Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 342 341. Dan Qing
Time seems to have passed only for a moment, and it seems to be as long as decades.

The monks who were still in the fairy tomb cave were all staring blankly at the stars that were divided into two in the sky. There was silence around them, and no one spoke.

Even Su Dai and Zuo Yu looked at the sword mark in shock, causing an uproar in their hearts.

"Little brother, you have already broken through to transform into a god?"

Zuo Yu was speechless, thinking: "And such a shocking sword, how can ordinary Huashen be able to swing it?"

Su Dai had guessed before, but the strength An Le showed was far beyond her expectations.

Even the two of them were like this, not to mention Liuli, Lan Ruyu, Qin Li and others, everyone was extremely shocked.

I haven't seen each other overnight, and everyone is still hunting for treasure in the fairy tomb. How can someone be promoted to Transformation God without saying a word?
The cultivator who was trying to incite others just now turned pale and trembled, realizing how stupid he had done—before...he wanted to attack a cultivator who transformed himself into a god?
Among them, the most surprising ones are the many disciples of Tianjian Palace.

Qin Li's eyes were dull, and he couldn't help muttering: "This sword... this kind of sword intent..."

He suddenly burst into tears, not out of fear, but the excitement and joy of the seeker when he sees the ultimate goal he is pursuing.

Chao heard that, Xi can die.

The sword intent of this sword has reached a level that Qin Li cannot comprehend.

Although the other sword cultivators in Tianjian Palace are not as good as Qin Li, they can't help but be shocked by this sword. They subconsciously comprehend the mysterious sword intent, and the long swords around several people hum softly, as if they are about to be unsheathed !
"In just one night, his swordsmanship has reached such a level?"

The monks have not forgotten that An Le was just a novice yesterday, how terrifying is this level of swordsmanship talent!
Someone remembered what Jian Sansan said, he was born to be a genius in sword cultivation!

In fact, An Le's talent did play a big role, but what really transformed his swordsmanship was still the ups and downs in Da Zhou.

The all-night fight in the dark shaped the foundation of Anle Sword Dao, and after learning the true face of the gods and experiencing setbacks and reshaping of the Dao Xin, the sword in his heart became sharper and stronger.

His way of swordsmanship is to protect the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty and destroy the gods outside the sky, so that all living beings will no longer be regarded as pigs and sheep by the gods.

In his sword, there are heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, as well as the common people in the world!
With such an intention, in this world, it is already an insurmountable pinnacle of kendo!

On An Le's panel, a new entry had already appeared——

【Slay God (Platinum)】

Among the crowd, it took a long time for the monks from Taixu Palace to come back to their senses: "Xia Jingnian, did you just die like this?"

An Le's shot was so crisp and neat that almost no one could react.

A monk who was previously known as the strongest Nascent Soul in the millennium of Taixu Palace died in front of them like this, and everyone felt unreal.

Liuli couldn't help feeling worried: "Even if Fellow Daoist An has become a cultivator of transforming spirits, if he offends the Xia family, he will probably get into quite a bit of trouble."

Even in Guanghan Palace, she has heard about the rampant family in Taixu Palace. The Xia family does not only have one Huashen, and the network of relationships is intricate, which is very difficult to deal with.

On the contrary, Lan Ruyu was a little happy, with a happy smile, and said: "Friend Daoist An, if one day you can't stay in Taixu Palace any longer, the gate of Good Fortune Palace will be open for you at any time!"

Qin Li also said immediately: "Friend Daoist An, why don't you come to Heavenly Sword Palace, the title of Great Elder of Heavenly Sword Palace belongs to you!"

An Le was in a slightly weird mood.

This is so right, why does it seem that he has already betrayed Taixu Palace?
But to be honest, An Le actually didn't take Xia Jingnian's dying threat to heart, or in other words, he didn't take the whole Xia family seriously.

After going through a magnificent journey in history, An Le's eyes have been placed on a more distant place. In his opinion, some things at present are like playing house with children.

As for killing Xia Jingnian, it was purely for the sake of understanding.

It's as trivial as swatting a mosquito to death.

Liuli and others don't understand this mentality, Zuo Yu doesn't understand, even Su Dai doesn't understand, only Hong Yingxue can understand.

"Dear friends, I still have something to do, so I will take a step first."

An Le bowed his hands to everyone: "In the future, I will definitely visit you all."

