I have a role in the heavens

"Congratulations, Junior Brother Lu has entered the outdoor scene again!"

"Congratulations, senior brother!"

Zhou Taichong and Su Wuming saluted from afar, and two voices spanned the void and rang in his ears, clearly audible, like whispers in his ears, congratulating him for his breakthrough in cultivation.

"Thank you!"

Lu Chunyang cupped his fists and saluted, but did not join the two of them. He moved slightly, and the afterimage disappeared. He had returned to his room. He had just made a breakthrough and still needed to stabilize his cultivation, so he did not want to waste time chatting.

Zhou Taichong stroked his long beard with his hand, a smile appeared on his gentle and honest face, and sighed to Su Wuming beside him.

"Junior Brother Lu has really been reborn, his qualifications have improved, and he is expected to reach the realm of Dharmakaya. It is really a great blessing for me in Xijian Pavilion!"

"Senior brother has a perseverance, great wisdom, great perseverance, and great blessings. If he wastes his efforts and rebuilds, he will achieve great things if he can do what others cannot!"

In Su Wuming's bright eyes, there was a giant sword that reached the sky, with the aura of cutting off everything, it was unstoppable, the sword light shone brightly, the heaven and earth were torn apart, and the sharp edge was terrifying.

"Senior Brother's current strength can enter the Earth Ranking List, and his combat power is not weaker than that of the top masters!"

Su Wuming's realm is better than that of the leader Zhou Taichong, and his vision is astonishing. He is vaguely aware of Lu Chunyang's weakness, and thinks that although he has not crossed the first ladder, his strength is not weaker than the masters of the fourth heaven in the outdoor scene.

Zhou Taichong was stunned for a moment. He couldn't control the strength of his hand and pulled off a strand of his long beard. Tears of pain flowed out. The corners of his mouth were slightly twisted. He remembered Lu Chunyang's gaze when he had just overcome the tribulation. It was as sharp as a sword. No matter what, he gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement with Su Wuming's point of view.

"Junior Brother Lu is back on location this time, and his skills have improved further. It's really gratifying. I feel relieved that he and Junior Brother Hong are here during the trip to Shaolin!"

Time flies by and cannot be kept. In the blink of an eye, it is the next year. In March, the grass is growing and the orioles are flying. The chill of winter has begun to slowly subside. All things are quietly awakening, showing off their beauty in every corner of the world. And enchanting.

"If you don't play in spring, you may be a fool."

Lu Chunyang went down the mountain and headed towards the Shaolin Temple. There were only two people accompanying him, one was his junior brother, "Broken Star Sword" Hong Qian, and the other was his junior nephew Jiang Zhiwei.

Jiang Zhiwei, as the best disciple of Xijian Pavilion of this generation, participated in this exchange of young disciples. She has now opened up the four acupoints of eyes and ears. She is definitely the best among the younger generation of disciples of various sects, and can compete with all the heroes. male.

As a major martial arts sect in the Jin Dynasty, Shaolin Temple has many masters and a prominent position. Among them, the abbot of Shaolin, Monk Kong Wen, is the third-ranked land immortal on the heavenly list. He has obtained the "Golden Body of Arhat Subduing the Dragon" and has developed the powers of Heavenly Eyes and Heavenly Ears. , with vast supernatural powers and terrifying strength.

Songshan Mountain was called "Waifang" in ancient times, "Shangshan" and "Chongshan" in the Xia and Shang Dynasties, and "Yueshan" in the Western Zhou Dynasty. With Songshan Mountain as the central left and right side of China, Songshan was named Zhongyue, and it was originally called "Zhongyue Songshan". . Songshan Mountain is composed of Taishi Mountain and Shaoshi Mountain, with a total of 72 peaks. It overlooks Luoshui River in the north, Yingshui River in the south, Zhengbian in the east, and Luoyang, the ancient capital of the Thirteenth Dynasty in the west. It has always been the land of the capital.

