Volume 12 Chapter 7 Secret Battle

The honey worm fell down and the mountain rolled. At this time, the clear stream had already flowed through the meridians and became transparent and light, as if it turned into countless tentacles, extending to the surroundings. I was like a newborn baby, with spiritual energy in my body, standing on Wuding Mountain, and the meridians were swallowing the essence of heaven and earth. It was like chaos that had just begun to open, running through the world in its most primitive state, regardless of each other, inside and outside.

From this moment on, I officially entered the cycle of "Tao".

A complex expression appeared in the snowman's little black eyes: "Sucking the Lingxi veins can transform the meridians of the whole body into the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, automatically absorb the essence of energy, and thus enter the realm of heaven and man's sensing. Each move is not only limited to the power of spells, but also imply the momentum of heaven and earth. With this opportunity, you can ascend again in at most three months. Your luck is much better than me. Alas, life, is human power really invincible?"

"Mr. Sadness and joy are sometimes not enough to do it hard, so you have to pay attention to the timing. But, Sadness and joy are disabled and strong in your mind, and you may be able to return to Moshatian." I saw that he was very depressed and comforted him casually. There was not much time left for ascension. I thought about it and asked quickly: "When you ascend, your meridians were broken, how could you beat the powerful snow spirit? Pull out that stone stick? Do you have any secret method? You can't go back anyway, so why don't you tell me the secret method and let me spread it for you."

The snowman laughed dryly: "Secret technique? Where did the secret technique come from? In the northern border, no matter people or monsters, they all pursue magical power, but ignore the original power of the body. Who knows that when ascending, they can often only rely on their simple body to fight against the guardians. Once they do not use magical magic, what is the difference between them and ordinary people? So I have a different path and spent more than a thousand years to practice physical strength, and finally achieved something. Otherwise, how dare I break my meridians and ascend to the sky of lust? "

I was shocked. The old demon of sadness and joy alone was really not a big deal.

"The secret of physical strength is actually very simple. As long as you enter the realm of sensory in heaven and man, you can practice it." As if you know the difference, the snowman quickly said: "All things in heaven, earth, no matter how dead or dead, there is the weakest link on their bodies. As long as you hit this weakest point, you can oscillate and expand the explosive force of the muscles. The key is to use the practice method of lifting heavy weights as light and lifting lightly as light as heavy to achieve the perfect control of the muscle group, so that every muscle becomes a flowing force."

I silently recited his words and remembered them firmly. Although I didn't understand them very well, I had time to think about them in the future. I was so eager to see him and said greedily: "And you also have your very savage and bloody magic of changing your body. Let's talk about it together."

"Children, you won't be able to chew too much."

"It's not enough skills to suppress one's body."

The snowman pondered for a moment and snorted: "There is a Bodhi tree at the back door of the Mosha Tianming Jingshan Cave. Digging three feet deep under the tree will give you the "Sadness and Joy Transformation Secret Ji". Kid. What did you promise me the local affairs?"

I patted my chest and promised: "Don't worry, I will do it." The poor snowman was so sad and happy. You didn't even say anything to me to promise. My promise was not just empty talk? But seeing that we are getting to know each other, I will try to harass the fake for you as much as possible.

The snowman sighed, was silent for a while, and said, "Before you leave, call me a monk of sadness and joy." He closed his eyes and said silently, "The name is the only thing left of me."

I was speechless, snowflakes flew. The bare Wuding Mountain fell. After the Lingxi veins disappeared, the stream water stopped flowing from then on. It won’t take long to even the mountain stream on the other side would dry up. One day in the future, who can prove that this once rushing stream water, the silver light shining, the cold fragrant fish, the golden honey worm?

These disappearing things will be forgotten over time. One day, we will disappear. Be forgotten and be regarded as never before. If it really leaves a trace of existence - that may be called "name".

However, is it just a name? After inheriting the secret of physical strength and inheriting the magic of sanity and joy, monks of sanity and joy can not be considered completely disappearing. Whether it is humans, demons, grass and trees, aren’t they constantly inheriting it?

This is the way life refuses to be forgotten.

"I-I won't call you a name." I looked at the monk Yuexi and paused word by word: "Because I left your existence."

The monk Sad and Joy suddenly shook, and his eyes flashed brightly. In the heavy snow, his appearance became a little blurred.

