Chapter 3446: One thought, life and death, the highest swordsmanship

In the Divine Continent of the Middle Earth, at the top of Sui Mountain in Zhongyue, Zhou Jue was wearing a wide Confucian shirt, facing the cold wind, looking at the rising sun on the horizon, with thousands of red lights illuminating the entire world and the night. When it is gone, the light is restored.

The little girl in black has two small buns on her head. She is chubby and has a bright smile on her white and tender face. Her big eyes are black and white, clear and bright, not stained by a wisp of dust from the worldly world. She is innocent and sparkling. Staring at the young scholar beside him, he tightly grasped the corner of his clothes with a pair of chubby little hands and said playfully.

"Zhou Jue, Zhou Jue, I'm bored here every day. The old scholar brags with Master Suishan every day and sleeps in. I don't know if this can really help Chen Ping'an. I've suffered from Miss Ning. Entrustment, if this thing is not done well, I will have no shame in going back to see her! "

The little girl in black is not very good at calculating. To chant a person's name, she needs to break off one finger. The ten white and tender little fingers are quickly used up. The little girl's sparse eyebrows keep moving, like a Caterpillar continued with some embarrassment.

"I've been missing you a lot during this time, as well as Miss Ning, Grandpa Chen, Grandpa Nalan, and the old deaf boy. Anyway, there are so many people I miss!"

The little girl in black wrinkled her little face, her smile faded a bit, as if she was still worrying about her little sorrow. Fortunately, the sorrow was not big, only the size of a grain of rice, and could be resolved by eating some melon seeds.

Zhou Jue raised his right hand and landed on the head of the little girl in black. He rubbed it vigorously and messed up Zhou Mili's hair. It was as messy as a chicken coop. A faint smile appeared on his elegant and handsome face, and he looked gentle. said.

"Xiaomili, you did a great job. Chen Ping'an's matter has been resolved, don't worry!"

Zhou Mili first pressed Zhou Jue's generous and warm palms with his two small hands, then straightened out his messy hair, and then looked up at Zhou Jue's face, with a very surprised expression, and hurriedly said.

"Solved?"

"Oh, I haven't even taken action yet. I haven't helped at all. Chen Ping'an's trouble is over. I don't even know what to tell Miss Ning!"

The little girl in black's worry as big as a grain of rice dissipated, and a new worry as big as a grain of rice appeared, but it was smaller than the previous one, because it only involved her own face, and it could be resolved without eating melon seeds.

"Xiaomili, you don't have to belittle yourself. You have made a great contribution this time. If you hadn't stopped me in Suishan, someone in the Confucian Temple would have taken action!"

Zhou Jue looked into the distance, and saw a bright white pillar of light filling the space between heaven and earth. His extremely rich literary fortune had almost condensed into substance, turning into countless golden words, articles, and books that appeared in his eyes. ,one In this solemn and sacred temple, dozens of awe-inspiring auras flourished, supporting the entire awe-inspiring world. Confucianism is worthy of being the master of the awe-inspiring world. There are actually dozens of sages at the Ascension level and above. This power Far superior to the wild monster clan.

If Haoran Tianxia had not only the Wild Monster Clan as its only enemy, but also needed to defend against the gods from outside the world, the Wild World would not be a match for Haoran Tianxia at all, and there would be no need for the sword cultivator lineage to guard the Sword Qi Great Wall for thousands of years.

"Really?"

The little girl in black raised her little head, her big eyes flashing with doubts, suspecting that Zhou Jue was just comforting her.

"But I didn't do anything in Suishan. I just ate melon seeds, dried fish, and chatted with the old scholar and the great master Suishan every day!"

Zhou Mili scratched her face shyly, feeling that she had failed Miss Ning and had not been able to help Chen Ping'an at all.

"As long as you stay in Suishan, you will be doing Chen Ping'an a big favor. The Holy Master, Li Sheng has a good relationship with you, so naturally I am embarrassed to let people from the Confucian Temple intervene again!"

Zhou Jue smiled, and two figures appeared in his sight, standing one behind the other, in the small cave in the deepest part of the Confucian Temple, one was an old man, and the other was middle-aged.

The old man has a thin face, many wrinkles, and a strong spirit. He is wearing a wide Confucian robe, blowing in the strong wind, making a hunting sound, and has an immortal style. His long silver-white hair falls behind him, his eye sockets are sunken, and his eyes are as deep as the abyss of the vast sea. , shining with the light of wisdom and a friendly smile, giving people a kind feeling like an old man next door.

