Chapter 60

Downstream of the Weihe River, a young man in green clothes hurried along the road. Each step looked very close, but he walked out of the distance in a trance. Even so, it doesn't give people any special feeling. It seems that the young man is very erratic and detached from the secular world in front of him!

At the foot of the young man, with each step, a little sword came out, and the next little sword disappeared, but the young man walked a foot away.

The whole scene is ethereal and extraordinary!

"This sword shadow step is also an extraordinary skill. The speed has increased a lot. It would be easier to escape if you met the friars in the foundation period before now!"

However, after saying that, Wang Chen suddenly smiled and showed a faint confident smile on his face, "now the sword idea is beginning to become, why are you afraid of the friars in the early days of building the foundation!"

At the same time, Wang Chen suddenly showed a nihilistic sword shadow around him, stirring the air around him! After saying that, Wang Chen put away the sword idea, and the virtual shadow of the sword idea behind him disappeared. But unknowingly, the strange breath of sword intention branded a trace on Wang Chen! I can't get rid of it!

Wang Chen went on and found two huts in front of him.

The hut is nothing else. What's strange is that there is an old man fishing by the river. The old man is an ordinary mortal. Wang Chen saw it at a glance.

However, the old man's breath surprised Wang Chen, because it was very similar to his own breath, and it was also a kind of detached breath. But there is an obvious difference between the old man's detachment and Wang Chen's detachment. As for the difference, Wang Chen doesn't know.

Wang Chen walks to the old man and Pang Ruo sits down without anyone. The old man opened Wang Chen's eyes, slightly surprised and said, "little friend, it's a coincidence. Wait a moment. There's fish soup to drink at noon!"

The old man didn't ask Wang Chen where he came from. He had known Wang Chen for a long time. Wang Chen talked with the old man and felt unspeakable comfort in body and mind. He smiled and nodded, and sat quietly next to him.

The old man's fishing level is very good. In a moment, several fish took the bait.

After about a quarter of an hour, the noise came from a distance. It didn't appear at first, and then ran to the hut. Wang Chen was surprised. The old man didn't speak, but shook his head lightly.

Silk and satin, gold inlaid canopy and mighty bodyguard all show the extraordinary identity of the group.

Near the front, a 60 year old man came out, bowed to the old man and said, "Lord Zhuang, you are polite!"

The old man put away his fishing rod and bowed and said, "I'm a country savage. Please forgive me for my neglect! Who are you? What's the matter here?"

Although the old man in Huafu has an extraordinary status, he is also very polite to Duke Zhuang. "What does Duke Zhuang say? Now the world is peaceful, and the king of Liang is the king of virtue. He sincerely invites Duke Zhuang to go out of office, ask for orders for all the people, and open the peace of the world!"

Zhuang Gong shook his head. The old man then said, "Zhuang Gong doesn't know. The emperor wanted to come in person. Because he was ill, he ordered me to put down the holy canopy to invite you to become an official!"

Zhuang Gong didn't speak, but sat down again and threw out the fishing rod. The old man in Washington stood behind him without saying a word. After a long time, Duke Zhuang said, "I heard that there was a divine turtle in the state of Liang. It was 3000 years old when it was killed. The king of Liang treasured it in a bamboo box covered with brocade and enshrined it on the temple. Doctor, would this turtle prefer to stay bone after death, or would he prefer to sneak in the mud and drag his tail when he was alive?"

The old man in Washington was stunned when he heard the speech and said, "naturally, I'd like to sneak and drag my tail in the mud!" Zhuang Zhou smiled and said, "thank you for your kindness. I'd like to sneak and drag my tail in the water, too. Please go back!"

The old man in Washington had a dark look in his eyes, but after thinking for a while, he still said: "Duke Zhuang Daxian, it's thought-provoking to talk a few words! But life is short and fleeting in the blink of an eye. There is no turtle to waste that 3000 years of life. If you don't do something great, you won't regret your life!"

"What's more, after a hundred years, the turtle sneaking in the mud doesn't know what people have in their belly, and the turtle enshrined in the temple is still read by the Chinese people. How can we evaluate the gain and loss between advance and retreat?"

The old man in Washington is leisurely and honest. Even Wang Chen thinks it is very reasonable. But Duke Zhuang smiled and said, "the doctor is really eloquent! But you're not the tortoise. How do you know its choice? Maybe if you can swim in the mud for a moment, you'll die without regret!"

"Die without regret!"

Listening to this sentence, Wang Chen was shocked and full of admiration for the old man. He recalled that he was not so in the process of cultivating immortals!

