"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart.
The breeze is silent, and the waves are not alarmed.
Sitting alone, the harp whistled and sounded.
Zen silence is settled, and the poisonous dragon hides ......"
Zheng Ruhai's expression was solemn, and he silently recited a heart-clearing mantra.
However, he couldn't calm down, and then he remembered that his senior brother once said that if you talk about the pure heart mantra, it is still stronger than the Buddhism.
In Journey to the West, the Tang monk of Buddhism and the Huli Daxian of Daomen meditate, but in fact, the comparison is the realm.
This realm is the state of mind, and if this state of mind is chaotic, it is not far from losing.
Moreover, in this immortal cultivation world, there are many mountains, and no matter how big the gods are, there are also times when they stumble in front of the horse, who knows if there is a great god behind this kid.
"I don't know if the immortal friend is the disciple of the hidden old monster, or if he has the mantle of that Gu Immortal."
Zheng Ruhai asked with a fire, he took a deep breath and warned himself not to mess up.
With his current cultivation, killing Chu Wangxian is only a matter of one day, and since Chu Wangxian's life is in his hands, there is no need to rush for a while.
"I was lucky to teach myself, so I worried about the fairy friends."
Chu Wangxian patted his sleeve and looked at it casually.
"If you can be self-taught to become an immortal, then Chu Immortal You is really talented, and only one will come out in ten thousand years."
Zheng Ruhai said contemptuously.
"As long as you have a heart for cultivating immortals, you will naturally be ripe."
Chu Wangxian said again.
Zheng Ruhai smacked his lips slightly, thought about it, and finally gave up.
The more this Chu Wangxian was disrespectful, the more Zheng Ruhai was more convinced that this kid must have something to rely on.
However, cursing in my heart is still inevitable, not to mention cursing the eighteenth generation of Chu Wangxian ancestors, and scolding the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren is still indispensable.
"Since Chu Xianyou looks down on these three dreams and speaks of them, he must be a great expert in tea, so you might as well talk about it."
Fang Xueying next to her was silent, and a pair of starry eyes looked over.
She also wants to check the details of this Chu Wangxian, and she is also happy to see Zheng Ruhai fight the front battle.
"Tea, I don't really understand it!"
Chu Wangxian said haha, tea, he really doesn't understand much, but he knows this spirit grass.
Zheng Ruhai saw Chu Wangxian pushing back and forth, and he couldn't help but get angry again.
He searched all over the four immortal sects, the figures of the three mountains and one sea, and also tried a few words, but he returned in vain.
The top priority is to find out Chu Wangxian's true identity.
The more Chu Wangxian dodged his words, the more he felt like a cat scratching in his heart.
The picture is poor and the dagger has just appeared, and since the verbal confrontation has no result, the next step is to move the dagger.
"I, Zheng Ruhai, have been practicing swords all my life, and I don't know what kind of magic weapon Chu Xianyou uses."
"I can do anything, but I'm not good at anything, so-so, in fact, what I'm best at is planting trees!"
Chu Wangxian said truthfully.
Zheng Ruhai will be wrong.
He thought that Chu Wangxian was a farmer, so he had a study of the spirit grass, and maybe there was a basis for the judgment of the third world dream.
However, the sword has been struck, and it is still better than the other.
"I don't know if the Chu Immortals are interested in learning about it!"
On the top of Yunmeng Mountain, Zheng Ruhai held a sword in his hand, and this sword was cast by divine iron somewhere, and with a raise of his right hand, it rolled the clouds and rolled away.
"Whoosh!"
Zheng Ruhai threw the long sword, this long sword was full of spirituality, and it circled around Zheng Ruhai twice before flying in front of Chu Wangxian.
The long sword was flushed, and there was a faint flicker of flames.
"Since Chu Xianyou is bare-handed, then this Chixiao Sword will be used by you for the time being, don't underestimate it, this is the number one fireman of the Pure Yang Sword Sect."
Zheng Ruhai said proudly.
The sword is spiritual, and it can be held by extraordinary people and non-hosts.
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Moreover, he blessed the Hundred Fire Spirit Mantra on the sword, not to mention mortals, even if it is a foundation building monk, he must also weigh whether he will be burned to death.
Seeing that Chu Wangxian took a step forward without measuring his strength, Zheng Ruhai secretly sneered.
It seemed that in the next second, he would be able to see the scene of Chu Wangxian burning in flames, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.
Even if it weren't, it would be scrambling and exhausted.
