Douluo mainland: I am Qian Renxue's fiancé

Chapter 285 The desolate city gate! The short-lived black armored man!

Author: Likes to eat cold preserved eggs

Chapter 285 The desolate city gate! The short-lived black armored man!

The Great Hall of Chanjiao!

Under a statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, stood a middle-aged man.

He was wearing a purple robe and had a majestic face with Chinese characters.

She has thick eyebrows, and a long hair-like eyebrow hangs down from the end of her eyebrows.

His eyes were piercing and sparkling. When others looked at him, they couldn't help but shout "immortal master".

Jiong!

The statue of Tianzun flashed with light, and a golden figure sat cross-legged on the clouds.

Behind him, hovering is a magical halo of law! The power of law intertwined and flowing above it is intimidating!

When the golden light dissipated, a kind-faced old man with white hair was revealed.

Seeing the old man, the middle-aged man who had been standing in front of the statue clasped his hands and performed a Taoist ritual.

"Disciples of the Lower Realm Chan Teaching, Jiuhu pays homage to the Patriarch!"

The middle-aged man shouted piously and softly.

The white-haired old man stopped in mid-air, opened his eyes, looked down at the disciples sitting down, and spoke concisely.

"What's the important thing for calling me here now?"

"Reporting to the Patriarch, a flat peach has appeared in the Southern Territory. According to the report from my disciple, it is a top-quality flat peach that has been around for ten thousand years..."

After Yuanshi Tianzun's clone finished speaking, Jiuhu spoke quickly and revealed Pantao's information.

Hearing this! Yuanshi Tianzun was shocked!

This flat peach fell into the hands of the Queen Mother of the West after the Great Tribulation of Journey to the West!

If the gods and Buddhas want to beg for one, they have to look at her face to act.

As for forcing each other with Taoism and deeds, that is even more impossible! Just because this Queen Mother of the West is the virgin girl of Hongjun Taoist ancestor!

If you want to touch her, you have to weigh yourself to see if you can compete with Taoist Hongjun.

"Is this true?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked again.

Jiuhu still said this, nodded and answered decisively.

"This statement is true!"

After a moment of silence, Yuanshi Tianzun left a message from the saint and disappeared in front of the statue.

"Among the three religions and nine streams, my interpretation is the most prosperous. Do not be contaminated with too much cause and effect in your actions, so as not to change the catastrophe. Remember..."

thump!

Jiuhu knelt down and bowed his head, kowtowing to send Yuanshi Tianzun away.

Southern Territory! On the mountain road a thousand meters away from the City of Rebirth, a young man in white and another in green,

The little book boy was holding a straight half-meter branch, gesticulating as he walked.

Wherever he passes, an inch of grass will snap in half!

Swish, swish, swish!

"Old dog who slays the dragon! Eat my sword with my sword! Ha~!"

The little book boy shouted! His wrist turned instantly!

A burst of cyan energy surged toward the branch in his hand! A half-arc sword energy flew out in a swish!

Swish, swish, swish!

Wherever the sword energy passed, the vegetation collapsed to the ground! The smooth cuts were even pleasing to the eye.

"Master...Master! I know how to use the sword, you see!"

Zi Ming excitedly ran to Zi Jun, pulled his robe and pointed at the fallen grass and trees to signal.

Hearing the sound and looking over, Zijun showed a slight smile on his lips. This kid had no cultivation, but he had not learned any martial arts.

Although this scene was unintentional, it was enough to prove that this boy had some talent in swordsmanship.

"Not bad, but it's still close. Do you still remember the sword manual that I gave you?"

Zijun looked down at him, who raised his right hand and touched his cheek with his index finger, thinking for a moment before saying something.

"Hmm... Qi travels up to the court and down to the mysteries, and the Qi, essence, and meridians around it are connected to the meridians. If you want to use the sword to connect to the gods, the Qi, essence, and meridians must be unblocked..."

Listen to Zi Ming memorize the entire Chaos Sword Gang formula without missing a word.

Zi Jun smiled happily and said with a smile.

