Chapter 1130

Early the next morning, the people who wanted to worship the sect gathered with the demons. At about a moment, more than 300 creatures gathered in gukou, and everyone went into the valley together. Jingtian got up a little late and hurried to the end of the team.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing from the deep valley. After a gust of wind, everyone was dispersed.

Jingtian called the Tang family girl in the wind, but the voices were confused, and even the speaker couldn't hear clearly. He couldn't open his eyes. After the wind stopped, he looked around and found that he was already on a suspended stone platform. A large number of stone platforms floating around him were of the same shape. Many stone platforms were surrounded in a circle. There was another flat hanging ancient mirror in the circle. The mirror light shone into the sky, but it was a woman as beautiful as an immortal.

Many people shouted from the hanging stone platform: "I've seen the Lord of Chu!"

Jingtian thought to himself that this beautiful girl is Chu Hanjing, the main sect leader of contemporary divine sword. It is said that she was a figure 400 years ago and a disciple of the fourth sect of divine sword. After so many years, her appearance has not changed at all. What kind of accomplishment is this?

"All of you, I'm Chu Hanjing, the divine sword sect. I'm in charge of inheriting and recruiting students. Now you're at the heart asking pass in the third world of fantasy. This fantasy will summon the past, present and future bodies. Your past bodies will reveal your life experiences for everyone's judgment. If you don't want to reveal the origin, you can quit immediately."

Jingtian was surprised. He didn't know anything about it. It's rare for him to be so reckless. The rest had inquired about the entry examination in Shenjian town and knew it. The sect of divine sword sect is the abyss of practicing Dharma in the world today. Those who can join the sect are all heroes who stand up to the sky and the earth. They are the same sincere to others and themselves. Even if they are evil, they should be upright. Ask the heart to close the sneaky ghost. That's it.

"Just as the saying goes, the body is not afraid of the shadow. Our friars are open and aboveboard and can't say anything to others. It's better to start with Chen Ziliang in Yongzhou and ask the Chumen to judge and the people in the world to judge!"

Some people who have heard of Chen Ziliang in Yongzhou also hold two sentences. Jingtian listens carefully. It turns out that old man Chen has amazing skills and noble conduct. He is a famous hero. Immediately, the young man was relieved. He always wanted someone to take the lead and make a reference for himself.

Then Jingtian saw another self appear in the mirror light.

The young man secretly called down his eyebrows, but he didn't know that the first person to be tried in the third world was himself.

The fundamental reason is that people are already sleeping in the array. The future body is watching and judging on the stone platform, and the past body is being tried in the mirror light. The future is infinite. Therefore, there will be as many identical question points as there are teachers. When many future bodies go back to the present, the memory of each question point will be passed to the noumenon. In this way, all teachers can be tested in a very short time.

Chu Han Jing opened a book and asked in a loud voice, "who's your last name?"

Jingtian went over and replied, "Feipeng."

I don't know what to do with Jingtian on the high platform. This question and answer is as clear as in my ear. How many people in the world can look down on merits and demerits? He boasts that his life is mediocre and he has made no achievements in this world. The only wrong thing is his reincarnation. I think as long as the leader of the sect of Chu doesn't find out the bottom, he will not be hindered.

Chu Han Jing asked again, "have you ever killed?"

The past body replied, "it can't be counted."

Jingtian: "

As soon as he said this, there was constant exclamation and reprimand from the hanging stone platform around him. For a time, Jingtian became the target of public criticism. He was just an 18-year-old young man with a vigorous age. Rao was how peaceful his mind was. At this time, he was also wronged, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at killing when you were young. Isn't it heartless? You'd better not meet me when you're out of here, or I'll avenge those creatures you killed!"

"That's right! In those days, the four sects of divine sword spread the Dharma all over the world for the purpose of helping all sentient beings? If the divine power fell into the hands of people with evil intentions like you, it would be a disaster in the world! If you were honest, you would accept my challenge after you came out of the valley. When you killed those weak people, did you ever think about what to do when you met people stronger than yourself?! we will cut off the law of cannibalism!"

Jingtian clenched his fist and said nothing. He suddenly heard a clear female voice among the many scolds, "did you convict people for nothing? Isn't this a wrong to a good man! What is the question of heart? I think it's a false accusation!"

