Chapter 1122
: Sword Heart Is Bright
Tanlang asked: "Are you not willing to help uncle because you are afraid that I will become an orphan?"
The Canglang Demon Monarch kept silent, which was his tacit consent.
Tanlang asked again: "Just because you are my father, are you greedy for life and afraid of death?"
snort!
The wolf devil's face changed slightly, but he didn't refute.
"Then you should go."
Tanlang said: "If you don't want to help uncle, people won't recognize you as father."
"Rebel!"
The Canglang Demon Monarch looked enraged, and smoke shot up into the sky from his body, turning into a giant wolf as big as a mountain, looking down at the greedy wolf from top to bottom.
Tanlang was not afraid at all, raised his head very stubbornly, and looked at the Demon Lord Canglang without showing any fear, but said in his mouth: "If you don't want to help uncle, I will go by myself!"
call!
A starlight flickered, Tanlang flew up from the ground, already reaching an altitude of a thousand meters.
"Get out of here, old man!"
The Canglang Demon Monarch slapped it, and the immeasurable smoke of the wolf fell on the Tanlang, and the Tanlang fell to the ground, rolled several times in the yellow sand, and fainted on the ground.
In the void, the color of chaos is already very sparse.
The two monkeys and Taoist Hongyun and other monks still stayed in Liu Yi's sleeves, refusing to retreat.
As for Grand Master Xuandu, he said that he was ready to die in martyrdom, and he only wanted to die, life and death are not much different, why not just accompany Senior Liu to the underworld.
"There are only three things, Di Jun and I only fight three swords."
Liu Yi stepped forward, using the method of sound transmission to transmit the voice into his sleeves, and said: "This battle is a battle of swordsmanship between me and Dijun, and it has nothing to do with fellow Taoists. You don't have to stay with me here However... after three sword strikes, if I don't die, I will definitely turn around and retreat without any hesitation. My generation of swordsmen would rather not bend than bend, but I will not rush to death. I only have a sage's cultivation base, and I can't compare with Emperor Jun Daojun His strength, such three swords, are enough..."
At this moment, Di Jun had already appeared a thousand meters away.
Most of the color of chaos has dissipated in the land of thousands of miles of chaos created by the wolf demon.
If you don't retreat, you will definitely be imprisoned by the supernatural power of imprisonment, and you will not be able to open the universe channel to leave.
And the figures of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi in front of them were already faintly visible.
"The third sword!"
Di Jun raised the Zhizhan Zhizhan, pointed at Liu Yi, and said: "The previous two swords, even if it is a Taoist monarch or a Taoist, are hard to resist. I will go all out, and I will not hold back half of my hand. Senior Liu can withstand two swords. The sword, the face does not change, I admire it very much. But Senior Liu has run out of fuel, and I can clearly feel that the mana of Senior Liu has been completely consumed... It is better to leave the sword of the primordial, and you and I will stop here. Put the third sword aside for the time being, and save it for another battle in the future, and you and I will have a duel at that time, how about it?"
"The emperor is also a swordsman, why should he say these words?"
Liu Yi's eyes were extremely firm, and his expression became more and more resolute. He held the sword of Hongmeng, pointed at Di Jun, and said calmly: "The three-foot sword edge is hidden in the chest, and it is only five steps for the blood to splash! I still have a breath, how can I retreat?"
"it is good!"
Di Jun gave a big praise, and said again: "Senior Liu's words won my heart! This third sword, I will do my best and never hold back. If there is a slight mistake, Senior Liu will fall on the edge of my sword Under the circumstances, in the future, Venerable Xue Yu will come to me to find out the cause and effect, and I will not hesitate to die and lose my soul!"
Di Jun didn't want to use the third sword at first.
With his level of cultivation, he can naturally guess that after this sword is cast, Liu Yi will die forever.But once Liu Yi dies, Grand Master Xue Yu will definitely not let him, the Immemorial Heavenly Emperor, go.
If the Great Senior wants to take revenge, who can stop him?
Even if Patriarch Hongjun wanted to protect him, he might not be able to save Dijun's life.
Originally, Di Jun only came here to seize the sword of Hongmeng, and never really wanted to kill Liu Yi, and didn't want to hurt Liu Yi's life.
But at this moment, Di Jun changed his mind.
Just because he is also a sword cultivator, and Liu Yi is also a sword cultivator.
Sword cultivators must do their best to fight swords, this is the respect of sword cultivators for sword cultivators!
Donghuang Taiyi put away the chaotic clock in his left hand, hid the Zhongnan Mountain held in his right hand, hung his hands on the left and right, flew away far away, and no longer interfered in it.
