Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Jixia.

The lectures in March are over, and after Ji Qiu has explained all the mysteries of the way of refining qi.

The great sage of the Taoist school used his actual actions to prove to him what the appearance of the Taoist ancestor is.

Refining Qi, Daoji, Golden Elixir, and Faxiang.

It took Ji Qiu three lifetimes, or even hundreds of years of experience, to step into or hope to step into the realm, but Li Er discovered all of them in just one month of comprehension.

It would be a lie to say there were no setbacks.

But after a brief shock, there was sincere admiration.

No matter how.

In an era without immortals and saints, he could personally create a theory named "Tao". The old man in front of him is so amazing that it is absolutely difficult to describe in words.

"Li Er, in the historical records of Dayan, I don't know how long ago, this name represents the source of qi refining, and it is one of the few sages who left brilliant deeds in that period of ancient history that was erased."

"He is known as the source of refining Qi, the first ancestor of the Tao, and is known as the Taoist. It is indeed extraordinary to see him now."

"What's more, this volume of Taoism."

In the hall, watching the old man in front of him finish speaking, he took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve, and handed it to himself.

After taking it, Ji Qiu spread it out along the side, and suddenly found that there was no extra handwriting on it, only a big "Tao" character.

This character is made of ancient seal script, and the veins of each stroke on it are vaguely mixed with countless numbers.

Ji Qiu studied it carefully, and it was obviously just a word of Taoism. Ji Qiu peeked at it with his spiritual sense, but he seemed to see a piece of Taoist scriptures with thousands of words.

With just one glance, he almost fell into it, Ji Qiu's heart shuddered, and he quickly held his breath, then shifted his gaze away, looked at the old man in front of him, and his expression suddenly became serious:
"Mr. Li's Daoist scriptures are much more precious than the next month's lectures."

"What I said is just what I learned at the beginning, but this volume of Taoism, sir, is unique to the core, unique in this world!"

"Ashamed, ashamed."

The information revealed by the simulator, for the evaluation of this volume of Dao Sutra, is Zhenshi.

And according to Ji Qiu's knowledge, the world-suppressing series of methods and techniques, among the words and phrases of Ji Kong, the supreme being who mend the sky, is second only to the precious inheritance of the Emperor's Sutra!
Even those holy places opened up by the Eastern Wasteland, their lineages are nothing more than holy methods.

In the face of these inheritances, such as heresy, or even authentic unique learning, are just superficial.

It is conceivable how precious Li Er's volume of scriptures is.

In addition, Ji Qiu is based on the Sutra of Mending the Sky, which can accommodate all kinds of dharmas, accept all rivers, transform it into what he has learned, and use it for his own use.

If you can use the technique of tracing back to the source, you can thoroughly comprehend this volume of Taoism
That doesn't talk about reaching the peak of humanity, or the state of being a slayer.

at least
Ying is also real, the soul is hopeful!
What's even more frightening is that this volume of Taoism scriptures is actually just an incomplete volume of scriptures compiled by Li Er based on his own current insights.

If he waits until he has fully accomplished and exhausted his path, and then he looks back and perfects this volume of Taoism scriptures, how mysterious will he get in the end?

"Dijing? Or."

"Xianjing!"

Ji Qiu's breathing paused, and it took him a while to calm down and stabilize his mind.

That was too terrifying, and it was far from what he could touch right now.

Moreover, even the simulator didn't have hints to perfect this volume of Dao Sutra. Presumably, it was because Ji Qiu's current understanding of the way of refining Qi couldn't bring about beneficial perfection at all.

"It's amazing!"

Ji Qiu sighed in admiration and held back the thought of going back.

And the old man in front of him also smiled slightly:
"I have benefited a lot today, and the movement is really great."

"The old man also needs to understand a little bit carefully, so I will leave first."

Li Er gave up, walked out of this independent school while talking.

But the commotion just now didn't stop at all.

Under the watchful eyes of countless mathematicians.

The purple air in the sky was moved by one person, but when the figure of the old man was exposed between the sky and the earth, it was only under his eyes, and then slowly receded.

The entire Jixia, and even the entire Linzi.

At this moment, all the movements caused by one person are stirring up the wind and rain endlessly!
In this era, visions all have meaning. A few days ago, the fire fell from the sky and fell on the ground. Because the source was not found, it was interpreted by the king and nobles as auspicious.

Today, Ziqi has traveled three thousand miles to the east, and no matter whether the descendants of the gods and blood or ordinary people in the city, they all witnessed this scene with their own eyes!

Not only that, this time the movement is mighty and mighty, but it started from under the millennium, and it was caused by a mortal named 'Li Er' under the eyes of everyone!

In the past, these visions were representative of the divine and the destiny.

But now.

should again
How to explain?

