I have a role in the heavens

"There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. How does it feel?"

The Holy Master turned to look at Li Sheng with a serious look on his face, like a strict master teaching his disciples.

The ceremonial saint bowed slightly, clasped his fists and saluted, and said very piously.

"What the teacher said is true, I have learned from you!"

The Holy Master nodded, very satisfied with the sage's studious attitude, and said.

"good!"

Zhou Mili hid in the arms of the Holy Master, and her little cheek touched the old man's beard. She felt it was a bit irritating and uncomfortable, so she acted boldly, stretched out her sinful little hand, and grabbed the old man's hand. Pull out your beard vigorously.

"Ouch!"

The Most Holy Master's old face twitched in pain, and he cried out. He lowered his head and looked at the little girl in black in his arms. Zhou Mili was holding a dozen beards in his chubby little hand, and his innocent big eyes were staring. Looking at the old man, with a somewhat innocent expression, he said aggrievedly.

"Grandpa, I feel uncomfortable with your pricked beard. I'll help you pull it out. You won't be angry, right?"

The Holy Master showed a bitter look on his face, and the anger in his heart dissipated instantly. He reached out and touched his sparse beard, feeling a little distressed. Then he touched the little girl's head and praised him.

"Xiaomili, you are so strong!"

Zhou Mili was praised, and a bright smile immediately appeared on her face, her head raised high, and she said proudly.

"I'm the big water monster in Dumb Lake, and I'm very strong. In fact, grandpa, your beard is quite difficult to pull off. I also used a lot of strength to pull off more than a dozen strands!"

Li Sheng stood behind the old man, with the corner of his mouth twitching slightly. This little girl in black was so brave. She actually dared to pluck the husband's beard. The husband was usually very concerned about his beard.

Zhou Jue also had a strange look on his face. He wanted to smile but didn't dare to. He gave Zhou Mili a thumbs up in his heart, took him from the arms of the sage master, and explained angrily.

"Holy Master, you won't argue with this little water monster, right? She usually has water in her head and is in a daze. It's not intentional!"

When Zhou Mili heard this, he was a little unhappy. He hit Zhou Jue's head with his small fist, smashed a big chestnut, and retorted.

"Zhou Jue, who are you talking about? I am the big water monster of Dumb Lake, and I am very smart!"

Zhou Jue restrained the struggling little girl in black with his arms, covered her mouth with one hand, put his mouth close to Xizhou Mili's ear, and whispered.

"Be honest. Do you know that this old man is the sage of Confucianism and a great monk in the fifteenth realm? If you pull out his beloved beard, if he gets angry, a little fingernail can crush you, a little water monster, to death." , I’m saving you, do you understand?”

There was an expression of fear in Zhou Mili's big black and white eyes, and her little body suddenly froze. It was over, she actually pulled out the beard of the sage of Confucianism, and many strange things popped up in the little girl's head at night. After thinking about something, he finally thought of something, and a bright smile appeared on his face again. He looked at Zhou Jue with bright eyes and asked expectantly.

"Zhou Jue, if I pull out the beard of the most sage Confucian teacher, will my name be remembered in history and be famous for generations to come?"

"The Holy Master is the ancestor of all scholars, so they should write me very viciously in the book!"

Zhou Jue rolled his eyes speechlessly, and flicked the little girl's forehead into the fantasy, causing her pure eyes to sparkle. She covered her forehead in pain and glared at Zhou Jue who interrupted her imagination. Jue.

"Zhou Jue, you fooled me again!"

"Stop daydreaming. The Holy Master has such a broad mind. How can he care about a little water monster like you? Let alone try to use this matter to become a celebrity!"

When Zhou Mili heard what Zhou Jue said, the smile on her face disappeared and she felt a little depressed. However, after a few breaths, she became extremely energetic again. She exposed the snow-white bell on her wrist and shook it gently, which was crisp and sweet. The voice sounded and she said again.

"What you said makes sense. The Holy Master is an old immortal in the sky. How could something as big as a grain of rice be recorded in a book?"

"But it doesn't matter. You have already written me a "Biography of the Big Water Monster of Dumb Lake". When I get rich, I will publish it all over the world. It will also leave a name in history and be famous for generations to come!"

The Holy Master looked dumbfounded as he watched the discussion between the senior and the young, shook his head, and gave instructions to the Li Sheng behind him who was still in a state of shock.

"I will ask someone to write this down in a book of poems later to satisfy Xiao Mili's wish!"

