I have a role in the heavens

"Oh, it seems that Cui Han has prepared other back-up plans, which piqued my interest!"

Zhou Juehui's eyes were like torches, with a clear look in his eyes. He pinched his fingers, and the afterimages condensed to form a lotus. Ripples appeared on the long river of time, and countless vague secrets appeared. It was difficult to hide them from him. eyes.

"Ruan Xiu and his party are about to join the game, and the owner of Gongliu Island, Liu Laocheng, is about to join the game. It's interesting!"

Liu Laocheng is the first wild cultivator in East Aquarius Continent to reach the upper fifth realm. He has a very high status and influence in the Shujian Lake area, even surpassing the Supreme Lord. He has both wisdom and rationality, and can analyze situations calmly, accurately choose sides, and maximize his own interests. He has a tenacious temperament and a long and arduous path to practice. Only by constantly breaking through oneself can one reach a higher state.

Liu Laocheng is a person who knows how to advance and retreat, is sensible, knows how to make choices, is good at dealing with people and the world, and can handle complex environments with ease. He can gradually emerge from an unknown wild cultivator, and use his own strength and wisdom to carve out a world in Shujian Lake. He not only achieves outstanding achievements in practice, but also reaches the pinnacle of power and becomes the master of a sect. He has experienced countless ups and downs and challenges, and fought fierce battles with all forces. Every victory is a perfect reflection of his strength and wisdom.

The world's evaluation of Liu Laocheng is also very controversial. Some people regard him as a villain because he bullies the weak with cruel methods. But some people think that he is a successful example of wild cultivators, who knows how to advance and retreat, understands things, and is a wise man who walks alone.

On this day, Chen Pingan put down the brush in his hand, walked out of the room, looked up at the sun, and began to dry up the bamboo slips he had placed nearby.

These bamboo slips are engraved on both sides, recording the principles Chen Pingan learned and realized during his travels around the world. Most of these principles come from the different contexts of the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought, and some of them are even very similar. Such principles were all carved on a bamboo slip by him.

Chen Pingan picked up one of the bamboo slips, with Confucian principles on the front.

"Everything has its beginning and end, and everything has its end. If you know the order of things, you will get the shortcut."

The reverse side of the bamboo slips is engraved with Taoist knowledge.

"The great beauty of heaven and earth is not mentioned, the four seasons have clear laws but are not discussed, and the principles of all things are not explained."

The bamboo slip in Chen Pingan's hand was quite special. He later read the Buddhist scriptures and used a carving knife to carve a line of Buddhist essence in a slightly smaller font on the side of the bamboo slip.

"The wonderful principles of all Buddhas have nothing to do with words."

Chen Pingan put down the bamboo slip and picked up the bamboo slip beside it. The front and back sides were also engraved with moral principles.

"A gentleman should stick to his roots, and the Tao will be born from his roots."

"There is no fixed method that the Tathagata can explain."

Chen Pingan recited it silently, put it down gently, and picked up a bamboo slip again. The essence of the three teachings and hundreds of schools of thought was picked up and put down again.

"The Dharma is equal and there is no superiority or inferiority. People have north and south, but Buddha nature has no north and south."

"Both the king and his ministers, high and low, obey the law."

“There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart, and the next worst thing is the death of a human being.”

"If you are poor, you will change. If you change, you will be successful. If you are popular, you will be long-lasting."

The autumn air was crisp and the sun was shining high. Chen Pingan exposed all the bamboo slips in the sun. He squatted in the empty space in the center of the circle, put his hands in his sleeves, and looked around until the sun slanted on the mountain, and then he took out each bamboo slip one by one. The bamboo slips were put away and placed among the things close at hand.

"Let's put aside so many principles in books. Because principles are in books, but life is outside books."

Chen Pingan scratched his head. The principles in these books could not solve his current problem, so he realized this new principle.

Late at night, the full moon was shining brightly in the sky outside the window. Chen Pingan put down his pen, rubbed his wrists and pushed the door open, walking in a circle to relax. The three letters he sent, there will be no reply from Feijian for a while. He is not in a hurry. There is no point in being anxious. He has walked through the thousands of mountains and rivers step by step. Feijian is faster than walking. Much more.

Chen Ping'an walked through the mountain gate of Qingxia Island and came to the ferry. He stood on the shore, squatted down, picked up a handful of water, washed his face, raised his head, and looked into the distance. Looking at this notorious Shujian Lake in East Aquarius Continent, a poem came to mind.

"The heroic spirit of heaven and earth remains awe-inspiring for thousands of years."

