Chapter 1588 The Old Man of Shoushan

A sword strikes thunder.

The surging sword energy spread to the clear sky.

Qin Li is like a hero in troubled times, suddenly domineering, and the sea is flowing.

Shen Baihe's eyeballs were about to pop out: "My God! Zhang Zifan is a genius with a green wood spirit body! Junior brother Dugu can defeat the enemy with a single sword even if his cultivation base is one level weaker. Could it be that he is an evildoer with a precious body."

The battle between heaven and man was extremely dynamic, and Lei Yin roared, causing a group of Qingming disciples within a hundred miles to come out to check the situation: "Oh, isn't this Zhang Zifan? Why did he vomit blood from the beating."

"It seems that he wanted to frame a junior brother who just started, but he was defeated by him with a sword." Several monks who live nearby have long been paying attention to the movement here.

"It deserves to be deflated, but with the sixth level of heaven and man, I am arrogant every day. If it wasn't for the sake of the peak master, I wouldn't bother to care about it." Some older monks whispered.

Hearing this, Zhang Zifan became furious and spurted another mouthful of blood: "Trash, how dare you hurt me, this matter will not end. Even if I can't defeat you, someone will teach you a lesson."

Shen Baihe was speechless, and said something fair: "Senior Brother Zhang, it's obvious that you were wronged first, and Junior Brother Dugu was just taking the initiative to defend himself."

"No need to say more!"

Qin Li put his sword back into its sheath and walked away through the air.

If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, Zhang Zifan may not know how to be a demon.

He came to cultivate, and he didn't want to argue with this kind of person. Since the house has been destroyed, he should find a secluded place.

"Junior Brother Dugu, hey, what is this..." Shen Baihe looked at Qin Li's leaving back and did not stop him. Although Zhang Zifan is not very good, but his father is Yuchenzi, besides, the peak master has more than one son, if Qin Li will be played to death in turn, he should retreat and live in seclusion.

Leave Qingming Peak.

Qin Li jumped into the wind track and stayed away from this area.

He wanted to find a deserted place to practice, and he didn't want to be disturbed.

Moreover, the "Xilubing Prison Sutra" has not yet been introduced. This is a magical supernatural power. If it is found out after being practiced in private, it will cause big trouble.

After a day!

Qin Li spanned hundreds of thousands of miles.

Naturally, Dao Sect is too big, even bigger than the entire Sifangyu.

In various senses, this is a small world, with high mountains and flowing water, desert forests, and many secret places.

"This place is not bad." Qin Li landed on the ground and looked around. The peaks in this area are not tall, neither elegant nor habitual. It is just an ordinary area, very remote, and there will never be monks coming.

"Just live here!"

Qin Li took a fancy to an ordinary mountain.

It is neither high nor low, neither wide nor narrow, neither lush nor comprehensive, which profoundly interprets what is meant by mediocrity, and it is very in line with his indifferent personality.

clang!

Suan Ni Thunder sword out of its sheath.

Qin Li's heart is like a mirror, practicing swordsmanship.

It's not to stimulate the qi, but simply to use the sword to outline the lines of the divine channel.

Immediately, there was a wave of thunder, and the aura of conquering the world blossomed, like a general of the Tenth Army, pointing the country.

The more Qin Li swung his sword, the happier he was, as if he was riding the wind, heartily. He suddenly recalled the magnificent world recorded in "Qianyuan Tongshi", and suddenly he was full of pride, as if he wanted to conquer this vast world.

"With the world in mind, with infinite tolerance, to overthrow tyranny, and to rule the universe!"

"Cholera is all over the world, just to save the people!"

Qin Li had an instant epiphany.

Seems to break the window paper, and it's a matter of course.

The chaos of the world is just a small success, and the arrogant and domineering condenses into clouds, engulfing the world.

"Minor success in swordsmanship is really too fast. This is a crippled supernatural power, and it is difficult to cultivate according to theory. It can't be achieved without decades of hard work." Qin Li couldn't believe it. The support of the Immortal Emperor's Heart shouldn't have such a quick epiphany.

"Little baby, your sword skills are pretty good!"

An old voice came.

Qin Li was startled.

There are others in this place!

Looking sideways, there is an old half-dead pine tree not far away.

Sitting cross-legged under the tree was an old man in sackcloth, with white beard and hair, as thin as a stick, and his face was wrinkled like the dry earth. He looked dusty, but his eyes revealed a deep wisdom.

