When Shi Liu heard this, he immediately said: "I wonder if the sergeant knows when Tian Zijun will appear recently?"

He looked at Cheng Zhiyuan, and then said to Long Su: "This is a swordsman. It's better to accept him as a sergeant and recommend him to the Holy One. I think the Holy One will be happy to come."

As he said this, he gave Cheng Zhiyuan a look. This Confucian sect is a big brother. He is trapped here right now. How long will it take him if he doesn't hold his big brother?

However, after Long Su was slightly startled, he looked at Cheng Zhiyuan, but there was something wrong in his eyes.

At least it was not what Shi Liu expected.

"Swordsman...Tianmen Jianzi?"

Shi Liu was stunned: "Tianmen? No, he means swordsman, he should not have practiced in the human holy sect... what, Tianmen disciple?"

He felt something was wrong halfway through saying it, and then he was shocked when he reacted.

Before the emergence of the Sixty Holy Gates, there were only two gates in the world, one was the Heavenly Gate and the other was the Pyrrhic Gate.

The Lord of Tianmen is the True Lord of Nanhua.

Said that the sword man turned out to be a disciple of Tianmen? Shi Liu was confused, he really didn’t know this.

After all, the guys trapped in Huanglizhiyuan didn't know about this, and they died too quickly.

Long Su's eyelashes trembled slightly: "Tianmen...those who are outside the Sixty Saint Sect are disciples of Tianmen...there are only fifty-two numbers in the world, and they are called 'immortals'."

All living beings in the world, apart from humans, are demons, and then there are immortals and ghosts.

"Humans, demons, immortals, and ghosts are the four kinds of living beings."

When her words fell, they were like falling gold and stones in a lake, with ripples floating and water splashing.

Long Su frowned, and the two Confucian belts on his cheeks hung down his long hair: "Although Tianmen disciples are precious,... You are a swordsman."

"The sword is the blade of the heart. In the human world, there are three hundred roads and sixty holy gates, all of which are here to learn, but this swordsmanship is the only one to be taught."

"You, you are not allowed to enter my Holy Sect, because you can neither be taught the inner method, nor can you preach knowledge; You, you have entered the Tianmen Sword Path, and the only one you rely on is Sword Ear. The methods of the Holy Sect are all reasonable.

Yun Yu, so if you don’t want to be bound by the principles of the Sword Sect’s method, you shouldn’t have much to do with external things.”

Shi Liu was suddenly shocked. He knew this ancient saying about swords, but he never thought that there was a saying behind it that he should not have anything to do with other holy sects.

"You mean, I can't learn all the methods of the Holy Sect in the world, isn't that just..."

Cheng Zhiyuan was silent for ten breaths, then suddenly shook his head and laughed, and then, the palm of his hand shook slightly!

The sword rang out, and for a moment, he actually felt helpless, like he had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth.

My heart was astringent, a little depressed, angry and resentful, but it was not directed at Long Su, but at Li Taiyi.

This is wrong. Obviously, I have started learning swordsmanship from the Sword God Boy, so there is no reason for me to feel this way.

"I already have a path forward, and it's smooth."

Cheng Zhiyuan regained his energy and said sincerely:

"Three hundred roads and sixty holy sects are all here to learn, but swordsmanship is what I want to teach... The swordsman is sharp and moves forward without hesitation. If he is half-hearted, nothing will be achieved. A sword is enough!"

"Thanks for letting me know!"

The confusion in Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes disappeared, and his mind suddenly became clear. Yes, there are all kinds of roads in this world, which one does not lead to the front?

I understand clearly, yes, there are so many choices, now there is a way, let’s step on it first!

“There is a dark willow and a bright flower is bright, there is a dark willow and a flower is bright.”

Long Su saw this change in Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That's right, everything must be done in advance, and knowledge and action must be unified. Empty talk will harm the country and only do things without thinking, which is even more useless.

At this moment, she suddenly complained to God. Such a talented and beautiful jade, just based on his state of mind, would definitely achieve great results in the Holy Sect. The key is that he is actually the Tianmen Swordsman. In this way, there is no destiny.

She smiled helplessly and had some thoughts in her mind. She thought about it and thought to herself, could it be that God told her to leave some good luck with this person?

Long Su looked regretful, it was a pity, this was fate, like a naughty child, playing tricks on people's hearts.

"It's really God's will."

Putting aside his thoughts, Long Su's eyesight returned to normal.

She said to Cheng Zhiyuan:

"There is a big gap in your body, like a leak from the sky, which cannot be filled by anything... Before, my body transformed into a blood barrier, and I lost ten years of my life. And because of..."

Cheng Zhiyuan looked calm: "I already know that that bastard in purple seems to have placed some kind of curse on me. Can it be solved?"

Long Suchen nodded and said: "To untie the bell, you must tie the bell."

When Cheng Zhiyuan heard this, he naturally knew what was going on.