When Zhou Mili heard this, he looked at the Holy Master with surprise. He felt that the old man was so kind and kind, and he gave him a big smile without hesitation. It was bright and pure, which made his old heart Everything has become much more relaxed.

"Grandpa, you are such a good man!"

In the heart of the little girl in black, a good person is the highest evaluation. Zhou Jue always bullies her, is a big liar, and always defrauds her of money, but she still thinks that Zhou Jue is a good person, so she follows him around the world.

Now that the Holy Master does not blame Zhou Mili for pulling out his beard, but also fulfills her wish, he has naturally become a good person in the heart of the big water monster in Mute Lake.

Such a simple word about a good person may not be of concern to the mountain cultivators, nor to the worldly dignitaries, but the Holy Master likes this title very much. He strokes his beard with one hand and raises his head proudly. He is even more inferior than Taoist and Buddha. He said happily, smiling.

"Yuke, remember to write more words in the history books, especially the name of the big water monster of Dumb Lake!"

Zhou Mili was even more excited, feeling that this old man was his confidant in life, and every word he spoke spoke to his heart. She jumped out of Zhou Jue's arms and fell into the arms of the Holy Master. The kind old man hugged her hurriedly, looking doting on her.

Zhou Mili turned to look at Li Sheng, his face was full of joy, and he made his small request of the size of a rice grain.

"Ferocious, cold uncle, you must make me more vicious. My current level of strength has reached the sea-viewing realm, and I am a big shot!"

The little girl in black had a proud expression on her face. The seventh realm was a level of strength that Zhou Mili could not imagine before. If she had not met Zhou Jue, it would have taken at least a hundred years to reach this realm.

When the Li Sheng heard this, his eyes twitched slightly, and his serious face became a little distorted. Is the Sea Viewing Realm such a powerful realm? Is it worth recording in history books?

"Besides, what does it mean to be a fierce and cold uncle? He is just born with a bad face, but he is actually very kind. This little girl can't speak either!"

Zhou Mili was silent when he saw the remaining guests of the ceremonial saint. He frowned and looked at the sage master with a wink. The meaning was very clear. This is your disciple. Why don't you say a few words?

The Most Holy Master understood the situation, patted the little girl in black on the head, comforted her, and then gave instructions to the second person in the world.

"According to what Xiao Mili said, the strength of Guanhai Realm is very impressive!"

Li Sheng nodded helplessly and sighed in his heart. After returning to the Confucian Temple, he really didn't know how to instruct the historian to record this matter. He could already imagine how strange the historian would look at him.

Zhou Mili didn't notice the embarrassment of the Li Sheng. Hearing the Holy Master's praise of his own cultivation, he felt extremely proud and beaming. His pale eyebrows were constantly wriggling like caterpillars, making people look at him.

After Zhou Jue saw that Zhou Mili's dream had come true and he had achieved what he wanted, his expression slightly straightened, he stared at the Holy Master and the Sacred Master with penetrating eyes, and asked directly.

"The two Confucian saints came to see me, shouldn't they just want to weigh my strength?"

Zhou Jue's eyes were bright and crystal clear. Mysterious heavenly secrets emerged from the depths of his eyes. He noticed something strange about the Holy Master. Countless Taoist rhymes escaped from his body and merged into the vast world. This was Taoism. In the world, it seems that as the ten-thousand-year period continues to approach, this Confucian founder is about to return to heaven and earth.

The Holy Master seemed to be aware of Zhou Jue's prying eyes. A free and easy smile appeared on his old face, and his wise eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, recording the changes of thousands of years. From the time when the ancient gods enslaved the human race, the human race continued to After struggling and working hard, under the leadership of ten powerful men in the world, the human monks finally ascended to the sky to fight, destroying the ancient heaven and ending the rule of the ancient gods. Human civilization flourished and became the protagonist in the world.

"It seems that you have also noticed that the ten thousand years are approaching, and we three old guys don't have much time. We need to think more about these three worlds!"

Zhou Jue did not speak, but quietly listened to the Holy Master's story. He had already vaguely guessed the purpose of the Holy Master's trip.

"There are many enemies in Haoran's world, and Yu Ke still has to fight against the remnants of the ancient gods. I'm afraid he's not strong enough, so he needs your help!"

Among the three worlds of the human race today, the enemy faced by Haoran Tianxia is the most ferocious and powerful. Mainly because Haoran Tianxia needs to face enemies from two aspects. The first enemy is the great demon in the wild world. The confrontation between the Savage World and the Haoran World has lasted for thousands of years, and it has become a life-or-death relationship.

