Legend of the Cultivation God

At this time, I saw the palace woman who had just left the downstairs and came in again. She nodded at the rain and the wind, and the wind and the wind smiled and lifted her hand. The Han Wen’s text slowly flew to the front of the rain. The rain and the wind carefully extended the finger, squatting on the purple silk thread, gently slamming, the text axis slowly unfolded, "brushing", a pure white brilliance shot from the opening of the axis, as if pushing away The door leaf under the sun, "嗡..." is the same as the sound of the sound of the sword, with the white light, "Boom..." The brilliance has been so glaring, as strong as Xiaohua does not feel a slight embarrassment Eyes, still waiting for him to adapt to this brilliance, but also a burst of thunderous sounds, if the river rushes out of the text axis, rushing to the top of the moon palace!

"Stinging Lala..." It seems like a smashing sound, and the defensive elementary array on the top of the Mingyue Palace was suddenly destroyed by the arrogance contained in this white light, not only the echoes of countless swords in the Mingyue Palace. It is this awe-inspiring spirit that is as straight as a giant sword to the night sky.

Mingyuefang is a place that never sleeps. It is brightly lit and sleepless all night. This place is very mysterious to them. Because everyone who can come to Mingyuefang is rich, people who have money may not be able to pick up the star building. Even some people with unknown details think of picking up the star building, but they don't have any stone in their bodies, and there is no trace of cultivation, but it is difficult to pick up the star building. Nowadays, this huge flying sword is like a heavenly soldier rushing into the night sky. It is clearly seen within ten miles. How can you not let them be scared? Inevitably, all the people in the entire Mingyue Square are out of the jade, all escape from the wine, and look at the flying swords that look at the night sky, one by one, the excitement. Argument is not enough, this grand event is better than any fireworks!

Although, all the eyes of Mingyuefang are gathered in the star-street building, although the people who have never been asleep in the copper-pillar country... are all looking at the star-street building. But this means that the righteousness and righteousness of the righteousness can't illuminate this night. In the light and dark, there are some ghosts that wander happily in the darkness, and are not disturbed by the sharpness of this flying sword.

"This... This is the sword of sword repair!!!" Just at the moment when Han Cheng's entire text axis opened, the brilliance was brilliant, and Xiao Hua couldn't help but close his eyes. but. Even so, the big "Fa" word is still carved into Xiao Hua's mind through the naked eyes of Xiao Hua, and this "Fa" word, each painting is a flying sword, the whole burst into the night sky. Guanghua is also a sword of the sky! Xiao Hua, who used to be savvy in Xiaoyu, couldn’t help but say "shen yin", and he understood it completely. "This sword repair is really a part of Confucianism, and it actually originates from the Confucianism of the Confucianism! Hey, the red dust has the law, the punishment is the key; the heavens and the earth have the law, the sword is the key. The law of the heavens and the earth is not the sword. Sweeping?"

Looking at the Mingyue Palace, many of the sounds of Jinming are also big, or Jianming. Or the sound of the instrument, even the infuriating of some shallow people is also motivated.

"Brush ~" Rain Lin Feng will shake the scroll in his hand, the scroll is slowly retracted, and the sword of the sky suddenly caught in the scroll. Naturally, throughout the Mingyue Palace, the sound of the tremors gradually faded away and gradually restored the previous calm.

"Oh... this is just the handwriting of Han Cheng’s predecessors. There is such a strong momentum! The arrogance contained in this handwriting can really impact the world, until Yu Xianyou has collected this scroll, and it seems to be... I have never seen the true traces of Han’s predecessors! If anyone is holding this scroll, isn’t it a comparable to a royal device?” A horrified voice couldn’t help but say, “I just don’t know... if Han Feizi’s old man’s true story is What kind of momentum?"

"This fairy friend said that it is also under the thought!" The rain flashed eagerly in the eyes of the wind, looking at the front of the text, "I haven’t seen the horrible momentum in the next. But I’m listening to the predecessors of the Star House. It has been said that if the writings of Han Feizi's predecessors, this brilliance should be able to penetrate the outside world, and the extraterrestrial star power, the world's power can not withstand any star spirits! In particular, if the writing of Han Feizi's predecessors, just broke through It’s not the Yuan dynasty of my moon palace, but the one-way ban that does not exist in the square!”

"Grandma's..." Someone else said, Xiao Hua first jumped up and smiled. "How is it possible? This thing is not a real spiritual treasure. No one is urging how to have such a power?"

Unfortunately, the same, not waiting for Xiao Hua to finish, Fu Zhiwen smiled and said: "Xiao Daoyou is also poor! This rain is said to be... I am afraid that it is not enough to describe the true meaning of the Han Feizi predecessors at the time of the prosperity! According to the ancestors, 100,000 Years ago, when the Devils invaded..."

"What? Devil's invasion??" Xiaohua's eyes flashed a trace of different colors, but this is the first time he heard the devil in the Tibetan continent!

"Well, it was the invasion of the devil!" Fu Zhiwen did not understand the meaning of Xiao Hua's strangeness. He nodded. "The original authenticity of Han Feizi's predecessors revealed the prestige for the first time. Once opened, it would kill hundreds of magicians!"

