Reincarnation of the Empress: My senior brother has the appearance of a great emperor

Chapter 116

Wow——

Wow——

Wow——

In the White Moon Sect, the melodious bells echoed among the major mountain peaks.

The disciples of each peak gathered in the sect square.

This was the first such large-scale operation since the closure of the White Moon Sect.

In front of the main hall, Lin Tianchen was making a generous statement.

A group of sect disciples had excitement on their faces, and they were gearing up one by one, waiting for Lin Tianchen's final order.

At Su Yun's suggestion, the top management of the White Moon Sect held an emergency meeting and unanimously decided that this moment was the day when the White Moon Sect came out of the mountain.

The decision to close the mountain was also because the performance of the White Moon Sect was too scary, considering that it would be spied on by other forces, it was the best choice to keep a low profile for a while.

In addition, there are also fears that the people of the upper realm will retaliate.

But after more than a year, if you can come, you should have come early.

Since he didn't come, then the White Moon Sect didn't have to be all soldiers, delaying its own development.

"You are all the best disciples of my White Moon Sect, you must be careful in this experience, everything must be handled calmly, sword cultivators, no matter at all times, you should uphold your heart and be fearless in your heart!"

"The purpose of this experience is one word: fight!"

"But I, Baiyue Sect, even if I fight, I have to fight for the open, and I have to fight for openness!"

"Remember, the disciple of the White Moon Sect, as a battle in the great world, not with the demons and demons, understand?"

"Follow the instructions of the master!"

"Go ahead. "

Under the arrangement of the elders, one by one the disciples set off from the White Moon Sect.

Looking at the empty square in a blink of an eye, a look of worry flashed in Lin Tianchen's eyes.

"Alas~"

"The head of the sect doesn't need to sigh, the young eagle always has to spread its wings, now that my Baiyue Sect is blessed with luck, the strength of the disciples of the sect is advancing by leaps and bounds, if this is not enough, then it can only be said that the number of fates is like this. "

"Yes, today's generation is much better than we were back then. "

A group of elders sighed one after another, quite a picture of the Yangtze River back waves pushing the front waves, the front waves dying on the beach.

Su Yun looked speechless.

"Don't be discouraged, in the world, I believe you will soon be able to rejuvenate the second spring. "

"Well, Master Su Yun's nephew has a point... Ahh

"What is the second spring? Your uncle, I am in the middle of the year!"

The faces of the people darkened, and they were not very old as monks.

Although it can't compare to these gorgeous teenagers, it won't be the second spring?

Moreover, now that the cultivation environment of the sect has improved, these older generations have also soared in cultivation one by one.

To put it bluntly, which one of those who can be the head and the first seat will have poor talent?

If it weren't for the poor cultivation environment of the White Moon Sect before, they would also be a generation of Tianjiao.

"That's right. Lin Tianchen remembered something and said, "Recently, the land of Doom has been frequently invaded, and the demonic Dao forces in the entire Western Wasteland have become more and more rampant, and there is a vague tendency to confront my righteous path head-on. "

"My Zhongzhou is not bad, the demon lord of the land of Doom was killed by Su Yun's nephew, and now the movement of the abyss crack is relatively small, but there are also many demon disciples who are making waves. "

"As for the situation in other states, it is not optimistic, the Wuji Doom Soil, which is the first of the eight major dooms, has even occupied half of the Qingzhou region, and the demon road is brilliant!"

The crowd was silent.

Of the eight major dooms of the abyssal rifts, Zhongzhou's side is the weakest.

It is rumored that the demon lord of the land of Doom, the first four and the last four are a watershed.

The last four are all the strength of the Saint King Realm, and from the fourth onwards, they start from the Saint Emperor Realm.

As for the top-ranked Infinite Demon Lord, no one knows how strong he is.

"This time, the Holy Light Mansion contacted me, that is, it has united with other sects and started to attack the land of Zhongzhou Doom, destroy the Demon Gate, and restore peace to the world. "

"That's another reason why I'm considering lifting the closure. "

"Are you finally going to make a move on the land of Doom? "

"Senior nephew Su Yun, what do you think?"

Everyone looked at Su Yun, who was about to slip away.

"I can't talk about it. Su Yun waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just that in my opinion, the so-called Demon Dao is the same as other Dao, the Demon Dao is not a demon, the Demon Gate is, but among the Demon Gate, there are also many people who devote themselves to cultivation." "

"Ugh. "

"What did Su Yun's nephew say?"

If a junior said such a big rebellion, they would have been slapped in horror.

After all, the evil path and demons are harming the world, which is a concept deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

But Su Yun said this, it is the words of a saint, and he must have his own opinions.

Su Yun pondered for a moment, and said softly: "There are three thousand avenues, there is no distinction between high and low, and there is no distinction between good and evil, it is nothing more than how the cultivators use it.

Lin Tianchen nodded: "Naturally." "

"There are thousands of sword cultivators in the world, but there are wicked people?"

"Naturally... There are also. "

"Can there be an alchemist doing evil?"

"Yes. "

"Can there be a formation mage who kills people and sets fires?"

"Yes. "

"In that case, that's one of a kind. Su Yun shook his head and walked out, "It's not the Tao that's bad, it's the human heart." "

Lin Tianchen and the others looked at each other, and seemed to have an understanding in their hearts.

"Senior nephew!" Seeing Su Yun slowly walking away, Lin Tianchen hurriedly shouted, "Senior nephew wants to participate in this battle?"

"No, I'll go back to the mountain to accompany my junior sister. "

Everyone: "..."

Chen Daoran said: "Su Yun's nephew is indifferent by nature, I'm afraid he won't like to get involved in this kind of thing, master, I think it's better to ask the ancestors to come forward and preside." "

"It's fine. "

...