"Actually, you don't have to care too much! Your life has changed!" I screamed, and my eyes suddenly became dark. The next moment, I had returned to Qingxutian. The moonlight was hazy, the mulberry forest was blue, and the ground was full of stiff silkworm corpses.

On the north corner of the mulberry forest, there was a sad white mist.

I was still firmly grasped by Chu Du, and I didn't get any escaped treasures, so I had to continue the unlucky role of being imprisoned.

Yuehun suddenly asked: "Although I have obtained the Lingxi vein, I have not obtained the treasure you want. Are you disappointed?"

"No." I pondered for a moment, and smiled: "When I turned around in the mountain stream and went upstream, I had already got what I wanted."

Chu Du looked at me in surprise, walked out of the mulberry forest, suddenly stopped, and looked forward.

A heroic laughter came from outside the mulberry forest. When a man was approaching, he was covered in a curly beard, his clothes were falling, and he walked towards him.

The bright night sky suddenly became dark clouds and rolled. As the Han Dynasty advanced, thick clouds almost hit the forest, rushing low. I was shocked that the man's magic power was shocking and could actually trigger the celestial phenomena.

Chu Du's face was like water, standing quietly.

"Tuobafeng, the second sect of Qingxutian, destroys the island owner, and has been here for a long time." The big man said loudly, and every step he took was extremely calm, as if he had taken root, and was indestructible.

Chu Du's eyes flashed with a trace of brightness, and he suddenly walked forward, like a flowing cloud and water, floating and uncertain.

The dark clouds in the air are becoming less and less, and the clear moonlight penetrates the clouds and sprinkles

At about ten feet apart, both sides stopped at the same time, and the subtle sense between the top masters was amazing.

Tuobafeng's eyes swept across Chu Du and me like a sharp light, and then disappeared in an instant. His face turned yellow, his eyebrows were light and his gray old cloth shirt was stained with a little dust. At first glance, it looked really plain. But when you look closely, his skin was smooth and a luster flowed faintly. His limbs were long and stretched, as if full of explosive power.

"You Chu Du doesn't have to come to me, I'm here by myself." Tuobafeng smiled at the sky, his body was like a towering mountain, and his invisible momentum came out of his body, instantly pressing over the entire mulberry forest.

"Is there any hope that the Lord of Tuoba Island will come to greet me." Chu Du left me and fought with Tuobafeng's eyes for a moment, and was entangled for a long time. If the latter was a majestic momentum from the mountains, Chu Du was a continuous momentum like a tide. "Crash", mulberry trees were bent by the mighty momentum of Tuobafeng. They were rolled upwards by Chu Du's momentum and raised them straight. The swanyang was crisp. I subconsciously raised my head, and a string of copper bells shone secretly, as if a ray of moonlight drooping from the eaves.

"I understand!" I shouted happily: "There are hexagons on the pavilion, but only this corner is hanging copper bells. It was originally unbalanced. It looked like there was no abruptness, but the hexagons seemed to be staggered and orderly, achieving another mysterious balance. Wonderful, the finishing touch, this string of copper bells was hung wonderfully!"

Tuobafeng laughed and slapped the railing: "Young brother, you must do it! In less than a hundred years, there will be another peerless master in the north!"

"Brother Tuoba, who was the one who made this pavilion?" Chu Du suddenly asked.

"It was Yan Caizi, the number one master of Qingxutian who disappeared many years ago, who was personally established." Tuobafeng said solemnly.

"It turned out to be him." Chu Du sighed: "Sure enough, the peerless master. The hexagons of the stone pavilion are evenly distributed, and another thing should have been added, which should have destroyed the balance. However, when this bell is inserted into it, it is so wonderful that it has endless charm. It is like the shadow of the moon reflecting the lake, flowers blooming in the mirror, and the reality and reality make the entire stone pavilion come alive."

Tuobafeng nodded: "Brother Chu is right. When Yan Caizi built this pavilion, he integrated his understanding of Tao into it. In fact, he had another intention to build this pavilion."

"The original news is detailed."

"In the past, there were many people who came from afar to Qingxutian to challenge Yan Caizi. He was so upset that he considered his opponents with this pavilion. If he saw the mystery of the stone pavilion, he would naturally compare the power of each other and would have the intention to retreat. If he couldn't see it, he would of course not be qualified to meet him. If he saw the mystery and dared to come to challenge the pavilion, he would be a master and Yan Caizi would fight with him."

