I have a role in the heavens

It's a pity that Liansheng Thirty-Two met Ke Haoran. No matter how talented he was in the city, he was ultimately not as good as this academy walker and was trapped in the Demon Sect's mountain gate by him.

"Liansheng Thirty-Two, you caused a bloody storm back then, leading Ke Haoran to go on a killing spree. He single-handedly destroyed the Demon Sect with his single sword. In the end, he used Haoran's sword to turn into a cage, trapping you in the Demon Sect's mountain gate. How can people forget such a character!"

"You are quite persistent. It is not easy to survive for so many years!"

Zhao Wuhao knew the details of Liansheng Thirty-two, so he would not be fooled by his superficial compassion and solemnity, so he made it clear directly.

Sure enough, after hearing what Zhao Wuhao said, Liansheng Thirty-Two's face suddenly changed. He no longer had the demeanor of a high monk. The surrounding aura changed and turned into a black lotus. The depraved and gloomy aura filled his whole body, and his eyes were like black holes. A flash of anger flashed across his face, and his voice seemed to come from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, asking in a sinister tone.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

"I told you, I am the teacher of the academy!"

"As for why you are here? I want to see the mystery of your Taotie method. You can actually devour strangers like a demon!"

It was recorded in the scriptures of Xiling Temple that in ancient times there was a strange beast named Taotie, which had a head but no body, and was greedy for food.

There is another record about Taotie in the scriptures. It is an extremely evil martial art of the Demon Sect. The strong masters of the Demon Sect who practice this kind of demon sect eat the flesh and blood of the practitioners to strengthen their own aura. They are greedy and easy to kill. , the most sinister and evil, even most people in the Demon Sect are ashamed to be the same as this kind of people.

This gluttonous demon technique, which even the Demon Sect itself despises, is undoubtedly one of the most evil techniques in the world.

It was precisely because Liansheng Thirty-Two killed Ke Haoran's beloved and used the Taotie Demonic Skill to eat him cruelly that Ke Haoran was furious. Imprisoned within the Demon Sect Mountain Gate.

After that, Zhao Wuhao took a step, the bluestone shattered, the sword marks dissipated, and the cage set by Ke Haoran was broken by him. Countless heaven and earth energy poured into Liansheng Thirty-two's body, nourishing his shriveled body.

The Taotie Demonic Art was running, and the violent vitality of heaven and earth was swallowed up. Liansheng Thirty-Two unexpectedly underwent strange changes. His body began to gradually become plump, his skin became faintly shiny, and his eyes contained the deepest darkness in the world, like a flower. The black lotus is coquettish and strange, exuding the aura of a demon.

Although Liansheng Thirty-two didn't understand why Zhao Wuhao rescued him, he was seizing the time to restore his condition while trying his best to delay time.

"It's amazing that at your age you can beat the cage I built with bones as a fence and mummies as a fence!"

"Liansheng Thirty-Two is really disappointing, why would you deceive people with such lies!"

"White bones as a fence and mummies as a fence are just appearances. In fact, this cage uses bluestone as a fence and sword marks as a fence. It was arranged by Ke Haoran himself. He set up the cage for you!"

"Since I let you out, I won't stop you from returning to your cultivation state, so why should you be so worried!"

Zhao Wuhaojun showed a sarcastic smile and took a step back, saying that he would not hinder Liansheng Thirty-Two's recovery.

Liansheng Thirty-Two's dark eyes showed doubts, and his extremely cold voice echoed in the room. This was his original voice, and any compassion, solemnity, compassion and kindness were all illusions.

"I don't understand, as a member of the academy, why would you let me out? Why don't you worry that I will kill you after I return to my peak state!"

Liansheng Thirty-Two finally stopped pretending to be himself, and his face revealed a sinister, cunning, cold and cruel look. In the end, all these expressions disappeared, turning into the most indifferent calm. Only the deepest part of his dark eyes was entwined with an awe-inspiring murderous intention.

"There are so many reasons. I just don't want you to die unconvinced!"

Zhao Wuhao's tone was extremely calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing. Who would have thought that these ordinary words would determine the fate of Liansheng Thirty-Two.

"You have never stepped out of the fifth realm of cultivation and are afraid of the disaster. Even if you return to your peak state, you are still no match for me!"

"I hope you can take that step and see the scene above the human world. After today, you will never have the chance to see it again!"

Liansheng Thirty-Two looked at Zhao Wuhao who was so confident, his heart was awe-inspiring, his eyes were solemn, he felt fear in his heart, and his mind came out, trying to sense Zhao Wuhao's aura.

