Chapter 2568 Similar world, leaves open the world

Lu Chunyang moved forward with a trace of his mind. He didn't know how long it took, but when he was about to lose his direction, he finally saw a huge sky and earth, which was more than a hundred times and a thousand times larger than any cosmic light fragment he had encountered before!

Lu Chunyang was sitting high up, outside the sky and the earth, looking down at the land surrounded by the vast sea. It was surrounded by layers of strong winds, and the land and sea were looming, making it difficult to see clearly.

A ray of mind passed through the Gangfeng layer and clearly looked down at the entire piece of cosmic light fragments. This area of ​​​​the world is exactly the same as what was seen above the real world. It can be found in the Far North, Grassland, Western Region, Southern Wilderness, East China Sea and Central Plains. The layout outline is almost invisible. any difference. As the height decreased, the directions and characteristics of the mountains, rivers, and rivers that came into view made Lu Chunyang suddenly feel like he had returned to the real world. This new world of celestial light fragments seemed to be a reflection of the real world.

Lu Chunyang's mind dropped, and he came to a mountain peak as straight as a sword. In a quiet room, a warrior with a sword on his waist moved slightly, awakened his memory, stood up, opened the door, and walked out of the room. , came to the martial arts training ground halfway up the mountain.

Many disciples of Xijiang Pavilion were sitting cross-legged, listening to a strong man from the outside explaining problems. This strong man in the exterior scene is a middle-aged man with fleshless cheeks, an indifferent expression, and sharp eyes. He has a long sword inlaid with bright dots across his knee.

"Junior Brother Hong."

This middle-aged man is also an acquaintance of Lu Chunyang. It is his fellow disciple Broken Star Sword Hong Qian. As the elder of Xijian Pavilion, he is responsible for presiding over the affairs of the divine capital. Hong Qian who explains swordsmanship in this world is better than Hong Qian in the real world. A full ten years younger!

Lu Chunyang did not disturb him, and his energy spread quietly. He looked at the disciples listening one by one. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a certain figure in the corner.

It was a pretty little girl, about six or seven years old. She was wearing a warm goose-yellow skirt and holding a long sword that was taller than her. There were tears in her eyes, but she was full of stubbornness and seemed unwilling to do so. Be willing to let go.

Lu Chunyang was in a trance, and the memories deep in his mind kept reappearing. His figure blended into the crowd of disciples, quietly, and did not attract anyone's attention.

At this time, Hong Qian finished explaining the swordsmanship and ordered his disciples to think about the exercises individually. He glanced at the disciples and seemed not to notice Lu Chunyang before flying back to his residence.

As soon as Hong Qian left, the disciples immediately began to whisper, exchanging what they had just gained, talking about gossip within the sect, and other trivial matters.

"Have you seen that little girl? The disciple Master Xu brought back is said to be very talented."

"Did you see it? Her name is Jiang Zhiwei. When she joined the master some time ago, she caused the Zhanwo Sword to appear magically. She was valued by the master and was accepted as a direct disciple. She had a soul lamp lit at a young age. Uh, you didn't know? "

"Oh, she is Jiang Zhiwei, who has a natural sword bone and a flawless sword heart. I heard that the leader believes that she has the potential to become a great master in the future and is highly valued by the elders!"

The little figure was looked at and discussed by many disciples. Tears flashed in his bright and clear eyes, but he wrinkled his little nose. He endured the grievances and stares. He was extremely strong, holding tightly the long sword that was taller than himself. , seems to feel a little more settled.

There is no Su Wuming in this world, because Su Wuming has some legendary characteristics. The fragments of light in this side cannot embody people or objects above the legend, so there is also no Mr. Lu Da, and there is no Human Emperor Sword, Heavenly Punishment Axe, or Time. Swords and other peerless magic weapons have naturally changed the fate of some people.

Lu Chunyang looked at the stubborn little Jiang Zhiwei with complicated eyes. He walked to her side, stretched out his big hand and patted her little head. A gentle smile appeared on his handsome face. Under the surprised gaze of the other party, Lu Chunyang looked at her. said.

"Don't worry, swordsmen shouldn't care about other people's opinions, just believe in yourself and the sword in your hand!"

The little Jiang Zhiwei's face was slightly stunned, and she stared blankly at the elder in front of her. The tears in her eyes disappeared, glowing brightly. She hugged the long sword in her hand tightly, nodded heavily, and was filled with joy. Determination and determination.

A gentle smile bloomed on Lu Chunyang's face, he retracted his palm, and his figure gradually faded and disappeared.

"Lu Chunyang is gone!"

