The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

Perhaps they thought the boy was lonely because he had no parents, so the villagers didn't say much and their love for him remained unchanged.

So, time passed by, until the year when Jingyan was six years old, a wealthy family found a teacher for him.

The teacher was a scholar in the holy city. Although he failed to pass the imperial examination, he had a lot of knowledge in his head. He was also open-minded and did not have any resentment towards his failure. Instead, he was optimistic and open-minded, and was polite in his dealings with others.

The villagers originally wanted to let Jingyan study so that he would have a future. After all, he has been smart since he was a child and might have a bright future when he grows up.

So the teacher went to see Jingyan. When he saw him for the first time, the teacher felt that this boy was born extraordinary and would achieve great things in the future.

When he told the boy why he came, he didn't expect that the boy in front of him shook his head.

"I don't learn."

"Why?" The teacher was surprised. After all, reading and writing are very tempting and interesting things for children. Why did the child in front of him feel so resistant to this?

"Because I know all of them."

The six-year-old boy had clear eyes and no trace of arrogance, and spoke softly.

The teacher laughed loudly and asked three questions casually, but he did not expect that the child in front of him could answer them fluently, and he was immediately shocked.

He looked at Jingyan and asked, "Who taught you this knowledge?"

"No one taught me." Jing Yan shook his head: "I was born with the ability."

"You are so smart, why don't you study?"

"Because I have more important things to do."

"whats the matter?"

The teacher was surprised and asked Jingyan.

Jingyan raised his eyes and looked at the vast sky in front of him. Between the rolling clouds, a vast wilderness fell into Jingyan's eyes.

Everything is so real, but he knows that everything is just a splash in the long river of history.

Even the sky.

He pursed his lips and said:

"The sword knocks at the gate of heaven."

.......

The idea of ​​the Sutra is very simple.

Since history will move forward in the established direction, the world's will will correct all "misunderstandings" that deviate from the direction.

Then all you need is the ability to compete with it.

After all, the principle of the world of immortal cultivation is very simple: the strong prey on the weak. This is not just the case between cultivators, but also between cultivators and the way of heaven.

Although the Heavenly Dao here is not real, but a small part intercepted from history, the Heavenly Dao is the Heavenly Dao after all. If you want to compete with it, without the cultivation to reach the top, everything is in vain.

Before, in the starry mist, after Jing Yan explained his ideas to Ji Qixue, Ji Qixue was just stunned.

Instead of denying the words, he looked at him seriously.

"Do you know how difficult it is? It has never happened before in history to reach the late Mahayana stage in forty years."

"During this process, you will suffer countless hardships, and the Heavenly Dao will use various means to check and balance you. Although you can practice, it is not easy to cultivate to a level that can compete with it."

"And in the end, you can't take anything away. You can only grant the Mad Pope a beautiful dream. As for whether you can save your apprentice, it is still unknown. Is it all worth it?"

"Didn't you say that you could definitely free Wen Youqing from the curse?"

Jing Yan chuckled and said, "You lied to me again."

"There are fifty chances of success, but only one chance of success. There is nothing in this world that is 100% certain to succeed." Ji Qixue puffed up her cheeks. "There are risks anyway. To be safe, I think there is a 98% chance."

"Ninety-eight percent, that's enough."

Jingyan lowered his eyes.

"In fact, I have been a little confused for some time. I don't know what the purpose of doing all this is... It seems that everything is a dream. I keep trying to achieve a certain goal."

“Sometimes I thought about giving up.”

After saying that, he raised his head, looked at Ji Qixue, and smiled heartily.

"But you just reminded me that the reason I did all this was for Wen Youqing, for my apprentice. Even if there is only a 50% chance, there is no reason for me to give up on her."

"Her past life was too miserable, so I don't want her to get hurt in this life."

"So, let's do it again."

Jing Yan looked at Ji Qixue and spoke seriously, without any sign of retreat in his eyes.

Ji Qixue and Jing Yan stared at each other for a long time, and finally Ji Qixue was defeated.

He sighed and said, "I really admire you, but remember, this is the last time."

"Your soul no longer has the chance to sustain you next time."

"Once is enough."

Jing Yan nodded and looked at Ji Qixue.

"Ji Qixue, thank you."

Ji Qixue paused, her shoulders and arms trembling a little. She didn't look back, but said angrily:

"Why are you thanking me all of a sudden? I have my own purpose...and it's not all for you."

"Oh... what am I talking about... Anyway, roughly, anyway——"

Ji Qixue turned around and looked at Jing Yan.

Although her previous words were always half true and half false, Jing Yan understood that this time, she was really giving her sincere blessings.

“You will succeed….”

"The little boy Jingyan who is about to be born in Nanposo Continent."

"Hey, that's just fake history. It doesn't count. When did I become your subject?"

"I don't care. The whole world belongs to the king, including the land before history. Anyway, you are my subject now."

Ji Qixue smiled and said:

"The Scripture says, this Pope... the previous Pope commands you to succeed this time. Do you hear me?"

Jing Yan lowered his head and chuckled, then replied:

"Yes, Your Holiness."

295. With the sword in my hand

The practice of Jingyan went very smoothly.

