The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 507 The Sword That Tears Time and Space ([-]-character chapter)
Cihang Jingzhai.

Cihang Jingzhai is located on Dita Peak. There is a stone plaque engraved on both sides of the mountain road with the words "My home is in the mountain, and I don't know where the clouds are deep."In the past, there should be two disciples of Cihang Jingzhai guarding here, one is to receive the distinguished guests who come to visit, and the other is to guard against the younger generation.

But today, not only are there more than a dozen people standing guard beside the mountain gate, which was previously laxly defended, but there are also patrols of ten people galloping past in the distance.At the gazebo halfway up the mountain, two nuns dressed in elders' costumes meditated quietly, looking vigilantly into the distance from time to time.

There are two nuns, one has been ordained, and the other is practicing with her hair.

"Senior sister, do you know what happened in the door?" The nun with hair and practice looked around vigilantly, and then asked in a low voice with faint curiosity in her eyes.

They were ordered to return to the sect, but they didn't even know what happened, so they were assigned to patrol outside the mountain gate.Such a guarded attitude has never appeared in the history of Cihang Jingzhai, how could they not be curious.

"Hey, Junior Sister has been stationed in other places all year round, so I don't know that something serious happened at the mountain gate." The nun's expression changed, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and her eyes were flickering with fear.Her voice trembled, as if she had thought of something extremely terrifying.

Nunnie paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "The Rain Appreciation Pavilion is destroyed!"

Rain Pavilion?
The nun with the hair who practiced was full of confusion, and she couldn't get back to her senses.

The Rain Appreciation Pavilion is located in the back mountain of Cihang Jingzhai. It is one of the most closely guarded places of the sect, and it is also a place for the sisters of the Shanmen to play and play after practicing.There is no special importance here, even if it is destroyed, it is nothing, how could the mountain gate be so violent?

Could it be that someone sneaked into the mountain gate and destroyed the Rain Appreciation Pavilion in full view as a provocation?
Thinking of what happened to Cihang Jingzhai in recent days, and the news of the birth of the first emperor of Jin Dynasty and the protector of the country, the leading nun's heart suddenly sank, and she asked anxiously, "Could it be that Dajin made a move?"

The nun looked strange and shook her head slightly.

No?

The nun who led the hair became more and more puzzled, since it was not Da Jin who made the move, why there was such a big movement in the division.Even if the great master strikes, isn't the master's sect defenseless?

The nun was silent for a moment, then murmured: "It's God!"

day!
The nun with hair was completely dazed, she blinked her clear eyes foolishly, with an expression like you were teasing me.

God shot at the teacher! ?
This joke is not funny at all!

Cihang Jingzhai back mountain, the pavilion for appreciating the rain.

The Rain Appreciation Pavilion is located on a platform halfway up the back mountain of Dita Peak. Looking down the bottomless mountain, you can see the rolling sea of ​​clouds and the turbulent waves, which makes people feel like they are in the legendary fairy land of Yaochi.Especially when it rains, the place is even more dense, giving people a feeling of being in a heavenly palace.

It is precisely because of these wonderful sights that this place has become the favorite place for the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai.

But today, the Rain Appreciation Pavilion that once left fond memories for countless disciples of Cihang Jingzhai has disappeared, and a stone tablet with a height of one foot stands in place.The stele is as transparent as jade, with complex and strange patterns engraved on it, which shines brilliantly under the scorching sun.

And the platform that used to be quite broad, at this time, most of it has been cut off.

If you look down from the fracture, you can find that the fracture is as smooth as a mirror, like a carefully polished stone tool.

But in the eyes of many martial arts masters, this place was clearly cut off from top to bottom.If you look intently at the cliff here, you will be able to see a heavenly weapon descending from the sky, as if it wants to cut off the earth!

Even Fan Qinghui, the top expert of Cihang Jingzhai, couldn't give birth to the slightest desire to resist in front of that terrifying sword intent that was beyond description.She even had a feeling that if she faced the person who destroyed the Rain Appreciation Pavilion, she might not even be able to take a look from him!