Zheng Ruhai's eyes shrank suddenly, his eyes widened, he wanted to see what kind of means Chu Wangxian would use.
Whether to use the method of lowering fire or the method of condensing ice, from the means of casting the spell, you can see the roots and feet of a person.
"Hold it straight!"
Zheng Ruhai was shocked in his heart, and saw Chu Wangxian stretch out his hand and hold it straight, this is not a coincidence, he must rely on his strong physique to resist the burning of the flames.
"Good sword!"
Chu Wangxian held the Chixiao Sword in his hand and flicked it a few times, and there was a sound of bells.
Zheng Ruhai's heart was like thousands of grass and mud horses running by, and he thought of a hundred possibilities, but he didn't expect that Chu Wangxian not only held the Chixiao Sword in his hand, but also swallowed fire with his body, just like a demon beast.
Even Fang Xueying was slightly surprised, she couldn't do this.
"Let's fight!"
Zheng Ruhai breathed a sigh of relief, now is not the time to be surprised.
With a horizontal right arm, he held out a blue ancient sword, which was five feet long and had a boundless edge.
With a random wave, there is a surging sea without water, stirring in the sky, like waves colliding and churning, and I don't know whether it is real water or illusion.
Zheng Ruhai stepped into the air with a sword, stepped heavily, and said in his mouth: "Shenzhou is boiling over Hu Lu, and the birds and beasts are dressed in pain and pseudo-dynasty. 100,000 athletes are in the sky, and their ambitions are like the tide of the river. ” After each of his words, the air and the sea will stir once, and a blue water sword will be divided.
Under the majestic momentum, in the end, there were 100,000 water swords hanging in the air, and the sword intent was even more dominant, which made people afraid.
"Zheng Sen's poems?"
Chu Wangxian held the Chixiao Sword in his hand and asked easily.
"The direct ancestor of my Zheng family is Zheng Zhilong.
The distant ancestor came from the surname Jiang, after Jiang Taigong.
Zheng Ruhai said proudly.
"This sword, the famous Dangyu Sword, is a piece of water meteorite iron obtained by my ancestor Zheng Zhilong, and then it was forged by Zheng Chenggong dedicated to the Pure Yang Immortal Sword Gate!"
"After the death of the Ming Dynasty, my ancestors surnamed Zheng held this sword, and I don't know how many people of the demon clan have been killed."
Zheng Ruhai was intoxicated and did not hesitate to tell the history of this sword.
Even with his own prominent identity, he overwhelmed Chu Wangxian.
"Zheng Feihong, you're good!"
Chu Wangxian replied lightly.
When Zheng Ruhai heard this, his whole body trembled, his cheeks were swollen red, and his eyes were even more angry as if he was breathing fire, he didn't hide it at all, and cursed even louder: "You, Chu Wangxian, I won't kill you, I swear not to be a man!"
Chu Wangxian smiled and said casually, which caused Zheng Ruhai to be furious.
Zheng Chenggong, whose real name is Sen, and his father is Zheng Zhilong.
Although Zheng Chenggong is a cow, without his father, the foundation of Zheng Zhilong, the Chinese One Piece, he can't get ahead at all.
Chu Wangxian's sentence was quoted from "Guangyang Miscellaneous": "Zheng Feihong, you are good!"
” This means that Zheng Zhilong is beautiful when he is young.
It is worth playing to describe the man as beautiful and written into the history books.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, along the coast of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Fu, there was a good male style, and there were strong men on the sea boats, and the rules were not allowed to take women, so the male style was particularly prevalent.
"Ming Ji Beiluo" mentioned the rotten thing of Chen sesame and rotten grain.
Zheng Zhilong went to sea at the age of eighteen, determined to become the king of the pirates and want to be the king of the pirates, but he didn't fight like Luffy, but slept out.
At that time, Zheng Zhilong not only slept with the then One Piece Li Dan, but also slept with other pirates, so he accumulated a lot of opportunities and flew up.
Later, One Piece Li Dan died, and Zheng Zhilong joined the new One Piece Yan Siqi's disciples, and Yan Siqi died of illness.
At the age of 21, Zheng Zhilong inherited Yan Siqi's fleet, which is the world of One Piece Zheng Zhilong.
Chu Wangxian's sentence poked Zheng Ruhai's sore spot, which naturally caused him to be furious.
In just six words, you want to kill people, you don't need a knife to kill, you kill people like a tongue.