Guarding the mortal world for 300 years, I am invincible in the world

Chapter 156 Let's Go, Let's Fight Him!

Clouds turn into rain, wind and rain turn into swords!
Zhang Li took a step forward, and within a ten thousand zhang radius, the rain silk turned into a sword thread, and the sword thread condensed into a sword, and slashed towards the high platform in front of him.

"Sword repair!"

Practicing in the world, sword cultivators at the same level are invincible and unstoppable!

Luo Jin, who was originally proud, exclaimed like a ghost, and threw out three talismans and two defensive magic weapons in his hand.

The talisman turned into a water curtain and a light curtain, and the magic weapon was a small golden umbrella and a blue shield.

The small umbrella rotates, and the power of water and fire is intertwined on it.

The shield was suspended, and a phantom of a blue wolf beast appeared on the ferocious shield surface.

In this way, Luo Jin still felt that it was not enough, a long flag in his hand, and the long flag shone with false lights, turning into a three-foot-long green python.

Only then did he raise his head to look at the slashed sword light.

"boom--"

The sword light fell, and the light curtain and water curtain shattered at the same time.

Jian Guang didn't stop at all, colliding with Xiaosan.

The small umbrella, the magic weapon, shattered into pieces.

Luo Jin looked solemn, staring at the long sword falling from the sky.

"Thorn-"

The moment the small umbrella shattered, the long sword slashed on the shield, hitting the green wolf phantom twice.

This sword light is so sharp!
"Good sword repair!"

After the two magical artifacts were broken, Luo Jin showed a flustered look, and with a low shout, the long flag in his hand led the blue python to hit the falling sword light.

At this time, the sword light was already extremely weak after cutting through the light curtain and water curtain transformed by three talismans, and breaking through two magic weapons.

The cyan python resisted the sword light, then entangled its body, wrapped the sword light, opened its mouth, made a slight noise, and its eyes were blood red.

"Bam—"

At this moment, the sword light exploded, blasting the python's body into pieces.

Even the long flag in Luo Jin's hand trembled slightly, and a crack appeared on it, like a long sword.

Luo Jin's palm trembled, and he stepped back three steps unconsciously, and raised his head in horror.

From when Zhang Li drew the sword to when the talisman was broken in front of him, it took only three breaths in total.

In three breaths, he, a second-floor foundation-builder who is regarded as the backbone of the cultivation world, was broken by a single sword.

"you you--"

Seeing Zhang Li flying down on the high platform, Luo Jin panicked for a moment, and backed away in horror.

Isn't this one the guardian disciple of Fanchen?
How could there be such a sword practice?
A sword cultivator who can kill himself with a single sword, what does Fanchen do?
Luo Jin had countless questions, but couldn't speak.

Because, Zhang Li cut off the sword again.

Only when the sword was raised, Luo Jin's complexion changed drastically.

As Zhang Li raised the sword in his hand, clouds and thunder gathered in the surrounding sky and the sky.

This cloud and thunder is not only the thunder of wind and cloud, but also the wrath of heaven!
Do your own way, walk the way of heaven!
At this moment, Zhang Li is like the avenue of heaven and earth added to his body, ten thousand dharmas are invincible, and ten thousand dao surges of gold, gathered into a golden body of heaven and earth.

Zhang Li is familiar with this feeling.

He was on Luoshui outside Luojing City, and he had the means of punishing him on behalf of the sky.

It's just that compared with the sword at that time, killing the demon with one finger is completely different.

At this time, a sword slashed thousands of feet of cloud and thunder, the sky and the earth shook for a hundred miles around, and the power of humanity that permeated the entire sky of Jinning City was aroused.

Merit, willingness, popularity.

There is also the spirit of Confucianism and Taoism accumulated for countless years.

Haoran upright.

When the swords converged, a phantom of a thousand-foot-long sword condensed in the sky.

This sword shadow is the meaning of Confucianism and Taoism accumulated by Jixia Academy for countless years.

It is also the merits and vows gathered by the people of Jinning City for countless years.

