Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 371 There is a great secret buried in her body!

The stele looked ordinary, no different from the granite and natural stones that can be seen everywhere in the world.

However, even after hundreds of years of wind and frost.

But it still looks shiny, dark and deep.

The handwriting on it is extremely clear, like a knife chopping with an axe, with sharp edges and corners, vigorous and powerful. When looking at the handwriting from a distance, several images even appeared in Ji Qiu's mind.

The mountains were covered by heavy snow, and the cold wind was blowing outside the narrow wooden house.

In the house, charcoal was burning in the stove, and when the sparks burst out, there was a "crackling" sound, which added a lot of warmth to the inner room.

The young man with tied hair guided the woman's jade hands in red, leaned over the desk, and personally went into battle, teaching her to copy characters stroke by stroke.

That woman preferred painting back then, and her attainments in writing were actually not that high.

But even so, with the young man's serious attitude, he still imitated his level by three points.

He has been copying Buddhist scriptures in Xuankong Temple all year round. Whether it is Buddhist attainments or martial arts practice, Ji Qiu is among the best in his generation.

So right now, I can see the handwriting carved out of the same mold as the first life.

The Zipao Taoist couldn't help being touched by the passage of time, and immediately stepped forward.

There was a little nostalgia in his eyes, his fingers gently stroked the marks left on it, feeling the cold touch from his fingertips, he raised his head for a moment, and his eyes suddenly became a little sour.

The soul traced the wind that did not know when it blew.

The wind seemed to travel through the past years, and saw a long time ago, a woman in red and white hair erected this stone monument with her own hands.

Then, with a slender palm, he tightly held a sword named 'Qinghong', with blue veins appearing on the back of his hand, and slowly but firmly carved these more than ten handwriting.

Then there was no other movement, just standing quietly, looking as if he lost his soul, just like the Buddha statue on the mountain.

Time passed quietly, from the heavy snow at noon to the setting sun at dusk.

The woman finally let out a breath of dissatisfaction and left.

In a haze, Ji Qiu seemed to see the scene that happened a long time ago through this stone tablet.

Providence.

The reason why this happens.

Because of.
The person who once left this line of writing, the years have passed since then.

Not only that, but with the improvement of cultivation, as long as that person steps here, her spirit will be engraved once, and every time she stops by the side of this stone tablet, the pure to the extreme spirit coupled with its deliberate intertwining almost envelopes her. The Hanging Mountain surrounds the world.

Until now, a full 800 years.

The more advanced a cultivator is, the more he can perceive it.

And observed some dao rhyme left by that person, as well as... warning.

Right now, Ao Jing arrived in front of the tombstone with Ji Qiu.

She looked at the handwriting engraved on it, and recalled Ji Qiu's behavior since he climbed the Hanging Mountain, Ruyu's face began to become a little pale.

Especially the profound handwriting, which is only about ten characters short, made her look extremely dazzling.

Of course, if this is the case, Ao Jing will not make any moves.

Until she saw the name.

Immediately.

The slender fingers were clenched into fists, and the eyes flickered, and the palace skirt fairy didn't know what was going on in this short period of time.

then.

She actually made a bold decision.

There was only a soft shout, coming from the West Sea, the Da Mi Luo Quan, which had already reached perfection, was suddenly smashed out from between the Xiuquan of the Yuanshen Longjun.

With one punch, it covers the world!

There are millions of fists in the Mira world, radiating with the coercion of a real ancient dragon, wanting to strike in one fell swoop, completely dispel the remaining artistic conception around!

Bang!
At this moment, the sky seemed to darken.

Practicing martial arts on the Hanging Mountain, the monks who paid homage to the scriptures were shocked by this. Looking at the vision that affects the world, they don't know where it came from.

Ordinary people can only perceive the changes in the sky, and they cannot perceive the changes in the practitioner's aura at all.

But not long ago, the old monk who was preached by Ji Qiu has the qualifications to spy on the door.

So at this time, when he was comprehending the inheritance left by Ji Qiu in the Sutra Pavilion, he was falling into ignorance when he suddenly woke up with a jolt, and he couldn't help revealing a chill all over his body.

The divine perception that belonged to the birth of the Qi Refining Realm made him vaguely know where the movement came from.

It is, deep in the cemetery at the foot of the hanging mountain.

And according to the records of the Xuankong Temple for nearly a thousand years, most of the tombstones in the deepest part of the cemetery were kept secret.

Because the person buried in the tomb has a very deep relationship with the red-clothed sword fairy who has appeared many times in the past thousand years, like a miracle, and left rumors of strange things in the Xuankong Temple.

Few people know that the lineage of Xuankong Temple has not been without incident for hundreds of years, just like when the generation of Zen Master Jue Wu and Jing Ming presided over ended, there was a vacuum.

At that point in time, the Hanging Mountain was even hostile by the dynasty, and was in danger of extinction. It has been passed down for a long time, and it was almost overthrown by the dynasty.

just last.
With the arrival of a figure with white hair and red clothes, all calamities disappeared and became invisible.