"Shut up! Wenxin pass was set up by Han Dazhong, the leader of shuikong sword, and Liu Dazhong, the leader of Sacred Heart harp. Can you be a suckling baby?"

"A big one on the left and a big one on the right. I think you are the servant of our predecessors. If our predecessors are right about everything, we simply don't want to live. If anything happens, please ask our predecessors to jump out of the coffin and help us out!"

The voice of refutation was very weak in the scolding of the crowd, just like a lonely boat on the sea. All sentient beings were malicious like the tide, but Jingtian only remembered every word and word that the girl said.

Chu Han Jing pondered for a moment, and suddenly whispered, "silence!"

After praying for silence, the master of the divine sword sect continued to ask Jingtian, "do you remember your previous life?"

In the past, the body did not change its face, "nature."

As soon as this was said, there was another discussion on the stone platform, and then many Terrans and Demons began to apologize to Jingtian. There are many upright people. Jingtian bows and bows, but he doesn't feel well in his heart.

Chu Han Jing frowned, then questioned Jingtian's life experience carefully. When he learned that he was honest in this world, he passed the question pass. Ask the Taoists to judge together. Except for a few who think that this person is general in his life and doesn't look like the generation of heroes, the rest agree to witness him join the divine sword. I think they feel guilty for the previous indiscriminate scolding. Jingtian boasts that he is a little person. A little person has the happiness and happiness of a little person. At present, he is likely to join the No. 1 sect in the world. He can't help but feel happy and smile. He doesn't care about the previous slander.

The judgment went on one after another. When it was all over, Jingtian suddenly heard the wind blowing in his ears. The stone platform and ancient mirrors in front of him disappeared. He suddenly fell into a forest of steles. There are different shapes of Steles here, some as small as bricks and tiles, some as high as peaks. Each piece has inscriptions left by his predecessors. Some record a unique sword technique, and some only leave a few thoughts, Even some are just random scratches.

I think this is the second level. I don't know what it means.

The forest of Steles is empty. Jingtian is the only one. He has visited here for a long time, but he still can't see any doorway. I can't find a way out, and I don't know how to pass the customs.

He looked up at the sky, the sun was in the sky, and now it was about a quarter of noon. He didn't know whether the time in the three realms was the same as the outside world. Jingtian took out the dry food and water in his bag and ate a simple meal.

"I don't know how Miss Tang is now." he thought about it secretly for a while. "The top priority is to pass the test first. The answer may be hidden on a stone tablet. Alas, the forest of Steles is endless. I don't know when I can find it."

Jingtian was patient and picked a nearby stone tablet to watch patiently. On this square and serious granite stone tablet, a commentary on the great book of poetry and sword was recorded, which was the thoughts and comments left by later generations when they observed and studied the great book of poetry and sword · general outline. The original text is less than 400 words, and the annotation left by the engraver is tens of thousands of words. He carved a stone tablet with words on the front and graphics on the back.

The figure shows another sword technique, called "Jinse", which is an elder who left notes and commentaries. It was founded based on Li Yishan's poem of the same name in that year. It is intended to tell future generations that if we can understand the notes and commentaries left by him, we can turn the world's poems into sword techniques like him.

Jingtian is not a scholar. It's nothing to speak of being literate, but he doesn't have the ability to study hard. Since he graduated from the school at the age of 14, he mostly looks back at some idle books and essays. Fortunately, the words used in this annotation on the stone tablet are straight, and the original text is pure vernacular. As long as you have learned a few big characters, most of them can be read.

After reading half of the article, the young man was distracted: "I heard from the storyteller in the city that in those days, the Yang divine sword was the master of Dharma in the world and burned the formula with the meaning of Shaoyin sword. All the creatures in the world don't need to read. They can understand the wonderful method by observing the glyphs, and they don't know whether it is true or false."

He had the patience to read the whole article, and then went around behind his back to observe the graphics. It is common for this person to be careless and confused in reading. However, as soon as he sees the graphics and pictures, he immediately becomes dexterous and moves his internal Qi according to the posture of the people in the pictures. However, the real Qi flows endlessly and fails to use the sword trick. It seems that the pattern is only a guide. If you want to achieve success, you still need to practice the trick of storytelling according to the text.

