihui tightly protected Gu Qingzhao, his spiritual sense pierced through morality and righteousness through the large sleeves of his cassock, and saw the calamity clouds billowing in the sky, the calamity clouds had shrunk and shrunk to only one mile around at this time, when the calamity When the cloud is completely compressed into the top of Gu Qingzhao's head, it will be a catastrophe!
The eyes of real Zihui are full of arrogance, obsidian-like eyes, exuding a cold and sharp light: "I have practiced the way of swordsmanship, slaughtered all my life, and died under my hands. The only thing that didn't kill Lei Jie."
As soon as Master Zihui's words fell, the height between the sky and the earth was tens of thousands of miles, and a huge wind suddenly blew up. The wind was composed of countless fine sword intents. Under this majestic sword intent, any living being would submit, if not , look up and die.
As soon as this domineering sword intent appeared in this world, with a supreme will, it seemed like a king came, suggesting that all living beings under the envelope must surrender!
The sound of swords resounded between the sky and the earth, like the roar of an ancient giant dragon, the ancient overlord of the sky.
This is the second time Gu Qingzhao has seen such a domineering and pure sword intent, with the will of a king, in this life. Gu Hanjian's figure and his equally domineering sword intent, as well as Gu Hanjian's almost ruthless sword intent, appeared in his mind. The sword light piercing the sky.
Gu Hanjian was able to do this because he was born with a sword body, or he was raised with the blood of a demigod, so that the vision of heaven and earth could be triggered as soon as he was born, and Wan Jian rushed to him like a pilgrimage to express his surrender.
But Master Zihui is not a sword body, but a sword cultivator who started from mortal cultivation, but his sword intent has the domineering spirit of a king in the sword just like Gu Hanjian.No, it's a more domineering sword intent than Gu Hanjian's. Compared with Zihui's heaven and earth singing, Gu Hanjian's sword intent is still immature. He's just a child. look.
At this moment, Gu Qingzhao really understood how he gained the reputation of being the number one sword cultivator in Jiuyao Kingdom, and the true meaning of killing immortals and demons with just one strike.
"I think I'm good enough to be your master. Although I can't teach you formations, I'm good enough to teach you the way of swordsmanship." Master Zihui nodded slightly, and his eyes swept over Gu Qingzhao, his tone was severe with obvious dissatisfaction. Yue, "If you don't kneel down, call me Master."
Gu Qingzhao's heart was even more moved, after all, he let go of his stubbornness, lifted his clothes, knelt down and bowed to the teacher: "Disciple Gu Qingzhao pays homage to the master."
Master Zihui's eyes were gratified, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the face that bullied Shuang Saixue bloomed like a winter plum blossom in an instant, "Very well, I only accept you as a disciple in Zihui's life. If you call me master today, it will last forever." They are all disciples of my Zihui."
Gu Qingzhao raised his head and said solemnly: "A teacher for one day will be a teacher for the rest of his life. The master will not disappoint the disciples, and the disciples will never betray the master."
"Since you are already my disciple, Qingzhao, I will give you a good fortune as a teacher's apprenticeship ceremony," Master Zihui pointed at Gu Qingzhao's eyebrows, pointing like a sword.
An indescribable shock suddenly exploded in Gu Qingzhao's sea of consciousness. The violent storm roared and reverberated, sweeping across Gu Qingzhao's body quickly like a tsunami, and he almost fell into a coma on the spot.
Soon, a clear stream gushed out from his back, shaking the roar, it was the spiritual power of Master Zihui.
The storm dissipated, revealing a snow peak that pierced into the sky. The peak was endlessly high, like the backbone of the world. Looking at it gave birth to the feeling that this peak should not be climbed, or even looked up.
The line of sight rose suddenly, and even jumped to the top of the unclimbable snow peak.
The top of the peak is covered with snow all the year round, the ice from ancient times has never been pierced, even the sky is an endless night, and the stars are under your feet.
In this extremely cold place where there is no smoke, on the extremely high peak of the Xianzhou Continent, there is actually a 16-year-old boy standing.
