Honglian didn't want to have any connection with the two people in front of her.
I don’t want to have any connection with Wu Zhenhou of Qin and everyone else. If it weren’t for Qin, Han would have been the same as before. His father should be still there, and the fourth brother, the ninth brother and others are still there.
Everything that I am familiar with is still there.
It is because Qin State insisted on going east that South Korea was in danger of destruction!
Before Brother Ninth died in Xinzheng!
The fourth brother sacrificed his country!
Father... Father is even imprisoned.
"That's what you two want."
"Whether to accept it depends on you."
Yunshu smiled slightly.
That thing took the young master a night and it was already considered hard work.
Sure enough, the two of them ignored it... Yunshu felt that Zilanxuan and Liusha were really ungrateful.
If it is for Han Fei's sake.
A few years ago, no one in Quicksand could run away!
“Born.”
In this scene in front of him, Xiaomeng shook her head bored.
The silver eyes flashed brightly, and I looked left and right, and wanted to leave.
"So, Xiaomeng, let's go."
Yun Shu had nodded to Xiaomeng, then nodded to Miss Purple and Princess Honglian.
That is the dedication of the young master.
There are not many people who can be qualified in the summer.
Immediately, the two of them flashed mysterious lights around them, and they disappeared in a step.
Only the wooden box that was still floating in front of Honglian was left. As Yunshu and the others left, it seemed as if they had lost the power of support and fell straight to the earth.
However..., Honglian still caught it in her hand with one hand.
Looking at the flat wooden box in my hand, I recalled the words of the two people just now. A different kind of sadness passed through my heart for no reason, my eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and the depths of my eyes had already appeared crystal clear.
"Honglian, are you thinking about the past again?"
The purple girl stepped forward and looked at the trembling red lotus, and said softly.
"Sister Zinniao, I remember my father and brother Jiu."
Turning around, he buried his head in the arms of Zi Girl's sister, sobbing quietly, the Korean royal family dispersed, wandering around the Xia, and no one cared for him anymore.
No one protects himself anymore.
Now... thinking about the two people's previous intentions, it should be... the Ninth Brother's heart back then.
Even so, Honglian is even more unbearable.
"No matter whether your father and brother Jiu are still here or not, they hope you can live well."
"I can live happily."
"Honglian, we are all people who have lost our country and the ancestral temple, so... we must learn to live well in this troubled times."
"Xuan Qingzi of Tianzong, Wu Zhenhou of Qin, was the old friend Han Fei met in Xinzheng and Xianyang. He may be the enemy of Han Guo, but he is also the shelter left to you by Han Fei."
He patted the red lotus in his arms with one hand.
I can understand Honglian’s state of mind at this moment because... I have possessed and lost some things, so... I only know how to survive early.
"Brother Nine!"
Hearing Sister Zi Nu's words like this, Honglian couldn't help feeling sad deep in her heart, crying quietly and murmured. If possible... I really hope that everything is not true now.
"Open and have a look."
"Maybe...it will help."
The purple girl nodded and stroked the soft hair of Honglian in her arms. No matter what... this troubled time is too cruel for Honglian, and she must learn to be strong.
You must learn to be strong!
Because... the enemy will not have mercy.
"Um."
Honglian took a deep breath, wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes with her long sleeves, picked up the flat wooden box in her hand, opened it directly, and the things inside appeared.
It is a roll of silk full of fonts, folded and fell into a wooden box.
Take out the roll of silk and stretch it out with force.
Where you see it - "Zixia True Sutra"!
"The Purple Xia Jing"?"
"The great road was first opened, and the nine orifices were connected in parallel, and they started to Yongquan, and finally Niwan, Jin locked the magpie bridge, and the twelve did not descend, the eight extraordinary meridians, Qi turned into the golden well, and all the qi refiners walked the great road."
"The spiritual practice of gods and spirits is integrated with one nature and life. The Taoist practices are to cultivate quietness and the warriors are to think that the gods are violent. If violent, the spirit will be disturbed and the qi will be disturbed, and the arrogance will be truly separated and the qi will be floating."
"...Singing the sky drum, drinking jade juice, swinging the Huachi Pool, knocking on the golden beam, Xuangong Hunyuan, without any harm inside and outside, this is called - Zixia Zhengang!"
“…”
There are nearly a thousand small characters on the silk that are sprinkled with flies, which are old Korean characters and are the most familiar words of the Red Lotus. The whispers in the mouth and the eyes are the general outline of this volume of scriptures.
Ten pieces in total!
Three levels of meridian opening!
Sixth level of innate!
The Nine-Level Transformation of God is Perfect!
Ten levels of enlightenment and return to the original world!
After practicing to the tenth level, you can melt the internal and external qi and create the Zixia true qi!
"There is also a Zixia sword technique!"
The two of them quietly read the silk and silk documents in their hands, read all the thousands of words of this volume, starting from the first level, reaching the tenth level of perfection. If they really want to step into the tenth level, that is the wonderful realm of the entrance.
After the tenth level, there is also a Zixia sword technique!
A total of seven swords and seven styles!
It can evolve the 7749 sword techniques and practice perfectly. It can gather these 49 sword techniques into one sword, cooperate with Zixia Xuangong, slash with one sword, consume all the internal strength of the body, and exert seven times the strength of oneself!
Sadly... After one blow, life and death are fate!
