Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 714 Robbing the Invitation (Please Subscribe, Recommend)
"In my eyes, everything is empty."

Boom!

Almost at the moment when Zhou Yu's words sounded, the entire space in the pavilion seemed to be still.

Opposite the gazebo, Patriarch Qingyang's eyes even retained a look of astonishment.

boom!
The next moment, the entire space in the gazebo was shattered, and what was shattered with it was the calamity, which represented the rise and fall, and was wiped out.

"Pfft!"

At the moment when the calamity that meant rise and fall was wiped out, the ancestor Qingyang, who was sitting in the gazebo, suddenly spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.

In the entire gazebo, only the blood is the most dazzling at this moment, as if the previous scene of the broken space was all illusory.

But Patriarch Qingyang knew that the person in front of him had broken his intention to transform into a god.

"The idea of ​​a fellow Taoist is immediately daunting." Thinking of the meaning of rise and fall that was erased, Qingyang Patriarch said with a wry smile.

"The meaning of the rise and fall of fellow Taoists is also extraordinary. If you don't stop it in time, I'm afraid that after the momentum contained in it reaches a certain level, it will be the time of your fall." Zhou Yu said lightly.

It is his ability to be able to stop Qingyang Patriarch's rise and fall, but it is not that he is really strong.

Because the meaning of the illusion in the wine was defeated.

If it wasn't for the Nirvana Sword Intent, it would be Zhou Yu who vomited blood at this moment.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu's heart moved, and he looked at the bustling city below the mountain again. Combined with the changes in the meaning of rise and fall, the scene in front of him began to change constantly.

In his eyes, it seems that time and time are changing, and the phantom of a city is reflected in his eyes.

At this moment, the blooming flowers in the city turned into pure white, and the filthy things such as the crowing of chickens and the robbery of dogs turned into traces of gray air.

With the passage of time, the meaning of innocence, which was originally slowly rising, began to decay and become dilapidated under the erosion of gray air.

In the end, the blooming flowers in front of me turned into a dilapidated land full of desolation.

"This is the ups and downs." Qingyang Patriarch looked at Zhou Yu withdrew his gaze, and said slowly.

"But from the meaning of rise and fall, fellow Taoist, you realize that it's not just rise and fall." Zhou Yu picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Wei Wuyang's matter, let's let it go, fellow Taoist's calamity is over, but in the future, if someone from the Wei family in Qingyang acts like this again.

And if fellow Taoists know this, but still choose to maintain it, this catastrophe will come again.

At that time, it will be the time when the entire Wei family in Qingyang will be destroyed, and they still hope that Taoism will do it for itself. "Zhou Yu looked at Patriarch Qingyang, and put down his wine glass in a calm tone.

"Thank you fellow daoist for your success. After tonight, Patriarch Qingyang will return to heaven. From now on, only Qingyangzi will be left in this world." Patriarch Qingyang stood up and bowed respectfully.

Without Zhou Yu's words, tonight's catastrophe would not be able to survive, and the entire Qingyang City would be more likely to be wiped out.

Because of Zhou Yu's resignation, this man's disaster is over.

Following this prostration, Zhou Yu felt a faint fluctuation within Patriarch Qingyang's body.

During this fluctuation, the grayness on this person's body was swept away.

Thinking about it, this is why Qingyang Patriarch indulged his disciples.

Because he is the patriarch of Qingyang, the source of the prosperity and decline of the Wei family in Qingyang is him.

Unless he gave up comprehending the meaning of rise and fall, when the Wei family in Qingyang fell, it would be the day when this person died.

But right now, this person's catastrophe has passed, and it may not be long before this person can transform into a god.

"It's really enviable." Zhou Yu admired in his heart, but he didn't regret his choice at all.

Because from the collision of artistic conceptions just now, he has seen more, as long as he sorts out and understands more, he may go one step further on the road to transforming gods.

"Ten years later, in this land of Qingzhou, there will be a discussion of the same way of transforming gods.

If fellow Taoists are interested, you can come and have a look. "As soon as the words fell, a wooden token appeared in Qingyangzi's hand.

