The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

The sky was like a curtain, the water reflected cold waves, and the huge halberd drew out several dim crescent moons. The tip of the halberd was like a heavy mountain range, wrapped in soft clouds and clear mist, absorbing the sharp will from all directions, and accumulating the momentum to rush into the sky. The explosive sound waves emitted by the chopped cyclone extended forward hundreds or thousands of feet in an instant.

From afar, it looked as if several snow-capped mountains in the sky were smashed apart in an instant, with icy hail floating all over the sky. In the misty light fog, the fleeting rays of light kept condensing and freezing, as if they were forever stagnant in their past, with their shadows lasting forever.

The light flows like a pure moon, with a mysterious essence. It reflects the clear sky and water, and its light returns to the pure world. It is eternal and solid, and it illuminates this soul.

In the dreamlike beauty, there is hidden a deadly murderous aura that seems to travel through another virtual world. It leaves no trace and is completely natural. No one can perceive where it comes from, how it will actually come, and when it will be released to its fullest.

Without any hesitation, Guo Dongjiang strode forward, his feet stepping on a series of scarlet crystal hazes, and his figure turned into a stream of light piercing the sky.

Faced with this extremely unpredictable and otherworldly halberd, he became extremely crazy and tried his best to squeeze out the true energy in his body, and resolutely chose to continue striking with the sword.

A burning and boiling sea suddenly rose up when the light of the deep blue sword faded. As it rose higher and higher, the water in the entire sea strangely shrank and gathered towards the center, turning into a surging wave column, like a sharp nail tip that appeared.

Obviously, this kind of sword move that uses tidal changes to compress power cannot be separated from the assistance of Song Chaosheng.

However, unlike General Guo Dong, who was only thinking about fighting against heaven and earth and burning himself, Song Chaosheng was more thinking about how to respond next and finding the direction of change in these strange halberd shadows.

Afterwards, he inexplicably developed many different feelings. He watched the halberd light between heaven and earth like a painting, painted like an ink tide, with floods in the tide, and silent rhythm. It was surprisingly more profound and mysterious than his previous millions of water droplets playing together and setting off endless rain tides, and it was a further evolution of his moves and artistic conception.

Being able to perfectly imitate and use the opponent's moves, naturally integrating them into the halberd, and wielding them at will, is this really something that an ancient dragon can do? So grand and upright, without any weird air!

Song Chaosheng's face was slightly pale due to the huge consumption of his true energy, as his mind flashed with countless complicated thoughts.

Then, a roar sounded again between heaven and earth, and the vital energy like a huge mountain fell, continuously breaking down into small drops of water, and in the void in front of him, countless curved lines of symbols suddenly intertwined.

These symbol lines became brighter and brighter, driving the tide of vital energy in the sky to rapidly retreat towards the spiral water column in the center, as if stirring to form a terrifying vortex that enveloped the entire "sea".

The end of the endless vortex is a magical needle that can destroy everything.

The halberd's blade fell, the needle's tip rose, the sky, earth, mountains and sea appeared at the same time, various colors of vital energy storms converged and vibrated, blooming into pieces of brilliant light waves, and it was like clouds and trees surrounding the embankment, raging waves rolling up frost and snow, and the natural moat had no boundaries.

"The one in front is holding on? This is a bit troublesome... I have to think about what plan to use..." At the same time, a slightly speechless voice sounded in the air and disappeared in a flash.

Before the attack was actually launched, Zhao Qing had not anticipated it, because the two great masters had consumed too much of their true energy and had almost no strength left, the seemingly majestic and earth-shaking "Dinghai Shenzhen" was actually 30% weaker than the power of the halberd he had chopped out.

Although the difference is not big, for non-physical practitioners with limited physical strength, it is already an unbearable force that can kill people in an instant, and there will not even be enough time for rescue and treatment.

Two tiny figures flew out backwards.

Song Chaosheng, his body almost broken, rolled helplessly in the air.

For a moment, he felt as if he had returned to that afternoon many years ago, and turned into the young child who had just started learning sword skills and boldly tried to stand under the waterfall to appreciate the charm of the water, but was accidentally knocked over and fell.

The roar of the waterfall, like the most majestic music between heaven and earth, struck his eardrums again and again, shaking his soul. He lay on the cold rock, looking up at the sky, water drops falling like stars, hitting his face, cold and painful.

Many years later, Song Chaosheng went through many hardships and improved his skills by leaps and bounds, finally becoming one of the strongest masters of the Wei Dynasty. He thought he had grown into a Kunpeng, able to spread his wings and fly freely and unrestrainedly, soaring above the nine heavens.

However, on that day, when the sharp edges of the Hanjiang Qianxue Sword and the Baishan Heishui Sword intertwined and the blood of the Song family dyed the earth red, he suddenly realized that he was still just a small fish chasing the water under the waterfall and struggling in the river tide, unable to resist the huge waves of fate.

