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Chapter 227 The Red Dust of Zimo Comes

During the ups and downs of his heart, Xu Yishan's eyes moved slightly and he glanced at Xu Tonghui beside him with his peripheral vision.

Xu Tonghui stood there, his eyes calm, thoughtful, as if thinking nothing.

What a fool!

I don't know why, but at this moment, Xu Yishan wanted to curse.

Scolded Xu Tonghui.

After you go back, you must torture him!

I even know how to make Xiao Ning Qi Powder and have taken it, so what else can’t you know? Tell me everything I can know!

Damn Xu Tonghui, my good junior brother!

Another person in the audience who was most shocked was Nan Pingxiu, the leader of the Lanshui Sect.

In fact, the reason is very simple, that is, Nan Pingxiu is the only monk present except Xu Yishan who has stepped into the earth-level form refining realm.

And precisely because she had touched the Form Refining Realm, Nan Pingxiu's heart was roaring louder than the water of the Nushui River at this moment.

In fact, at the beginning, she was just as surprised and horrified as the other people at the changes in Ye Dong's body, but she didn't expect anything more.

Until she glanced at Xu Yishan inadvertently.

At that moment, she saw Xu Yishan clenching his hands.

She has never seen Xu Yishan like this!

In fact, they don't meet many times, at most a few times a year, or even once. But after living in the same place for so many years, Nan Pingxiu's impression and understanding of Xu Yishan have always been the same.

What does it look like?

Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, the clouds are light and the wind is gentle.

This is actually the overall impression that almost all other sects have on Xu Yishan.

And Xu Yishan's performance at this moment undoubtedly broke the impression of Nan Pingxiu.

At this moment, Xu Yishan is anything but calm!

What makes a cultivator who has gone through Qi-entraining, body-refining, and reached the third level of the earth behave like this?

You know, Xu Yishan is really only one step away from heaven!

From Nanzhou's Lanshui Sect, Nan Pingxiu learned more information about this king, and the most important piece of information was, "Within a hundred years, Xu Yishan will definitely enter the heavenly realm!"

So, what makes such a person so moved by the changes that happen to a child who is only in the Qi Condensation stage?

In other words, it is much more than just moving your face!

The thing that most moves practitioners is undoubtedly the practice itself.

There are three levels: human level, earth level, heaven level, and cultivators.

Nan Pingxiu subconsciously thought about the cultivation of the third level. She didn't know much about the heaven level, so she didn't think about it.

The three realms of human level were filtered through her heart, and they soon left no trace.

Regardless of whether it was the Qi Condensation Realm, the Pulse Opening Realm or the Aperture Opening Realm, it had nothing to do with the changes in Ye Dong's body at this moment. And even if it was related, it was impossible to make Xu Yishan so moved that he even lost his composure.

When Nan Pingxiu's thoughts turned to the Three Realms of Earth Level.

Suddenly!

Really suddenly, first it was like a bolt of lightning, shining into her entire mind, and then, like a bolt of thunder, it struck hard!

And they struck one after another.

Refining the form!

Refining the form!

In just a short moment, Nan Pingxiu's whole body tensed up, and she held her hands tightly. She was almost going to perform the same scene as Gu Huaimin, the leader of the Sihai Sect, had to force herself to

His palms were clenched to pieces!

But compared to this, the shock in Nan Pingxiu's heart was tens of millions of times greater?

Her face and even her lips all lost their color at this moment and turned pale, even the two clasped hands were the same.

For earth-level cultivators, Qi and blood move according to the heart.

At this moment, Nan Pingxiu's "heart" was about to explode.

The blood that was unconsciously gathered in the inner layers of her body seemed to turn into endless angry water, carrying her conscious feelings and turbulent violently!

How is that possible!

How is this possible!

Nan Pingxiu's lips moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.

The moment of enlightenment, as well as the subsequent shock and panic, were all locked deep in her consciousness, and only in her own consciousness, the world was turned upside down.

Once, when she first met Xu Yishan, and what she had witnessed over the years, she sighed in her heart, it turned out that this was a disciple of the Heavenly Order.

At this moment, a nightmare-like sigh came out of her consciousness——

It turns out that this is the inheritance of saints!

Speculations about Xu Tonghui's background were finally settled at this moment.

