Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

Chapter 109 A Sword in a Dream

Yun Zhongzi sat on the side of the Fenxi River, closed his eyes and focused his attention, secretly using his profound skills, and the Su Wen sword shuttled in the air, constantly learning from the Dayu God's Stele.

For Biyougong and his party, Master Tongtian cut open Tianwaitian with a sword, allowing him to see the sharpest invisible sword in the world.

He was originally a rare swordsmanship wizard in the world, so it would be of great benefit to observe this sword.

Yun Zhongzi has been practicing swords for more than [-] years, and he has long been determined to break out of the stereotype of the invisible sword.

There is no distinction between visible swords and invisible swords.

If we had to decide the outcome, it would only depend on who was wielding the sword.

If Master Tongtian used the sword, the visible sword would be better if he cut the visible sword, and the invisible sword would be more mysterious if he used the invisible sword.

Yun Zhongzi is well aware of the truth. Of the three, Tao and magic, Tao is the most important, and art is the least important. Even with the best spells, without the support of the Dao, it is nothing but a castle in the air.

But now that the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods has come down, the danger is extremely dangerous, and Yun Zhongzi's way has hit a bottleneck again.

Yun Zhongzi already has a certain understanding of the invisible sword, and now is the time to prove it.

Of course, it is difficult for him to create the way of inner alchemy by himself, and the invisible sword he wants to practice is not the same as that of a certain pure yang true immortal in later generations.

At this time, the golden crow is about to fall, and the reflected half of the sky and even the whole Fenxi River are like burning.

Yun Zhongzi sat down by the stream, sitting peacefully like a mountain, and under the reflection of the setting sun, he looked like a god-man.

The Su Wen sword was still being sharpened continuously, sparks were splashed, but the owner of this sword had already wandered into the sky.

Jiang Ziya has frozen Qishan Mountain, and the four generals of the Demon Family will arrive soon.

If these four strange people are also lost in Xiqi, there will really be no one to use Wen Taishi.

Yun Zhongzi had a kind heart, how could he allow this old friend whom he had never met to die?
So he took the opportunity of practicing the invisible sword to travel thousands of miles, intending to go to Chaoge and find out what the grand master said.

Yun Zhongzi sacrificed the primordial spirit, but it turned from a fist-sized golden man to eight feet, still with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a fluttering white robe, just like his real body.

Tangible swords are copper or iron, light or heavy, long or short.

The invisible sword, spring, summer, autumn and winter, four seasons of the year, the soul travels far away, hurting people thousands of miles away.

Yun Zhongzi has the supernatural ability to shrink the ground into an inch, but this method requires the physical power of the body, so it is naturally difficult to perform it now.

However, Feng Xu Yufeng, traveling thousands of miles in an instant is also the joy of the gods.

Yun Zhongzi crossed Qishan Mountain, visited five passes, and finally arrived at Chaoge.

The night is dark now, and the laurel hangs high.

Yun Zhongzi escaped into the Grand Master's Mansion with the body of Yuanshen. He has the clear light of Taoism and the merits of humanity, so he was able to enter naturally.

Hearing that the grand master was handling government affairs before the case, he suddenly felt mentally tired for some reason. How did he know the mystery of the invisible sword, which can cut the samadhi without sound or breath.

Knowing that there are a lot of government affairs, he didn't want to sleep on it, so he tried to cheer up, but it didn't help, so he finally fell asleep on the desk.

Wen Zhong is diligent, after worshiping under the door of the Holy Mother of Jinling, he practiced every night, and has not slept for many years.

At the moment, he suddenly fell into a dream, but he didn't know that he was in a dream.

Standing on the top of the mountain, Wen Zhong felt that the mountain was beautiful, and saw an ancient pine growing on the cliff, which had a fairy charm. He knew that this was the place of the gods, so he made a fuss immediately.

"I'm going to teach Wen Zhong that I strayed into the fairy mountain. I don't think it's strange to fellow Taoists."

"I heard that the Grand Master is so polite. Although you have never met the poor Daoist, you can be regarded as a long-time friend. Please enter the cave to talk about it."

I don't know where the sound came from, but I felt it was clear and bright, like a gurgling stream or a breeze in the mountains.