After all, the way of the sword that cuts through the world is just a bit of sword intent remaining on the cliff!
On the mountain road outside the platform, Fan Qinghui sat cross-legged with a group of important figures from Cihang Jingzhai, each of them frowned, and their faces were full of worry.

They have been sitting here for three days, and they have guarded the place for three days.

But after three days, they didn't find any abnormalities, and they didn't see anyone else appearing.Everything here seems to be what the disciple who witnessed the incident said that day, and it is the work of heaven!
Fan Qinghui's face was exhausted, and he looked at the other people with red eyes who were also exhausted, and said hesitantly, "Everyone, what do you think about this matter?"

Everyone looked at each other, frowning and saying nothing.

God, it is naturally impossible.

But let's not talk about how much cultivation is needed to cut off the cliff with a sword, nor how shocking the sword intent left on it is.The most important thing is that the other party has deceived hundreds of masters in Cihang Jingzhai.In other words, if the other party has the heart, he can do whatever he wants in Cihang Jingzhai.

And no matter it is a peerless master who is lurking by the side and can do whatever he wants, he has suffered the punishment of heaven.For Cihang Jingzhai, neither is a good thing.

Cihang Jingzhai has always regarded himself as the spokesperson of the way of heaven, presiding over the righteous way of the world and intervening in the disputes between emperors and emperors.If people think that Cihang Jingzhai has been punished by heaven, let alone what fellows in the world think, the disciples of the sect must be renounced.But if people know that there are peerless masters who are spying on Cihang Jingzhai and have the ability to do whatever they want in Cihang Jingzhai, what will the disciples think?
The most troublesome problem is that there must be an explanation for this matter.If you continue to remain silent, it will only make things more and more complicated.

Everyone was helpless, and they really didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a joyous voice sounded from the mountain path below: "I found it, Master Wuxiu found the record of the Rain Appreciation Pavilion."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay when they heard the words, some couldn't react.

Find the record of the Rain Appreciation Pavilion, what does it mean?
While everyone was wondering, a middle-aged nun with crow's feet in the corners of her eyes came galloping down the mountain, holding two things in her hand.One of them is a letter left by Cihang Jingzhai's ancestors, and there is another one-foot-and-a-half-long scroll.

The nun came to Fan Qinghui, handed over the two items respectfully, and said hurriedly: "Uncle Wuxiu has something to say, Master Zhai will understand the changes after seeing these two items."

Everyone was full of doubts, but they didn't know what to say.

Wuxiu is the only surviving veteran of Cihang Jingzhai, and everyone sitting there should at least call out "Master Uncle".Everyone still has a certain fondness for this sect patriarch who has long been out of touch with world affairs and guards the Cangdian Pavilion all day long.

But, why did Master Wuxiu know about this?
Fan Qinghui was also puzzled, but she did not hesitate, but directly took the two items from the nun.

Wu Yun! ?
When Fan Qinghui saw the name on the letter, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, with a touch of sadness and nostalgia on her expression.

It turned out to be the master's handwriting?

At the same time, she was even more puzzled. She had read the master's handbook more than once. The most important thing was that the master had passed away for decades, how could there be records here?

Fan Qinghui was at a loss, but instinctively opened the page that had already been marked in the handbook.

In the seventh year of the first emperor 850, there was a heavenly man who suppressed demons and Yu Di stepped on the peak!
Fan Qinghui was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.She never remembered that there was this record in the master's handbook, and there was a heaven and man suppressing demons on Di Ta Peak?
Are you kidding me?
Seeing Fan Qinghui's expression, the others became more curious and anxious.

Is there really a record about this place?

But what did the Veteran Master see, that he would have such an expression?
It took Fan Qinghui a while to come back to his senses, and handed the letter to everyone in a daze.The other people couldn't wait to take the letter, and then fell into a state of confusion.

