Chapter 387

In the 39th year of Yuanhua in the great Xia Dynasty, Japan surrendered. He had been here for three years. Sitting on the tree of Fusang, he looked down at the golden lines on the palm of his hand, which were the appearance of two worlds. The outer part of the golden lines was dark red, extending from one palm to the heart. He could feel his vitality and spirit getting dimmer day by day, Only with the help of the great vitality of Fusang tree, I temporarily hanged my life for myself.

Ling Yun sighed a sigh, "so hate?"

Others have the ability to take advantage of fortune. If they have no ability, they will become ordinary friars, relying on time to build strength. It's good to be with him. If you have the ability to take disaster, you have to take it if you don't have the ability. If you take it, you have to be an ordinary friar. It's better to turn back a little by time.

"My father doesn't take such a pit for my son. He can't polish his physique. You'd better go to kendo. Once you've broken it up for me, come again, come again. It's no more than three things, Dad," Ling Yun murmured. "Trapped in this world, guarding Fusang tree to kill cause and effect is your way back for me?"

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With a high climb in exchange for Zhenbei city and Kyushu world's brief peace, such a thing looks very uneconomic. Many monks in Kyushu can't understand why this sword God, who has gone so far in kendo, would give up his cultivation and be willing to die in exchange for isolating the two worlds. Although this realm has been a long time, it will gradually become a part of the Kyushu world, thus completely isolating the Kyushu world from the wild world. Is it time?

Only those who are really worried about the war between the barbaric world and the Kyushu world, a very small number of them, will understand how precious the 30-year truce is.

Xie Junhao stands on the dragon head of the sea and throws a long sword to fix a Kyushu sword that mocks Gao Pan at the seaside.

He took a look at his elder martial brother Mei QingHan. Mei QingHan held a long sword and looked indifferent. "Nothing's wrong for the moment."

"Very good!"

Xie Junhao stamped his feet lightly, and the Dragon leaped at his feet. He stepped on the dragon and went to the ethereal state.

Gao Pan asked, "who was he thinking about at first? Isn't it really Ling Yun? "

"Yes, sir." Mei QingHan said, "he can die, and so can his husband. If he kills one person and lives a million people, even his close relatives, he will do it."

"On the way he chose..."

"Walk alone on the Boulevard." Gao Pan remembered that he had met a scholar who was taken with him by Bu Zhi. Ling Yun and Chen Diao temple's elder martial brother were alone on the way he chose.

"I really don't understand. With his ability and ghost Valley's ability, even if Lingyun doesn't need to practice, study or do anything, he can live a stable life, instead of suffering all the time in Lingyun's life." Gao Pan said in a low voice that he had decided not to ask these questions before. He just died first and lived later. It's rare to see some vague things and have feelings that he had never had before.

Mei QingHan simply sat down and threw a pot of wine to Gao Pan, "the good wine of the bamboo sea."

"So this is another choice. In our life, there are countless choices. At the crossroads and where to go, it's all decided by ourselves. Maybe for Ling Yun, he has many choices, but the younger martial brother pushes him behind, so he has to choose less. But in the rest of the choices, at least one is the younger martial brother's will, There's one meaning of that one. The rest is Ling Yun's own heart. In fact, his own choice is the most likely one. Smart people are never willing to abide by other people's arrangement, even close relatives, "Mei QingHan said." in Ling Yun's present situation, there is a game between the younger martial brother and the elder disciple of Xunsheng, which is not the winner, It's just delaying a certain game a little bit, but in fact, the younger martial brother won a small move. "

"When I saw Ling Yun, I realized the biggest difference between him and Chen Diao temple. One was in the sky, the other was on the ground, the other was unrestrained, and the other was constrained everywhere. I felt that Ling Yun, a young man, was really unhappy and didn't treat him very much. In my life, any shackles could be broken with one sword, even now, if I wanted to, Naturally, I can disperse the boundary array; After looking at his time and space picture, I feel that people can live so hard. In fact, many people in the world are just like him, but some people's hope is within reach, and he can only look at each other from afar. If he lives all the time and goes to the end, what will you do? "

"You should ask, how does he treat it?" Mei QingHan sighed, "it's a pity that I can't fight with you."

Gao Pan shriveled mouth, "you can pull it down, regardless of life and death, regardless of the outcome, hit a hammer."

"It doesn't matter to put the past years aside, but now..."

Mei QingHan thought for a while and said, "there are many people in Kyushu who make swords."

"I don't expect them. I'll see how their mountains and rivers are broken and one state is sinking," Gao Pan sneered. "I don't have a good impression of Kyushu. Don't mind."

Mei QingHan nodded slightly, just looking at people's hearts, how to look at people's hearts in the world, sages will inevitably be biased, not to mention them?

Gao Pan sat down and sipped his wine. He said with a smile, "that boy, it's hard to go his father's way."

"Maybe it's not a bad thing to go a few more." Mei QingHan said with a faint smile, what about plundering Qi? How can you break the meridians? It's his. No one can take it away.

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Two years ago, Ling Yun took people to Japan to take a back road. Nearly 30000 people died and were seriously injured. A big snake living around Fusang and the gods worshipped by Japanese people are very powerful. It is said that Ling Yun lived for thousands of years. Originally, he could hold one of them down, but it's not bad. A golden light from the sky hit his inspiration. His six territory Wufu's tenacious physique and true Qi, It's completely broken up, not to mention the sword spirit and intention that have been cultivated for many years.