Shaolin Temple is located at the foot of Wuru Peak at the northern foot of Shaoshi Mountain in Songshan Mountain. It was built during the Taihe period of the Northern Wei Dynasty. It is said that Zen Master Bodhidharma once resided here. In the early Tang Dynasty, the thirteen stick monks of Shaolin Temple rescued King Li Shimin of Qin. During the Zhenguan period, Shaolin Temple was rebuilt. After the Tang Dynasty, monks taught scriptures and practiced martial arts here. Zen Buddhism and Shaolin Temple became famous all over the world.

Bodhidharma, the founder of Shaolin, came from the southern wilderness, crossed the river with a reed, and accidentally obtained the third form of "Tathagata Divine Palm". From it, he understood the "Yi Jin Jing" and many secrets, and created the Shaolin lineage. In just a hundred years, It has become the largest martial arts master in the world. Later, with the joint efforts of Shaolin's ancestors and sacred monks, Shaolin has 72 unique schools. Even if it is the same as the "Yi Jin Jing", there are also "The Great Dream Sutra" and "Yi Jin Jing". "Moko Subduing Demon Fist" shows the power of Shaolin Temple.

With yellow walls, black tiles, and dark red doors, this world-famous Shaolin Temple is no different from other temples, except that it is much larger and wider.

Above the gate, a gilt horizontal plaque reads three large characters similar to regular script:

"Shaolin Temple!"

Lu Chunyang and others were welcomed by the eminent Shaolin monks and arrived at the Chanxinyuan. The Chanxinyuan is the place where Shaolin receives guests. It consists of multiple courtyards. At this time, there are lush trees and a layer of golden light covering it. A little more solemn and sacred.

At this time, the other sects had not arrived yet, so the three of them took a rest in the Zen Heart Courtyard for the time being, waiting for the sun to gradually set in the west, and the orange-red light dyed the sky and the earth, gorgeous and bright, and then all the major sects gathered together.

The sects participating in this competition are all prestigious. Zhenwu Sect and Xuantian Sect are two of the three Taoist sects, Xijiange and Huanhua Sword Sect are among the six sword-holding sects, and Qingchen Sect and Dajiang Clan are among the six major sects in the world. Each one is a master of martial arts, with unique skills that directly point to the realm of Dharmakaya.

In the main hall, Abbot Kong Wen of Shaolin stood in the center wearing a red cassock. Behind him were several deacons in yellow robes. Masters from each sect lined up in two rows on the left and right to greet each other.

In the Shaolin Temple, those wearing gray robes are ordinary monks, those wearing yellow robes are deacons of each academy, and those wearing yellow robes and red cassocks are abbots, heads of each academy, and elders.

Zhenwu Sect, Xuantian Sect, Huanhua Sword Sect, Qingchen Sect and Dajiang Clan have all sent their best disciples, ranging from two or three to four or five. Of course, there are also masters from various sects accompanying them to protect them. Disciples, so as not to be intercepted and killed by the enemies of the sect.

"Abbot Kongwen, each of our sects has brought their most outstanding disciples this time. I don't know when the competition will begin!"

The Xuantian Sect is the lineage of the Emperor of Heaven. It has been passed down in the middle volume of the "Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven". There is a magic weapon to suppress the sect. It is the Time Sword. Time is like a knife. The sword makes people grow old. It was forged by the Emperor of Heaven. Even in the Dharmakaya realm Even the land gods dare not attack its edge.

Of course, Xijian Pavilion is no less generous. It has an unparalleled magic weapon, the Killing Me Sword. If this sword is held in Su Wuming's hand, it can compete with the ten land gods on the heavenly list, and even the lower ones are very likely to do so. Will fall under this sword.

The person coming from Xuantian Sect this time is an old Taoist priest who wears a seven-star crown on his head and a Yin-Yang Taoist robe. His hair is snow-white, but his face is extremely rosy without a trace of wrinkles. He has the appearance of a child with white hair. His eyes are as bright as lightning, and his aura is powerful and terrifying. The old man's Dharma and Dharma have been initially blended. He is like a substance. He can slightly affect the external Dharma. He has a domain. He is a master master ranked on the earth's list. He is not weaker than Zhou Taichong, the head of Xijian Pavilion. , Taoist name Shouzhuo, his strength is second only to the head Taoist Shoujing in the Xuantian Sect. Taoist Shoujing is the second on the earth list and a great master in the half-step Dharmakaya realm, second only to the Heavenly Sword Su Wuming.