The second greatest enemy is those ancient gods. The Holy Master proposed that Haoran Tianxia defend these enemies that were originally the common enemies of the five worlds. The sages of Haoran Tianxia took the Confucian saints far away from home, just to be able to fight back against those ancient gods, so as to prevent the war from burning into Haoran Tianxia. Barbarian World also made use of these ancient gods in the process of attacking Haoran World.

Therefore, among the three worlds, Haoran Tianxia faces the greatest threat, and the burden on the shoulders of Confucian saints is also the heaviest. This is one of the reasons why Jianxiu, as an ancient prisoner, can be accepted by Confucianism.

Zhou Jue was thoughtful after hearing this, pondered for a moment, and said with a serious expression.

"Thousands of years ago, sword cultivators were favored by Confucianism, so they were not liquidated by Taoism and Buddhism. They retained their inheritance and guarded the Great Wall of Sword Qi to resist the monsters in the wild world. For this reason, the boss of the swordsman, Dragon Lord, watched over The three of them knew that they could not do anything, but they sacrificed their lives for righteousness. They went deep into the hinterland of the wilderness and asked Jian Tuoyue Mountain, which led to the severance of the road. If not for this, the sword cultivator would have given birth to a fifteen-level man, so there was no need to wait. My appearance?"

The Most Holy Master and the Li Sheng were silent when they heard this, with a look of regret on their faces. Back then, the demon tribe had just taken over the wild world, and the Great Ancestor of Tuoyue Mountain began to unite with the wild world, preparing to advance to the fifteenth realm. Although the foundation of the Great Way of the Wild World has not yet been solidified, the Great Ancestor of the Wild World of Tuoyue Mountain is ultimately the recognized master of the Great Way of the Wild World. The three of Chen Qingdu and the other three asking the sword to Tuo Yue Mountain are actually equivalent to asking the whole of the Wild World.

This process of asking for a sword was extremely cruel. Within tens of thousands of miles of Tuoyue Mountain, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the spiritual veins were chopped off by the sword energy. It suddenly turned into a lawless place where it was difficult to practice. Long Jun’s last life was The sword cut half of Tuoyue Mountain, and Guanzhao's last sword in his lifetime carved out the prototype of the Yiluo River that would form in the wild future. Chen Qingdu shattered the path to the sky, the ascension platform of Tuoyue Mountain, with one sword.

This time Wen Jian Tuo Yueshan caused the Great Ancestor of the Wilderness to still fail to reach the fifteenth realm after ten thousand years, always missing one step. In the end, Dragon Lord Guanzhao died in battle, Chen Qingdu's flying sword was shattered, and Chen Qingdu, who only had the Yin Shen left, had to join the Dao Sword Qi Great Wall, and he lost hope of reaching the fifteenth realm.

"Back then, I and Yu Ke also went to the Sword Qi Great Wall to dissuade Chen Qingdu, but they failed. They were speechless by his rebuttal!"

The Holy Master still clearly remembers what Chen Qingdu said back then, and will never forget it. Even though he is a wise man recognized by the world, it is difficult for him to say no to those words.

"We sword cultivators may not necessarily do the right thing. You scholars, remember to keep your promises."

Sword cultivators do not have to do the right thing. Confucian scholars only need to remember to keep their promises. Why did Chen Qingdu not dare to go to Tuoyue Mountain with his sword? With the sword in his hand, he won the sword cultivators an honest explanation. For this, he would spend his whole life. Even if you can’t reach the fifteenth level, you will have no regrets!

It's melancholy that everything in the world goes wrong. Three people go together and one comes back.

Who would have thought that Chen Qingdu, a pure sword cultivator at the fifteenth level, would sit on the Great Wall of Sword Qi for ten thousand years after asking the sword to Tuoyue Mountain, lonely and lonely.

"You scholars have kept their promise. Naturally, my lineage of sword cultivators will not break the oath. After the founder of the three religions transforms the world, I will kill the great ancestor of the wilderness for the great world!"

Zhou Jue made his promise. He has not reached the fifteenth realm yet. It's not that he can't, but that he doesn't want to. His Tao emphasizes life and death with one sword, and all dharma does not exist. He wants to reach the fifteenth realm. , it is necessary to use one sword to cut off the four great laws of the world. This will cause the founders of the three religions to enlighten the world in advance, and all living beings will be ruined and all living beings will perish. For his own selfishness, all living beings will suffer, and he will not do anything about it!