"Sword Immortal, spare me..."

Looking at the sword, Luo Jin, who was trembling, turned pale and begged in a low voice.

Not to mention cutting him with such a sword, even if he condensed for a moment, the overwhelming coercion would shatter his soul.

This is the crushing of the power of the avenue.

It is hard to imagine how strong the person who drove this sword is.

Anyway, the top elders of their Yuling Dao, Jindan Realm Major Cultivator, he did not see such means.

Could it be that this is a Nascent Soul power?
Not so much, right?

The long sword hovered in mid-air, condensed but not scattered.

No need to chop again.

A strong man in the foundation-building realm, an immortal who came from the world of practice, had already lost his fighting spirit before this sword strike.

At this time, this sword is only slightly more difficult than killing a chicken.

But in Zhang Li's view, he didn't intend to kill people with this sword.

Zhang Li turned his head and his eyes fell on the disciples of Jixia Academy below.

Standing in the audience, Zhu Zhengxi looked complicated, looking at Zhang Li on the stage.

Zhang Li smiled slightly, nodded, and then looked up at the hanging sword.

The sword seemed to understand his intentions and changed slowly.

From a huge sword with a thousand feet, it turned into a simple ink pen.

This sword is guided by the power of his own soul, based on the power of heaven, and the awe-inspiring energy and meritorious force accumulated in the Jixia Academy for countless years.

Now, he has separated his kendo and soul, leaving only the way of heaven and the awe-inspiring energy, so he no longer has the shape of a sword, but a pen.

This is a pen that is in harmony with the way of heaven.

This pen is in Jinning City, and with the power of Confucianism and Taoism, even a Foundation Establishment Realm can defeat it.

This is an unimaginable magic weapon!

"Mr. Zhu, Mr. Zhang didn't prepare any gifts when he came to Jixia Academy. This pen should be regarded as Zhang's gift to congratulate Jixia Academy on taking over the new sacrificial wine."

"Jingyuanguan, the state of Zhao, has a close relationship with the Jixia Academy of the state of Chu, and they share the same spirit, and they will get closer in the future."

Zhang Li raised his hand, and the illusory ink pen slowly solidified, turning into a three-foot-long golden ink pen that floated silently.

As he waved his hand, the ink pen flew to the top of Zhu Zhengxi's head.

When Zhu Zhengxi closed his eyes slightly, he could sense the meaning of the Dao conveyed in the ink brush.

This ink brush is blessed by the Dao of Heaven, and the power contained in it is like mountains and rivers!

"Okay, thank you Mr. Zhang for the gift."

Zhu Zhengxi was also not humble, cupped his hands, and said loudly: "From now on, this ink brush will be called Shanhe Brush."

The brush of mountains and rivers writes the spring and autumn.

As if he liked his new name very much, the ink brush vibrated and swirled, leaving the word "Shanhe" in mid-air, and then quietly disappeared.

The pen dissipated.

But the pen is still there.

As long as necessary, Zhu Zhengxi can summon this Shanhe brush within a radius of a hundred miles.

Under the high platform, Zhu Zhengxi bowed to Zhang Li.

Below, all the disciples of Jixia Academy bowed to Zhang Li.

At this moment, the merits and wishes gathered together, and turned into a black dragon behind Zhang Li.

"Gathering merit, so it's like this..." Looking at the phantom of the blue dragon, Luo Jin not far away widened his eyes and murmured.

Zhang Li turned his head to look at him, and waved his hands: "Today is the grand ceremony of Jixia Academy, so Zhang Li won't steal the limelight. Master Yuanqing, come and help Mr. Zhu preside over the ceremony."

The master of Jingyuan Temple came to preside over the ceremony.

Originally, this grand ceremony was presided over by the immortals in the practice world.

Now, this Shangxian is already in such a mess and lost his mind, how can he still be qualified to host?

Moreover, since Mr. Zhang has spoken, it must be the host of Yuanqing Temple.

The viewer of Jingyuan Temple also has the qualification to preside over the celebration today.

