Xianao

Chapter 443 I asked my heart about the great success of the golden elixir
Soaring through the sky and looking down on the earth, Yu Zecheng flew out of Xuanyuan Dongfu world, flew to Xuanyuan Hill, and flew in the sky.

There are mountains at the foot, countless mountains, winding peaks, and green mountains outside the mountains.This mountain is like a sharp sword piercing the sky, that mountain is like a jade pillar supporting the sky, and the other mountain is like a solemn old man standing on the sky.

Looking down at the earth, from this side, the distant mountains are continuous, just like a long dragon flying to the sky; from the other side, the mountains overlap, and there are many peaks, just like the rushing waves of the sea, and the huge waves empty out.

Some are blue, some are blue, some are gray-brown, some are dark purple, some are barren, some are covered with green, some are covered with pine forests, and some are full of red flowers.The styles of the mountains also seem to be different, some are majestic, some are elegant, some are quiet, and some are thick.

Some are imposing in the sun, and some are faint in the mist.They each have their own temperament and character,

Above the mountains, there are verdant bamboos in the valleys, tall and straight firs on the slopes, young pine trees with thick arms, and graceful tung tree trees.I can only hear the whistling of the wind, but at a glance, there are bowl-sized miscellaneous trees and shrubs among the big trees. Rhododendrons also seem to like this lush mountain, and there are clusters of red and purple everywhere. .

Flying forward, the golden grass beach is a piece of tender green; the reddish brown Gobi, cedar bushes, some white, egg yellow, and purple red; bud.

All of these make up a beautiful pattern.Layers of snow peaks in the distance are like unmoving white clouds. The sunset glow is burning behind the white clouds, and a few pieces of golden glow are floating in the blue sky. The scenery is beautiful!

The undulating autumn fields are like a huge wall map, with colorful mountains stretching away, and long forests on the top of the mountains.The bright colors are reflected on the quiet river, reflected in the still water of countless lakes and ponds, the elms will spread their golden leaves, and the sugar maple is like a piece of fire, which is about to rise, and the beauty is breathtaking, to the extreme.

Yu Zecheng looked down on the world, and slowly fell on a mountain peak. The mountain peak here was a thousand feet high, independent and tall, and the unique beauty among the mountains showed a hint of arrogance. Yu Zecheng stood on the top of the mountain , looking at the rushing river under his feet, he opened his mouth and shouted loudly:
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"

The sword dove disappeared, and Yu Zecheng sat here and began to meditate. He was thinking, now that he has the Xuanyuan Six Swords, he can turn a sword into a dove, and it's time to reach the first-grade pill.

What I lack now is my own way, the way I insist on like my master, but I don't have the immortal heart of the master, so I can only absorb the essence of the predecessors, be tolerant to all rivers, and be tolerant, and build on their foundation to find your own direction.

Here, Yu Zecheng took out the Nirvana Sutra of the Three Thousand Ways of Eternity, and began to read the sutra. On the first page, this time, he couldn’t hold on to the previous few breaths, and opened it for a quarter of an hour. The source of power, the infinite power between heaven and earth.

But this is not my way. No matter how good this way is, it does not belong to me. I can only learn from it, not copy it all.

On the next page, the way of time flows without a trace, and nothing can stop its power. The hero is old, the beauty is withered, the empire collapses, and no one is invincible.

Time is infinite, but this does not belong to me, it can only be observed, not copied.

The third page, just opened, Yu Zecheng felt the endless sword intent, the supreme sword energy, the traceless sword heart, wounds appeared on both hands immediately, and blood was left behind, and he was injured by the sword just by looking at it.

The way of the old lunatic is the way of destruction. In the end, everything in the world will be destroyed. There is eternity in the world, only destruction. His way is this.

Yu Zecheng slowly got a feeling, then he closed the book suddenly, put it in the martial arts space, then took out the empty magic scripture, started to read, then took out the dark magic scripture and started to study, just like this, Yu Zecheng was here on the mountain. On top of that, began to seek the Tao again.

After reading many scriptures, Yu Zecheng sat silently on the mountain peak, and began to ask himself, asking himself, what is his own way?What is the purpose of cultivating immortality by yourself?
Xuanyuan's three questions on the speeding car back then, and the master's stern question in the main hall of the sect, once again came to mind.

What is the purpose of cultivating immortals yourself?What price can be paid for this purpose?What should I do if I pay these and fail to achieve the goal?
Yu Zecheng thinks slowly, slowly finds his own way of heaven, walks against the sky by himself, struggles in every possible way, dies in vain, bids farewell to his family, cuts off his love, endures loneliness, month by month, year by year, in the tenderness of others When the wife and children are enjoying family happiness, enjoying the endless beauty and happiness, I just sit on the futon, doing lonely penance day and night, what is the purpose of this?
What are you after?What is your own way?
The sky is cloudy, the sun rises and sets again, dark clouds cover the sun, thunderstorms roll, the autumn wind is howling, winter is coming, and there is snow.

Yu Zecheng sat here for six months, looking at the vast world in front of him, watching the changes in the sky and the earth's weather, watching all things wither, and the whole world covered by heavy snow.

Winter is covered with snow, everything is withered, and it is inevitable to escape the four seasons, I don't want to.

