The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Chapter 570 The Saint Kings were defeated and White Lotus was reborn.

 Du Shi bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, senior, for your kindness."

 There is no etiquette in ancient times. What you get is your own. And there is an immortal way. No matter what Qiu Wuji's original intention is, there is no doubt that he taught himself a path closer to Wuxiang.

“Just some shallow thoughts, no distance.” Qiu Wuji lowered his eyes and glanced at the Immortal Killing Sword in his hand, which contained the digital formless way.

 Infinite, boundless, moving like a sea, as quiet as a pond.

 “Very far apart, very far away.”

Such strength is so far away from Wuxiang?

An ordinary Taoist came to Dushi's mind. He always had an understatement, as if nothing could lower his brows.

 In the past, he and Qing Xuan turned into gods and went to Li Changsheng to compete. I thought I could at least arm-wrestle with the elder who had watched him grow up, without seeking to win, just to compete a little, but in the end the two of them were slapped into the ground.

 It’s like planting a sweet potato, you can’t pull it out.

 And the Immortal Chang is Wuxiang, so the gap is really big.

 At least Du Shi could feel the oppression from Qiu Wuji, but could not feel any fluctuation from Li Changsheng.

 “Thank you, senior, for your answer.”

Hand over the world and bend down, walk away in the air.

 But there was no need for him to return to Buddhism. Instead, he landed in Hanshui Forest Garden and stood respectfully next to Li Yi.

 The forest gardens here are beautiful, small and exquisite, and they are like spring all year round. It is a good place for retirement.

 The immortal has been lying here for almost 7 years.

 Du Shi asked: "Immortal chief, this person has a little bit of your aura in his body, and he seems to be able to do thunder, and he is coming for you."

"I know."

Li Yi, who was lying on the bamboo chair, said leisurely: "At the end of the long river of time, there is the world of cultivation that has long been broken, and it is also the nourishment of this new world. Panhu and Qiu Wuji have been there, and they should have gained something. ."

 “If he were my student, he would probably be the best.”

 Du Shi asked: "You mean he has completely learned the thunder method?"

Li Yi shook his head and said: "No, the thunder method I taught you is just superficial."

As for this, he did not continue to point it out, because this was not realized by Du Shi, nor was it realized by the people present, but it originated from Qiu Wuji.

　　　I just gave them a given answer, but it was only an answer and could never be turned into practice gains.

 You may even have inner demons as a result.

 This is why the true Dharma cannot be expressed in words.

Li Yineng can impart most of the true Dharma in words, but he can only let them experience his thunder method with great caution.

On the contrary, he also wants to pass on his skills to others.

 Du Shi also understood that he did not continue to delve deeper, but sat cross-legged on the ground and began to digest what he had just learned.

Outside the world, a fierce fight broke out again.

An hour later, Qingxuan, who was covered in scars, fell from the sky. He coughed a few mouthfuls of blood. He was obviously seriously injured, but he still had a smile on his face.

 “The Immortal is long, my way is promising, my way is promising.”

 He also went to learn about swordsmanship, and he also gained a lot. It can be said that he has hope for the Holy King.

Du Shi opened his eyes and said: "Two swords, what about you?"

"There are not many poor people." Qingxuan raised his head slightly, his face no longer had the scheming look of the past, and he only had naked ridicule and showoff in front of the bald donkey.

 He held out four fingers.

 “Four swords, and only suffered some minor injuries.”

"impossible."

Du Shi’s first reaction was disbelief.

He only lasted two swords in the face of that peerless sword light. There was no way he could withstand four swords, and he was still jumping like this.

 He cheated!

 “Nowadays is not as good as it used to be. You, bald donkey, are lagging behind.”

Qingxuan stood with his hands behind his back, showing an enigmatic look.

　　啾~

 A golden auspicious cloud flew out of Qingxuan's sleeves and plunged into Li Yi's arms. His plump body was covered with sword marks.

Its round head kept rubbing against Li Yi's chest, as if it was venting its dissatisfaction.

 Everything is self-evident.

"Amitabha." He said with a smile on his face, "Relying on external things is not as good as a poor monk."

It seems that Niubi has not surpassed me.

 Qingxuan is a little embarrassed.

His strength is a little worse than that of Du Shi, but he has basically touched the threshold of the Holy King. Whether he can break through depends on fate. This time Wenjian Tianxia was his creation. Qingxuan rushed forward very decisively with Gongde Xiangyun, and then used Gongde Xiangyun to resist the four swords.

 “You guys.”

Li Yi, who was lying on the bamboo chair, sighed helplessly and said: "As the saying goes, peerless talent cannot be taught, and you are the best example. Don't say that the young are better than the blue, even if they are taught by me every day, they can only Can force the Holy King."

　Can only, reluctantly…

Qingxuan and Dushi looked at each other, wanting to refute that those who have attained the Tao throughout the ages are as rare as a phoenix.

 There have been only a hundred or so people throughout the ages.

