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Volume 3 Chapter 385: All realms have no form

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    Bai Mei's laughter was crazy, but it also contained some kind of unspeakable irony, as if Li Qiushui's words were extremely childish.  .

    At the entrance of Juxian Village, Li Qiu Shui had a look of embarrassment on her face. She was not a generous person, otherwise she would not have turned around and cuckolded Wu Yazi countless times just because Wu Yazi liked his sister.

    At this time, Baimei's sarcastic laughter had already angered the woman. If Wu Yazi hadn't been found yet, Li Qiu Shui might have killed Zi Qin with one sword.

    However, even if Ziqin was never killed with one sword, he would never give Ziqin an easy life.

    As soon as the sword was turned, Li Qiushui had already swung his sword and stabbed Ziqin in the arm.

    This sword is extremely powerful.

    Although Li Qiushui has never learned any swordsmanship, but at their level of martial arts, even a casual move is considered a rare and exquisite move by others.

    However, at this time, Li Qiushui did not notice that Zhang Yuan's eyes gradually became sharper with Bai Mei's words. He looked at Ziqin as if he was looking at some miracle.

    The long sword broke through the air and stabbed Ziqin's arm. However, something strange happened. The sword seemed to pass through water and passed through Ziqin's arm, but it failed to cause any harm to Ziqin.  harm.

    "How is this possible?"

    Li Qiushui¡¯s mouth opened wide, as if he had seen a ghost. At the entrance of Juxian Village, Zhang Yuan¡¯s eyes flashed with a look that was indeed the case.

    In the sky, the gloomy weather gradually dissipated. Zhang Yuan slowly came to Ziqin's side. His eyes were blank, as if he was about to touch some unique treasure, but he was worried that everything was just a mirror.

    "There is no sign of self, no sign of no one, no sign of sentient beings."

    Zhang Yuan opened his mouth and slowly spoke a piece of Zen language that seemed to be from Buddhism. Li Qiushui's frightened eyes finally showed a slight confusion, and she seemed to have thought of something.

    "My appearance is the appearance of human beings, the appearance of all living beings."

    Li Qiushui spoke slowly. The confusion in her eyes disappeared, but the shock became more intense. She looked at Ziqin, but she seemed to be looking at a monster.

    "That legend is actually true."

    Finally, Li Qiushui couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and exclaimed.

    "The legend is of course true. This world is both real and false. When Taishang Laojun went to the southwest, he had a dispute with Buddha. In the end, Laojun barely won half a fight, but Buddha couldn't.  Be careful to break the three thousand worlds, which are what later Buddhists call the three thousand great worlds."

    Bai Mei's figure finally appeared at the door of Juxian Manor. His eyes were full of deep fatigue, but he was holding a faint red shadow in his hand. The shadow kept struggling, shooting out two white rays of light from time to time, but it was like  As sharp as a sword.

    "Purple Qi Sword Bone, you actually found a Purple Qi Sword Bone."

    Zhang Yuan glanced at the object in Bai Mei's hand, couldn't help but sigh, and then looked at Ziqin who was standing there without saying a word.

    "Unfortunately, it seems a little late, but he has already entered that realm. I don't know if he will meet the devil guarding the gate as the legend says."

    Zhang Yuan¡¯s voice contained a trace of sigh. Legends themselves are already legends, but who knows that the real legends have been cut off since ancient times.

    After the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were no more legends in the world. The hundreds of schools of thought were just the last flourishing of Jiuzhou. In fact, in ancient times, each of the hundreds of schools of thought represented a sect.

    ?? In ancient martial arts, hundreds of schools of thought flourished, and that was the ultimate existence of human martial arts. In ancient times, ferocious beasts were rampant, but when hundreds of races competed, no race could compete with humans.

    Many scholars in later generations believed that the reason why humans were able to win was due to luck and brains, but no one knew that the reason why humans were able to win was due to force.

    In ancient times, the tyranny of the golden generation of human beings was far beyond the imagination of later generations.