Jingtian recalled the words in the notes: the beginner... Leads the sword spirit with his mind. Everything in the world is inseparable from the word mind. The internal Qi chases the flow of mind. At the beginning, it is slow. The longer he works, the faster it increases, and then the spirit is one.

He crossed his knees, took his mind back into his body, sensed the flow of Qi machine, and guided the true Qi to move around the governor's two veins one by one. At the beginning, it was really gentle. The true Qi was like a slow horse, the mind was like fodder, and the slow horse walked by the grass. Ren pulse dominates blood, Du pulse dominates Qi; Ren Du Tong, then eight pulse Tong; If the eight channels are connected, then the hundred channels are connected. Therefore, Qi flows all over the body and the three elements are connected.

When he was absorbed and controlled the internal breathing, his Qi and blood surged. After a while, he was flushed, sweating like fog, the Qi of camp and guard in his body was boiling, the internal Qi was rolling like a tide, and his mind was like a small sampan in the river, walking by the tide. After doing this for three minutes, you will get better. According to the notes, you should try to turn Qi into vigorous at this time. This is the subtle Kung Fu of kendo. However, Jingtian has long forgotten to close his orifices and devoted himself to the circulation of real Qi. Unconsciously, his mind guided the internal breathing to accelerate. Suddenly he felt the swelling pain of meridians and hot all over. Then he realized that he was possessed by the devil.

At the moment, Jingtian has no time to attend to him. He just wants to relax the fierce internal breathing of the galloping horse. At this critical juncture of sincerity crisis, if he slackens his mind and separates his air, even if there is a genuine Qi riot, his whole body will be broken and die on the spot; If he expels his internal Qi from the orifices and acupoints of his body and disperses it between heaven and earth, it will greatly damage his Qi and blood and cut off his life. In the future, he will be plagued by danger and die of illness; If he is still indifferent and his true Qi continues to accelerate, he will not only be tired of his mind, but also dry up his essence and turn into a corpse.

If you want to forcibly stop the real Qi, you can only cultivate the "Yuan Guan lock", the Qi machine of the whole body does not leak, and the internal breathing is like the dragon of trapped lock, so you can't make trouble. However, this is the best Kung Fu of cultivation. Even years of real cultivation are difficult to achieve. Jingtian is just an ordinary young man. How can he have this ability?

Just when this man was in a dilemma, the zhaodan divine sword that had been carrying on his back suddenly gave out a clear sound. Even if Jingtian was ignorant at the moment, he still heard the sound clearly. For a time, he completely forgot his form and skeleton, and only felt that he was floating and flickering. As in a dream, his mind no longer paid attention to internal breathing, and he had no basis, and fled into the emptiness and brightness.

At this time, the internal breathing without guidance, like a galloping horse without a bridle, runs around Jingtian's body. In a moment, the meridians are broken, the orifices and acupoints are broken, and the whole body's blood is poured into the meridians and acupoints to form congestion, resulting in poor Qi and blood and injuries to all five internal organs. Jingtian's mind is unconscious of everything in the body. Seeing the injury getting worse and worse, he was about to die on the spot in less than a moment. Zhaodan divine sword screamed again, and the sword light burst into a divine spring floating behind Jingtian. This is the soul of zhaodan spring and the spirit of divine sword.

Zhaodan spring is one of the nine springs of Shennong. It is the soul of heaven and earth. It has the power of creation. At this time, the soul of the spring enters the body. The Qi in Jingtian's body is like a hundred birds throwing into the forest. It belongs to the air sea in the Shan. It is kneaded into a white jade lamp. There is a clear sword Gang flowing from the cup, like a spirit spring.

When Jingtian came back from his wandering, he suddenly felt that there was no place around him that didn't hurt his heart. He opened his mouth and wanted to shout, but spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. He was dying and fell to the ground. There was no doctor to save him in the place where there was no shop behind the village. The young man looked at the sinking sun in the sky and felt that his life was dying.