The young man held a long sword in his hand, and danced very seriously with every move.
Year after year passed, but the young man danced the same sword technique tirelessly, and this sword technique was powerless, unable to resist the wind and snow at all. He did not use spiritual power at all when performing the sword technique, unlike a fairy, It's like a warrior in the world.
Time passed as if fast-forwarding, and the boy's wooden sword and sword moves had the sword intent of a cultivator's spiritual power. Every stab and stroke contained an indescribable rhythm, which made Feng Xue unable to get close to him for three days. within ten feet.
You must know that this wind and snow is not ordinary snow, but the ancient snow that is better than the sword of Lingbao.
Suddenly the movements of the sword-dancing boy sped up, and everything seemed to be fast-forward. The boy could avoid the wind and snow, and later he could control the Snow of the North Darkness to listen to his wooden sword's call.
A red light shot out from the eternally dark, never-day-less peak. With the smoothness of the young man's sword moves and the bursting of sword intent, the red light moved upwards, and a round of sunrise unexpectedly rose.
The rising sun is not the real rising sun but the Tao of youth. From Yuanying to Huashen, the monk will no longer simply improve the spiritual power and change the quality of the spiritual power.
A Nascent Soul cultivator who wants to transform into a god must find his own way, and must understand his own rules before he can become a Soul Transformation cultivator, otherwise no matter how much spiritual power he absorbs, he will only be a Nascent Soul.
Only when one understands the will of the Dao, will the rules of the Dao of Heaven send down the first divine light, and use the will of the Dao to break through the boundary between immortals and mortals, between the mortal body and the rules of the Dao of Heaven.
A monk cultivates to become a god, although he can only truly possess a god body after the Mahayana stage, but in fact, he started the road of cultivating the gods from the stage of transforming into a god, and it is no longer a cultivation, a god, a darling of the heavens, manipulating the rules of the heavens!
Each realm of transforming gods, refining emptiness, and joining the Tao is a step towards the gods, and it is the path to the true gods.
The Dao Intent of Transforming God is the first time for a cultivator to truly integrate with the Dao of Heaven, possessing a trace of the power of God, and that Dao Intention is the power of rules that monks can control.
Cultivate the truth, the first three levels of cultivation are immortals, and the last three levels of cultivation are gods!
When the scorching sun hangs above the snow peak and the light replaces the darkness, a cold plum tree suddenly blooms on the top of the lifeless snow peak. , is the epitome of the scorching sun that steals the sky and changes the sun.
At this moment, the wind and snow that had never stopped in eternity stopped, and at this moment the youth's aura suddenly changed, as if he was a descendant of a god.
"When I was five hundred years old, I transformed into a god on the Wuji Peak. My way is the way of the sword, and the sword can be omnipotent. Everyone thinks that my way is the cold plum, but they don't know that my real way of the sword is to steal the sky and change the sun," the voice said. Different from the coldness before, there is less indifference, and more majesty and domineering: "The good luck I gave you is the sword dao thought and sword dao enlightenment when you transformed into a god."
No wonder, no wonder Zihui's kendo is so domineering. Although the plum blossom is proud and blooms in the cold, it is still a flower. How can it come to the meaning of being king.
Watching the process of a monk transforming into a god, together with the monks, he experienced the process of merging Taoism. Gu Qingzhao's heart suddenly became clear. Zihui's kendo seeds were planted on his dantian. The places that were not clear are realized one by one, and the places that were obscure and difficult to understand in the past seem so simple now.
The young man in Huashen, no, it's the master, the master in Huashen is still dancing the sword, and still hasn't input spiritual power, but the spiritual power in the world depends entirely on him to mobilize, this wooden sword dances out of the detached fairy The power of the device.
Gu Qingzhao also held the sword in his hand, and danced the sword with the young man at the same time. Although the sword technique was different, the morality was inherited from the same line, and the moves were obviously different, but gradually they seemed to be the same person.
Gu Qingzhao was in front, and the young man was behind, and Gu Qingzhao didn't understand what was painless, so the young man would hold his wrist and lead him to make gestures with that move.
