Starting from inheriting Taoism

A voice in his heart appeared suddenly, and he couldn't hold it back anymore, and he did the same. The eminent monk slowly got up and approached Ye Feng.

Everyone looked at the eminent monk and didn't understand why. You must know that killing people is like killing parents. Ye Feng's bone age and strength can be seen between them. It is normal for people like Ye Feng not to make friends.

Chapter 99 The Getaway Road

After all, this is just an epiphany, so what if it is interrupted, unless you can guarantee to kill it with one blow, otherwise, except for the Demon Dao, I am afraid that no one will do such a thing that hurts others and does not benefit oneself.

Under everyone's suspicious eyes, the eminent monk was still slowly approaching Ye Feng. Meng Li thought of Ye Feng's words, but he didn't know that there must be something wrong with this eminent monk, so he could not help but hold the long sword in his hand even tighter.

"Stop!"

Ignoring Meng Li's warning, the eminent monk was still approaching, and a monk in the Qi refining period was not in his eyes.

"Roar……"

It's close at hand, but there is a white tiger roaring in the mountains and forests. In unknown places, ghosts also appear behind the eminent monk. As long as the eminent monk dares to approach again, he must try his best to disturb Ye Feng's possibility of enlightenment, and thunder strikes.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the white tiger, the eminent monk stopped in his tracks. He could see that the white tiger had just entered the realm of the demon king, but the pressure of his blood told him that the blood of the white tiger was much stronger than his, so he might not be the opponent of the white tiger.

Alas, why does God favor the human race so much.

The eminent monk suddenly sighed in his heart, there was nothing he could do, he was also a decisive person, he immediately turned around and left without staying any longer, and he went straight out of Hangu Pass and headed towards Chang'an, the decisiveness was terrifying.

Ye Feng's place is important, Xiaobai and Ghost didn't leave without permission to chase after the eminent monk, but just squatted beside Ye Feng, watching the rest of the people closely, in case anyone with ulterior motives appeared again.

Meng Li was sweating profusely, and fell to the ground, remembering what Ye Feng said when he entered the customs, it was true that he knows people, face but not heart, it seems that he still has some training.

At this time, Ye Feng has also reached a critical moment. The Yiyuan sword in the sea of ​​consciousness is shaking wildly, and the sword will burst out, which confirms the sword in Ye Feng's heart. Become a sign of Lingbao.

The way of the sword is right in front of you, Ye Feng is constantly comprehending the part that belongs to him, and gradually forming his own way of the sword, the third realm of the way of the sword has opened the door for Ye Feng unconsciously.

And at the moment when Ye Feng mastered the art of swordsmanship, the Yiyuan sword absorbed the golden energy of the world and became stronger, and it actually dyed the surrounding sky golden, and the onlookers were forced to retreat by this sword intent.

However, they found that they couldn't hold the long sword in their hands and wanted to fly towards Ye Feng. They didn't dare to stop any longer.

Originally, I wanted to catch another wave of opportunities, but now it seems impossible. If I stay any longer, I am afraid that I will lose everything.

On the contrary, Meng Li's swordsmanship comes from the same source as Ye Feng's. Under the influence of Ye Feng, he entered an epiphany, and the "Shou Yuan Sword" in his hand also accumulated a lot of gold energy and slowly advanced towards the magic weapon. Meng Li was also in the way of Ye Feng's overflowing sword Keep trying to figure out your own way, and keep consummating it.

Ye Feng's one yuan sword was actually quite crudely refined at the beginning. One must know that he was not a master of refining weapons at the time, and secondly, he did not have any good materials. The embryos were all made of the most inferior materials such as refined iron.

Although the continuous addition of gold, gold crystals, and black iron later made the One Yuan Sword advanced very quickly, it also made the One Yuan Sword very messy, and the material was really average.

You must know that the Yiyuan sword is Ye Feng's natal sword. If this problem is not resolved, Ye Feng's swordsmanship will have problems sooner or later.

This time it was Ye Feng's real chance, to use the holy land to enlighten Tao, the golden energy of heaven and earth to help practice swords, and the existence of the best artistic conception that is best at tempering true meaning, such as the state of goodness like water.

Under the influence of various factors, the Yiyuan sword gradually made up for the shortcomings of insufficient origin and heterogeneous materials, and under the tempering of the golden energy, it gradually formed a real golden sword, the golden sword of the original five elements, and it was driven by the origin of gold , One Yuan Sword also has the hope of advancing to Lingbao.

Ye Feng's kendo was formed when he first realized Taoism. At that time, Zhang Zihao in Shushan explained to him the three ways of heart kendo, mind kendo, and body kendo. Dao lays the foundation for the achievement of a perfect Dao foundation.

