Killing God Chapter 165: Ten Years of Departure

In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years since Xiaochen left Xuanqing Mountain. In the past ten years, the entire Qing Netherworld can be described as turbulent. The evil people who have been silent for many years are eager to move, and many small forces of good and evil have begun to confront each other. No war broke out.

The demise of a small sect in the right way and the disappearance of a small force in the evil way will not attract the attention of the Sandong Qigong and the Seventh God Sect. No impact on the overall situation.

However, the collision of these small factions also implies one thing: it is inevitable that good and evil will fight again, but both sides are gathering the last shreds of strength to try to eliminate each other.

These are the grievances and grievances of cultivators. No matter the right way or the wicked way, there are regulations. Nothing should involve the mortal world. Violators will be punished by the world, so the mortal world is still a pure land.

Cultivators will never experience the sufferings of the mortal world. Although mortals live only a hundred years in the world, the joys, sorrows, and joys are better than those of monks sitting in meditation for thousands of years.

Successful practitioners have an almost infinite lifespan, but during this time, many monks spend their time meditating and cultivating. Caution is invincible.

In the end, if you don't understand life and death, you will eventually turn into a pile of loess in regret, and why many people do not understand before they die, but mortals with short lifespans can figure out that they are alive within a hundred years. The meaning of it, and there are also many mortals who have passed away with a smile.

What exactly is immortality? Whether it is an illusory future or a long gone yesterday, no one can say for sure.

Jiangnan in the mortal world is in winter. The perennially warm Jiangnan has unexpectedly snowed this year. Looking up, the entire Jiangnan is covered in silver and snow drifts.

Beside a lake outside Jiujiang City within the boundary of Yangzhou, a young man with black hair was sitting cross-legged on the snow under a dry pine tree. As if unconscious.

The young man is dressed in a white gown, his eyes are slightly closed, his expression is calm, and there is a smile on the corner of his mouth. The most peculiar is his opponent. His fingers are slender and white, and he is a bit more delicate than the hands of ordinary women. Such beautiful hands are beating on a green seven-stringed guqin, the crisp sound of the piano is melodious, and the entire lake is filled with fog and fairy sounds lingering.

Passing mountain people enjoy listening to the sound of the piano, and from time to time there are people who want to have a drink.

With a long, leisurely sound, the sound of the piano stopped.

"It's been ten years since I studied and realized by this Qinhu Lake, and my mood has finally improved a lot, but the last step is difficult to step out. This Qinhu Lake is meaningless to me." Sitting under the ancient pine The young man sighed to himself.

"Qinhu is the world's best creation, and the rhythm of Taoism is complete. I'm far from reaching the realm of comprehending this kind of Taoist mark, so it's time to leave."

Then I saw the young man took out the cloth bag and slowly carried the piano behind him, walking towards a small wooden house in the distance.

Seeing the young man leave, the mountain people didn't show any sign of it, they were all doing their own thing, as if everything had nothing to do with them.

No one knows who the young man is, and no one knows where he came from. The mountain people only know that one day about ten years ago, they don't know which mountain people who went up the mountain to work happened to see the pine trees by the lake There was another young man playing the piano.

At the beginning, many mountain people tried to communicate with the young man, but the young man never said a word from beginning to end. He just played the piano quietly on the lake every day, and everything in the world could not affect him at all.

Since then, this young man has appeared under the pine tree every day, and every time the mountain people saw him, he was playing the guqin. It's also good to hear a nice piano sound.

The mountain people are not dissatisfied with this. The mountain people found that the most peculiar thing about the young man is that ten years have passed, and his appearance is almost the same as ten years ago. The only thing that has changed is a dark blue long hair. The hair slowly turned black in ten years.

For ten years, mountain people have been listening to the sound of the young man's qin, and the sound of the qin is always lingering on the entire Qin Lake regardless of whether it is winter or summer, whether it is spring or autumn, whether it is sunny day or heavy rain, the mountain People can clearly hear the sound of the piano, which has not been interrupted for ten years.

White clothes beat snow, black hair like waterfalls, eyes like stars, one purple and one blue, this young man is naturally Xiaochen who left Xuanqing Mountain ten years ago, when Xiaochen took the jade slip that Ge Shu Xingyun gave to him that night After descending from Xuanqing Mountain, we headed all the way to the fertile area of ​​Jiangnan, where there are outstanding people.

Three months on the road, Xiaochen came to Jiangnan as he wished. The first stop was Jiujiang City, Yangzhou. In Jiujiang City, Xiaochen accidentally heard that there was a Qin Lake in the mountains outside Jiujiang City. The scenery was very beautiful. As soon as I heard that there was water and a piano, I went there with joy.

The reason is naturally that when he just left Xuanqing Mountain, Han told Xiaochen to find a place to practice the first piano heart in the Qinjing realm. In the future, there will be more means to save his life in the dangerous world of cultivation, so Xiaochen heard that Jiujiang It is natural to be delighted that there is such a place outside the city.

