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Chapter 33 Latecomers, come forward!

Yao Guang looked at the clothes and saw that they were well hidden.

But it was getting late, and water was dripping from the surrounding rocks. It fell on the clothes and gradually got wet. Contemporary Yaoguang loosened a bag he was carrying, and the things behind his back fell to the ground. There were Holding the collected firewood.

Yaoguang built a bonfire here, then thought for a while, picked up the clothes, put a wooden head by the fire to bake, then sat next to the bonfire, took out a steamed bun, poked it with a wooden stick, and the other side He also poked it on the ground and pressed it against the stone to bake it.

He took out a complicated astrology book that few people had seen and read through it quietly.

The sky is very good today. In spring, the shaking stars of the Big Dipper will point to the east.

Facing the White Tiger Qisu across the starry sky in the west, as if looking across the Milky Way, Yaoguang looked at the pool, thinking about the legend five hundred years ago, and sat there quietly waiting.

The celestial phenomena have already announced that you and I will meet.

After that, it's just a matter of waiting.

………………

Li Guanyi got up from the water and looked at the cave. The color was magnificent. He could never imagine that a water stream would lead to this place. This place was left by the Xue family god general and Yao Guang. It can be shaped like a A secret treasure land that is the pinnacle foundation of Buddhism?

Li Guan, wearing only modest clothes, looked around here and there, and found the rock wall not far away. After thinking about it, the red dragon dharma image was put into the bronze cauldron, and the white tiger dharma image reluctantly emerged, looking around curiously, and when the white tiger dharma image appeared , something seems to be activated in this cave.

A little stream of light lit up from Li Guanyi's feet.

Then suddenly spread in all directions, golden ripples passed through the cave, and immediately there seemed to be some changes and differences. Li Guanyi suddenly heard a crunching sound, and the rock wall on one side slowly fell, revealing a stone shelf with something on it. All kinds of weapons, after five hundred years, are still incorruptible, with a cold light.

Li Guanyi was curious about the meaning of the Xue Family Divine General, when suddenly there was a wind in the back of his head.

Li Guanyi's pupils shrank and he instinctively stepped forward. His body jumped forward and rolled on the ground. An object rubbed his back and slashed hard to the ground. There was severe pain in his back as if a wound was torn out, but when he touched it with his backhand, there was no Blood and dust were stirred up. One person broke through the smoke and dust, and the cold light fell towards Li Guan.

"grass!"

Li Guan uttered a curse word, and without caring about anything else, he ran quickly towards the back, grabbed a knife on the shelf with one hand, and pulled out the knife with his backhand, his inner energy flowed, and with one wrong step, the inner energy of "Breaking Formation Song" was violent Turn around, twist your body with a knife, and tear out a ray of cold light.

The eight swords that break the army - sweep the clouds!
Using offense instead of defense, they successfully stopped the attacker.

The huge sound echoed fiercely in the closed cave.

Severe pain in wrist.

The smoke dispersed and Li Guanyi saw the attacker.

The body is high and the face is handsome. The curve of the scimitar in his hand is exaggerated, decorated with gold. He has a curly beard, a high nose and deep eyes. He wears a special hat on his hair. He does not look like a person from the Eastern Land of the Central Plains. His body is slightly curved, as if he is culling. The hungry wolf.

The important thing is that his body is translucent.

Like a phantom.

Li Guanyi was about to counterattack when the man's movements suddenly froze. A slender hand was placed on the man's face and pushed to the side. The man who had just been as ferocious as a wild wolf turned into flying ash and smoke and disappeared. Then, combat boots stepped in and a clear sound was heard.

"This is the third prince of the Tiele people. He is good at the golden scimitar. Although I don't know if there was such a race in your time, but he is a good opponent for me. I will use hard work to make Yao Guang Leave his image in this place for those who come after you.”

"It's a greeting."

Li Guanyi saw a similarly translucent man walking out.

Wearing armor, civil and military sleeves, his hair was in a neat bun, with a smile, his right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword at his waist, he had a lazy and calm temperament at the same time, the corners of his mouth turned up little by little, and he said: "This This is the gift I left for you, my junior, I don’t know if you will be happy.”

Happy.

I was so happy that I was almost scared to death.

Li Guan took a deep breath. He glanced at the solidified and dispersed Third Prince Tiele. He didn't know what General Xue Shen was doing by leaving this afterimage. He saw a suit of clothes on the table. He took it and put it on. The general’s afterimage smiled slightly and said:
"It's good that you found this place without looking for opportunities among the divine weapons."

"So, I left something for you."

"It's my most precious thing."

"Compared to the Cloud-breaking Sky-shaking Bow, the war halberd is more important."

"If you want it, come on."

He walked forward slowly.

Li Guanyi thought for a moment, picked up the bow on the shelf, picked up a pot of arrows, and followed the shadow. There were butterflies that could emit light rising and falling in the cave. The god will introduce the remaining shadow to the secret realm. Responsibilities, move forward slowly.

There are five colors of paint on the walls, and long scrolls are drawn on them.

After five hundred years, the portraits on the scroll have slowly faded, but their charm is still there. Among the portraits, there are compassionate monks, Taoist priests holding swords and drinking wine, and domineering eyes with cold eyes. Men, there are also charming women and aging old men.

The corridors on both sides are like painted scrolls, with two luminous butterflies flying up and down, leaving golden dust.

God will walk in it as he walks in history.

Li Guanyi looked at the scrolls on both sides and counted the characters on them.

One, two, three.