In the misty sky, two figures appeared behind the little Jiang Zhiwei. One was wearing a green Taoist robe, with a bit of gray hair on the temples. He had a sword on his waist with a domineering blade. The other was dressed in goose yellow and was holding a divine sword. The sword light was clear and cold. The man The voice is deep and deep with some vicissitudes of life, and seems to be full of stories that have been tempered by years.

"He must have discovered us, but for some reason he didn't reveal our whereabouts and chose to turn a blind eye!"

Although Meng Qi has realized the Dharmakaya, achieved the status of human immortal, and has the characteristics of legend and the other side, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can hide his tracks in front of Lu Chunyang. He has never been interested in this Chunyang Sword God. After seeing it clearly, the other party's realm is unfathomable. He doesn't know how far he has reached. He is the most mysterious among the people he has seen!

"He still chose not to see me. After all, he can't accept it calmly!"

The goose-yellow figure looked at the little him and me in front of him, with a faint look on his face and a deep meaning in his words. He held the magic sword in his hand tightly with his eyes filled with a sense of grievance and resentment.

"The only thing I love in my life is the seven-foot sword, which kills me when I see what I am and what I am not!"

Meng Qi was stunned when he heard this. Back then, under the instigation of Gao Lan, he went to the Xijiang Pavilion to express his love to Jiang Zhiwei. At that time, Jiang Zhiwei's reply was this poem, which gave him his first taste of the bitterness. Hearing this sentence again now, things have changed and people have changed, and I feel quite emotional.

Jiang Zhiwei never noticed anything strange about Meng Qi. She was completely immersed in her thoughts. She looked at the empty void and continued.

"Seven feet can understand the meaning of lovesickness. When will the sword know my heart?"

Meng Qi's expression changed slightly, his eyes showed disbelief, and he looked at the resentful and sad Jiang Zhiwei. Is this still the elegant, beautiful and charming heroine of Xijian Pavilion that he knew!

"It turns out that the person Zhiwei loves is him!"

A look of understanding appeared in the depths of Meng Qi's eyes, and he looked slightly dazed. This was breaking news. No wonder Senior Lu didn't reveal their whereabouts just now. He was obviously avoiding the problem.

Jiang Zhi came back to her senses slightly and looked up at the stunned Meng Qi. She felt a little regretful in her heart and did not dare to reveal her thoughts in front of Meng Qi. This astute little monk noticed it.

"You won't look down on me because of this, will you?!"

Jiang Zhiwei was brave and resolute. Now that the matter had come to this, what else could she dare not admit? She raised her head and stared at Meng Qi, her eyes full of determination and bravery. Even if Meng Qi, her best friend, despised her, she would not admit it. Don't change your feelings, and walk on alone amidst criticism and contempt.

Meng Qinai was born on Earth, and he had never seen or heard anything explosive. The taboo relationship between his uncle and his nephew was indeed a bit shocking in this conservative ancient world, and would be criticized and despised, but for Meng Qinai, Strangely speaking, this is nothing, it is not worth mentioning at all!

"Zhiwei, don't worry, no matter what you do, I will always stand by your side and firmly support your choice, isn't it Senior Lu Chunyang?"

"What's the big deal? If you like it, just take the initiative and pursue it boldly. I don't believe that Senior Lu is not interested in you!"

Meng Qi understood from Lu Chunyang's previous behavior that Lu Chunyang was not hard-hearted, and was definitely tempted, otherwise he would pretend to be confused and choose to escape!

"I always feel that Senior Lu is both upright and incompetent!"

Meng Qi boldly complained in his heart. He somewhat understood Lu Chunyang's concerns and thoughts. He was obviously tempted, but he was worried about his face, so he always chose to escape.

Jiang Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief and became more energetic. This was the first time she revealed her affection for Lu Chunyang in front of others. As her best friend, Meng Qi's firm support gave her great encouragement and courage. Her smile bloomed, bright and moving, captivating the country and the city, like peonies among flowers, overwhelming the crowd.

At this time, little Jiang Zhiwei was encouraged by Lu Chunyang, and dragged the long sword that was taller than herself to the corner and put it away, as if it belonged to her. She was so small and weak that she could not move the long sword, so she could only I picked up a small wooden sword, and under the guidance of my senior brother and sister, I practiced the basic sword skills in a decent manner. My eyes gradually brightened, and I felt a joyful feeling all over my body. I no longer felt the grievances I felt before, and there was nothing more satisfying than learning to sword. She's happy about it.

Jiang Zhiwei looked at her former self with soft eyes, her expression was quiet and peaceful, and she was enjoying the purity of learning the sword in the first place, a purity that she has never forgotten.

Meng Qi looked at the little Jiang Zhiwei, who was only six or seven years old, with a look of confusion on his face. He turned to look at his friend beside him and asked with some confusion.

"Zhiwei, the way you treat him and me doesn't seem to be the simplest way of communication and assimilation?"