"If you can't reach the realm of Qi, Essence and Pulse Xuan, even if you swing a shocking sword, it's just an appearance..."

If he doesn't have a sword in his hand, he will be controlled by others when he fights enemies!

Because of this, when I teach you the Tao and Dharma, I do not use external forces as the main force.

Now it seems that the method you practice is putting the cart before the horse...

Hearing this, Ziming Maosai suddenly opened up. During these days of practice,

Whenever the sword energy in his body increased by one point, he wanted to show off and act cool.

But how can he achieve the state of being better than having a sword in his hand without having a glimpse of the secret?

Then he held branches all the way, replacing the swordless realm and practicing the way of swordsmanship!

But he forgot that Zijun taught him the swordsmanship, but it was different from ordinary people!

The first volume of the opening chapter! It is about practicing the realm of having no sword in your heart and being better than having a sword!

Although it is difficult at the beginning, if you master it, everything in the world can be used as a sword!

"Disciple, I know my mistake. Please punish me, master..." Zi Ming looked disappointed, lowered his head and held up his hands to beg for a beating.

Raising his hand to touch his head, Zijun didn't scold him. He picked up the wine gourd, raised his head and took a sip of the spirit wine from the gourd and said with a smile.

"This Chaos Sword Gang formula is difficult to learn. It is common to make mistakes. The most important thing is to correct mistakes when you know them. Review the past and learn the new."

Retracting his palm, Zi Ming grinned, bent down and picked up the branches on the ground,

After hesitating for a moment, he threw it into the grass, turned around and chased Zijun.

"Master, is my senior brother who is the founder of the mountain disciple particularly powerful? Does he also learn the Chaos Sword Gang Master Technique?"

Zi Ming opened his mouth to ask, Zi Jun shook his head no, put his hands behind his back and answered.

"His method of cultivation is different from yours. You two have your own strengths. There is no need to compare one to the other."

On the branch, a green bird looked at the branch that exuded a blue-gray sword spirit in the grass.

After observing for a moment, he leaned over and flew away, picked up a branch and flew into the distance...

At the gate of the City of Rebirth, there was no bustling crowd. There was only a man in black armor holding a rusty iron gun, leaning against the gate and falling asleep.

Looking up, I saw that the gold plaque with the word "Passing Life" printed on it was already rusty and covered with black gold, similar to rust.

Not only that, the city walls are covered with green moss and vines.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like what a city should look like.

"In the past few years, this city of the past has changed so much. It looks more and more like the city of the dead. Hey! Master, look at that!"

Zi Ming raised his hand and pointed at the plaque behind the black-armored city gate guard, calling Zi Jundao.

Looking in the direction Zi Ming pointed, a simple line of handwriting the size of a child's fist was engraved on the plaque.

"Keep strangers away. Ghosts and gods will stay away for a while. If you enter this city, will you live or die by your fate?"

After saying that, Zijun stepped forward with interest, and the black-armored soldier lying on the ground,

I don't know whether it was intentional or because I was sleeping too deeply, but I didn't sense the approach of Zi Jun and the others.

"Hey! Who are you? Why are you sleeping here?" Zi Ming reached out and pushed the black-armored guard.

Bang~!

I saw the helmet wearing a black iron face rolling to the ground!

Seeing this scene, Zi Ming was so frightened that he sneaked behind Zi Jun, mumbling nervously.

"Bodhisattva bless! Buddha bless! No! Master bless it! Master! I didn't kill anyone, it dropped it by itself."

Zi Ming looked horrified and hid behind Zi Jun to defend himself.

Although he has been practicing for thousands of years, he has no life in his hands.

The fate of those who have their hands on them all belongs to Longhu Mountain, and most of them belong to the pheasant and duck family.

No wonder he was so scared. "Who dares to disturb my peaceful dream? How dare you come to this ghost town? You don't want your life!"

Inside the black armor, a head slowly stretched out. The man looked ordinary.

His face looked pale and colorless, just like a corpse that had been frozen to death.

(End of chapter)