Sacrifice wine Meng Ke, at this time in the stone pavilion, is sitting and drinking tea with Mo Zhai, the head of the Mohists, who is in charge of one of the most prominent scholars in the world.

The man in a black robe with a giant sword on his waist was about to take a sip of hot tea when he lifted up the hot tea, but then he paused for a while following the earth-shattering vision.

Mo Di looked up at the sky.

But I can see the purple air coming from the east all over the sky, coming and going in a hurry.

When the vision receded from Jixia and enveloped the big city of Linzi.

Only then did he put down the teacup, a rare smile appeared on his serious face:
"It seems that you can no longer call him an old lunatic when you tease him in the future."

"As the saying goes, the master is the teacher. From now on, the master and the Taoist priest will be the lamps that are as bright as candles among ordinary people in my generation."

"When my hundred schools were formulated, there were rules. If you can compete with the king of blood, you can be called the second saint."

"Looking at it now, these two seem to be canonized saints!"

Mo Di stood up.

Meng Ke, on the other hand, was staring at the teacup in his hand, with a look of joy on his face, but then he remembered something, and in silence, he pointed out something:

"In this ignorant age, it is really not easy to get to where we are today. Mr. Li is indeed a great talent."

"However, now, as the Master preaches to him one after another"

"Some superficial calm will definitely not last long."

"The shepherds raised in the yard eat grass all day long."

"But if a sheep that is harmless to humans and animals loses its layer of sheepskin and reveals its fangs, it will be impossible to live in peace with the owner of the yard."

Hearing Meng Ke's words, Mo Di let out a 'hum', frowned, then sneered:
"In today's world, the royal family of Zhou does not come out of Gaojing, and the disputes between the seven kingdoms are all caused by blood and fire."

"Which of them, don't they all want to rob each other of their divine blood and authority to fuel their own family?"

"Even if the master and Dao Zun become sub-sages, the only one who will really feel threatened is the king of Qidi. The others are as high as the mountains and the emperor is far away. They wish that Qidi would be in chaos and the world would be in chaos, so as to seek benefits."

"It's just a pity that the king of Qi tried his best to go down to the school, and wanted to peek at the supernatural of hundreds of schools to make up for his own blood loss, but he didn't want to deepen the theory. He often tried it. After so many years, there was no progress. .”

"If he wants to overturn this chessboard, he may not be able to do what he wants!"

"The sages who came out of the mortals are no longer a long time ago, and they can be manipulated by others."

With his hands behind his back, Mo Di's eyes were deep:
"Although the descendants of the blood of the gods claim to be noble, the king of the blood of the gods is even more independent, and they are titled kings."

"But ordinary people don't know it, so how can we not know it?"

"The reason why these seven high-ranking kings were able to fight out from the dozens of false 'kings' back then, and stood at the end, is not because they, like the emperor of Zhou, each captured one of Xuanshang's. tripod'?"

"If there is no luck of the tripod, how can it control the whole land!"

"It's ridiculous to deprive people of their creations, but they still have to be superior to others, and go crazy to sacrifice to the sacred that destroyed Xuanshang."

"Holy, will you lower your gaze to His servants?"

"If there is a big change in Qidi, no matter whether it will hurt Jixia or not."

"However, some people who pin their hopes on these nobles should be told to wake up!"

"Great harmony in the world, the people are more important than the emperor, both love and non-aggression, principles and doctrines, all these things need to be fought for by our generation before we can get it."

"If you blindly hope for others and don't take it yourself, how is it different from a servant who worships the sky all day long!"

Raising his sleeves and looking at the gradually receding purple air in the sky, the leader of Mo Zhe's eyes were sharp and his words were full of emotion.

Meng Ke heard it, and couldn't help clapping his hands and smiling:
"Mozi's words are good."

"Thinking about it, you are not far from that level."

After slowly drinking the tea in front of him, Meng Ke looked at the place where Li Er evolved the way of refining Qi, and couldn't help admiring in his tone:
"And it's not just you, I'm coming too."

"Master, the world is united, Li Erdao is natural, but they are all related to a young man."

"Although we have always had an unswerving determination to break through the road ahead, it is also an indispensable part for this child to be born at this time."

"What's more, Master once wrote a letter to me, telling about his miracles"

Meng Ke recalled the first time he saw Ji Qiu, that young man was restrained, with little details visible, his eyes glowed:
"Maybe, I mean maybe."

"He will be indispensable to end this age of ignorance."

"After all, it is a miracle that the blood that has been passed down since a long time ago can be seen again in modern times."

"Since the first miracle has been achieved, will the second miracle be far behind?"

In the stone pavilion, the leaders of the two schools each have their own thoughts.

And the whole Jixia, all the lecturers were also shocked by it!

As for the capital of Qi Wang outside Jixia, Linzi.

There are even more signs of storms to come.

Qidi, Qi Palace.