Because the matter was really a bit tortuous and bizarre, it was not recorded in the file, but passed down orally from generation to generation.

And as the guardian of the ancestral hall, it is also the living fossil ancestor of the Xuankong Temple today, it is impossible for this old monk not to know.

According to legend, the red-clothed sword fairy is suspected to be very similar to Princess Dagan who had a husband and wife relationship long ago after a patriarch returned to vulgarity.

And the name of the patriarch in the tombstone
It is the same person as the young patriarch who is suspected of teaching his true method today.

These are all past events that have been covered in dust for hundreds of years. Even a highly respected old monk has survived more than a year of hardships, and this is the first time he has encountered this.

The more he thought about it for a while, he couldn't help but shudder:

"You can't say it, you can't say it."

The old monk in the Xuankong Temple gave up his thoughts and closed his eyes tightly. He sensed that the outside world was about to storm and murmured slowly.

These things all happened nearly a thousand years ago. If the mythical history recorded in those picture books is true, his bones and the Xuankong Temple must never be mixed.

And to be honest, it is the best policy to treat it as a celestial phenomenon, and then practice chanting Buddha's name and get through it safely.

After all, there is still a clear line between those practitioners who fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and the world.

Even the Linjiang Lin family, which is suspected of having an ancestor in charge today, wants to see the real fairy trail, but it is just a joke.

After reading it, the old monk immediately ordered the monks to inform the abbot of this news, and ordered all the disciples on the Hanging Mountain not to go down the mountain, let alone go to the cemetery at this time, anyone who dares to violate it will be expelled from the master.

So far, the turmoil on the mountain has just subsided.

Cemetery, in front of Ji Qiu's own tombstone.

He was still immersed in that memory, when he saw Ao Jing's aura suddenly changed, three thousand blue hairs danced wildly like a waterfall, and he punched out with all his strength, wanting to smash away the spirit that enveloped this place at this time , couldn't help shrinking his eyes:
"Ah Jing, what do you mean?"

At this time, Ji Qiu actually knew one thing clearly in his heart.

That is Su Qixiu, who has not fallen.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to leave behind such a terrifying divine will in front of this tombstone!

It is no exaggeration to say that to be able to influence oneself unconsciously, the person who made the handwriting must be at least a Fangyuan Shendao Lord!
After all, even though Ji Qiu lost the primordial spirit, he was still an upright primordial spirit in the fourth reincarnation.

Even though the practice has been dissipated, the spiritual foundation is still there, and the primordial spirit is close to him, which can make him fall for the tricks. In the whole world, there are not many people in the same situation who can do it.

But if you can be free, you will come here many times in 800 years, and make this handwriting in front of the grave of a mortal monk.

Come to think of it, there is only one person.

For a moment, Ji Qiu's heart was full of unprecedented joy, and at the same time, there was still some anticipation.

He is looking forward to whether he can rely on the existing magical powers, such as tracing back to the source, and find traces of Su Qixiu's existence through other methods.

After all, Su Qixiu's various actions mean that she has never forgotten Ji Qiu.

That being the case.

After all, he was going to find her.

However, before Ji Qiu finished his gratitude, there was a scene that he never expected.

Ao Jing shot suddenly without warning, bursting out with a terrifying aura of primordial spirit, with five slender fingers, squeezed into a fist, turning into a million fists, and wanted to tear apart the great array of divine will that enveloped this place!

The sudden movement made Ji Qiu startled, and he didn't know the reason.

But regarding this, Ao Jing just frowned and said nothing.

But she acted like this, not because she was dizzy.

In fact, right now, Ao Jing's eyes are clear, she knows better than anyone else what she is doing at the moment.

"couple."

The faint blue mysterious light circulated in those bright eyes. When he said this word, Ao Jing almost gritted his teeth.

She pursed her lower lip, and her frantically beating heart showed her unease.

Of course, it's not just sour, it's not.

Although, there is indeed an accumulation of unhappiness and anger.

Ao Jing, who can be regarded as the giant of Yuanshen for more than 1000 years, is proud.

In fact, she is no different from other powerful beings, she is also high in the clouds, overlooking the huge practice world, just like her identity.

She was originally a true dragon of the West Sea that was as dazzling as the sun, but once she stepped into the primordial spirit, she was honored by the heavens and the earth and looked down upon all living beings.

As for Ji Qiu's tenderness, she is just pretending, or in other words, she is willing to do this only in front of him, and she is willing to do so.

As for the love debt that Ji Qiu talked about, in fact Ao Jing is also like this, he never cared about it from the beginning to the end.

This is not generosity.

Just because they simply don't care.

Not everyone is the proud son of heaven, but everyone like Zhao Ziqiong can still have the opportunity to soar all the way after the world opens up.

For most people, it is unimaginable to reach the end of the golden elixir, and the dharma and primordial spirit after that often only exist in concepts.

