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Text Chapter 63 Above Taiqing, Shattered Void?

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    Long Xuan took a deep breath, turned around, looked at the old man in front of him, and saluted him respectfully: "Young man Long Xuan, I have seen Senior Yin Mo!" The old man Yin Mo nodded slightly, and his feet seemed to be slow.  , as if shrinking to an inch, he arrived in front of Long Xuan in a few steps. He glanced at the relief, but sighed: "The word love can do a lot of harm to people. If the You Ming back then was not due to the end of the world, his state of mind  How could he fall into the "Five Decline of Heaven and Man" when he was incomplete!" Long Xuan raised his eyebrows, but there was a glint in his eyes: "Five Decline of Heaven and Human", he had also seen a few words in the secret treasure in Shushan in his previous life.  , it is said that during the prehistoric period, there were ancient Qi practitioners who roamed the land and were known as the two clans of witches and demons.  The Taikoo Qi practitioner combines law and martial arts, and practices both martial arts and martial arts, making him extremely powerful.  But every thousand years, there will be a disaster of "five declines of heaven and man". If you can survive it, you can reach a higher realm and be free in the world; if you cannot survive it, your soul will be scattered, your body will disappear, and your soul will perish!  But the strange thing is that since the ancient line of Qi practitioners mysteriously disappeared and the inheritance was cut off, the "Five Decline of Heaven and Man" has never appeared in the world of cultivation. For ordinary monks to break through the realm, all they need to overcome is thunder tribulation.  ¡ª¡ªThe three-nine heavenly tribulations from the magic realm to the scattered fairyland, the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations from the scattered fairyland to the earthly fairyland, and the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations from mortals to immortals are all like this!  Seemingly seeing Long Xuan's confusion, the old man Yin Mo smiled faintly and said: "This can be regarded as one of the ancient secrets. Boy Long Xuan, do you know what the ultimate path of cultivation for monks like us is?" Long Xuan  Shaking his head, he had actually always had a question when he practiced "Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao" on the first day: Since the first three realms recorded in "Nine Heavens Xuan Jing" correspond to the three realms of Qing Dao, then what is above the Earth Immortal?  Does the realm of immortality also correspond to a certain realm above Taiqing?  "The ultimate way that we monks have understood is breaking, fragmentation, emptiness, and emptiness!" The old man Yin Mo looked deeply at Long Xuan and said every word.  "Shattered Void?" This was the first time Long Xuan heard this term. It was as if it was deafening and enlightening. It seemed to open another door for him in the path of swordsmanship!  "Unfortunately, this path is too difficult. Except for the old man Tiansha and the girl Sword Phoenix, all the people who came from our era failed!" The old man Yinmo faced Long Xuan's probing eyes and said calmly.  Yes, there was a trace of inexplicable self-deprecation in his eyes: "I don't have the wisdom and courage of the two of them, so I would rather proclaim myself a cultivator and sequester myself in this ruthless seabed for thousands of years than take the last step"  "Is the last step the catastrophe of the 'Five Decline of Heaven and Man'?" Long Xuan frowned slightly and asked softly.  The old man Yin Mo nodded slightly and said calmly: "Yes, and no! The five declines of heaven and man are just the first step in breaking the void. When I was in contact with Tiansha, I heard him say something, breaking the void, as the name suggests,  It is to use one's own way to break the shackles of heaven and earth and achieve supreme power. The evil spirit proves the way with the law, and the sword phoenix proves the way with the sword. "That's it, that's it!" Long Xuan felt in his mind!  It seemed as if there were morning bells and evening drums reverberating. He closed his eyes slightly, raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "So my swordsmanship is at such an extreme level?" The old man Yin Mo saw that Long Xuan could actually do this  Breaking through the mental barrier so quickly, there was no fear, but a sense of eagerness to try, and the admiration on his face was even greater.  He coughed lightly, and the seriousness on his face disappeared, and he returned to a kind expression: "Speaking of which, I am very curious. With your cultivation level, Mr. Long, looking at the world today, there are only a few people who can defeat you.  , why are you so embarrassed?" Long Xuan was startled when he heard the question from the old man Yin Mo, with a wry smile on his face, and then explained: "This time, I have been ordered by my master to come with my colleagues to inspect Kongsang Mountain.  Because I was too confident, I was unexpectedly attacked by a demon from the demon sect. In order to save a fellow disciple, I took a magic weapon attack. After a series of battles, my injuries became more and more serious. " The old man Yin Mo looked at Long.  Xuan glanced at him, and there seemed to be a strange color in his eyes. He suddenly sighed and said, "Your classmate must be a woman!" Long Xuan nodded slightly, and when he mentioned Lu Xueqi, he felt an inexplicable surge in his heart.  Worrying, I don¡¯t know how that woman, who was as cold as snow, is doing now, is she out of danger?  "I knew it, otherwise how could those incompetent disciples and disciples of Tiansha have hurt you so much?" The old man Yin Mo muttered to himself so softly that Long Xuan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, did not hear it.  "Boy," the old man Yin Mo thought for a while, but a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Since you are destined to meet me, I will give you a good fortune as promised!"   Qingyun Mountain, Tongtian Peak, and the Ancestral Hall of the Patriarch.  The green woods are still as dense and vibrant as before. A light morning mist is floating in the woods. You can see leaves and branches everywhere. On the petals of wild flowers in the grass, there are crystal dewdrops in the breeze.  