The sky is dark, with hints of wind and rain.

In the deep palace, there were two figures sitting opposite each other in the main hall.

The conversation is finally coming to an end.

"Master, this is Gu's last warning to you."

"Give Gu, the 'road' that Gu wants!"

On the high throne, the king whose face could not be seen clearly under the crown, rumbled and shook continuously, spreading continuously in the spacious and deserted hall, pressing down on the figures below one after another.

This sense of oppression is too real, as if seeing a boundless sea of ​​blood.

And that figure stood on top of the sea of ​​blood, with bones like a mountain under its feet.

It is so powerful, so decisive!
However, there is also corruption that cannot be ignored.
In this regard, the tall scholar who had received the news a few months ago, but delayed it for a few months, seemed to have not felt the threat.

The master only smiled slightly, then said:

"king."

"The supernaturalness of a hundred schools of thought originates from theories."

"The road you want to find is all in the vast sea of ​​scriptures. No matter if you want to, you can read them all if you want."

"This is what I told you a long time ago, when Ji Xia was not established."

"You may not believe it."

"But that's the truth."

After finishing speaking, the master turned his back and never looked at the king on the throne again, then walked out of this magnificent and mysterious hall.

He crossed the threshold and saw a 'Ding' floating in the mid-air in the middle of the empty royal road.

For it, pay attention to it a little bit.

Immediately afterwards, with a touch of purple filling the sky, with a strong rhythm of law and Taoism, it passed over the Qi Palace.

The master immediately raised his eyebrows:

"The purple air has traveled three thousand miles to the east, isn't it another sign of a sage born?"

"However, compared with the Jiangliuhuo that day, the purple energy coming from the east is already covering Linzi, it's completely accomplished!"

"Congratulations!"

The tall scholar in Confucian shirts stopped alone on the broad steps of the Baidao King, and then applauded. He didn't care about where he was at all.

The tripod floating in the air trembled faintly, and the hall behind it seemed to shake.

However, as the master walked out of the palace slowly along the royal road, the king who was hidden behind still did not make a move after all.

"Master, Jixia, he has become a saint again."

"Keeping a tiger is a problem, raising a tiger is a problem!"

In the hall, on the throne.

King Jiang Qi, who had slowly stood up, was full of blood.

Even the throne with it slowly turned into the shape of salt crystals, crystal clear and magical.

He looked at the outside world with anger in his eyes.

Then, he slapped heavily on the armrest of the throne, and the throne, which was soaked by his authority, almost collapsed because of it!
Back then, he supported Jixia Academy with all his strength in order to see the way forward.

But today, he saw with his own eyes the masters of Confucianism and the great sages of Taoism, who have reached a level comparable to him!

Look at the vision of the purple air traveling three thousand miles from the east!
Even if it is him, it may not be able to control the divine cauldron without boiling the divine blood!

But this kind of great power, those mortals supported by him, only go to fool him!

How can you bear to be called lonely and widowed, and kill all the world to get the current monarch of Qidi?
"What a mortal, what a theory of a hundred schools of thought."

"I will give you a condition to be loyal to me, Jiang Qi, but since you are unwilling."

"Then let's overthrow all of this!"

"Gu Ke inherited a trace of 'Shang''s divine blood. As the lord of Jiang Qi, all the people who acted arbitrarily should be punished!"

"How many princes who have lost their power are coveting Gu's throne? But now, except for those who surrendered to Gu, they have already turned into dust of history!"

"You and others will be no exception!"

"Since the road of all schools of thought cannot be followed, and the tripod can only be envoyed, but not its essence, the rest, there is only one way to go."

"Allow you to continue dancing for a while."

"But these days, you don't want to live as comfortably as before!"

In the main hall, King Qi's disheveled hair was flying, and his eyes were blood red.

He clenched his fists tightly, and whispered as cold as winter.

And today, all this happened.

Whether it's for Jixia, or for the Shangqing in Linzi, or even the king!
It all caused quite a shock.

As for the boy who, as a butterfly, inadvertently flapped his wings, disrupted the established line, and then completely pushed him into the unknown.
At this time, he entered the dormitory in the landscape courtyard assigned to the princes by Jixia.

Covered by the curtain, between the beds.

The young man crossed his legs into meditation, ready to comprehend the magic method and trace the source.

The Taoism scriptures are exquisite, if you think about it once or twice, you probably won't be able to grasp it.

However, with the help of this method of tracing back to the source, then this process will definitely be greatly reduced!

You only need to thoroughly comprehend this immature Taoism scripture, and then integrate it into your own foundation and mend the sky scripture.

Ji Qiu has full confidence,

You can take the last step, find the Dharma, and prove the true king!
(Thanks to Kinkcat for the reward of 5 coins, thanks to Yi Zhu Beitian for the reward of [-]k coins, thank you qwq.)