The First Immortal of Swordsmanship

In the end, Emperor Kuxuan didn't find the cicada.

"Strange, what caught my attention must be something other than a simple existence. Who could it be?" Emperor Kuxuan frowned.

The Qi of the Emperor of Heaven blends with Zhou Xu's rules, and the people and things that can trigger the Emperor's instinct are destined to be extraordinary people and things. Unfortunately, the mysterious aura left too quickly and left little trace.

Shaking his head, Emperor Kuxuan stopped thinking and walked towards Taiwu Sect.

This battle in Xiaoyaozhou allowed him to obtain an eternal throne from Su Yi, which was a great event.

In the past, if there was such an eternal throne, the Taiwu Sect would have dared not to take other Heavenly Emperor-level forces into consideration! After all, those Heavenly Emperor-level forces in the world have never had two Heavenly Emperors at the same time.

However, Emperor Ku Xuan knew in his heart that even if Taiwu Sect had two Heavenly Emperors, they were not destined to dominate the world. Everything is because of the presence of Li Xin Jian Zhai!

···……

The cicada, with its dim vitality and cracked wings, has been flying in time and space. Until dawn, this cicada has arrived in front of the ancestral court of Lingshan!

However, the current Lingshan Ancestral Court, the "Lingshan Cave Sky" where it occupies, had been torn apart and turned into ruins as early as yesterday. When the cicada arrived, all the monks from the Lingshan Ancestral Court gathered on the ruins, looking sad.

Surprisingly, even if the ancestral court collapsed, the disciples of the Lingshan ancestral court did not neglect their studies. Waves of morning bells rang as before, and a solemn atmosphere enveloped the sky over the ruins.

There was an old monk sitting cross-legged with a calm expression on his face, teaching sutras and teachings to the monks under his disciples.

There are also some big figures from the Lingshan ancestral court who are leading many disciples to rebuild the mountain gate on the ruins. The passing of the Third Buddha did not seem to bring a heavy blow to the Lingshan Ancestral Court.

Even though the ancestral court was reduced to ruins, the Lingshan ancestral court still did not hesitate or panic, and dealt with this huge disaster in an orderly manner. After the cicada flew here from Heishui Tiandu, it seemed to have lost all its strength and suddenly fell to the ground.

The wings with countless cracks quietly shattered into countless pieces and dissipated all over the place. Even its body continued to disintegrate like broken porcelain.

At this moment, seeing that the cicada was about to perish, a foot wearing mango shoes appeared next to the cicada. Immediately afterwards, a big hand as white as jade picked up the cicada and gently caressed it in the palm of his hand.

The sky is bright, and on the ruins of the Lingshan ancestral court in the distance, the morning bells are echoing, and the sound of chanting is like the sound of nature.

The owner of the big white hand that picked up the cicada was a young monk with fair complexion and plain appearance. He was wearing an old gray monk's robe and mango shoes. Other than that, he had no other accessories.

He stood there with an indifferent temperament that was as clear as water and as simple as stone. Because he had no edge at all, it was easy for people to ignore him. But seeing him would make anyone feel an indescribable gentle and friendly charm.

He looked down at the Zen in his palm and said softly: "You, you, the three true bodies, could have transcended the past, present life, and future, and walked a path that no one in Buddhism has ever walked before."

There was a hint of helplessness and regret in his voice.

"Unfortunately, my Zen mind is unstable but my mind is too scheming. Without the true meaning of Mahayana that can help the world, how can I fully understand the great ambition to save all sentient beings? Naturally... I will lose one end on the road."

The young monk sighed softly.

The cicada was silent and motionless, with countless cracks in its body. It was obvious that it would completely disintegrate and wither, but in the palm of the monk's hand, it never really shattered.

"I don't blame you for being stubborn. Taichu was just like you back then. He lost to that sword cultivator once a long time ago."

The young monk's eyes were full of reminiscence, as if he was remembering the past a long time ago, "And I once lost to a person who was in charge of reincarnation and understood the secret of life's nirvana."

for a long time.

The young monk smiled slightly, his eyes returned to the ancient well, and said, "After this tribulation, you should have clearly understood the true meaning of the Three Worlds Dharma, and it is also a good thing to live towards death." The voice was still echoing, The cicada in the palm suddenly trembled slightly, and soon the body that was on the verge of disintegration glowed with a weak and invisible vitality.

The young monk closed his five fingers together like a lotus seal, and a strange and mysterious force immediately sealed the cicada inside.

"I will take you to the other side to take a look at the place where Taichu was defeated, and also take a look at...the battlefield where I paid for my life." The young monk said and walked away.

In the distance, on the ruins of the Lingshan ancestral court, the sound of chanting is still echoing, and countless monks are busy. From beginning to end, no one discovered that the young monk had appeared!

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the young monk stopped and turned to look at a white cloud under the sky in the distance.

"It turns out that one is an old friend, and the other is a golden silkworm born in the chaos of immortality. No wonder he can spy on my whereabouts. It's really interesting." A smile appeared in the eyes of the young monk.

After thinking for a while, he clasped his hands together and nodded toward the white cloud under the distant sky. Then, the young monk stepped away.

Until the young monk disappeared, two figures appeared in the white cloud.

One is a woman with a dark green spear in her hand, her long hair tied into a ponytail with a red rope, an extremely slender figure, wearing a bronze mask, and a pair of eyes with a faint purple glow in the depths.

