I have a role in the heavens

The young Taoist didn't expect this sword cultivator to be so decisive. He said he would chop people. His face changed slightly, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his bright eyes. His feet changed continuously, like a fish swimming in the vast ocean, dodging the countless sword qi with ease.

Zhou Jue was surrounded by evil spirits, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He swung the long sword in his hand again, and the invisible sword intent shot out, turning into a dancing butterfly. The surrounding environment began to become distorted, colorful, and dreamlike. Before the young Taoist could react, it had already been chopped into his eyebrows.

"Zhuang Zhou Dreams of a Butterfly!"

Lu Chen's body suddenly stopped all movements, his eyes were dull, as if he had fallen into an eternal dream. The dream was bizarre and strange, making him intoxicated and dazed, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

"Pop!"

A slight cracking sound was heard, and the illusory butterfly flew out of Lu Chen's brow, turned into stars, and dissipated in the void.

Lu Chen's eyes gradually became smart, and he looked at Zhou Jue with a slightly confused look, and then his face changed repeatedly, and he murmured.

"I don't know if I dreamed of being a butterfly? The butterfly's dream was me?"

Lu Chen's heart was unstable, and cracks appeared faintly. His face became extremely gloomy, staring at Zhou Jue, and said coldly.

"What an invisible heart sword, it actually made my heart unstable and produced a heart demon. This time I'm in trouble!"

As soon as the voice fell, the breeze blew, and the figure of the young Taoist shattered like a dream bubble, disappeared in front of Zhou Jue, and no one knew where he went.

Zhou Jue put away the fear in his hand, a few sneers appeared on his face, and he felt very happy in his heart. His thoughts were a little clear, and he whispered.

"This sword is enough to make Lu Chen's Dao heart, which can't distinguish between reality and illusion, appear flawed. When he sees me in the future, he will retreat!"

Lu Chen is a Haoran person, with the Dao name Xiaoyao. He is the third disciple of Daozu. He has practiced Dao for 6,000 years and has been in Baiyujing for 5,000 years. He is a great cultivator of the 14th realm. He has five dreams, namely, the dream of the Confucian teacher Zheng Huan, the dream of a skull pillow, the dream of the turtle's death, and the dream of turning into a butterfly. He doesn't know who is who. There are also seven things in the heart, the wood chicken, the Chinese toon tree, the mole, the Kunpeng, the yellow bird, the phoenix, and the butterfly. It is mysterious and difficult to crack.

The five supreme gods in ancient times, except for the old lord of the heaven, the other four gods are all in the 15th realm. The founders of the three religions have their own worlds and are also in the 15th realm. Lu Chen is one of the great cultivators who has the most hope to follow the founders of the three religions and enter the 15th realm. Five dreams and seven phases, a new way, how many people in the world can reach his level?

Others have entered the fourteenth realm, which is a kind of unity of Taoism, but Lu Chen is more like a scattered Taoism, different from others, and naturally has its own special features.

"Lu Chen is the only one who dares to say that his Tao heart is the heart of heaven."

Tao heart is the heart of heaven, this evaluation is very high, the human heart of a cultivator cannot hide from the heart of heaven, and human calculations cannot defeat heaven's calculations.

Lu Chen once believed that he had completely broken through the barrier of words, and went to the Western Buddhist Kingdom, and had a conversation with the Buddha. The Buddha interpreted Lu Chen's dreams and pulled Lu Chen into a world with great supernatural powers. Years passed, and the long time was almost infinite and endless. Lu Chen was in it and experienced all kinds of life and death, but in the end he still failed to interpret the dream. In the end, one day, suddenly a ray of light opened up in the sky, and Lu Chen looked for that road, as if he was wrapped in the infinite Tao energy of half the world, and he bumped into it and finally left that place. The Buddha could easily trap Lu Chen. From then on, Lu Chen was most afraid of the Buddha, and he had a catchphrase from then on.

"Buddha bless, Bodhisattva appear!"

This time, Lu Chen was pulled into an eternal dream by Zhou Jue's heart sword. Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, and the reality and illusion intertwined, which hurt his Dao heart again. I am afraid that he will have to hide from this young 14th realm pure sword cultivator in the future!

Zhou Jue exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling relieved, turned his head and looked in the direction of Niping Lane, frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and then took a step, and a lingering sound dissipated in the alley.

"Chen Ping'an, a tough character, can fight a million punches, sincere and innocent, Qi Jingchun's vision is really good!"