Qingxuanfeng, in the courtyard.

Leng Yiyi flipped through a book with a book in her hand.

There was a look of helplessness in his eyes.

In the past few days, she has almost lost her sword, and followed Su Yun to travel around the mountains and rivers every day, or come back to read books.

Moreover, these books are not a kendo masterpiece, but a book of Taoist scriptures.

This made Leng Yiyi very helpless.

The monk doesn't cultivate, but he reads books, does the senior brother still want me to take the test to gain fame?

Just as he was thinking, a figure walked along the road down the mountain.

"Senior brother. "

Leng Yiyi immediately put down the book.

"When will Senior Brother teach me kendo?"

"There's no hurry. Su Yun smiled: "Come, polish the ink for me." "

"Grinding ink?"

Leng Yiyi was puzzled.

I saw Su Yun walking aside, and on the flat long table, there was an extra piece of rice paper.

Leng Yiyi was stunned: "Senior brother, you want to paint?"

"Hmm. "

"Hmm... Will you?"

Leng Yiyi was quite skeptical.

In my impression, Su Yun did the most things like chopping wood, boiling water, cooking, fishing, and so on.

He is said to be a monk, but in fact he is more like a mountain villager.

But now that the style of painting has changed, the senior brother is actually going to paint?

"Nonsense. Su Yun rolled his eyes, "What do you think I've been doing all this year?"

Leng Yiyi was silent for a moment and asked, "Does that senior brother have cultivation?"

"Ahem, ahem!"

Seeing Su Yun's appearance, Leng Yiyi knew it in her heart.

Sure enough, I didn't cultivate, it's not a loss, it's a senior brother.

"To practice this kind of thing, it's good to follow the fate, just follow the fate. Su Yun snorted, "Come, take a look at the craftsmanship of the senior brother." "

Leng Yiyi walked over and sharpened ink for Su Yun.

She was born in a merchant family, and since she was a child, she has also been influenced by piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she knows a little about these.

I saw that the moment Su Yun lifted the pen, the temperament on his body changed.

Leng Yiyi's eyelids jumped, and the next moment, the brush dipped in ink and fell on the rice paper.

Between the flow of the pen tip, there is a faint and bitter rhyme.

As Su Yun sketched one stroke at a time, Dao Yun rose out and wrapped around Su Yun's body.

Leng Yiyi could see it.

In a short time, a painting was completed.

It wasn't until Su Yun put the pen down that she suddenly woke up, and after seeing the painting clearly, she was even more shocked.

"How?" said Su Yun with a smile.

"Senior brother, this..."Leng Yiyi blinked, "Is it me?"

"It's you, naturally. "

In the painting, it is Leng Yiyi who is standing with a sword.

It's so expressive, so charming that Leng Yiyi can't believe it.

She looked at it, and her mind seemed to melt into the picture scroll in an instant.

And she became the person in the painting, and began to dance the sword.

The swordsmanship is performed over and over again, and it has been practiced thousands of times, but at this moment, there is an indescribable artistic conception.

Immersed in it, the sword domain power on Leng Yiyi's body is also rising rapidly.

She wanted to be in this state all the time.

It's just that soon, her mind flickered, and she returned to her original place in a trance.

"Senior brother, this painting... It's amazing. "

Leng Yiyi's eyes were horrified.

"Look again. "

Leng Yiyi was puzzled, and when he looked at the painting again, it seemed to have changed again.

Just now, it was an elegant sword cultivator, independent of the world, but in the blink of an eye, the picture was dark, and there were white bones everywhere, full of blood.

This scene is a picture of her holding a three-foot green peak and cutting off those who have other intentions!

Because of this battle, she has since had the title of Blood Sword Cultivator.

And as the picture appeared, the breath around Leng Yiyi's body was also replaced by a thick blood, which was very scary.

This time, it took longer than just now, and even Leng Yiyi wanted to go out and stop, but he couldn't do it.

After a long time, Leng Yiyi finally came back to her senses, her face was pale, and her forehead was covered with fine sweat.

She gasped and stood silent.

Su Yun looked at her and said softly: "The killing intent in your heart is too heavy, the sword is biased, and you are stubborn, if you do this for a long time, it is easy to lead yourself astray." "

"Swordsman, there is a sword in your heart, according to the sword in your heart now, it is a sword of killing, this is not wrong, but the way of the sword is all-encompassing, if you are only immersed in killing, you will not be able to reach a higher level after all. "

"What is a sword?"

"Killing is the sword. "

"Righteousness is the sword. "

"A swordsman can have a heart for the common people, and he can kill thousands of people in a rage. "

"But no matter what kind of sword, the way in the heart cannot be changed, the way is stable, the sword intent is endless, whether it is killing or benevolence and righteousness, it is all in one thought. "

"If the Tao is unstable, it will be shackled by obsession and unable to improve. "

"Between the infinite sword intent and the thoughts, gather one heart, this is... Kenshin!"

Su Yun's words, with a hint of rhyme, turned into mantras and floated into Leng Yiyi's mind.

Under the influence of the Heavenly Dao Tree, this word and sentence is like a natural Tao, washing Leng Yiyi's heart.

At this moment, the killing that was immersed in Leng Yiyi's heart was purified, and it was replaced by an indescribable sense of sublimation.

Leng Yiyi only felt loose, as if she had unloaded a mountain.

Taoguang cultivates obscurity, washes away the lead.

Looking at her, Su Yun smiled slightly.

Then he walked into the house.

The younger sister is enlightened, and he also has an understanding of the way of the sword.

In addition, after precipitation this year, the mood has already reached a peak.

"This time, let's try to see if we can break through to the eleventh realm. "

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