Out of Nihility

"If you don't understand, you're right. You're not a spirited practitioner. How can you understand the secret that exists in the meaning of the sword."

There was no intention of pointing to the wind sword in front of him. He smiled at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes had seen through everything.

In his eyes, this is really not a good thing, even a life-threatening existence.

Inheritance is good, but it is also a fatal inheritance.

This is also true.

"Please give me your advice."

Green resentment slightly saluted and began to ask for advice from nothingness.

If you don't understand, there's nothing to be ashamed of, but if you don't pretend to understand and don't understand the secret, you're sorry for yourself.

Just now, there is a person who knows. Qingyuan has no reason to suppress this curiosity in his heart.

Knowing more about the secrets of heaven and earth can better see this heaven and earth, and this is also a kind of practice.

"Do you want to know? If you want to know, you should first clarify what it is to fight spirit and practice?"

"Is the body immortal, the original God immortal, and the will immortal? Or is our present divine personality eternal?"

"Or just blindly pursue their own strength, invincible in the world and above all sentient beings?"

No one asked.

"Well, what's the difference?"

Qingyuan was slightly stunned and asked in a puzzled way.

He had never considered the problem before.

In his view, practice is to practice, pursue the transformation of the level of life, and let yourself live forever.

With the transformation of one's own life, its power will be improved and have more powerful power.

There is no better way to practice in the world. For struggle and survival, everything seems to be for living.

But now being asked by Wuyou, Qingyuan's heart is at a loss about his practice.

What is he after?

Or is it just a simple practice?

"Of course, there is a difference. The ultimate pursuit of the art of body refining is that the body is immortal and exists forever in heaven and earth; our innate sacred way is to" immortal the yuan God "and make the yuan God exist forever to achieve the longevity of life."

"It should not be difficult to understand that 'will forever' is to let a person's thoughts and thoughts exist forever, which is equivalent to the eternal existence of this creature."

"Finally, like a divine personality, eternity is the way of ability and practice, and it is also the way of permanence pursued by the world."

"Now can you tell me what fighting spirit cultivation is?"

After explaining, he asked again.

But this time, Qingyuan seemed to understand something, but he didn't fully understand it. Qingyuan could still understand the general meaning.

"Return to the Lord, it should be 'will forever'."

Green complained.

"Well, good."

Wu nodded:

"The so-called 'will forever' is to condense the meaning of life on its' will ', and the meaning of the fighter is a kind of' will '."

"What we can see in front of us is this breeze sword, which is condensed from the wind sword of the sword emperor. It itself is the crystallization of all his will."

"It can be said that... It is the fallen sword emperor."

There is no clear way.

And this is the ultimate reason why no one says that the "sword of the wind" is the opportunity for rebirth.

"Eh? Lord, do you mean that the will of the sword emperor is sleeping in this inheritance?"

"If anyone gets this inheritance, he is likely to be reborn by the will in this inheritance, right?"

Green resentment was stunned. He really didn't think that the truth would be so?

Seriously, even if he has seen many resurrection methods, it is definitely the first time for him to see them like this.

So... With his heart, the world is not as simple as he imagined.

"Well, yes, that should be it."

Wuyou nodded again and said, Wuyou looked up at the sky of the sword of the wind, and suddenly asked, "I said, sir, am I right?"

As soon as he said this, Qingyuan's face changed slightly!

His body smelled, and the white breeze flew from him, like sharp blades, directly tearing up the surrounding void.

But he didn't find anyone who didn't ask.

Qingyuan's expression moved slightly, followed by the presence of Taoist law.

Under the thought of green resentment, he and nothingness stepped into the infinite macro world generated by the Tao's jurisdiction at the same time.

As soon as he entered the macro world, Qingyuan saw a burly middle-aged man not far from them.

The middle-aged man's eyebrows are as sharp as a blade. He has a long beard hanging on his chest and his eyes are as bright and dazzling as stars.

He just stood there, giving Qingyuan a sense of deterrence to the limit of war.

"Who are you!"

Green resentment asked.

This person can appear in this Taoist jurisdiction, which itself has explained that the other party is at least one Taoist ancestor god.

As for the fact that he is the ancestral God jichongtian, he can't see that he resents the cultivation of the ancestral God jiuchongtian.

In particular, the previously hidden in this infinite macro world, and he didn't find anything?

This also shows that this man's cultivation is at least above him.

If he hadn't opened his mouth, he really didn't know that there was such a highly cultivated ancestor god hidden in this small sword Pavilion!

Hearing Qingyuan's question, the middle-aged man just smiled without saying anything. After he looked at Qingyuan faintly, the middle-aged man's eyes fell on Wuyou.

"Little friend, you really have good eyesight. Unexpectedly, you can see my hiding place with your current cultivation."

"I have to say that in today's world, there is really a great evil spirit!"

The middle-aged man sighed with infinite emotion.

His eyes fell on Wuyou and looked at it carefully, but the middle-aged man couldn't see through Wuyou.

On the bright side, there is nothing but the cultivation of the ancient god jiuchongtian, but with the cultivation of the ancient god jiuchongtian, it is impossible to see through his hiding place.

Even the existence of the ancestral God jiuchongtian beside Wuyou couldn't find him, but Wuyou found him first?