The loess walls of every household in Niping Lane are very low. Zhou Jue walked in this alley and did not look at those gates with prosperous luck. He is a pure sword cultivator. No matter whether it is cause and effect, luck, or fate, or heaven's secret, I will cut it with one sword. He doesn't care about these. What he values ​​more is character and wisdom.

Zhou Jue stopped and stood in front of a courtyard gate. This courtyard was particularly dilapidated. He looked up at the sky above the courtyard. There was no luck condensed. His fate was extremely ordinary. He even had a short life span and a broken bridge of longevity. He was a poor family.

Zhou Jue's eyes moved slightly and looked at Chen Ping'an's neighbor's house. A dragon's luck condensed above the courtyard, majestic and ferocious. There was a faint dragon roar in his ears, which made him smile a little and said with some disdain.

"It's really interesting. A real dragon and a poor family have become neighbors. Some people are really unscrupulous!"

Chen Ping'an's name is extremely ordinary, his fate is extremely ordinary, his luck is extremely ordinary, and his fate is extremely ordinary. The only thing that is extraordinary about him is that he has an unyielding heart and is stubborn and will never bow to fate.

Chen Ping'an's neighbor Song Jixin is different. He is a prince of the Dali Dynasty. He was specially arranged by the Dali Emperor to grow up in Niping Lane. There are seven Dali spies responsible for his protection, which shows his importance. His uncle is Song Changjing, the number one person in Dali.

Song Changjing is the Great Li Army God, the younger brother of the Great Li Emperor, and the second most powerful warrior in Aquarius Continent. At the age of only forty, he reached the tenth realm of martial arts, successfully climbed to the top and became a great master of martial arts. He has an arrogant personality and once threatened to kill the immortals of the Three Religions such as Qi Jingchun with one hand. Therefore, he won the title of Song One Hand, and is known as the only martial artist in the book who has reached the twenty-eighth realm. Song Changjing has gone through countless battles on the battlefield, and his boxing skills are almost unmatched by anyone. He once fought a battle with the mountain-moving ape and repelled it with powerful force. When the wild demon tribe attacked Haoran Tianxia, ​​Song Changjing led the Great Li cavalry to the battlefield and used the formation to gather the martial arts of the entire Aquarius State into one body. In a short period of time, he had the strength of the eleventh realm of the Martial God, repelled many great demons, and protected a piece of land and people

Although Song Jixin is the neighbor of the protagonist Chen Pingan, and the two get along well on the surface, in fact Song Jixin is very jealous of Chen Pingan's optimism and family affection, so he has evil thoughts and coaxes Chen Pingan to become an apprentice in a dragon kiln.

"Bah, real dragon!"

Zhou Jue looked down upon Song Jixin, the so-called real dragon talent, and spat on the ground, showing great disdain. Then, he raised his hand, knocked on the somewhat dilapidated door, and asked.

"Chen Pingan, are you there?"

A young man who looked thin and had no flesh on his body, wearing a pair of straw sandals, with bright and honest eyes, opened the courtyard door and appeared in front of Zhou Jue, with a puzzled look on his face and asked.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

"I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for the girl in your house!"

A kind smile appeared on Zhou Jue's face. No matter what Lu Chen's plot was, Chen Pingan was innocent. Although he was not so unreasonable, that was only for unreasonable people. Chen Pingan was a warm-hearted and reasonable young man. , Zhou Jue is embarrassed to bully others.

Chen Ping'an showed a defensive look on his face. Although he didn't know the identity of the night girl or why she was injured, since he had taken her in, he had to be responsible for their safety. He carefully took two steps back and opened the door. He was hiding his head, only one head was exposed, and he asked very vigilantly.

"What's your relationship with that girl in black?"

"I am her senior brother!"

Zhou Jue's attitude was very kind. Faced with Chen Pingan's distrust, he was full of patience and appreciation and said with a smile.

"How can I prove that your words are true?"

Chen Pingan still did not give up his vigilance. He first glanced back in the direction of the house, and then asked again.

"No need to prove it, you just need to know that if I am a bad person, you can't stop me at all!"

With a faint smile on Zhou Jue's face, he slowly raised his right hand. A sword energy shot out from his fingertips and shot straight into the sky, cutting open the white clouds in the sky. A ray of sunlight fell from it and shone on his body, shining brightly. The bright light made Chen Pingan become unusually silent.

Chen Ping'an has met many outsiders in Lizhu Cave over the years, and he knows that all of these outsiders are powerful. It is obvious that the ordinary-looking young man in front of him, but full of strange charm, is also a being like an immortal.