These words are not false, after knowing the origin of the twelve top powers in the world, An Le will naturally visit them one by one to find traces of the old man.

After finishing speaking, An Le took Su Dai and the others and flew towards the exit of the fairy tomb cave.

When An Le took a step from the fairy tomb cave, the morning sun just swayed on his face, and the darkness in all directions was fading away like a tide, exposing a desolate and vast wilderness, and the light reflected on the rough gravel and tenacious weeds The dewdrops are shining brightly.

This is a valley, and the surrounding mountains are not too high, but they are also beautiful.

However, the fall of the divine light, coupled with the passage of tens of thousands of years, turned this place into a wasteland with rare vitality.

Looking at this scene now, An Le couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

The power of time is so powerful that it seems to be able to smooth out all pain and traces.

Hong Yingxue gently held An Le's hand.

An Le glanced at her face and quickly cheered up.

Before he and he went to the Great Zhou, there was no change in the Great Wilderness, as if everything was inevitable in history, and nothing could be changed.

But An Le knows that some things are different from before.

The experience after crossing the gate of light is not a reflection of history, nor is it a dream, but something that actually happened!

He fought side by side with people tens of thousands of years ago, discussed the Dharma with them, and went through a difficult journey with those respectable and like-minded fellow Taoists. He saw their sacrifices and gods ruthless.

Therefore, An Le has to go forward even more, to save Da Zhou from the Infinite Instant Stone as soon as possible for his own promise.

But now, his strength is not enough.

******
Next, An Le and his party continued to march into the depths of the wilderness.

With An Le, the cultivator who transformed himself into spirit, leading the way, some dangerous situations that were originally extremely dangerous for the monk Nascent Soul have undoubtedly become commonplace.

But this does not mean that the great wilderness at this time is absolutely safe for them. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and there are many more monsters and monsters on this land. The field formed by many big monster corpses still poses a certain threat. Monks should also be careful.

There are many strange and strange things in the wilderness, even the current An Le can't explain them.

For example, the diffuse gray fog, the numerous bones in the gray fog, and the endless battle of gods and demons.

I don't know if it's the evolution that happened during these tens of thousands of years, or the existence that doesn't belong to this world at all has infiltrated.

After all, An Le's strength has not yet fully recovered, and to be on the safe side, he did not rush to the depths of the Great Desolation at the fastest speed.

Along the way, An Le did not hide anything from Su Dai and Zuo Yu, and told a relatively brief account of his experiences during this period.

After the two listened, they were both extremely shocked and unsteady.

Such thrilling and bizarre encounters, I am afraid no one will believe them, but they really happened to An Le.

Su Dai was in a complicated mood, and said with emotion: "My husband has worked hard these years."

She felt regretful, if she could have walked through the door of light with An Le at that time, maybe she could have helped An Le share some of the pressure and walked through the ups and downs of history with him.

An Le hugged Su Dai's delicate body lightly, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm still the same as before."

"If I hadn't always cared about you and the future in my heart, maybe I wouldn't have survived so many dangers."

Hong Yingxue's pretty face was slightly resentful, and she muttered in a low voice: "Obviously I came first."

"Wait until I return to my physical body..."

The boy in Tsing Yi at the side also listened to An Le's narration, and couldn't help sighing: "So this is my life experience."

"My master is indeed a very powerful person."

An Le looked at him and said, "Since the third brother has entrusted you to me, you will be my boy from now on."

"Do you have a name?"

The boy in Tsing Yi shook his head blankly: "It never happened."

"When I was born with spiritual wisdom, the spirit of the master was good and bad, and the memory was blurred, so he didn't give me a name."

Hearing this, An Le said confidently: "To be honest, I am quite accomplished in naming, so let me name it for you."

The boy in Tsing Yi didn't know the truth, so he said happily: "It's very good, please give me a name."

Hong Yingxue and Su Dai frowned, thinking of names such as "Xiao Xiaohong" and "Xiao Bai", they felt ominous.

"Why don't I just call you...Xiao Xiaoqing..."

Before An Le could say the word "Qing", Hong Yingxue quickly interrupted: "Danqing! I think Danqing is a good name, so let's use it?"

"Dan Qing..."

An Le chewed on the name, feeling that it was indeed a little bit better than her own "Xiao Xiaoqing", so she had to say it.

