Chapter 443: Three Corpses

It is the same at the end of the practice, and there is nothing wrong with this sentence.
Otherwise, why are the first states of Taoism, Confucianism and Buddhism not the same, but when they arrive later, they gradually become consistent?
Why even if the three religions have saints, swordsmen have swordsmen, and demon cultivators have great monsters, why are they called Canghai in the end?
That is to say, everything is the same.
No matter what kind of practice it is, it is essentially to develop one's own potential and make oneself stronger than yesterday's self.
But no matter what, Li Fuyao seemed a little lost when he could see Taoist magic in a Confucian monk, and it was still an old one.
Li Fuyao is not an erudite person like Chanzi. He doesn't know much, but he definitely doesn't know very little.
Before leaving Jianshan that year, the ancestor Xu Ji told him a lot, but the matter was not in detail, so naturally he could not say too much. When it comes to Taoism, except for the things that Chao Qingqiu was in Shenxie Mountain back then. In addition, about Dao Sect, I talked about the Dao Sect real person. It was said that it was the Dao Sect real person who climbed the stairs. He was very talented. From the beginning of his practice, he has been far better than the disciples of the same generation. But after two hundred years, he went to Deng Lou. For a hundred years, you can't go half a step forward.
Never see the opportunity to break through.
After staying in the stairs for many years, this Dao Sect master digs out the ancient books and finds the method of cutting the three corpses above. One is divided into three, and they practice separately. After the last three have become the stairs, they must use the three in one. Achieve the realm of the sea.
This was the most sensational thing in the Taoist school that year.
If it is successful, I am afraid that countless monks will follow suit after that. It may not be a few hundred years before there will be many more saints in the Taoist school.
So much attention.
It was a pity that it failed in the end. All three of them became the climbers. When they merged into one, something went wrong, and they died.
So that method of beheading the three corpses, no one has practiced since then, because there are too many hidden dangers.
There is still that method in the Dengtian Building of Shenxie Mountain.
The method of slashing the three corpses in front of him is different from that of the Taoist technique, but they are equally powerful.
The three Li Yan glanced back at each other, and then one slammed into one's body, and the other slammed into the body again. After the three changed into one, their aura changed completely.
When he held the bronze knife again, the whole person was like a of murder, and had nothing to do with the scholar.
Murderous.
He looked at Li Fuyao and said indifferently: "Please."
Li Fuyao held Qingsi tightly, expressionless.
It's just that the grass gradually green in the sword box behind him and the two swords of Jian Nineteen have swept out of the box.
Passed by in the night.
Li Yan looked back at the sword light in the night and said, "You are not an ordinary swordsman."
Li Fuyao didn't speak, he already handed out a sword.
The cyan sword light was born in the night, and Li Fuyao had already bullied himself up.
The sky full of sword aura is like wind and snow, coming with momentum.
Killing in the night of spring, will it feel a little different.
No one can tell.
Li Yan returned his sword to his chest. When the swords intersected, sparks shot.
Li Fuyao raised his sword, bringing countless sword energy.
Like a nine-day galaxy, it poured into Li Yan's chest.
With a stunned sound, the sword aura hit Li Yan's chest as if it were real.
Li Yan returned unmoved, the bronze sword swung out, like a dragon roaring.
The dragon's head is ferocious, with a big mouth open, saying that it is a giant dragon, rather than a giant python, choosing someone to eat.
Sword Nineteen came from a distance, and a sword pierced the dragon head.
As for Cao Qingqing, after Li Yan turned around, he pierced out with a sword and nailed it back into Li Yan's back waist, but after a while, the sword body was bent into a strange arc.
Li Fuyao made the grass gradually green and swept back.
Then two swords hovered beside him.
Li Fuyao stood in the distance and looked at Li Yanhui's gray robe.
Li Yan smiled back and said, "The artifacts are of okay quality."
Li Fuyao took a deep breath and handed out another sword forward.
The sword light illuminates the night.
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In the General's Mansion at Wanjiguan Pass, the lights are bright.
This general mansion has long been occupied by the so-called loose repairs.
After Li Yan left here to head to the city, there was only one monk left in this general mansion.
A monk of Taiqing realm who is not very advanced.
He was looking through a Confucian classic in the study where Xu Yan originally belonged.
When they first came to this general mansion, Xu Yan actually did nothing, and then gave up the general mansion. Of course, Xu Yan is now dead.
It stands to reason that in this general's mansion, it is impossible for anyone to disturb him.
Only now, there was a sound in the courtyard.
Not footsteps.
It's the sound of horseshoes.
Wanji Pass is close to the border, although it is not the few passes closest to the border, but it is not far away.
It was normal to hear the sound of horseshoes, but it was still a bit surprised to hear it in the general's house.
Besides, it is still so quiet now.
The Brother Qingsi put down his book, thinking about seeing the scene outside the door.
But no one thought that soon the door of the study was pushed open.
The last picture the monk saw before his death was a fiery red horse with an euphorbia.
The armored general sitting high on horseback killed him with just a halberd.
The sound of horseshoes gradually rose.
The armored general rode his horse to Wanjieguan Army Camp.
Soon the drums of war sounded.
The soldiers in the barracks got up one after another and ended up under the command of their respective captains.
Many soldiers were at a loss. They didn't know why they were called out from the bed in the middle of the night. Could it be that the enemy knocked them off?
But Wanjiguan is neither a border nor a battleground for military strategists.
how so?
Moreover, depending on the strength of the Yanling Dynasty, it is not a good thing for them to conquer other countries on weekdays. How could other countries conquer them?
So for a while, no one knew what happened.
Several lieutenants looked at each other.
The soldiers who had beaten the drums were so frightened that they beat the drums in the army, which was a serious crime.
The military law of Yanling controls this very strictly.
"Who asked you to beat the drum?!"
Helpful will look at the soldier.
There are also several generals who have been standing on the campus for a week with solemn expressions.
The atmosphere here is very serious.
After a while, there was a sound of horseshoes on the school field.
A big red horse came out from somewhere.
As soon as it appeared, it attracted everyone's attention.
Among the army, who would not want to own such a BMW?
Everyone's eyes are hot.
When people's eyes shifted, they saw the man sitting high on horseback.
Single holding a halberd.
He held a tiger charm in his other hand, expressionless.
In the military, tiger charms are more useful than imperial edicts.
"I am the new general of the Heron Army Mansion, Wen Bailou!"