Destiny’s Catalogue

Shi Xuan had heard similar words before, so when he first listened, he smiled, not knowing what the corridor reflected them.

But as these words of worship, praise, and awe rang together in Shi Xuan's ears in a dense and exaggerated manner, Shi Xuan's face gradually became serious, and even a little cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, asking himself if he was right. Complacent about these compliments? Is vanity aroused? Does it become impetuous? ...

Shi Xuan has answers to these questions inwardly, more or less, there should be a little bit. It's no wonder that Jiang Zhenren only said that he had accumulated enough, and he didn't worry about it.

As Shi Xuan stepped forward step by step, my mind gradually became pure. I cultivated the Tao to seek longevity, only for myself, not for others' eyes. Whether it is praise or derogation, it has nothing to do with me.

The mind gradually became purer, and the **** **** became more determined. Shi Xuan only felt a suction force between the **** **** and the true qi, and vaguely reached the threshold of the golden core, but the distance was still a step away. Window paper.

When Shi Xuan was pursuing this opportunity, he suddenly stunned and saw a bronze door. It turned out that he had already reached the end of the tunnel, but unfortunately, he still did not find the feeling of an advanced golden core.

Pushing open the bronze door, a small room appeared. As Shi Xuan stepped into it, the lights around the small room flashed, and a monk with a sword box on his back and indifferent eyes appeared in the middle. He saw After Shi Xuan, he pointed his hand, and a white sword light flew out of the sword box behind him, slashing towards Shi Xuan.

The sword light is like a rainbow, dazzling people's eyes and ears, and the five sounds and five sès are all captured by it. The sword intent contained in it is still the great free sword intent that cuts everything, condensed and pure, although it is not as big as the heavenly immortal in the Lunjian Hall Yes, but also got the essence of sword intent, as if to split Shi Xuan's resistance one by one.

Shi Xuan Tian Lei Fu Demon Sword was full of power, and thunder sound greeted him with his sword aura.

The two sword lights collided. Although Shi Xuan’s blue sword light was faster, it was pressed back by the white sword light, just like being smashed into wood by a sharp axe, no matter if you want to use speed Changing positions, or using swordsmanship to recover the disadvantage, was simply smashed by the white sword light, all blocked, and watched the white sword light force him to his eyes.

Shi Xuan was about to use the Tai Chi diagram, but suddenly felt the huge pressure dissipated, and the white sword light also retracted into the sword box, the monk slowly said, "The sword intent is impure."

As soon as he said this, the brilliant masterpiece in the small room, Shi Xuan hadn't figured out what was going on, so he turned around. When he stabilized his figure, a scene was changed before his eyes.

It was still a long bluestone corridor, and the front was no longer a bronze gate, but a little light, which looked like an exit.

Shi Xuan was a little annoyed. He knew that this level was a test of the purity of sword intent. He should simulate the sword intent of the Heavenly Immortal Power in the Lunjian Hall as he did when he entered.

Turning his head, Shi Xuan saw that there was a dead end behind him, and there was no way to return, so he had to go to the exit, and after a big deal, he would return to the cliff of the small lake.

There was no abnormality on this bluestone passage, and Shi Xuanshun smoothly walked to the exit. This was in a hidden valley covered with big trees, which seemed extremely cold.

Shi Xuan was about to leave here, but suddenly remembered that he didn't know if this was the only exit. If it wasn't the only exit, the old man sword would have to pass through here if he failed in the same way. Unsuccessful, this place is where he must pass.

Therefore, this valley and its surroundings are likely to be the place where the old swordsman buried his bones. Since I have already arrived here, I should search for it first, and don't have to go back to the small lake.

So Shi Xuan began to search the valley, and his divine consciousness slowly swept across, but he was happy, because in another part of the valley, Shi Xuan found a cave. The entrance to the cave was a mixture of miasma and deadly gray gas. Blocked his own divine sense exploration.

Miasma is easy to understand, and death is the key, which means that there is a corpse inside! As for the corpse of the old man sword, other monks, or even the corpse of a monster beast, Shi Xuan could only look inside the cave. And this is not the place where Yin Qi gathers, so don't worry about corpses.

Shi Xuan spotted the mihun banner, and sucked the gray gas into the banner like a long whale sucking water, leaving no trace of it.

Because the cave was completely dark and there was no light, Shi Xuan was worried that he would miss something that his divine consciousness could not see, so he took out the dry and sun blue light, lit a little light, and shone it around.

Under the dim light, Shi Xuan walked into the cave. After not taking a few steps, he felt a corpse sitting in the middle of a sunken stone wall in the front right, holding a jade slip in his palm, tall and tall on his knees. A rusty dagger, quite in line with the characteristics of the old sword.

Although Shi Xuan was happy in his heart, he still dared not take it carelessly. Walking slowly in front of the bones, Shi Xuan first respectfully bowed, then picked up the jade slip, released his spiritual sense and looked at it, his heart moved very much.