After the two Jiang Zhiwei came close to a certain distance, the subtle connection became stronger. Meng Qi noticed it and grasped the secret and mystery.

"Yes, the Supreme Lord, there are no other sentient beings. I treat him as a disciple of Heaven. Heaven governs all things. They are born but not existing. They do without relying on them. They grow without killing. As long as the connection is established, there is no need to assimilate. , Didn’t you see that the sky wants to assimilate every living thing, are you worried about the resistance of the living beings?”

Jiang Zhiwei elaborated on her understanding of the great path in the "Tai Shang Sword Classic". Her views were unique and novel, full of Jiang Zhiwei's acting style, which was aboveboard and sincere to herself.

Jiang Zhiwei's path is not easy. It is more difficult than the orthodox path of legend. If you don't transform yourself, the many thoughts and struggles that come from it will test your Taoist heart and soul. If you don't pay attention, you may suffer backlash or Obsessed.

Meng Qi looked at Jiang Zhiwei, who was full of energy and impressive momentum, nodded, his eyes full of admiration, and smiled while stroking his hands.

"A truly moral person! Great kindness!"

Lu Chunyang sat on the gray futon, with his eyes half open and half closed, there was a hidden light that could not be caught or understood. Inside and outside his Dharma body, his acupuncture points and internal organs were all pulsing endlessly as he breathed in and out, sometimes roaring like thunder, sometimes surging like a tide.

When Lu Chunyang exhaled from his nose, a chaotic light flew out. Inside, there was a faint star hanging upside down. It was bright and vast, surrounded by features of different universes such as golden crows and jade rabbits. When he inhaled, the dreamy galaxy converged, and the dim light penetrated Meng Qi's nostrils again. The vastness of the room disappeared without a trace. It was extremely dark, the direction was blurred, and time and space were chaotic.

With each breath, the heaven and earth opened up and returned to chaos, turning this quiet room into a real abode of gods. After an unknown amount of time, everything calmed down. A glass lamp shed a dim yellow light, illuminating the room with warmth. Lu Chunyang slowly opened his eyes. Black and white were clear, crystal clear and profound, and there was no other mystery.

This retreat lasted for half a year, refining the heaven and earth internally, channeling the rhythm externally, feeling the erosion of the long river of time, realizing the turbulent sea of ​​suffering, communicating with the heavens and others, condensing one's own path, and preparing for one's journey to the other side in the future.

"The training time will only get longer and longer in the future. Maybe one retreat will change the human world!"

Lu Chunyang sighed with emotion, patted his green robe, stood up slowly, stepped out in one step, passed through all the obstacles, and stood in the void above Xijian Pavilion. His eyes were shining brightly, overlooking the sect, and the purple energy gathered and turned into a handle. I have obtained the Tongtian Divine Sword. The style of the Divine Sword is exactly the same as the Divine Weapon Killing Sword sent by Xijiang Pavilion. It is just that it is many times bigger. It sticks straight into the sky and lies between the heaven and the earth. It is extremely sharp and unparalleled. This is the fate of the sect. The transformation shows the heyday of Xijian Pavilion!

Xijian Pavilion now has three dharma-height people sitting in charge. Their luck is at its peak and their reputation is far-reaching. They are enough to be called the number one martial arts sect in the world. This phenomenon is normal.

"When one person attains the Tao, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven! Now my creation is complete, and my aura has infected Xijiang Pavilion, making this place full of spiritual energy, the charm of Tao gathered, the heaven and earth are created, outstanding people and spirits, Xijian Peak has been transformed into the top cave between heaven and earth, and the fortune is stable and blessed. Long!"

At the end of the East China Sea, surrounded by mist, a huge island suddenly appeared, as if it was an island shrouded in black shadow.

A few days later, Mr. Lu Da received a special invitation at Thrushcross Villa: During the winter solstice, there will be a banquet at Jin'ao Island at the end of the East China Sea. See you there or not.

What's special about the invitation is not the text on it. The plain description only briefly describes the time and place of Jin Ao's banquet. What's special about it is itself.

The invitation card in Mr. Lu Da's hand looks like a leaf picked casually by the roadside, still stained with the morning dew. Many of the leaf veins have darkened in color, forming tiny characters.

When his eyes really came into contact with this leaf, there was a bang, and his vision changed. Mr. Lu saw a vast world. The blue sky was dotted with white clouds. The sun hung in the middle. The ground was covered with green grass and there were different types of trees growing in the distance. The lake is like a mirror, reflecting the dreamy scenery.

The sun sets in the west, the moon rises in the east, and there are predators crawling in the grass, eyes locked on the prey in front of them. Everything is so real, happening in every corner of this world.