"Jingtian, Jingtian, I didn't expect five good young people like you to die here today. Alas, poor little master, I haven't seen the world with my sword before I die. I haven't experienced the prosperity of the world. I'm going to die. I don't know if the ghost world will accept me, as a reincarnated person..."

He muttered here, lay down for a while, vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and then stood up by himself. Not only can he walk and jump, but also his strength has made great progress, but the broken meridians, orifices and acupoints and the disordered Qi and blood in his body have not improved. At this time, he has entered a new world on the road of practice, and he has also made himself injured by five strangles. If he can sustain the injury well and fly up in the sky, if the injury is general debility, it may soon be over.

Anyway, Jingtian didn't continue to be depressed. He read the notes to the great book of poetry and sword again. This time, he had a lot of feelings. Only then did he realize how reckless he was. His survival depended on the zhaodan divine sword. Jingtian held the sword in his hand and praised it. The divine sword was silent.

After Jingtian read the sword Sutra through, he tried to practice the sword formula of Jinse again. This time, his heart moved, and a sword Gang flew out of the jade lamp in the Shan, which turned into a clear sword light, circling around Jingtian. He changed his form with his mind, like arms and fingers, and was not happy at all.

There are fifty strings in a beautiful harp without any reason. One string and one column miss the year of China.

The literati wrote poems to express their feelings, and the swordsmen danced with gold and courage. The great book of poetry and sword was created by yuntianhe singing poems along the river in Chenzhou. It has a very high intention. People who are not gifted can't understand it. Only when they reach the realm of using God to resist the sword can they understand it. Later generations annotated the outline of the sword Sutra, but they found another way to guide Qi with God and resist the sword with Qi, greatly reducing the threshold.

Jingtian guided the sword Gang to form a Jinse. The string of the sword vibrated and made a strong sound. The sword Qi broke the clouds on the top and the rivers on the bottom. He has already introduced the sword formula of Jinse.

At the moment of success, the strong wind rose again in the forest of Steles, and Jingtian was blown to other places again. When he opened his eyes, there was a flat field with long grass and deep. It was dusk and lonely in all directions. I didn't know when a handsome and honest scholar was standing in front of him, smiling at him.

"Hello, sir." the boy quickly said, "can you find a doctor for me? I feel like I'm going to die."

Xia Shusheng was robbed of his words and hesitated for a while. "You look excellent and have God in your eyes. You don't look like a person in danger."

Jingtian vomited a mouthful of blood.

Xia Yuanchen changed a set of tables and chairs, came out, took out a small pillow, put Jingtian's hand on the pillow, felt his pulse for him, and frowned a moment later, "It's not right. Your internal breathing is full and your meridians are broken. I think it's a blessing in disguise after you get possessed by the devil. Your skill is further. But your sword Gang is very tough and stick to one place. When I cast a spell to heal you, it was dispersed by the sword gang."

"Oh, doctor, do you think I can be saved?"

"To tell you the truth, you have passed the past and the present in the illusion of the third world. As long as you pass the future before sunset, you can join the divine sword gate. At this time, it is less than two quarters of an hour from sunset, and I'm afraid your injury will be better than a year and a half."

Jingtian coughed another mouthful of blood. "That's all right, thank you, doctor." he stood up unsteadily and looked around, "what, how can I get through the future?"

Xia Shusheng put away his tables and chairs and pointed behind Jingtian, "look."

He turned around and saw another himself coming from the other end of the plain. He walked fast. At first glance, it was only a small point. After one breath, there were beans. After another breath, he came to his eyes.

Jingtian looks at his future body with some trepidation. Therefore, man's Qi is very strong.

Xia Yuanchen explained, "this is a possibility for you in the future. Maybe you will be stronger than this in the future." he immediately sighed, "but it's really rare. This kind of attitude that makes people look and feel broken reminds me of Tianhe brothers. You must be a great person in the future."

