Chapter 313: Is willing to play 1 sword to kill a thousand calamities, relentlessly changed to love days!

In Donglaizhou, it has been more than a hundred years since Zhang Yan split into Qinghe Mountain.
At that time, after Zhang Yan passed the law in Lehou, he trained his soldiers and attacked the demon everywhere. In the following year, he regained the county, and he became king in the dynasty.
However, at this time, a demon gathered in the Department outside the continent, leading the crowd to resist Wang Shi, and for a moment, he was actually a loss to the soldiers and suffered several defeats.
In order to gather people's hearts, Le Wang had Lin Xiangguo's words, and he took up the power of half the kingdom to build temples and temples in the Qinghe Mountains, and built a high platform.
Le Wang was in his thirtieth year, and Yu Jia procured twenty-two times. He was a horse in his life. At the age of fifty, he died of a heart attack.
After his son died, his eldest son was on the throne because of his premature death. At this time, the Le Chao Dynasty was based on the four counties in the world and half of Donglai. It was only decades of battle. The people were tired and the population was dying. Powerless to expand territory.
So he received advice from the wise men, stopped the soldiers, and rested for 20 years.
At this time, the Yue Dynasty had millions of households, 100,000 fine soldiers, consciously filled the treasury, and the armor was sharp, so they started to conquer, destroying six demons in World War I, beheading them and dedicating them to the Qinghe Mountain.
After that, every generation of King Yue will go to the Qinghe Mountains to worship, and pray for good weather, and Guotai Minan. Whenever there is a battle, he will first perform a military formation under the mountain to show that he must remove the demon heart.
The mountain behind Qinghe Mountain is different from the imperial road built in front of the mountain. It is rugged and extremely difficult.
At this time, there were two ancestors, one grandson and two descending along the steep slope.
The old man was over a hundred years old, but he was still mentally weak, with strong feet. When he reached a rock, he held his hand and said, "Mao. You need to remember, wherever I live in the family and grandchildren, I will have to worship in this mountain later." Grace. No matter young or old, you must not follow the path before the mountain. Only in this way can you show your sincerity. "
His little grandson was only five or six years old, and nodded, seemingly.
Qinghe Mountain entered the clouds so high that it took the old man Yu for two days to reach the top of the mountain.
At this point, the narrow mountain road is extinct, there is only a wide and large jade step, and there are rows of stone monuments on both sides, which are all famous books.
Yue Dynasty has a national law. All disciples of the clan must go to the mountains to worship the deity master, otherwise they will not enter the genealogical tree, and write their names here.
When you get closer, you can see that there are more than ten extremely guards walking around.
Because there are people who come here to worship the teacher every year, in order to avoid disturbing the Dexian teacher's cleanup, the court put this team to death.
The guard's chief noticed that someone was coming from below, picked up Chang Ge, and sighed. Road: "Stop coming! This is the place where the Shangde immortals practice. If there is no blessing, go back quickly."
The old man with the surname Yu didn't panic. Stepped forward and arched hand in hand: "General Lin, you are polite."
The chief of the security guard saw him. He was busy and let go of Chang Ge in his hand, a respectful gift, saying: "It was Yu Lao." He looked at the child again and said, "Is this Yu Lao Sun?"
The old man with the surname Yu said: "Exactly, this time, while the old man is still strong, take him up to meet Eun Kung."
The guard chief gave way. Road: "The end will be on duty and can't accompany. Yu Lao, please go slowly."
He knew, though, that all the people in the world were blessed by Xianshi. However, there is only one person who can speak to the public, and that is the person at home.
It is rumored that his ancestors had made good relations with Xianshi, and the post-mother and son were escorted to Dele County by the Xianshi himself.
The longevity of this family, both men and women, seems to prove this statement more.
The reigning King of Music had awarded his clan several times, and there were those who were called as officials, but Yushi never should.
The old man surnamed Yu thanked the leader of the guard and climbed to the mountain with his grandson.
Except for the royal relatives, the descendants of this family can come here.
He pointed to a mountain not far from the clouds, and said, "Maoer, look, that's the place where Emperor Gong practices."
The child widened his eyes and looked curiously.
The old man surnamed Yu stroked his beard again, and said, "More than a hundred years ago, your Gaozu came here as a newborn child. If he was not escorted, he would have abandoned the dead body and fed the demon."
"My ancestors will keep the temple for the Emperor Gong for the sake of grace."
"You need to remember that no matter how the world changes in the future, you must not let the ordinary people disturb the immortal."
The child held his face up and said, "Aye, grandchildren guard the cave for Eun-gung and will not let the demon go up the mountain."
The old man surnamed Yu suddenly felt open, laughed, and said three good words.
He set a candle in front of the mountain and worshiped far away.
Three days later, the candle embers disappeared, and the water and food beside him were exhausted.
Just before I left, the old man with the surname looked at Dongfu and sighed: "When the great-grandmother passed away, I still remember it. I want to thank the younger generation, thank you for your fairness, and scratch my head. I'm afraid I'm hopeless in this life. Can only be entrusted to Maoer. "
He took the child's hand and sang the ballad with an old voice, and walked down the mountain on the next step of Xi Zhaozhi.