If both of them become holy kings in the end, it will be enough to be recorded in the annals of history. Two people of the same era attained enlightenment together.

Xian Chang is simply ignorant of the hardships, and has never seen that the children of the richest man are capable of becoming the richest man.

 But the two did not dare to refute, after all, they respected their teachers.

Rabbi Tu'er raised his hand and said: "Chief Immortal, I also want to ask the sword to give me a means of protection."

 She also wants to be a holy king, so that she can have more life.

"This move will not be effective if you just carry it over. It will be useless if you go there."

 Li Yi shook his head, and Tu'er gave up the idea very obediently: "Yeah, um, Rabbit isn't going."

Hearing this, Wei Xi also gave up the idea.

 Dong Yunshu was the only one left present, and at this moment, she was staring closely at the sky, and everything was self-evident.

 With her warlike personality, she will definitely go, not to mention that she also uses a sword.

However, Dongyun Shu still suppressed her inner desire a little. She looked at Li Yi and asked: "Brother Li, I want to go."

If this was not possible before, Dong Yunshu would not ask how others were doing, but now he is uncharacteristically different. This just shows that Li Yi's status in her mind has surpassed the bellicose "sword" in her heart.

Li Yi naturally wouldn't stop him and said, "Go ahead. I'll do everything for you. There won't be any problems. If you can win, that's even better, as it saves me the trouble."

"good."

Dongyun Shu smiled brightly, and then soared into the sky with sword light.

Qingxuan asked: "Chief Immortal, does the Sword Immortal have any chance of winning?"

"Yes, but very small." Li Yi shook his head and said: "Yunshu's talent for swordsmanship is extremely strong, better than mine, and equal to Qiu Wuji. However, their training time is different, and their background is not as good as Qiu Wuji's. At the same time, the way he practices is also Originating from the other side, it has disadvantages in every aspect.”

“The same is true for Xiao Yuntian, but his situation is better. Lord Yan Tian has no disadvantage, but his cultivation is not as good as his opponent, and Yuan is not as good as him either.”

 “The one with the highest winning rate currently is Eating Buddha,”

Qingxuan asked again: "Then if everyone fails, are you going to take action?"

Li Yi closed his eyes slightly, breathed calmly, and said calmly: "I will give him one move. If there is no way to break through, this is the only move."

 “Breakthrough?”

Qingxuan was even more confused. Now that Wuxiang is full of people, how can he break through?

 “That’s right, a breakthrough.”

 Li Yi rocked the bamboo chair and fell into sleep with a peaceful expression. It's 2 p.m. and he usually needs an hour's nap at this time.

 The people around him did not disturb him anymore, Qiong Yu gently fanned the cool breeze, and others continued to look up to watch the battle outside the sky.

 Outside the courtyard.

The old tree spirit asked: "There are nine Wuxiangs, why did Brother Li say that Qiu Wuji had a breakthrough?" "I don't know." Panhu shook his head, "There is a certain number of Wuxiangs, which can be achieved by human power. Qiu Wuji was born at the wrong time, so Maybe he has some way to make people break through Wuxiang. After all, he is stronger than us."

Li Changsheng is stronger than Wu Xiang, there is no doubt about this, now all Wu Xiang have recognized it.

It is not impossible if Li Changsheng has any way to achieve phaselessness.

“Yes, he is the first person in ancient times to achieve enlightenment through strength.”

The old tree spirit lowered his eyes slightly, looking down at Qiu Wuji's existence. His aura was that of the strongest holy king.

 But he is only a holy king.

 “There are ways to solve the problem, not everyone is like Li Changsheng.”

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　　天外.

Qiu Wuji still stood with his sword in his arms as before, his hair flying with the flow of spiritual energy. Only four of the hundreds of holy kings around him were left.

They should be the top holy kings, and they are all strong men with great power in the Taoist field.

 Xiao Yuntian, Yan Tianjun, Yuan, eating Buddha.

"Fellow Taoist, can I ask about the sword now?" Xiao Yuntian held his right hand empty, and the sword intent was concentrated to the extreme and turned into a fairy sword.

Qiu Wuji shook his head and said, "There is one more person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining four holy kings looked down and saw a snow-like figure coming with sword light, arriving in an instant.

His clothes are as white as snow, his eyes are like cold plum blossoms, and he stands proudly.

 Sword fairy in the snowy night, Dongyun Shu.

She held the Heavenly Sword in her hand, and the familiar yet unfamiliar sound made Qiu Wuji turn his attention. This was his former sword, and it was he who gave it the name Heavenly Sword.

 But the power of the Heavenly Sword does not come from Qiu Wuji.

 This sword has passed through thousands of years and is no longer mine.

Qiu Wuji looked away, he had no intention of taking back the Heavenly Sword. Because he couldn't guarantee whether he could completely suppress the Heavenly Sword, and it was also not in line with his own swordsmanship.

Dong Yunshu didn't say much. He stood proudly with his sword in his hand and his eyes were blazing.

 “Everyone has gathered.”