The other is a woman with a golden "snake swallowing tail" mark between her eyebrows. Her appearance is as beautiful as a girl's. It was Lin Jinghong and A Cai!

"Sister Lin, that monk actually spied on your and my whereabouts!"

A Cai was shocked, "He...could he be from the other side?"

Lin Jinghong's eyes dimmed uncertainly as he said, "If I'm not wrong, that guy is far from being as strong as the other side. He... Speaking of this, Lin Jinghong suddenly shut up and grabbed A Cai's arm, "Let's go. Go meet someone with me. "

"Who?" A Cai was confused.

"My father's senior sister, my senior uncle."

Lin Jinghong said, as if thinking of something, his eyes were a little strange, "Let's go and meet the man named Su on the way."

A Cai didn't know who Lin Jinghong's uncle was, but he knew who the "person named Su" was. His eyes suddenly lit up, "Sister Lin, you are finally willing to take me to see Brother Su!"

Lin Jinghong curled his lips, "Why am I happy to see him? Even if he is very popular now, I don't care about it!!" A Cai pursed his lips and smiled.

Since the beginning of the human world, Sister Lin and Brother Su Dao have been at odds with each other. The two are like enemies, facing each other. "move!"

Lin Jinghong took one step and disappeared into thin air with A Cai. this day,

Lin Jinghong and A Cai headed towards Xiaoyaozhou.

The young monk took the cicada out of the eternal heaven, stepped on the long river of destiny, and headed for the other side. Square inch ancestral court.

In a cave located at the top of a mountain, Su Yi was sitting cross-legged, meditating, and practicing his Taoism.

His current cultivation level is still at the early stage of the Destiny Realm. Even after a great battle, his cultivation level has not improved much. All because the foundation of the great path he built is too strong, and it is extremely difficult to progress in cultivation.

In addition, one must temper one's state of mind, Taoist body, and soul, condense the principles of Taoism, hone one's attainments in swordsmanship, and delve into all kinds of magical powers and secrets. The effort and time required are far beyond what others can imagine.

"In this eternal heaven, it has become increasingly difficult to find a way to make rapid progress in my practice." Su Yi quietly opened his eyes and sighed softly.

The higher the Tao Xing, the rarer the Dao resources required. If you want to significantly improve your Taoist behavior, there are no more than two ways.

First, fight against the enemy and hone your potential between life and death. Second, opportunity! But in today's Eternal Heaven Realm, looking at the entire world, it is difficult for Su Yi to find anyone worthy of fighting. As for the strong men from the other side, they are restricted by the rules of the Hidden World Mountain and dare not interfere in worldly affairs.

As for opportunity...

Opportunities are everywhere in the world, but there are very few that can truly improve Su Yi's Taoism.

Although the emperors of heaven have ruled the world for such a long time, although they have infinite scenery, the cruel reality is that during these long years, their path has been stagnant.

Also in the realm of destiny. I have never set foot on the other side!

This is best reflected in Emperor Qingyi.

She once went to explore the other side alone, hoping to embark on the road to becoming an ancestor. She went through all the ups and downs and dangers, but she was not defeated on the road of seeking. Instead, she suffered a disaster at the hands of Laojun Gou Chen! !

One can imagine how difficult it is for the Emperor of Heaven to break through on this long river of destiny.

On the contrary, if you find a way to break through, or if you encounter an opportunity, it will be difficult to achieve a breakthrough without even thinking about it.

The same Emperor Qingyi struggled to find the way to become an ancestor, but because of his acquaintance with Su Yi, he gained Ruosu's appreciation and personally taught him the secret of becoming an ancestor.

Naturally, I won’t have to worry about not being able to break through in the future! However, Su Yi was not in a hurry.

The key to spiritual practice is to keep your Taoist mind steady and seek what you want from yourself. There is never a lack of opportunities on the road. "Why, invincible in the world, so lonely that it feels cold up there?"

Lu Hongpao's voice sounded with a teasing tone.

She stayed in Su Yi's retreat cave and refused to leave, saying she wanted to practice with Su Yi.

At this moment, she was lying lazily on a soft couch, with various snacks and fruits beside her. She was holding a volume of Fangcun Mountain's inherited secret book, reading and eating at the same time, feeling extremely comfortable.

Because her legs were crossed, the hem of her fire-like dress slipped down, revealing a section of smooth, crystal-pink snow-white jade legs, which was really eye-catching.

Although Su Yi didn't mean it, she couldn't help but glance at the curvy legs, feeling a little strange in her heart. The girl in red robe really didn't treat her friends as outsiders!

"I can't even speak of being humble at a high place. On the road, there are quite a few people who are better than me."

Su Yi took out the jug and took a sip, "It's a pity that at this level of Emperor of Heaven, it's hard to meet anyone who can fight with me." "Where is Yi Tianzun??" Lu Hongpao blinked her charming and beautiful eyes. , "That person is the lord of all the emperors in the early prehistoric times!"

Just as he said this, the voice of the leader Lu Ye sounded outside the cave:

"Master, the Hongling Heavenly Emperor of the Ancient Heaven is here to visit. He said that he came on the orders of his ancestor Yi Tianzun." Su Yi and Lu Hongpao were startled and looked at each other. What a coincidence.