Chapter 593: Peach Wood Sword

Zhang Jun was stunned, a little bit understandable. Please remember the URL of this site:. Knowing that this senior's morality is so good, he said, "Senior, I have encountered a strange matter today, and I ask senior for advice."
So, he said about entering the illusion, but did not mention Mao Xianjun.
When the Great Bodhisattva heard it, his expression suddenly became serious. He dropped the chess piece, as if remembering something. It took a long time to say: "That's it, Maoshan is the altar of the Shangqing sect, and you have entered Shangqingshan."
"Is Shangqing Mountain really an illusion?" Zhang Jun asked.
The Great Bodhisattva glanced at him and asked, "Is the chess game in front of me true or illusion?"
Xie Tianwang interrupted, "Of course it is true."
Zhang Jun was silent, and this question made him unable to answer. Is it true? Or is it false? He has a Buddha eye, and occasionally, he can see the weird side of this world, which is also true and illusion.
What is this world like? The Shangqing Mountain he once entered is real or illusory?
The Great Bodhisattva sighed and said, "Just like you, I can't answer this question. However, I know that there is indeed Shangqingshan in this world, which is a spiritual realm that has been passed down for thousands of years."
Everyone is surprised, the spiritual realm that has been passed down for thousands of years? Such an inheritance is really terrifying, and the foundation must be astonishing!
The greedy monk has been silent, and suddenly recites the scripture: "The Bodhisattva of Comprehension and Freedom, who walks deep prajna paramita for a long time, sees all the five aggregates of emptiness and saves all misery. The relic, the color is not different from the emptiness, and the emptiness is not different. Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form. To receive thought and practice consciousness is the same. The relic is the emptiness of all dharmas, which is neither born nor perished, nor dirty or clean..."
When everyone heard him chanting sutras, their hearts were all touched, and Zhang Jun quickly entered concentration. The scriptures are clear and low, and everyone deduces their own way in their hearts.
He didn't know anyone who woke up, when he woke up, it was the moment when the morning sun rose the next day, everyone had left, and he was sitting in the temple alone.
At this time, Nangong Zi came, and Baoxiang was solemn, but he broke through again and entered the ninth level of Zhenli. Zhang Jun was happy in his heart, and Bai Yujing was also the 9th layer of Zhenli, and the presence of these two made him a lot of confidence.
"Congratulations," he said.
Nangong Zi smiled faintly: "I took a pill yesterday, otherwise I will have to wait a while."
Zhang Jun was grateful, he knew that this was Nangong Zi wanted to help him, otherwise he would not improve at this moment.
Nangong Zi sat down on the opposite side, and suddenly said something that surprised Zhang Jun: "You should do double cultivation with Xiaolong Girl. Her half-step magical powers are very powerful, and her body becomes holy, which will help you greatly."
Zhang Jun's face blushed and said, "Nangong, what are you talking about, how old is she."
"It's not too young. Looking young, I am actually in my twenties." Nangong Zi smiled, "If you are embarrassed, I will help you."
Zhang Jungan laughed and quickly changed the subject, saying, "Who taught your Taiyi real power? I have heard Lu Kongkong say that this Taiyi real power seems to be related to a mysterious family."
Nangong Zi's expression dimmed, and said, "He is right, Taiyi's true power comes from the Qi family." After speaking, she slowly told the old story.
It turned out that Nangong Zi's mother was named Nangong Hanxiang, and she was the rising star of the Nangong family, a family of martial arts in Jiangnan. Eighteen-year-old Nangong Hanxiang met a wizard from the Qi family, Qi Tian.
Qi Tian Dan became a first-class product. He held the Dan when he was sixteen. He was full of energy when he was eighteen and felt empty when he was twenty. At the age of twenty, he fell in love with Nangong Hanxiang and then killed her.
"My mother only gave birth to me not long after she died." Nangong Zi's expression was extremely cold, "He pursued his way, so he killed his wife to prove it."
Zhang Jun only felt a chill in his back, killing his wife to prove the truth? There is such a person in the world!
"He succeeded. After the age of twenty, the journey was smooth and he finally achieved half-step magical powers." Nangong Zi said with a numb expression, "It has been thirty years, and he is now in his 50s. He may have reached the magical power level."
Zhang Jun didn't know how to comfort her. He opened his mouth and couldn't say a word.
Nangong Zi looked at him: "You don't need to comfort me. When I heard this story from my grandfather, I decided to go to the house one day and kill my father to prove the truth."
Zhang Jun was startled and said, "You want to kill him?"
"He can kill his wife, I can kill my father." Nangong Zi said coldly.
Zhang Jun only smiled bitterly. He knew that this kind of enmity was too heavy for others to solve. However, he also knew that if Nangong Zi could let go, his mind would surely be sublimated and he would get huge benefits.
When the two were talking, Chu Chu and Dongdong each brought a Taolin sword and ran over, making gestures very excited.
Zhang Junyuan didn't care, but he swept his eyes on the Taolin sword, and he was shocked. He discovered that he could not see through the two mahogany swords!
"Chu Chu, show Dad the sword." Zhang Jun smiled and stretched out his hand.
Chu Chu was very obedient, ran over obediently, said "Okay", and handed the sword to Zhang Jun.
