Chapter 1051: The Path of the One-Minded Sword (Third Update)

Ningxi, with green mountains and four rivers flowing around it, has a beautiful scenery.

Mr. Lu and He Qi pressed the escape light and fell into the city. Following the guidance of the Haotian Mirror and the fragments of the Donghuang Bell in their hands, they walked slowly forward, looking for Mr. Lu's medieval past life.

The Haotian Mirror can illuminate the outside world of the heavens, allowing people to sense "others and me", but it is not a treasure of the universe, and cannot illuminate the past and the future. It was originally difficult to use it to find the past life, but everyone returned to the Middle Ages by chance and was in the same time and space as the previous life, which was almost equivalent to "others and me", so they could sense it subtly. With the help of the fragments of the Donghuang Bell, the treasure of the universe, the clues are no longer clueless.

Moreover, Meng Qi also carried the "Three Worlds Mingwang Wheel" and operated the magic weapon. When Mr. Lu and He Qi relaxed their guard, he helped them see the body of this life. With all these factors superimposed, things naturally became simple, and they had already locked in the candidate.

Zhu Buxuan waved his folding fan, walked out of his yard slowly, and walked towards the Luofang Street where people spent money like water.

He was a disciple of Ningxi Sword Sect, born in an ordinary family. He looked honest and harmless, and he was also kind. He left the impression of being loyal and honest in the teachers of the sect. Relying on this, he was able to get along with everyone and made a good living in Ningxi Sword Sect. He was quite trusted and respected. Now he has become a master and has a promising future.

Most of the people he met along the way knew Zhu Buxuan, and they nodded and smiled to greet him, but a few of them looked unhappy and turned to other streets when they saw him from a distance.

"Zhu Buxuan looks honest, but he is actually full of bad water. I, my senior brother, suffered from him, so I ended up guarding the sword sect martial arts hall." A man holding a long sword said angrily.

The sword-wielding dwarf next to him was shocked when he heard this: "Zhu Buxuan has always been known as an honest and kind person in the sect, but he actually harmed you, brother?"

You can't judge a person by his appearance?

The brother snorted: "If he is really just honest and kind, why does he get the likes of most of the uncles and elders? Why did he open the nine orifices without any trouble? Although my Ningxi Sword Sect is not as good as the top forces, there are many talents in the sect, and the secret competition is quite fierce. As a result, he has taken advantage of many times and played the pig to eat the tiger!"

"I once told Uncle Zuo about this matter. What do you think he said? He said that he looks honest on the outside, but he is black-bellied inside. Not bad!"

He was venting his feelings of satisfaction, and suddenly his heart moved. He looked back and looked to the side. He saw two old men standing at the entrance of the alley. One had slightly gray hair and focused eyes. He had a temperament that made people unable to take their eyes away. The other had an erratic breath and was almost invisible. His eyes seemed to hide the heroism and confidence that he had dominated the world in the past.

The words of this senior brother stopped abruptly. Seeing that the two old men were both extraordinary, he quickly pulled his junior brother away. He only said bad things about Zhu Buxuan, and it had nothing to do with the master!

"I didn't expect that your previous life was honest on the outside, but dark on the inside." He Qi laughed.

There is no similar shadow at all.

Mr. Lu did not speak, turned out of the alley, returned to the street, and walked slowly with Zhu Buxuan's back.

After passing Zuo Street and the long corridor, Zhu Buxuan arrived at Luofang Street and entered the "Jin Ya Pavilion" with ease.

"Oh, Mr. Zhu, you haven't been here for a long time. The girls in the building are always thinking about you." ** greeted with a fragrant breeze.

Zhu Buxuan smiled shyly: "The master is very strict, and I often can't leave the sect. I wonder if Miss Yuexia is free? I miss you since we met that day."

"Oh, Yuexia just had a distinguished guest, yes, yes..." ** pointed to the direction of Ningxi Sword Sect, indicating that it was an elder in the sect.

Zhu Buxuan's face changed several times, red and green, and he smiled reluctantly: "It's really unfortunate, please say hello to Miss Yuexia for me."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. When he looked at the place, he saw two old men who were always extraordinary. Before he could think about it, he saw ** stopped in front of him: "Oh, my Mr. Zhu, if there is no Yuexia, there are Yuelan, Yueqiu and others!"

"I only think of Miss Yuexia." Zhu Buxuan shook his head.

"Hey, he is a loyal one." He Qi looked at it with interest and whispered. Mr. Lu had a deep look in his eyes, and I don't know what he was thinking.

** twisted the handkerchief, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered his voice and said: "Yuexi is free tonight..."

Yuexi is the top courtesan of Jin Ya Pavilion, and the beauty of the whole city is far from comparable to Yuexia.

Zhu Buxuan was stunned, thinking of the beautiful woman with icy skin and snowy skin, thinking of the face that is happy and angry, the memory of Yuexia in his mind suddenly blurred, and his breathing became heavy: "Can I have a kiss?"

"I will lead you there, whether you can succeed depends on your own performance." ** said with a smile.

Zhu Buxuan nodded heavily and followed ** into the inner courtyard.

Mr. Lu looked at this scene, suddenly sighed, seemed to be emotional, and turned around and left Jin Ya Pavilion without hesitation.

"You are leaving now? You don't observe the previous life, and understand his interaction and connection with the long river of history?" He Qi was surprised and followed.

Could it be that Mr. Lu has completed the observation and understanding?

No, this requires the help of the fragments of the Donghuang Bell to observe carefully, which is not a short-term effort!

Even if Mr. Lu still had the "Three-generation Mingwang Wheel", it would not be so fast. At least I didn't sense him using two treasures!

Mr. Lu's eyes were calm and his tone was indifferent: "No need."