The mountain flowers are in full bloom, and they look down on the others, but they can be picked up at will, I don't want to.

I only hope that the youth will last forever and stay in the world forever,
I only hope that the branches are strong and the leaves are luxuriant, and I am not afraid of being stubborn.

I have a sword in my hand, the supreme sword, which can cut the sky, break the enemy, and kill the group of enemies. With the sword here, everything is as I wish.

I want to be at ease physically and mentally, to do everything by myself, not to be trapped by everything, confused by everything, and confused by everything.Never be lost.

I want to be free and roam the sky, and I can roam freely in the fairy world.

My way is freedom, the most perfect and noble freedom, the freedom of mind and body, and the freedom of everything.Unlimited, unstoppable freedom.Eternal and free, you can do whatever you want, you can do what you want, and you can get what you want.The kind of supreme freedom that has no limits.

The sky can't do what I want, the earth can't go against my heart, life and death are in my hands, and I can do whatever I want.Shura can be cut, immortals can be cut, and heaven and earth can be cut.

I want such freedom.I want to bow my head today, and I will bow my head today. I want this water to flow back, and this water will flow back.

Although it is a wild idea, but I want to make it a reality, this is me, this is my way, my life ideal.

Repeatedly, the simple word "freedom", gradually, the light in his eyes gathered, his faith continued to improve, and the dove of the six swords combined appeared again, but this time it was only a flash, and the endless power was all Absorbed by him, this sword is not attacking the enemy, but conceiving oneself.

Looking at the past, on the mountain peak, there is only a huge bird's egg standing on the top of the mountain.

He turned his sword into an egg, and this time he didn't go to the avenue to retreat to practice, but on this mountain peak, he started a new alchemy practice.

Not a first-class product, never a golden elixir.

This time, the Pangu world trembled violently, the purple thunder and lightning flashed in the black mist were incomparably dignified, the lake world began to boil, and the flame world began to collapse. With a roar, the two merged into one for a while, and a new round of battle began. evolution.

A voice keeps recalling in that Pangu world

"It will happen, it will happen, it will happen..."

The winter snow melts, the earth returns to spring, the mountain flowers bloom, the green trees sprout buds, the summer thunder rolls, the rainstorm continues, the three volts are poisonous, the sun is like fire, the autumn wind is rustling, the fallen leaves are withered, the branches are withered, the cold wind is blowing, the water turns into ice, and the snow is heavy. Come again in winter.

In this way, Yu Zecheng, on this mountain peak, turned his sword into an egg, transformed his body and mind, and became a pill in a thousand days.

Suddenly on this day, which was exactly the thousand and first day, the Jindan real person who had been ordered to protect Yu Zecheng in the dark suddenly discovered that the aura in the air suddenly became chaotic and turbulent, and countless aura vortexes formed in the blink of an eye.

After Yu Zecheng turned from a dove into an egg on this mountain, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect issued a trial task, and every year a Jindan Daoist would be here to guard Yu Zecheng and protect his safety.Seeing this aura tumbling, the Jindan Daoist just smiled, and instantly sent a flying letter to notify the door.

The spiritual energy was tumbling, and Yu Zecheng's body began to seep out a large amount of spiritual energy. I saw the vortex of spiritual energy in the sky ten miles away from this mountain peak, which could even be seen with the naked eye, and it was extremely unstable.

A little vortex of spiritual energy exudes colorful light, flickering and dimming. They are all formed by the collection of heaven and earth aura, containing extremely pure aura, showing a dazzling and beautiful state.The Jindan real person looked at the psychic energy and nodded. It seemed that his protection was not in vain. This was a sign of the great success of the Jindan.

I saw this vortex of spiritual power spreading for hundreds of miles. Wherever the eyes went, there were all these brilliant spirits. There were dots of spiritual light all over the sky and high in the sky, boundless, as if there was no end at all.Daoist Jindan was completely stunned, this, this is impossible, the omen of a hundred miles is unimaginable.Even if the powerful Jindan Daoist comes out of the alchemy, the vision is only ten miles away, but this vision reaches a hundred miles, and the transformation of the Nascent Soul is nothing more than that.

The hundred li radius of the mountain peak is really full of this spiritual power vortex, spreading throughout the entire area.In the cave of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, countless people were dumbfounded for a moment, looking at this shocking appearance.

Those in the Foundation Establishment Stage are envious, those in the Golden Core Stage are amazed, and those in the Nascent Soul Stage are hesitant.

Or surprise or joy.Amazed, amazed, envious, jealous, all kinds of expressions!The hunchbacked old man guarding the mausoleum looked at the vision thousands of miles away, and the sweeping old man beside him was drinking fragrant tea calmly.

The hunchbacked old man said:
"This kid can be taught, what do you think of the old lunatic's proposal?"

Immortal said:
"I don't agree, it's too unfair to Gongsun Nalan. I still disagree."

The hunchbacked old man said:
"Okay, let's do some research for a few years. You watched Nalan grow up, and you have personal feelings for it. However, Nalan's performance in the past two years has disappointed me. I am addicted to the witch's beauty and family love. If you are not awakened, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Now I agree with the old lunatic's suggestion, and put Yu Zecheng on the list of candidates for the head of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. "

(End of this chapter)