After the second epiphany, Ye Feng once again improved his kendo practice and reached the second level of kendo. In the realm without a sword, everything can be a sword, which made his kendo reach a new height again.

In the next few years, Ye Feng's kendo seemed to be on the rise, soaring all the way, and even reached the level where he could compete with Lijiang Dragon God, but by this time, his kendo had come to an end.

Obviously, he could step through the third realm of the Dao of Swords with just a single step, but he couldn't step in for a long time, and the more he realized, the more confused he became, and that half step was like a moat in front of Ye Feng.

During this trip, Ye Feng did not plan to travel the world and realize the way of the sword again. After all, even if he has mastered the most powerful attack method such as thunder method, his real strength is still his own way of the sword.

Seeking the Tao is already difficult, but this time Lao Tzu's view gave him a chance.

Now with the third epiphany in the Holy Land, Ye Feng finally realized why he couldn't really step into the third realm of swordsmanship.

That's because he was not a pure sword cultivator from the beginning to the end, and he didn't have the belief that a sword cultivator is sincere in the sword, born in the sword, and died in the sword.

Even if he doesn't admit it, he knows that in his eyes, the sword has always been just a tool to protect the way, dishonesty is dishonesty, and this way of the sword has actually come to an end.

However, goodness is like water, and it can be ruled by doing nothing. The Tao Te Ching once again inspired me. Since my way is not the way of swordsmanship, then I only regard the sword as a tool for inheriting the way.

The Tao is the Tao, and I am determined to live forever, and my heart is to be free, and I have always pursued this free road.

The road leads to the same goal by different routes. After Ye Feng sorts out his thoughts and separates his own way from the way of the sword, he will make great progress in the way of the sword. But at this time, Ye Feng's way of the sword is based on the way of free and unfettered ways to control the way of the sword. Ye Feng didn't know whether this change was good or bad for his practice, but Ye Feng felt that it was good in his heart.

At this moment of enlightenment to the Tao of Xiaoyao, as a tool for inheriting the Tao, the Yiyuan Sword has completely produced its own spirituality. A Kunling is imprinted in the sword, swallowing the golden energy of the world, and helping the Yiyuan Sword to carry out its final transformation.

Ten days passed by, and the Laozi Temple was completely blocked. The ghost controlled the guard of Hangu Gate, and completely blocked the Laozi Temple, preventing people from entering or leaving, so as not to disturb Ye Feng's enlightenment.

And the golden aura over Hangu Pass that covered the sky and the sun was only covered for a moment before being covered by Xiaobai. After following Ye Feng for a long time, it also gained a bit of mystery, and it knows the truth of making a fortune with a silent voice.

After more than ten days of tempering with the golden energy, the Yiyuan sword was finally reborn. The kun turned into a roc and leaped above the nine heavens.

Chapter 100 Primordial Spirit

The moment the Yiyuan sword became a spiritual treasure, Ye Feng's spiritual manifestation in the sea of ​​consciousness also reached its peak, and Xiaoyao's true meaning turned into a Kunpeng and fell into the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

At this moment, Ye Feng's spirit seemed to have taken off the shackles and entered the realm of the unity of man and nature. Following this mysterious and wonderful artistic conception, Ye Feng's spirit continued to transform and undergo the final evolution.

"Xiao Li, it's good for you to travel around on your own in the future, and you will gain a little from being a teacher. You are going to go back and practice in seclusion. Xiao Bai, you go with Xiao Li."

Leaving a sentence behind, Meng Li and Xiao Bai, who were stupefied, Ye Feng had disappeared from the ground.

Meng Li and Xiao Bai looked at each other in blank dismay, had they been abandoned?In the future, they will depend on each other for life.

Ye Feng doesn't care what this person and a tiger think, the primordial spirit has transformed, Ye Feng has awakened, but the evolution of the primordial spirit cannot be accomplished overnight, Hangu Pass is not a good place to retreat, and it is better to return to Qingfeng Temple to make people feel at ease .

And this time when I realized the Tao, I also comprehended a set of exercises of my own from the Tao Te Ching, and I will have to work hard later, so this retreat may be as short as a few years or as long as decades.

With Ye Feng's current cultivation base, flying with all his strength, it took only a moment to return to Qingfeng Temple. He just told Shi Yi and entered the top floor of the hall, starting the longest possible retreat since the time travel.

On the other side, Meng Li saw that his master had also left, and he didn't need to stay in Hangu Pass anymore, so he led Xiao Bai to continue towards Chang'an.

This time Meng Li gained a lot. With the help of Ye Feng's epiphany, he managed to comprehend his own way of guarding swordsmanship. His qi training was also driven by the huge vortex of spiritual energy attracted by Ye Feng, and he successfully broke through the practice. At the peak of qi, it even reached the No.11 level of qi training.

