Chapter 301

In his sleep, Lin Xiu seemed to dream about some scenes that happened when he was still a baby. Cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead, and then he wrapped the quilt tightly around his body, curled up, and leaned carefully. on the side of the bed.

Right here at Lin Xiu, when he made some plans to rescue his mother, the entire continent began to function in an orderly manner.

In order to cope with the strong comeback of the Nether Palace, all the top forces have basically emptied their old ones and are doing their best to prepare. One after another, the prestigious disciples began to come out, trying to be able to sharpen themselves in the world of mortals. Strengthen the tempering of one's own Dao Xin, so as to lay the foundation for becoming the supreme powerhouse.

One of the most famous places is Qingming Mountain where the old man was at the beginning.

Different from other top schools, the number of disciples in Qingming Mountain is often extremely small, but every disciple can be said to be a well-deserved peerless genius.

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The green mountains are verdant, and the morning glow is all over the sky.

After the three of Zhang He got together at dawn, they returned to Qingming Mountain together.

Along the way, they all looked taciturn and sullen. Seeing him like this, Ling He covered his mouth and smiled, indescribably happy.

Zhang He suddenly realized that it seemed that his third senior brother was most likely caught by Linghe's words, and he really lost everything.

Linghe couldn't help joking and said: "How? I told you for sure. I told you a long time ago that you have lost money this time, but you just don't believe it. Alas, if you don't listen to the senior sister, you will lose money before your eyes. After finishing speaking, he deliberately let out a long sigh.

Qingsong wanted to refute, but really couldn't find any words of defense, so she lowered her head even lower.

On the mountain road, Zhang He found that the elder brother Xuanzang had been waiting there for a long time. From his point of view, Chu Yang happened to be dotted behind Xuanzang, just like the enlightened Bodhisattvas in the temple murals.

The three of them stepped forward to salute one by one, when Qingsong walked in front of Xuanzang, Qingsong's eyes turned red and her voice was choked up.

"Eldest brother, you have to decide for me."

"Brother like this, I'm not afraid of your little brother's jokes. Let's talk about it when we get to the temple." Xuanzang always had that smile on his face, but his words always had a calming effect.

Nodding vigorously, Qingsong's expression at this time is finally much stronger than when he just left and came back.

From Qingsong's point of view, senior brother Xuanzang has always been the one with the highest level of cultivation and the greatest ability among their senior brothers. Although Master Qingming is their master, he only gives a clear direction of practice, and Xuanzang is responsible for explaining most of the things they don't understand in the process of practice. Even the head teacher Qingming once said that he has nothing to teach Xuanzang.

Since the big brother Xuanzang is willing to go out, I believe he can definitely help him find his place.

"Oh, by the way, little brother, before you went down the mountain, the master once said that you should go to the top of the mountain to meet his old man immediately after you come back." Xuanzang reminded Zhang He who was standing beside him.

Nodding his head, he glanced sympathetically at Qingsong, whose back was slumped, and Zhang He immediately bid farewell to the three senior brothers and sisters, and went straight to the top of the mountain.

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On the top of the mountain, Headmaster Qing Ming was sitting on the ground.

For some reason, it is clear that the master is very kind to the brothers and sisters, and he is rarely harsh, but apart from Xuanzang, Zhang He and the three of them can't help but respect Qing Ming after seeing him. This kind of respect is inexplicable and unclear. Although it has the meaning of respecting the teacher, it is not entirely true.

He respectfully saluted the old man in front of him, and then stood aside with his head bowed after seeing the old man nodding.

"Xiao Fan, don't be so cautious, being a teacher shouldn't be that scary, right?" Seeing his apprentice's cautious appearance, it was rare for Master Qing Ming to make fun of this little apprentice.

"Yes." Zhang He replied obediently.

"I know everything about you at the foot of the mountain." Headmaster Qing Ming said lightly.

Zhang He had an unbelievable expression on his face, although Cangyun City is located at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, but his master can know everything from the mountain? This kind of ability is too unbelievable.

With a laugh, Master Qingming continued, "It's just a matter of comprehending the aura of the heavens and the earth. Practitioners who are a little bit on the stage can do it, but it's just a matter of distance."

Seeing that his little apprentice was still in a daze, Headmaster Qing Ming decided to teach this little guy a good lesson.