After dancing this set of sword tactics, the young man succeeded in transforming himself into a god, and Gu Qingzhao also developed his sword intent in Qinglian sword song.
It is difficult to draw a tiger's skin and bones, and it is difficult to practice swordsmanship and mind. Only a swordsman who has practiced sword intent can be called a real swordsman, and can go far in the way of swordsmanship.
On top of Gu Qingzhao's wooden sword, the aura of the blue sky soared into the sky, and the sword intent pierced through the wind and snow, everything returned to calm, everything returned to reality, and returned to the thunder disaster.
It has been so long, but when Gu Qingzhao looked up, he still saw plum blossoms and flying snow in the sky after the transformation of Zihui's sword intent. He wondered if the thunder disaster had passed.
Zi Hui withdrew her fingers and watched him intently, fearing that he would not be able to digest such a domineering mood for a while, and said: "It seems that the good fortune of my teacher and you has been several years, but in fact it has only passed a second. This catastrophe has not yet fallen. "He said again: "As a teacher, let me see my swordsmanship, it is to let you go more smoothly on the journey of swordsmanship, not to inherit my swordsmanship, only the swordsmanship that you have explored is the most suitable for you , can really go far, as a teacher, I believe that Qing Zhao's swordsmanship will definitely surpass that of a teacher."
As soon as Zihui's voice fell, a roar that pierced the sky and the earth suddenly erupted, and the thunder of heaven suddenly descended, piercing through Zihui's sleeves and transformed sword intent in an instant, and directly attacked the two people in the air with the intention of destruction!
This person wants to resist the thunder disaster with himself when the thunder disaster comes. It is a lie to say that he is not tolerant, but this is the way of heaven to destroy the thunder disaster.
"A man should be broken when he breaks. Why are you so entangled?" The kindness in Zihui's eyes completely disappeared, and his eyes were full of sternness. Countless branches of plum trees appeared in the sky, which even blocked the thundercloud.
The heavy snow and plum trees in the sky are all transformed by Zihui Daoist's Taoism, refining the virtual and refining the virtual, and refining the Taoism realized by the gods into entities. Although Zihui Daoist is in the middle stage of refining the virtual, but the morality of his swordsmanship has been completely transformed into a real thing , every plum blossom, every snowflake contains the infinite power of breaking mountains and cracking ground.
This plum blossom and heavy snow seems to be beautiful and decisive, and the beauty is harmless, but it is the sharpest sword in the world. With one strike, it can destroy all living beings.
Master Zihui tightly protected Gu Qingzhao, his spiritual sense pierced through morality and righteousness through the large sleeves of his cassock, and saw the calamity clouds billowing in the sky, the calamity clouds had shrunk and shrunk to only one mile around at this time, when the calamity When the cloud is completely compressed into the top of Gu Qingzhao's head, it will be a catastrophe!
The eyes of real Zihui are full of arrogance, obsidian-like eyes, exuding a cold and sharp light: "I have practiced the way of swordsmanship, slaughtered all my life, and died under my hands. The only thing that didn't kill Lei Jie."
As soon as Master Zihui's words fell, the height between the sky and the earth was tens of thousands of miles, and a huge wind suddenly blew up. The wind was composed of countless fine sword intents. Under this majestic sword intent, any living being would submit, if not , look up and die.
As soon as this domineering sword intent appeared in this world, with a supreme will, it seemed like a king came, suggesting that all living beings under the envelope must surrender!
The sound of swords resounded between the sky and the earth, like the roar of an ancient giant dragon, the ancient overlord of the sky.
This is the second time Gu Qingzhao has seen such a domineering and pure sword intent, with the will of a king, in this life. Gu Hanjian's figure and his equally domineering sword intent, as well as Gu Hanjian's almost ruthless sword intent, appeared in his mind. The sword light piercing the sky.
Gu Hanjian was able to do this because he was born with a sword body, or he was raised with the blood of a demigod, so that the vision of heaven and earth could be triggered as soon as he was born, and Wan Jian rushed to him like a pilgrimage to express his surrender.
