Chapter 3370: Take it step by step and shoulder the responsibility!

"Boom! Boom!! Boom!!!"

The color of the sky and the earth in Lizhu Cave changed, day turned into night, countless silver snakes danced wildly, and deafening thunders continued to sound. It was a scene of world destruction, very terrifying and terrifying.

After a few breaths, a look of frustration appeared on Zheng Juzhong's face, his face turned pale, and his eyes became black and white again. He took a deep look at Zhou Jue and said.

"That's it for today's game of chess. Please give me some advice in the future!"

After the words fell, Zheng Juzhong's figure became illusory and transparent, and he left the Lizhu Cave Sky and returned to Baidi City.

"If you lose, you lose. If you teach me again, how can I have so much time to care about you!"

Zhou Jue waved his hand, and the space in the small courtyard returned to its original state. He turned to look at Ning Yao and Chen Ping'an, who had gained a lot. A look of relief appeared on his face. If it weren't for teaching them, he would not have interacted with them. Zheng Juzhong wasted his time playing this game of chess, and directly drew his sword and hacked the lord of Baidi City to death. The main focus of the sword cultivator was a happy grudge, with clear thoughts.

Ning Yao and Chen Pingan watched this duel between the Fourteenth Realm monks, and both gained a lot. However, their perceptions were different. Ning Yao had a deeper understanding of their swordsmanship, and Chen Pingan had a deeper understanding of them. I have learned a lot from moral knowledge and figured out many things.

"Kakaka!"

Suddenly, a sound similar to the breaking of an eggshell sounded in Ning Yao's body. Countless black cracks appeared on the surface of Hunyuan Ruyi's golden elixir. A ray of sword light seeped out from it, bright and bright, and then the sword energy poured in. Integrated into the inside of the golden elixir, there was a loud bang, and the elixir broke out. A baby girl wearing a dark green robe jumped out, followed the meridians all the way up, and landed in the sea of ​​consciousness. The baby girl held the A sharp sword, his appearance is a miniature version of Ning Yao, his expression is confused and very cute.

Ning Yao's closed eyes suddenly opened, and two bright sword lights shot out, piercing the air and making a sharp sound. The momentum around him was strong, and the sword intent rushed out of his body, piercing the vast sea of ​​clouds in the sky. , the spectacular sight attracted the attention of countless people.

In the school, Qi Jingchun straightened up and looked up at the sky, with a look of surprise on his face as he praised.

"As expected of a born swordsman, his sharp edge is as sharp as an unsheathed sword, unstoppable!"

Qi Jingchun thought of his disciple Zhao Yao and fell in love with the girl in black at first sight. This relationship was probably going to end in vain. Ning Yao was already a great monk in the Yuanying realm. He was only one step away from entering the upper five realms. The gap between people is so great that it is simply impossible.

Moreover, the girl in black also has a senior brother who is extremely protective of her shortcomings. He is very capable and is known as the best swordsman in the world. He holds the sword on Yueshan and fights against the great ancestor of the wilderness alone. This kind of strength has faintly exceeded the shackles of the Fourteenth Realm. About to reach the fifteenth realm, standing in the sky above all living beings. Although Zhao Yao had an extraordinary background and was the eldest grandson of the Zhao family, and was recognized as the master of the wooden dragon of Lizhu Cave, Zhou Jue probably still looked down upon him.

In the small town sword house, the girl in green swung the exaggerated hammer in her hand, aimed it at the red sword embryo, and smashed it hard. Sparks flew everywhere, and the loud sound made people's eardrums almost shattered. Next to Ruan Xiu There was also a muscular middle-aged man standing. The iron pliers in his hands were turning the sword embryo rhythmically. The father and daughter cooperated very well, and the sound of the knocking was dense and loud, like a generous tragic song.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man stopped flipping the sword embryo and looked up into the void, with a look of shock on his face. Then he looked at the girl in green and shook his head.

"It's really incomparable. My family, Xiuxiu, relies on food. I wonder when will I be able to step into the Nascent Soul Realm?!"

The middle-aged man complained about his little cotton-padded jacket. He turned his eyes again and looked at the ground aside. A tall young man was sitting there, his head moving slowly. Even in a noisy place like Jianlu, he was still sleeping soundly. Sweet.

"Go to sleep, it's best to sleep until the fifth realm, so that you won't be bullied!"

Since Liu Xianyang received help from Zhou Jue and understood the mysteries of the Sword Sutra, he sleeps in the sword hut every day and never swings a sledgehammer again. Ruan Qiong also pays more attention to him, and his cultivation has progressed rapidly. After entering the Liujin Realm, there is a chance of entering the Upper Five Realms in the future, and he is considered qualified to inherit Ruan Qiong's mantle.