Di Jun put away a book and a picture, only flattening the sword in his hand, and walked towards Liu Yi step by step.
"This sword, I will go all out!"
Things have come to this point, Di Jun didn't even use the word "zhen", and directly referred to himself as me.
In this battle, he only relied on his identity as a sword repairman to fight Liu Yi, not only did he ignore Liu Yi's identity, he even put aside his own identity as the Immemorial Emperor.If not, he wouldn't be a pure swordsman.
Practitioners who have reached the realm of sages have already chosen their own path.Once you set foot on this path, you can only go forward bravely and cannot turn back, unless...
Unless you don't want to step into the door of the avenue, you don't want to open up the sky, you don't want to establish a great teaching!
The farther you go, the harder it is to turn back!
Therefore, there is a saying in the mundane world that people who are not sages can do nothing wrong.
The sages have no mistakes, just because the sages will work hard to move forward, even if they make a heinous mistake, they will be obsessed with no regrets, and they will go all the way to the dark on the road.Just because in the eyes of the sages, every step he takes on the road of cultivating the Tao cannot be changed or lost, and it is all right.
Especially sword cultivators!
Sword repair is like a sword, rather than bend, die than repent!
……
A string of snow-white thunders moved rapidly in Liu Yi's body.
Liu Yi's injury caused by the second sword is rapidly recovering, and the countless broken meridians all over his body are rapidly recovering.
Wisps of mana are growing.
But in front of him, a sword art supernatural power that the ancient emperor went all out has already struck.
Emperor's Sword!
If the Devil Emperor Hengshan was here and saw this bunch of sword edges, he would definitely feel ashamed.
In Liu Yi's body, there are the dharma appearance of the deity, the dharma appearance of swordsmanship, and the dharma appearance of thunder manifested by the character thunder.
The Buddha image is located in the small world, sitting cross-legged under the immortal willow tree.
The kendo method is fused with the beam of sword energy on his body.
Only the thunderbolt is left, located in the middle dantian, controlling the source of all thunder.
In just a few breaths, Liu Yi's meridian injury has recovered to its original state, and the emperor in front of him has already walked step by step, standing at a distance of [-] meters.
"senior!"
Dijun called out, and the emperor's aura surged out, and he said softly: "Look at this sword!"
The light of the war to stop the war is a masterpiece.
On the left are mountains and rivers, and on the right are all living beings.
This sword looked extremely straight, Zhongping was upright and unbiased, and it was aimed at Liu Yi's chest.
At this critical moment, Liu Yi let go of the palm holding the Primordial Sword!
There was a ray of light rushing out from the lower abdomen, originating from the small world, and the ray of light sucked the Primordial Sword into the small world.
He actually abandoned the sword!
Emperor Jun's sword has reached Liu Yi's chest.
A look of extreme regret appeared in Di Jun's eyes.
"What a peerless sword cultivator, what a pity..."
Di Jun sighed in his heart: "It's a pity that it fell into my hands!"
In addition to regret, Di Jun was somewhat sad.
What he mourned was not Liu Yi, but himself. "This sword of mine killed not only this peerless swordsman, but also buried my great future, the splendid country, in this sword. After the great respect comes to the world, you must find me to solve the cause and effect , even if I get the Sword of Primordial Origin and become the leader, I will not be able to escape death and Taoism. The Sword of Primordial Origin is the peerless sword of His Majesty, and I will only be in charge of it for His Majesty temporarily. Once the Great Respect comes to the world, The Sword of Primordial Mist will definitely abandon me. But... I will not regret it! If I lose the original heart of sword cultivator, I will not be able to achieve the enlightenment of the sword heart. If the sword heart is not enlightened, how can I maintain the enlightenment of the Dao heart , how can you become the leader?"
Cultivating the Tao means cultivating the mind.
The same is true for sword repair.
Liu Yi understood this truth, how could Di Jun, the ancient emperor of heaven, not know?
[Author's digression]: ps: When writing about sages and sages without fault, I think of the various schools of thought, the countless amazingly talented sages and sages of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, and also think of Confucius killing Shao Zhengmao.
Confucius was acting chancellor in the state of Lu, and he killed Shaozhengmao on the seventh day after taking office.
Whether it is right or wrong, the sages of the past dynasties have commented, but Shaozheng Mao is indeed talented. Confucius and he are both celebrities who gave lectures. As soon as Shaozhengmao gave a lecture, he attracted all the disciples of Confucius. , three surpluses and three voids, only one Yan Hui guarded Confucius...