Trembling slightly.  In the distance, deep in the jungle, there areThe crisp and sweet chirping of birds comes, and hearing it in your ears makes you feel refreshed both physically and mentally, as if you are in a fairyland.  In this worldly resort, a Taoist fairyland, an old man wearing a dark green robe, with a Taoist spirit, and white beard and hair slowly appeared on the path in the forest - it was the Master Daoxuan of Qingyun!  At this moment, his face looked a little solemn, his eyes were staring straight ahead, and his face looked worried.  "When" The soft sound of bells and drums came from somewhere, coming from the direction of the front mountain and echoing at the top of Qingyun Mountain.  Gradually, the wide stone steps of the Ancestral Hall appeared in front of him. The Ancestral Hall remained unchanged, like a sleeping giant, gently sleeping, lying in the embrace of the forest.  The door of the ancestral hall is open, and it is still dim inside. Even the incense candles in the dark depths seem to be sleeping. Everything is so quiet.  Master Daoxuan stood on the stone steps, took a deep breath, and resolutely stepped into the ancestral hall.  In the shadow of the ancestral hall, the down-and-out old man was still repeating his daily work. He did not look back and said lightly: "Why are you here again? As the headmaster of Qingyun, can you be so leisurely?" Master Daoxuan was silent for a moment.  He walked slowly to the altar table, looked at the countless spiritual tablets shrouded in shadow, took a deep breath, then took out three sticks of fine incense from the incense bag next to the incense burner, and carefully lit it on the candle next to it.  He took a step back, stood three feet in front of the altar, respectfully held the incense and bowed three times.  "Xuan'er was trying to save a disciple of Junior Sister Shui Yue in Kongsang Mountain. He was seriously injured and fell into the abyss of death. His life or death is uncertain!" Master Daoxuan sat down cross-legged on a futon in the ancestral hall and said calmly.  In the depths of the darkness, two bright lights suddenly lit up, almost at the same time, as if an invisible sword whistling sound wave passed through the hall. All the incense candles and lights, except for the three sticks of fine incense that Master Daoxuan had just inserted, all lit up.  stand up.  "He is your disciple, not mine. Why did you tell me?" The old man stood in the shadow and turned around. In the darkness, his face could not be seen clearly.  But the temperature in the ancestral hall seemed to have dropped a bit, and a majestic murderous aura was continuously emanating from the old man.  Master Daoxuan seemed not to feel the murderous intention in front of him, and his expression did not change. He only said slowly: "You have taught Xuan'er for many years, I thought, I should also come and let you know." The old man stood and looked.  He didn't say anything for a moment, but the expression on his face became more and more serious.  He moved the corner of his mouth slightly, stepped forward, and walked to the side of Master Daoxuan. He also sat down on another futon less than three feet away from him.  There was silence in the main hall.  ??Huqishan, Ghost King Sect.  A beautiful figure of a woman wearing white clothes and veiled face appeared in the corridor at the foot of the mountain where the main hall of the Ghost King Sect is located. Different from all the gray and dull things around it, when this figure moves, it seems to be shining with dazzling light.  Bringing a splash of color to the depressing atmosphere here.  "No, someone has invaded the main hall!" The two patrolling Ghost King Sect disciples in the distance noticed something strange here, and couldn't help being shocked. They shouted loudly. The woman's face turned cold, and she couldn't see how she acted. The sudden rise behind her  A small blood-red flag was raised, and countless lifelike and ferocious ghosts were carved on the flag, as if they would break out of the wall at the next moment.  The woman snorted coldly, and a blood ring shot out in all directions with her as the center. Wherever it passed, the disciples of the Ghost King Sect along the way vomited blood and flew back like straw puppets.  "Who is so brave, how dare you break into our Ghost King Sect?" Following an angry shout, a hazy blue light came from far to near, blocking all the aftermath of the blood ring.  At the same time, a white-faced scholar walked out from the end of the corridor. He looked at the woman in white, and the look on his face became increasingly weird: "Youare you?" The woman snorted coldly: "Qinglong, it seems you are really  You're so old that you can't even recognize me!" Qinglong's expression changed drastically. He really didn't expect that this person who broke out to teach would come back. He was stunned for a moment, and then saluted the woman: "My subordinate Qinglong,  Greetings, Saint Aunt!" The blood flag behind the woman in white waved gently, "Don't mention what happened back then! You must know why I'm here, I'm here to see him!" "This," Qinglong Mian!  There was still a bit of hesitation on the part of the superior, and he said with a bitter smile: "Holy Aunt, not only Master Long Xuan, but also Miss Baguio has no trace, and her life or death is uncertain. The sect master has sent most of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect to investigate, but the death  Lingyuan is so vast that" "That's your business!" The woman in white had evil eyes, and a faint smell of blood seemed to slowly escape from the blood flag behind her.  "Qinglong, let her in!" A light laughter came from the end of the corridor.  "Yes, Sect Master!" Qinglong responded helplessly, and immediately led the woman in white to the stone room where the Ghost King was!  PS£º??That¡¯s it! This chapter has a lot of connotations!  Ukiyo sets a higher realm, just to lead to more plots, and it will not deviate from the original text, so please rest assured.  In addition, Ukiyo is going to learn how to drive a car tomorrow morning. I estimate that the update will have to be done in the afternoon. Please forgive me!
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