Chu Du's eyes were burning: "It's a pity that Chu came too late."

Tuobafeng said hesitantly: "Brother Chu, you are a master of demonic power and a combination of hundreds of schools. You may be called the number one master in the northern border today. But if Yan Caizi is still there, you may not be his opponent." His words and cleverly spread the psychological offensive, implying that Yan Caizi is not there. Even if Chu Du defeats the top ten famous sects of Qingxutian, he is not considered the number one master.

Chu Du smiled long: "Chu doesn't look over, he just wants to be in the future." The clever response to Tuobafeng shows that Yan Caizi has long been no longer glorious.

When Chu Du asked me about the mystery of the stone pavilion, Tuobafeng answered through my mouth, and the two sides began another dark battle with no swords and shadows.

Tuobafeng changed the topic: "This pavilion was built for a long time and no one named it. It would be better for the three of us to choose one for each, and then choose the best name and carve it on the pavilion pillar. It is also considered to commemorate everyone's meeting tonight and leave a good story."

I clapped my hands and applauded, thought for a while, and said, "Just call Xiang Lingting."

"Haha, the name given by the little brother is quite elegant, but it lacks a little bit of atmosphere." Tuobafeng pondered for a while, and just as he opened his mouth, Chu Du had already poked out a finger, pointing the pavilion pillar from a distance, and slashing in the air. As the stone chips splashed, the ancient and clumsy words "Three People Pavilion" were deeply engraved into the bluestone.

Chu Du's move took the lead and created a certain fact. He did not even have a chance to compete. The name "Three People Pavilion" seems ordinary, but it fits this situation and is secretly looking down on the edge. It is like painting leaving blank space, giving people infinite imagination. I have been pondering it for a long time, but I can't find a more suitable name than it.

The most amazing thing is that these three words are written in a simple and graceful manner, with endless aftertaste, and the momentum penetrates the pavilion pillars, which is inseparable from the entire stone pavilion, which is similar to the string of copper bells.

Tuobafeng stared at the "Three-Man Pavilion" with his eyes fixed on his eyes. After a long time, he sighed softly: "Brother Chu is so surprised that he is so domineering that he is so domineering that he admires Tuoba. Unfortunately, you and I can only live one of you. Brother Chu, why bother to let Mo Shatian and Qingxutian blood flow into a river and the creatures are tragic? Isn't that good for everyone to live together peacefully, to learn from each other's magic, and to explore the great way together happily?"

Chu Du was silent for a while and said, "Brother Tuoba was bold and unruly. He created the six-character true secret of destroying the six-character truth. He is known as the first strong magic in history in the northern border. Chu also yearns for it very much. But everyone has their own ambitions, and Chu's heart is also very good."

Tuobafeng pondered for a moment and laughed: "Okay, I won't be a lobbyist either. We'll be a life-and-death battle. We'll be together for a long time. We'll have a meal together. I'll treat you." He patted his butt and sat on the ground, his movements were extremely free and easy.

I was stunned: "Where can I eat?"

Tuobafeng blinked mysteriously, took out Dunhuang silk, spread it on the ground, patted the silk cloth, and shouted: "Give it some food!"

Dunhuang silk was shining with patterns, and some people in the field of fruits and vegetables were moving. Plates of colorful nectar of delicacies jumped out of the silk cloth, steaming hot and fragrant, and the ground was covered in a blink of an eye.

"Enough." Tuobafeng beat Dunhuang silk and the characters on the silk cloth stopped abruptly, as if they were imposed on the detachment technique, and they no longer jumped out of food.

I was stunned. On a plate of golden roasted suckling pig in front of me, oil was sizzling, which was just released. Chi said: "Dunhuang silk is the best treasure of Lingbaotian, and it is said to be taken from the empty city. In addition to flying manned and creating two miraculous effects of food, it can also drive the characters on the silk to attack opponents. Of course, I am also the best treasure of Lingbaotian."

Oh, you are a top treasure. I couldn't wait to stick out my hands, grab the roasted suckling pig, and eat it. Although I am successful in spells now and I don't feel hungry, I still have a greed mouth.

The food of Tuobafeng is even worse than that of me. It has a sauce dragon leg in my left hand and a five-spice unicorn wing in my right hand. It has its bow on its left and spits, and the sound of chewing is endless.

Chu Du was dumbfounded and said for a long time: "With your cultivation level, do you still need this?"
Chapter completed!