Chen Pingan turned around and headed towards the brightly lit luxurious mansion. When he returned to his residence, he put his hands in his sleeves, leaned back on the chair, extinguished the lights, closed his eyes, and seemed to be sleeping. The next time he opened his eyes, it was already dawn. When it is dark and bright, it will often linger in the middle of the night for a thousand years, but I am afraid that it will be a hundred years in one day.

At ten minutes at noon, with the sun high and the autumn breeze cool, a white rainbow flew from the sky and landed on Qingxia Island.

Chen Pingan took off the letter tied to the flying sword, and the flying sword disappeared in a flash and returned to Wei Bo, Longquan County, Dali. He returned to the room and opened the secret letter, which recorded Wei Bo's answers to Chen Ping'an's questions. He answered one question and three, and answered Chen Ping'an's questions to the gentleman Zhong Kui and Fan Junmao of Laolongcheng. He was full of eloquence. The remaining characters. The rules of separating yin and yang, how a person can become a ghost after death, and the rules of reincarnation, etc., explained everything in detail.

At the end of the secret letter, Wei Bo attached two secret techniques. One secret technique was a Zuodao technique collected by the royal family of the Shenshui Kingdom. It used the essence of water transportation between heaven and earth to quickly find the light of the true spirit. Gathering the scattered dead souls and reshaping the soul. After this method is completed, it can especially command all ghosts near the water. It is an untold secret of the Shenshui Kingdom. Only the national master and the worshiped immortal master are qualified to learn it.

Another secret technique has roots close to witchcraft. It is a mixture of the sword skills of the ancient Sword Immortal of Shu. It can break the barrier of Yin and Yang, and the sword light turns into a bridge and a path, connecting the Yang world and the Yin and the underworld, allowing people in the Yang world to talk to their deceased ancestors. .

However, this secret technique has a restriction. It needs to find a person who is born with strong Yin Qi. As a place for the Yin things to return to the Yang world, it is called Xingting.

The Xingting must be protected by the ancestral shade, a person with profound shady virtues, or a prodigy who is naturally suitable for practicing ghost magic, in order to be able to withstand the inhabitation of yin objects. The latter is better, because the former will damage the ancestral virtues, but the latter can take advantage of it. Practice diligently and turn misfortunes into blessings.

Furong Mountain is located on the edge of Shujian Lake, close to Lutong City, one of the four major cities around the lake. This mountain is rich in hibiscus stone, which is the raw material for high-grade seals.

A huge lantern, like a fairy palace in heaven, hangs over Shujian Lake at night. It is astonishing and can compete with the moon for its brightness. The flames were raging, and a fire dragon hundreds of feet long was entrenched in the air. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed two golden elixir realm monks. It was extremely powerful and terrifying.

At the top of Furong Mountain, a young girl in green stretched out her white wrist. With a slight shake, a hundred-meter-long fire dragon turned into a bracelet and landed on her wrist. Behind her were two disciples accepted by her father, and a wife from the Ministry of Rites of the Great Li Dynasty. All three of them looked dumbfounded.

The woman in green clothes reached out from her sleeve and took out a handkerchief, which was wrapped with some exquisite and sweet pastries. She ate it in small bites, her eyes bright and narrowed into a slit, with a happy expression on her face.

Behind him, Mr. Song also put away his natal lantern. Under the night sky, there was only the bright moon hanging high, casting a silvery moonlight, like a veil, covering the earth.

Ruan Xiu lowered his head and glanced at the few pastries left in the handkerchief. He hesitantly wrapped the handkerchief and put it in his sleeve. It was better to save some. There is no pastry shop in Qilong Lane in this place. You can't eat them all at once. It's over.

Suddenly, Ruan Xiu's eyes, as silent as ancient wells, shone brightly and brilliantly. She tilted her head, turned her gaze, and looked in the direction of Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake. She smelled something more delicious than cakes.

Ruan Xiu took out the handkerchief again, took a piece of pastry in one bite, ate all the remaining pastries, and finally clapped her white and tender hands and nodded with satisfaction.

On Yuanwei Street in Chishui City, which specializes in selling immortal artifacts, an old man in a blue shirt and long coat was walking. He had an ordinary face and an ordinary temperament, just like a wealthy man from an ordinary wealthy family. He repeatedly rubbed a snowflake with his fingers. Money, walking and watching, shopping a lot, but not buying anything. Fortunately, Yuanwei Street is full of strange people and strange things, and no one cares about such a tall and thin old man.

The old man visited the entire Yuanwei Street and did not return to Shujian Lake for a long time. He had already changed his mind and could no longer see a familiar face. He slowly came to the end of a quiet alley in Chishui City. He took out the key from his sleeve and opened the courtyard door. There was a cave inside.