After Shou Yuanjian rubbed a wave of gold energy, he also achieved a top-quality spiritual weapon. In short, Ye Feng eats meat and she drinks soup, which is also very satisfying.

A few days later, Meng Li finally saw Chang'an City, the capital of Dali, which he had always been curious about. The thick six-foot city wall gave people a more oppressive feeling than Hangu Pass.

The gate of the city was guarded by elite soldiers, and there were many pedestrians. Meng Li hugged Xiao Bai, walked through the long line, handed over the seal of duty, and entered Chang'an City after getting permission.

There have been a lot of monks and Taoists recently, and the guards of the city are very polite to these Taoist monks. Although Meng Li is a little younger, these soldiers dare not underestimate them. Horrible being taken care of.

It was only after entering Chang'an City that Meng Li knew what is bustling and what is called prosperity. Along the way, Meng Li and Ye Feng had been to many big cities, but none of them could compare with Chang'an City.

The street was so wide that three large carriages could pass through it at one time, and there were countless but orderly vendors on the street. All kinds of strange things and businesses also opened Meng Li's eyes.

She is a veritable little rich woman, she really liked all these things when she saw them, she didn't say anything, she bought them, and Meng Li became the most popular Taoist priest on this street for a while.

If someone asks how to fall in love with a city in one day, you can tell her, buy it, and spend the money comfortably, and the whole Chang'an city is yours.

On the second day, Meng Li wanted to continue shopping, but was attracted by a magician who spread the bills.

In a teahouse, a young magician was performing tricks, which aroused applause from the audience.

On the stage, a large picture scroll was hung there, and the butterflies and birds drawn by the young magician could fly out of the picture scroll, and some of them landed on people's bodies, and they were exactly the same as the real ones.

Everyone saw that this was real kung fu, and hurriedly applauded. Meng Li naturally saw through the illusion at a glance. After all, Ye Feng personally taught the illusion during this period. The level of illusion is just like that, it's just to deceive ordinary people for a living.

"You can change like this, can you become a bitch?"

There are unscrupulous men in the audience who are already dreaming.

The young magician also responded to every request, "Shame comes from the heart, whatever you think in your heart, we can conjure anything."

A picture scroll flew out, with a few simple strokes, a little red sand dotted out the red lips, and a beautiful and enchanting woman came out of the painting.

Stepping on a three-inch golden lotus, her waist swaying with the peaks and peaks, her thin clothes half-cover her breasts, and her thighs are partly visible, almost every foot is on the hearts of the men in the audience, and all of them are in the hall all at once. The sound of swallowing saliva.

Even the woman blushed when she saw it, and hurriedly dragged her man away, or covered the child's eyes.

Only Meng Li and a middle-aged man sitting in the front row sat calmly in the arena. Meng Li was fine, after all, she was a woman, and a middle-aged man would attract attention if he didn't admire beauty.

The beauty also noticed the middle-aged man, and she came to the middle-aged man slowly, and slowly pressed her whole body up, but she didn't expect the middle-aged man to be incomprehensible, and opened the woman's hand to grab something.

"Beauty, you have found the wrong person. I don't have anything valuable on me."

The beauty smiled enchantingly, "I don't want anything else, I just want you."

The middle-aged man explained the true purpose of the man on stage for painting - in this short period of time, the wallets of many guests have been poisoned.

A cup of tea was suddenly poured over, and the beauty disappeared in an instant.

Seeing that he was not kind, the painter pushed the burning candle on the table with his hand, and a fire phoenix rushed out.Unexpectedly, the man with glasses easily defuses the offensive with the drink in his hand.Immediately afterwards, the painter threw the scroll away, and the two of them seemed to enter a colorless illusion.It's a pity that in just a few moves, the painter has already been defeated, and the opponent still seems to be able to handle it with ease.

"The patriarch left the rules, don't do evil, don't hurt others, don't take ill-gotten gains, you have practiced well, but the rules of the patriarch have been forgotten."

His skills were not as good as others, and the middle-aged man didn't kill him, but just left a sentence, which made the young magician who was painting feel ashamed, and hurriedly retreated.

Meng Li looked at the rather exciting competition in front of him, but he didn't expect that there would be another branch of illusion, but the ancestor of this juggler is an interesting one, who does not do evil, does not hurt others, and does not take ill-gotten gains.

The middle-aged man is only at the peak of Qi training, if he only has this half-handed illusion, he probably won't be able to last two rounds in her hands.

Meng Li, who left the teahouse and walked on the street, continued to buy and buy, but he didn't want to meet these jugglers again, and he didn't know when a group of such jugglers had gathered in Chang'an City.