There was nothing, Liansheng Thirty-Two did not believe in evil, and his extremely powerful telepathy swept across the space where Zhao Wuhao was. It was still empty. If he hadn't seen it with his eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Zhao Wuhao was a real person.

"You have entered that realm and are otherworldly!"

Liansheng Thirty-Two finally believed Zhao Wuhao's words. The young man in front of him who was too young actually took a crucial step and stepped out of the five realms of cultivation and became a heavenly being.

Zhao Wuhao's evil cultivation strength made Liansheng Thirty-Two's face dark, like ink dye. This young man reminded him of Ke Haoran, the same amazing talent, the same unparalleled sharpness, the same arrogance, the same scornfulness Unruly.

"Another Ke Haoran, really disgusting!"

Liansheng Thirty-Two made no secret of his hostility towards Ke Haoran or Zhao Wuhao. The murderous intent in the deepest part of his eyes became even stronger. It seemed that Zhao Wuhao in front of him had merged with Ke Haoran's figure. , aroused the deepest hatred in Liansheng Thirty-Two's heart.

"It is true that many people call me Ke Haoran's second, but I don't like this title, because I am not Ke Haoran, and Ke Haoran is not as good as me!"

Hearing the words, Liansheng Thirty-Two laughed loudly. The laughter shook, and the mountains of bones piled up around him collapsed. The white bones were scattered on the ground, revealing an incomparable gloominess.

Although Liansheng Thirty-Two hated Ke Haoran, he admired Ke Haoran very much. After hearing Zhao Wuhao's words, he thought he was too arrogant.

"Ke Haoran is a real genius. The energy of Haoran has turned into the divine brilliance of Haotian. Even if I am an enemy, I don't think there is anyone in the world who can compare with him except Master!"

"How arrogant and ignorant are you to dare to speak out against him?"

Zhao Wuhao had an extremely serious look on his face, his starry eyes sparkled, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and said softly with an extremely firm confidence.

"Ke Haoran is dead and I am still alive. This is enough to show that Ke Haoran is not as good as me!"

Liansheng Thirty-Two didn’t understand what Zhao Wuhao said. He didn’t understand the world above the five realms, and he didn’t understand the relationship between Master, Zhao Wuhao, and Haotian. They were fighting and confronting each other all the time. Even Liansheng Three Twelve has stepped out of the five realms of cultivation and achieved the realm of demons, which is incomprehensible.

Unless Liansheng Thirty-Two achieves the supreme immortal state of the Demon Sect, one can barely glimpse some of the secrets and understand some of Zhao Wuhao's state.

"Ke Haoran is dead?"

Liansheng Thirty-Two was completely shocked by the news at this time. He was sealed in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, never seeing the light of day, with no news, and he did not know that Ke Haoran had been dead for many years.

"After he defeated all the masters in the world, he drew his sword and climbed to the sky because he felt invincible in the world. He was punished by heaven and died!"

Zhao Wuhao said lightly, his voice was vague and uncertain, with some regret. If Ke Haoran was still alive, it would give him more fun.

"It's so ironic that he died before me!"

Lotus Thirty-Two, the suppressed and sealed sinner, is still alive, but Ke Haoran, the jailer who set up the cage, died first. Things in the world are really unpredictable and full of changes, which makes people feel ironic.

Zhao Wuhao didn't say anything else, he just closed his eyes and rested his mind, quietly waiting for Liansheng Thirty-Two to recover without a trace of vigilance.

I don’t know how long it took, Liansheng Thirty-Two’s flesh and blood were sharp, her skin was shiny, and even her fallen hair and teeth had grown back again. Her face was handsome and elegant, and her appearance was solemn and compassionate. However, her eyes were as black as ink, revealing evil and corruption. , the sacred and the weird coexist, the light and the dark merge, the sudden contradiction is harmonious and natural, it is worthy of being the Thirty-Two Lotus Masters of the three schools. The compatibility of Tao and demons turns into divine magic. This state is enough to transcend the five realms of cultivation and become an outsider.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Liansheng Thirty-two returned to his peak condition, and the iron chain on his abdomen could no longer trap him. The vitality in his body was shaken, and the iron chains broke and fell to the ground. Liansheng Thirty-two looked at the remnants of the iron chain on his abdomen, and his face With an evil smile on his face, he put his plump and warm palm into his abdomen and pulled it out forcefully. Blood flowed out, red and scary.

The wounds on his abdomen and back shrank visibly, and the granulations squirmed and intertwined with each other. Within a moment, the wounds disappeared. If it weren't for the bright blood stains still remaining on his smooth skin, who would have thought that there was another one there just now. Horrifying wounds.