Suddenly, the world shattered and turned into a stream of light that disappeared. Mr. Lu watched intently as the invitation in his hand burned up and disappeared into ashes without any overreaction.

Mie Tianmen, in the dark hall.

Han Guang watched the leaves in his hands disappear into ashes, his ruthless and deep eyes were like slowly flowing river water without any ripples, and his body was half filled with the dust of time, and half was like a new life.

"Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea!"

Han Guang's expression was vicissitudes of life, elegant and wise, his eyes were full of light, he lowered his head and whispered. This is an invitation sent through the secret channels of Mie Tianmen.

In Xijian Pavilion, Lu Chunyang was sitting in front of the stone table. Su Wuming rarely walked out of the quiet room and came to Lu Chunyang's small courtyard. He placed a green leaf in his hand on the stone table. His cold and handsome face was full of solemnity and solemnity. The voice was cold and extremely clean.

"Hide Sumeru in a mustard seed, open up the world in a leaf!"

One invitation, one world! For Su Wuming, who had touched the threshold of an immortal, this was not unfamiliar. This was a method that only an immortal could have!

The winter solstice is still several months away, and the invitation from Jin'ao Island was sent in advance. The location was not concealed, and he looked like he was not afraid of detection or whether you would not come. All the factions whose whereabouts can be determined and who are worthy of being invited have received such an invitation.

Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea suddenly appeared in the world, and the end shrouded in clouds and mist seemed to usher in a long-lost return!

Su Wuming had a long sword on his lap, his eyes were cold, and his aura was slightly rippling. He was obviously disturbed by the invitation from Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea and could not calm down.

Lu Chunyang put down the green glazed tea cup in his hand. The porcelain was as warm as jade. It was crystal clear and like a flawless work of art. Lu Chunyang loved it very much. He glanced at the green leaves on the stone table. Black and white colors flashed by, and the Tai Chi Bagua emerged in his eyes. Deep in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a bit of admiration.

"My magical powers are good. He is worthy of being the direct descendant of Lingbao and the master of Jin'ao Island! No wonder he has such confidence to invite the Dharmakaya from all over the world to the banquet!"

"Compared with Jin'ao Island's methods and magnanimity, as the direct descendant of Yuanshi, the young monk, Yuxu Palace is somewhat lacking in magnificence!"

Lu Chunyang joked with a smile, his eyes were deep, shining across the void, looking at the mountain where Meng Qi had been practicing hard for ten years. The ruined temple was gone, and there was a small Taoist temple.

A figure suddenly appeared at the foot of the mountain, dressed in feathers and a star crown on his head. His body was shrouded in mist, but his figure was vaguely graceful. He seemed to be the envoy of Jin'ao Island. She raised her head and looked at this lonely peak. She felt that Lihuo's golden eyes, which could see through many illusions and illusions, seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. She could not see the people deep in the white clouds. In one thought.

"Sure enough, he is the direct descendant of Yuanshi. No wonder he dares to support the name of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain."

The envoy from Jin'ao Island whispered in his heart, picked off a leaf, and held it in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, in his eyes, the sun rose and the moon set, the stars moved, the earth took shape, and the mountains and rivers undulated, as if another world had descended here.

Five white and crystal-clear hands spread out like beautiful jade, and the leaves become deep. One flower is a world, and a leaf is a world. The laws are reflected to the outside, dyeing the veins of the leaves, forming words.

"At the winter solstice, at the end of the East China Sea, there will be a banquet on Jin'ao Island. See you there or not."

As soon as the invitation was completed, the messenger walked lightly, and in an instant he penetrated the void and arrived in front of the Taoist temple with the plaque "Yuxu Palace" hanging on it. Just when she was about to stretch out her right hand, knock on the door, hand the invitation to Yuxu's disciples, ask them to forward it to Su Meng, and then leave quietly, her movements suddenly stopped.

Because the Taoist temple was empty when the messenger's spiritual consciousness was detected. It was like a ruined Taoist temple in a barren mountain. There was no master Su Meng and no disciples!

"After all, it's a well-known sect, but it doesn't even have a gatekeeper disciple?!"

The envoy from Jin'ao Island stood blankly in front of the Yuxu Palace. As an immortal, she had lived for countless years relying on secret techniques. She had never seen any regular sect like this.

Most importantly, who should the invitation be addressed to? Just throw it in like this and wait for Su Meng or his disciples to come back and find it?

However, the envoy from Jin'ao Island forcibly opened up the world in Ye Nei to scare Meng Qi so that he would not dare not come. However, the material of leaves picked casually cannot carry a world for a long time, and there are no disciples to keep it properly after a long time. Under such circumstances, if triggered at the slightest moment, it will disappear into ashes. When Meng Qi comes back, he may no longer be able to see the invitation!