The so-called immortals control wind and rain. The word "wind and rain" refers to all celestial phenomena.

Wind, rain, thunder, frost, snow, darkness, brightness.

Once you enter the gate of heaven, you will become an immortal.

Cheng Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes and pressed down the sword in his hand. He originally held the sword in one hand, but now he held it in two.

Because there was an extremely heavy pressure on his arm, as if he was trying to press the sword down.

If you want to take advantage of its majesty, you must bear its heavy burden.

Cheng Zhiyuan took a deep breath, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly, but the tip of the sword was still forward, and then the dark sky began to shroud, entrenching itself above the swamp.

The young man in white looked ugly. He didn't expect that the person possessed by the ghost was actually a Tianmen disciple.

Looking for a body at random, it is the Tianmen Immortal who has never been seen in the human world. The luck of the ghost and god must be too good.

Of course, this is very bad luck for them now.

Huang Lizhiyuan was at the time when the sky was changing, and it was also the most ferocious and fragile moment in this burial place. Even though this Tianmen disciple's own practice was not as good as those of the Holy Sect disciples,... under the celestial phenomena, if the sky

What is written in the rites is true...

The stronger the storm, the stronger the immortal.

This is a system of divine gift.

There are worldly rituals in the world, heavenly rituals in heaven, worldly happiness in the world, and heavenly happiness in heaven.

This cannot be violated.

Of course, the Confucian sage seemed to have mentioned that ever since Lord Zheng dared to shoot the bow and arrow at the Emperor of Zhou, the rituals and music in this world and in heaven seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

It is generally believed that this is the consequence of the decline of the Zhou royal family, and the source lies in the incident of "Ge Yi Zhan scattered the power of heaven". If we do not establish a state religion as soon as possible, we may follow the footsteps of the Yin and Shang Dynasties.

At least the heavenly rituals and heavenly music must not collapse in today's world. In fact, many people, including many saints and lesser saints, are worried that if the rituals and music collapse, what will the heaven, earth, and human world look like?

The ruins of the Yin and Shang Dynasties may provide the answer, just like a silent ridicule from seven thousand years ago.

Yinxu is laughing at Luoyang.

The swarthy young man from Shanhai Gate had a bloody wound on his body. Those green winds were like sharp swords and were ruthless and ruthless. He hissed twice, and the scraped flesh and blood on his arm squirmed and gradually returned to its original shape.

People in Shanhaimen regulate themselves with the veins of mountains, rivers and dragons, and their Qi and blood are extremely powerful.

But even so, the pain still made the swarthy boy surprised: "We can't use magic, how can he?"

"He is not using magic power, he is borrowing the power of celestial phenomena."

Lu Men Chen Zhong said in a deep voice and sneered: "I didn't expect this guy to be God's son."

"What's the meaning?"

"A born immortal."

He called the immortals the sons of God, precisely because the immortals could control wind and rain.

Chen Zhong rubbed his arm, and there was a mark on it, as if it was made with a soldering iron.

The Shanhaimen boy stared at him. When he saw the seal, his expression was slightly stern, but his expression was playful:

"You want to invite a saint now?"

Everyone turned their attention to Chen Zhong at the same time. The latter's expression turned cold instantly and said: "This is the best and simplest way."

"Stop it, Chen Zhong. The situation is far from reaching the point where the saint needs to take action."

Is King You's beacon fire unstoppable? This is not necessarily the case.

The young man in white spoke slowly, but still facing Daze. He spoke to Cheng Zhiyuan, his expression gradually changed from gloomy at the beginning to solemn, and then returned to calm.

"Brother, can you put down your sword?"

There was calculation in his eyes. When he spoke to Cheng Zhiyuan, he had already thought clearly about what a Tianmen disciple signified. This was self-evident. If a Tianmen disciple himself could join the Holy Sect, then his value would not be as high as that of Cheng Zhiyuan.

A complete token of the Emperor is worth more than a incomplete token of the Emperor.

And if he swings his sword down, he will immediately offend several holy sects. Although the disciples of the Tianmen are immortals, they are still mortal.

Immortals are just mountains, and people are still in front. Saints stand higher and further than immortals.

Being born as an immortal is just because of his status. It does not mean that he really has the power to rival a saint.

It is indeed powerful to call for wind and rain, but the saint can drive away the wind and rain with just one word. Without the blessing of wind and rain, the immortal's ability is just that.

This still comes from the heavenly gift, the saint's exit, the universe is clear, the yin and yang, wind, rain and darkness, all have to prostrate themselves on the ground.