No one lives in this mansion, but someone takes care of it every once in a while, and they work extremely hard to keep it spotless. The old man came to a water pavilion, opened the window, and listened carefully to the sound of spring water hitting rocks and the sound of cool water.

About half an hour later, a wealthy old man with no name from Chishui City came to the outside of the waterside pavilion, bent down and said respectfully.

"This junior, Wang Guanfeng of Xiangxiang, pays homage to Patriarch Liu."

The old man slowly turned around, looked at the rich old man, and said with a smile.

"You should be the great-great-grandson of King Shihao's Shuibu. Come in and sit down. Your Wang family was kind to me back then. You also know my character well. There is no need to be so reserved!"

Wang Guanfeng walked into the waterside pavilion. There were no extra decorations inside, only a few feet of white futon on the ground. He did not act presumptuously because of the old man's pleasant appearance. He sat on the futon cautiously and told the old man about the situation of Shujian Lake in the past century.

The old man listened quietly and did not speak in the middle. It was not until Wang Guanfeng finished speaking that he said with a smile that did not reach his eyes.

"I was so far away at Fengweidu that I also heard about the great reputation of Liu Zhimao and Gu Can, the master and apprentice pair in Qingxia Island."

Wang Guanfeng cautiously raised his head and glanced at the old man, considered it before speaking cautiously.

"Now the Dali Song family and the Zhu Ying Dynasty are fighting over Shujian Lake. We bet on Qingxia Island. The Zhu Ying Dynasty should have chosen the Qingzhong, Tianmu, and Lisu three-island alliance. The person in charge is the Zhu Ying Dynasty. A ninth-level sword cultivator from the royal family has some connections with Oriole Island. Where this person is hiding has not been found out yet. "

"Inside the Zhu Ying Dynasty, there are also disagreements on whether Gu Can's attitude is to win over or to kill. The opinions are not unified. The dragon next to Gu Can has already become a Nascent Soul. His combat power is astonishing. Even Liu Zhimao has to fight against it. Fear, it is possible to ascend to the position of king of the world. Of course, this is the result of you, ancestor, standing by and watching."

"That little devil named Gu Can, who claims to be the invincible fighter in Shujian Lake?"

The old man raised his eyelids slightly, seemed very interested in Gu Can, and asked with a smile.

Wang Guanfeng heard the implication. This ancestor of the Fifth Realm seemed to be unfriendly to Gu Can. He carefully observed the old man's reaction and asked.

"Ancestor wants us to turn the ship around and bet on the Zhu Ying Dynasty?"

The old man shook his head, denied this idea, and said calmly.

"These are two different things. Half of Liu Zhimao's success today is due to Gu Can and the Nascent Soul Dragon. Even if he sits on the throne of the king of the world and is famous for a few days, when Gu Can dies, Liu Zhimao will be deposed. After more than half of my life, I can no longer hold my position. What was Shujianhu’s last name two hundred years ago will be what he will have in the future!”

The old man had a strong voice and did not take Liu Zhimao and Gu Can seriously at all, but he had the strength and qualifications to say so.

Liu Laocheng is the first wild cultivator to reach the upper fifth realm in Dongbaopingzhou. Liu Zhimao is definitely not a good person. He has experienced hundreds of battles and is powerful, not weaker than the military sage Ruan Qiong.

"When will it be Shujian Lake's turn for a little brat to show off his power? It's not as good as shocking one generation!"

Liu Laocheng shook his head, with a look of disappointment on his face. He looked down upon the wild cultivators on the Book Slip Lake, and his tone contained a hint of disdain.

"The Zhu Ying Dynasty may not have had the idea to win over Gu Can and restrain Liu Zhimao, otherwise they would not have allowed Gu Can to run amok. But the dragon beside him grew at an astonishing rate. In less than three years, it grew from Jin to Jin. The Dan realm has reached the Nascent Soul realm, which is incredible and beyond everyone’s expectations!”

Wang Guanfeng's eyes flashed with contemplation, and he analyzed the reasons for Gu Can's rampage, with a hint of amazement in his tone.

"It's okay to bet on Liu Zhimao, but that Gu Can will be killed by me myself when the time comes. You just need to pretend to be deaf and mute and wait and see what happens. You don't have to do anything more."

Liu Laocheng's turbid and old eyes flashed with murderous intent, full of confidence, showing the domineering and elegant demeanor of a great monk in the fifth realm.

Wang Guanfeng swallowed his saliva, bowed to the ground, and said with a slightly excited voice.

"Ancestor takes action, Gu Can's yellow-haired child is destined to become a shooting star in Shujian Lake and end up dead!"

Liu Laocheng was the former master of Gongliu Island and a great monk in the upper five realms. If he took action to kill Gu Can, he would basically be a sure shot.

