Xian Ao

Soaring in the sky, looking down upon the earth, Yu Zecheng flew out of the world of Xuanyuan Cave, flew to Xuanyuan Hill, and flew in the sky.

There are countless mountains at the foot, with twists and turns, and green mountains beyond the mountains. This mountain is like a sharp sword thrust into the sky, that mountain is like a jade pillar holding up the sky, and the other mountain is like a solemn old man, standing on the sky.

Looking down at the earth, from this side, we can see the continuous mountains in the distance, just like a long dragon flying towards the horizon; from there, we can see the overlapping mountains and numerous peaks, just like the roaring sea waves and the emptying of huge waves.

Some are blue, some are green, some are grey-brown, some are dark purple, some are barren of grass, some are covered in green, some are covered with pine forests, and some are covered with red flowers. The styles of the mountains also seem to be different, some are majestic, some are graceful, some are quiet, and some are vigorous.

Some are impressive in the sunshine, while others are vague and misty in the mist. They each have their own temperament and character,

On the mountains, the valley is full of green bamboo, the slopes are full of tall firs, a thick-armed young pine, and a graceful tung tree. I could only hear the whistling of the wind, and when I looked around, I saw bowl-sized miscellaneous trees and shrubs scattered among the big trees. Rhododendrons seemed to like this lush mountain, with clumps of red and purple everywhere. .

Flying forward further, the golden grass beach is a stretch of tender green; the auburn Gobi desert is covered with cedar bushes, some are white, some are egg yellow, and some are purple; the silvery white desert is covered with white thorn bushes, spitting out dark green young trees. bud.

All this forms a beautiful pattern. The layers of snow-capped peaks in the distance are like motionless white clouds. The sunset is burning behind the white clouds, and a few golden rays are floating in the blue sky. The scenery is gorgeous!

The undulating autumn fields are like a huge wall map, with colorful mountains stretching away and long rows of woods on the mountain tops. The bright colors are reflected on the quiet river, reflected in the still water of countless lakes and ponds, the elm trees will spread their golden leaves, and the sugar maples are like pieces of fire, blazing, and the beauty is breathtaking, to the extreme.

Yu Zecheng looked arrogantly at the sky and the earth, and slowly landed on a mountain peak. The mountain here was a thousand feet high, independent and tall, unique among the mountains, and even more arrogant. Yu Zecheng stood on the top of the mountain. , looking at the rushing river at his feet, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly:

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

The sword dove disappeared, and Yu Zecheng sat here and began to meditate. He was thinking that now that he had the Six Xuanyuan Swords, he could turn the sword into a dove, and it was time for him to reach the first level of elixir.

What I lack now is my own Tao, my own persistent Tao like my master. But I don’t have the immortal Tao heart of my master. I can only absorb the essence of the predecessors, embrace all rivers, and be big with tolerance. Based on their foundation Go up and find your own direction.

Here, Yu Zecheng took out the Eternal Three Thousand Avenues of Nirvana Sutra and began to read the sutra. On the first page, this time he could no longer hold on to the previous few breaths. It took a full quarter of an hour to read the way of the devil. The source of power, the infinite power between heaven and earth.

But this is not your own way. No matter how good this way is, it does not belong to you. You can only learn from it, but you cannot copy everything.

Next page, the way of time flows without leaving a trace. Nothing can stop its power. Heroes grow old, beauty withers, empires collapse, and no one can defeat them.

Time is infinite, but this does not belong to you. You can only observe and imitate it, not copy it.

Just opening the third page, Yu Zecheng felt the endless sword intent, the supreme sword energy, and the traceless sword heart. Wounds appeared on his hands immediately, and blood was left behind. Just looking at it slightly, he was injured by the sword.

The old madman's way is the way of destruction. In the end, everything in the world will be destroyed. There is eternity in the world, but only destruction. His way is this.

Yu Zecheng slowly started to feel something, then he closed the book suddenly and put it into the martial arts performance space. Then he took out the Sky Demon Sutra and started to read it. Then he took out the Nether Demon Sutra and started studying. Just like that, Yu Zecheng was on this mountain peak. Above, he began to seek the truth again, embracing all rivers.

After reading many scriptures, Yu Zecheng sat silently on the mountain peak and began to ask himself, what is his path? What is the purpose of cultivating immortality yourself?

The sight of Xuanyuan Sanwen on the flying car, the stern question from the master in the main hall of the sect, came to mind again.

What is the purpose of cultivating yourself as an immortal? What price can be paid for this purpose? What should I do if I don’t achieve my goal despite all my hard work?

Yu Zecheng slowly thought about it, slowly looking for his own way of heaven, going against the will of heaven, struggling in every possible way, dying without mercy, saying goodbye to his family, cutting off love, enduring loneliness, month by month, year by year, in the care of others. While his wife and young son were enjoying the happiness of their family, and enjoying the endless happiness, he was just sitting on the futon, doing lonely hard work day and night. What was the purpose of this?

What exactly are you pursuing? What is your own way?

There are white clouds in the sky, the sun rises and sets again, dark clouds cover the sun, thunderstorms roll, the autumn wind rustles, and winter comes, with heavy snow.

Yu Zecheng sat here for six months, watching the vast world in front of him, watching the changes in the weather of heaven and earth, watching all things wither, and heavy snow covering the whole world.