Wen Zhong was about to find the location of the cave, but suddenly he felt that the world had turned upside down and the world had changed.

"Fellow Daoist, please sit down and talk."

Wen Zhongxun looked at his reputation, but saw the Taoist wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, with a fairy-like appearance, one could look at his face but couldn't see it clearly.

"Dare to ask your friend's name?"

Wen Zhong called Jishou again and asked.

"Guying in the cold river, an old friend in the rivers and lakes, why should we know each other when we meet again?"

Yun Zhongzi waved his sleeve lightly, and several plates of spiritual fruits appeared on the stone table in an instant.

Wen Zhongke sat down immediately as he pleased.

"This place has beautiful mountains and rivers, and it is where the gods are."

Wen Zhong looked around, but saw that there was nothing in the cave.

"I heard that the grand master was born in Jiejiao, and was a minister in the Yin and Shang dynasties. I have never seen such mountains and rivers. Such hills are not worth mentioning."

Yun Zhongzi shook his head, then took two teacups, and performed Taoism to make tea with the fire dragon in the water.

Wen Zhong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and felt that his soul was clear.

"How did I remember that I was working on the files in the mansion, why did I come here suddenly?"

Wen Zhong thought for a moment, then suddenly woke up. He raised his head and looked fixedly at the white-robed Taoist in front of him.

"Although I don't know who you are, I think it didn't come from Jiejiao.

I am familiar with the lineage of the descendants, except for Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao Daoyou, there are no such romantic figures in the outer sect.

Fellow Daoist invited me here tonight, I don’t know why, so please speak up. "

Wen Zhong put down the teacup, the divine eyes between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and cast a three-foot white light, looking around, but still failed to detect the emptiness.

"You and I are both members of the Taoist sect, so you should know the reason for the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods.

The poor know that you have practiced Taoism in Jin'ao Island for 50 years, but you failed to visit Daluo, so you went down the mountain to help merchants.

If it is as expected, as long as you assist for a hundred years and complete your meritorious deeds, you can enter the realm of Daluo, right? "

Yun Zhongzi picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"Who exactly are you?"

Wen Zhong reached for his waist, but the male and female whips disappeared.

"King Zhou has no principles, appoints treacherous ministers, favors vulgar evildoers, and harms the people and common people. Is such a king really worthy of your help?

You have the eyes to distinguish loyalty and treachery, now open your eyes again and look at the courts and warriors in the Golden Luan Hall, how many people are loyal ministers?

Grand Master Wen, I know your long-cherished wish, but there is a saying that a good minister chooses the master, why don't you abandon Shang Baozhou, and you will have excellent achievements. "

Yun Zhongzi's voice was clear and gentle, but every word he said was heartbreaking.

"Wen has gone through three dynasties, and has been blessed by the previous kings of Chengtang, so he can achieve great results. Why do you need to tell stories here?"

Wen Zhong's voice was sharp, and he suddenly swung his palm.

Yun Zhongzi gently blocked it with a finger, and then spoke slowly.

"I heard that Daoyou is unparalleled in loyalty and righteousness, sincerity is a model for all officials in the world.

It's a pity that you and I have our own destiny, otherwise we will travel all over the world with you. "

"You thief, don't try to confuse me with this."

Wen Zhong withdrew his palm abruptly, and somehow sacrificed a pagoda.

This pagoda has four layers, two layers facing upwards, and two layers facing downwards. There are flying eaves and bucket arches, and there is a ball in the center, engraved with the picture of Tai Chi, two appearances and four images.

"The poor came here in a hurry, and didn't bring the gift I prepared for you.

Even so, there is still a sword to ask fellow daoists for advice. "

After Yun Zhongzi said, put two fingers together to make a sword finger, and point out with one sword, but it implies the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and there are four phenomena of old yin, old yang, shaoyin, and shaoyang.

The sword is a four-element sword, and the pagoda is a four-element pagoda.

As soon as the sword came out, the pagoda flew upside down.

Wen Zhong woke up suddenly, and the lights on the desk had gone out.

"I don't know that I am a guest in my dream..."

Wen Zhong murmured, then looked in the direction of Xiqi.

(End of this chapter)