Apotheosis – Ascension to Godhood

Luo Zheng was very resistant to other things getting into his mind.

After all, no scale is still in his mind, in case of being snooped by others, I am afraid it will cause some unnecessary trouble.

Just as the blue silk came in, Luo Zheng was slightly surprised and said in his heart: "Nine-five-seven, this thing will not..."

"Don't panic, this is a fantasy created by the sword with the eternal meaning of the sword. This thing can't pry into your mind," explained the opportunity in September 25, "not to mention the measure in your mind, but Chiyou’s stunned, it’s no big deal to be discovered...”

Even now, 9252 does not hold hope for the integration of Shinto.

Luo Zheng was a little bit in the heart, and the blue silk broke into the mind and quickly connected with the soul of Luo Zheng. Then he found that all the scenery around him disappeared.

The big swordsman, the rooftop, the scenery in the distance...

What still exists is the towering sword in front of you, as well as the disciples of the thirteen school palaces, and the translations in their hands!

"It’s a magical fantasy..."

"This eternal true meaning of the sword is as real as it is!"

"It's no wonder that in the face of the training of the towering swords, I can do more with less. I feel that my head is clear and clear!"

Lai Huabei and others were full of excitement, reaching out and gently touching the blue filament in front of the forehead.

The disciples of several other schools heard the words of Lai Huabei, their faces were full of disdain, and faintly whispered.

"The sword school does not know where to collect some of the soil buns?"

"It seems like the first time watching the sword..."

"The school was originally a garbage dump. Do you still expect them to collect any genius?"

"Don't ignore them, don't waste time!"

The funeral sword palace, the disciples of the demon sword palace have already picked up the translation in their hands, and they have read the words in their mouths and began to read the translations in their hands.

Their voices are very loud, and one word is drawn from their mouths, and it is very smooth...

"In the beginning of the sword, the ancient search for, the sword heart, for the Hengchang Yundao..."

One person is so chanting, two people are also so chanting, everyone is chanting at their own pace, so many sounds come together to form the noise in the eyes.

Lai Huabei also holds the translated chanting, "Too, too, too early..."

The true meaning of chanting is extremely difficult, and Lai Huabei is just getting started. With the intrusion of surrounding voices, where can I concentrate? I can't read it after reading three or four words...

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng brows slightly wrinkled, turned to ask Qiu Siyuan, "I want to pick a clean place, the original reason should be a clean place, they are so noisy, will it affect others?"

Qiu Siyuan shook his head gently. "The big brother of Luo Zheng did not know, and the thirteen school palaces competed with each other. The true meaning of such cultivation is also the intention of their palace..."

"How come there are such weird rules," Luo Zheng brows slightly wrinkled.

"They said that if they can really understand the truth, the natural heart is without the influence of others, but the impact is still quite big. I don't know which idiot is making the rules," said Qiu Siyuan. "And you see the big sky." The sword's sword body, when they cultivate the true meaning of the Tao, they will also attack each other! We are called the true sword fighting!"

Looking at the direction pointed by Qiu Siyuan, Luo Zheng saw a strip of cyan gathered on the broad sword, and at the end of the blue silk was a sword-shaped pattern.

These sword-shaped patterns are large and small, the height of one person is high, and the small one is only the length of the little finger.

“What do these sword-shaped patterns represent?” Luo Zheng asked.

"It is the degree of understanding of the true meaning of the Tao... You look at me, only to slap the size, I can recite two or three hundred words before, so it is so big, Luo Zheng big brother, you are the first practice sword Eternal true meaning? So only the thumb is the size," explains Qiu Siyuan.

This can only recognize the degree of eternal and true cultivation of swords and swords. Although Luo Zheng has completed the natural meaning of Taoism, it is impossible to show two completely different true meanings.

Luo Zheng saw the end of the thread connecting himself. There was really only a thumb-shaped sword-shaped pattern. He smiled and said: "It is interesting..."

In addition to him, Lai Huabei and others are also the size of the little finger. On the contrary, the Liu Ci'an should have cultivated the eternal true meaning of the sword, and they are slightly longer than Luo Zheng, about the degree of the index finger.

"bass!"

"bass!"

At this moment, the sound of gold and iron was heard in this piece of thought.

Luo Zheng followed the source of the sound and looked up. He saw that the two swords and hats on the towering swords were attacked by each other. It was just a picture, and it really sounded a sword collision!

In the funeral sword palace and the demon sword palace, each of the disciples suddenly got up.

The silk thread on their foreheads is connected to the two largest sword-shaped patterns. The two of them look at each other and their eyes are blazing. The sound of chanting in the mouth is getting louder and louder!

One person will be embarrassed, "Red Red Fire Emperor, five yuan revenge, for the Wanli, not destroying the people, not..."

The other one is embarrassed, "God is blazing, righteous, not my life, not my name..."

"The two guys are called Qiu Yi, and one is called Yue Baicheng. It is the best two school disciples in this group. The two belong to the funeral sword palace and the demon sword palace. They belong to the two major families. It’s all about tit-for-tat. I want to step on the other side. Every time they both carry out the true sword fight, hehe...the others are not in their eyes.” Autumn thoughts faintly smiled, and the eyes were quite lonely.

Everyone wants to be the most dazzling genius, but Qiu Siyuan also knows that it is difficult to reach that height, and the heart is deeply helpless except for the shackles.

"We are coming slowly, as long as we do not stop, one step at a time, always catch up slowly," Luo Zheng smiled.

Qiu Siyuan shrugged his shoulders, did not refute Luo Zheng, turned the translation of his hand in the wild, and began to whisper the eternal true meaning of the sword.

......

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Above the platform.

After the big swordsman opened the big battle, he carried his hands and looked at the big sword.

The palace owners of each school also came over at this time.

"This group of school disciples are almost all starting at the same time. Qiu Yi and Yue Baicheng have already left others behind, and other disciples may not be able to catch up," said a petite woman looking at the towering sword. Said, this woman is the palace of the sword palace, she said while looking towards Qiu Yi and Yue Baicheng, there is a hint of regret in the eyes, the first time I did not put Qiu Yi on the sword palace is her biggest misstep.

"What happened to Ningjian Xuegong today? So many people have come?" asked the curiosity of the angry sword palace, and he looked around and looked around. "The guy who won the autumn wins water did not come..."

"What is he doing? Anyway, the garbage of the Sword School can't play any tricks. He doesn't want to turn over in the Presbyterian Church in his life," said the Lord of the Sword Palace.

However, her voice has just fallen, and there are two glimpses in the distance.

The winner is Qiu Shengshui and the “Autumn Palace”.