Spring and winter come, I do not know how many times the cold and summer, but it is almost a hundred years past.
The old man had died long ago, but the old children now have pale hair and are dying, like their ancestors, and they are here to worship with their younger generation, and they are looking forward to seeing Gong.
However, this generation of music king, after the ancestors of the ancestors, fought fiercely, and finally went to the demon to go to the sea, has already returned to the eight counties in the world, and later received an island overseas, and set it as nine counties.
On the day of his success, he believed that his achievements had been covered, and he came to Qinghe Mountain to offer prisoners and sacrifice. He only wanted to see Xianyan.
Outside Donglaizhou, a shuttle car was suspended in the air. This is the place where Zhang Yanzhen lives. Because there is a breath of thought in his body, he has polished his practice on this day and night. place.
And his mind has been sinking into the residual jade for nearly two hundred years. If the years of wear and tear are taken into account, it has gone through 16,000 years.
The difficulty of this method is far beyond what he had previously thought.
As of today, he knows that he had inadvertently embarked on the right path by trying to figure out the essay.
To achieve this method, if you do not know the magic of the heavens and the earth beforehand, even if there is any further insight, it is useless. When you reach the gate, you cannot enter, you can only sigh with regret. Even if I look back and repair it, it's hard to understand, years in vain.
This must be understood first, and the origin of the cause is known, so that once you find your own way, you can attract the heavens and the earth.
Among the residual jade, Zhang Yan was sitting on the ground, surrounded by unknown eclipses, densely packed and countless, but as he calmed down, he gradually gathered and finally turned into two words.
The concept of these two words is simple and sparse, but a few strokes, but it also contains infinite real meaning, but it looks like a broken mirror and tile, it seems to be the same, but it is intermittent and difficult to connect. Can finally be one.
He focused on his calculations, calculated with his heart, and did not know how long the past had passed. There was a flash of light in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his finger, trying to click, but at this moment, it was an action, as if this stroke was as heavy as it was.
With this guidance, there is no way back.
In the future, even if he can really prove his ascension, he will certainly be bound up with thousands of robberies. A little negligence is the death of his body, his spirits are scattered, and there is no possibility of a return.
However, at this time, they heard Qinghong Jianwan beeping gently, lingering in his heart, long time left.
Zhang Yan smiled and said, "Okay, with your company, what fear do I have, but killing the calamity and getting rid of it?"
He turned his eyes on the eclipse, and said: "May this method be born, and all those who have fate in the world can enter this way!"
I turned around and resolutely clicked!
Only this moment, a mysterious induction came to mind.
Seeing nothing, knowing nothing.
Unknown. Realize without understanding.
At this moment, all the innocent people in the world are feeling, and they don't even look at the East.
Zhang Yan withdrew from the broken jade, slowly got up, stood with his hands up, looking at the sky. After a long time, he smiled slightly, and said in his mouth, "If you don't fall into the chariot, you will be sent to the world together. Willing to kill with a sword. Magnificent, ruthless for love! "
Following this phrase, I immediately went into full restraint and stepped out!
boom!
Shaking!
Suddenly, a deep, indifferent, Xiao Xuan's mysterious air emerged through the body, rising up the sky, and soaring all the way, it was a violent crash into the cloud, and rushed into the ninth heaven!
This qi qi vault, its appearance is dim, its shape is imaginary, the clouds are dim, the horizon is infinite, the Yuan Yuan is difficult to speak, the lingering is beyond manifestation, overflowing and unpredictable. , Stuffed between heaven and earth.
Under this collision, Donglaizhou's forbidden array also shattered, and the whole fairy mountain was shocked from the small realm and smashed into the present world!
At this moment, a thing fell like a meteor straight into the dust.
Under the impact of this qi, the cloud of clouds that has enveloped the world for thousands of years is slowly spreading out, and the stars are no longer covered, and they shed light from the sky, shining in the dust, and sharing the world.
This Dharma appeared one after the other and stood in the air.
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This gas surged up, and the western Shenzhou, far beyond the extreme west, first carried its strength, and the ground trembled, and a moment of inspiration sprang up like a spring, and it went straight up to empty.
The western depression and the western continent are the same. After the three spirits went up to the sky, they merged into a stream and hurried to the east.
More than that, Zhongzhuzhou, Donghuazhou, Beimingzhou, Nanyazhou, and Dongshengzhou that fell overseas, at this moment, the ground is surging and the brain is leaking. maritime.
The continent of the world, wherever the earth roots, has the inspiration, and finally converges like a tide, the mighty, crosses the ocean and crosses the sea, and gathers together in Donglai.
The Yuxiao School, on the cliff of the clear jade, stood up with a clear youth, staring at the east, and sighing with surprise, "The sky is in its power and Jiuzhou is feeding its breath. This is clearly a sign of achievement to the law. Whose house is it? "
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... (to be continued)
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