In the mud bottle alley, in the small courtyard, Zhou Jue sat on the small bench again, his body slightly curled up, looking lazy and bored. He glanced at the overjoyed Ning Yao and said lightly.

"Okay, there's no need to be so proud. It's just the Nascent Soul realm. I can crush a group of people with just one little finger. What's the point of showing off?!"

As soon as these words came out, the bright smile on Ning Yao's face suddenly faded a lot, his big eyes widened, and he glared at his senior brother. At his age, he has entered the tenth realm of Nascent Soul. Isn't it something to be proud of?

In the entire Sword Qi Great Wall, in the entire vast world, except for Zhou Jue, no one has yet entered the Nascent Soul Realm at such a young age, so Ning Yao naturally has the qualifications to be proud of.

Zhou Jue had no reaction to Ning Yao's glare, and rolled his eyes disdainfully. His eyes fell on Chen Ping'an, watching the straw-shoe boy holding a fairly straight branch and waving it seemingly. He was imitating and practicing Zhou Jue's Spring Breeze Sword Technique, and there was a faint concentration of pure sword intent all over his body.

"Chen Pingan, please stop too!"

"You have mastered the Spring Wind Sword like this, it's really embarrassing. Don't tell others that you are using my swordsmanship in the future!"

Hearing this, Chen Ping'an stopped what he was doing, and the excited expression on his face turned into embarrassment and restraint. He looked at Zhou Jue as if he was at a loss, mistakenly thinking that he had made him angry by secretly learning swordsmanship.

"Mr. Zhou, I didn't intentionally steal my lessons."

"Stop, stop, stop! No need to explain. It's your ability to understand the Spring Wind Sword Art. I'm not angry!"

Zhou Jue quickly waved his hand to stop Chen Ping'an from apologizing. Looking at the straw-shoe boy who was still uneasy, he sighed and explained a few words.

“When a tall building rises from the ground, a solid foundation is the way to go!”

"Chen Ping'an, you are too ambitious to start practicing the Spring Wind Sword Art before you have fully mastered the Mountain Shaking Fist!"

"You have to eat your food one bite at a time, walk the road step by step, and do things one by one. There is no need to rush or mess up, otherwise in the end you will find that you have reached a dead end and the road ahead is blocked!"

Zhou Jue's words were thought-provoking. Chen Ping'an immediately understood his good intentions, threw away the branch in his hand, bowed to Zhou Jue with an upright expression, and said sincerely.

"Thank you Mr. Zhou for your advice. Chen Ping'an will keep it in mind. In the future, he will definitely take it one step at a time. He doesn't seek to go fast, but to walk steadily!"

Zhou Jue heard this, with a smile on his face. He glanced at Ning Yao, who also understood, and said with praise.

"Not bad, not bad! Children can be taught!"

"Okay, I'm hungry. You go to the town and buy some food. I want to eat Liu's beef buns!"

Zhou Jue ordered the straw-shoe boy unceremoniously and without any shame, as if he deserved to eat Chen Pingan and live in Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an didn't hesitate at all. He took the coins from the house and went straight to the small town to buy the Liu Ji meat buns that Zhou Jue wanted to eat. He couldn't see the stinginess and stinginess of the past.

Chen Ping'an had a strong idea in his heart. What Zhou Jue taught him was very precious and hard to find, but just eating a few of his buns was totally worthless.

Time flies by, like a flowing river, never giving up day and night, never stopping for anyone or anything, moving forward in an endless flow.

Many people left the small town of Lizhudongtian. The oxcarts and carriages leaving from Fulu Street and Taoye Lane never stopped. On the streets paved with large bluestones, disturbances could be heard even in the middle of the night. The sound of hooves of cows and horses makes people clear their dreams. Those foreigners who were gorgeously dressed and full of wealth also began to walk out in a hurry. Most of them looked unhappy, and they were in twos and threes. Some people often pointed in the direction of the small town school, quite angrily.

Even the new kiln supervisor has left the town, leaving no successor.

On an endless mountain road, three carriages kept going up until they reached the top. Song Jixin and Zhigui got off the carriage and looked at each other. The top of the mountain was a large platform with flat ground. Two stone pillars were erected in the center. However, water flowed between the stone pillars, and the scene behind the water could not be seen clearly. It looked like a heavenly gate. .

Song Jixin turned around and walked to the edge of the top of the mountain. He looked up into the distance and saw the great rivers and mountains. He felt relaxed and happy, high-spirited and full of longing for the future.