Ten, fifty.

there are more……

Until the end, General Xue suddenly stopped. Butterflies landed on his armored shoulders. The black hair of the general's afterimage was slightly raised. He held the hilt of the sword, looked sideways at Li Guanyi, and said with a slight smile: "That's it. Here you are, you must be longing for the strongest way to enter the country."

"The so-called difference is a thousand miles. The difference between the worst and the strongest is not the biggest at the beginning, but in the end it is like the difference between heaven and earth."

"I gained more later, more than when I left that legacy ten years ago."

"I want to ask you a question." "How many times will a person be born in his lifetime?"

Li Guanyi replied: "Once."

General Xue Shen shook his head and said:

"Yes, but that's just ordinary people's thinking. From the perspective of heaven and earth, people are born twice."

"For the first time, it is when the mother conceived it, and the physical body saw the heaven and the earth. This is what is called entering the world."

"The second time, it was conceived from the physical body, and the true self saw the heaven and the earth, that is, entering the country."

"They are all earth-shaking changes. Before the first birth, if you can leave a trace of innate Qi in the fetus, practicing after birth will definitely be of great benefit; and the second 'birth', that is, before entering the country, if There is also something special about it.”

"After entering the country, the vitality of heaven and earth washes away, which is also of great benefit."

Xue Shenjiang stretched out his fingers, and two golden butterflies landed on his fingers. He looked gentle: "The human body's breathing and crying instincts are gestated in the fetus and turned into instincts after birth; and if it is in the third A similar ability is created before the second birth, and the energy of heaven and earth is refined and turned into an instinct like breathing. This is the path I have glimpsed. "

"The so-called walking, sitting and lying down in Taoism are all like the innate Tao body in meditation."

"Every move and gesture of the Buddhists is the reincarnation of the Buddhas of the Dharma."

"That's pretty much the same, but unfortunately, I'm just a military strategist, just a stinky soldier in their mouths, and I don't have anything so elegant."

He smiled, as if he didn't care about these names, and he raised his finger slightly, and the butterflies flapped their wings and flew into the sky, gathering into a ball. Suddenly, a blazing flame lit up, and the scrolls on both sides lit up, bright and colorful, and then human figures emerged from them one by one!

The scrolls on both sides are dim.

Like the last ashes left after burning.

But at this moment, the ashes ignited the final fire.

One by one, figures from history picked up their weapons, broke through the dim years, and came back to the present world. In just a moment, the back of General Xue was already densely packed with people, all with majestic momentum, staring at the young man in front of him.

Li Guanyi couldn't control himself and his hair stood on end.

General Xue turned sideways, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and smiled at Li Guanyi in front of him. He pointed at the divine auras around him and said:

"Let me introduce you."

"This is the third generation living Buddha of the Western Regions Buddhism."

The figure of a kind old monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly.

"This one is the leader of the 37th sect of Taoism, Taoist Sikong Xuan, the Murong family of Jiangnan, Murong Huangcheng, the leader of the Long Spear and Big Flag Village in the northern part of the Great Wall, Duke Chen, and this one is the heroic Khan of the Turks, the supreme elder of the Taishan Sword Sect in the Central Plains..."

He identified those people.

He mentioned many names that once shook the world.

Even Li Guanyi had vaguely heard of such a legend.

Five hundred years ago, the world was in the midst of great strife.

There are magical weapons that can shoot arrows 300 miles away, there are Taoists who slay dragons with swords; there are living Buddhas who give initiations, reincarnations, Taoist songs, and unparalleled freedom. Taigong, the ancestor of the State of Chen who founded the State of Chen, once wielded a sword to kill a tiger with wings on its back; there is the heroic Khan who integrated the eighteen tribes of the grassland and the ancestor of the Murong family.

Then, the young general from the Central Plains was surrounded by the heroes of the world five hundred years ago. He slightly spread his arms, smiled and whispered:

"All the wars in the world are here."

"I have fought with them and made friends with them."

"We once shared life and death, we turned against each other, we fought for the world together, and in the end, every one of them died under my halberd. My weapon once had the head of the Great Khan of the Turks stuck in it, and my war horse's hooves once stepped on the Taoist's palace beyond the clouds."

"I once ended the chaos."

"But their names and martial arts should not disappear into history."

"Losers can also be heroes."

"I asked Yaoguang to leave the memory of my fight with them here. All the martial arts moves in the world are here. Even if there have been some changes in the past few hundred years, the essence remains the same. She told me that if someone could hold my bow and arrow, then perhaps the world would no longer be at peace."

"Then, draw strength from my era and re-determine the chaos of the times."

"This is the last thing I can do for the world."

"Of course, due to the age issue, even Yaoguang can only leave a part of their power, but it is enough."

"All of these moves are unique to them. I hope that you can at least defeat them all before entering the country, and develop an unparalleled spirit of fighting and conquering. Then, with the energy of heaven and earth, you can turn these methods into almost instinct. This is the most powerful method I can think of to build a foundation."

"You can refuse, or you can choose the normal method of using divine charm to break through the realm."

"But if you are unwilling to give up and want to gain more powerful strength, then stay here. If what you want to do also requires strength, why not give it a try? After all, there will be no loss even if you fail."

The former number one general in the world clenched his fist, tapped his heart gently, smiled and whispered: "I will win every battle, and I will forge my weapons."

Then he looked up.

Five hundred years ago, the hero took half a step forward and drew his sword.

The sword is broad and points forward.

It was as if after an absence of five hundred years, one could still glimpse the supreme elegance and beauty. The white tiger's Dharma image raised its head and roared. Before the sword's edge, there was a confrontation that had not been seen for many years.

"Latecomers, step forward!"

(End of this chapter)