"Buddhism is good at body training, while Taoism emphasizes spirit, while Confucianism pays attention to neutrality and peace, and cultivates the great righteousness in the chest. However, in the final analysis, although the cultivation systems and methods of the three are different, they are essentially the same. It’s all about slowly cultivating your own Qi mechanism by refining the vitality of the world.”

"Xiaofan, you must be clear about the basis for the division of cultivators' cultivation bases, right?" Headmaster Qing Ming asked suddenly.

"The disciples only know that cultivation bases below the middle three realms are evaluated based on the number of standard armors that can be broken by Yuanli. As for the higher ones, I really don't know." Zhang He replied.

"Yes, before Yuanli became the mainstream, because the monks did not have a unified realm division, practitioners in various realms could not recognize their own strength. In the middle realm, there is still some merit in using armor-breaking to define the realm. Yes." After Master Qing Ming finished speaking, he glanced at Zhang He meaningfully.

"However, there are no absolutes in the world! For example, Taoism emphasizes health preservation, and Confucianism emphasizes righteousness. In terms of pure force, they can't compare with those Buddhist Bodhisattvas and Arhats. Are they really weak?"

Headmaster Qingming is a little proud. In today's world, when it comes to his understanding of various cultivation methods in the world, he, a fellow practitioner of the three sects, is truly unsurpassed.

"Master, is this related to the Qi mechanism you mentioned before?" After hearing so much, Zhang He couldn't help his curiosity and asked.

"That's right, whether it's Buddhism, Daoism, or Confucianism, if you practice to a high level, you only rely on your aura."

"Do you know why a martial artist in the upper three realms is also called Wangqi Daoist?"

How did Zhang He understand this, he shook his head, as if obediently listening to the lecture.

"Ordinary warriors, who have reached the upper three realms, can almost enter the room. They can barely comprehend the energy of heaven and earth. In this vast world, every plant and tree has energy. Ordinary energy is weak, just by swallowing the air between heaven and earth. Those miscellaneous vitality are used to maintain their own needs, but most of these vitality will eventually dissipate between the heaven and the earth. Those with a slightly stronger physique, the vitality they inhale will accumulate for a long time, and will slowly slow down their own aging, so Live time is generally a little longer."

Speaking of this, Headmaster Qingming couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed.

"The Buddha's restoration of the body means that through some special methods, part of the absorbed vitality is intercepted and stored in the flesh and blood. The vitality in the flesh and blood is transformed by the vitality day after day, and the vitality will naturally become stronger."

"The situation of Daoism and Confucianism is similar. Both of them open up their own Niwan Palace to make the vitality reside in it. Most of the vitality is in the Niwan Palace, and only a very small part is used to transform the body. It also makes the practitioners of these two sects inferior in strength compared to Buddhist cultivation before they reach the realm of Wangqi."

"However, when you reach the upper three realms, the situation is different. In the third-rank Qiankun realm, because Taoism is the first to cultivate qi, and practitioners in this realm have already been able to initially use the power of heaven and earth vitality, so the two sects of Confucianism and Taoism are more dominant. Advantage!"

"If you can accumulate enough heaven and earth vitality in the universe realm to cultivate your own sense of Qi, you will almost have the ability to control Qi at this time. Unlike the initial use of vitality when looking at Qi, monks in the realm of Good Fortune can basically cultivate some The supernatural powers in the legend, although it is impossible to move mountains and fill the seas, omnipotent like in the novels of gods and demons. But it is like picking the head of a general out of a hundred thousand people. Covering oneself, at this time, ordinary swords can no longer hurt them, unless there are some amazing arms, or the joint efforts of the masters of the Creation Realm can hurt them."

At this moment, Zhang He has already been overwhelmed by the words of Qing Ming's teacher, wishing that he is a peerless master in the realm of creation, traveling all over the world, it is difficult to find an opponent.

Seeing that his master stopped right there, and had no intention of continuing, Zhang He couldn't help being anxious: "Master, the Grandmaster Good Fortune is already so powerful, and the legendary Dao Enlightenment Realm can't really call wind and rain, and break the river with one hand!" ah?"

Seeing the little apprentice like this, even the head teacher Qingming has lived for countless ages, and his mood is already as difficult as a secluded well, so he is also happy.