"In this case, your name is Danqing."

Su Dai glanced at Hong Yingxue approvingly, and the two women reached a wonderful consensus at this moment.

The boy in Qingyi murmured: "From now on, I will be called Danqing."

As soon as the words fell, his body trembled slightly, and there was an ups and downs Dao sound, and the obscure and deep Dao rhyme came out, and a mysterious understanding seemed to be conveyed to the minds of An Le and others.

An Le's eyes were surprised, he did not expect this kind of change.

But after thinking about it, he also guessed a general idea.

Danqing's body is a very ordinary sapling, but it was transplanted by Xuanhui to the fairy tomb, watered with mana, and can feel the Tao sound and rhyme of the Tao tree at close range. After years of baptism, it has become more and more beautiful. The more miraculous.

But different from ordinary monks, Dan Qing hardly practiced mana.

In terms of mana cultivation, he may not be as good as a golden core monk, but if you talk about the understanding of the Tao, not to mention the many monks in the world, even Anle can't compare to him!
The simple reaching out before sent An Le and others out of the fairy tomb, and he could shrink them into his body, which is enough to show Danqing's extraordinary ability.

As for the name, it seems to be just a code name, which has little meaning.

But for some ancient beings, and even gods, the real name has a mysterious effect.

An Leguang thought that the name of the Holy Mother of Tianyuan might be watched, and by reciting Da Huang's real name, he could communicate with her.

Danqing's previous Daoyun Daoyi, like rootless duckweed, has never been connected with this world.

And giving him a name by An Le is equivalent to imprinting a brand on him, making his incomparably deep foundation take root.

After a while, the melody of Dao Yin gradually dissipated.

Dan Qing opened his eyes, he seemed to be the same as before, but his breath changed slightly, which even made An Le feel a little dangerous.

He bowed to the ground and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for giving me your name."

The corners of An Le's mouth twitched. He hadn't thought about taking disciples, but for some reason, there were more and more disciples.

Su Dai and the others looked at Danqing in surprise, only feeling that this boy seemed to be stronger than them.

Su Dai asked: "Husband, what kind of state is he now...?"

An Le smiled wryly and shook her head: "I don't know either."

"Speaking of which, realms are actually divided for mediocre people. Those who are born with sacred and powerful abilities stand at the top of the world as soon as they are born. They don't need to know the levels of Qi training and foundation building."

"Danqing's situation is similar, but don't underestimate him. If he tries his best, I may lose."

Danqing was confused and didn't understand why, but scratched the back of his head embarrassingly.

"Hey, how can I be so good?"

Afterwards, An Le passed the secret method of Shenzang to Zuo Yu and Su Dai, asking them to try to enter the space of Shenzang first and remove the impurities in it.

The experience in Dazhou has proved that the secret method of Shenzang is definitely a bright and smooth path, which can go hand in hand with the conventional path of cultivating immortals, and can also make monks have stronger combat power.

However, in the process of teaching the Fa, An Le once again felt that kind of malicious peeping.

As for the owner of the malicious sight, An Le already had some guesses in his mind.

******
three days later.

In the depths of the wilderness, among the mountains shrouded in gray mist.

There are already a large number of monks scattered here, watching the changes.

This time, the trial for cultivators of the Sixth Palace Nascent Soul is coming to an end.

In the gray mist, there are brilliant stars, revolving in strange orbits, emitting brilliance, and fighting against the mist.

A monk looked intently, only to find that those "stars" were silver-gray cubes, which were no different from the mysterious instruments in the ruins outside the Great Wilderness.

However, perhaps due to the passage of too long time, or the erosion of the gray fog, most of the cubes appear rusty, with mottled traces, and the brilliance emitted from them is relatively dim, without the activity of the past.

On the ground, you can even see the wreckage of many cubes, scattered among the bones, completely dim.

If you don't look carefully, you won't find their existence.

Someone picked up the wreckage lightly, but after perceiving it carefully, they were disappointed. They were no longer precious instruments, but useless scraps.

Those "stars" that are still on seem to form a mysterious magic circle, quietly guarding the existence in the middle.

But this magic circle is obviously not as reliable as it was tens of thousands of years ago. It will vibrate from time to time, pulling spiritual power, and the earth trembles. Afterwards, gray mist spreads into the wilderness, covering further places.

(End of this chapter)