Fantasy: The opening punch explodes the thunder calamity

"It must be that the gods have descended on the village, how can you say that this doll is coming to disaster!" There were also people who used to refute him with such words.

In this isolated town where there have never been immortals, for such a vision of heaven and earth, after all, they often don't believe a child's words.

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A few days later, with the efforts of the Five Great Immortal Mountains and Zixia Zhenren, Kunpeng resealed.

It's just that this seal can only last for a thousand years.

After a thousand years, the seal will still be reopened, and the Kunpeng at that time will come to the world in full bloom, and I am afraid that no one will be able to stop it at that time.

As for the Five Great Immortal Mountains, they were the most powerful Immortal Mountains in the world, and they came from behind to assist Zixia Zhenren and seal Kunpeng.

And about the previous vision of heaven and earth, it has gradually been forgotten by people and is not mentioned.

Xia Jiuxuan had already learned from the mouth of the Lingtian Daoist that there were five major Xuanmen spells in this world, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the five elements were mutually reinforcing and unpredictable, and what he performed that day was the fire spell.

He knew that the reason why the Lingtian Dao people told him this was because they wanted him to go to the Immortal Gate.

They are the ones who seal Kunpeng together.

It's just that when the dream really came to Xia Jiuxuan, he hesitated.

The words of fighting to defeat the Buddha are still vaguely repeated in his mind, does becoming an immortal mean giving up the seven emotions and six desires?

Xia Jiuxuan didn't understand, what was the point of cultivating immortals without emotion?

In the courtyard, Xia Jiuxuan looked at the sky, as if he was distracted.

"Xia Jiuxuan, if you don't recite the mantra I gave you before, what are you doing here?" Lingtian Daoist walked out of the thatched hut and sat beside him.

"Master, do you really want to give up your seven emotions and six desires?" Xia Jiuxuan turned his head, looked at the Lingtian Daoist in front of him, and spoke.

"The way of cultivating immortals is very different, what kind of avenue to achieve lies in yourself, why should you care about the words of others?"

Facing the little apprentice's speech, Ling Tian smiled.

"However, as a teacher, you can see that you really want to worship in the immortal gate."

Lingtian looked at Xia Jiuxuan and said slowly, "You were picked up by me when you were still in your infancy, and you have practiced with me for several years. Now, if you join the Immortal Mountain and practice more advanced techniques, it can be regarded as your creation, so you don't have to care about my feelings. "

"Master!" The corners of Xia Jiuxuan's eyes were filled with tears, and the corners of his mouth squirmed.

If he really wants to talk about this path of cultivating immortals, the only thing he cares about the most is these residents and masters of Lingyu Town.

He knew very well that if he left, it would mean that he would be separated from these immortals forever, and he might not even be able to see each other for the rest of his life.

"Xia Jiuxuan, I'll give you something for the teacher." Lingtian Daoist spread out his palm, and a cyan ancient sword appeared in his hand.

Although this ancient sword looks tattered on the outside, it has a very delicate-looking inscription engraved on it, shining brightly, and it does not look like an ordinary product at first glance.

"What is this?" Xia Jiuxuan looked at the ancient sword in Ling Tian's hand with a surprised expression.

"You integrate this sword into your body, don't launch it unless you have to." Ling Tian said and handed over the ancient sword.

Xia Jiuxuan took the ancient sword, looked at it a few times, and didn't see anything outstanding about this ancient sword.

"Drip your blood on it."

Hearing this, Xia Jiuxuan endured the pain and bit his fingers, dripping the essence blood on the ancient sword.

I saw that this dilapidated ancient sword, emitting a faint blue light, flew towards the center of his eyebrows, and submerged into it.

Xia Jiuxuan only felt a tingling pain between his eyebrows, and then the stinging sensation disappeared.