The Canglang Demon Monarch kept silent, which was his tacit consent.
Tanlang asked again: "Just because you are my father, are you greedy for life and afraid of death?"
snort!
The wolf devil's face changed slightly, but he didn't refute.
"Then you should go."
Tanlang said: "If you don't want to help uncle, people won't recognize you as father."
"Rebel!"
The Canglang Demon Monarch looked enraged, and smoke shot up into the sky from his body, turning into a giant wolf as big as a mountain, looking down at the greedy wolf from top to bottom.
Tanlang was not afraid at all, raised his head very stubbornly, and looked at the Demon Lord Canglang without showing any fear, but said in his mouth: "If you don't want to help uncle, I will go by myself!"
call!
A starlight flickered, Tanlang flew up from the ground, already reaching an altitude of a thousand meters.
"Get out of here, old man!"
The Canglang Demon Monarch slapped it, and the immeasurable smoke of the wolf fell on the Tanlang, and the Tanlang fell to the ground, rolled several times in the yellow sand, and fainted on the ground.
In the void, the color of chaos is already very sparse.
The two monkeys and Taoist Hongyun and other monks still stayed in Liu Yi's sleeves, refusing to retreat.
As for Grand Master Xuandu, he said that he was ready to die in martyrdom, and he only wanted to die, life and death are not much different, why not just accompany Senior Liu to the underworld.
"There are only three things, Di Jun and I only fight three swords."
Liu Yi stepped forward, using the method of sound transmission to transmit the voice into his sleeves, and said: "This battle is a battle of swordsmanship between me and Dijun, and it has nothing to do with fellow Taoists. You don't have to stay with me here However... after three sword strikes, if I don't die, I will definitely turn around and retreat without any hesitation. My generation of swordsmen would rather not bend than bend, but I will not rush to death. I only have a sage's cultivation base, and I can't compare with Emperor Jun Daojun His strength, such three swords, are enough..."
At this moment, Di Jun had already appeared a thousand meters away.
Most of the color of chaos has dissipated in the land of thousands of miles of chaos created by the wolf demon.
If you don't retreat, you will definitely be imprisoned by the supernatural power of imprisonment, and you will not be able to open the universe channel to leave.
And the figures of Dijun and Donghuang Taiyi in front of them were already faintly visible.
"The third sword!"
Di Jun raised the Zhizhan Zhizhan, pointed at Liu Yi, and said: "The previous two swords, even if it is a Taoist monarch or a Taoist, are hard to resist. I will go all out, and I will not hold back half of my hand. Senior Liu can withstand two swords. The sword, the face does not change, I admire it very much. But Senior Liu has run out of fuel, and I can clearly feel that the mana of Senior Liu has been completely consumed... It is better to leave the sword of the primordial, and you and I will stop here. Put the third sword aside for the time being, and save it for another battle in the future, and you and I will have a duel at that time, how about it?"
"The emperor is also a swordsman, why should he say these words?"
Liu Yi's eyes were extremely firm, and his expression became more and more resolute. He held the sword of Hongmeng, pointed at Di Jun, and said calmly: "The three-foot sword edge is hidden in the chest, and it is only five steps for the blood to splash! I still have a breath, how can I retreat?"
"it is good!"
Di Jun gave a big praise, and said again: "Senior Liu's words won my heart! This third sword, I will do my best and never hold back. If there is a slight mistake, Senior Liu will fall on the edge of my sword Under the circumstances, in the future, Venerable Xue Yu will come to me to find out the cause and effect, and I will not hesitate to die and lose my soul!"
Di Jun didn't want to use the third sword at first.
With his level of cultivation, he can naturally guess that after this sword is cast, Liu Yi will die forever.But once Liu Yi dies, Grand Master Xue Yu will definitely not let him, the Immemorial Heavenly Emperor, go.
If the Great Senior wants to take revenge, who can stop him?
Even if Patriarch Hongjun wanted to protect him, he might not be able to save Dijun's life.
Originally, Di Jun only came here to seize the sword of Hongmeng, and never really wanted to kill Liu Yi, and didn't want to hurt Liu Yi's life.
But at this moment, Di Jun changed his mind.
Just because he is also a sword cultivator, and Liu Yi is also a sword cultivator.
Sword cultivators must do their best to fight swords, this is the respect of sword cultivators for sword cultivators!
Donghuang Taiyi put away the chaotic clock in his left hand, hid the Zhongnan Mountain held in his right hand, hung his hands on the left and right, flew away far away, and no longer interfered in it.