"You little guy, you can't wait until you have actually taught you how to practice? Come on, talk to the master. After you finish your studies, you want to take a trip in the rivers and lakes and hook up with a few asses by the way. A round girl? Or do you want to leave behind the so-called great reputation?" The always serious head teacher Qing Ming was also rude, and laughed and scolded.

Even though Zhang Hedang blushed embarrassingly and wanted to refute, he couldn't tell, because he had really fantasized about it.

In the end, Master Qing Ming didn't talk to Zhang He about the various supernatural powers of enlightenment. He just said something lightly after throwing Zhang He a copy of the exercises written by himself.

"Awakening to Dao Realm, it's actually meaningless. How can someone who is afraid of this and that all day long be as carefree as me?"

Zhang He was at a loss, not knowing what the master's words meant.

"Looking for the holy way in the spring and autumn, chasing the heroes in the years, cultivating a carefree body, wanting to live together with the common people, long life, long life..."

Headmaster Qingming, who was still laughing at first, gradually became inaudible in the end, only the whisper of "Changsheng" lingered on the top of the mountain for a long time...

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When the last cry of cicadas disappeared completely, the entire Qingyun Mountain was no longer verdant. The trees in the mountain were originally lush and lush, except for a few scattered leaves hanging on the branches at this moment, the autumn leaves on the ground had already disappeared. Slowly build up a thick layer.

The mountains are full of fallen leaves, but it is the autumn wind that is bleak.

Qingyun mountain top.

Except for Qingsong who had sneaked down the mountain, several disciples of Master Qing Ming gathered here.

Finally, Xuanzang's face was no longer smiling like usual, on the contrary, it was full of seriousness.

Linghe, on the other hand, was indifferent. She was proficient in metaphysics, and she obviously knew what was going to happen.

Among the three, only Zhang He didn't know anything, but he was not in a hurry, he had just reached the peak of the Earth Origin Realm.

The master and apprentice were not overly surprised by the miraculous rise in the younger brother's strength, as if everything was taken for granted, which made Zhang He, who was a little secretly happy, very depressed.

Not long after that, Linghe taught Zhang He a lesson he would never forget.

Zhang He, with inflated self-confidence, went to Linghe to compete with Linghe a day ago, but after the two used the same realm, Zhang He was defeated with just one move. From agility to moves, to reactions, Linghe completely opened and closed.

Since then, Zhang He has fallen into a crazy practice. According to Master Qingming, he has the realm of the peak of the Earth Yuan and the physique of King Kong. None of them are opponents.

How can Zhang He not be stimulated by this?

Looking at the few disciples under his sect, Headmaster Qing Ming shook his robe.

"Great chaos is approaching, and peace will never be restored. Not only the Central Territory, but also the Eastern Xuan Territory, Western Desert, Southern Border, and Beihai are about to stir up." Headmaster Qingming sighed softly.

Then he opened his mouth and said: "Qingsong has already descended from the mountain. If there is no surprise, he should have gone to the Eastern Xuan Region. Then Linghe, I want you to go to Southern Xinjiang as a teacher, and Xuanzang is leaving for the Western Desert .”

Seeing the two nodding their heads, only Zhang He, who was still confused, looked at him, and the head teacher Qingming said indifferently: "Xiaofan, you have been under my sect for less than a year, but your luck is really grand. With the help of you, you are almost reaching the threshold of the Qiankun Realm."

"This time, the crooked sect of the Nether Palace is making a comeback, and the entire continent will be plunged into chaos, so you should go down the mountain early, trying to strengthen your own strength in the shortest possible time, so that you may have some way to protect yourself. Strength." Headmaster Qing Ming let out a long sigh, and then revealed a sharp look in his eyes.

Ever since the patriarch of the sect used his incomparable strength to forcefully suppress Jiuyou, Qingming Mountain and Nether Palace were destined to be two incompatible forces, and only one force could survive between the two.

Nodding heavily, Zhang He's eyes were a little red. He had already regarded his master, senior brothers and sisters as his most important relatives after going up the mountain for so long.

Seeing this, Xuanzang and Linghe stepped forward and patted Zhang He on the back, their eyes full of encouragement.

After the autumn wind passed tonight, the entire Qingming Mountain was no longer green, and no one knew that the Qingjing Temple, the legendary residence of the gods, was also empty at this time.

It's just that Xia Bucheng's leaves fall to the ground, so why does the autumn wind worry people.