"When did you come here!" Qin Li jumped. He had a keen sense of consciousness, but he didn't sense a living person, and he couldn't see through the opponent's cultivation at all, which was a bit strange.

"Little baby, you suddenly landed on my territory, practicing sword blah, and you dare to ask me why I came here." The old man in sackcloth grinned, and called Qin Li with great interest.

"This barren mountain is your territory?" Qin Li was a little disbelieving.

"This is not a barren mountain!"

The old man in sackcloth corrected a sentence and explained:

"The name here is the first mountain. It is the root of the natural Taoism, the sum of the 108 peaks, the innate aura, and the product of the Tao. It is known as the natural sacred mountain, the transcendent peak, and the holy place for enlightenment!"

Qin Li was stunned when he heard this. This terrifying man with a big head carefully glanced around with his divine sense, and said speechlessly: "Old senior, you really have a way of bragging. Isn't this just an ordinary mountain palace without precious medicines?" Breed."

"Greatness will always decay, and the sacred mountain will also decline one day!" The voice of the old man in Mai has a rhythm, which inexplicably makes people calm down and listen: "But I think you have good qualifications, you can worship the first mountain, and take the revitalization of the sacred mountain as your mission. "

"Forget it, forget it!" Qin Li waved his hand. The old man always felt that he was a liar, and he used one set of words to deceive others.

The old man in sackcloth shook his head: "You really don't know how to be blessed while you are in the midst of blessings. I don't even look down on the five disciples of the Natural Dao Sect. It is your blessing to be able to choose you as an apprentice."

"Old man, I still have some things to do, so let's take a step back."

Qin Li smiled awkwardly and left quickly.

This old man in sackcloth is too good at talking nonsense, so stay away.

Soaring into the sky, with the help of the wind track, Qin Li found a deserted valley thousands of miles away, and continued to practice swordsmanship.

"Let me see the power of Xiaocheng Chaos in the World." Qin Li held the Suanni Thunder Sword, stepped into the air and danced with the sword, his moves were fierce and extremely domineering.

but……

Suddenly something doesn't feel right.

Qin Li played a few tricks before stopping:

"Not as transparent and open-minded as before, let alone carefree and heroic!"

Qin Li kept frowning, Chaotic Tianxia was still obscure, like a writer who had run out of inspiration, depressed because of incomplete supernatural powers, but on Mount Shou, he didn't feel this way at all.

"Shoushan may be really extraordinary."

Qin Li had a bold idea in his heart, and hurried back.

Shoushan is the same as before, ordinary but real, remote but not barren, a half-dead pine tree, and an old man in the dust under the tree.

Qin Li didn't bother him, but practiced chaos in the world. The joyful feeling came to his heart, like a baby bird spreading its wings and encountering a wind blowing toward the sky; Quan Yong, writing like a spirit.

"This first mountain contains innate Dao rhyme. It cannot be perceived, but it really exists. It can make people realize suddenly. It is indeed a holy place for enlightenment."

Qin Li was ecstatic.

I didn't expect to come across such a treasure.

However, no matter how deep the divine sense is, the mountain is still ordinary.

"If Senior Dugu is still awake, he will definitely be able to see the way." Qin Li sighed, and looked sideways at the old man Matsushita, like an ancient stone, integrated with nature, no wonder he ignored it just now. tall man.

Qin Li sat down under the pine tree obediently, brewed a cup of tea, and apologized: "Senior, I was reckless just now, please forgive me."

The old man in Mai drank a cup of tea and said with a smile, "Shoushan is the birthplace of a great mystery. It is a chance and a fate for you to come here to realize it. You can think clearly whether to worship Shoushan or not."

"Master, I am willing to pay homage to Mount Shou." Qin Li said solemnly.

The old man in sackcloth shook his head and explained: "You made a mistake, I'm just your senior brother."

brother?

Qin Li was dumbfounded:

"Then who is our master?"

"It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us!" The old man in linen pointed to the ground.

Qin Li looked at his feet, and a flash of inspiration flashed in an instant, and a crazy idea came to his mind: "Senior brother, our master, shouldn't it be Shoushan?"

The old man in sackcloth showed a teachable expression of a child: "If you take people as your teacher, although you can practice magic tricks and supernatural powers, you will eventually fall behind. Only by taking the Dao as your teacher can you understand the world and be inclusive of all rivers. Shoushan breeds the innate Dao charm, use it As a teacher, you can pry into the mysteries of nature."