Abbot Kong Wen was thin and not tall. His eyebrows were extremely long and snow-white. He clasped his hands together and had kind eyes. There were wrinkles on his face. His eyes were shining. He looked at Taoist Shouzhuo with a smile and said.

"Donor Shouzhuo, there is no need to be impatient. You have come all the way from afar today. Let's rest in Zen Heart Courtyard for one night. It won't be too late to let these disciples compete tomorrow afternoon!"

"Master Kongwen's words make sense. Fellow Taoist Shouzhuo, don't be impatient. We have come a long way and are exhausted. The disciples need to rest. Let's rest for one night. It won't be too late to let them compete tomorrow!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest in Xuanwu Taoist robe held a jade Ruyi in his hand and came out to give an admonishment. This was Xuan Yuanzi of the Zhenwu sect. His temperament was exactly the opposite of the violent and upright Taoist Shouzhuo. He was gentle and pure, and he understood the true meaning of Taoism. He was A true cultivator. But whoever dares to look down on this elder of the Zhenwu Sect will have to pay a heavy price. This Xuan Yuanzi is a genuine master at the master level, no weaker than Taoist Shouzhuo.

Other factions also nodded. On the one hand, they really needed to rest after a long journey. On the other hand, they wanted to give Abbot Kongwen some face. This Dragon-Subduing Arhat was the third-ranked being on the Heavenly Ranking. He was already a Dharmakaya-level master. Immortals are first-class and have vast supernatural powers.

"In that case, let's compete tomorrow afternoon!"

Although Taoist Shouzhuo has a fiery temperament, he is also very aware of current affairs and does not dare to be presumptuous in the face of Abbot Kong who is at the Dharmakaya level.

Everyone then dispersed. During the whole process, Lu Chunyang remained silent from beginning to end, not saying a word, and turning a blind eye to everyone's glances from time to time. He knew everyone's curiosity. He had previously abandoned his work and rebuilt it, causing quite a stir. Many people thought his approach was extremely stupid and laughed at him.

Abbot Kongwen's eyes were deep, and there seemed to be endless darkness hidden under the Buddha's light. His expression was inexplicable, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he murmured in a low voice.

"Interestingly, Lu Chunyang actually succeeded in reshaping his foundation, once again entered the realm of outdoor scenes, and his strength has grown even further!"

In the Zen Heart Courtyard, Lu Chunyang and three people gathered in the room. There was an oil lamp placed on a datewood table. The large flame swayed slightly, and the light and shadow in the room were mottled. The breeze entered from the window, and the lights suddenly dimmed and almost went out.

"Zhiwei, among the disciples of each sect this time, the strongest one is Zhang Yuanshan of the Zhenwu sect. He is also in the innate realm and has opened his eyes and ears. He should not be underestimated. He can fight you!"

Hong Qian's expression was somewhat solemn. When he was in the Main Hall during the day, he carefully observed the disciples of each sect and found that none of them should be underestimated, but only Zhang Yuanshan of the Zhenwu sect was the strongest and could be regarded as Jiang Zhiwei's rival.

Jiang Zhiwei's bright and pretty face is full of high-spirited fighting spirit. The swordsman is aggressive and likes challenges. He uses life and death to hone himself and improve his level of strength. This also makes the swordsman have the highest death rate among warriors, but as long as the swordsman is still alive, Those are very powerful beings, with astonishing combat power, decisive and unstoppable attacks.

"Uncle Hong, don't worry, I will definitely defeat Zhang Yuanshan. My sword is prepared for this day!"

Jiang Zhiwei's right hand grasped the hilt of the sword at her waist. Her fingers were long and white, and the joints were clearly visible. These were hands that were born to hold a sword. Such hands must hold the sword very steadily.

Lu Chunyang nodded slightly, staring closely at the swaying flames. The orange light flashed on his face, making his face hidden in the light and darkness. The expression on his face could not be seen clearly, only a pair of deep eyes. , impressive, as if it can swallow all light and darkness.

