Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 713 The meaning of rise and fall (please subscribe, recommend)
Qingyang Mountains, Wei Family!
Above the night sky, following a wave of ripples, Zhou Yu, who was wearing a blue robe, took a step forward.

"This Wei family is quite imposing, and can actually build a city by itself."

Standing hundreds of meters above the sky, Zhou Yu looked down at the city that could accommodate at least 5 people, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"It's no wonder that Wei Wuyang's arrogant personality can be bred. If anyone can earn this family fortune, I'm afraid they will be more arrogant."

"It's a pity that if you only practice karma but not virtue, once the roots are rotten, it will become a towering giant tree, and it will only collapse in an instant."

With that in mind, Zhou Yu flew towards the mountain at the end of the city.

Qingyang City was built between the valleys, and the city extends in all directions. It was built in a very well-organized manner. Obviously, the people who built the city also put a lot of thought into it.

As Zhou Yu flew all the way, his huge spiritual power swept across the entire city.

This city seems to be brightly lit, but many places in the city have already begun to breed a lot of darkness, bullying, coercion, and beauty, etc., happen from time to time.

Now that the city is newly built, the superficial vitality suppresses everything, but if these problems are not resolved over time, this city will become a nightmare for many people.

"What do fellow Taoists think of this city?" When Zhou Yu came to the top of Qingyang Peak, a word came from the top of the mountain.

I saw Patriarch Qingyang sitting in a gazebo, and he had already prepared a table of sumptuous food and wine.

"The scenery in the city is magnificent, but it's already sick." Zhou Yu landed in the gazebo, picked up a glass of fine wine, and took a sip.

"With the ability of fellow daoist, it is not difficult to see the bullying in that city, but since fellow daoist saw it, he didn't care about it. Could it be that this is your way?"

"I became a teacher of Yunmuzong at the age of nine, entered Daoji at the age of 30, stepped into the realm of Jindan at the age of 150, and entered the realm of Yuanying more than [-] years later.

It was not until 680 was two years old that the Yuanying was consummated, and he began to try to become a god of transformation, and it has been more than [-] years. "Patriarch Qingyang said while looking at the small town below the mountain.

"In the past 700 years, I have seen many families go bankrupt, and I have also seen many dynasties overthrow outside the territory. After seeing too many, I can't help but have a little doubt."

"Why are they prosperous at the beginning, but then began to decline later, whether it is because of individuals or groups, it seems that they can't avoid going to ruin."

"Just like the trees in this mountain, no matter how green they are now, they will eventually wither." Qingyang Patriarch said, looking at Zhou Yu.

"Does fellow daoist know why this is?"

"Time." Zhou Yu said.

"It's time, but it's not time. After all, families and dynasties are not fixed things like trees." Qingyang Patriarch shook his head and said.

"I didn't understand why before, until 80 years ago, I succeeded in becoming a mortal.

After choosing to have a child with a woman, and after these 80 years have passed, I understand something. "

"I understand that everything in this world, whether it is an individual or a group, whether it is flowers, trees, or animals.

Between all things in the world, there is a force, this force is called rise and fall, it rises in prosperity and is buried in decline. "

The moment those words fell, Patriarch Qingyang's gaze immediately turned to Zhou Yu.

boom!
Zhou Yu's face changed suddenly, and almost at the moment Qingyang Patriarch's words fell, there was an inexplicable force swirling around in the pavilion.

Under this power, the space began to distort, turning into waves and rushing towards Zhou Yu.

The erosion of this wave is not a life-and-death intention, as long as Zhou Yu exits the gazebo, it will dissipate.

"The meaning of rise and fall, so this is the way of fellow Taoists."

Sensing the meaning contained in the waves, Zhou Yu did not choose to retreat, but poured himself another glass of fine wine instead.

"Fellow Daoist, please enlighten me."

Boom!

At the moment when Patriarch Qingyang's words fell, the sense of rise and fall surging from his body turned into a wave and swept towards Zhou Yu.

Before the wave hit, a gust of breeze swept in. In this breeze, Zhou Yu felt that the cultivation level in his body was constantly rising.

In just a few breaths, he went from the state of Qi training to the state of Nascent Soul.

At the moment when the breeze was blowing, he suddenly stepped from the realm of Yuanying to Huashen.

The further you go, the smoother and more terrifying the improvement of your cultivation base and realm will be.

Until the moment when the big wave was about to approach, Zhou Yu had a feeling that the world was in his hands in the breeze.

Boom!

The next moment, a big wave swept down, like the sky collapsed, and everything began to shatter.

Even the heavens and the earth seemed to be destroyed in this wave.

Bang!
In the next moment, Zhou Yu, who was holding the wine glass, shattered his body and turned into countless wine drops.

But at the moment when countless wine drops flew out of the gazebo, the scattered wine drops rolled back again.

First a wine glass, then a broken Zhou Yu, and finally both Zhou Yu and the gazebo where he was located turned into a drop of wine.

"Fellow Daoist's meaning of rise and fall is really domineering." At the same time, Zhou Yu picked up his wine glass and drank it down.

It was as if the scene just now had never happened.

"What an illusion, is this the Taoist's way of transforming gods?" Patriarch Qingyang opened his eyes, recalling everything in the illusion just now, and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Life is like wine, and wine is like life. Whether it's true or not, can't be told with just one magic word." Zhou Yu looked at the broken wine glass and said immediately.

"If you can do it all, you won't be able to stop the rise and fall of fellow Taoists."

"Then let's continue." Patriarch Qingyang said.

"Continue." Zhou Yu nodded.

"Families and dynasties rise and fall, and everything in the world rises and falls.

This arises from life, like a bean that grows into the soil and sprouts. Because Bobo is alive, it can break through the darkness.

But when the vitality is exhausted, it ushers in extinction. "Amidst these words, a green bud appeared in front of Qingyang Patriarch.

The bud grew into a towering tree in a moment, but turned into a withered yellow color in a flash.

Between the rise and fall, the withered and yellow tree turned into a handful of dust and blew towards Zhou Yu.

"There is life in this dust, and death is also hidden, so life and death are destroyed and turned into a calamity."

Sensing this inexplicable charm, Zhou Yu's expression changed suddenly.

Boom!
Zhou Yu flicked his fingers, and during this flick, thumb-sized wine droplets emerged and flew towards the dust.

During this flight, within the transparent wine drop, there are scenes and scenes emerging vaguely.

This picture is either sad or happy, angry or sad, hiding each person's life, just like a vivid world emerging from it.

hum!
In an instant, thumb-sized wine droplets covered the dust.

But seeing this scene, Zhou Yu was not at all happy.

Because the dust swallowed by the illusion in the wine drops has not completely dissipated.

Instead, it began to continuously erode Zhou Yu's wine, eroding the fantasy life contained in that wine.

But in a short while, the originally transparent wine droplets began to turn gray at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang!
Until the end, the wine drops exploded, and a more violent annihilation than before flew towards Zhou Yu's direction from the broken wine drops.

The rise and fall of a person, the rise and fall of a family, and the rise and fall of a dynasty may have the same meaning, but the power is not the same.

Looking at the dust flying from the wine, Zhou Yu's eyes suddenly became dull.

"In my eyes, everything is empty."

(End of this chapter)