Chapter 168 "Under the Loose Gate, You Can't Repair This Sword" Xiao Lei's face was strange, and he couldn't help but ask: "Why is this?"
Who knew that the living Bodhisattva rolled his eyes: "How do I know that you are a Xiaoyao disciple, you don't know, I will ask who the rules set by your Xiaoyao Patriarch, who knows which tendon in his brain is wrong, maybe he suddenly had a bad brain, maybe he suddenly ate a bad stomach and talked nonsense, maybe the disciples of later generations misunderstood his words, as for why, you might as well go back and ask Xiaoyaozi." ” Xiao Lei was silent for a while.
The secret of the Xiaoyao faction, Xiaoyaozi told himself a lot that day, but what he said was the secret of the anti-heaven, and he didn't say a word about this anti-heaven sword.
It is not known what is hidden in it.
It's also a little depressing to think about, but I have been the "head of the carefree family" for a short time, but I laugh at myself for the secrets of these sects of the Xiaoyao faction, but I don't know anything.
However, the more Xiao Lei thought about it, the more frightened he became, this Xiaoyao faction is really so good that if this anti-heaven trick and anti-heaven sword are all from the Xiaoyao faction, then this invincible mastery in the world can completely make the Xiaoyao faction rampant in the world What is the Xianshan faction Kunlun faction, where is it so powerful After a pause, Xiao Lei couldn't help but ask: "But my senior brother Qinglingzi is really the living Hades."
The Living Bodhisattva sighed and said, "Is this still fake?"
"However, I heard that he entered the Xiaoyao Sect to learn the trick of reversing the heavens for the sake of an opponent in the fairy world.
But I've never heard of any anti-heaven sword. ” How do you know that when this sentence came out, the living Bodhisattva's face became even more strange, and he muttered: "Crazy idiot, this old madman is crazy and crazy to do things, and seems to be crazy and uninhibited, but in fact, he is more persistent than the three of us, alas, and he is also a loss, these thousands of years of things are still in my heart, and I don't forget it for a moment, but it is the three of us, and the thought in my heart has long faded I think that the four of us at the beginning, we all have the same thought, and we want to think better than the one in the sky, so we painstakingly searched everywhere for the peerless school, It was easy to find this half of the remnants of the Anti-Heaven Sword, so I practiced it randomly.
Who knew that such a result would be made, after more than a thousand years, the hearts of the three of us have faded, but this old madman still can't think about it. ” He said this without a head, Xiao Lei wanted to ask but didn't know how to start, so he heard the living Bodhisattva shouting: "Du boy, you like to listen to stories, but no matter how much you listen to stories, you can't defeat this jade girl, or think hard about this anti-heaven sword, my old man is talking, it will never help you, if you want to leave safely, you still rely on yourself."
He stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly, and a ray of golden light shot in front of Xiao Lei, but it was actually a small three-inch-long broken sword.
I only heard the Living Bodhisattva shouting: "This is my spirit sword, and it contains half of the remnants of this anti-heaven sword."
There are also some of my own experiences in cultivating this sword, you should take a good look at this sword not to teach you how to practice hard, but to focus on an understanding of words.
If you understand, you understand, and if you don't understand, you don't understand.
Whether you can practice or not, it depends on your creation.
You are blessed, the anti-heaven trick plus the anti-heaven sword, this mastery is complete.
But that one counts depends on whether you can comprehend the way of heaven. ” Xiao Lei held the three-inch-long broken sword, only to feel that a trace of divine thought immediately came into his mind, for a while, a picture flashed in his mind, and for a while he was so stupid He sat there with his eyes closed, my short sword in his hand, just sat like this, and I don't know how long I sat on the top of my head, the moon was clear and cloudy, it was a day.
Little Thunder didn't move.
The wind rose and the leaves fell, the birds cried and the clouds were gone, and it was another day.
Little Thunder didn't move.
On the third day, the clouds in the sky suddenly messed up, as if a thick cloud of ink was sprinkled on the sky, the dark clouds rolled, faint lightning and thunder, and in a moment, the raindrops of soybeans were poured down.
The rain knocked down the leaves, rolled up the mud, filled the stream, and gave life to the shoots.
Little Thunder didn't move.
The Living Bodhisattva always sat next to Xiao Lei, he seemed to be settled with Xiao Lei, but if he stood close, he could see clearly, his big and small eyes, but they never closed for a moment, and his eyes fell on Xiao Lei's body all the time.
The rain came and went quickly, Xiao Lei's expression was blank, and he sat there with his eyes closed, like an eternal rock, the rain soaked his clothes, wet his hair, and strengthened his feet, but he sat there, and finally even the breath of his body was restrained.