Zhang Li and Luo Jin on the high platform left quietly.

The ceremony continued, but everyone was a little absent-minded.

In the battle just now, the scene of Zhang Li's two swords pouring into the sky was too shocking.

In the world, is there really such a strong person?
……

In the quiet room, Zhang Lishen and Zhou Lingguang seemed to be boiling.

Around his body, there are many golden writings suspended, and then merged with the faint sword intent on his body.

These handwritings are the awe-inspiring spirit of Confucianism and Taoism.

Zhang Li has practiced swordsmanship, immortality, and martial arts, but he has not practiced Confucianism.

This awe-inspiring spirit is a gift from heaven and earth.

Because he took action to protect the inheritance of Jixia Academy, protect the righteousness of humanity, and also conform to the way of heaven.

The last time he was above Luoshui, when he was punishing on behalf of the heavens, he had a glimpse of the way of heaven.

This time, the gift of heaven to him is Confucianism and Taoism.

This trace of arrogance is the essence accumulated by the disciples of Jixia Academy for countless years.

In sword practice, the purer the better.

He always thought so too.

But at this moment, the flowing light revealed in these golden handwriting collided with his own sword intent, which seemed to be able to give birth to and refine his sword practice.

Can you do this?

Raise your hand, and tap a little bit on a golden handwriting in front of you.

That handwriting turned into a "line".

Row?
"boom--"

The handwriting was broken, and in front of Zhang Li, a young Confucian scholar wearing a green robe, holding a bamboo stick, and carrying a large bookcase was walking slowly.

The young man was exhausted, but he kept on walking.

It wasn't until sunset that he found a cliff edge, simply found some branches to make a shelter, and then took out a cold steamed bun.

When you are thirsty, you get mountain spring water, when you are hungry, you get cold steamed buns.

From a green-robed Confucian scholar to pale beard and hair.

"Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, my generation reads books, understands the rites, cultivates the mind, inherits the past and inspires the future. This life is worth it."

When the Confucian scholar fell in front of a mountain, he left only a record of his journey of thousands of miles.

"The Yulong River stretches for thousands of miles. Its upper reaches branch off from the Luoshui River, and then enter the three counties of the Chu State. There are legends..."

"The name of this place is Zhu Yushan, where vermilion jade is produced, and the local people named it Chicken Blood Stone."

……

To practice is to observe the scenery.

Watch the scenery of heaven and earth.

See yourself.

Also look at the sights of others.

A word is a lifetime.

In a word, it is the pursuit of a Confucian and Taoist practitioner who will never change in this life and will not regret in the next life.

"Heaven and earth have a way, I will stick to it, the sky has no way, I will stand!"

"The suffering of the common people, we feel the same."

"The rise and fall is my responsibility."

……

Some people throw pens and wear armor, while others fold swords and write books.

Some people become enlightened with a bald head, and the mountains and rivers move with a smile; some people are young and intelligent, and they are famous for their poems.

The practice of Confucianism and Taoism has a different artistic conception from martial arts and immortality.

It is like dripping ink and ink, hearty and endless.

Around Zhang Li's body, the sword light merged with the golden light, and the handwriting turned into golden streaks of light, continuously pouring water on the small tree on his arm.

The small tree is stained with gold and grows stronger.

Faint golden lotuses emerged and turned into flower buds.

When the buds open, it is the time for the sword will to show, and when the flowers fall and bear fruit, the sword will really start to change qualitatively.

Zhang Li is looking forward to what his sword will will look like in the end.

When can I have a truly complete sword intent.

The tree of sword intent dissipated and returned to his arms, and his blood boiled and became silent.

There seems to be a slight increase in the practice of immortality.

Zhang Li put away the array plate and walked out the door.

Luo Jin, who was standing at the door, bowed quickly.

At this time, Luo Jin was sweating profusely, and his footsteps were sloppy.

God knows how he got here for most of the day.

Standing in front of the small courtyard where Zhang Li retreated, the eleven or twelve-year-old children made him lose his mind at a glance.