At this moment, high in the sky, the scene reflected in his mind gradually overlapped with the waterfall in his memory.

The raging tide was like the waterfall of the past, rushing in and pouring into the increasingly narrow river estuary, as if it was going to swallow up this little fish that was swimming alone and trying to swim upstream.

So he jumped.

This time, he leaped farther and higher than ever before, as if he had broken free from the shackles of the world, penetrated through layers of clouds and mist, and rushed straight into the unreachable sky.

A feeling of clarity and transparency lingered in his heart, and he seemed to be in a pure and flawless world. The air was filled with a crisp air, and occasionally mist rose up, lingering around, wrapping him up. It was as if he saw his past self, intertwined and overlapping with his present self.

All the sorrows that seemed so light, the helplessness in being unable to change the past, and the confusion in having no answers to the future all seemed to be released and reconciled at this moment.

So he no longer resisted the tide, but chose to blend into it.

The consciousness deep in the soul turned into a drop of water, perfectly merging with the surrounding vital energy tides without any barriers. It drifted with the rise and fall of the tides of the rivers and seas, and felt unprecedented tranquility and serenity.

A huge sound was heard in the sky; it was the astonishing energy flowing at a very fast speed.

The thin ray of light that had been emitted from distant stars thousands or tens of thousands of years ago seemed to ignore the obstacle of distance, and crossed the continuous atmosphere above, pouring straight into his sea of ​​​​qi.

Although it was still daytime and the stars were not visible, the seven stars of the Azure Dragon in the east began to become brighter and brighter under the influence of some strange energy, condensing into magnificent and colorful light, flashing and projecting their own power.

At the same time, General Guo Dong was also hit by the long spear and sent flying backwards. His lifelong sword was broken and the bones of his arms were shattered into pieces. He also fell into a similar state of mental transformation.

As his thoughts drifted, he recalled the deep-sea expedition he had taken when he first entered the Seventh Realm decades ago.

During that period, he was alone, going deeper and deeper into the deep and dark sea, just to find the legendary treasure of the Emperor You, which was located in Xingzhou, and although it had been discovered long ago, some of it was still left.

As he continued to dive, the light around him gradually disappeared, leaving only endless silence and loneliness.

Only the occasional flicker of fluorescent light and the faint roar of sea beasts in the distance pointed him in the direction and broke the dead silence.

Just when he successfully discovered the ancient underwater ruins and was about to break its restrictions by force, perhaps because he touched the core of the self-destructive formation, the long-suppressed earth fire under the two huge iron towers instantly exploded.

Several dormant volcanoes on the sea floor erupted without any warning.

The red and blue flames intertwined, water and fire merged, and the two completely opposite forces suddenly collided at that moment, like thunder, instantly tearing the curtain of darkness. The yin and yang collided violently, extinguishing all breath, and also extinguishing all distracting thoughts and obsessions in his heart.

It was a shocking feeling he had never experienced before, as if his entire body was swallowed up by that tremendous force, and as if at that moment he had touched the most fundamental mystery between heaven and earth.

When did a thick barrier of sea water appear outside my soul? I just sat there on the highest peak of Biqing Island, looking at the colorful sails coming and going on the distant sea level, but forgot that such a blazing volcano was born in the unfathomable abyss.

Guo Dongjiang closed his eyes and felt his body sinking into the deep and dark abyss again, slowly falling into the volcanic fissure where lava was flowing wildly. His whole body was melted into a ball of hot magma, and he was annihilated and died, leaving no trace of the past.

When the volcanic eruption ended, the magma condensed and solidified, turning into a new layer of seabed rock. After who knows how many years, biological communities finally began to thrive in the hot spring vents. His consciousness, after a long and silent cycle, also experienced a glorious rebirth like nirvana.

The shattered bones in Guo Dong's body seemed to be immersed in the legendary immortal spring. They began to grow and heal continuously with the sound of illusory bubbles bursting, eliminating the sharp intent that had repeatedly invaded and destroyed his flesh and blood, and recasting them into a new, tougher and stronger physique.

If someone sensed and investigated carefully, they would be surprised to find that in every inch of his newly grown flesh and blood, and in every meridian, there were floating boiling seas and erupting volcanoes, and they were all connected by countless mysterious and complex symbol lines.

They form a perfect cycle of destruction and creation, an endless cycle of yin and yang, and the interaction of water and fire.

Countless silver stars fell on the bodies of the two losers like real entities, and then passed through them in a form of nothingness. It seemed that there were not many intersections, but they naturally emitted some mysterious energy that attracted the mind and thoughts, forming a brilliant road paved by the stars shining in sequence, like the most complex and obscure pattern on the star map, winding in the void, with no end in sight.

This is the key that guides them forward, the key that opens the portals between heaven, earth and the universe one by one.