Kill the friar as a worldly warrior, move forward bravely in the tide of animals, and finally get the dragon egg. Even if you don't dare to fight with the friar in the foundation period and get rid of your fear, can you understand the meaning of the sword!

Thinking of this, my heart suddenly feels much better. The way of detachment must be full of hardships. If there is no determination to die without regret, What immortal will be built and what Avenue will be detached!

After hearing this, the old man in Washington looked embarrassed. After a long time, he waved his sleeve and said, "since Lord Zhuang wants to be the idle cloud and wild crane, I'm not forced. I'll report to King Liang truthfully after returning to the palace!"

Then they turned and left.

Wang Chen stayed in Zhuang Gong's hut for three days. During the day, he watched Zhuang Gong fishing, talked about everything in heaven and earth, and occasionally drank a few bowls of delicious fish soup.

Duke Zhuang is not an immortal, but Wang Chen admires Duke Zhuang's mind and opinion.

"There is a fish in the northern underworld, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know if it's thousands of miles away. It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back doesn't know if it's thousands of miles away. It flies in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky. When the water hits three thousand miles, it will climb up to ninety thousand miles. It will eliminate the clouds, bear the blue sky, and then turn to the south."

Wang Chen can imagine such a scene: the sea hundreds of millions of miles is choppy and boundless, and a fish thousands of miles long is tossing in the sea. With a brush, the fish jumped out of the sea and had wings on its back. Two huge wings thousands of miles long fluttered and set off boundless waves!

The waves suddenly spread three thousand miles away. Kunpeng took the opportunity to fly ninety thousand miles high. White clouds and blue sky are under it!

Langlang's voice of the book sang a different flavor of freedom from Duke Zhuang's mouth. Wang Chen was relaxed and happy. This legend about Kunpeng is not necessarily false. It is said that there was such a strange creature in ancient times. Both fish and birds, you can imagine thousands of miles of wings. Under that fan, any primordial friars will turn into ashes.

Perhaps only fairyland immortals can compare with it!

Wang Chen followed Zhuang's bus for three days and decided to return to the sect.

On the other side, a big event happened at Qingyun gate.

Qingyun hall.

Qingyun gate has been a serious and solemn place for thousands of years, but most of the high-level combat forces of Qingyun gate have gathered on this day. One Yuanying Friar and eight Jindan friars.

On the contrary, the leader of Qingyun sect in the foundation period and a young man in the Qi training period have the lowest accomplishments.

"Feng Wuji, do you know the crime? You can accept the death sentence of killing more than a dozen Qingyun disciples in a month!" the headmaster of the foundation period stood opposite Feng Wuji and said in a loud voice. Although the tone was severe, the look was a little afraid. The young man was not easy to meet. Among the more than a dozen people who died, there was also a friar in the early days of foundation construction.

It's appalling to kill the friars in the foundation period with the realm of Qi training period!

As soon as the leader of Qingyun sect spoke, sword shadows poured out of the young man. The clanking sound of the sword seemed to appear from all directions, and the young man burst out a sharp sword idea. During the foundation building period, the leader even trembled with his legs under the sword, and some of them couldn't stand stably.

"Some petty people have an evil intention. If they kill them, they will kill them. What can you do for me?"

Arrogant and overbearing! This is boundless sharpness. As soon as this word came out, a middle-aged monk who was originally in the innermost part also opened his eyes. The eight golden elixirs looked at the young man and felt their eyes hurt, as if a sword was about to cut!

"Presumptuous!", a golden elixir friar finally couldn't bear it, and his whole body was released. This man's cultivation is the peak in the golden elixir period, but the sword intention of the youth was completely suppressed!

At the moment, the leader of the foundation period just squatted on the ground, his face pale.

A battle seems inevitable.

"All right!"

A very ordinary sound came into the ears of all the people in Qingyun hall, and everyone was disturbed. After this, the peak friars in the golden elixir period were shocked by a greater threat, not words!

The only one who can speak and is full of fighting spirit is the young man in Qi training period.

"You're great. Fight with me!"

The young man's eyes were shining, and the magic instrument on his back rushed out with a chirp, and the sword Qi of more than one meter was stirred up.

Boom, crackle!

There was a sound of fighting in the Qingyun hall. But the sound comes and goes quickly! After the battle, the ancestor of Qingyun sect gave an order to reward Feng Wuji as the elder of Qingyun sect.

The elders of the three major sects of the state of Liang are all held by Jindan friars or elitists with extraordinary skills. A Qi training friar even served as the elder of Qingyun gate. For a time, the name of fengwuji resounded through the state of Liang, and even spread to other countries!