Chen Pingan opened the courtyard door, stepped back a few steps, and made way for Zhou Jue. Such a powerful immortal god was not something that a country boy like him could resist. The other party was willing to treat him with courtesy, so there was no need to say anything. lie.

"You are good, principled, and smart!"

Zhou Jue smiled at the sensible Chen Ping'an, walked into the courtyard, and entered the house without stopping.

There is a layer of quilt on the wooden bed. The wooden bed seems to have been damaged. There is a bench underneath it. It is very shabby. On the clean mattress lies a girl in black. Her pale face is covered with blood, and her body smells... It was extremely weak, and only the heart aperture and the alchemy chamber were protected by a sword energy.

Zhou Jue looked around the room, took a stool from the table and put it next to the bed, then walked to a corner, where a small wooden shelf was set up with pots and pans neatly placed. Next to the wooden shelf, there was a The small water tank was only covered with wooden boards to protect it from mosquitoes and flies. The water tank was filled with well water brought from the iron lock well in Xinghua Lane. He took a wooden basin and gourd gourd, squatted next to the water tank, and poured water from the pottery tank. He scooped out clean water and quickly poured it into the wooden basin. Then he placed a piece of clean cotton cloth on the edge of the basin, brought it to the bedside and placed it on a stool, and began to help the girl wipe the blood on her face.

Zhou Jue thought for a moment, took out a broken piece of silver from his arms, handed it to Chen Pingan, and said to him.

"I'll give you a prescription. You go to the drug store to get it!"

After that, Zhou Jue told the names and weights of dozens of medicinal herbs based on Ning Yao's injuries. Chen Ping'an listened attentively, then took the piece of broken silver and walked towards the small town medicine shop without saying a word.

"I have a good memory and am a malleable talent!"

Seeing that Chen Pingan only listened to it once, Zhou Jue memorized the prescription, nodded slightly, and appreciated Chen Pingan a little more.

"It's a pity that his Bridge of Eternal Life was interrupted by Cai Jinjian!"

Zhou Jue frowned slightly. With his methods, he could help Chen Pingan continue to connect to the Bridge of Immortality. However, in this way, Chen Pingan would have to endure a lot less training and would find it difficult to grow to his original height. He was not in a hurry to do so.

As soon as Chen Ping'an walked out of Mud Bottle Alley, he met a jumping girl. This was Song Jixin's maid Zhigui. She seemed to be in a good mood and her steps were cheerful and light.

Zhigui grew up in the wild waters of the country, and seemed to have a scent of green grass. She was different from the ladies of the house with high eaves and deep courtyards. After seeing Chen Pingan, she did not lower her eyebrows as before and sped up slightly. He walked sideways, but stopped, staring at this neighbor he didn't often interact with, and hesitated to speak.

Zhigui, also known as Wang Zhu, is the incarnation of the real dragon Dragon Ball. Zhigui was on the verge of death and was rescued by Chen Ping'an and made a contract. Later, he found that Song Jixin possessed dragon energy and turned to him, with no intention of repaying his kindness. , and are even eating away at Chen Ping'an's vitality.

Chen Pingan smiled at Zhigui, passed by him, and trotted towards the drug store, completely unaware of the complicated look on the girl behind him.

Zhigui stood at the entrance of Mubo Alley, looking at the shabby young man running in the sun, like a tenacious wild cat, running around, not looking good, and seemingly unable to die from hunger.

At this moment, a figure walked out of the alley and stood beside Zhigui. He was elegant, gentle, and upright, looking at the girl.

Zhigui's face suddenly became extremely cold, he stared at the school teacher with disgust and said coldly.

"The two of us, don't interfere with the river, isn't it good? And Mr. Qi, don't forget that you had the right time, place and people before. I am a little humble slave, of course I can only swallow my anger, but recently you have There seems to be something wrong with the Dharma Dojo tens of millions of miles away, right? So now the teacher is the well water, and I am the river water!"

Qi Jingchun chuckled when he heard this. He was not angry because of the girl's threat, and still spoke gently.

"Zhigui, although you came into being due to the blessings of heaven and earth, do you really think that I have no means to suppress you? Three thousand years ago, saints from the three religions and one family came here together and made the rules themselves. It was not just words. How could you Don’t leave anything behind! Don’t sit in the well and look at the sky. The sky is so high and the earth is so vast, it’s far from what you see at the mouth of the well.”

Zhigui's face changed slightly, his brows furrowed, he looked at Qi Jingchun suspiciously, and said with some disbelief.