But Master Zihui is not a sword body, but a sword cultivator who started from mortal cultivation, but his sword intent has the domineering spirit of a king in the sword just like Gu Hanjian.No, it's a more domineering sword intent than Gu Hanjian's. Compared with Zihui's heaven and earth singing, Gu Hanjian's sword intent is still immature. He's just a child. look.
At this moment, Gu Qingzhao really understood how he gained the reputation of being the number one sword cultivator in Jiuyao Kingdom, and the true meaning of killing immortals and demons with just one strike.
"I think I'm good enough to be your master. Although I can't teach you formations, I'm good enough to teach you the way of swordsmanship." Master Zihui nodded slightly, and his eyes swept over Gu Qingzhao, his tone was severe with obvious dissatisfaction. Yue, "If you don't kneel down, call me Master."
Gu Qingzhao's heart was even more moved, after all, he let go of his stubbornness, lifted his clothes, knelt down and bowed to the teacher: "Disciple Gu Qingzhao pays homage to the master."
Master Zihui's eyes were gratified, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the face that bullied Shuang Saixue bloomed like a winter plum blossom in an instant, "Very well, I only accept you as a disciple in Zihui's life. If you call me master today, it will last forever." They are all disciples of my Zihui."
Gu Qingzhao raised his head and said solemnly: "A teacher for one day will be a teacher for the rest of his life. The master will not disappoint the disciples, and the disciples will never betray the master."
"Since you are already my disciple, Qingzhao, I will give you a good fortune as a teacher's apprenticeship ceremony," Master Zihui pointed at Gu Qingzhao's eyebrows, pointing like a sword.
An indescribable shock suddenly exploded in Gu Qingzhao's sea of consciousness. The violent storm roared and reverberated, sweeping across Gu Qingzhao's body quickly like a tsunami, and he almost fell into a coma on the spot.
Soon, a clear stream gushed out from his back, shaking the roar, it was the spiritual power of Master Zihui.
The storm dissipated, revealing a snow peak that pierced into the sky. The peak was endlessly high, like the backbone of the world. Looking at it gave birth to the feeling that this peak should not be climbed, or even looked up.
The line of sight rose suddenly, and even jumped to the top of the unclimbable snow peak.
The top of the peak is covered with snow all the year round, the ice from ancient times has never been pierced, even the sky is an endless night, and the stars are under your feet.
In this extremely cold place where there is no smoke, on the extremely high peak of the Xianzhou Continent, there is actually a 16-year-old boy standing.
The young man held a long sword in his hand, and danced very seriously with every move.
Year after year passed, but the young man danced the same sword technique tirelessly, and this sword technique was powerless, unable to resist the wind and snow at all. He did not use spiritual power at all when performing the sword technique, unlike a fairy, It's like a warrior in the world.
Time passed as if fast-forwarding, and the boy's wooden sword and sword moves had the sword intent of a cultivator's spiritual power. Every stab and stroke contained an indescribable rhythm, which made Feng Xue unable to get close to him for three days. within ten feet.
You must know that this wind and snow is not ordinary snow, but the ancient snow that is better than the sword of Lingbao.
Suddenly the movements of the sword-dancing boy sped up, and everything seemed to be fast-forward. The boy could avoid the wind and snow, and later he could control the Snow of the North Darkness to listen to his wooden sword's call.
A red light shot out from the eternally dark, never-day-less peak. With the smoothness of the young man's sword moves and the bursting of sword intent, the red light moved upwards, and a round of sunrise unexpectedly rose.
The rising sun is not the real rising sun but the Tao of youth. From Yuanying to Huashen, the monk will no longer simply improve the spiritual power and change the quality of the spiritual power.
A Nascent Soul cultivator who wants to transform into a god must find his own way, and must understand his own rules before he can become a Soul Transformation cultivator, otherwise no matter how much spiritual power he absorbs, he will only be a Nascent Soul.
Only when one understands the will of the Dao, will the rules of the Dao of Heaven send down the first divine light, and use the will of the Dao to break through the boundary between immortals and mortals, between the mortal body and the rules of the Dao of Heaven.
