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Text Chapter 38: Don¡¯t go to Saha and return to Qingyun

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    "Dongdongdong" It was like a low bell echoing in the sky, coming slowly, waking him up from a deep nightmare. The deep bell sounded from far to near, slowly, as if knocking the bell.  got into his heart.  Long Xuan's consciousness returned to his body and he looked inwards. Unexpectedly, the "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" method in his body had reached the second level of the Supreme Purity. The suspended Heart Sword also obviously grew in size. Outside the sword body, it was burning.  The green flames are clearly a sign of reaching the second level of the Heart Sword!  "Dongdongdong" The low bell rang again, as if it would never stop, and kept beating like this.  Long Xuan listened intently, breathing slowly, all his energy integrated into the gentle tone, and sighed inaudibly.  How long had it been? This was the first time since time travel that he lay down without any worries!  Heaven and earth are the order of all sentient beings, and people in the world are divided into black and white!  It has been more than seven years since he traveled to this world, and Long Xuan's reputation and strength have reached a certain level - in terms of Taoism, he has reached the second level of the Qing Dynasty and the second level of the Heart Sword; in terms of strength, he is the first elder of the Qingyun Sect. At this moment, he can  He can't beat him by more than one palm; in terms of fame, he is the most beloved disciple of the great master Daoxuan Zhenren, and the world-famous sword master in white!  With such capital, even if the world changes drastically in the future and the storm rises again, he will still be the one playing chess, not the chess piece on the chessboard!  Slowly, he finally opened his eyes!     Buddha!  This was actually the first thing he saw.  A large "Buddha" character hangs high on the roof. Surrounding the Buddha character, there is a circle of golden patterns, and then along the periphery, there are circles of finely carved statues of five hundred Arhats, forming another large circle.  All the Arhats are of the same size, but have different facial expressions and body shapes. They are arranged in rows and are extremely upright.  At this time, footsteps had already arrived outside the door. The door of the Zen room "squeaked" and was pushed open from the outside. A man stepped in - a moon-white monk's robes, a fair face, holding a  The rosary is clearly a sign of the Dharma.  "Hey, Senior Brother Long, you're awake, but are you still feeling unwell?" Fa Xixi was quite surprised, but there was joy in his eyes as he chuckled.  Long Xuan smiled, nodded slightly to Faxiang, and said: "It's nothing serious. Thank you to Uncle Puhong and Senior Brother Faxiang for taking care of me these days. I'm very grateful!" Faxiang chanted a Buddha's name in a low voice and said: "Senior Brother  What are you talking about? I, Tianyin Temple, have been friends with Qingyun Sect for generations, and we are in the same spirit. If my senior brother is injured, I, Tianyin Temple, should take care of him!" Long Xuan was stunned, but said with a bitter smile: "I am the one who got caught.  "I wonder if Master Puhong is in the temple now?" "My mentor is meditating in Xiaotianyin Temple. What's important, brother?" Faxiang asked, clasping his hands together and nodding slightly.  Long Xuan nodded: "I have been away from the sect for more than four years, and my master is very concerned about me. Now that the blood-devouring bead incident has been concluded, I am preparing to bid farewell to Master Puhong!" "Amitabha, if senior brother is not in good health,  If you are tired, let the young monk take the senior brother there. "Long Xuan looked at the Dharma image and felt his sincerity, and couldn't help but smile: "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm fine now!" "This is Long Xuan's first chapter!  He has come to the Xiaotianyin Temple on the top of Mount Sumeru three times, but for some reason, every time he comes here, he will have a sense of alienation that is otherworldly, like being isolated from the world. "Boom!" The last bell rang, echoing  In the sky.  Long Xuan closed his eyes slightly and bathed in the morning breeze of Tianyin Temple. However, the aura in his body was full and pulsating under his quiet appearance, as if his whole body was about to fly.  "Amitabha, my teacher invites my senior brother to come into the Zen room to talk!" Dharma Xiang smiled and welcomed Long Xuan into the Zen room.  Long Xuan walked in and saw Master Puhong sitting cross-legged on the Zen bed, looking at him with the same smile.  Long Xuan saluted Master Pu Hong and said, "Uncle Pu Hong!" Master Pu Hong looked at Long Xuan's walking figure, his eyes went from top to bottom, and finally fell on his hand, and he nodded suddenly.  , clasped his hands and smiled and said: "In just a short period of time, my nephew has made great progress in Taoism. It is really gratifying and congratulatory!"  Long Xuan, on the other hand, had a calm look on his face, nodded slightly, and said with a chuckle: "My uncle's Dharma eyes are like a torch, and I admire him. These days, I have indeed received a blessing!" "Amitabha!" Master Puhong nodded slightly, but did not say anything.  