There was a hint of understanding in the eyes of the Holy Master, and he felt a bit guilty and sighed.

"It's us three old guys who delayed you!"

Zhou Jue chuckled lightly when he heard this, put his hands behind his back, walked to the cliff, looked down at the three worlds, looked aloof and majestic, and the supreme edge came out of his body, destroying all the laws in the void, and said coldly.

"Don't be so sentimental. It's not because I, Zhou Jue, am arrogant. If I want to reach the fifteenth realm of Taoism at this time, even if you, the founder of the three religions, and the ancestor of the wild wilderness join forces to stop me, it will be of no avail!"

“I don’t attain enlightenment just because I don’t want to, not because I can’t do it!”

As soon as these words came out, there was silence between heaven and earth. On the mountain that was not high, the Holy Master bowed and said to the swordsman in blue shirt with a solemn expression.

"The Sword Immortal has a benevolent heart. I would like to express my gratitude to all living beings!"

In the White Jade Mountain of Qingming World, a young Taoist priest sat on the back of a green bull. There were countless lotus flowers blooming around him. Said loudly.

"Fellow Taoist has three worlds in mind, I admire you!"

In the lotus world, a Mount Sumeru reaches straight to the sky. On the top of the mountain stands a golden lotus platform. A bald old monk lies on it, with his eyes closed. There is an illusory world above his head, where the destiny of all people is evolving, and his magical power is immeasurable. Wisdom is limitless. The old monk seemed to have heard Zhou Jue's words, and slowly opened his eyes. The Buddha's light in the Lotus World was booming, and the vast and majestic voice reached the top of the mountain.

"The donor has infinite mercy, I am ashamed of myself!"

"I, the sword cultivator, don't necessarily do the right thing. I just want to be happy and have a clear mind. I don't care about your gratitude and admiration!"

Zhou Mili looked at the majestic, arrogant and free-spirited Zhou Jue, imitated his appearance, put his hands behind his back, raised his little head high, his eyes were almost on the top of his head, looking very proud, and loudly said .

"That's right, the same goes for me, Zhou Mili!"

Zhou Jue broke through his skills in an instant, his image as a master was shattered, he glared at the millet angrily, and with a flick of his finger, a brain collapse was born.

"Ouch, it hurts me so much!"

"Zhou Jue, you fooled me again, I'll fight you!"

Zhou Mili covered his red forehead with both small hands, and tears of pain were about to flow out. After calming down, he rushed towards Zhou Jue with his teeth and claws open, vowing to compete with the world's number one swordsman. Come down.

Zhou Jue stretched out his right hand and put it on the head of the little girl in black. The other party used her hands and feet to kick and swing her, but her hands and feet were too short and couldn't reach her. She was so angry that she screamed and couldn't get rid of her anger.

Zhou Jue had a proud smile on his face, winked at Zhou Mili in a showy way, and said sarcastically.

"Xiaomili, you want to fight me, but you're still far away!"

"Zhou Jue, you bully others. When I grow up, I will never forget the shame of today!"

Zhou Mili put harsh words in her mouth and her body stopped struggling. She was too small and was no match for Zhou Jue, so she didn't need to put in that effort.

Li Sheng's eyes were fixed on Zhou Jue who was playing with the little girl in black, and he felt more and more unfathomable in his heart. He had no distracting thoughts and acted as he pleased. This is the realm that only the Holy Saint can have. He has indeed reached the level. The cultivation level of the fifteenth realm is just unwillingness.

Zhou Jue saw that Zhou Mili had given up fighting, so he looked up at the Supreme Saint and the Saint of Etiquette and said.

"Since the business has been discussed, it's time for me to leave!"

After that, Zhou Jue didn't wait for the two to respond, and took the black-clothed girl's hand and went down the mountain, heading to the southernmost part of Haoran Tianxia. There stood a majestic Great Wall, which stood between Haoran Tianxia and Manhuang Tianxia. There was a group of sword cultivators who were happy to take revenge, draw their swords and kill demons, and risk their lives.

Zhou Jue's steps were like lotus, shrinking the earth into an inch, Zhou Mili's body was like a swimming fish, with afterimages, tightly grasping the warm big hand, looking up at the sword fairy, and asked crisply.

"Zhou Jue, where are we going this time?"

"We're going home!"

"Our home is at the Sword Qi Great Wall!"

"I've heard of that place. There are many sword immortals there. It's so impressive!"

The little girl in black was looking forward to it. Her eyes sparkled with sparkling light. She followed Zhou Jue to the Sword Qi Great Wall with joy.