Volume Four, The Year of the Curtain, Chapter 183: Broken by the World (Part 2)
The Pure and Quiet Realm is the most unfathomable state of the Taoist sect in legend, but no one has ever seen it, and it has never appeared in the history of practice after the last eternal night.
For the real strong people in this world, there was once a question that made them most curious - that is, how high the Master is.
Master Qishan of Lanke Temple once guessed that the Master should be a state of tranquility. From this we can imagine how wonderful the state of tranquility is in people's eyes.
The Master proved his realm on the wasteland beyond everyone's imagination, but even he had never seen anyone who had entered the state of tranquility in his long life.
The eldest brother has never seen it before. His understanding of Qingjing Realm comes entirely from sporadic records in the back mountain of the academy. At this time, he shouted out the three words Qingjing Realm, which was completely speculation.
He felt that his guess should not be too far from the truth of the facts - except for the legendary quiet state, there was no way to explain the changes of the observer at this time.
Ning Que wrote that word, gathering the desires of millions of people in Chang'an City, borrowed millions of swords, and was about to kill the master of the temple under the sword, and the master of the temple actually entered the state of tranquility!
The eldest brother couldn't believe that there were really people in this world who could enter this legendary realm.
But this scene happened so truly before his eyes.
The master of the temple is indeed worthy of being the strongest man in the Taoist sect for thousands of years, the one under the Haotian!
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Compared with other five realms, the Pure and Quiet Realm is a higher level of realm, and this realm can be truly called a peerless one, because this realm can be distinguished from the world.
After entering the state of tranquility, all the powers in the world become absolute external objects for practitioners.
The clear sunshine falls among the cliffs, and the green pine figures are reflected on the stones. If a breeze blows by, or shakes up a few rays of pine waves, or can brush away the dust on the rocks, but how can it blow away the shadows?
At this time, the master of the temple's flesh and blood are lotus petals, and the bones are lotus root nodes. Qingzhi was born in the clear water and was no longer in the world. Ning Que's iron knife is the sword of the human world. It is still in the world. How can it fall into his body?
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That iron knife can break through three or five realms in a row, but how can it break through tranquility?
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The iron knife cut off Nirvana, destroyed Wuliang, and broke through the Heavenly Demon Realm. Ning Que's fighting spirit and spirit at this time were at its peak, and the terrifying amount of heaven and earth energy in his body seemed to be spraying out.
Because he knows, he thinks, so he is troubled. The eldest brother is like this now. But he doesn't know what. He doesn't know why the master floats up and why he looks much cleaner. So he doesn't think, he only knows that
He wanted to kill the other party.
His iron knife finally completely cut off.
The more than ten miles of flames held by the iron knife finally finished writing the word in the blue sky.
Everything on the Suzaku Avenue was swept up by his sword wind and attacked the host's body.
There are silver ingots and gold bars in the yamen warehouse, flowers and birds in the calligraphy and painting shop, powder for women for dressing, more than a dozen hairpins, and an old incense burner in the Taoist temple.
There are iron pots and gongs, overnight tea in teapots, boy urine in chamber pots, half-bitten buns, meat stuffing with onion flavor, and shit and urine that are lifted from the sewer.
Whether it is beautiful or ugly, sweet or stenchy, pleasant or disgusting, it is the world.
Ning Que's knife cut out all the auras of the world, including filth.
When everything is mixed together, it no longer has its own different attributes, and it can no longer smell the fragrance or smell. What is the difference between a silver ingot and a chamber pot? What is the difference between a dry shit ball and a gold bar?
The wind was blowing heavily on the Vermillion Bird Avenue, becoming extremely dark, the entire Chang'an City became extremely dark, and then gradually became dark. It seemed as if the night was about to come.
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It seemed as if the long street was covered by night, dull collisions kept ringing.
The owner is like a clean and dust-free lotus, with bright red petals and white branches and stems, swaying in the wind.
Countless things from the world hit his body.
