Chapter 603 Two States of Mind: The Coming of the Calamity

Hearing this ancient legend, Yu Zecheng was shocked. Under the fog of history, there were so many secrets.

In the last war, through Yu Zecheng, the founder of Zhongxing's lower realm, he vaguely knew that Xuanyuan Sword Sect destroyed all sects named Xuanyuan. There were endless secrets and huge interests behind it. These interests even extended to the fairy world. This time Hearing the story of the descendants of Xuanyuan's bloodline again, the outline of the incident was gradually sketched out.

The descendants of Xuanyuan's bloodline were unable to ascend, and all the sects named Xuanyuan were killed. After the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect ascended, everything was connected to the master of the heavens in the immortal world.

Yu Zecheng shook his head, why are he thinking so much? It's none of his business. He just eats carrots and doesn't worry about it. It doesn't matter to him. He is just a Jindan master. It's not his turn to worry about it.

After Grandmaster Xiong said this, he felt much better. He could also see Yu Zecheng's attitude, and then said:

"Zecheng, finally let me give you a piece of advice. In our Xuanyuan Sword Sect, because of the disaster of being lost, there are only two types of people who can become the True Lord of Nascent Soul.

One type of person is a true sword madman, a madman with a sword and a mad heart. People like the old madman, Master Shi Ji, Ying Long, and Han Ba ​​are all this kind of people. They rely on swords for their lives. At the critical moment, they go completely crazy. They devote themselves physically and mentally to forget everything. They are truly crazy.

The other kind of people are people who are crazy on the outside, but always have a trace of calmness and sanity in their hearts. People like Lao Immortal, Old Man, your master, and others. They look crazy, but in fact they are always so calm and rational on the inside, even if they are crazy again. , there will also be a trace of calm reason in their hearts.

Only these two types of people, either completely crazy, or forever icy-hearted, can become the True Lord of the Nascent Soul of our Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Anyone who is wandering between these two will definitely suffer from heaven when they form the Nascent Soul. Damaged by thunder, earth and fire, it is difficult to become a Nascent Soul. So you have to choose your own path, either go crazy or be calm forever. If you don't reach these two mental mirrors, remember never to refine the Nascent Soul.

Anyone who joins our Xuanyuan Sword Sect must be like this. The way of the sword madman comes from the founder of the sect, Jiu Shenzi. There is a vague legend in the sect that during the year when he was making food for the Supreme Patriarch, he needed to make crazy calculations every day to see through the Supreme Patriarch's tricks. The method of choosing food, occupying a good position among the ten people, so as to escape with his life. In the end, he was actually crazy, so the crazier he became, the more he could use Xuanyuan Sword Technique to its limit.

The Bingxin Way comes from Wang Yinyang, the founder of Zhongxing. Wang Yinyang was a genius and a great scholar at that time. He always had the wisdom at his fingertips, so he opened up this way of becoming an infant. Only then did our Xuanyuan Sword Sect achieve the prosperity of Zhongxing. "

After Yu Zecheng listened to these words, he savored it carefully. It was indeed true. Whatever the cause was planted, the fruit was produced. This must be the highest secret of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. He stood up and bowed deeply and said:

"Thank you, Patriarch, for giving me the Dharma."

Patriarch Youxiong smiled and continued:

"Zecheng, if you reach the stage of returning to the void, in addition to mastering the power of heaven, you will have to find another path of cultivation.

In our Xuanyuan Sword Sect, if you can become the True One of Returning to the Void, you need to take another path of cultivation. What the old madman cultivates is to transform three pure things into one spirit. The old man practiced the Art of Transforming All Things, while the old man practiced the Art of Eternal Immortality from the Origin of Heaven and Earth.

In fact, this also has its roots. When the Xuanyuan Sect was just established, no one could understand the Jiu Sword Technique. The Jiu Shenzi Patriarch had to turn the Jiu Sword Technique into the Six Xuanyuan Swords and teach them separately. At that time, he had only entered the realm of returning to the virtual world. , in other words, the Dove Swordsmanship that the Xuanyuan Six Swords mastered to the highest level was only the most basic Dove Swordsmanship that Jiu Shenzi split at that time. The advanced Dove Swordsmanship based on this was not left behind by Jiu Shenzi, so our Xuanyuan Six Swords It can only make my Xuanyuan disciple reach the realm of returning to the virtual world.

After Patriarch Zhongxing reached the stage of returning to the void, many disciples begged him to create the Xuanyuan Sword Technique in the stage of returning to the void. However, Patriarch Zhongxing simply smiled and said: "Natural selection by nature, they have already understood the power of heaven, and they have not yet found their own path." , then there should be no way out.

Therefore, after our Xuanyuan Sword Sect enters the Return to Void state, if we want to go further, we must find our own cultivation path again. "

When Yu Zecheng heard this, he was silent for a long time. The image of the founder of Zhongxing appeared in his mind again. He was really a senior master, but this was not an obstacle to Yu Zecheng. The advanced dove sword skills were just there in the afterimage of his inner demon. middle.

Patriarch Youxiong finally said:

"Okay, it's almost done. It's time for the power of their medicine to be released. I'm going to fight. Goodbye. I hope we can meet in the fairy world."

Yu Zecheng cupped his hands and said goodbye. He looked at Patriarch Xiong for the last time. Yu Zecheng was stunned at this glance. He saw a person walking out of Patriarch Xiong. The man was extremely handsome. He smiled at Yu Zecheng and escaped. The technique disappeared, and then another person walked out, a very burly, tough man, smiled again, and disappeared in a flash.