The reason why Ao Jing said "hypocritically" that he didn't care about anything in front of Ji Qiu, and was willing to share the so-called love, was just a show.

Because it is powerful, it doesn't care.

The real dragon soaring beyond the sky, has the desire to control buried in the bones.

Even if he was weak, he didn't show it when he was young, but after climbing to the sky and overlooking the Eastern Wasteland, can that person's temperament be the same as it was at the beginning?

If it's an ant, treat it as a pet raised by your husband, and just laugh it off.

In her eyes, even if the person does not die, he is just a Dharma appearance, even if he lives forever, but in the eyes of Yuanshen Daojun, he is still like an ant, without much difference.

But Ao Jing couldn't ignore the remnant of divine will engraved on the stone tablet, as if he was in charge of the will of heaven.

at this moment.

Not only did she have a strong sense of crisis rising from her heart, but also a thought of crisis warning kept rising in her heart, that is
He decided not to call Ji Qiu, but to find that woman!

Because that would bring him unimaginable turmoil and risks, even if it was her, it would be impossible to keep him!

The determination to win or lose and the unspeakable taboo emerged in his heart together, and without hesitation, Ao Jing wanted to break the realm shrouded in divine will!
She was out of breath and looked ahead.

The divine will intertwined in the haze seemed to reflect a peerless fairy with white hair like snow, coiled between the temples, held loosely by a jade hairpin, and dressed in red clothes as bright as the scorching sun.

The white hair is as cold as winter snow, and the red dress is as stunning as a peony.

Even if we have never met, it is just hearsay.

But with just one glance, Ao Jing is sure that he will never admit the wrong person!
This person is the rumored successor of the Emperor's Classics who has entered the long-sinking Yaochi orthodoxy, and gained the power of the whole world, pointing at immortality!

Su Qixiu!

In her hand, she held a hazy sword whose shape could not be seen clearly, but when she looked at it with only her eyes, she seemed to be peering into the vast sky, unfathomable.

God's will sword!
Before the end of the Era, the sword worn by one of the few supreme beings, the Lord of Yaochi, before his fall.

This is an upright emperor's weapon, far surpassing the sacred treasure, the world-defying magic weapon!

It is even said that a long time ago, it was hailed as the number one killer in the world, as if it was unpredictable!

In this long-sinking Era, the path of Venerable Zhan Dao has been cut off. Even if there is a higher-level secret volume in the orthodox holy land, others will not know it.

As for Emperor Jing
The supreme ancient corpse and the place of inheritance, except for the startling Yaochi, there is no trace of it in Donghuang.

There is an inheritance who is good at calculating the secrets of the heavens. He once spent a lot of money to explore the traces of Su Qixiu, but only saw a haze and rumors of the robber at the end of the Ji Dynasty.

At the end of each era, a true genius will be born.

That is a peerless person who can break the shackles, reach the Supreme, and even find the secret of immortality in the Yuantian Great Realm!

For example, the Lord of the Yaochi in the previous era, the Supreme Lord of Butian, they are all great supernatural powers who can fight across the starry sky one-on-one with the giants of the heaven above the sky!
But now, the only one who is sure that there is a probability that they can match their existence and take the lead is Su Qixiu.

Her path to the primordial spirit has been stained with endless slaughter and rain of blood. Many arrogances and even disciples of the Holy Land have died in her hands. Those people coveted her inheritance, but they were all broken The halberd sank into the sand, even the primordial spirit was enraged, and the devil descended, but he returned in vain.

What's more, now that she has entered the 'underworld', she wants to explore some great secrets, but she is nowhere to be found, and she seems to have died there!
Everyone wants to kill her, or get the magic of immortality from her.

Behind that person, it represents the enemy of the whole world.

If others find out, Ji Qiu has a relationship with her
In other words, if Ji Qiu is unwilling, he will go to her like a fool.
Ao Jing is familiar with Ji Qiu, she has reason to think that Ji Qiu can do this!
So thinking of this, even Ao Jing couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart, the idea that was not sure before was finally settled.

She made up her mind to break this invisible divine will.

Then she took Ji Qiuyuan away, determined not to ask him to intervene in this matter!
"It's nothing more than a divine will from a long time ago, even if it takes a lot of effort, how can it stop my overwhelming fist?!"

With blazing flames in his eyes, Ao Jing ignored Ji Qiu, and met the figure in red who seemed to appear with fists and swords!
Although in the outside world, there is no disturbance.

But only Ji Qiu who is here
Only then can he detect that wave that is extremely dangerous to the Dharma.

What an inadvertence, he could be wiped out for it!

As the red-clothed fairy swung his sword, Ji Qiu looked at Ao Jing who suddenly exploded, frowning in puzzlement.

Just as he was about to continue speaking and stop Ao Jing, he suddenly noticed a trace of dao rhyme that seemed familiar.

then
[Detected the Supreme Inheritance—Tianyi Sword (incomplete), is it traceable to the source? 】

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