Jingtian stumbled and asked, "am I going to fight with him?" Xia Shusheng smiled without saying anything. Jingtian's future body looks gloomy and sad. He looks at the present body coldly, "come on, come out of the sword." Jingtian dryly greets him, "Hello, er, you don't look happy?" the future body's expression becomes colder and colder. The biting killing machine makes Jingtian cold, "I can't beat you." he also tells the truth. "Did you learn the book of poetry and sword? Use it to show me." Jingtian doesn't know why he will become such a fierce brother in the future. In short, he is a family. He decided to listen to his own words. It must be right. Immediately, he turned the sword Gang into a Jinse. He was about to stimulate the sword sound. Suddenly, he was instructed by the future body. "The book of poetry and sword is not used like this." the future frowned. "The lower form is called the instrument, and the metaphysical is called the way. Changing the form with the vigorous sword is just a clever way. How can the real book of poetry and sword stick to the form? Look, I only demonstrate it once." Jingtian paid great attention. I saw him stretch out a finger and hang it flat in the air. Suddenly, I heard the string sound around him. I didn't know where the music came from. The rhythm was simple and desolate. A white butterfly gradually appeared on the finger of the future body in front of me. When the butterfly condensed into shape, the future body disappeared. Jingtian was surprised, looked left and right, and still couldn't find the trace of the future body. Xia Yuanchen looked at the scene thoughtfully. The white butterfly flew and landed on Jingtian's nose. He didn't dare to move, because he felt that the beautiful butterfly was a concise sword rainbow. The butterfly dissolved on Jingtian's face, like a dandelion scattered by the wind. The inexplicable strings around him dissipated. He shed tears for some reason. Xia Yuanchen quietly realized the sword meaning left by the future, and softly praised, "it's a memory of this sword. At that time, it's only common. What a song" Jinse ". Congratulations, little brother, you've cleared the customs. You'll be a member of the divine sword sect in the future. It's time to wake up." "what?" Jingtian was stunned. Suddenly he saw the sun rising in the West and the clouds gathering and dispersing in the sky, Xia Yuanchen in front of him suddenly went away, and a strong wind blew from the four poles, and he regained his mind. He stood at the mouth of the valley. It was three quarters of the hour. It was only a incense burning time before they entered the valley. There were only seven people around him who came to worship. "Hey, boy, I'm here." the Tang girl waved to him. Someone nearby praised, "it's worthy of the great efforts of the divine sword in those years. It has the ability to reverse the truth and illusion and change the universe. From now on, we'll be partners in the same school. I've seen you in Chen Ziliang, Xiayong Prefecture." Jingtian joined the first in the world in a muddle headed way. Everything that happened in the dreamland was so real that he immediately coughed two mouthfuls of blood, Another bright smile. Tang Xue saw that he looked like a consumptive ghost and said anxiously, "are you all right, young man?" "you're all right, you've suffered a little injury." several friars came to the valley, dressed in simple sackcloth. The leader was a man with rough face and broad hands and feet, "junior brothers and sisters, please come with us. I'll take you to your residence. By the way, which is junior brother Jingtian?" "I am." "the sect leader wants to invite you to meet him. Don't forget." "I remember." Jing tianpo is a little absent-minded. He can't forget the dreamy sword formula of Jinse in the future. At this time, he is very disappointed. Tang Xue quickly promised for him, "he's free now. Senior brother, take him to the sect leader. Don't delay her." The elder martial brother smiled simply and honestly, "younger martial sister, don't be shy. There are idle people in the divine sword door. I think the younger martial brother is seriously injured at this time. It's better to go to see Mr. Xia first." Tang Xue saw and hurriedly said, "I'll go with him. Where's Mr. Xia?" "go to the field to find the most conspicuous one." They said goodbye to their companions and went to the fields in the valley to find Xia Shusheng. Jingtian met him once. At this time, there were many magic sword disciples working in the fields. Xia Shusheng walked along the ridge with Earth Spirit beads. His body was shining into the sky and the earth was rolling. As expected, they were very conspicuous. Xia Yuanchen knew their intentions, so he gave Jingtian a bottle of Tianxian jade dew and two medical skills to let him go back Xing tried to dredge hundreds of veins and reshape acupoints. "If you can succeed, you must step into the advanced realm of cultivation, which is one of the few in this divine sword sect. If you still don't succeed after half a year, remember to come to me again, but the injury can't be delayed for too long, and it may be incurable for life after more than a year." Xia Shusheng earnestly told Jingtian that Jingtian was too busy, so he left.