Song Changjing was wrapped in a fox fur, her face was a little pale, and she was not in good spirits. She got off the carriage, stood next to Song Jixin, raised her hand and pointed at the gate, and said with a smile.

"The Lizhu Cave Heaven is located on the East Aquarius Continent. It is one of the thirty-six small cave heavens. It is not famous for its vast area. Its territory is only a thousand miles in radius."

"After passing this gate, go straight down the ladder. After about thirty miles, you will step on my territory. At that time, you may not be able to see anything clearly when you look back, but you can understand one thing. , that is this Lizhu Cave, actually hanging high in the sky..."

"A bead!"

Song Jixin stood on the top of the mountain with a broad view. He could see thousands of miles of mountains and rivers under his feet. He liked this feeling very much. He had the illusion of being in control of the mountains and rivers and having great power.

Song Changjing's face showed a somewhat complicated expression. This military god of the Great Li Dynasty, the god of war, and a martial artist of the ten realms, before coming to Li Zhudongtian this time, he had developed an aura that was invincible in the world. He thought he could beat with one hand. He killed the immortals of the Three Religions like Qi Jingchun, but before he could suppress and kill Qi Jingchun, he suffered the biggest failure in his life. When he met Zhou Jue, the unparalleled great swordsman in the world, a sword light shattered all his of pride.

"Sending mayflies to the heaven and earth, a drop in the vast ocean, mourning for the brief moment of my life, envying the blue sky of the avenue. It is really admirable and awe-inspiring!"

Song Changjing tightened the fox fur around his body, a look of awe flashed in his eyes, turned around and sat in the carriage again, sitting cross-legged, frowning, and said with some doubts.

"The man told me that after leaving Lizhu Cave Tianhou, there is no need to rush to the capital. You might as well wait at the foot of the mountain and look up. What are you waiting for? What are you looking at?"

Song Jixin and his maid Zhigui also returned to the carriage, and the carriage was about to leave through the gate. Zhigui huddled in the corner, trembling all over, and seemed to be very frightened, which made people look at him.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"I can feel that there are countless horrible and terrifying things on the other side of the door."

"With my uncle here, what are you afraid of? Don't be afraid, he can hold up even if the sky falls."

Song Jixin didn't take it seriously. He had strong confidence in Song Changjing, the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Great Li Dynasty, and softly comforted his maid.

"Even he can't bear it!"

Zhigui became more and more panicked, shrinking into a corner, his body trembling constantly, his voice with a bit of crying, and his beautiful face full of fear.

There were some bad signs in Lizhu Town two days ago. The water level of Tiesuo Well dropped sharply, and the locust branches broke off from the trunk and fell. The branches and leaves were all withered and yellow, violating the natural law of spring prosperity and autumn withering. Outside the town, where many clay sculptures and wooden statues were lying in disorder, there were often firecracker-like explosions in the middle of the night. Most of these clay Buddhas and wooden gods disappeared.

In the town's largest restaurant, a teacher with white temples walked in slowly, asked for a pot of wine and a few dishes of side dishes, and prepared to drink by himself. How happy he was. He did not teach today, and all the children in the school went home happily.

Qi Jingchun's food and wine had just been served, and a light footstep came from behind. A man in a blue shirt sat opposite the teacher, unceremoniously picked up the wine pot and filled a glass of wine for himself, raised his head and drank it all, let out a sigh of satisfaction, then picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of beef, and chewed it.

"Qi Jingchun, you are really a dishonest person. I kindly pointed out the truth and knowledge of nothingness outside the mind, but you drank without asking me!"

Qi Jingchun shook his head slightly, ignored Zhou Jue's questioning, picked up the wine pot, and filled a glass for himself. The teacher who never drank, drank it all in one gulp, ate a bite of food, and put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and said to Zhou Jue who was a little dissatisfied.

"Forget it, this table of wine and food belongs to you, as a reward for teaching you the truth that nothing exists outside the mind! It's time for me to do this last thing!"

After saying that, Qi Jingchun stood up, and his Confucian robe blew without wind. As soon as he thought about it, the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in Lizhu Cave Heaven suddenly became silent, as if the whole thing was frozen.

Then, the world here collapsed in an instant, and the gods on the mountains of the entire Dongbaopingzhou and the mortals under the mountains all looked up involuntarily.

The next moment, it seemed that a great supernatural being had used the great supernatural power to change the world, obscuring the scene of the entire Lizhu Cave Heaven. In the high sky in the north of Dongbaopingzhou, the sea of ​​clouds rolled and slowly drooped.