Seeing that he was silent, Long Su thought it was because Cheng Zhiyuan felt that the gap between saints was irreparable, so he said: "Don't fall into confusion. In the past, there was a swordsman from Dongyue in the world who became a saint thirty years ago. In this world, there is a huge gap between heaven and earth."

, not very high.”

"Not everything needs to be killed."

She smiled and said, "You must understand that practicing is just walking with your head down. Maybe one day you raise your head and touch the sky."

Cheng Zhiyuan was slightly startled.

Cheng Zhiyuan, the Dongyue Sword Master, became a saint in thirty years. He didn't have much idea about the practice of this world, but he thought that no matter what the conditions were, he must be an extremely extraordinary person after thirty years of becoming a saint.

Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly thought that if he couldn't become stronger, he would die. If his body was not intact, he would die. If he entered the blood barrier, he would still die.

But now that the curse is on the line, can I become a saint in thirty years and then get the holy door?

As expected, the road to spiritual practice is very bumpy, and those who can walk this path are all warriors.

Cheng Zhiyuan said: "May I ask, sir, how many years can a saint live?"

Long Su: "Over a thousand years."

Cheng Zhiyuan had a look in his eyes. At this moment, it was like thunder bursting out, but it quickly disappeared.

Long Su looked at him and said slowly:

"If you want to go out, although you can't take this carriage, you can ride on the emperor's horse to come, and you can also ride on the emperor's horse to leave."

She knew that Cheng Zhiyuan had a desire to move forward. At this time, she gave guidance and did good to others, which was also good for herself. Therefore, she was determined to give guidance.

Cheng Zhiyuan listened attentively and did not dare to speak without permission for fear of being overheard.

Long Su: "In the plain of Huangli, there is Daze in the west. At Daze, or on the road in front of Daze, there is a chance that the emperor will arrive."

Beside her, the white-bone horse suddenly began to pace, seeming a little impatient. Long Su looked at it and sighed: "There is not much time to come. Huang Lizhiyuan's sky will change. After the orderly solar term, there will be a disorderly and shocking sky."

Brutal Heaven."

"After going to Daze, there may be a big crisis. It is up to you to decide whether to go or not. I will leave now, otherwise the emperor will be angry and the power of the command will be eliminated."

Cheng Zhiyuan was grateful and kept his words in mind: "There is Daze in the west...I understand. Thank you sir. I have one more question."

As he spoke, he told the story about the gods of the Heavenly Palace. Long Su looked at him faintly and suddenly said:

"You have just turned into a blood barrier, but you should be less murderous in the future. You must find a way to make up for the lack of spirit in your body. Otherwise, you will still have this problem and you will be in danger of turning into a monster."

"The blood barrier obscures the gods, and the heavenly palace is dark. The blood barrier burns the body, shortens life, and destroys lives. The gods of the heavenly palace disappear. If the gods do not save you, you will be dead. If you make up for the blood barrier of the heavenly palace, you can see the gods again."

"Demon is a fabrication of human beings. If a person is crazy, bloodthirsty, and possesses the seven evils, then he is transformed into a demon. Everyone in the world can find and kill them. I see your power, it is very strange. There is blood in the blue, which seems to be ominous.

.”

This is a reminder and has a hidden murderous intention.

Cheng Zhiyuan understood and thanked him sincerely: "I've written it down."

Long Su hummed, seemingly satisfied, but suddenly smiled, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, like peach blossoms blooming!

"Remember, as heaven moves in a healthy direction, a gentleman will strive to constantly improve himself!"

She got on the gold and bronze chariot, and raised the reins high at the moment, then the white-bone horse neighed, stamped its hooves, rolled up the yellow dust, roared like a landslide and thunderous, and headed towards the southwest.

Thousands of clouds accompany it, like a bright light rising in the dark night!

"The fields in Yushan are gone."

In the distance, Shi Yi came over, looked at a few people, and said: "The four and five stones are gone."

If you say it's gone, you're dead.

Four stones and five stones. For the stone people, death is actually a common occurrence. After a while, when the wind and sand rolls in, they can come back to life, but where they come back from is not something they can judge.

"The fields in Yushan are gone?"

Shi Qi looked a little depressed: "That's hard to grow."

The field was burned down by paper figures. There were so many paper figures at that time that the sky was filled with fire. It was already expected that all the crops in Yushan would be wiped out.

There is no other way but to find another place to cultivate the fields again. We can no longer live here. Staying here for a long time will attract other things.

Maybe it's a large number of corpse men, maybe it's bronze men, or maybe... it's something else, such as an "earth dragon".

Shi Liu was silent for a while, then looked at Cheng Zhiyuan: "You are going to Daze."

Cheng Zhiyuan nodded, said nothing, and just touched his eyebrows.

Can the sword god boy be brought back by cutting off the blood barrier?

An inexplicable brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Shi Liu also nodded, with a serious look on his face: "After all, this is not the place you should stay. The fields in Yushan are gone, and we must leave. Swordsman, please take this with you."

He solemnly handed over a golden weapon, which was a golden sword.
Chapter completed!