 Qiu Wuji held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and with the crisp sound of the sword, the Immortal Sword was slowly unsheathed, and in an instant, the cold light shone in the sky.

 Zheng!

The Immortal-Slaying Sword was completely unsheathed, and just a little bit of cold light turned into an aurora that penetrated the planet for thousands of miles.

 There is an additional halo in Blue Star's low-Earth orbit, which is extremely bright and sharp.

Qiu Wuji pointed his sword at everyone and whispered: "Ask the sword."

 At this moment, the real question of swordsmanship begins.

 Brilliant!

A Taoist rhyme resounded in the void, and Yan Tianjun was not polite enough to let his horse take the lead, turning into a great sun.

The power of burning the sky, burning up the sky.

 In the past, there was a natural disaster in the Immortal Palace, and the water from heaven and earth poured into the cave. Then the great sage of the human race transformed into the great sun, burned up the water in the sky, broke through immediately, entered the immortal palace, and was honored as the Lord of Flames.

Yan Tianjun taps his fingertips lightly, and the true flame condenses to the extreme on his fingertips, blooming with brilliant light.

Phew!

 A gust of wind blew up, bringing with it thousands of flames.

Qiu Wuji suddenly looked back. He was already in the endless flame field. The protective aura on his body began to make a sizzling sound. If he stayed there for a long time, he would be burned to death.

Hold the Immortal Sword high, a bit of cold light instantly penetrated the flame field.

 One sword falls, and billions of sword lights shine.

 Boom!

The collision between the flame and the sword caused a force of billions of tons to spread to all directions in an instant, and cracks like spider webs appeared in the void.

In a blink of an eye, when the eyes from all directions seemed to be about to determine the winner, more violent vibrations and flames spread around.

The uncertain light and dark flames flashed billions of times instantly in the void.

That is the cold light of the sword and the brilliance of the flame.

 Boom!

As soon as the sky and the earth turned white, Yan Tianjun stopped his fist in mid-air and lowered his gaze to see a drop of blood flowing out from the tip of the sword at his neck.

If it were a life and death fight, he would not be considered a loser at this moment. Even if his head is cut off, he is sure to survive and be able to fight.

 But now it’s not a fight between life and death, it’s about swordsmanship, it’s about the Tao.

"I lost."

 Jun Yan Tianjun surrendered very simply, then turned around and left the battlefield.

Qiu Wuji took a deep breath to adjust his breath. Regardless of the fatigue on his face, he turned his attention to the next person.

Yuan handed over his hand, and then used the seal of reincarnation, and the mysterious power of reincarnation fell overwhelmingly.

　One move, two moves, three moves, four moves

 Fifty moves, the sword starts reincarnation!

 Zheng!

Yuan was defeated, and he was not surprised by this result. Qiu Wuji also felt uncomfortable. A few drops of blood slowly oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he coughed a few times unconsciously.

 He was injured, and not a little.

"Fellow Taoist strength is invincible." Yuan was convinced, and then said with a slightly lonely expression: "Under no appearance, haha, I can only do it without appearance, there is no way ahead."

 “There is a way.”

Qiu Wuji brushed his fingertips over the Immortal Killing Sword, and said in a cold and firm tone: "There is no road in the world, the roads are made by people."

Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and laughed: "It seems that I have lost my enterprising spirit."

Having said that, he also withdrew from Tianwai.

 The remaining three strong men are Dong Yunshu, Chi Buddha, and Xiao Yuntian.

 “Amitabha.”

The fat monk with a round belly came out. Just looking at Qiu Wuji, he subconsciously tensed up his body and his expression became solemn. He can't feel the other person's depth, and only realizes intuitively that this monk is dangerous.

S                                                                          ?

 After saying that, he opened his palms, and a white lotus bloomed in his hands.

 There is a villain mixed in there.

Just a glimpse, Bai Lian disappeared in an instant. No one from the outside world could detect what was inside, because it was too short-lived.

 It is also because the power of eating Buddha is, in a sense, no less than that of the Holy King.

Qiu Wuji's pupils suddenly shrank, and there seemed to be a thousand things in his eyes. His thoughts flashed through his mind, and then he shook his head and refused: "Thank you, Master, for your kindness. I don't need it."

  “Why?”

 “How can any false thing be compared to Him?”

"Refining this thing, it's not too late to look for him again in the future. He doesn't look down on you yet, and the layman still has a chance to survive if he leaves now." Chifo persuaded him again, and he was also moved by his love for talents.

 “All I want is a fight.”

Qiu Wuji shook his head without hesitation, and Chi Buddha was impressed by his decisiveness.

There are many people who go to death, but when faced with a better path, those who still choose to keep their true intentions are rare in the world.

 And this is not as simple as surviving.

"Pity,"

Chifo turned around and left without saying anything more, and had no intention of asking about the sword.

It’s a pity that this thing transformed from white lotus is also a road leading to formlessness.

Autumn Wuji is not needed, but the White Lotus Virgin is not blessed enough to enjoy it.

There will be another one later

 (End of this chapter)