In the end, the two beasts could only be dragged to death by the number of people. However, this was a disaster for the Xia River and lake. 70% of the great masters died in this battle. At least half of them, including the old man in black, died.

In the end, even if Japan had been forced to surrender, Daxia would not have the strength to attack Japan again. The two sides could only make peace temporarily and wait for the opportunity to fight to the death.

Ling Yun leans on the sacred tree of Fusang and stays here for two years. After searching for the origin of the golden light from a book he brought with him, he determines that this is the cause and effect backfire. Some of his guesses about the sacred tree of Fusang and his encounter are too easy. Are these ancient trees so easy for him to encounter?

To say that there is no arrangement of his extremely far-reaching father, Ling Yun would rather cut off his head than believe that there is no layout.

The legendary Fusang tree connects the three realms of heaven, man and the underworld. It can be said that it is the carrier of cause and effect among the three realms. Therefore, for Ling Yun, who is beside Fusang ancient tree, there is no danger except for the first moment.

The chain of the great road and the counter bite of the Great Road on him, together with the present counter bite of cause and effect, seem to be antagonistic to the three religions, but they are also like some kind of catalyst, accelerating the dissipation of each other. Of course, Ling Yun's life, yuan and Qi are also being exhausted, which is the main reason for his growing weakness.

But the great vitality of Fusang Shenshu is to continue his life for Lingyun, so he doesn't dare to leave here, so he can only live here.

The body is weak and can only be polished slowly. The rest of the time is to practice sword and study. Of course, you can also study array. The new way can also erase many disadvantages. This is also a good thing. Day by day, the fire essence roasts, and the runes entangled in the walking body are slowly uprooted. It is obviously excellent to use the fire essence of Fusang Shenshu as the life object of the fire of the five elements.

Ling Yun's fingers have a tiny golden three legged gold black, he sighed again, so many good things fall on his body, it is even more untrue, he is really afraid of another cause and effect backfire one day.

Living in Fusang Shenshu, Lingyun has a dream. Since ancient times, he was instructed by Jinwu. This man, named Tanggu, found Jinwu egg.

If you refine Jinwu egg, you can turn it into the fire entity of five elements and bring it into Qi Fu. The fire of five elements is unique in the world, but Ling Yun can't be a man who doesn't believe what he says. Old Jinwu taught him how to guide the fire essence of Fusang tree into Qi Fu, refine the flesh, condense the life, and return the peach to Li. There's no reason why he didn't take good care of this Jinwu egg.

Ling Yun felt that he was suffocating because he got too many blessings at once. This is not a treasure. If it's put out, it will make people all over the world envious. Fusang tree, Jinwu egg, even the Taoist Buddha will be envious.

Ling Yun yawns. It seems that he is going to stay here for a long time. At least before he tries to get out of the world, he must restore his former strength. Otherwise, in the wild world, he may not even die this time.

However, apart from relying on his own strength, the only way for the world to soar into the sky is to support the mulberry tree. In order to make up for his mistakes, Ling Yun wrote down the martial arts score of the God of war and put it in the charge of the old man in black to determine who he can practice for.

It will take a long time for Daxia to recuperate after World War I, but thanks to Xia Qinian and Zhang Fuzi, together with Lingyun's ruthless measures to eliminate those uneasy factors, Daxia can have the power of World War I in a short time to ensure its territorial integrity, and now there is no power in Japan to attack Daxia and kill their two gods of faith, Ling Yun secretly designed and supported many forces. Now the state of Daiwa is in a state of chaos, and there are wars all over the country.

Moreover, no matter whether Ling Yun has the strength to protect himself or not, as long as he is in the field of Fusang Shenshu, no one dares to touch him.

Ling Yun puts down his Analects of Confucius. He only wears a thin gown. The breeze blows on his face. He looks at the people not far away. The leader is the old man in black, followed by Lu Xian, followed by Hong Shiqi, Liu Sanyuan, Wei Xiaochen, Tang Yu, lie Changfeng, and behind him are two calm old men. One of them is wearing a lotus crown and a blue Taoist robe, Ling Yun squints. Tang Yu and lie Changfeng are not clear about their injuries. Wei Xiaochen is directly abandoned. Liu Sanyuan is a little better. He broke his left arm, but it doesn't affect his strength. He just can't do it for a short time.

Hong Shiqi and Lu Xian are the best two young people. Lu Xian looks relaxed. Hong Shiqi looks cold. The old man in black frowns tightly. Ling Yun smiles and says aloud, "those two are kuxuan, the leader of the demon sect, and Ju Xian, the immortal who was famous all over the world 30 years ago?"

"Hand over the God of war, or they will all die." Kuxuan said coldly.

Ling Yun took a look at the old man in black. When he came near, he found that there was poison hidden in his body, which was the fundamental reason why he was controlled by others. "If you want to come to me, how can you hurt my friend?"

"You are half useless now, and you are not qualified to negotiate with me." Kuxuan said scornfully.

Ling Yun shook his sleeves and said with a smile, "I never accept threats. You can kill them. Anyway, you still have no hope of rising. You can only die old. It's a pity to be a mortal all your life."

Kuxuan's withered palm crossed Wei Xiaochen's cheek, and Jie sneered, "are you sure?"

Ling Yun looked calm. "To scare you, I'm willing to be a running dog for the animals in Japan. I don't like it," Ling Yun said faintly. "But I want to know, even if you can fly, can you be sure that you can live well? I'm not very good at anything else. It's good to make friends. "

"I've tried it many times, but I don't know whether you can stand it or not."