I saw an old artist who was encouraged by his granddaughter to show off his skills in the arena of the market.He tossed it casually, and countless white ribbons appeared in his empty hand.

Then the old artist rubbed all the ribbons into his palm and blew hard, and the originally clear sky began to snow heavily.

"Okay, it's snowing in September."

Although this old entertainer is not as advanced as the middle-aged man, he is still somewhat better than the young magician.

Chapter 1 The Juggler

At this time, there was a man with a conical face on the attic opposite, who looked quite sinister. He was talking with others when he saw the scene of the old artist, but said, "It's just a trick."

In order to show that he is superior in skills, the man with the conical face is belittled in his mouth, but not vague in his hands.

Walking slowly to the window, he took a deep breath of the pipe in his hand.As he exhaled the smoke from his mouth, the snowflakes outside immediately turned into hail.

This sudden change made the old artist realize that there was an expert nearby, but the other party had already started to provoke him, so he could only accept the move passively.However, under the attack of countless skates on the cone face, the old artist still missed a move, and he was about to die.

Meng Li was a little angry when he saw that the juggler upstairs wanted to take someone's life. After all, the two had no enmity, they were just competing, so there was no need for it.

When he was about to throw a bunch of sugar figurines in his hand, the ice blades touched the sugar figurines, the sugar figurines burst into flames, and the ice blades disappeared completely.

The face of the man with the conical face changed, and his eyes turned to Meng Li, only to see Meng Li looking at him. The good thing was interrupted, and the opponent was only a little girl. Countless skates charged towards Meng Li.

Meng Li saw that this person was going all over the place with killing moves without leaving any room, so he was also angry, and he didn't use sword skills, but only used illusion to confront him.

The two bunches of candied haws in his hand were thrown by Meng Li, and they turned into fireballs and went straight to the ice skates. Another piece of clothing was thrown out and turned into a curtain of fire to cover the man.

Seeing Meng Li's power, the conical-faced man's face was even more ugly. This is an opponent. He searched for the names of magicians in the Jianghu in his mind, but none of them could match him.

The ice blade was defeated by the fireball, and it was already coming, and the fire curtain was right in front of him. The man spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, turned into an ice curtain to block the fireball, but failed to resist the fire curtain, and his clothes were burned to the ground.

"You have to forgive others and forgive others, so that you can do it yourself."

A moderate voice came into the man's ears, coupled with the fact that he was naked now, the man was ashamed, but he could only hide his hatred and leave.

Meng Li didn't intend to kill anyone, he just wanted to teach the man a lesson, otherwise the man might be gone just this one time.

The old artist on the street was rescued, and hurriedly brought his granddaughter to thank him.

Seeing Meng Li, the grandfather and grandson immediately knelt down.

"Thank you benefactor for saving me. Otherwise, the old man might have lost his life here today. I can't repay you for saving my life. If there is any need in the future, I will ask my benefactor for instructions."

Meng Li hastily helped him up, "You don't have to be polite, old man, that man's tricks are not righteous, and the poor do it because he can't see it. You need to be careful in the future."

The two nodded quickly when they heard the words, especially the granddaughter, who was even more frightened for a while, and tears flowed out. Grandpa would not perform on stage if it wasn't because of his instigation. Yes.

"Benefactor, can I ask the little old man to treat you to a light meal to express my gratitude?"

Meng Li didn't refuse, so he found a restaurant next to him and sat down.

"It's strange to say that Pindao also met two magicians in the teahouse in the morning. I didn't expect to meet you again just after leaving the teahouse. Could it be that you guys have some gathering in Chang'an City?"

The old man nodded when he heard the words, "Today is the ninth day of the ninth month. All the masters of the rivers and lakes have gathered in the capital. There are also a lot of magicians. They are not afraid of being laughed at by their benefactors. The little old man brought his pigtails here to make a fortune. , save some dowry for her."

Meng Li nodded, thinking to himself that this is not surprising, "You don't need to call me benefactor, the poor Taoist name is Meng Li, and if you compose the word Tianzi in the temple, the old man calls me by my name, or my Taoist name."

The old artist was startled when he heard the words. He thought that Meng Li was also a descendant of some juggler. He didn't want him to be from a Taoist family. .

Although jugglers have some tricks, compared with these real monks, it is a world of difference.

"Forgive me, the Taoist priest. The little old man has eyes that don't recognize Mount Tai. I thought the Taoist priest was also from my lineage of jugglers, but I didn't expect the Taoist priest to come from a Taoist school. I don't know what sect he came from. In the future, the little old man's descendants will also have a way to repay their kindness." place."