There was a person with a snow-white body, his sleeves fluttering, and his height seemed to be unknown thousands or tens of thousands of feet. He sat upright, and in front of him was a broken bead as big as his palm. This Dharma image was extremely huge, more than a million feet high, and he treated the entire Dongbaopingzhou as a private school.

Above the boundless sea of ​​clouds, majestic voices exploded like thunder, echoing in the ears of the two people in the restaurant.

"Qi Jingchun, you are so presumptuous!"

"Treason!"

"It's never too late to turn back!"

Qi Jingchun's huge image stared down at the bead, slowly retracted his gaze, and finally looked up and spoke loudly.

"The backlash of the heavenly way accumulated in the town for three thousand years, I Qi Jingchun is willing to shoulder it!"

Qi Jingchun's huge image, white and ethereal, sat solemnly on the northernmost territory of Dongbaopingzhou, the sea of ​​clouds rolled and surged, slowly pressed down, and kept approaching his head. The teacher looked up, smiling freely and generously.

"Qi Jingchun, you must know that the way of heaven is selfless. As a Confucian student, it is understandable that you feel compassion for Lizhu Cave! If you change your mind now, there is still room for improvement."

The majestic heavenly sound was like thunder, rolling in the vast sea of ​​clouds. Countless silver snakes emerged and danced wildly, and a terrifying momentum pressed towards Qi Jingchun's Dharma image.

"Why waste your words with this nerd! If you want to do a great feat, you must first ask my fist if it agrees!"

The sea of ​​clouds was pushed open by a huge golden palm, revealing a huge hole, and a dazzling beam of light fell in front of Qi Jingchun's Dharma image.

"Donor Qi, calm your mind with a thought and transcend the Buddha's land."

The sound of Zen in the western void was like thunder, the ceiling fell, the golden lotus surged, and a compassionate Buddhist sound resounded through the sea of ​​clouds and reached Qi Jingchun's ears.

"After the dragon-slaying battle, the town was able to enjoy three thousand years of great fortune, and the descendants of later generations were talented, but it was just a means of eating up the food of the next year. At the beginning, the saints of the three religions established the rules and selected a group of monks who took root in the Lizhu Cave Heaven. Although I, Qi Jingchun, disagree, I have no right to make comments."

"But now the heavenly way wants to suppress this world, so come on. I, Qi Jingchun, am willing to bear this catastrophe on behalf of the people of the town. The heavenly way and the rules have never been left in vain. Why do you want to stop me?"

"Hahaha, Qi Jingchun, do you really not know the reason, or are you deliberately pretending to be crazy?"

"Little Confucian scholar, you are rebelling against the great way and overestimating your own ability. Let me play with you first!"

The immortal who was playing with the sea of ​​clouds laughed loudly, and his laughter was full of sarcasm towards Qi Jingchun. A golden giant sat cross-legged, and his huge golden eyes stared at the twelve flying swords lined up in a row and hovering in the sky. These flying swords were like iron cavalry, with their reins tightened, waiting for an order to charge and break through the formation.

The golden giant rested his fists on his knees, slowly pulled out an index finger from his right fist, and flicked his finger. A flying sword shot out, shooting at the broken bead in front of Qi Jingchun.

The speed of the flying sword falling was as fast as lightning, and on its trajectory, it pulled out a continuous cloud tail, and it was about to pierce through the Lizhu Cave Heaven.

Qi Jingchun's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to hold the bead containing the Lizhu Cave Heaven in his palm. The small town of Cave Heaven instantly turned from day to night.

The flying sword penetrated Qi Jingchun's Dharma arm and stopped suddenly when it was just a few feet away from the ground. The golden giant gently rotated his index finger, and the flying sword drew an arc in the air and shot back. He tapped his left hand and flicked his finger. Another flying sword hanging in the air fell down and shot at Qi Jingchun's arm.

The golden giant raised and lowered his two fingers, and the twelve flying swords fell straight down, returning in an arc, rising and falling, and repeating the cycle.

Qi Jingchun's arm was bruised and scarred by a burst of flying swords, and countless black holes appeared, which was shocking, but the teacher looked calm and indifferent.

The twelve swords were aggressive and hung in front of the golden giant again. The fingers rose and fell, and they were about to launch a second wave of killing.

"Spring breeze and high spirits."

Qi Jingchun finally stopped being indifferent and uttered four words. The spring breeze gathered and filled the sky and earth, blowing the twelve flying swords away. The swords trembled, waiting for an opportunity to move, and hissed slightly, but they could never get close to the body of the Dharmakaya.