The trace of demon power that was intentionally distributed nearly froze his blood.

Such suffering made him unable to hold on several times and fell to the ground.

A monk on the second floor of the foundation has to stand in front of a Jindan realm for half a day. Luo Jin can boast about such things for a lifetime when he goes back to the world of practice.

Of course, you have to survive to return to the practice world.

demon.

Big demon.

Golden Core Realm Great Demon!
A great demon of the Golden Core Realm sits under Mr. Zhang, acting as a boy guarding the door.

Seeing Zhang Li again at this time, Luo Jin's body softened and fell to his knees.

"Luo Jin, goodbye, goodbye, senior."

The one who can have a Golden Core Realm monster as a boy is at least in the late Golden Core stage, right?
Even Nascent Soul!
Lu Yangzhou doesn't have Nascent Soul Realm.

Zhang Li waved his hands and glanced at Ao Jin who was grinning.

This Ao Jin likes to play tricks on people.

"Luo Jin, if you don't stay in the practice world, what are you doing in the ordinary world?"

Zhang Li's voice was calm.

Hearing his words, Luo Jin quickly bowed and spoke.

Just like what Zhang Li and the others thought, Luo Jin and the others were originally disciples of Yuling Dao stationed in the bitter cold area of ​​the northern region of Luyangzhou.

Because no one is willing to take up the task of guarding the bitter cold place, Zongmen specially rewarded him with the trading power to guard the mortal world this time.

In other words, use a transaction with Huaxian State as a reward in exchange for the task of stationing in the bitter cold place.

Yu Lingdao arranged nine foundation-building realms in the bitter cold land, the strongest of which was the half-step Jindan realm.

The last time the two foundation-builders came to the mortal world, they fell unexpectedly and lost the incense of the transaction.

Luo Jin and the others came to investigate this matter.

It's just that there is no need to investigate, as soon as you come to the mortal world, you will know a lot of unimaginable news.

Enemy of Dongzhou.

There were changes in Huaxian Prefecture, as well as the incident in Mingwang Prefecture.

For the world of practice, these things are unimaginable events.

But Luo Jin and the others did not choose to report it, but wanted to make a fortune for themselves.

"Brother Zheng Yu took people to the East China Sea to cooperate with the people of Dongzhou to break the seal on Muyun Island."

"The people of Dongzhou said that the earth fairy world under Muyun Island is about to be breached and collapsed. If you go in now and get some benefits, you will be able to use them for a lifetime."

Luo Jin looked at Zhang Li with a complicated expression, and said in a low voice: "I think I shouldn't do this, so I was arranged to stay here..."

The enemy of Dongzhou is also the enemy of Luyangzhou.

Although the mundane world and the practice world are not much involved, they are still under the supervision of the practice world.

But as a disciple of Yulingdao guarding the sect in the upper realm, he colluded with the enemy of Dongzhou and violated the duty of guarding it, only for his own self-interest.

"Looking at it this way, you're still fine?" Zhang Li's eyes fell on Luo Jin.

Hearing his words, Luo Jin trembled all over.

"Actually, I know some secrets of the mortal world. Some things are not as easy as I thought..."

secret.

This mortal world is guarded by a real strong man.

Without defeating Zhenjun Zhu Yuan, it is impossible to truly capture this world.

"Muyun Island?"

Zhang Li's eyes revealed a deep spiritual light, and his figure moved straight up to the sky.

A golden long sword stood in the air.

"Conscript practitioners from all over the world, enter the East China Sea, and guard Muyun Island."

His voice echoed over Jinning City.

Below, all the people hurriedly bowed down.

Taoist Yuan Qing walked out of the hall, bowed and said, "I understand."

Zhu Zhengxi at the side hesitated slightly, and bowed to salute.

Several other great masters looked at each other and bowed.

"Follow Master Zhang's order."

Zhang Li nodded, his figure matched the long sword, triggering a beam of hundreds of feet of sword light, like a shooting star, straight into the East China Sea!
From now on, the world will be smashed with him!

(End of this chapter)