Chapter 917: Great Sage Jiang, the real person who destroyed Jing Hua Shui Yue?
"Brother, how do you know that the saints of Daluo and Dayan are not at home?"
On a river that crosses 37,000 miles from the southeast, a awning boat without oars moves around. Dense merchant ships are constantly shuttling between them.
The water is rippling, and the mountain flower vegetation on both sides of the bank is growing vigorously, with red flowers and green willows, and the scenery is pleasant.
Jiang Yugui caught a big fish without scales and spines and cooked it in a broken pot from the previous boatman. While busy with Xiao Huang, he turned around and asked with a flattering face.
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged in the cabin and circulated the Great Zhoutian. The two major gates in Danhai have been opened. Now he is considered a quasi-sage with "opened two gates". The third gate is as solid as a rock and has no intention of breaking through.
The difficulty of breaking through to a quasi-sage is definitely not one plus one equals two. It not only requires terrible accumulation, outstanding talent, and understanding of the world, but also requires different cultivation methods, such as true energy, martial arts stone, and heaven and earth luck. , both are indispensable.
That's right, it was the destiny of heaven and earth that was piled up in Danhai. If it hadn't been for this thing, he wouldn't have been able to break through two doors directly after entering the country.
"Qi Luck" is a vague thing, and it's hard to explain what it is, but it is the foundation that makes a warrior transcend the world and become a saint. It is like...a kind of recognition between heaven and earth and people's hearts. If there is no recognition from heaven and earth, and we have to go against heaven, and without any help, how can we sublimate our body? You are really asking for trouble.
Of course, it does not necessarily have to be recognized by the fate of the world and the people. As a casual cultivator, who will recognize you? Therefore, the powerful ancestors were opportunistic and used tricks to steal luck for their own use. A mountain, a person, a group of people, an empire, a sect, or a good deed could all get luck.
This thing is a long story...
However, if it is a sect that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, it must have great luck, otherwise it would have been destroyed long ago?
Such as Da Luo and Dayan!
He Xinzhuo never does anything that results in a loss. If Daluo Dayan is to be destroyed, there must be benefits as well.
So, after hearing Jiang Yugui's words, Xin Zhuo opened his eyes and said: "I asked someone to investigate for me. Daluo Tiansheng and Dayan Evil Sage are not here, and they will not return for at least a hundred years!"
"Brother is indeed a great talent!"
Jiang Yugui patted his horse and said: "It is true. After the quasi-sage became a saint, his martial arts and strength reached a state of transcendence and sainthood, and he would no longer stick to one thing. Practice in a mountain or a place, especially Saints will choose one to practice, such as Sword Saint, Sword Saint, Fire Saint, Water Saint, Beast Control Saint, Gold Saint, Wood Saint, etc. They can advance faster, single and refined!
So! , saints basically go out, and the best place to practice is to follow the Taikoo legend Send formations across countless realms, experience different ways of practice, and verify each other, or go to the chaotic mountains where fish and dragons are mixed and extremely harsh among the major realms
Only if you accumulate too much! , it takes a long time to digest before it returns. Come and practice hard for a hundred or two hundred years.
Da Luo Tian Sage and Dayan Evil Sage have been saints for a long time, but they are too far away from the Great Sage. Naturally, they have fled to other realms and will not come back for hundreds of years. It's a good time for my brother to kill someone, but..."
Xin Zhuo said coldly: "But it's hard not to spread the news about Da Gan's affairs. The masters of the major holy places, including the masters of your family on the mountain, are afraid of thunder and anger. Will they definitely take action this time?"
Jiang Yugui shrank his neck: "Brother, you are wise! Even if you kill all the masters of the Holy Land Cave Heaven who stayed behind in Daqian in the Holy King Valley, you still can't hide the news."
"Time difference! "
Xin Zhuo said: "It's just a time difference!"
"What then?" Jiang Yugui stopped cooking the fish and looked at Xin Zhuo's face, his "then", Are you asking what to do with yourself?
Xin Zhuo gave him a cold look.
Jiang Yugui instantly felt chills all over his body and murmured: "I knew it, I knew it, you told me everything just to kill someone and silence you afterwards!"
Xin Zhuo ignored it and asked Said: "How many masters are there in the Holy Land Dongtian?"
Jiang Yugui gasped for air and dared not answer: "Brother, the reason why a super sect is super is that there must be a saint sitting in charge. This saint can be a , or it can be a group. Daluo Dayan currently only has one saint!
The reason why the Holy Land Dongtian is the Holy Land Dongtian is that the Holy Lord and the Supreme appeared countless years ago. Now the Supreme is probably gone, but the Emperor There must be one or two ancestors of the Third Path, but they may be squatting in some mouse hole and eating ashes. They have been in seclusion for hundreds of years. Unless something big happens, they can't be found.
Old monsters like them won't pay attention to you at all. You can rest assured that it's extremely boring to them!
There should be only a few holy kings and great sages, and they will not come out. The ones who really want to deal with you will be the fake saints and the true saints at most!
Why do you say that? Let’s put ourselves in his shoes. My brother is in meditation somewhere, studying the magical martial arts of heaven and earth. Suddenly he asks you to kill a master of the five degenerations of heaven and man. The key is that we don’t know where this person is. Will you go? There are obviously a lot of Yuanji realms under your sect, but are they all doing nothing?