Xu Yishan obviously didn't know Xu Tonghui before, and they should be unrelated to each other. Why did Xu Yishan later announce that Xu Tonghui was his junior brother?

At first, Nan Pingxiu only thought that Xu Tonghui was the student of another Tianjie, and he was probably not from Wei State, so there was a situation where Xu Yishan and Xu Tonghui did not know each other but later "recognized" each other.

It is not too surprising that they are both Heavenly disciples, even if they are not related to each other, but when one of them is a senior and a landowner, and the other is a guest from afar, they get along with each other as brothers and sisters.

One side is Zhao Fu.

The other party respects and acquiesces that the other party is the leader.

Now, Nanping Xiucai knew that she only guessed half of it right!

"Xiao Ning Qi Powder"!

After the initial and most violent panic and shock, Nan Pingxiu silently chanted this name in her heart.

And after thinking about it, after a while, her actions brought her a deeper and wider panic and shock.

Haha, Xiao Ningqi San.

Small.

Condensation.

So, what does it look like to be big? What does it look like to open the meridians and open the orifices after condensing Qi?

In that kind of inheritance, is there such a thing as "Lianxing Powder"?

If so, what kind of refining would it be?

The Nanping show at this moment is not one of standing tall, not of shock and awe, not even of worship.

She just realized in a daze that the world of spiritual practice she knew was just an extremely insignificant bit in the endless world!

Small.

Too small to be seen.

Deeply depressed, tired, helpless, gloomy...

Too many negative emotions of all kinds hit her at this time.

But they were barking up the wrong tree.

Negative emotions? That’s fine, but how negative can it be?

As long as the mind is clear and firm, there will be no obstacles!

"Xiu'er, we cultivators say we are fighting for our lives from heaven, but in fact we are not."

"What we are fighting for is not life, but luck!"

"In fact, no matter how hard you fight for your life, how long can you live?"

"A thousand years? Ten thousand years? One hundred thousand years? One million years?"

"Why live for so long? Live until everyone on the earth is dead and you are the only one left? What's the point in that?"

"So we don't fight for our lives. We can live as long as we can. If we live longer or shorter, we just have to obey God's arrangements. We don't fight. We just obey."

"But we have to fight for good fortune."

"This, we can't listen to God, let it get away, get away."

"Xiu'er, give me your hand."

Nan Pingxiu stretched out his hand.

An old hand held her hand, and then closed her fingers one by one with his palm, turning it into a fist.

A large loose fist surrounds a small tightened fist.

"Xiu'er, remember, you must always remember that fate is in your own hands."

This is what Master said to her the moment before he passed away.

good fortune.

What is creation?

Good fortune means that many of my peers have fallen into pieces one by one, but I am still alive.

Good fortune means that many of my descendants are beginning to grow old one by one and begin to fall into pieces, but I am still living full of life.

Creation means that in the torrent of time, all sentient beings are being swept up and running downhill, but I stand there rigidly. Not only have I not been washed away, but I have to grit my teeth and walk forward and upward step by step.

I don't want to live long.

I just want to go step by step to the end and see what is at the end of the torrent.

"Master, look, this is what creation looks like."

This is what she most wants to say to her master.

This is probably what Master wants to hear most.

Although, Master can no longer hear it.

Just like her, there will be a day when she can no longer hear. It may be a hundred years later, or it may be a thousand years later, but in fact there is not much difference.

After that, she also hoped that her disciples would say to her, Master, I saw creation, and this is what it is like.

Even if she can't hear it, it doesn't matter.

"The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year."

The two sentences Xu Tonghui said in the morning echoed in Nan Pingxiu's mind. Xu Tonghui said that this was what his master said and he heard it.

At this time, Nan Pingxiu boldly wanted to add a few more sentences after these two sentences:

"People are different, but this mind is the same, and it lasts for thousands of years."

"After I pass away, my disciples will be there, and after my disciples pass away, they will be the same as me."

"When the endless heaven and earth come to an end, this heart and thought will never end."

Nan Pingxiu loosened his clenched fists, and the bloodless face slowly returned to ruddy color, even looking clearer than before.

And the turbulent waves in my heart gradually calmed down.

At this moment, she really wanted to walk up to Xu Tonghui and say something to him:

"Welcome to Annan County."


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