After a while, everyone stared wide-eyed, but no one spoke.

Most of them are Wu Yun's disciples, even if they are not, they have read the handbook.

There must be no problem with the handwriting, it is completely Wu Yun's handwriting.There is not even a trace of modification in the manuscript, and the traces of pen and ink were left decades ago.

But the biggest problem is that they don't remember this description in the handbook at all.If one person may forget something, it is impossible for everyone to suffer from amnesia, right?
Moreover, the change in the Rain Appreciation Pavilion just happened in the past two days.If there was this thing more than 100 years ago, it makes no sense that everyone would not be impressed!

evil!
So evil!

For a moment, even the most daring person could not help but feel chills in their hands and feet.

They looked at each other, but no one spoke.Because they don't know what to say and what to ask.

"By the way, what is that scroll?" A nun suddenly asked when she saw the scroll in the hands of the visitor.

Others were attracted and looked at the picture scroll in the hands of the visitor.

Uncle Wuxiu said that after seeing these two things, one will understand the mystery of them.Now that the manuscript has been read, the scroll is naturally the key.

The visitor respectfully handed it over to Fan Qinghui without hesitation.

Fan Qinghui hurriedly took it without even thinking about returning the gift.In front of everyone, she couldn't wait to open it.When she saw the scene on the picture scroll, her eyes suddenly became like copper bells, and she exclaimed in high spirits: "Impossible."

She froze there, not even noticing that the scroll in her hand rolled down to the ground unknowingly.

The picture scroll fell to the ground and was displayed half-hidden in front of everyone.

A peerless beauty with fluttering white hair stands proudly in the sky, and below is the scene of Emperor Ta Peak.Although it was just a picture scroll, the aura emanating from the beauty gave everyone a vastness and heaviness like the sky.Although Di Ta Peak is majestic, it has become a foil for others at this time.

Ants!

At that moment, they only felt that they were as humble as ants.He even couldn't help but want to kneel down on the ground and express his remorse for his blasphemous behavior of looking directly at the goddess!
What a terrifying breath, what a terrifying powerhouse!
This was everyone's first thought, but when they noticed the beautiful woman's face, their last thought was, impossible!
"This, this is Fei Xuan!"

After a while, someone with a blank face said dryly in a low voice.

"Gollum."

Someone swallowed secretly, and nodded in the same blank, just missing the word "dumb" written on his face.

Concubine Shixuan is the previous saintess of Cihang Jingzhai, and they have watched them grow up with their own eyes, so how could everyone fail to recognize her.But they didn't understand why there was a portrait of Shi Feixuan here.

And the concubine Xuan in the picture scroll, whether it is the temperament of being too forgetful, or the strength that is so terrifying that everyone can't imagine, is much worse than the girl in their memory!
If it weren't for everyone's self-cultivation, they would have already used countless MMPs to express their bewildered feelings.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and looked at Fan Qinghui one after another.They need an explanation, an answer that can explain it all.

Fan Qinghui had already recovered her indifferent expression, her beautiful face was full of thoughtfulness, as if she had realized everything now.She didn't show any abnormality in the eyes of everyone.

But only she knows that she is not much better than others, her heart is at a loss and full of doubts.

It's just that, as the owner of Cihang Jingzhai, even if she doesn't see anything, she must maintain enough self-confidence in this moment of panic.

And at the moment when the scroll was unfolded, no one noticed that the stone tablet not far away was covered with a faint divine light.Suddenly, the divine light on the stone tablet burst forth, and countless mysterious divine writings soared into the sky, like white dragons cruising in the void.

In the void, there was a sigh: "Dream back to ancient times, and watch the sea change into mulberry fields. For four thousand years, I have read all the vicissitudes of the world. I sat on Dita Peak for 200 years, and finally became the fruit of Taoism."

The voice was ethereal and without a trace, as if it had descended from the nine heavens, and it seemed to come from the long past.

His voice carried an indescribable loneliness and loneliness, which made everyone feel sad and sad, and the corners of their eyes were soaked with tears unconsciously.

