That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 318

There is a theory of five immortals in Taoism.

Ghosts and immortals are nothing but practitioners.

Immortals are just cultivators.

Earth Immortals have a small longevity, and their lifespan is 200 years, and even more advanced Earth Immortals can live for more than 300 years.

As for the gods, they have ascended from the feathers and attained great longevity, and there is no longer the danger of dying, but there is still the danger of the five declines of heaven and man.

If one can establish great merit on the basis of immortals, one can achieve immortal immortals and live the same life as heaven and earth.

The realm of immortality is the first step in the transformation of human beings into immortals, half immortal and half human, at ease in the world.

Xu Beiyou slowly lowered his arms, and the cicadas on his fingertips flew to his bun, singing and singing.

At this time, the scar on Xu Beiyou's face from being struck by the God-destroying arrow had disappeared. Not only that, but also his whole body was like this. His skin was as crystal clear as jade, as if he had been reborn.

He didn't go through a few months, and he was promoted to the realm of the earth fairy in just a few hours. Even in the eyes of some outsiders who don't know it, it is very simple, it seems to be the transformation process of a cicada. When the cicada could sing loudly, he became a great monk in the realm of the earth fairy.

But Xu Beiyou is not content with this, he wants to take this opportunity to swallow thousands of miles like a tiger.

After Chi Jianjian, the Zidian sword obtained from Zhao Tinghu appeared in front of him.

Outside the attic, Zhang Xueyao let out a long sigh of relief, "It's done."

The Dragon King in white clasped his palms together and saluted, "Congratulations to Sovereign Zhang Dai."

Zhang Xueyao, who is normally moody and angry, narrowed her eyes like crescent moons.

She looked at the attic and said with a smile: "Even if the 22-year-old Earth Immortal Realm is no worse than Qi Xianyun."

Qin Mumian turned her head and said coldly: "Don't forget, Qi Xianyun is only Qiuye's twelve apprentices, and there are eleven senior brothers and sisters above her, especially Tianyun, Wuyunsou and Baiyunzi. Compared with you and me, it’s not much worse, but Xu Xiaozi is still far behind them.”

Zhang Xueyao said indifferently: "So what about 11 people? Back then, my master was also the seven sons of the Taoist sect who fought against the dust generation with one person and one sword alone? After Nan Gui gathered the twelve swords of Qi Jianzong, he was in charge of killing immortals. The twelve golden immortals of the Taoist sect joined forces What can I do?"

Qin Mumian snorted softly, but did not speak.

Both of them are unwilling to be inferior to others and like to talk about the same temperament. It is really difficult to become close friends in the traditional sense, especially when Tang Shengyue, the peacemaker, is not around, the two have disputes not once or twice.

Fortunately, an outsider, the Dragon King of Buddhism, was present today, and the two of them had a tacit understanding to stop.

This is the case between women. It is normal to be in harmony with each other, and it is true to compare each other.

Comparing cultivation, status, status, family business, men, and everything that can be compared.

You are the leader of Wenxiang Sect, and I am the acting leader of Jianzong.You made a marriage contract with the Taoist head teacher Qiu Ye, and I almost married Daqi Emperor Xiao Yu.Your man is Gongsun Zhongmou, and I'm not bad either. I have a younger brother named Wanyan Beiyue.If you overwhelm me here, I will find love from other places, and I will secretly compare myself everywhere, from apprentices to men to masters, all kinds of people, but this does not prevent them from sitting together drinking tea and chatting, fighting the enemy together, sitting together Yongjiangdu.

Now that Xu Beiyou had achieved the fairyland early, it undoubtedly made Zhang Xueyao very proud. Qin Mumian, who had been arguing with Zhang Xueyao for almost 50 years, said something coldly, which was only natural and reasonable.

Women, no matter where they go, they are always so contradictory, but no matter how they fight openly and secretly, they are all at the same level. They have common enemies Murong Xuan and Lin Yinping, so the relationship has been maintained like this. It can be regarded as a friend, but it is definitely not a close friend in the boudoir.

The Dragon King has been listening quietly, with a smile on his face.