Wisps of new true energy, as they appeared and disappeared, left the bodies of Song and Guo as they fluttered in their half-conscious and half-awake thoughts, and fell into this fantastic star road.

The twinkling stars flew and leaped, constantly crossing the ethereal and ethereal tracks, gradually calming down, and finally staying at their fixed positions.

A new starry sky gradually formed, and it resonated with the surrounding heaven and earth, and echoed with the countless bright stars that were invisible at this time in the endless sky.

"Am I breaking through the realm? I've opened the last door between the seventh realm and the eighth realm, and truly reached Qi Tian's realm?"

There seemed to be some confusion in the depths of their hearts, but there was more of an indescribable joy and expectation, an inexplicable sense of release and relief, and a new enlightenment that transcended the self.

“View the body as impure, view feelings as suffering, view the mind as impermanent, view dharma as without self”, break down all cultivation, empty your mind, will and body infinitely, then you can naturally usher in a new world. Without destruction, there is no establishment. Only after destruction can one establish. This is the true meaning of breaking through the eight realms and opening up the sky.

Similarly, for these two top grandmasters who were accustomed to overloading their attacks, and showed signs of weakness after only two or three encounters, and were almost blown up by Zhao Qing's halberd who had wrongly overestimated their current strength, and fell into a dying state, breaking through the realm is their best means of healing.

It is not without precedent to break through a realm in a life-or-death situation in battle. However, in the entire history of the cultivation world, there is truly no precedent for a person from the seventh realm to enter the eighth realm in battle.

Even though they had already perfected their natal spiritual water and natal sword essence, and had a deep understanding of the vital energy laws of the Qi Heaven Realm, they were still unaware of the specific state of mind required. Song Chaosheng and Guo Dongjiang, who had been stuck for many years, naturally could not so easily cross this threshold that seemed so close.

Fortunately, Zhao Qing's comprehension of this world's cultivation system has reached Qi Tian's level.

When she uses the "Hunwo Tiandi Gong" that can harmonize the soul, allow others to transcend the distinction between self and others, and become a part of her "true self", she combines her own spiritual practice with the accumulated skills of others, and can complement each other's shortcomings and help them push open the door that has been closed for a long time.

However, this state of relying on external forces to break through the realm can actually only be regarded as an experience card with a limited time. It cannot allow Song and Guo to truly stabilize at the level of the eighth realm. When Zhao Qing withdrew the operation of "Hunwo Tiandi Gong", the world that the two of them attracted would shrink and collapse, and they would still fall back to the peak of the seventh realm.

To explain it in more understandable terms, it is like Zhao Qing has mobilized all the funds in the accounts of the two grandmasters and temporarily opened a higher-level trading market in her name, allowing them to get a glimpse of the mysteries and scenery. When the time is up, the funds will be returned in full.

Therefore, although Song and Guo were able to comprehend the mystery of the Eight Realms of Enlightenment, when the funds were allocated for their own use, it was impossible for them to repeatedly spend them on their own formal breakthrough process.

That is, it is impossible to follow the same process of breaking through the realm again and truly open the door before the validity period of the "experience card" expires.

The state of mind that Zhao Qing temporarily borrowed could not be easily transformed into their own foundation. On the contrary, if they only knew how to imitate purely and kept moving closer to her spiritual world, they would undoubtedly be truly assimilated, lose the boundaries of self-distinction, and become puppets of her consciousness.

However, Song Chaosheng and Guo Dongjiang are by no means mediocre. After all, if they were replaced by two other ordinary seventh-level peak warriors, such as Li Xiang of Daqin and Yan Erxiang, their longest board would not be able to reach the edge of the eighth level. Even if they were given the same opportunity, they would not be able to seize it.

Even more so, if it was just a different time point, if Song and Guo had not exhausted all the true energy in their bodies and were beaten to the brink of death, the flame of their soul would not have bloomed and burned without reservation and to the fullest extent, and they would probably not have been able to reach a higher level.

In short, their understanding of being on the brink of life and death in the past and present, coupled with Zhao Qing's spiritual guidance like a bridge, enabled her to walk her own path when she first "broke through" and gradually opened up a new world, which also brought her a lot of gains.

Different practitioners and different comprehension of skills will have different enlightenment scenes. This can naturally provide Zhao Qing with some valuable references when she breaks through in the future, allowing her to comprehend the wonderful features of this realm in advance and speed up her practice in this stage.

Taking advantage of this equally rare opportunity, Zhao Qing once again verified her understanding of the essence of the Yuan Qi Law. Her heart was also full of ups and downs, and she gradually had the tendency to comprehend and weave the "Great Dao Divine Pattern".

“Do you want to continue the competition?” She controlled the body of the dragon, and was the first to arrive. She placed the two people who were flying backwards in the middle of a dragon claw, grabbed them and flew back to the Dragon Tomb Island.