That’s what happened! ”
“Well said! The logic is very rigorous, don’t say it next time. "Xin Zhuo said: "Let's talk about the Jiang family. ”
Jiang Yugui took a deep breath and replied: "Whether you believe it or not, brother, I don't know how many people there are in the Jiang family. I can only see dozens of direct descendants at most. There should be many saints of the younger generation above them. The masters are really There are too many, they have their own things to do, everyone in the world The territory is billions of miles wide. I can clearly tell my brother that there are thousands of tribes and families that are more powerful than ours..."
Xin Zhuo nodded: "What kind of cultivation are Ji Jiuwei and Jiang Wen doing? What? "
These two are his nominal parents.
Jiang Yugui glanced at him carefully, considered it, and said: "I don't know what kind of cultivation uncle Jiang Wen is. He is probably a great sage. He has lived for more than five hundred years. My aunt is They are now punished by their ancestors.
By the way, you also have a biological sister named Jiang Gui. She is a ruthless person who kills people everywhere in Xiniu Sanctuary. There is also a legend about her in Luanji Mountain leading to Xiniu Sanctuary. Ye Liantian of Ye family is a mortal enemy..."
"Whose sister is she?" Xin Zhuo asked expressionlessly.
Jiang Yugui smiled bitterly: "Although the family doesn't recognize you, you can't really want to overthrow the family, right? That would be too difficult..." He couldn't say anything else, so he cooked the fish obediently.
"Susu..."
It was getting late, and suddenly it started to rain. It hit the river in a steady patter, and the water splashed everywhere, and both sides of the river were covered with fog. of.
...
"Rusu..."
Seventy thousand miles west of the Daqian Imperial Capital, it started to rain heavily. The night was dark, and the vegetation outside the ruined temple rustled with the rain.
In the ruined temple, it was pitch dark. Li Chunyuan was lying on the dusty ground in agony, with blood staining the surroundings. Not far away were the corpses of three masters of the Five Decline of Heaven and Man. They had wanted to take advantage of the situation before, He was killed by one palm.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. What does it matter if the gods and humans are weak?
His injuries were severe. Not only was his skin torn, his bones shattered, all his internal organs displaced, and his meridians were broken in half, but more importantly... Xin Zhuo's mountain patterns were too arrogant.
He couldn't understand what kind of mountain pattern this was. The mountain patterns of quasi-sages were just those types. Xinzhuo's mountain patterns seemed to "jump out of the three realms and are not in the five elements." They were pure and spiritual, chaotic and empty. , extremely overbearing, and now it can never be dispelled, torturing him all the time.
The mountain pattern is transformed from the origin, and its final direction is the Dao pattern, which is the means of becoming a saint!
Origin—Mountain Pattern—Dao Pattern!
In the Holy King's Well five years ago, he couldn't understand Xin Zhuo's four origins. Should they be beyond the Yuan level? But this kind of origin does not have this ability. Could it be... the beginning?
His pupils shrank, there can be no beginning in the world, the beginning is a lie!
But no matter what, his lifelong pride was shattered to pieces at this moment. He had never taken Xin Zhuo seriously before, but the result was obvious. Frankly speaking, he couldn't accept it. He didn't know what to do. How to face the master and his wife.
"Instead of being tortured to death by Xin Zhuo's mountain patterns, it is better to commit suicide. How can Xin Zhuo, son, take my life? Hahaha..."
He laughed crazily, with a trace of dejection flashing in his eyes. , staggered up, picked up a sword on the ground, and slashed it hard at the neck.
“Boom…”
The first spring thunder pierced the sky, illuminating the ruined temple. As the sword blade was about to cut through his neck, he suddenly saw a person.
It was an old man wearing a Tai Chi robe with white hair. He was tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He was calm and powerful. The thunder outside suddenly became silent, and the rain in the sky was strangely condensed in the mid-air.
It seems that everything in the world is under control.
"Dang clang..."
The long sword fell to the ground.
Li Chunyuan had difficulty breathing and said with difficulty: "Master... why are you here? Why do you have such an identity..."
Jiang Taiyu, the great sage, during the battle of Zhongyuan Tianque, he pointed out definite character.
The old man said in a vicissitudes of voice: "No one can have smooth sailing in life. You must be brave enough to face failure. You are defeated in a battle and have desperate thoughts. You are in vain to be a true warrior!"
< br>Li Chunyuan's face was full of shame, he held his fists and smiled bitterly: "Master said it is true, but..."
"The moment you come down the mountain, I know that you will be defeated by Xin Zhuo!"
Jiang Taiyu's light words shocked Li Chunyuan into silence for a long time, and his face turned pale. After a while, he murmured: "Why, he was still a little Yuanji at that time..."
Jiang Taiyu said: "The one behind him People are not little Yuanji!”
Li Chunyuan lost his voice. : "Is there someone behind him? Is Ji Yaoyue?"
Jiang Taiyu turned to look at the rainy night outside: "The person who really destroyed the mirror, flower, water and moon!"
Li Chunyuan's eyes widened: "There really is this Didn’t you say...it’s just Xin Zhuo?”
"Xin Zhuo has weird talents and is very smart. No one doubts this, but he doesn't have this ability! If it were him, why waste these years and let him grow up?"
Jiang Taiyu stroked his beard and said: "No. People know who he/she/it is, but it’s time for this person to show up!”
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