The meat filling with scallion flavor fell on his face, then fell down, leaving some frozen gravy on his beard, and a small piece of scallion left behind.
A gold bar hit his chest heavily, and the flesh and blood that fell like petals trembled slightly, and then a trace was left behind, which was the Tang Dynasty treasury logo on the gold bar.
A chamber pot flew over his right shoulder, sprinkling yellow and disgusting urine. A box of powder spread out in front of him, making his face white.
The owner of the temple was covered with blood, and at this time there was filth everywhere. Two rotten vegetable leaves were hung on his belt, and several balls of feces were placed at the wound on his broken finger.
He became very dirty, very dirty.
Even if he had not entered the state of purity and tranquility, he would never have been so dirty in his life.
He lived above the world in this life, wandered in the South China Sea, his feet were not covered with dust, but at this time he was forced to be baptized by the world and be infected by all the auras of the world.
The dirt from the world is only outside the body and outside the heart.
The observer is still in the state of tranquility and has not suffered any harm.
As long as he can keep the mind of Taoism quiet, his body and mind can be purified.
However, the body and mind are the same. If the body is really stained with the world for a long time, his heart may always remain quiet?
After countless years, it may even take several eternal nights, the legendary quiet state finally appeared in the human world again. What a shocking picture.
However, what is even more shocking is that as soon as the state of purity and quietness reappeared in the world, we encountered the most powerful opponent that we could encounter in the world - this opponent is the world itself.
The lotus is shaking in the black wind, and seems to fall or die at any time.
The observer continues to compete with Ning Que.
No one knows the ending of the battle between the Taoist sect and the human world.
Even Haotian doesn't know.
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Jiang Rui is the most famous rogue in Sanyuan. He is best at cheating, but he is extremely brave. He is not even as good as a poor man in the market, so even the teenagers look down on him.
He lived without a fixed place and wandered everywhere, so naturally he did not receive a notice from the court. In the early morning, he was awakened by the bells all over the city, and then heard a lot of noises coming from the wind.
Jiang Rui didn't know that the audience was fighting the academy. He didn't even know what was going on in Chang'an City now. But when he found that the streets and alleys were empty, he patrolled Chang'an Mansion, which was very strict on the streets.
The yamen runners didn't know where they went, and the remaining doubts were immediately diluted by ecstasy.
He went to the lotus pond to steal a few embroidered cloths from the Southern Jin Dynasty. When he found a yamen warehouse collapsed, he was about to pick up a few ingots of silver, but he finally stopped because of his timidity.
Although he was a thug, he felt like other Tang people, and felt that dignity was a very important thing, so when he returned to the small courtyard, he thought about his previous timidity and felt very ashamed.
In order to stop being ashamed, he decided to do something he wanted to do for a long time. He took out a sharp knife from his arms and sneaked into the yard of Lizheng's house, preparing to stab the big yellow dog he had bitten when he was a child to death.
More than ten years have passed since that incident. The big yellow dog at the time has long become an old yellow dog. It has no power to resist at all. He swallowed as soon as he stabbed the sharp knife in.
Jiang Rui even doubted whether the old yellow dog was stabbed to death or died of old age.
In short, he completed what he wanted to do most in his life. He carried the old yellow dog back to the small yard, started peeling and chopping pieces, and then lit the stove to prepare a pot of dog meat to eat.
At this moment, he heard a conversation coming from the street.
He couldn't understand the conversation, but then he heard the crying sounds of two teenagers. He heard one of them should be the cold-eyed boy of the Zhang family.
Jiang Rui climbed onto the wall with both hands, looked at the street, and then roughly understood what was going on in Chang'an City. He was very scared and hurried back to the yard.
He looked at the water that was not boiled in the pot and the dog meat on the chopping board, and was stunned for a while.
He inserted the sharp knife into the chopping board and poured the dog meat into the pot of water with blood.
He pushed down the old wall that was disrepair and loose, picked up more than a dozen bricks and held them in his arms, then climbed up the wall again with great difficulty, took out a brick and smashed it to the blue-clothed Taoist priest on the street.