"Mr. Qi, don't try to bluff me with your words. I'm not Song Jixin. I'm not interested in your high-sounding rhetoric and I never believe it. We might as well open the skylight and speak frankly. Whatever tricks you have, I'll All go on."

"I just want to advise you not to take advantage of the situation after you get out of the cage, otherwise it will be of no benefit to anyone!"

"Don't be too arrogant and unruly, and you need to restrain your energy, otherwise you will suffer disaster sooner or later. These are my kind reminders."

Qi Jingchun is worthy of being a gentle gentleman with high moral character. Even when facing the stubborn Zhigui, he is still calm and good at persuading him.

"Good intentions? You immortals are so high above us that you draw the ground as a prison and treat this land as a crop field. You will cut a crop this year and pull out a sheaf next year, year after year, unchanged for three thousand years! Moreover, you human race have a saying that they are not my race. My heart must be different, I don’t believe you have such good intentions?”

Zhi Gui's beautiful face showed a bit of ferocity, he stared at Qi Jingchun with unkind eyes and said sarcastically.

"Qi Jingchun, these kind words of yours are too long-winded. If you want me to tell you, just kill this stubborn beast!"

Suddenly, a clear voice but full of murderous words fell from the nine heavens, followed by a bright sword light. This light was unparalleled in sharpness, fierce and domineering, and directly locked onto Zhigui's aura, faintly about to kill him. Down.

Zhigui only felt that a disaster was approaching, his mind was cast into a shadow, his body was trembling, and he was completely unable to move. He could only watch the terrifying sword light coming towards his head.

"My Confucianism values ​​education without discrimination. She is not hopeless. Let's give her a chance of survival!"

Qi Jingchun shook his head, as if he didn't agree with Zhou Jue's approach. He took a step forward, and a bright golden hand appeared out of thin air above Zhi Gui's head. With a majestic aura, he met the sword light and blocked it. .

At this time, Zhou Jue's figure appeared in the alley, his eyes were deep and deep, and a shocking murderous intention enveloped Zhi Gui, and he said in a deep voice.

"She was ungrateful and repaid kindness with evil. She should have been killed. Why did you save her?"

Sword cultivators pay attention to gratification and have clear thoughts. Chen Pingan took Ning Yao in, so Zhou Jue naturally wanted to repay him. Zhigui betrayed his master and eroded Chen Pingan's strength. He just happened to kill the real dragon and export for Chen Pingan. Bad breath.

"It is natural for the weak to prey on the strong, and it cannot be said to be ungrateful!"

Zhigui's face turned pale, he felt a heavy pressure, his body trembled slightly, but he still spoke forcefully. She has no education, adheres to the cruel rules of nature, and has no guilt at all for what she does.

"Shut up!"

Qi Jingchun's color suddenly changed, feeling the terrifying murderous intention coming from Zhou Jue. He raised his arm high, shot it suddenly at the void in front of him, and took the lead to suppress the girl.

"Give me the town!"

A white jade seal flew out of the mouth of the well in the town. It was more than ten feet long and wide, square and square. There were eight ancient characters engraved on the seal. The color was bright red and dazzling. Countless purple thunder and lightning lingered and crackled.

Qi Jingchun gave an order, and as he said, a huge seal fell from the sky, pressing Zhigui to the ground, like a puddle of mud, extremely miserable.

"Kowtow three times to show respect to heaven and earth, the common people, and the great road!"

After that, Qi Jingchun suppressed Zhi Guibangbang's kowtow, and kowtowed three times in a row. Her smooth and fair forehead turned purple, but her eyes were still full of dissatisfaction and resentment.

Zhou Jue looked at Qi Jingchun's actions very calmly, and suddenly spoke.

"One more kowtow to Chen Pingan!"

Qi Jingchun felt the increasingly strong murderous intent in the alley, hesitated for a moment, and forced Zhigui to kowtow again, which made the girl's eyes more resentful.

"Qi Jingchun is a Confucian gentleman. Today, I just forced you to kowtow four times, but I am different. I am a pure sword cultivator. I only care about revenge and understanding. If you don't accept it, you can continue to eat away at Chen Pingan's remaining luck. I am not as kind as Qi Jingchun, and I will kill you!"

Zhou Jue shouted loudly, like a magic sword, shooting directly into Zhigui's sea of ​​consciousness, severely injuring him, and spewing out a mouthful of blood. Her breath instantly declined, and there was a bit more awe and fear in her eyes. Her face was pale and pitiful.

As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Jue's figure disappeared in the alley and returned to Chen Pingan's home again, leaving only the middle-aged Confucian scholar and the girl.