Liansheng Thirty-Two stood up slowly, his muscles and bones that had not moved for many years made a crackling sound, like the sound of firecrackers, and the surrounding air was faintly rolling. Liansheng Thirty-two clasped his hands together, like an enlightened monk, It's just that the darkness in his eyes is difficult to dissipate, giving people a strange and evil feeling, making them feel even more terrifying.

"Donor, I'm already well. I kept you waiting for a long time!"

At this time, Liansheng Thirty-Two seemed to have been reborn. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, no one would be able to connect this majestic, handsome and elegant monk with the skeleton that looked like an evil ghost just now.

Zhao Wuhao slowly opened his eyes. There were countless magical symbols hidden in the depths of his eyes. His eyes were shining like jade. He looked at Liansheng Thirty-Two with soft eyes, shook his head slightly and sighed.

"Sure enough, he has the appearance of a lotus flower, but it's a pity that he does evil things!"

"I am a lotus born with thirty-two petals, each with different petals, but I don't know why, people always think of the beauty of one petal as the shape of the whole lotus? If I want to become a Buddha, I will become a Buddha, and if I want to become a demon, I will become a demon."

"Thirty-two lotuses, with dirty petals, gave birth to thirty-two personalities. You are really a madman!"

Sometimes this old monk is innocent and pure like a newborn baby, sometimes he is mean and irritable like a shrewish woman in the market, sometimes he is passionate like a young scholar who saves the world in the capital, sometimes he is heroic and bold like a young knight wielding a sword to fight against injustice, and sometimes he is compassionate and compassionate. A Buddhist sage, sometimes cruel and indifferent, he is like a devil.

No matter which image is used, it is extremely real, and there is no trace of falsehood at all. The various faces are completely different, but they all come from the original heart. It is purely heart-stopping, just like the saying that if you want to become a Buddha, you will become a Buddha, and if you want to become a demon, you will become a Buddha. They become demons. They are all real Buddhas and real demons who look at this world with compassion or indifference.

He is simple but fickle, lonely and fragile, complex and annoying, sometimes jealous and sometimes insidious, likes to compete and sometimes complain, selfish and boring but perverted and adventurous, loves sophistry and fantasy, is kind and loving but hates revenge, is bossy and blames, and is proud of himself when he is brilliant. , he is sad when he is silent, he is contradictory but hypocritical, happy but painful, great but small.

There are thirty-two lotuses with different petals. It is really unimaginable that a person's character and thoughts are so complicated and twisted. Even though Zhao Wuhao has experienced many lives and has extensive knowledge, this is the first time he has seen such a divided person!

"The amount of the lotus flower may be half a yojana, or one, two, three or four, or even a hundred thousand yojanas. From each flower, thirty-six hundred thousand billions of light will appear. From each light, thirty-six hundred thousand billions of Buddhas will appear. Purple gold has a special appearance. Each Buddha emits hundreds of thousands of rays of light, preaching the subtle Dharma to the ten directions."

The thirty-two hands of lotus are clasped together, the treasure is solemn, and the Buddha's light shines brightly. He is pious and compassionate. He chants sutras in his mouth, and there are bursts of Zen sounds, full of Buddha's intention.

Liansheng Thirty-Two recited this sutra at this time, intending to show that he split into thirty-two personalities, just like the Buddha has hundreds of millions of incarnations, all of which are himself.

"You haven't even taken the crucial step, yet you dare to speak so brazenly that you claim to be a Buddha!"

After Zhao Wuhao heard this, he curled his lips with disdain, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, and he was a little angry at Liansheng Thirty-Two for not following the advice.

"Before Wei Guangming died, he took a crucial step. When you saw the opportunity, you still didn't dare to take this step. You are worse than him!"

Wei Guangming and Liansheng Thirty-two are both the three great gods, so they are naturally familiar with each other. It was precisely because Wei Guangming noticed his darkness that he hurriedly left the Xiling Temple and returned to the Demon Sect, where he was sealed and suppressed by Ke Haoran. at.

"Is Wei Guangming dead too? I didn't expect that he could actually take that step and see the scenery above the Five Realms. He died without regrets!"

"So, you still don't plan to take this step, are you not afraid of leaving regrets?"

Zhao Wuhao asked, what he wanted to see was an otherworldly Liansheng Thirty-Two, not the Liansheng Thirty-Two still living in the human world. This would make him lose a lot of fun.

"That's enough! Young man, although I have never stepped outside the Five Realms, it does not mean that my strength is within the Five Realms!"

Liansheng Thirty-two is very confident, but he doesn't want to take that step and be watched by Haotian all the time. If he is not careful, he will be punished by heaven and fall into eternal night.

"Hey, it's really disappointing. Since you don't want to take this step, please die with regrets!"