The Living Bodhisattva gradually felt a trace of strangeness, if it weren't for the eyes looking at him, simply relying on the breath to sense, he would almost not feel the existence of Xiao Lei On the fourth day, the rain stopped, the air was flexible, and the light was bright.
But Xiao Lei sat there, and the Living Bodhisattva felt more and more the strangeness of his breath, as if with the naked eye, he seemed to disappear at any time.
But at this moment, Xiao Lei suddenly opened his eyes.
He didn't look at the living bodhisattva at all, Shi Shiran stood up and slowly walked under the root of the tree, hiding a little blankness in his eyes, and slowly reading something in his mouth.
"Hey, boy, did you realize something?"
Xiao Lei shook his head and muttered in his mouth: "I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't understand."
He picked up a wildflower that had been soaked in rain and died, and his two fingers were gently clamped, and a flash of brilliance suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Then he stood there, his eyes staring at the wildflower in his hand, as if he was stupid.
It's another day On the other side of the stream, although the original jade Jizi had an indifferent expression, she was a little disappreciative in her heart.
As the head of Kunlun, he also knows a little bit about the ancient secret history of these immortal forests, although he is quite shocked to hear the living Bodhisattva talk about it like this, but when it comes to Xiao Lei can learn that sword in a short period of time, he can defeat himself, it is absolutely unbelievable It's just that seeing that Xiao Lei has been in the country for a few days, his mana is also mysterious, and he has also felt the change in Xiao Lei's breath to some extent, although he was shocked in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
Now seeing Xiao Lei standing there, staring at a branch of dead grass in his hand, he was stunned for a long time, and he faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he couldn't say anything for a while.
Until the starry sky replaced the blue sky, and the waning moon replaced the red sky, Xiao Lei suddenly smiled.
He slowly raised his two fingers, only to see that the originally withered flowers and plants in his hand actually slowly stretched out a few young shoots, the tender green buds spread up a little bit, and Xiao Lei's smile seemed to have a trace of something that was not there before.
He stared at the Living Bodhisattva and said slowly, "I understand. ” Kunlun Jade will always remember this day, on this night, under the starry sky, this young boy stood on the other side of the stream, only a dozen steps away from him, twisting a wild flower in his hand, with a smile on his face, his eyes flashed with a strange look, he seemed to stand there casually, but with the starry sky above his head and his feet on the earth, as if he had been standing here for a long time.
"Heaven is harmony, all things are life, this is the so-called heaven has the virtue of good life, all living beings are God-given.
It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's The sword was originally used to kill, and the sword was not to give life, but to deprive the ridiculous cultivation of what heavenly sword and what heavenly way to comprehend, it was all wrong.
The so-called cultivation of immortals, every sentence does not leave the heavenly harmony, the cultivation of immortals, the cultivation of the sword, every sentence does not leave the way of heaven, even if it is a profound mana, no matter how deep the Dao foundation, the sword that is practiced is not murderous The sword, killing is also God-given life, and the sword is deprived of this sword for the sake of going against the sky, in fact, it is ridiculous, more pathetic, and it is a pity, and it is a pity that thousands of people in the world make the sword, but they just open and close their mouths is a word, a Taoist word, but it is wrong, it is so wrong that it is ridiculously wrong This sword is against the sky, not because this sword is going against any sky, but I hope to give the sword of the world a correct name because, all swords, should not be what and qidao qi, if there is no killing, no deprivation, there is no sword.
Therefore, there is no sword against the sky, because all the swords in this world should be against the heavens, and this is the way that is against the heavens, and the sword is only about killing, regardless of the given."
Under the starry sky, Xiao Lei's eyes gradually became calm, and he smiled slowly: "The sword and the way of heaven are originally two opposing existences, but the people who practice in the world are all wrong, since they are all wrong, since they cultivate the sword, they should abandon what the heavens and the heavens, if there is no killing in the heart, then what is the use of the sword?"
Xiao Lei suddenly flicked his fingers lightly on the weed, and the tips of his fingers actually shot out a faint sword qi, crushing the weeds in his hand piece by piece "I repair this sword as a rebel against the sky, and subvert it" Xiao Lei held his head to the sky, stepped on the ground, looked coldly at the living Bodhisattva and Jade Lady in front of him, and said loudly: "If I cultivate the sword, turn my hands into clouds, and cover my hands for rain, what is his way of heaven" The Living Bodhisattva was the closest to Xiao Lei, and when he heard Xiao Lei's words hit his heart word by word, his face seemed to age a lot in an instant, and he muttered in a low voice: "Turn your hands over for clouds, cover your hands for rain, don't care what his heavenly way is" He suddenly laughed loudly, with a bit of desolation in his laughter, and laughed wildly: "Okay, well, it turns out that we are all wrong, not only the four of us, but also the sword cultivators in the world, we are all wrong, and we are sad, pitiful, and lamentable."
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