Even Liu Zhimao, who is full-fledged, may not be willing to die together when faced with Liu Laocheng, who is deeply entrenched in Shujian Lake. This is the general trend.

Liu Laocheng alone has a share of the situation, which is enough to change the current situation of Shujian Lake. How majestic and domineering he is.

Liu Zhimao is far behind Liu Laocheng. Half of his achievements are due to his apprentices Gu Can and Xiao Nili. Just like a woman running a house, her momentum is accumulated bit by bit. How can she be like Liu Laocheng who can do it alone? Compared to beings who fight their way through life? Regardless of cultivation, character, or skills, they are not on the same level.

Of course, if Liu Zhimao is given another hundred or two hundred years to manage his territory and accumulate connections, he may be qualified to be compared with Liu Laocheng after he reaches the upper fifth realm.

As the national master of the Great Li Dynasty, Cui Chan was once a senior disciple of the literary sage lineage. He was arrogant and had extraordinary knowledge. He also admired Liu Laocheng, a Jade Pu realm cultivator who came from the bottom. From this, we can know that Liu Laocheng So difficult and awesome!

In the small world, the sun was hanging in the sky, shining brightly. Zhou Jue looked away from the water curtain, touched his smooth chin with his right hand, and commented with interest.

"Liu Laocheng is worthy of being a reckless hero. He is decisive in killing, ruthless, knows how to advance and retreat, and understands the general trend. One person is enough to disrupt the situation in Shujian Lake. He directly grasps the key points and kills Gu Can, Liu Zhimao's biggest support and weakness. If he succeeds, he will definitely unify Shujian Lake's forces again and gain maximum benefits and value for himself."

Today's Shujian Lake has become a battleground between the Dali Dynasty and the Zhuying Dynasty. Liu Laocheng returned to Shujian Lake this time because he wanted to use Shujian Lake to bet on one side, gain maximum benefits for himself, and build his own mountain gate. A sect, a successful career, and becoming an ancestor.

"Cui Yi, you asked Liu Laocheng to return to Shujian Lake just to let him take action against Gu Can and fulfill the karma. When the time comes, it would be wrong for Chen Ping'an to stop him, and it would be wrong not to stop him. Under your pressure every step of the way. , how Chen Ping’an will respond is really exciting!”

Zhou Jue then looked at the green silhouette, and various mysterious trajectories appeared in his eyes, exuding the aura of the origin of the avenue, and a natal aura overflowed from the girl's head, converging into a beam of light, soaring straight into the sky, dazzling, making People dare not look directly.

"However, Cui Han, you are really courageous. You actually dare to let Ruan Xiu enter the game. Aren't you afraid that Old Man Yang will cause you trouble?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Han's face changed slightly, his narrow and deep eyes narrowed slightly, various thoughts flashed through his mind, his brows furrowed, and he asked.

"Please give me some advice from Mr. Zhou. I just treat Ruan Xiu as a casual chess move. I can't tell what her identity is."

Qi Jingchun's warm and crystal-clear eyes flashed with white light, and with her fingers pinched, she began to peek and figure out Ruan Xiu's true identity. The awe-inspiring aura over the long river of time condensed, dispersing the fog that shrouded fate, and the secret of heaven would become clear.

Suddenly, the long river of time began to riot, and huge waves set off, rushing towards Haoran Qi, blocking the trajectory of fate, making Qi Jingchun unable to pry into Ruan Xiu's true identity and origin.

"Ugh!"

Qi Jingchun's body shook slightly, she covered her mouth with her right hand, and let out a muffled groan. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Her face was pale. She suffered a backlash from the heavenly secret and suffered some minor injuries.

"Ruan Xiu is so mysterious, I can't tell her true identity!"

"But when I was in Lizhu Cave, I noticed that Old Man Yang paid special attention to Ruan Xiu, so I guessed that she was most likely an extremely important god in the ancient heaven, and her status was definitely not lower than that of Qingtong Tianjun!"

Zhou Jue felt the gazes of Cui Luo and Qi Jingchun, smiled, spread his hands, and said in a deep voice with a helpless expression.

"Don't ask me, I don't want to be hated. You can only explore Ruan Xiu's identity with your own strength. I won't tell anyone!"

Cui Luo and Qi Jingchun both showed thoughtful expressions on their faces when they heard this, and they had a vague guess about Ruan Xiu's identity in their hearts.

Who is Zhou Jue? He is the number one swordsman in the world today. He is half a step away from heaven and is expected to become the first pure swordsman to enter the fifteenth realm after the founder of the three religions. There are not many people and things that can keep him secret. This is enough for the wise Qi Jingchun and Cui Luo to directly lock Ruan Xiu's identity.