"Xuan Qingzi is worthy of being the most qualified person in Taoist Tianzong for thousands of years!"
"This volume...the mysterious skill is very suitable for your and my practice, especially the first five levels of practice. There are vague traces of your and my current practice methods, but... it is more complete and deeper."
"The sixth level is the method of thoroughly practicing the innate practice, and it is also the key to your and I step into the realm of transformation of God!"
"Smelting the three elements, the spirits are integrated, the internal organs swallow the energy of heaven and earth, and the muscles and bones wash the essence of the hundreds of meridians. No wonder... I always feel that I have lacked something since this year."
"Zhuang also said that it is difficult for me to break into the transformation of the gods in my practice, unless I wait for it to break into the entrance."
"Now from the "Zixia True Sutra", at most I... can break through in one year."
True transmission is just one sentence, fake transmission is thousands of books!
In order to break through the innate shackles and ascend to the gods, Zi Nu felt that she had collected a lot of classics from various schools of thought, and her descriptions were different.
Some need to do this!
Some need to do that!
...
I also tried it myself, but it was not effective. Now, from the perspective of the "Zixia True Sutra", it seems that... it is not difficult to break into the realm of transforming gods.
I have been outside the door, but I just haven't found the key.
Now that the key is found, just put it in and use a little force to open it.
Moreover... from this scripture, we can also see that Xuan Qingzi's current cultivation level is able to easily create a mysterious skill that directly points to the level of the entrance. His own realm... I really don't know what level he has reached!
"Honglian, please put it away."
"Maybe this is your opportunity."
Recalling the scriptures from the "Zixia True Sutra" in my mind, Zi Nu patted Honglian on the shoulder. This scripture is suitable for her two people to practice. It is indeed a great gift from Xuan Qingzi.
"Sister Purple Girl!"
"Then will I continue to stay in Renzong?"
Perhaps... Brother Jiu's friendship was still protecting himself. He put the roll of silk in his hand and put it in his arms. What he did in this walker sect was to break the method of transforming gods.
Now... not only have I found it, but I have even started... the level of spiritual transformation.
In this way, do they still need to stay in the Renzong?
"Stay here for a month."
"Some things in the Renzong Jing Pavilion have some effect on quicksand."
"What's more, Mu Shanzi, the head of the Renzong, will be in a state of transformation, and it is not right that he should have left at this time."
The purple girl smiled slightly and raised her hand. A strong wind closed the door of the courtyard. It was not long before nightfall. Not to mention... standing in the courtyard, it was really a little cold.
“Okay.”
Following Sister Zi Nu's words, Honglian didn't speak much.
"Hahaha."
"Junior Brother Chisong."
"I remember the first time you met me, I was at the Taiyi Mountain Viewing Platform. In a flash, I was over fifty."
"The senior Beiming is as free as before, and the ancestors of the Renzong have died. The road to Taoists is very difficult."
Mu Xuzi took over as the head of the Renzong Sect. For two or three consecutive days, he was working hard to rectify the Renzong Sect. It was not very strong, but just some trivial matters.
There are no grand etiquettes of ordinary schools of thought.
Deep in the Dao Hall of Renzong.
Mu Shanzi, Chi Songzi, Zhou Qing, Mu Xuzi, Xiaomeng, Xiaoling... and others gathered together.
Mu Shanzi sat cross-legged on his head, and everyone sat around him, his eyes fell on Mu Shanzi, feeling the breath of Mu Shanzi. Zhou Qing sighed lightly and said nothing.
The same is true for the rest of the people.
As the Taoist wise men said, Taoist is not afraid of life and death, but it really has life and death.
Mu Shanzi's laughter that was holding back swung in the depths of the quiet room, and suddenly there was a different kind of freedom.
"A half a hundred!"
"You and I are old."
Chi Songzi has the same feeling. If it weren't for the appearance of junior brothers, Xiaoling, junior sisters, etc., I'm afraid I would be similar to Senior Brother Mushanzi now, and Senior Brother Mushanzi died.
Then... in the summer, fewer and fewer people can discuss the truth with their peers.
"Junior Brother Xuanqing!"
"I remember the first time you and I met, I was at the Miaotai on Taiyi Mountain. At that time, you were only six or seven years old, but because of my words, you became a god."
"It really makes Mushanzi feel ashamed."
"And now..., no matter your cultivation, your principles, or your ordinary achievements, they are not inferior to any generation of Taoist wise men. Taoist wise men are actually destiny to you."
"You are a natural Taoist."
Mu Shanzi moved his gaze and landed on Zhou Qing.
For this junior brother of Tianzong, he has been paying attention to what the other party has done for many years. He can be said to be free from the world and enlightened in heaven and earth.
I am only two decades old, and it is already unfathomable. Although I don’t know if it is the realm of the Tao.
But I consciously resonate with the Tao, I will not be embarrassed to be with Junior Brother Xuanqing.
"Senior Brother Mushan."
Zhou Qing bowed his hand and sighed whispering.
The past is like this, passing through the depths of my mind, and for more than ten years, it seems like a flowing wind.
Zhou Qing doesn’t know whether he is a natural Taoist.
But Zhou Qing knew that under the laws of heaven, everything is a Taoist. When you see, touch, and understand, you will reach that level. Senior Brother Mu Shanzi... also has such a chance.