"Zhiwei, you don't need to take it so seriously. Zhang Yuanshan is just the best young man in this Shaolin competition. He is far from being able to dominate the younger generation in the world. You should take a longer view. The "invisible" person who is number one on the list "He Jiu is your real opponent in the future!"

"Wang Siyuan, who has calculated all the people's lives, is not bad, not weaker than He Jiu,"

He Jiu was born in Donghai Jianzhuang, one of the six sword-wielding sects. He Jiu was the grandson of He Qi, who was number 8 on the Heavenly Ranking.

He Jiu's realm is where all nine apertures are opened, ranking first in the human list. It has not changed in three years. In fact, his cultivation has already advanced to the half-step of the exterior scene, but he has been struggling to suppress it, because when the inner and outer world meet, the interior scene Externally, the body and spirit will change accordingly, the soul will be sublimated, and the foundation of the Tao will be forged. There will be no retreat. There is a saying that there is no regret at the entrance. The reason why He Jiu does not break through is to think about his own path, adjust the inner world, and make The body and mind are most in harmony, making them resonate most strongly with the outer world. Once a breakthrough is made, it will be a matter of course, the Tao foundation will be solid, and the cultivation level will advance by leaps and bounds.

There are many people on the list who are half-step outsiders, but they are still no match for He Jiu who has all the nine apertures. Being ranked below them shows how powerful He Jiu is.

Wang Siyuan was born in the Jiangdong Wang family. The Jiangdong Wang family is one of the fourteenth family in the world. The ancestor of the Jiangdong Wang family was a person from the ancient mythological era. He was destined to obtain the peerless magic weapon "Luoshu", from which he understood the principles of heaven and exhausted all the ways. In his lifetime, he created a magical skill comparable to the "Fuhuang Bagua" and named it "Suzhou Sutra", which can calculate all the ways of heaven, all the principles of law, all the mortal world, and all the hearts of the people!

Therefore, the Wang family in Jiangdong has gone through ancient and medieval times, seeking good luck and avoiding evil. It has been passed down to this day. It is the oldest family and knows many ancient secrets. However, the "Suan Jing" is too overbearing and suffers from the jealousy of heaven. The Wang family has passed down the "Suan Jing" for generations. The disciples of the Sutra are all weak and sickly. If they cannot achieve the Dharmakaya before the age of fifty, they will surely die young.

For those who are strong in the outdoor scene, even if their longevity is greatly reduced now, fifty years old is considered the prime of life. If placed in the ancient and medieval times, life at the age of fifty has just begun.

Because of this, even though the Wang family has a long inheritance and powerful skills, their ranking among the aristocratic families is still neither high nor low, which is a bit embarrassing. After all, outstanding disciples die too early and too fast, and the Dharmakaya is not available in every generation.

Among this generation, Wang Siyuan, who "counts all the people", is highly anticipated by his family. At the age of twenty-two, he has already opened all his nine orifices. He works hard to suppress his realm and is unwilling to break through even half a step. He is known as the person who is expected to attain the Dharmakaya before the age of fifty. , is a genius not inferior to He Jiu.

Compared with these two people, Jiang Zhiwei has no advantage in terms of age or strength. She seems a bit immature. Only by experiencing enough challenges can she grow up quickly and catch up with the two.

"Uncle, I will work hard!"

Jiang Zhiwei's bright eyes narrowed, her pupils contracted, and a sword intent arose in her body. She moved forward indomitably and never retreated. The sword at her waist made a clear sound and shook endlessly, which showed the excitement in Jiang Zhiwei's heart.

"Sooner or later, I'm going to test the sword world and compete with these two!"

Lu Chunyang raised his head and looked out the window. The silver moon hung high in the sky, and the silver light was like a gauze. It was slanting down, brighter than the oil lamp in the house, and fell to the ground like water waves. It was clear and pure, making people feel at ease.

"It's getting late, you should rest and recharge your batteries for tomorrow's competition!"

Lu Chunyang waved his hand and leaned his entire upper body on the table, looking weak. His voice was not loud, but low and magnetic.

"Senior brother, then I won't bother you!"

"Uncle, disciple, take your leave!"