"Hundreds...Hundreds of devils will be!" Xiao Hua is stunned. He has already learned from Zhang Qingxiao’s mouth that the strength of the devil is comparable to that of Dao Zong’s Jin Dan and Yuan Ying, what the writings of Han Feizi’s predecessors actually It is too ridiculous to be able to kill the magical power of 100 Yuan’s infants.

"Buffing, bragging!!" Although Xiao Hua did not refute the mouth, it can be revealed that it has been secretly blazed.

"It’s the hundred devils!" Fu Zhiwen laughed. "Dao You Mo feels that it is exaggerated. The arrogance of my Confucianism is the nemesis of the devil. Their flesh is powerful, but the magic flames and blood of their cultivation are in my Confucianism. There is no resistance in front of the repairing arrogance! Especially when they invade my Tibetan immortal continent, in the face of the eternal temperament that has been deposited for hundreds of millions of years in the Tibetan immortal world, it is like dripping into the sea of ​​fire. How can it set off a big wave?"

"Oh, Xiaomou understands!" Xiao Hua nodded. "The heavens and the earth are righteous. Since ancient times, they have supported the justice of the world. But wherever there is someone, there is such a breath, and immortality!"

"No, the Taoist friend is not right!" Fu Zhiwen shook his head. "There is righteousness in the heavens and the earth. This righteousness exists since ancient times. It does not vary from person to person! Some places have righteousness, no one has a righteous place. It can be said that everything is There is righteousness! Even in the devil world, there is also the righteousness! And this is the righteousness...that is the infuriating spirit of the Confucianism! It is not the aura of heaven and earth cultivated by the Taoist temple!!!"

"Boom..." Fu Zhiwen is like a stone rushing into the ancient well that Xiao Hua has not moved for a long time. Xiao Hua is like a mud statue. An unspeakable wave is revealed from Xiao Hua’s body. It is to cover him. The image of the stardust instantly turns into dust and flies around Xiaohua. Of course, only in an instant, the starlight and silver light in Xiaohua’s eyes converge, and all the dust falls on the periphery of Xiaohua. It is re-formed as a stardust, and a sigh of sorrow is heard from Xiaohua’s mouth. "The original is like this! Xiaomou is wrong!"

Yes, Xiao Hua is really wrong! The mistake is very unbelievable. He has been practicing the ethos of Confucianism, but if he is tempered, it is just the aura of heaven and earth. Where is the arrogance? It is no wonder that he has been practicing for a hundred years, and he has been unable to condense his own heart. The original road has been wrong! And his achievements in refining the essence of gas... Most of them are also the actions of Dan Xin, who are passed on from generation to generation?

"Xiao Daoyou?" Fu Zhiwen is somewhat puzzled. Hesitantly asked Xiao Huadao, "What is wrong?"

"Oh, nothing!" Since I found the root knot, Xiao Hua felt refreshed and smiled. "Xiao has always thought that the arrogance is the heaven and earth aura, who knows that there is so much difference!"

"Oh, that's nature!" Fu Zhiwen understood, laughing. "This is the difference between Daomen and Confucianism. Of course, there are differences. However, sometimes there is a heaven and earth aura in Haoran's atmosphere, and there is awe-inspiring spirit in the heavens and the earth. It may not be clear!"

"That... How can we distinguish the awe-inspiring spirit?" Xiao Hua tempted. "Is it difficult to have the same secret technique as the Taoist temple in the basic exercises of Confucianism?"

"It's not the same!" Fu Zhiwen waved. "The reason why Confucianism is called Confucianism is based on Haoran's temperament. It is to rely on 'Confucianism' to distinguish the arrogance! Although everyone has more or less arrogance, they can be pawned, How can the people who lead the car to sell pulp understand the arrogance? Only when I read the book, can I read this awe-inspiring spirit from the ancient scriptures, and then use this awe-inspiring spirit to trigger my own arrogance, and have my own arrogance... Awesome!"

"Well, um, I was taught!" Xiao Hua nodded, and understood that the cultivation of Confucianism is still not a thousand steps, and it seems that the so-called secret technique is only a path of Taoist opportunism!

Suddenly, Xiao Hua’s heart jumped and seemed to have a bad hunch. He seemed to think of something and hurriedly asked: “Fu Zhiwen, what have you seen before...”

"Xiao Daoyou... What is said?" Fu Zhiwen was asked by Xiao Hua, I don't know what it is.

Xiao Hua saw Fu Zhiwen's ignorance, and felt that his heart was wide. In the moment he lost his heart, Xue Xue saw his death. Master Ke Wei also saw his own death. Xiao Hua didn't want this Confucian student to step by step. The aftermath.

"Nothing!" Xiao Hua waved his hand and said with a smile.

However, when his hand just swung a few times, it was stunned.

"No, if Confucianism and cultivation do not require the aura of heaven and earth, then...what stone do they use? If they don't use Lingshi, why should they use Lingshi for the price?" Xiaohua seems to suddenly wake up. In general, it seems to be suddenly confused, and some frowning thought...