Taoist rebirth reversal system

After the gate of the Sky Tower is closed, the candles lit in a spiral form from the bottom of the tower to the top of the tower are very obvious. The dim light gathers together, not only does not make people feel warm, but it is strange.

Someone in the darkness called softly, "Ziyu."

Han Cheng turned his head, only to see a person slowly coming out from the darkness, with a handsome face, dressed in a Taoist robe meticulously, and a white jade Taoist crown tied him in a trace of dignity, and there was an ethereal fairy air all over his body, very Even Han Cheng can't compare. If it is placed under the sandalwood in the Sanqing Hall, it must be a beautiful painting. The fly in the ointment is that his eyes are only white, which looks very scary.

The people of Liangyi Peak gave Tianqingshan a lot of face, and they were united. Since Daotong is dumb, the peak master is blind.

The blind Lord Wufeng laughed, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Isn't it busy down there? Why did you run to the Sky Pagoda?"

Han Cheng said, "Let's see what you're doing all the time. Speaking of which, your hair is disheveled for most of the year. Why are you so neat today?"

"Shouldn't you be more formal when you enter the Tianta? Sit down."

Xu Guan asked Han Cheng to sit, but in fact he was only sitting on a tattered futon. The pagoda was very poor this day, and the most luxurious things were divination props such as hexagram tubes.

After sitting down, Xu Guan asked, "What do you value about the outer disciples who came up this year? If you have any, remember to keep a few for me."

Han Cheng said helplessly: "I don't know much about fortune-telling, you might as well go down and have a look."

After hearing this, Xu Guan smiled and shook his head, and stopped talking.Han Cheng glanced at him and sighed helplessly, knowing that there was no way to persuade him.

In Tianqing Mountain, and even in the entire realm of cultivation, after disciples of disciples have cultivated to a certain level, they will more or less have to go to the mortal world for a few times, which will help break the bottleneck and improve the level. Like Liangyifeng, even if you know your own demons There are really not many freaks who grow in clusters and never take a step out easily.

After being silent for a while, Han Cheng asked again: "What's wrong with your throat? It was fine last time I saw you."

"Sooner or later." Xu Guan said indifferently, "Heavenly secrets will not let people look for nothing."

It is already very difficult to enter the inner gate of Tianqing Mountain, but it is one in a hundred to enter Liangyi Peak.Since ancient times, all those who entered Liangyi Peak, although many ascended, and more fell, but no matter what, they all lost all five senses, and lived a long life in the chaos of colorless, tasteless, and senseless. It doesn't make any difference whether you're alive or dead.

They know the past in advance and the future in the future, and even the fate of an ant cannot escape their calculations, and there is a price to pay for these.

"Except for me, who of you will run to this tower without incident? You came here for the last hexagram? Did Mu Yao tell you?"

Although this is the truth, Han Cheng is still a little embarrassed to be told like this: "I also came to see you."

"Come on less." Xu Guan laughed, "I've known you for so many years, how can I not know you? If you want to ask, just ask."

Han Cheng choked up for a moment, and looked up. The sky tower was closed in all directions, and there was no wind at all. The candle flames circled round and round without even jumping. After a long while, he asked:

"Big murderer?"

"Big fierce."

"Why?"

"I don't know."

After Xu Guan finished speaking, he probably also felt that he was too upright, and he was very sorry for Han Cheng who came to him in the face of the wind, so he added: "Three stars meet, there is a thick fog, and nothing can be seen."

Han Cheng probably also knew that he was in a difficult situation, so he sighed.

As a result, his sad breath made Xu Guan sigh with joy: "Ziyu, back then when I, you, and Mu Yao were taken up the mountain together, I was a little older than you in terms of age, but Master always said that you are the most stable, always Said to me, "Your uncle's disciple is a great disciple, be a prudent person." At that time, I envied you very much. Now it seems that there is nothing to envy. Look at you, your old face is wrinkled." After finishing speaking, he still Unsatisfied, he mended the knife, "It's really embarrassing for us Tianqing."

Han Cheng: "..."