In this way, clones appeared one after another in Patriarch Youxiong, and each one was a man that women were extremely obsessed with. He was either a handsome boy, a tough guy, an elegant scholar, or a handsome boy.

Then in the countless rooms in the manor, the sounds of men and women having sex slowly came out, and each woman let out the proud hum of satisfaction. This is really what kind of man you want, what kind of man you want, incarnate into three thousand , the supreme way to be a queen.

In the end, Patriarch Xiong also disappeared completely. In an instant, Yu Zecheng read the imprint of the endless transmission of bliss in his mind, and knew the true meaning of Patriarch Xiong's ascension.

Master Youxiong divided himself into three thousand, and with the power of one Yang, he controlled three thousand women, using his own body as a bridge. Through the most primitive, ancient, and supreme act of intercourse, he made everyone's spirits communicate with each other, and concentrated all the spirits of everyone to become a super Hunyuan body.

With this Hunyuan body. Control the way of heaven, refine oneself, transform the essence, turn the qi into the essence, form the primordial fetus, and transform the essence and blood from red to white, and become white fat jade paste, transcending to become a Shura immortal.

The flesh intersects, the spirits merge, the yin and yang intersect, and the heaven and earth are connected. The ultimate bliss is the foundation. At the last moment, with the collective power, the thoughts of three thousand people become one, breaking through the limitations of time and space, and immediately ascending to the immortal world. This is the endless bliss. What chaos and heavenly tribulation, what heavenly thunder and heart demon, before this great method, all are meaningless. No wonder Master Youxiong is so confident that he will definitely ascend.

Yu Zecheng said:

"Let's go."

After that, the five of them left, leaving the Guantian Peak where the humming sound had already formed a whole area. When they left, this place would completely disappear, disappearing in this world. Eighteen hours later, it would reappear to welcome the most terrifying chaotic world-destroying heavenly tribulation thunder.

Yu Zecheng and the other five returned to the bamboo hut in the Qingyan Bamboo Forest. Everyone was silent for a long time, and Meng Fengmu Zhenyi said:

"Zecheng, little enemy, I want it."

"I want it too, I want it too."

All four women were moved, and a battle began immediately. Yu Zecheng started fighting according to the various secret techniques and skills he had obtained from the Ji Le Mian Mian Wu Jue Qi. He fought all night and won a great victory.

The next morning, Yu Zecheng crawled out from the delicate bodies of the women. It was the last day. Tomorrow, things would be over and they would have overcome this difficulty.

On this day, Yu Zecheng was extremely happy. His younger sister Yu Jingxin also came. Seeing his sister, Yu Zecheng was very happy.

After not seeing each other for many years, my sister has completely changed her appearance. She is no longer the girl she used to be. There is an indescribable aura of supreme authority emanating from her. On her left is Gu Tingyun, and on her right is the fairy who snatches dreams. It seems that the fairy who snatches dreams has been completely conquered by my sister and is being used by her.

Yu Jingxin is wearing a pleated skirt embroidered with golden phoenixes, a silver-embroidered cloud-edged dress, and a silver-white silk outfit. She is refreshing and charming, and people cannot resist her soul-stirring and peerless grace.

She has a round and long melon-shaped face, a pair of particularly bright and flexible eyes, a small nose, just the right red lips, and the aura of oppression that is constantly emanating. Behind her, it seems like a lotus is constantly opening, and the golden elixir vision that is untainted by the mud makes her completely beautiful and moving.

No matter how his sister changes, she is still the little girl standing in front of Yu Zecheng. Yu Zecheng is always afraid that she will be bullied and wronged. For her, he can challenge everything, even immortals.

Yu Jingxin came here on behalf of the Heart Demon Sect. In addition to her, her master, the Lord of the Heaven Demon, Jialan, also came here. Thinking of the scene when the Heaven Demon Jialan blew up the Yunxia Sect with one blow, Yu Zecheng still remembers it.

Moreover, this person is the ancestor who killed Mr. Li. The Blood Gang Jue, the Invisible Dark Destruction Spiritual Transformation Technique, and the Dutian Soul Slashing and Forging Chi that he practiced actually came from her. Yu Zecheng was extremely vigilant about her.

The guests of the Heart Demon Sect were arranged to stay in the Bauhinia Island of the Green Wave Lake in Linglong Ridge, which is only ten miles away from the bamboo house in the Qingyan Bamboo Forest, the residence of the Tianmu Sect.

Eighteen hours passed little by little, and finally on the seventh day of December, at noon, a red sun was overhead, and the distant mountains were covered with golden clouds, a scene of infinite beauty.

But suddenly the sky suddenly changed. In the distant sky, a bone-chilling cold wind whistled up. The dark clouds were like raging sea waves and galloping horses. The clouds and waves rose and fell, and in the blink of an eye, they were densely covered in the sky. The dark clouds, as dark as ink, rolled endlessly in the sky with a mighty momentum that wanted to crush the ten thousand peaks.

When this strange phenomenon of heaven and earth appeared, all the cultivators on Xuanyuan Hill felt an indescribable fear in their hearts, and they all felt awe-inspiring. Suddenly, a lightning bolt that was much thicker than all the lightning exploded in the air, as if it was the long whip of the Thunder God, whipping across half of the sky. It hit the Guantian Peak that disappeared between heaven and earth fiercely.

The thunder that followed was like the groan of the sky collapsing. With the thunder, the first rainstorm in winter, not snow, but rain, poured down from this ten thousand feet high sky.

The bean-sized raindrops were blown by the cold wind from high in the sky and turned into fine ice particles, pouring down on the Xuanyuan Hill. The heavenly calamity began.