Di Jun put away a book and a picture, only flattening the sword in his hand, and walked towards Liu Yi step by step.
"This sword, I will go all out!"
Things have come to this point, Di Jun didn't even use the word "zhen", and directly referred to himself as me.
In this battle, he only relied on his identity as a sword repairman to fight Liu Yi, not only did he ignore Liu Yi's identity, he even put aside his own identity as the Immemorial Emperor.If not, he wouldn't be a pure swordsman.
Practitioners who have reached the realm of sages have already chosen their own path.Once you set foot on this path, you can only go forward bravely and cannot turn back, unless...
Unless you don't want to step into the door of the avenue, you don't want to open up the sky, you don't want to establish a great teaching!
The farther you go, the harder it is to turn back!
Therefore, there is a saying in the mundane world that people who are not sages can do nothing wrong.
The sages have no mistakes, just because the sages will work hard to move forward, even if they make a heinous mistake, they will be obsessed with no regrets, and they will go all the way to the dark on the road.Just because in the eyes of the sages, every step he takes on the road of cultivating the Tao cannot be changed or lost, and it is all right.
Especially sword cultivators!
Sword repair is like a sword, rather than bend, die than repent!
……
A string of snow-white thunders moved rapidly in Liu Yi's body.
Liu Yi's injury caused by the second sword is rapidly recovering, and the countless broken meridians all over his body are rapidly recovering.
Wisps of mana are growing.
But in front of him, a sword art supernatural power that the ancient emperor went all out has already struck.
Emperor's Sword!
If the Devil Emperor Hengshan was here and saw this bunch of sword edges, he would definitely feel ashamed.
In Liu Yi's body, there are the dharma appearance of the deity, the dharma appearance of swordsmanship, and the dharma appearance of thunder manifested by the character thunder.
The Buddha image is located in the small world, sitting cross-legged under the immortal willow tree.
The kendo method is fused with the beam of sword energy on his body.
Only the thunderbolt is left, located in the middle dantian, controlling the source of all thunder.
In just a few breaths, Liu Yi's meridian injury has recovered to its original state, and the emperor in front of him has already walked step by step, standing at a distance of [-] meters.
"senior!"
Dijun called out, and the emperor's aura surged out, and he said softly: "Look at this sword!"
The light of the war to stop the war is a masterpiece.
On the left are mountains and rivers, and on the right are all living beings.
This sword looked extremely straight, Zhongping was upright and unbiased, and it was aimed at Liu Yi's chest.
At this critical moment, Liu Yi let go of the palm holding the Primordial Sword!
There was a ray of light rushing out from the lower abdomen, originating from the small world, and the ray of light sucked the Primordial Sword into the small world.
He actually abandoned the sword!
Emperor Jun's sword has reached Liu Yi's chest.
A look of extreme regret appeared in Di Jun's eyes.
"What a peerless sword cultivator, what a pity..."
Di Jun sighed in his heart: "It's a pity that it fell into my hands!"
In addition to regret, Di Jun was somewhat sad.
What he mourned was not Liu Yi, but himself. "This sword of mine killed not only this peerless swordsman, but also buried my great future, the splendid country, in this sword. After the great respect comes to the world, you must find me to solve the cause and effect , even if I get the Sword of Primordial Origin and become the leader, I will not be able to escape death and Taoism. The Sword of Primordial Origin is the peerless sword of His Majesty, and I will only be in charge of it for His Majesty temporarily. Once the Great Respect comes to the world, The Sword of Primordial Mist will definitely abandon me. But... I will not regret it! If I lose the original heart of sword cultivator, I will not be able to achieve the enlightenment of the sword heart. If the sword heart is not enlightened, how can I maintain the enlightenment of the Dao heart , how can you become the leader?"
Cultivating the Tao means cultivating the mind.
The same is true for sword repair.
Liu Yi understood this truth, how could Di Jun, the ancient emperor of heaven, not know?
[Author's digression]: ps: When writing about sages and sages without fault, I think of the various schools of thought, the countless amazingly talented sages and sages of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods, and also think of Confucius killing Shao Zhengmao.
Confucius was acting chancellor in the state of Lu, and he killed Shaozhengmao on the seventh day after taking office.
Whether it is right or wrong, the sages of the past dynasties have commented, but Shaozheng Mao is indeed talented. Confucius and he are both celebrities who gave lectures. As soon as Shaozhengmao gave a lecture, he attracted all the disciples of Confucius. , three surpluses and three voids, only one Yan Hui guarded Confucius...