Being ridiculed like this, he actually forgot what he was worrying about just now, why didn't he beat up the fortune teller earlier.

Today, Ji Yanqing ridiculed the creases all over his face, and after exhausting himself to go to the Tianta, he had to be ridiculed by Xu Guan once. This day, Qingshan is full of families who don't know what respect is for the head of the sect!Han Cheng felt very tired, and really didn't know why he had to worry so much up and down.

He tried to explain with difficulty: "I... did it on purpose."

Xu Guan snorted indifferently, and hit the nail on the head: "If you become the head of the sect, you have to toss yourself like this for the sake of stability, then it's really inappropriate."

Thanks to him, Han Cheng, who was still worried when he came, really felt that this broken sect was inappropriate.

He kept silent and tried to translate the words he said when he was fighting with Xu Guan in the early years, so that he could fight back. In the end, the status of the master might really be too overwhelming. Looking back on the past, he only wanted to remember the hard training every day, so he blushed and just He replied: "Gua Tongzi."

Xu Guan held that ethereal fairy demeanor, and said unhurriedly: "If you shake the hexagram tube twice, you can still hear a few sounds, Ziyu, ask yourself, what do you have left?"

Han Cheng got up and was about to leave, but stopped when he heard this.

"We know the future ahead and the past later, but the present is full of fog. What did you and Yan Qing say? You will be clearer after letting go? What about you, are you clear?"

"The messenger has been replaced by You Baiyi, I suspect Xiaoxiangzi..."

Xu Guan finally stopped laughing at him, sighed and said, "You and I both know, that's what he owes."

Han Cheng smiled wryly, and said, "Even so..."

"Ziyu." Xu Guan interrupted him, his tone still vague, but Han Cheng had already faintly heard the warning, "We said that we are monks, but we haven't seen anyone ascend for many years, and when they fall, they will be like ordinary people." , all turned into a pile of loess, after a hundred years of rain and wind, only time is the evidence of our existence, cause and effect are all in it, and no one can escape."

The monk at Liangyi Peak, who counted the fate of the world, finally showed his tolerant and ruthless face at this moment.

"Don't be too stubborn."

Xu Guan's voice suddenly became lower, and the hoarse voice blew across Han Cheng's ears, directly scratching the layer of skin he was carrying carefully. It seemed that there was a gust of wind in the stagnant tower for no reason, and Xu Guan was blown away. His hair was blown up slightly, and his eyes with only whites made him feel more oppressive.

Han Cheng trembled all over, as if he suddenly woke up, he took a deep breath.

"Your savvy is not suitable for staying in such a noble place as Tianta for too long, so hurry up and leave."

Han Cheng hurriedly said his goodbyes. The mute boy at the door seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection with Xu Guan, and opened the door at the same time, and the cold wind "hula" rushed in, but the candles in the tower did not even shake.

Han Cheng wanted to look back, but the blind Xu Guan seemed to sense it. With a wave of his whisk, the two wooden doors closed with a bang, very rude.

Han Cheng: "..."

Han Cheng had no choice but to leave, and within a few steps he turned his head back very motherly. The two mute boys were still holding whisks, standing in front of the door, one on the left and one on the right, looking at him with a smile on their faces, wondering if it was Fengxue Because of this, Han Cheng felt that their pupils were starting to turn white.

It was already dark.

There is a flat ground in the depths of Xiaoyao Peak, which is close to the abyss, and there are huge ancient pines and boulders on it. It is called the Sword Discourse Platform because the ancestor of Tianqing used his sword to enter Taoism here. In the original book, Ji Hong also loved to practice swords here, and Ji Yanqing chose it here. I also wanted to soak up the aura of the two of them and let him see through earlier, but it turned out to be completely counterproductive.

In the middle of the moon, when Ji Yanqing was hit by the reflection on the back of his foot again, he was so cold that he couldn't feel any pain.

Ji Yanqing numbly lifted the sword from his instep, and when he got up, the cold wind poured in along his collar, and the hot sweat was blown cold, and the whole underwear stuck to his body, it was cold and wet.