Holding the sword in his hand, Zhang Jun felt three surging powers in the sword. With the sword in his hand, he had a feeling that as long as a sword smashed out, even if the opposite side was a mountain, he could still slash it with one sword.
He asked for a second peach wood sword from Dongdong, and he immediately felt the same. He immediately asked, "Chu Chu, where did you get the sword?"
"Uncle sent it." Chu Chu blinked his big eyes.
Zhang Jun frowned: "Which uncle, where is he?"
"At the back of the hall, he is holding his brother to play." Chu Chu said.
Zhang Jun suddenly exploded his hair. The two swords are not the same. The master of the sword is the extraordinary husband. Who is he? What is he doing in Longhushan? Why do you want to hold Zhang Ping?
Nangong Zi moved with him at the same time, like two lights and shadows, passing through the hall and coming to the back of the hall in an instant.
A middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit, with vicissitudes of life on his face, white temples and clear eyes, he is holding Zhang Ping. The little boy was very happy, with a grin on his face.
Seeing Dad coming, he shouted: "Dad, Dad!"
The middle-aged man put him down and he ran over immediately.
Zhang Jun asked Nangong Zi to hold his son and asked coldly: "Friend, you are very face to face."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Yes, we haven't seen each other, my last name is Li."
Zhang Jun looked at the opponent, glanced around, and found that the opponent's position was empty, no one was there. His heart sank and said, "Senior Li, what advice do you have when you come to Longhushan?"
"It's just passing by." He still smiled, "Seeing two old friends here, I deliberately came over to take a look. I didn't expect to meet a peerless wizard who was born with a pill."
From the back, Uncle Wu and Sun Ma walked slowly and saw the middle-aged man, their faces were very cold.
Uncle Wu said: "Li Daojun, you don't enjoy the Xuanhuang Little World, what do you do when you come to this red dust?"
The middle-aged man "hehe" smiled: "Wu Huazi, Sun Jiuniang, you actually chased the third life, you really have a heart."
Sun Ma said lightly: "Our business, don't worry about it. Daoist, do you have a fancy to this child?"
The middle-aged man nodded: "If my Innate Infinite Dao can be passed on to him, it will be carried forward."
"No!" Zhang Jun did not wait for him to finish, but flatly refused, "My son, I won't worship anyone as a teacher!"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "I won't force it. However, if you let him go with me, this will be the fruit of Da Luo Daoguo. The two peach wood swords were made in my spare time and I gave them to you. body."
Zhang Jun was startled. He knew that the gods had four realms: return to truth, manifest sage, Daluo, and Hunyuan, and Daluo Daoguo was naturally Daluo's divine power realm!
He looked at Uncle Wu and Sun Ma. They didn't speak, they were expressionless, and they didn't mean to point the way.
At this moment, a thin, thin old man appeared, it was the fortune-teller Mao Xianjun from Maoshan. He slowly walked out from behind the palace, holding a flag in his arms, and on it the four characters "Pan Ming and Luck" were written. His eyes were cloudy, his teeth were almost lost, and his face was wrinkled.
His appearance caused the middle-aged man to sigh and say, "Mao, you will never grab an apprentice with me, do you? Your Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing doesn't seem to suit him."
The old man grinned and said: "Weird things! The four of us, rarely seen in decades in the past, actually met one today."
Seeing that he did not answer, the middle-aged man seemed to be very distressed. He rolled his sleeves and said, "Mao, I have to accept this apprentice. You can make a statement."
"You should know that today is the day when Longhushan reopens the gate." Old Tao said, his voice was not loud, and it sounded a little hoarse, but everyone heard it clearly.
The middle-aged man fell silent, and he sighed again. He hasn't sighed for many years, but today he sighed twice. This situation is the first time.
He reluctantly said: "I know you want to drag me into the water, but Longhushan ordered the Quartet to kill the gods and kill demons. Too many people were offended. Even if you and I stand together, you may not be able to stop them from strangling."
Old Tao pointed his finger at the sky, and said, "I didn't let you go into the water. Just be a spectator. Someone else will perform this scene."
The middle-aged man seemed to think of something, and his face was shocked: "Is he going to show up too?"
After speaking, he laughed again and said: "If this is the case, I will stay and see the excitement."
Zhang Jun frowned. He didn't understand what the two were talking about, but he knew that this matter seemed to be related to his son, and he repeated in a deep voice: "Two seniors, my son will not worship anyone as a teacher."
"The child is still by your side." The old Dao said openly. "Just set aside a few hours a day and go to his Xuanhuang little world to practice, and there is no need to take the child away. I never love to take care of people, but he is so good. The aptitude of Innate Infinite Dao really fits perfectly with it. It would be a shame to miss it."
As soon as Zhang Jun heard that the child didn't need to leave his side, he immediately let go of his heart. At the same time, he thought of what happened to Shangqingshan, and asked, "Just to attract the soul?"
Lao Dao smiled and nodded: "You are a person with a half-step supernatural power grafted on your body, so you accidentally set foot on my Shangqingshan Mountain and frightened many children. That's right, you only attract the gods and souls, nothing else."
Zhang Jun thought about it, it is not a bad thing that his son can worship a master as a teacher. He is a man of determination. He pondered for a while and said, "Okay, I promise!"
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