The winter is covered with snow, everything is withered, and it is difficult to escape the prosperity of the four seasons, but I don't want to.

The mountain flowers are blooming and stand out from the crowd, but they can be picked up casually, but I don’t want to.

I only wish that my youth will last forever and stay in this world forever.

I only hope that the branches will be strong and the leaves will be luxuriant, and I will not be afraid of being stubborn.

I have a sword in my hand, a supreme sword that can cut through the sky, defeat enemies, and kill groups of enemies. There is a sword here, and everything is as I wish.

I want to be at ease physically and mentally, to do everything by myself, and not to be trapped by, confused by, or confused by all things. Never get lost.

If I want to be free and roam the sky, I can also roam the fairy world.

My way is freedom, the most perfect and sublime freedom, freedom of mind and body, freedom of doing everything by oneself. Freedom without restrictions, without hindrance. Eternity, freedom, the freedom to do whatever you want, do whatever you want, and get whatever you want. That supreme freedom without limits.

Heaven cannot bend my will, earth cannot go against my heart, life and death are in my hands, and I can do whatever I want. Shura can be beheaded, immortals can be beheaded, heaven and earth can be beheaded.

I want this kind of freedom. I want to bow my head today, I will bow my head today, I want this water to flow back, this water will flow back.

Although it is an arrogant thought, I will turn this into reality. This is me, this is my way, and my ideal in life.

He kept repeating the simple word freedom. Gradually, the light in his eyes gathered, and his belief continued to increase. The Six Swords Combination Dove appeared again, but this time it was just a flash, and all the endless power Absorbed by him, this sword does not attack the enemy, but impregnates oneself.

Looking over again, on the mountain peak, there is only a huge bird egg standing on the top of the mountain.

His sword dove turned into an egg, and this time he did not go to the avenue to practice in seclusion. Instead, he started a new practice of forming pills on this mountain peak.

Not a good product, not a golden elixir.

This time, the Pangu world trembled violently, and the purple thunder and lightning in the black mist became extremely solemn. The lake world began to boil, and the flame world began to collapse. The two roared, and suddenly merged into one, starting a new round of evolution.

A voice keeps recalling in that Pangu world

"It will come true, it will come true, it will come true..."

The winter snow melts, the earth returns to spring, mountain flowers bloom, green trees sprout, summer thunder rolls, heavy rains continue, the sun is like fire, the autumn wind rustles, the fallen leaves wither, the branches wither, the cold wind blows, the water turns into ice, and the snow is thick. Winter comes again.

Just like this, Yu Zecheng turned into an egg from a sword dove on this mountain peak, transformed his body and mind, and became a pill in a thousand days.

Suddenly, on this day, the thousand and first day, Jin Dan Zhenren, who had been ordered to protect Yu Zecheng in the dark, suddenly discovered that the spiritual energy in the air was suddenly chaotic and rolling, and countless spiritual energy vortexes were formed in the blink of an eye.

After Yu Zecheng turned a dove into an egg on this mountain peak, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect issued a trial mission. Every year, a real Jindan person was replaced to guard Yu Zecheng and protect his safety. Seeing this spiritual energy rolling, the Jindan Master just smiled and immediately sent a flying letter to notify the door.

The spiritual energy rolled, and a large amount of spiritual energy began to seep out of Yu Zecheng's body. In the sky ten miles away from this mountain peak, the spiritual energy vortex could even be seen with the naked eye, and it was extremely unstable.

Dots of spiritual energy vortexes emit colorful light, flickering in and out. They are all composed of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, containing extremely pure spiritual energy, showing a gorgeous and beautiful state. Master Jin Dan looked at this psychic energy and nodded. It seemed that his protection was indeed not in vain. This was a sign of the success of Jin Dan. He glanced out unintentionally and was stunned.

I saw this vortex of spiritual power spreading for a hundred miles. Wherever I looked, there was this brilliant spiritual light. There were dots of spiritual light all over the sky. It was boundless, as if there was no end at all. Master Jin Dan was completely shocked. This, this was impossible, a hundred miles away, unimaginable. Even when the powerful Jindan Zhenren formed the elixir, the vision was only ten miles away. This vision actually reached a hundred miles away, and the Nascent Soul's transformation was nothing more than that.

The hundred-mile radius of the mountain peak is really filled with this spiritual vortex, spreading throughout the entire area. In the cave of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, countless people were stunned for a moment, looking at this shocking sight.

Those in the Foundation Establishment Stage are filled with envy, those in the Golden Core Stage are filled with surprise, and those in the Nascent Soul Stage are filled with hesitation.

Either surprised or happy. Shocked, shocked, envious, jealous, all kinds of expressions! The hunchbacked old man guarding the tomb looked at the vision thousands of miles away, and the old immortal sweeping the floor beside him was calmly drinking fragrant tea.

The hunchbacked old man said:

"This guy can be taught. What do you think of the old madman's proposal?"

The old man said:

"I don't agree. This is too unfair to Gongsun Nalan. I still object."

The hunchbacked old man said:

"Okay, then I have been investigating for a few years. You have watched Nalan grow up and have personal feelings for it. However, Nalan's performance in the past two years has disappointed me so much. He is addicted to the witch's beauty and family affection. If you don't wake up, don't blame me for being ruthless.

I now agree with the old madman's suggestion and seriously include Yu Zecheng on the list of candidates for the head of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. "