A monk cultivates to become a god, although he can only truly possess a god body after the Mahayana stage, but in fact, he started the road of cultivating the gods from the stage of transforming into a god, and it is no longer a cultivation, a god, a darling of the heavens, manipulating the rules of the heavens!
Each realm of transforming gods, refining emptiness, and joining the Tao is a step towards the gods, and it is the path to the true gods.
The Dao Intent of Transforming God is the first time for a cultivator to truly integrate with the Dao of Heaven, possessing a trace of the power of God, and that Dao Intention is the power of rules that monks can control.
Cultivate the truth, the first three levels of cultivation are immortals, and the last three levels of cultivation are gods!
When the scorching sun hangs above the snow peak and the light replaces the darkness, a cold plum tree suddenly blooms on the top of the lifeless snow peak. , is the epitome of the scorching sun that steals the sky and changes the sun.
At this moment, the wind and snow that had never stopped in eternity stopped, and at this moment the youth's aura suddenly changed, as if he was a descendant of a god.
"When I was five hundred years old, I transformed into a god on the Wuji Peak. My way is the way of the sword, and the sword can be omnipotent. Everyone thinks that my way is the cold plum, but they don't know that my real way of the sword is to steal the sky and change the sun," the voice said. Different from the coldness before, there is less indifference, and more majesty and domineering: "The good luck I gave you is the sword dao thought and sword dao enlightenment when you transformed into a god."
No wonder, no wonder Zihui's kendo is so domineering. Although the plum blossom is proud and blooms in the cold, it is still a flower. How can it come to the meaning of being king.
Watching the process of a monk transforming into a god, together with the monks, he experienced the process of merging Taoism. Gu Qingzhao's heart suddenly became clear. Zihui's kendo seeds were planted on his dantian. The places that were not clear are realized one by one, and the places that were obscure and difficult to understand in the past seem so simple now.
The young man in Huashen, no, it's the master, the master in Huashen is still dancing the sword, and still hasn't input spiritual power, but the spiritual power in the world depends entirely on him to mobilize, this wooden sword dances out of the detached fairy The power of the device.
Gu Qingzhao also held the sword in his hand, and danced the sword with the young man at the same time. Although the sword technique was different, the morality was inherited from the same line, and the moves were obviously different, but gradually they seemed to be the same person.
Gu Qingzhao was in front, and the young man was behind, and Gu Qingzhao didn't understand what was painless, so the young man would hold his wrist and lead him to make gestures with that move.
After dancing this set of sword tactics, the young man succeeded in transforming himself into a god, and Gu Qingzhao also developed his sword intent in Qinglian sword song.
It is difficult to draw a tiger's skin and bones, and it is difficult to practice swordsmanship and mind. Only a swordsman who has practiced sword intent can be called a real swordsman, and can go far in the way of swordsmanship.
On top of Gu Qingzhao's wooden sword, the aura of the blue sky soared into the sky, and the sword intent pierced through the wind and snow, everything returned to calm, everything returned to reality, and returned to the thunder disaster.
It has been so long, but when Gu Qingzhao looked up, he still saw plum blossoms and flying snow in the sky after the transformation of Zihui's sword intent. He wondered if the thunder disaster had passed.
Zi Hui withdrew her fingers and watched him intently, fearing that he would not be able to digest such a domineering mood for a while, and said: "It seems that the good fortune of my teacher and you has been several years, but in fact it has only passed a second. This catastrophe has not yet fallen. "He said again: "As a teacher, let me see my swordsmanship, it is to let you go more smoothly on the journey of swordsmanship, not to inherit my swordsmanship, only the swordsmanship that you have explored is the most suitable for you , can really go far, as a teacher, I believe that Qing Zhao's swordsmanship will definitely surpass that of a teacher."
As soon as Zihui's voice fell, a roar that pierced the sky and the earth suddenly erupted, and the thunder of heaven suddenly descended, piercing through Zihui's sleeves and transformed sword intent in an instant, and directly attacked the two people in the air with the intention of destruction!
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