He has been acquainted with that senior sister Murong who was born in Buddhism very early, so he naturally heard the senior sister mention these two old enemies, one had a feud in the early years that has not been resolved and has continued to this day, and the other was originally a good relationship but because of a marriage contract. A lot of suspicions are born, and they never communicate with each other.

The relationship between that Empress Lin and the two women is roughly the same, because Yijian on Daxue Mountain has enmity with Zhang Xueyao, and because Xiao Huang and Qin Mumian have turned against each other.

The grievances and hatred between the four women ran through the entire process of competing in the world that year, which can be described as magnificent.

The monk shook his head and sighed softly in his heart.

No wonder Master always said that the woman at the foot of the mountain was a tiger.

At this moment, the attic that had calmed down regenerated.

The three great masters of the Earth Immortal Realm looked at the second-floor attic at the same time, and saw a layer of purple energy outside the attic at some time, with electric lights flickering from time to time, tumbling like boiling oil.

After Zhang Xueyao was slightly startled, she said softly, "This is Zidian's sword energy."

Qin Mumian's expression was a bit complicated, and he sighed: "What a Xu Nangui, he is so greedy, he is not satisfied with being promoted to the realm of the earth fairy, and he still needs to follow the trend to refine the Zidian sword, so as to raise his realm to a higher level. Isn't he afraid to hold on?"

Zhang Xueyao didn't care about bickering with Qin Mumian, and said with a wry smile, "Why is he so gambler? Did he learn from you?"

The Dragon King didn't speak. After reciting the Buddha's mantra, he pulled his clasped hands to the sides suddenly.

In an instant, two water dragons rose up from the lake next to the attic, hovering over the attic, glaring at Zhang Xu.

Under the suppression of the two water dragons, the turbulent purple sword energy gradually calmed down.

At this moment, the two women who have been proud and arrogant for most of their lives have to admit that the cultivation of the new Dragon King is not only higher than the two of them, but also not weaker than Zhang Zhaonu, the ninth man in the world. There is a saying that there are eight masters.

In the attic, Xu Beiyou stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of Zidian's sword, and poured a breath of fresh air that had just been born in his Qi Hai into the sword without haste.

The imprint belonging to Zhao Tinghu melts like ice and snow, and what is obtained is Xu Beiyou's imprint.

When Zidian changes hands, Xu Beiyou will be able to absorb all of his sword energy and spirit.

The reason why he dared to "act like Meng Lang" was because the qi in his body had been swept away before, and even if there was new qi to be born now, it would be difficult to fill the sea of ​​qi and the qi house. After "eating" Chi training, he would "eat" A handful of purple electricity is just right.

At the same time, at the junction of Huzhou and Shuzhou, there is a vast bamboo sea covering an area of ​​nearly [-] mu. From a distance, the bamboo sea is connected to the sky, and the wind and waves are together. The bamboo sea moves with the wind, the waves are rough, and hundreds of millions of bamboo leaves are rustling. Make a noise, Lin Hai listens to the waves.

In the depths of the bamboo sea, there is a courtyard built entirely of bamboo. The bamboo buildings and walls are almost integrated with the surrounding bamboo forest.

On the second floor of the bamboo building, a man and a woman are drinking tea and listening to the wind by the window.

Both men and women are only in their twenties, the man is heroic and the woman is beautiful, it can be said to be a pair of people.

Just when the woman was lightly rolling up her big sleeves and pouring tea for the man, the man's face suddenly turned pale, and he pressed his chest violently, trying not to spit out the blood gushing up his throat.

The purple lightning connected to his mind was forcibly refined by someone.

Could it be the master of Jianzong made the move?

Or, that young master of the Sword Sect has already set foot in the realm of immortality?

Now Zhao Tinghu, who is still a little away from the realm of the earth fairy, is a little bit surprised.

The woman whose appearance was only inferior to Wu Yu hurriedly put down the teapot in her hand, got up and asked with concern: "Zhao Lang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Tinghu lowered his head and ignored the woman, but remained silent.

The woman also knew his temper, and sat back in her seat, frowning slightly.

After a while, Zhao Tinghu raised his head and raised his teacup, mixed the tea and the blood in his mouth, and drank it all in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)