When you are living in this world, you need to have awe in your heart, but you must not add the word fear after awe.

When fear arises in the heart, one third of the courage is released. This three part of courage is also the spirit. Once lost, it is said that "the old sword has no brilliance, and the old man has no strength."

It couldn't be more appropriate to apply it to a swordsman.

Cheng Zhiyuan recalled the scene in Huangliyuan, under the Huangdi Bai. On that first night, when faced with the attacking shrouded swordsman, wasn't he afraid? Wasn't he afraid?

Of course there was, but luckily, I picked up the stone sword recklessly and smashed the guy's head.

You can never sit back and wait for death. Sometimes, life is indeed earned by oneself. The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. In the eyes of Emperor Tianhou Tu, there is not much difference between people and dogs, grass and stones. Everything is

They are all equal. People have their own starting point, grass has its own starting point, and dogs also have their own starting point. If people do not fight for their lives, they will die. If grass does not survive in the cracks, it will wither. If dogs cannot hunt,

It will inevitably turn into dry bones in the end.

Therefore, in the Spring and Autumn Period, some people laughed at those who waited and waited. Will luck come to you again and again? Even if you are really the child of luck, you will inevitably capsize in the gutter.

Cheng Zhiyuan closed his eyes from the real world, then opened them again, and he already appeared in that dilapidated courtyard.

The running water is not rotten, the door hinges are not beetrooted, the sword that the sword god boy entrusted hangs on the beam, dark and dusty, this is not a decaying force that can be brushed away with hands, the curse is difficult to explain, and it has been there from ancient times to the present.

So it is.

The second level of practice is the realm of Ren Dharma, which includes the fourth level of "Zongfa", the fifth level of "Yangdao", and the sixth level of "general trend". Climbing the fourth level of the level can be said to be "under the great road, the Dharma".

"There is no prohibition." At this point, he is temporarily freed from the constraints of heaven and earth, and gives up everything in the mortal world. Just like Liang Que, he can destroy all things with the power of the mortal sword. At this time, the three souls and seven souls in the human body can generate wonderful magic by themselves.

The fifth layer of the building is the Tao. The small Tao generates the big method, and the big method overrides the big method. The so-called Tao method, the Tao method most commonly used by swordsmen, is "turning the body into a rainbow and taking the lintel of the door with the sword", which can attack the enemy fifty miles away.

Face the door, cut off the eyes and head!

The sixth level of the building, the so-called general trend, is the state where the cultivated "power" makes a great leap, which is called the "direction of the general trend". It can temporarily suppress the enemy with the help of the "favorable trend" between heaven and earth. The sixth level of the building

The uniqueness of it makes it seem a bit incapable of exerting 100% of its power, because this so-called "the trend of heaven and earth" is a bit too idealistic.

Cheng Zhiyuan pushed open the door and turned his back to the ancient sword. He felt that his eyes were full of confusion and he was muttering about the law.

The sage is responsible for law but not for wisdom, for numbers but not for explanations, for public affairs but not for private interests, for the great way but not for small things, and then his body is lost and the world is governed.

The lack of prohibition by the law does not mean chaos. At least what we are talking about here is not that under the great road, it is better not to use the law indiscriminately than to use the law indiscriminately. You cannot use yesterday's law to restrain today's people. The law should move with the world. Only in this way can

As a sage monarch, heaven and earth have their own rules, which are the so-called rules and regulations of heaven.

In the ignorant world, there are dull shouts coming from far and near. If you listen carefully, it seems that two people are talking and talking face to face.

Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't hear clearly, so he took two steps towards the darkness, only to hear scolding and shock coming from all directions!

Storms and clouds suddenly rise, fog turns to the sky, and in the midst of ignorance and darkness, there is a continuous sound.

"Stop, what are you going to do!"

"No!"

"How can ordinary people step on the soil of Gaoyang Mountain and go straight to the White Jade Capital that reaches the sky!"

"Hahahaha, interesting, interesting!"

"No, he is not ordinary, he is an immortal!"

"Farting is obviously a great rebellion in the world!"

"Seeking life from death? Where is the immortal? It is clearly a ghost!"

"The Immortal Path always brings good fortune, and the Ghost Path always brings misfortune..."

"Can there be such a good person among the rubble in the sky, the tiny ants, and the sand of the Yellow River?"

"That's not bad! If you follow a human from a mountain, you are a son of an immortal family, a disciple of heaven, you are called a human ant, how can you become a tiger!"

The chattering was like hundreds of people talking at the same time, echoing endlessly. Cheng Zhiyuan stopped, feeling a cold feeling in his heart. He shook hands, and the three swords of "Blood Washing" and "Taishan" were not in his hands. He turned his head and looked back at the lonely thatched house.

The door was still wide open, and the dull copper sword hanging on the beam could be seen.

The chaotic and corrosive sounds echoed and entangled, tearing at the heart. A cloud of blood filled Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes, but soon they were entangled with the blue-white dragon eyes. The two feelings of irritability and clarity in his heart were fighting with each other and at the same time merging with each other.

"You won't let me leave? I have to leave!"

Cheng Zhiyuan's gaze was like a sharp sword, staring fixedly at the darkness, and then took the second step forward.

Scolding sounded from all directions again, some were cursing, some were laughing, some were talking madly, and some were resentful. At this time, Cheng Zhiyuan heard the sound of rubbing in his ears, and a coldness rose under his feet, while ignorance spread everywhere.

There seemed to be the sound of rolling water.

"Stop! Ant, ant, how dare you set foot in this Baiyujing!"

"How dare you eat the dirt of the world, how dare you... I am so angry!"

"Kneel down and kowtow to the sky in front of you, and I will forgive you for the crime of disrespect!"

"Evil! You want to be beaten to ashes!"

Cheng Zhiyuan's face was expressionless, and he took the third step with a bang!

Boom!

As if the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, the voices of scoldings and threats became panicked, and the vicious curses in them became more and more intensive. Cheng Zhiyuan shook his hand and suddenly saw a sword in his hand.

The name of the sword is to conquer!

Buzz!

Guanglei reverberated in Juntian, and Cheng Zhiyuan looked around. When the bells, cauldrons, drums, and rain xuns all sounded, the curses from all directions disappeared in an instant like a calming wave.

"Swear, keep scolding."

Cheng Zhiyuan turned the sword with one hand and then turned his head. The word "conquer" also appeared on the ancient sword hanging from the beam behind him.

"Conquests and punishments, ritual conquests and music of conquests come from the emperor, and they are served by the emperor to punish disloyal ministers!"

With the help of some mysterious god, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly swung his sword at an ignorant place!

Boom!

There was an unprecedented loud sound, as if the sky was tilting, and the most miserable screams came from it, as well as countless sounds of panic!

"Little beast, you are just a human ant, how dare you attack a tiger..."

Boom!

Another sword was swung, and the ignorant silhouette who opened his mouth was immediately killed on the spot. The clouds and mist rioted in the chaos. Cheng Zhiyuan took the fourth step, the fifth step... until the twelfth step, there was no way ahead.

The huge white jade supports Cheng Zhiyuan. This is a mountain, all made of mutton-fat white jade, and under the mutton-fat jade wall, what is roaring is the boiling sea of ​​​​yellow spring!

There is no Naihe Bridge, there is no Forgotten River, this sea of ​​​​yellow springs is like the vast world of thousands of sufferings, and this white wall stands out, standing on the sea of ​​​​suffering in the world!
Chapter completed!