They were horrified in their hearts, and they turned their heads to look at the stele, but they couldn't stop the tears from the corners of their eyes.

What kind of state has this person's cultivation reached? Just a sentence that I don't know when to leave it can affect my mood!

And this! ?
Is it!

Dreaming back to ancient times, traveling in the world of mortals for four thousand years, the picture scroll of Shi Feixuan who shouldn't exist!
Everyone was no idiot, they connected everything together in an instant, and thought of the almost impossible answer.

"Master, the disciple is back!"

At the same time, a complex voice sounded from the void again.

Above the stone stele, divine scripts floated in the sky, forming a looming portal.Through the colorful portal, everyone vaguely saw a graceful figure inside.Her figure is both virtual and real, as if she could go from illusion to reality at any time!

Looking at the looming figure in the door, Fan Qinghui reached out tremblingly to hold something, and said excitedly with tears in his eyes: "Okay, good boy, just come back."

She was excited for a moment, but she didn't get a response from the portal, so she managed to suppress the excitement and surprise in her heart, looked at the crowd, and said with a smile: "Men and sisters, have you ever understood?"

Everyone looked at each other with complicated emotions.

To be clear is to be clear.

However, traveling through the past even changed a small piece of history!
Even if it is only the most insignificant bit in the long river of history, it is something that everyone can hardly imagine.

That saintess concubine Xuan who once made Cihang Jingzhai proud, was chased by talents all over the world, and made Cihang Jingzhai ashamed, how far has she grown now! ?

They don't know and can't think of it.

But they understand one thing, this day will change!

It is not only the sky of Cihang Jingzhai, but also the sky of Kyushu in the Central Plains!

Who in the world can stop a concubine Xuan who has traveled through the past four thousand years and understood Taoism and fruition in the long river of history?
Yuan Tiangang couldn't, and neither could the First Emperor!

"Congratulations to Senior Sister, and Congratulations to Concubine Xuan and Senior Nephew for getting the great opportunity to realize the Supreme Dao Fruit."

"Congratulations, Senior Sister, Feixuan is the first disciple in the history of our Jingzhai who has attained enlightenment."

"Heck, senior sister finally got what she wanted and found the best heir. I really make my sisters envious."

"Yes, nephew Feixuan, hey, a new generation replaces the old one."

After everyone realized it, they congratulated Fan Qinghui one after another, their eyes were full of envy and a touch of awe.

Fan Qinghui nodded with a smile, feeling overjoyed.

She knew that everyone was expressing their opinion to herself.

At this moment, no one is uninterested in bringing up the humiliation caused by Shi Feixuan to Cihang Jingzhai, and no one mentions the rumors that Shi Feixuan and the Demon Sect secretly negotiated the song.

At this moment, she became Cihang Jingzhai's hundred-year-old, no, the most talented disciple in history, the pure and inviolable saint of Cihang Jingzhai.

As for the humiliation that Concubine Shixuan had suffered, no, no, no, it was just a small disaster sent by the Buddha to his devout disciples, a disaster that tested the disciple's heart and devotion.Otherwise, how could Feixuan have made such great progress, and how could she have traveled through the past and realized Dao fruit in a short period of time?
Facts have proved that I and others complained before, but they just didn't understand the true meaning of Buddha and didn't understand the deep meaning.

Everyone looked at each other with smiles, and all the unhappiness and differences in the past disappeared without a trace without knowing it.As for the current saint, Qin Mengyao, she also seemed to be forgotten.

Their faces were full of longing, as if they had seen the day when Cihang Jingzhai shook the world!
No, that day is not far away.

Everyone looked at the dense portal, their hearts were extremely hot.

They decided that they would spend the rest of their time here building a house and building a shed, carefully understanding the teachings of the Buddha, understanding the true meaning of Shi Feixuan's suffering, and seeing with their own eyes that scene that will surely become a legend!
(End of this chapter)