When he asked what the so-called "creation" was, he suddenly frowned slightly and said solemnly: "For some reason, the old monk always feels that the blood evil and evil aura on his nephew's body seems to be much heavier than before.  Is there something wrong? " Long Xuan's heart trembled. He looked at it secretly and understood the reason. On that day, Long Xuan used the Heart Sword body to leave the body, smash the blood-devouring bead, and absorb the endless blood accumulated in the blood-devouring bead.  Although the level of the Heart Sword is higher, it has not been completely refined yet, so some slight evil energy is exposed. Although it is not obvious, it cannot be hidden from the likes.Master Hong is such a peerless person!  At that moment, his expression remained unchanged, but he smiled and said: "A swordsman should have a sharp edge. This disciple will survive this disaster and feel in his heart that he has made a breakthrough in his swordsmanship. Maybe it will be like this for a long time in the future!"  Master Puhong was startled, then shook his head slightly and said: "There is no limit to the sea of ??suffering, and there is only one thought of good and evil. My nephew upholds the way of swordsmanship, and is more concerned about the body and the mind of heaven. If he blindly pursues fierceness and domination, he will fall into the side path, but it is not  Beautiful!" As he spoke, he pointed out the window and said, "There is a big stone outside Xiaotianyin Temple. If my nephew goes to take a look, he may know the truth behind the Buddha's heart!" Long Xuan nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, uncle, for your enlightenment!  , Disciple, wake up!" As he said that, a green fairy sword that looked like autumn water suddenly appeared in his right palm. He gently stroked the sword body and said proudly: "Disciple's swordsmanship is for the sword immortal.  The Tao controls the sword with the heart and the sword with the spirit. The sword is used as a brother and a confidant, but it cannot control the thoughts of the disciples! " "Amitabha, my nephew can have such an understanding, but the old monk is relieved!"  Master Hong softly announced the Buddha's name and said with approval: "My nephew, I have a good trip home this time. If you have time in the future, you can come to my Tianyin Temple!" Long Xuan nodded, and said hello to Dharma Prime Minister.  Then he left the Zen room.  The Faxiang was stunned for a long time and suddenly said: "Teacher, is there something wrong with Senior Brother Long?" Master Puhong smiled faintly and said: "The evil spirit is exposed and extremely cruel, but Senior Brother Long has understood himself clearly.  The old monk is not too worried. What happens in the future depends on his own destiny!" The Dharma minister bowed his head, clasped his hands and chanted the Buddha's name, and finally said no more!  Long Xuan left Xiaotianyin Temple, and when he walked out of the temple gate, he suddenly stopped again, paused, and then turned to the right. After taking a few steps, he saw a large stone about half a person high falling on the ground.  on the ground.  At first glance, there was indeed nothing strange about it, but Long Xuan thought that Master Puhong would not be wrong, so he walked closer, pondered for a moment, and suddenly his eyes focused, but he was attracted by a spot on the big stone!  This big stone is mottled all over, and it has obviously been scarred by countless years of wind and frost swords. However, in that place, there is a vague pattern shape, but it is difficult to identify due to the age.  Long Xuan stretched out his hand, gently swept away the dust on the stone, and examined it carefully. After a long time, he realized that it was originally in the shape of a shell, but over the years, it had turned into stone and merged with the big stone.  In one piece.  As his mind raced, he suddenly took a breath of cold air. The mountains of Mount Xumi were towering, and there was no deep ocean within a thousand miles. However, this stone was clearly from Mount Sumeru.  Tens of millions of years ago, there might have been a vast ocean in addition, it¡¯s unknown!  The good and evil in the world, and the disputes between good and evil, are too small compared to this natural power. As long as he does not lose his original intention, no matter what method he upholds, he is still the same Long Xuan, and has not changed.  The truth lies in the pros and cons, between a flower and a stone!  He turned back and glanced at the residence of Master Puhong, turned around and bowed to the quiet little temple, then walked down the steps and suddenly chuckled. The person in the laughter turned into a colorful stream of light and disappeared in an instant.  land.  "The heroic spirit makes ghosts and gods sad, and the dragon's roar of flicking the sword frightens the underworld. Nine heavens and ten places follow you, and thousands of rivers and mountains allow you to travel. All I want is a free and easy swordsman!" PS: The experience chapter is finally over, the real "  The legend of "Sword Immortal" is about to begin, the book has been signed, brothers, please support me!
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