This scene is enough for middle-aged people to know that nothing is absolutely not just the cultivation of the ancient god jiuchongtian, so simple.

In fact, his strength is impenetrable and unfathomable. Otherwise, not everyone in the whole world can bear the word "friend".

"Your Excellency is joking. Compared with your accomplishments, what are my accomplishments?"

"Just because you separated with one fight, you have the cultivation of the ten Heaven of the ancestral God. I'm afraid your origin is even more extraordinary!"

No sound channel.

The middle-aged people can't see through the cultivation of Wuyou, but Wuyou sees the middle-aged people very thoroughly and clearly.

This is not its noumenon, but a kind of Dou Yi separation that has existed for an unknown period of time.

Needless to say, this should be used to guard... Or to protect the inheritance of the sword emperor.

"Hahaha, it seems that I underestimate Xiaoyou by saying that Xiaoyou is a good eyesight. Unexpectedly, Xiaoyou can see the fact that I am not the noumenon at a glance."

"Xiaoyou, it really makes me feel amazing!!"

The middle-aged man smiled.

The fact was pointed out by nothing, and the middle-aged people were not angry at all, but there was nothing, which made the middle-aged people laughing more and more afraid.

"You flatter me. We're just each other. Fighting together and separating ourselves is the realm of the ten Heaven of the ancestor god. If you underestimate it, I should underestimate your cultivation."

There is no calm way.

Even a fight and separation of mind is the ancestral God's ten heavy heaven. What level does it realize to be strong? To tell the truth, it can't be determined even if it doesn't exist.

"Hey, hey, stop, stop, how can I compare with you?"

"How many years have I practiced and how many years have you practiced?"

"You can't compare. If you really want to compare, I really have no face."

The middle-aged man waved his head and sighed again and again.

No one heard the words and was silent. His thoughts suddenly changed. Combined with the facts at hand, he began to guess who the middle-aged man was.

Qingyuan is on one side, listening to the dialogue between Wuyou and the middle-aged man, while he frowns.

What he can't see through is that the cultivation is just someone's struggle?

Such a fact can't help but make Qingyuan feel heavy.

"Sure enough, you can't underestimate the world. I can't say that there are many old antiques hidden in the world and unknown."

Green resentment secretly said.

After this, he put away his arrogance.

The existence of the middle-aged man told him with a clear fact: the ancestral God jiuchongtian is really nothing. It can't even compare with other people's fighting.

"Little friend, can you tell me how you found me?"

The middle-aged man spoke, and he was still struggling to be found.

You know, before that, he thought his secret breathing method was unparalleled in the world and no one could see through it.

But I didn't expect to be seen by such a little doll here.

He won't be reconciled until he makes it clear.

"It's easy to say, because when I told the truth about the meaning of the wind sword, your mood fluctuated a little, and I just sensed it."

"Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to find your presence."

There is no peaceful return.

But his words are true and false. The facts are somewhat different, but there is no best choice.

In fact, since none of them stepped into the sword Pavilion, he found the existence of the middle-aged man.

No spiritual cultivation has reached the original ancestor god's twenty-one heaven. This is not just talk. The power of his mind, this middle-aged man with only ten days of ancestral God, has nowhere to hide. The reason why Wuyou didn't point out the middle-aged man at the beginning was that Wuyou wanted to see whether he was a friend or an enemy. Fortunately, he has no hostility to them. If he only exists here, he will not disturb him, let alone point to him. But when Wu told the truth represented by the meaning of the sword of the wind, the middle-aged man immediately had something different. This makes Wuyou see clearly the essence of this existence and have this scene at present. "I see. Thank you for solving your doubts." the middle-aged man knew nothing. Then the middle-aged man asked, "so... What are you going to do next? Do you want to ruin this man's rebirth?" "so what? So what?" no one asked. I don't know the man's real intention. It's not easy to make a decision, so we can't deal with it easily. "If yes, please raise your hand. It's not easy for my friend to be reborn, and I can't harm people's opportunities for no reason?" the middle-aged man said calmly. Of course, this is when he knows that there are not no rivals with green resentment, so he can only compromise with them. Otherwise, if he is strong, he won't complain nonsense with Wuyou and Qing at all. Just shoot Wuyou out directly. Let alone nothing, the green resentment of the ancestral God jiuchongtian makes middle-aged people feel a kind of danger. He can look down on green resentment on the surface, but he will never look down on green resentment in his heart. Cultivation is not equal to strength. Qingyuan's strength is above him. If you really want to fight, Qingyuan alone may kill him. "Well, that's reasonable." Wu nodded. Middle aged people have no malice and will not be idle to destroy other people's rebirth. As long as this matter doesn't involve him, the sword emperor will find whoever he likes to be reborn, and he doesn't bother to take care of it. "Hehe, I'll thank you first here." the middle-aged man bowed and smiled. "Easy to say, easy to say. But I won't hinder you, but you don't hinder us." "next, I need to do something here. I hope you remember what you said at this time and don't interfere in my affairs." no one said frankly. He said the ugly things first, so as not to cause more trouble. This is no warning to middle-aged people, or it is a kind of transaction between them. Everyone knows it by heart and goes his own way. They just hope that their own affairs will not be disturbed. For others, whether they are none or the middle-aged man, they are too lazy to take care of it.