He felt that this was safer. Thinking of the pot of dog meat, he was a little angry and a little sorry for the old yellow dog, so he cursed at the Taoist priest.
"I'll kill you!"
Jiang Rui died like this. No one knew that he had fulfilled his greatest wish in his life today, nor would anyone know that half of the wall was collapsed in the small yard and dog meat was boiled in the pot.
The master's intention of extinction enveloped the entire Chang'an City. The firewood in the stove was frozen out, the water in the pot no longer heated up, and the dog meat soaked in the water continued to soak like this, soaking a lot of blood.
Ning Que pulled out the Pu Dao from Xuejie, and the small sharp knife on the chopping board in the small courtyard jumped up. The blood on the knife was still fresh, and the steam of Chai Wei was emitting from the pot not far away.
A word appeared in the blue sky, a gust of wind blew up on the Vermillion Bird Avenue, and the world became extremely dark. Chang'an City seemed to enter the night early, and the small courtyard was also in the night.
The black wind was very violent and blew everywhere, blowing the eaves of the market, blowing down half of the remaining walls in the small courtyard, and even blowing up the dog meat pot on the stove.
The dog meat pot was swept by the wind and flew across the courtyard wall, flew to the street, and then fell on a person.
It fell on the subject.
This pot of dog meat with blood was poured down from the top of the owner's head.
Blood and soup wet his whole body.
The dog meat fell between the siege's broken body.
If it is a lotus, the warm dog meat will hang on the petals.
Blood flows on the petals.
The main body is dirty, and then the heart is dirty.
The tranquility of Taoism was eventually destroyed by the secular world on earth.
A confused thought arose in the eyes of the observer.
"I've killed you."
Ning Que said.
His iron knife slashed on the left shoulder of the siege, on the real body.
Even if the Pure and Quiet Realm is broken, the Guanzhu's Heavenly Demon Realm is extremely profound and is almost immortal.
So he cut very hard.
His left knee bent slightly, and the great energy was like a storm. Countless energy of heaven and earth poured into the iron knife, dragging it down obliquely, cutting a terrifying knife on the master's body.
The quiet lotus was swept up by the black wind and gradually withered, and then petals fell.
Ning Que's sword contains the vicissitudes of Chang'an City for thousands of years and the desire of millions of people.
The owner of the spectator was directly knocked down from the dust and drifted toward the south of the long street.
Blood spilled all the way.
Hundreds of characters in the streets and alleys of Chang'an City fell on him again.
There were thousands of swords in Chang'an City slashing him at the same time.
Under the dark night, in the sword wind.
The seven fingers of the observer fell down like lotus root nodes.
Then his legs left his body.
His abdomen was cracked and his heartbroken.
Bloody feces and urine entered the deepest part of his body and was hard to wash away.
There was a bang on the south city gate and a human-shaped hole appeared.
The host flew out of Chang'an City.
Since Ning Que drew his sword, he wanted to leave Chang'an City, but it was definitely not in this way.
The black wind swayed the host's body and continued to dance wildly.
The huge lake and stones outside the south city gate were blown into chaos.
The incomplete block formation could not allow Ning Qu's sword wind to stay for a moment.
Four miles south of the city, there is a lake.
The hurricane swept past and the lake water rolled up like rain.
The owner's body fell heavily on the lakeside.
The clean lake water fell down and washed away some of the filth on his body.
Several fish fell on the ground beside him, constantly struggling with their tails.
The hurricane slashed by Ning Que's knife continued to go south.
The lakeside gradually returned to quietness and the sky was clear.
The audience opened their eyes and looked at the blue sky, their lips slightly twitched, trying to say something, but they didn't say anything.
He turned his head and looked at the fish struggling in the water.
The lake fish struggled for a while and finally accepted their fate and died.
The observer looked at these dead fish and felt enlightened.
The sound of footsteps sounded by the lake.
Chen Pipi knelt down at his knees.
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