    However, after ancient times, the bridge between heaven and earth broke, and human beings slowly began to weaken. It was not until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period that hundreds of schools of thought contended, and peerless geniuses reappeared among human beings.

    Li Er, Sakyamuni, Confucius and other saints were born together.

    It was also at that time that the theory of the universe was proposed, but it said that there are thousands of worlds and they are not limited to one space. For example, Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly is the art of connecting two worlds.

    It was also at that time that martial arts spread about the Immortal Sect for the first time. However, no one knew where the Immortal Sect was. If the world wanted to search, the only way was to break the void.

    "The void has its own guardian, but he may not be defeated. Haven't you felt something in him?"

    Baimei looked extremely calm,He looked at Zhang Yuan a little strangely. The latter was suddenly startled, but then looked at Ziqin again, and his eyes began to change.

    "No wonder, no wonder you accepted him as your disciple. It turns out that the guesses about those passages were wrong."

    Zhang Yuan exclaimed repeatedly, but Li Qiu Shui next to him didn't see anything at all. He had no choice but to look at Zhang Yuan.

    "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou."

    Feeling Li Qiushui¡¯s eyes asking for help, Zhang Yuan slowly spit out eight words.

    With just eight words, Li Qiushui's expression had already changed drastically.

    "It's impossible, he, he is the founder of Zhuangzi."

    Li Qiushui looked at Ziqin as if he were looking at ancient fossils. Zhuang Zhou was the most famous figure in Taoism after Li Er. To put it bluntly, if there are only two recognized gods in Taoism, they must be  Li Er and Zhuang Zhou.

    It is also because of this that Li Qiushui felt that Ziqin was Zhuang Zhou.

    "No, he is not the Patriarch Zhuangzi. Strictly speaking, he should be the disciple of the Patriarch Zhuang Zhou, or in other words, he should be the material carrier of the Dream Butterfly Technique of the Patriarch Zhuang Zhou.

    Bai Mei slowly spoke, "The Three Thousand Worlds are not so easy to break. Even Grandmaster Zhuang Zhou would not be able to break it easily. In fact, how many Taoist friends have broken away since the pre-Qin Dynasty. Obviously, not  So, this kid has in his mind the path to immortality left by Grandmaster Zhuang Zhou for future generations."

    Bai Mei¡¯s tone was calm, but Li Qiushui¡¯s hand suddenly clenched.

    There are only three words in "Ascending Immortal Sect", but anyone who has a little understanding of various schools of thought and Buddhism will never be indifferent, but anyone who has a little understanding of ancient times will definitely be moved.

    "Can he do it?"

    Even Li Qiushui couldn't help but ask this question at this time, but what she received in response was Bai Mei and Zhang Yuan's helpless smiles. No one knew about this, except Ziqin himself.

    At this time, Ziqin was already in another world.

    This was a gray world. He didn't know how he got here. However, standing in this place, Ziqin could feel a similar feeling to when he thought he was in a broken state in the rain and clouds.

    He stretched out his hand and slowly opened it, and suddenly couldn't help but take a breath of air.

    This place is actually the intersection of the world.

    At his waist, Long Yuan was still hanging there. Ziqin drew out the sword without hesitation. The blade of the sword was bright. Ziqin looked at the figure reflected in the shining sword and suddenly couldn't help but burst into tears.

    The person reflected above seems to be in his twenties or less than thirty years old. He has short hair, a very ordinary face, and a pair of small eyes that seem to be full of tiredness.

    Ziqin had seen this face for more than twenty years, but it was not the face of his first life.

    "go home."

    Tears fell down his cheeks, and Ziqin fell to his knees weakly. He almost muttered two words to himself.

    Tomorrow is probably the last chapter of this book. I don¡¯t know why, but I suddenly feel a little reluctant to leave. Xiaoyang owes everyone a lot. This book is not as good as Xiaoyang imagined. There are many shortcomings. Sigh, I won¡¯t say more.  , a little tired, Xiaoyang can't stand it anymore, I will try my best to compensate everyone in the new book. "Martial Arts Evolution System" hopes everyone will support it, at least give it to your collection first, Xiaoyang, thank you!
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