When Song and Guo gradually came to their senses and realized that their breakthrough was actually such an "experience card", they all felt melancholy and incredible, and deeply felt the impermanence of the world and the coincidence of chance.

Hearing this, the two of them smiled at each other, bowed in the direction of the dragon head, and replied in unison: "Senior, we will remember your kindness in our hearts. Although breaking through the realm is like a dream and the experience is temporary, the enlightenment and gains during this period are truly precious treasures that are hard to find in a lifetime."

"After this much competition, we are convinced and would not dare to trouble you again."

Even now, Song and Guo still cannot determine for sure whether Zhao Qing is a human or a dragon, old or young, and what his stance is when he comes into the world at this time, but after going through this battle and the "experience" of breaking through the realm, they have already regarded Zhao Qing as a senior master they have never seen in their lives, and their hearts are full of respect.

"You two are able to realize this, which is worth my effort."

Zhao Qing's voice sounded near the dragon claw: "If you don't squander it too much, the new world you just summoned can last for about three to five days. During this period, you can release the power of the Eight Realms with a limited total amount and intangible and unintentional form."

"Like the 'Heaven Stealing Pill'?"

Song Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, then he understood the meaning of this sentence. He stood up from lying on several washbasin-sized dragon scales. All the injuries inside and outside his body had recovered, his complexion had regained its rosy color, and his whole temperament had undergone a drastic change.

"That's about right. However, Han Chendi's 'Heaven Stealing Pill' can be preserved for a longer time. Its medicinal power has a very strong healing effect. The bonus to combat power should be even higher." Zhao Qing asked casually, "What are your plans next?"

In fact, because breaking through the eighth realm has the effect of spontaneously attracting the power of heaven and earth, infusing and restoring all vitality and refining a flawless body, the strength of Song Chaosheng and Guo Dongjiang, after their injuries have been healed, has surpassed their previous peak moment.

On the other hand, Zhao Qing's true energy was even more depleted, and his spirit was almost exhausted from performing the "Hun Wo Tian Di Gong". If they were to compete again, the outcome would most likely be reversed. However, this news was not convenient to disclose to the outside world.

"I will probably take this time to go to Changling. My cultivation level is close to the lower level of the eighth realm. Even if I am surrounded by wolves and a large number of Qin troops are besieging me, it is enough to support me to fulfill some of my unfulfilled wishes."

Song Chaosheng looked up at the gradually dissipating vitality storm in the sky, slowly exhaled a long breath, and the hesitation in his eyes quickly turned into determination: "If we don't use this temporary power to quell some evil spirits, wouldn't it be a pity?"

Hearing this, Guo Dongjiang, who was still rubbing his hair that had just turned from gray to black, and sighing at the meaning of rejuvenation, immediately stood up, laughed, and patted Song Chaosheng's shoulder proudly:

"Old Song, the journey to Changling is long, why don't I accompany you? Whether it's to attack the Great Qin Palace and take Yuan Wu's head, or to kill through the entire Changling City and break through the enemy's formation, we will be more confident if we join hands!"

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At almost the same time, to the west of Changling City, on the highest sword viewing platform in Nie Garden, a few traces of imperceptible gloom flashed across Emperor Yuanwu's face, his brows were deeply furrowed, his fists hidden in his sleeves were unconsciously clenched, and the meridians in his arms were slightly twisted like blue veins.

This certainly has nothing to do with the fact that in the sword-fighting arena not far away, "Ye Celeng" cleanly and neatly cracked the "Lei Xiao Mo Yan Sword Technique" and defeated Zhou Dazhuo, who was the first to challenge at the suggestion of the official of the Ministry of Rites who was instructed by him, in order to deplete "Ye Celeng's" true energy.

In Yuan Wu's opinion, among the new generation of young practitioners, although Ye Celeng, the head of the Tianjian Division, is very famous and has a very close relationship with "that person", but based on her known progress in practice and her daily style of behavior, she is far from being among the most threatening people.

However, although Ye Celeng, who seemed to have reached the peak of the seventh realm at most, was not taken as seriously as Fang Xiumu, who had never shown his loyalty to the emperor and was expected to reach the eighth realm and pose a huge threat.

However, he was willing to slightly hinder her purpose of building up her reputation and sharpening her sword skills, so that this chief of the court would be more obedient to his orders, give up those unnecessary ambitions, and work wholeheartedly for the Qin Dynasty.

However, Emperor Yuanwu's annoyance at this time did not come from this.

What really made him feel alarmed and uneasy was that he saw from afar that the Seven Stars of the Eastern Azure Dragon, which were almost half-sunk below the horizon and invisible, suddenly shone brightly and the stars sparkled a moment ago, as if they were drawn and projected down by the power of Qi Tian.

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(End of this chapter)