"If Zhou is still in Anyang City, I will go there to talk about it." Zhou Yu put away the token and nodded.

The next moment, he took a step, and the whole person disappeared into the gazebo.

"In addition, it has only been a hundred years since Zhou embarked on the day of becoming a god, and he is the chief senior brother of the contemporary Yijian."

"Begin to transform into a god after a hundred years."

Hearing this sentence, Qingyangzi was slightly taken aback, not knowing how to answer for a moment, he just bowed again to the place where Zhou Yu was.

"It seems that this Yijian leader is not as magnanimous as I thought." In the gazebo, Qing Yangzi looked at the wine glass that Zhou Yu put down, and smiled wryly.

He originally thought that he was already transcendent, that's why he had the words of practice at the beginning.

But compared with this Yijian's first apprentice, it seems mediocre.

"It's no wonder that my intention of rising and falling will be defeated so simply." Thinking of this, Qing Yangzi poured himself a glass of wine.

Because it doesn't matter anymore, his calamity has passed, and there is no problem in the realm of transforming gods.

Between the cups, a stream of light roared from the city below the mountain.

"Master." Guanghua flashed, and a young man with a cold face appeared in the pavilion.

"Tell them, from now on, the affairs of the Wei family have nothing to do with me." Qing Yangzi looked at the wine in the glass and drank it down.

"Yes!"

……

In the courtyard, the sycamore leaves are falling.

While the leaves were falling, as the space in the courtyard rippled, Zhou Yu's figure reappeared on the chair in the courtyard.

The meaning of Qingyangzi's rise and fall gave him a great trigger.

Not only did it convince him that there is no problem with his choice of drinking wine, but it also gave him a clear direction for his future development.

And this was the reason why he chose to let this person go.

"Ten years later, you can go there if you turn into a god and talk about Taoism."

Thinking of the token given by Qingyangzi, Zhou Yu casually took the fine wine on the stone table and drank it himself.

Although entering the Tao depends entirely on the individual, it is not advisable to blindly close the door.

"The meaning of Qingyangzi's rise and fall contains a lot of content, at least there should be the meaning of time, life and death, good and evil cultivation, etc.

But in the end, he got what should be the meaning of the general trend. When the trend rises, he is born, and when the trend falls, he dies, and it turns into a catastrophe.

If nothing else, this is his rise and fall. "Thinking of Qingyangzi, Zhou Yu thought of himself again.

"I don't know, what is my intention to transform into a god?
The illusory meaning is too weak, and it is not enough to support the future practice. With that in mind, Zhou Yu drank another cup.

But cup after cup, although his feelings continued to grow, he still didn't think about it.

In the end, I simply didn't want to, and just started drinking blindly.

Gradually, in the courtyard, the cold air and the smell of alcohol coexisted, filling the entire courtyard.

In fact, if Zhou Yu is willing, he can use the Nirvana sword intent as the source to evolve the artistic conception.

But although the Nirvana Sword Intent is strong, it is still the way of others, the way of people outside the realm.

It's not his way of fishing.

After an unknown amount of time, the wine bottle in Zhou Yu's hand fell to the ground, and a uniform snoring sound came from above the armchair.

In the early morning, a little head with a ponytail stuck out from the courtyard gate.

"Wow, it stinks." Hua Xiaoyu held her nose and exclaimed.

"Uncle must have drunk a lot of wine last night."

Thinking of this, Hua Xiaoyu didn't want to play hide-and-seek anymore, and ran into the yard in a hurry.

Seeing that Zhou Yu was really sleeping on the armchair, he couldn't help rolling his eyes and pursing his mouth angrily.

But after a while, the small body hugged a big quilt and came to Zhou Yu skillfully.

After a few breaths, Zhou Yu on the armchair was wrapped into a ball.

After making sure that she would not be blown by the cold wind again, Hua Xiaoyu picked up her small backpack and walked out of the yard.

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(Thanks to a Xuanfei for the 3000 reward, thank you fellow daoists for your support, it may be slow, but not water.)
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