"No need? Fellow Daoist Lu, although you and Fellow Daoist Xiao Su have a special path, cutting off each other and not asking for past lives, they still have to project all the worlds and look back on the past. Now it will be helpful to observe more about past lives and understand more about his interaction with the long river of history. You leave your own mark, why don't you use it?" He Qi knew that Mr. Lu Da was not an impulsive and reckless person, and everything he said and did had his own purpose, so he was more confused and asked based on Su Wuming's previous words. .

Mr. Lu Da turned into a secluded alley, walked forward slowly, and said with a smile: "I and Su Xiaoyou seem to be on the same path. They don't change themselves and don't seek the past life, but they are still very different in essence. Until today, I have just clear."

"What's the difference?" He Qi was even more confused. In his own opinion, they all followed the "only me" approach.

Mr. Lu Da walked with his hands behind his hands and said with a smile: "Su Xiaoyou's practice method is an ever-changing path. He sticks to himself and goes through the world. He sees everything that is different and knows what he is. Therefore, he can play different people and experience different lives. , leaving legends, creating marks, and adjusting his image according to the feedback from heaven, earth and history. Even if the image is very different from himself, it will not cause him trouble. "

"Tolerating all aspects, accepting changes, and not being obsessed with oneself, it is indeed true..." He Qi nodded lightly, confirming Mr. Lu Da's statement.

When discussing the Tao with each other, Meng Qi once mentioned the wonders of his Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.

Mr. Lu Da's voice became softer and softer: "But I can't do that. I am Lu Zhiping, Ye Yuyan's husband Lu Zhiping, and the owner of Thrushcross Villa. The unique experiences in the past constitute my essence. I can't be 'others', no matter what Is it my 'other self' or my 'previous life'? If I want to imitate them and leave a mark on the world, I can't do it."

What is the only one? This is the only one... This thought suddenly emerged in He Qi's mind, and then he frowned, "Then how do you project the world and go back to the past?"

Do we just stop at being a fairy?

Mr. Lu Da shook his head and said with a smile: "We can only continue to explore."

"In this regard, I have some vague thoughts. The normal path is to enlighten others, accumulate quantity to qualitative change, so that one's own essence can be improved and become a legend. Su Xiaoyou's path is to create a 'false alter ego', leave a mark, and then Complete the accumulation of quantity, produce a qualitative change, and become a legend. The second half is the same as the normal path, and I wonder if I can 'purify myself' and change slowly. First, let my own essence improve to the legend, and then naturally project into the world and look back to the past. Same thing."

"This path is very similar to that of innate power, but they are born as legends." He Qi still frowned. Mr. Lu Da's path seemed very difficult, very, very difficult.

Mr. Lu Da smiled calmly and said: "Do your best, do not violate your true heart, and die without regrets."

He looked softly at the Ishin Sword in his hand and whispered to himself:

"Yu Yan, I have felt the 'other and myself' for my husband. I have seen past lives, and now I know that my path is not that of others."

"My path is not that of others..." He Qi was shocked and confused when he heard this, and these words kept echoing in his heart.

The path of single-minded swordsmanship does not lie to others.

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Mo Palace.

As soon as Meng Qifu entered the main hall, his eyes were attracted by a skinny and decayed old man. His Dharma body was flawless, his Tao power was abundant, and his Qi and blood were strong. If he closed his eyes and stopped operating the causes of all effects, he would have no doubt that he was in the right place. In the prime of life, the sun is in the sky - this is not an adjective, it is an accurate description. But now when I see it directly, I find that the old man is full of traces of the erosion of time, and there is an aura of decay that radiates from the inside out.

Who is immortal under time?

The old man's hands were changing the seals, and he was concentrating on refining the puppet in front of him, which was exactly the same as himself. From time to time, various arms hung down from the top of the palace, including dragon claws, magic hands, and mechanical creations, each carrying a Different flames assisted his production, and the whole process was full of the beauty of precise machinery.

After a while, the old man completed one stage of refining. He raised his head and looked at Meng Qi with his weathered eyes: "Little friend Su, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

"It's okay, this junior will benefit a lot." Meng Qi didn't mind and asked with a smile, "Saint Weapon, do you want to refine a substitute?"

This old man is the Instrument Sage of Mo Palace, competing with Rensheng, and is at the forefront among the saints. He is considered the oldest of the Immortals.

The Artifact Saint's gaze moved to the puppet, and his expression showed a bit of emotion and confusion: "It can be regarded as a substitute. Although things such as souls, souls, and true spirits are superior and inferior, they are not immortal after all. Sooner or later, when you reach the other side, you will age and 'rot', so I want to rely on mechanisms to imitate the characteristics of the soul, so that the doll has the ability to think and explore, almost like a new life but able to last forever. "

He sighed and showed a longing smile: "Perhaps when I decay into a myth, even the Mo Palace will be mottled, it will still travel around the world, exploring the avenue on my behalf..."

Meng Qi listened in awe. Regardless of whether he agreed with the views of the saints or not, at least their spirit of adhering to their own ideas and always exploring the avenue was worthy of admiration.

After a while, Meng Qi calmed down his emotions, calmed down, and began to discuss the idea of ​​the "All Realms Knowledge Ball" with the Artifact Saint.

As time passed, day after day, Meng Qi gradually had an idea of ​​the "World Knowledge Ball". Just when he was about to thank the sage and say goodbye, the solemn and ethereal voice of Moonlight Bodhisattva rang in his ears:

"Guldo and Su Daji separated from Overlord and are heading to Jade Emperor Mountain."

Correction: I was sick and dizzy, so I forgot in the last chapter that Xu Bei and Shan Heng had died on Jin'ao Island. I have revised it now. I would like to correct it. Sorry.