Zhao Wuhao let out a disappointed sigh, slowly raised his right hand, and pointed his index finger into the sky. His sword intent soared into the sky, and his sword energy spread all over the room. It was unparalleledly sharp, unparalleled in edge, capable of cutting everything and destroying everything.

Liansheng Thirty-Two's face changed drastically, the black light in his eyes grew bright, he flipped his index finger to form a lotus seal, the energy in the void rioted, a shadow appeared behind him, with a head but no body, a huge mouth of the abyss opened, greedy for food, Devouring the vitality of heaven and earth, devouring the white bones, devouring everything in the room, it turned into the power of thirty-two lotuses. Lotuses bloomed around them. These lotuses were extremely holy, exuding bright brilliance, shining sacredly, hot and domineering, I want to block the dense sword energy.

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!"

The sword energy passed through the void, killing the lotuses, extinguishing the sacred radiance, tearing apart the Taotie giant mouth, and destroying the body and spirit of Lotus Thirty-Two. The vitality dissipated and he fell into complete silence.

"It's really disappointing. How can you in the fifth realm block the edge of my sword!"

A sigh echoed in the empty and vast room. At this time, Zhao Wuhao had disappeared into the Demon Sect Mountain Gate and went to the capital of Southern Jin Dynasty. He wanted to see the surging river and the number one swordsman Liu Bai in the world. , I wonder if it can satisfy him and not be as disappointing as Liansheng Thirty-Two.

Outside Chang'an City, in front of the academy gate, a swordsman from the Southern Jin Dynasty has been sitting cross-legged for seven days. He has a sword on his knees, which is faintly showing an edge. His eyes are closed, his expression is solemn, and his attitude is Respectful, but extremely persistent, he just refuses to leave.

This Southern Jin swordsman is Liu Bai's younger brother, named Liu Yiqing. He has been immersed in the Dongxuan Upper Realm for many years and has seen the threshold of the Fate Knowing Realm. His strength is probably similar to that of Prince Longqing who just arrived in Chang'an City. He It was the one who came to challenge Ning Que under Liu Bai's order. He submitted a letter of challenge to the academy and challenged Ning Que by name. His respectful attitude and the presence of people behind him made it difficult for others in the academy to take action.

Ning Que was punished by his master because of Meng Lang's misbehavior. He had been in Prison Cliff Cave for many days and was unable to fight, so Liu Yiqing could only wait patiently.

It's interesting to say that Liu Bai asked his younger brother to challenge Ning Que, a contemporary walking in the academy. He encountered an uninvited guest, the academy's teacher Zhao Wuhao, and the cycle of cause and effect led to unsatisfactory retribution.

Outside the capital of the Southern Jin Dynasty, there is an ancient black and white pavilion on the cliff, which is called the Sword Pavilion. The Jiange building goes into the cliff. It is a large and quiet cave. The top of the cave leads directly to the top of the mountain, with skylight shining down. There is a green pool and a thatched house at the bottom of the cave, like a separate small world.

Liu Bai was sitting in his own little world, looking at the fine bubbles ejected by the blind fish in the Bitan. He slowly stretched out his hand to push the long hair on his shoulders behind him. He had an indomitable momentum and sharp edge, and the air around him was filled with this sharp edge. When they were lined up, his whole body was like a divine sword, a divine sword that shot straight into the sky.

"Tap! Tread! Tread!"

A sound of footsteps came from behind Liu Bai. Zhao Wuhao walked into Liu Bai's small world. He was unaware of the sharpness of the sword energy in the air. He looked calm and unhurried. He walked to the side of the Bitan and met Liu Bai. Bai stood side by side, looking at the fish swimming in the blue pool, and sighed.

“The minnows travel leisurely, which is the joy of fish.”

A trace of excitement flashed in Liu Bai's sword eyes, and he looked up at this uninvited guest. He could actually come to him without disturbing anyone. This was a supremely powerful man, so powerful that even he couldn't. He was so sure of victory that he moved his eyes to look at the fish swimming in the blue pool and retorted.

"You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?"

When Zhao Wuhao heard this, he smiled and spoke again with some strong words.

"You are not me, how do you know that I don't know the joy of fish?"

Liu Bai was dumbfounded. He was a swordsman, a peerless swordsman, not a sophist. Naturally, he could not argue with Zhao Wuhao with his words, but he did not need to argue with Zhao Wuhao, because he still had a sword, a peerless sword, and a mighty sword. The mighty sword of the river.

Liu Bai was accustomed to speaking with a sword, and he also used the sword in his hand to win the right to speak. Countless people who tried to talk in front of him lost to him and could no longer speak. He was very quiet. He said whatever he said, and the other party could not refute it at all. .