The kind old man is the most sage teacher of Confucianism, a heavenly being in the fifteenth realm, and he is the spiritual leader of scholars in the world. He is also the teacher of the sage and the sub-sage.

The middle-aged man's facial lines are cold and hard, his expression is serious, and his body has a strong cultural influence that is rare in the world. The charm of the great road on his body blends with the rules of heaven and earth, and condenses into Confucian rules and etiquette, which governs every move of hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the world. , Only then did the world have peace and prosperity.

The middle-aged man is the second person in the world, a Confucian sage, and his cultivation is the highest among the fourteen monks in the world. He has formulated many rules and etiquette, restrains and restricts the monks on the mountain, unifies all standards in the world, and leads a group of Confucian temple saints to fight against Shinto. Yu Ni is one of the strongest people under the founders of the three religions.

Zhou Jue nodded slightly to indicate to the two of them, and a peerless edge emerged from the top of his head, like a towering divine sword, cutting through thousands of chains of order. Wherever it passed, the rhyme of the Tao dissipated, the laws collapsed, and turned into chaos, destroyed by one sword. All methods.

Then the chaos of nothingness was broken by a brilliant sword light. Earth, wind, water, and fire were born, and the clear and turbid differentiated. The clear ascended to the sky, and the turbid fell to the earth. The yin and yang and the five elements rotated. The sun, moon, and stars shined. Wind, rain, thunder and lightning condensed, and mountains, rivers, and seas Born, one sword creates all kinds of magic.

The deep eyes of the Supreme Saint Teacher, like the abyss of the vast ocean, shrank slightly, the wrinkles on his face were stretched out, and his mouth did not open or close, and a voice came from the air.

"What a method of birth and death in one thought, you have reached the highest level of swordsmanship!"

The cold and serious face of the Saint of Etiquette also showed shock, and the Dao rhyme around him shook slightly. Facing the peerless edge displayed by Zhou Jue, his order was simply unable to resist, let alone restrain the other party.

"Jump out of the three realms, not in the five elements!"

Zhou Jue's heart was imprinted on his heart, his red lips moved, and his voice was transmitted, and he chuckled.

"It's just a trifle, not worth mentioning!"

The Supreme Saint Teacher and the Saint of Etiquette heard the words and shook their heads at the same time, disagreeing with Zhou Jue's humble words.

"If the highest swordsmanship is just a trifle, then there is no such thing as a great road in the four worlds. They are all just mayflies!"

"Zhou Jue, I am just a big water monster in the Dumb Lake. The Great Saint and the Saint of Etiquette are the two most powerful old gods in the Haoran world. I have only met them twice. I can't say that we have a good relationship. How can it be as honorable as you say!"

Zhou Mili's little hands pulled Zhou Jue's Confucian robe and shook it hard, saying with self-awareness.

Zhou Jue was awakened immediately. The small cave in the deepest part of the Confucian Temple in his sight had been hidden in the endless void without leaving any trace. He smiled dumbly.

"I said there is, and you have it!"

Zhou Mili is the housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion. Being able to appear on Suishan represents Zhou Jue's intention. The Great Saint and the Saint of Etiquette naturally have to give the black-clothed girl a face.

"Really?"

The little girl in black raised her head, her big eyes were filled with joy, the tiny worries in her heart disappeared, and a bright smile climbed up her cheeks again, pure and innocent, very contagious.

"Of course it's true!"

Zhou Jue's broad palm rubbed the little girl's head again, the soft black hair felt very good, making him love it, causing Zhou Mili to roll his eyes, and a pair of chubby, white and tender hands tried to stop him.

At this time, there were two more figures on the top of the mountain, the shabby old scholar, and the golden armor god Suishan Great God, the two stood quietly behind Zhou Jue and Zhou Mili, without making a move.

"Zhou Mili is leaving, we're going to visit Chen Ping'an's place, you helped him so much, he must treat you well!"

Zhou Jue held the hand of the little girl in black, glanced at the shabby old scholar, and signaled with his eyes.

"Are you going?"

The old scholar shook his head and winked. It was not suitable for him to go to Luopu Mountain now. The chief priest of the Confucian Temple was still waiting outside Sui Mountain, drinking the northwest wind. If he was caught, even if he was as thick-skinned as a city wall, he would still be a little embarrassed.

Zhou Jue nodded and took a step forward. The void twisted and rippled like a rippling water surface, and disappeared with the little girl in black on the top of Sui Mountain.

The golden armored god let out a long breath, turned into a gust of wind, blew away the sea of ​​clouds, and said with lingering fear.

"You are worthy of being the first swordsman in ancient and modern times. Your sharp edge suppressed my divine power and I dare not move at all."