Ji Yanqing: "..."

Can I apply for the initial system selection, I was wrong I chose Jianzong.

【Dear user, once the system is selected, it cannot be changed】

then what do I do?

[The game system advocates self-help, users are asked to solve it by themselves]

One faction and two sects are like enemies, have you heard of it? !

Ji Yanqing thrust his reflection into the snow, feeling furious all over, thinking that there is no way out, if this continues, let alone the sixth day of May, even five or six years, he might not be able to understand the essence of Zhe Liu swordsmanship.

In the original book, Ji Hong made a big splash in the sword test competition with his willow-folding swordsmanship, so the question arises, what is the willow-folding swordsmanship?

There is no sword manual, and no one taught him. This set of swordsmanship was completely comprehended by Ji Hong himself. Ji Yanqing thought it was very cool when he read the novel. wrong!But it's not very cool to be himself. The specific manifestation is that even if he wants to learn now, there is no shortcut. He can only rely on understanding Ji Hong's mood and slowly explore.

However, the tricky thing is that the author's description of Zheliu swordsmanship in the book is only a part of the sword test meeting, and the rest of the first half of the book, Ji Yanqing conquered the world with his extraordinary knowledge and cannon.

【Ji Yanqing holds the reflection in his hand, although his movements are as swift as the wind, his expression remains the same, he looks like a young man who folded a willow on the shore, the black and white patterns on the reflection are like intertwined wicker, and also like a spirit snake spitting out letters, Stay close to your opponent. 】

The other party panicked, but I was still walking in the courtyard, which sounds amazing.

But you tell me how this sword can dance like a folded willow! !

To be honest, Ji Yanqing felt that he was probably too upright, he tried to "break willows", but the result was no different from "cutting willows".

"The author is not very reliable, relying on the original work is not enough." Ji Yanqing leaned on the sword and thought, "Why is no one discussing it with me...wait...discuss?!"

As for the "Zheliu" kind of swordsmanship that is not upright, brave or evil at all, but a bit weak, the comment area of ​​"Why is the world a madness" was overshadowed by tall buildings, and there are supporters and opponents. One word, and finally succeeded in pinching it.

Zhengfang believes that a Taoist priest like Ji Yanqing who is as beautiful as a flower should know a little gentle swordsmanship, and every move should be as graceful as treating a lover.Opponents think that "Folding Willow Swordsmanship" is in the wrong area, it is not suitable for men, and it is too feminine and lingering, which is very unmanly.

However, no matter how the two sides fight, there is one thing that they all agree on. The 'Folding Willow Swordsmanship' may not be heroic or brave, but it must be gentle and romantic.

Brainstorming is such a great thing!

Ji Yanqing's heart, which was soaked by the cold wind and ice water, could shake out icicles, and finally felt a little hope.

"Then here comes the problem again." Ji Yanqing, who was full-time controller when playing games back then, was thinking, "What could make Ji Yanqing arouse that little flirtatious thought?"

In the original book, Ji Hong is lazy and doesn’t care about everything. The only person who has ever been emotional is Tianqingshan. However, this kind of feeling is more like nostalgia for belonging. Guangjun has not appeared yet.

"Since there is no...that's right! Didn't the system say that you can make good use of doubts...that painting!"

Ji Yanqing suddenly opened her eyes wide, and finally grasped a small point from the huge and complicated information. For a while, the evil wind blowing up from the valley was nothing.

There is a room in the Zizai Building called Xiaoxiang, where there are countless drawing papers, and on each drawing paper, no matter the form or movement, it only depicts the same person!

"I think your movements are more like using a hard sword. The reflection is a soft sword. Compared with the hard sword, the control of your spirit is different. You have to change to the sword."

Someone suddenly spoke from the top of the pine tree by the cliff, and the audio seemed to have been watched for a long time.

Ji Yanqing suddenly pulled out the sword stuck in the ground, laid it across his chest, and asked, "Who?!"

What answered him was the sound of wind rising from the bottom of the valley.