When Xiaochen came to Qinhu, he lived beside Qinhu without thinking about it. For ten years, he did not practice any kind of supernatural powers. Play the qin, listen to the rhythm of a hundred schools, and hear the whistling of birds and beasts.

Peace and serenity of the piano requires the mind to be like water, like still water, like moving water, combining movement and stillness, and supreme goodness like water. Xiaochen also observed the situation of the water every day while playing the piano. It was invisible, moving and still.

The so-called static water contains movement, dynamic water contains stillness, it is impossible to exist at all. It is undoubtedly very difficult to achieve a mind like water, which requires a comprehensive understanding of oneself and an understanding of the Tao.

In a sense, Xiaochen has been wasting time for the past ten years. Understanding and comprehending the rhythm of the world is something that can only be done by monks with a cultivation level above Yuanshen, and Xiaochen’s cultivation level is at most comparable to a fetal In the middle stage, I want to realize that it is no doubt a fool's dream.

In the process of cultivation, before cultivating the primordial spirit, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is introduced to strengthen and improve the body. It can also be said that the difference between the monks below the primordial spirit is the difference in the energy of the primordial spirit, and the gap between the monks above the primordial spirit is in the level of the cultivator. It is the difference in the degree of perception of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. One after the other is the same gap, but it is very different.

And Xiaochen was influenced by Qingmingzhu, and his cultivation path was completely different from that of ordinary people. According to Han's guess, Xiaochen did not have a foundation and would not be able to cultivate a Taoist embryo in the future. The same, but the same way of comprehension and enlightenment is no longer restricted by grades. At least this is a blessing rather than a disaster. No one can tell what will change in the future.

The Qingming spirit body also has a lot of advantages. It keeps her beauty. Xiaochen's appearance has not changed since she was twenty years old.

Xiaochen has been practicing for ten years. After experiencing the rain, snow, wind, and the hardships of the world, Xiaochen's state of mind is slowly growing every day, but the speed is getting slower and slower. A month ago, whether it is Xiao Chen's state of mind and cultivation level no longer increased at all.

It wasn't until today that Xiao Chen was really sure. Repeating this kind of cultivation every day was useless. He was facing a bottleneck in his state of mind, and he had to be enlightened to break through.

At the same time, in the past ten years of self-cultivation, Xiaochen has benefited the most in addition to the improvement of his xinxing, but also the improvement of his soul power. Xiaochen is comparable to the cultivation level of the middle stage, and the soul power is comparable to the US dollar. God period, this is undoubtedly very terrifying, it is necessary to know that the soul is the root of the monk.

Since he has decided to leave, he will definitely not hesitate any more. Xiaochen resolutely walked out of the cabin where he lived for ten years, and left Qinhu without looking back.

Xiao Chen left without leaving a trace.

Not a single star of dust, not a dead leaf.

Jiujiang City is not a big city in Yangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is very prosperous and prosperous. The streets are full of traffic, crowds are crowded, and rows of shops and houses are lined up. The whole city is full of people during the day and brightly lit at night.

And all of this originates from an ancient ruin not far from Jiujiang City. This ruin is not only loved by mortals, but also a tourist attraction. And there is no gain, but even so, it can't reduce its status in the monks' hearts.

In Jiujiang City, Xiao Chen walked into a restaurant and found a seat by the window. After ordering a pot of tea and some snacks, he sat down and listened to the conversations of the other people in the restaurant.

In Xiaochen's view, the restaurant and inn is a very magical place, where you can always find the "direction of life". In these places, people from the three religions and nine classes gather, and they talk about most of the world. In the circle of monks , is no exception, and there are monks in this restaurant.

Xiaochen hasn't joined the WTO for ten years, so naturally he has to understand the outside world first. Although it is impossible to learn any important secrets, there is no problem in understanding the overall situation.

The news flow in the restaurant is really fast, Xiaochen drank tea for a long time, and now he has a general understanding of the situation in Yangzhou and even the entire Jiangnan.

"Have you heard? In half a month, the Supreme Emperor's Sect and the Blood Shadow Sect will start a life-and-death battle at Zhou Yu's point. It is said that it is for some kind of baby." One of the people at the table next to Xiao Chen said.

"What are the sects of the Supreme Emperor's Sect and the Blood Shadow Sect? Why have I never heard of these two sects in Jianghu?" Another man asked inexplicably.

"Hey, old iron, you don't know this, you practice martial arts every day in a small iron gate, and you don't know any news from the outside world. It's a rare gathering today, so I'll tell you, Chang Chang See." The man who spoke earlier wiped his mouth proudly.

Then continued: "The origins of the Extreme Emperor Sect and the Blood Shadow Sect are very big. Each of their disciples can cast spells, and some of them can fly to the sky. People from the outside world call this a sect of self-cultivation, hehe, if they deal with you If you have the Iron Bar Sect, you don’t need much, one or two ordinary disciples can destroy you.” (To be continued.)