As the first of the thousands of gods in the mountains of the Central Earth Shenzhou, the Great God of Sui Mountain has a respected status and powerful strength. He has reached the fourteenth realm and stands at the top of the world. However, facing Zhou Jue's sharp power, he was still suppressed and dared not breathe.

"The highest swordsmanship in the world, how can we reach it!"

The old scholar's vicissitudes of life sparkled with wisdom. He had a deep understanding of Zhou Jue's strength and realm, and had long regarded him as an existence of the same level as the founder of the three religions. In the eyes of such a person who has ascended to heaven, the great monk of the fourteenth realm is just a mayfly, not worth mentioning at all.

At dawn, Chen Pingan had a dreamless night, left the town, and finally returned to the foot of Luopu Mountain.

A memorial archway was built at the gate of Luopu Mountain, but there was no plaque yet.

Logically speaking, there is a mountain god temple on the top of Luopu Mountain, and a mountain god plaque should be hung. However, the mountain god, who was born as a former kiln supervisor, was unlucky. He was originally living under the roof of others in Luopu Mountain, where Chen Ping'an's family business was based. He also had a very bad relationship with Wei Bo, the main god of Beiyue. In addition, there was a martial arts master Cui Cheng living in the bamboo building of Luopu Mountain. Li Xisheng even wrote characters on the wall of the bamboo building with a small snow cone, which made the whole Luopu Mountain fall a little, and the mountain god temple was greatly affected.

As a result, the mountain god temple of Luopu Mountain is the least popular among the three mountain god temples in Longquan County. This mountain god who was made into a golden body after his death can be said to be unpopular everywhere and unlucky.

As the main god of Beiyue and Chen Ping'an's old neighbor, Wei Bo had long noticed Chen Ping'an's whereabouts and waited at the foot of Luopu Mountain, watching the young man in green shirt and carrying a sword slowly approaching.

Wei Bo was originally the Beiyue God of the Shenshui Kingdom in the previous dynasty, enjoying royal courtesy and the love of the people. With the rise of the Dali Dynasty and the fall of the Shenshui Kingdom, he was implicated and demoted, his golden body was broken and thrown into the river, and he became the land god of Qidun Mountain. His cultivation and divine power have not been restored for a long time.

Later, with the help of Aliang, Wei Bo broke through the obstacles, broke through his cultivation, recast his golden body, and regained the position of Beiyue God canonized by the Dali Dynasty. His cultivation and divine power have been greatly improved.

Chen Pingan and Wei Bo did not have a deep relationship at the beginning. At first, they relied on Aliang to maintain it. Later, they gradually became friends, with a bit of gentlemanly friendship. Wei Bo could take Chen Pingan around the Beiyue territory just based on personal preference, and helped to stick a Beiyue Mountain Temple amulet on Chen Pingan. Now the friendship between the two is deepening and tending to be an alliance.

Chen Pingan dismounted from his horse, clasped his hands together, and asked with a smile on his face.

"How many are Pei Qian and the others?"

When Wei Bo heard this, he showed a gloating expression on his face and said with a smile.

"I deliberately didn't tell them your whereabouts. The three little guys thought you were going back to Longquan County from Red Candle Town. They must still be waiting eagerly!"

"As for Zhu Lian, I have been wandering around the county town in the past few days. He said that he accidentally fell in love with a good young man who practices martial arts. He is too good to tell. There is hope for the golden body. I want to give it to you to take home. The first opener after that.”

Chen Ping'an and Wei Bo walked side by side and climbed up the mountain. The thin and tired young man had a somewhat apologetic look on his face.

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"I'm really sorry that I kept putting off the purchase of the mountain."

Wei Bo, dressed in white, walked along the mountain road, walking like a god on the lake. A golden earring hung on one side of his ear, with a faint golden light shining. He waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"I can't blame you for this. The Dali court has clearly shown signs of regret on the grounds that Niujiaoshan Xianjia Ferry is not suitable for sale to monks and should be included in the Dali military. At most, it will sell you and me one or two side buildings. The top of the mountain is of no use!"

"At most, it's just to look good, so I didn't take it to heart. However, after the New Year, the gentlemen from the Dali Department of Rites finished their work, celebrated the festival, had enough to eat and drink, and returned to Longquan County again, changing their tone again. If you can wait a little longer, I guess I’ll be waiting for you to finish successfully at Shujian Lake.”

At this time, Chen Ping'an's cheeks were slightly sunken, his appearance was haggard, and he looked like a short-lived ghost. There was bitterness on his face and he said in a deep voice.

"I didn't go well at Shujian Lake at all."