What I just talked to him about is still effective, or rather, Youwang Fenghuo plus Tianmen disciples, these two are so precious that the young man in white can spit out something useful.

Even if it takes one town of land in exchange, it's not a bad idea.

Although the immortal master of wind and rain is powerful under the celestial phenomena, it is not that easy to defeat these holy disciples.

"Brother, you have two options now, either kill us all, or sit down and talk."

The young man in white said: "You can put away your sword. Of course, our previous negotiations are still effective. And now, if you agree to join me, I can introduce you and make you a direct disciple of the saint."

"The Lord of Tianmen is just a symbol. In fact, you have no ruler and no master. You are just like a wanderer. You don't have to stick to worldly etiquette. One disciple does not serve two masters. This kind of rule does not apply to you Tianmen disciples."

"No one in the world has ever seen the True Monarch of Nanhua. Compared to the Six Heavenly Lords who do exist but rarely appear as saints, the True Monarch of Nanhua and the King of Naihe are basically just a concept."

"Leave the beacon to us, and the chaos in the world can be calmed. Brother, when we are born in this world, we must do something for the world. We should carry on the unique knowledge for the saints and create peace for all generations..."

"Brother, you need to think twice. People in the Holy Sect have more than just methods."

The young man in white eloquently spoke the words of recruitment, and beside him, the other disciples of the Holy Sect also spoke one after another, saying that their previous promises were still valid, and the identity of the disciples of the Tianmen could guarantee that Cheng Zhiyuan, no matter which Holy Sect he went to, would be successful.

You can obtain the status of a saint's direct descendant.

The overt and hidden spears between words are by no means weaker than real swords and spears.

His words to himself were still full of confidence, full of intimidation and threats.

Cheng Zhiyuan remembered that Long Su from the Confucian sect, including Shi Liu and others, all told him that there were three hundred roads and sixty holy sects in the world, and they all came to learn, but the swordsmanship was the only one he came to teach. Knowing that Master Xu was looking for a disciple, he decided to

Disciples are not allowed to look for their master.

Once you enter the Sword Gate, you cannot look back, nor can you become a disciple of others. If you do, you may not be able to do so at all.

You cannot enter the Holy Sect, because you can neither be taught the inner Dharma, nor can you promote knowledge; the only person you rely on to enter the Tianmen Sword Path is Jian Er.

If you don’t want to be bound by principles, you shouldn’t have much to do with external things.

The edge of the sword is sharp, and you can move forward without hesitation. If you are half-hearted, you will achieve nothing.

"Buzz"

The Xiaoqi sword trembled slightly, sending out a kind of intimidation. Although it was not of high grade and could not be regarded as a magical weapon, it also expressed its pride at this time.

A swordsman must move forward without hesitation.

Everyone knows that once something like a sword is bent beyond a certain degree, it will break with a clang.

Cheng Zhiyuan does not believe in these so-called disciples of the Holy Sect. Youwang Fenghuo is a hot potato, and what he needs is Tian Zijun. Although Fenghuo does not like himself, Fenghuo is staying on the golden chariot at this time because he does not like him even more.

Other disciples of the Holy Sahib.

The beacon fire is not far away, so the emperor's horse cannot move.

Moreover, Cheng Zhiyuan knew very well that if there had not been a beacon fire, he would have been killed by these people by now. They had attacked Li Changsheng before, but they had not shown mercy at all.

With the Emperor's token in hand, anything can be discussed, but as long as their mana is restored, there is no need to talk anymore.

Perhaps the various holy sects are afraid of each other and will temporarily reach a kind of peace, but as long as you choose any holy sect, you will probably end up being attacked by a group.

The saint's actions, mutual games, and the identity of Tianmen disciples are obviously not as powerful as the emperor's token.

It’s clear at a glance which is more important, a rookie’s life or the treasure of Emperor Zhou that can bring peace to the world!

The Shanhaimen boy's words about killing a donkey are very true. A saint cannot do it due to the gift of heaven, but these guys... it's really not certain.

Moreover, just as the young man in white said before, immortals can also die. Cheng Zhiyuan understood his identity. The swordsmen under the True Lord Nanhua, or in other words, the fifty-two chapters of Zhuangzi, all have a corresponding immortal.

If we follow this sutra, we will become immortals. Once we enter the gate of heaven, we cannot look back.

So, there seem to be many choices, but in fact there is only one left.

If you want to be truly free and not be controlled by others, then...

The only way to get out before the weather changes is to... fight.

Beat all these people to the ground, and then there will be no obstruction.

As a result, at the foot of Jishi Mountain and in front of Daze, the mighty and distant wind became stronger again.
Chapter completed!