It seemed slowly that Shi Xuan was gradually disappointed. Inside were the swordsmanship experience left by the old swordman before he sat down, his experience of how to cultivate sword energy and thunderyin, and his experience of how to cultivate sword energy at higher levels. As well as the experience of many swordsmanship, the only thing that Shi Xuan did not have was the thought of using swordsmanship into the golden core that Shi Xuan wanted to see.

After running for nothing, Shi Xuan sighed and was about to bury the old man's bones. Suddenly he saw some sword marks on the wall, and his consciousness carefully scanned it. It turned out to be the last words of the old man before sitting down.

"Yu Xiu has been practicing for more than three hundred years. At first, he was an authentic Taoist school. Later, because of his excellent talents in swordsmanship, he gradually became more involved in swordsmanship. Then he turned to swordsmanship. After a hundred years, he spent hundreds of years watching the tide in the sea and practicing sword energy thundery. Hundreds of battles, big and small, are not a defeat."

"Everyone in the world praises and respects me. Everyone is admired and rejoiced wherever they go. They are even more immersed in swordsmanship. After a hundred years, they will break through the boundaries of the predecessors and become an infinite sword spirit. Full of pride."

"However, in just a few years, Yu discovered with horror that his life was almost exhausted, and the Golden Pill Avenue was indefinitely far away. In desperation, he ventured into the Heaven of the Sword Sect to find the golden pill. "

"God won't bless me, I got nothing, I only found that there is an ancient sword making road here, and I walked all the way and passed through the barriers. Yu Xinyi felt that yesterday was absurd."

"Yu Zhengyu regained his strength, but his injuries broke out and his life was exhausted, so he had to sit down here, leaving these words and swordsmanship to show future generations."

"On the occasion of sitting and transforming, think about this life, regret whether you were the first! Regret whether you were the first!"

The second "repentance at the beginning" was already crooked, but these words struck Shi Xuan Shenhun like thunder and lightning, as if they understood something, and they didn't seem to understand anything.

Turning his head blankly, seeing the dry and sunny blue light in his palm, Shi Xuan's mind suddenly came up with the words that the master said when he bestowed this artifact.

"This dry-yang blue lantern was my personal magic weapon when I was young. The light on it was the dry-yang real fire practiced with the real fire of the dry fire and the real fire of the sun. Each has its own magical functions. It has been practiced to the Seventh Heaven's Consummation. Later, because it is incompatible with the practice, I gave up and gave this lamp to you, not because of how powerful it is, but because it allows you to remember the way to choose when you see it."

The choice?

"Jindan Avenue is extremely difficult. Only those who can strengthen themselves, stick to their heart, and stick to the road can finally reach it. I hope you will remember today's words."

What is my path? What is my heart?

Look at the last words on the wall again, combined with the words given by the master, and think of those exaggerated and truly heard compliments and worships in the channel of the mind; think of the **** **** after Consummation, because he stagnated, he would lose much of his cultivation. Part of the time was spent studying swordsmanship; thinking of the pride of swordsmanship, the impetuousness after becoming the first seat; remembering that he finally pinned his hopes on the golden core with swordsmanship...

Bit by bit, these pictures flashed by before Shi Xuan's eyes. Although he always thought that he was firm in his path and that swordsmanship was only a temporary use for him, but now that I look back on it, the deepest part of my heart is because of the achievements and admiration of swordsmanship. There was an imperceptible shake.

When these things are connected, Shi Xuan feels that the last words and the master’s words seem to split the chaotic darkness with a flash of lightning, revealing a solemn and glorious Golden Core Avenue. For himself, this Golden Core Avenue is nothing but Yin Yang. The Supreme Way!

The **** **** is pure as a mirror, and his true energy is rolling like boiling water, one dragon and one tiger, one yin and one yang, bursting out a powerful attraction to each other!

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In the Spirit Sword Peak, the Golden Core Grandmasters were all downcast. This formation ban really became stronger and stronger, just a little bit worse, but now after playing the hole cards, it is still a little bit worse.

"It's better to give up, if there are more variables later, a few will have to be buried here." Qiao Mubai looked at the Nether Cult, the Jindan master of the Sanxiu Alliance and other casual cultivators.

These monks nodded silently, and they really wanted to show all their hole cards. It may not be impossible to open the ban, but when the ban is opened and there is no hole card, isn't it a wedding dress for others? Especially the monks of the Netherworld Sect and the Louvre School thought in their hearts, wouldn't it be better to invite a few more fellow students next time.

Only Li Huaiyuan's face turned black, as if there was a huge hope in vain, but the matter was over, and he could no longer force it. What he should do now is to eliminate the troubles.

Just as these golden core masters and **** **** cultivators left the Spirit Sword Peak, there was a sudden change in the distant void, and the spiritual energy within thousands of miles was tumbling and surging, whizzing toward the center as if the wind was blowing. The aura is rich, and there are white clouds condensed there, which are very eye-catching in the dark void.

"The wind is surging?! Unexpectedly, there are monks in this cave that can achieve the golden core!" Qiao Mubai exclaimed.

Somehow in Li Huaiyuan's heart, a name appeared: Shi Xuan! ! .