Wei Bo turned his head and looked at Chen Ping'an, showing a somewhat understanding look, and laughed.

"It can be seen that you are so miserable that Pei Qian and the others won't be able to recognize you when they see you."

Chen Pingan scratched his head, sighed, and said distressedly.

"Even if we negotiate the purchase of the mountain, I still owe a lot of debt to Shujian Lake."

"It's just a matter of money. It's better than your initial ups and downs. I'm wrong in everything, right?"

Wei Bo has also experienced troughs and encountered confusion. He is well aware of Chen Pingan's changes in his mood and comforted him.

A relaxed smile appeared on Chen Ping'an's skinny face, he nodded heavily and agreed.

"You're right, that's the truth."

"However, I don't have the money to lend you. I, the God of Beiyue, am just an empty frame. But if you can use my name to trick me into getting some godly money, just take it and earn the money. It's up to you."

Wei Bo's expression suddenly changed, the conversation changed, and he began to cry in front of Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an rubbed his hands gently, revealing his money-obsessed nature, and said in a slightly artificial tone.

"This is so embarrassing."

Wei Bo was stunned when he heard this. Chen Ping'an really wanted to go down the slope and pull the tiger skin flag of Beiyue Zhengshen to make money. He was so frightened that he quickly changed his words.

"Since I'm sorry, forget it. I don't have the nerve to make you embarrassed. Friends, please be considerate of each other!"

A look of pity suddenly appeared on Chen Ping'an's face. He had really planned to use Beiyue Zhengshen's tiger skin banner to make money to pay off his debts, but he didn't expect that Wei Bo would react so quickly and directly explain what he said next. The interruption made it difficult for him to continue speaking.

"Tell Pei Qian and the others not to wait around in Red Candle Town."

Wei Bo showed a thankful smile, nodded slightly, and whistled, which was transmitted thousands of miles away.

"Go back quickly, Chen Ping'an is already at Luoluo Mountain."

This breath was like a leaf of duckweed, swirling in the rushing water and disappearing in a flash. Near the raised eaves of a roof in Hongzhu Town, the little girl in black charcoal, the boy in green, and the girl in pink skirt heard Wei Bo's familiar voice in their ears, and their eyes widened.

"Really or not?"

"I think Wei Bo is bluffing. He's just trying to keep us entertained after he's full."

"Mr. Wei shouldn't lie to people about this kind of thing, right?"

Pei Qian, Chen Jingqing, and Chen Nuanshu each said that they were very surprised that Chen Pingan had returned to Luolu Mountain.

Pei Qian stood up suddenly, clenched his hands into fists, bumped them lightly, and exclaimed.

"My master is really mysterious. He caught us off guard without making a sound. Do you think he is amazing or not?!"

The girl in pink skirt covered her mouth and smiled without saying a word, while the boy in green clothes rolled his eyes and retorted angrily.

"You're so awesome. We've been waiting here for so many days in vain. I'll beg for red envelopes when we meet. Without me, I'd be in a hurry with Chen Ping'an!"

Pei Qian turned to look at the boy in green with an evil look on his face. He put his little hand on the bamboo sword at his waist and warned him seriously.

"Chen Jingqing, we are friends, but the world is big and the master is the biggest. If you continue to be so unruly and want to take advantage of my master all day long, I will take advantage of you."

Pei Qian has an old-fashioned look, like a veteran who has been in the world for many years, bold and free-spirited.

The boy in green, Chen Jingqing, was not afraid at all and continued to roll his eyes and said in a disdainful tone.

"Just relying on your three-legged cat skills?"

Pei Qian was very self-aware that he was no match for the boy in green. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he had an idea in his mind.

"I have a good relationship with the old cook. I can ask him to beat you to death and then take your head off. I will do what I say!"

The pink-skirted girl was a little nervous. Although Pei Qian and Chen Jingqing often quarreled and argued, often talked about some magical magics that could move mountains and seas, but they had never really fought.

The green-clothed child weighed the old cook's cultivation in his heart, and thought about the probability of the old cook taking action. Suddenly, he felt distressed and became flattering.

"Miss Pei, I'm joking, why do you take it seriously?!"

"Chen Ping'an is your master and my master. We are all family, and we are in harmony. What's the difference between a dog head and a dog head!"

The green-clothed child's body is a water snake. After being subdued by Cui Dongshan, he was sent to Chen Ping'an as a little book boy. He raised his head high and said in an extremely proud tone.

"Besides, I'm not a dog. I'm a big dragon who has patted the shoulders of the three masters of Baiyujing several times. Who dares to do this in our Longquan County?"