The spiritual energy of Nanposo Continent ten thousand years ago was much more abundant and purer than the spiritual energy of the outside world, and the speed of cultivation could not be achieved overnight.

Jing Yan was unable to practice cultivation before because his meridians were broken since birth, but during the continuous deaths, he realized how to practice cultivation without using meridians.

That is to gather the spiritual energy tempered by one's own practice into one's own sword.

When he does not hold the sword, he is just a mortal, but the moment he holds the sword, all the skills he has cultivated throughout his life will flow into his body.

And Jingyan's sword can be anything in the world. A piece of sharp grass can be used as a sword, and a wisp of breeze can also be used as a sword. This is the skill that Yunsu once comprehended. Now Jingyan has integrated it and improved it.

He could draw a sword any time he wanted.

But the sword that suited him best was the "Su" sword.

Looking at the empty waist, Jing Yan sighed silently. Now in the starry mist, his sword naturally could not follow him in.

However, relying on his previous experience of cultivation, it was natural for him to practice again. Jing Yan's spiritual energy flowed back and forth around him like a sea of ​​clouds, and he was practicing every moment.

He had almost no free time, so naturally he became a weird kid in the eyes of the villagers. However, after hearing about Jingyan's "grand ideal", the teacher laughed and said that if he couldn't find an excuse, he could say he came to his private school to study, and he would naturally cover for Jingyan.

Jingyan also needs his own personal time. Normally, the villagers are very nice to him, but he doesn't have any extra time to waste now. He must practice every moment, so he readily agreed.

When I was eight years old.

Jing Yan entered the Nascent Soul stage, an achievement he had only achieved when he was eighteen years old. Now with his previous experience, he only used less than half the time.

During this period of time, Ji Qixue would always chat with him from time to time, but the two of them had nothing much to talk about except what happened in the starry mist.

After all, the two of them didn't know each other's past.

Jing Yan did ask Ji Qixue, but Ji Qixue just brushed him off. She looked up at the sky and said:

"It's nothing, actually. It's just learning. During the day, I learn how to be a good pope under the guidance of the Grand Master. At night, I practice all the time. It's boring on weekdays. This is the price of becoming a pope."

"How pitiful." Jing Yan sighed.

"What are you doing? I'm doing well as the Pope. I have an endless supply of treasures and countless people flatter me. You're saying I'm pitiful. Do you think this Pope needs your pity?"

Ji Qixue glared at Jing Yan fiercely and said with her hands on her hips.

"pitiful."

Jing Yan looked at Ji Qixue and said, "But you don't have freedom."

Ji Qixue stopped talking. She hesitated for a long time before mumbling, "Why do you care about my business? You are overstepping your authority..."

"I don't need freedom or anything like that. I think my life is good and no one dares to disobey my orders."

Ji Qixue was being stubborn.

The scriptures say this at a glance.

If the Pope is so good, how could Ji Qixue be willing to leave her original body with the cultivation level of the peak Mahayana and run into this weak body of a mortal?

She still yearns for freedom.

However, Jing Yan did not chase Ji Qixue to continue asking questions, but smiled and said: "That's great, then when you were Sima Ming, was there anything you wanted to do but didn't do?"

Ji Qixue held her chin with both hands, as if she was thinking.

She finally whispered, "Maybe...Is there any regret that the Grand Master didn't allow me to have dessert?"

Then she shook her head.

"Forget it, it's just a desire for food. Being the Pope is a good life. You won't understand even if I tell you."

"How dare a small subject ask about the Pope's important affairs? How dare you! If you continue like this, will you continue to deceive the emperor?"

Ji Qixue said jokingly.

.......

.......

But in recent days, Ji Qixue has appeared less and less frequently.

She always looked like she was still asleep, and spoke to Jingyan in a daze. When Jingyan asked her what was wrong, Ji Qixue just shook her head and said it was too boring to watch her practice.

At the age of fourteen, Jing Yan reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and quietly broke through one midnight, ascending to the Spiritual Transformation stage.

At that time, he had grown up completely, and his eyes were still handsome. There was an endless stream of people from all over the country coming to him to propose marriage, but Jing Yan didn't have the heart to care.

What he needs to do now is to practice.

To reach the state of God transformation at the age of fourteen, that is a speed of cultivation that is unheard of in the entire Nanposo Continent, the entire continent. Even Ji Qixue took a full twenty years to reach the state of God transformation. If the speed of Jingyan's cultivation were known by the current Demon Cult, they would definitely summon Jingyan into the palace.

Ji Qixue also jokingly said:

"With your talent, if the Holy See knew about it, the next Pope might be you instead of Wen Youqing."

"only......."

Jingyan asked doubtfully, “Just what?”

"But you will probably die in office. After all, you have altered history in such a fantastic way that the world will surely notice it."

"...Forget it then."

The sutra says that the method of cultivation is very special.

This is what he realized while wandering between life and death. It is highly disguised. When he is not holding the sword, he is no different from ordinary people. Only when he holds the sword can he show his cultivation.

Therefore, from the beginning to now, no one has discovered that the man that the matchmaker was trying so hard to persuade to marry is actually a great monk in the Spirit Transformation Stage, not to mention that he is so young.