Hong Qian and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other, somewhat helplessly, bowed their hands and said goodbye. They had long seen Lu Chunyang's laziness along the way. He seemed to have no interest in anything. He was lazy and lifeless. He looked less like a sharp swordsman and more like a Taoist priest who had learned the art of health preservation.

At noon the next day, everyone tasted the excellent craftsmanship of the Shaolin Temple's fire-headed monks, who made various delicacies using vegetarian food. Lu Chunyang ate an extra bowl of rice for this reason and was full of admiration for the Shaolin monks' craftsmanship.

At the end of the day, the sun fell down and began to tilt to the west, so it was also called sun side or sun reflection.

In the martial arts performance hall of the Bodhidharma Academy of Shaolin Temple, everyone sat in two rows and watched the disciples competing in the center of the field. Various miraculous skills and unique skills were competing for the first place.

The Sword of Time, Changhe Sword Technique, Flower Finger, Arhat Magic, Zhenwu Sword Sutra, Taishang Sword Sutra, etc. were all performed by these young disciples one by one. Although there is only one of them, you can tell them all at a glance. These Dharma Body level His skills are exquisite and powerful.

Lu Chunyang narrowed his eyes slightly, and countless figures appeared in the depths of his eyes, performing different secret skills, which were clearly the magical skills of each sect. From the moves of these disciples, he could get a glimpse of the secrets of each sect. He continued to deduce and perfect them with infinite wisdom, and gained a lot. Shallow, benefited a lot.

"The sword comes out without me!"

The long sword in Jiang Zhiwei's hand cuts through the void. The sword light is cold and cold. She moves forward indomitably, advancing without retreating. She forgets both things and myself. Her figure is elegant, like the fairy Lingbo. Her sword skills are ruthless, leaving no chance of life. This sword is used. Either the enemy will die, or we will die, which is the most extreme.

"Xuanwu Shield!"

Zhang Yuanshan was wearing a Bagua Taoist robe, and the long sword was dancing in his hand. The Yin and Yang Bagua emerged in front of him, turning slowly, trying to catch the sword.

"Kakaka!"

Cracks appeared one after another, the Yin and Yang Bagua shattered, and the sword light broke through Zhang Yuanshan's blockage and stopped in front of his throat.

Jiang Zhiwei panted slightly, with crystal clear beads of sweat on her forehead. The sword strike just now had exhausted the last bit of Jiang Zhiwei's internal strength. If she could not defeat Zhang Yuanshan, she would definitely be exhausted and defeated by Zhang Yuanshan's hand.

"Jiang Zhi of Xijiang Pavilion is slightly victorious!"

A Shaolin monk wearing a red cassock announced, with a bit of shock in his eyes. He didn't expect that the final winner of this competition would be this girl. A famous teacher will give birth to a good disciple, and in the future he will definitely be Su Wuming.

"Congratulations, Donor Lu!"

Abbot Kong Wen heard that Abbot Kong was very generous and the disciples sent by Shaolin Temple were really wonderful and Zhenru were defeated by Jiang Zhiwei's sword, but he didn't care at all and sincerely expressed his congratulations to Lu Chunyang.

"Little Donor Jiang is worthy of being the disciple of Donor Su, the Heavenly Sword, with exquisite sword skills and brilliant sword light!"

"Abbot Kong Wen is ridiculous. Zhiwei's strength is shallow and she just won one move by luck! If we try it again, the outcome may be different!"

Lu Chunyang looked at the Dragon-Subduing Arhat who ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking, and his heart was full of fear. Others didn't know it, but he knew very well that this was not a majestic and compassionate Arhat, but the magician Han Guang. A left-dao emperor who had condensed his demonic body before the age of fifty.

It was rumored that he was suppressed by Abbot Kongwen, but the fact was exactly the opposite. Han Guang used a cunning trick to suppress Arhat who subdued the Dragon deep in the forbidden area behind the mountain of Shaolin Temple. He pretended to be the Abbot of Shaolin, and secretly learned all the secrets of Shaolin. The Buddha and the Demon Fellow practitioners, their strength has improved further and is enough to rank among the top three on the Heavenly Ranking.

"Donor Lu's requirements are too strict. Donor Jiang is amazingly talented. In a few years, he will definitely be on the list of people and compete for the first place!"