Chapter 690
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The mysterious burning talisman floated in front of him.
However, Dong Guofeng seemed to turn a blind eye and remained silent.
Undoubtedly, the leader of the younger generation of the Dongguo clan suffered too heavy a blow.
Even with his sturdy and condensed sword heart, he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment.
Seeing this, everyone present sighed.
In this battle, the Dongguo Clan lost too much!
First, Dong Guo Feng, who ranked seventh in the star list, was completely defeated by Su Yi in the one-on-one fight.
Immediately after, the seven big figures of the Dongguo clan, led by Dongguo Hai, were swept away by Su Yi with a single sword!
Everyone knows that today's battle is definitely a severe blow to the Dongguo Clan, one of the seven ancient giants!
"Xinzhao girl, let's go."
In the depressing and silent atmosphere, Su Yi seemed to be okay, smiled and waved to Wen Xinzhao and the others.
"it is good!"
Wen Xinzhao promised.
Immediately, she left with Han Yan Zhenren, Qing Ya, and Su Yi.
From beginning to end, no one dared to stop him, whether it was the headmaster of Yuntian Shrine, Yu Jiuzhen and the others, or the Dongguo clan experts headed by Dongguo Feng!
"God is there, but he doesn't know it..."
The middle-aged scribe who had walked with Su Yi all the way to the Yuntian Shrine couldn't help but murmured.
The boys and girls around him were all dumbfounded.
They used to be full of longing, thinking that as long as they could enter the Yuntian Shrine for cultivation, they could leap over the dragon gate and change the trajectory of their lives on the way of cultivation.
But when witnessing the scene before.
It was only then that they suddenly discovered a cruel thing. It was as powerful as the Yuntian Shrine, and in front of the Dongguo Clan, it was just a vassal force at the mercy of it.
And Dongguo Clan, as one of the seven ancient giants today, is not really covering the sky with one hand, and no one dares to provoke it.
Because just today, a young man like an immortal in the sky killed the Dongguo Clan's strong blood into a river!
"A crime!"
Yu Jiu really sighed.
The big figures in Yuntian Shrine all looked complicated.
What happened today could have ended when Dong Guofeng was defeated, and the grudge between Su Yi and Dongguo could have only happened between Dongguofeng and Su Yi.
But the appearance of Dong Guohai and others shattered all of this!
In the end, Dong Guohai and others paid the price with their lives for this. What is this not called sin?
At this time, Dongguo Feng seemed to have recovered his senses. He didn't even accept the mysterious burning talisman. He was alone and walked towards the distance.
"Young Master! Where are you going?"
A strong Dongguo clan couldn't help asking.
Dong Guofeng ignored it.
His hair was disheveled, his torn clothes had long been soaked with blood, and the scars on his thin body had not really healed.
In the previous duel, he was seriously injured.
But at this time, he didn't seem to care about this at all, walking alone in the world.
The solitary figure added a desolate and lonely taste.
In the sunset.
Dong Guofeng's figure gradually drifted away, disappearing into the vast world.
Seeing this, everyone felt sad.
February seventeen.
In front of the Yuntian Shrine, Su Yi defeated Dong Guo Feng, the leader of the younger generation of the Dong Guo clan, beheaded Dong Guo Hai and other seven great cultivators in the spirit phase, and walked away with Wen Xin Zhao.
It is foreseeable that when this news comes out, the world is bound to shake, and there will be an uproar in Daxia!
...
What impact will this battle have on
Su Yi didn't care about the sound and the storm.
He came to Yuntian Shrine here to pick up Wen Xinzhao.
However, he did admire Dong Guofeng quite a bit.
Even if they are opposed to each other, this does not prevent Su Yi from recognizing Dongguofeng's kendo accomplishments.
"Swords, sword intent, and cultivation can't compare to a sword heart that is as tough as iron, and even the most blunt person in talent, as long as there is such a sword heart, it will go further and further on this sword path. "
"This is the so-called drop of water, a long-term effort."
"Of course, no matter how talented or aptitude is, being able to strive hard on the Great Dao and never give up is a trait that is very difficult for ordinary people to possess."
In a dilapidated Taoist temple abandoned in the wilderness, the bonfire was raging, Su Yi lay lazily in the rattan chair, his head resting on his arms, and his body was loose.
Wen Xinzhao, Qing Ya, and Han Yan are sitting on the side, or they are bright and beautiful, or pure and innocent, or quiet and beautiful.
"This time Dongguofeng has been hit hard, and his mood has also been impacted. If he can get out, his mood will definitely be improved."
When Su Yi said this, he reached out and took out the jug and took a sip.
Qingya asked curiously, "Brother Su Yi, you said that on the road, hard work is more important, or talent is more important?"
Su Yi smiled and said, "For the vast majority of cultivators in the world, it's not yet time to fight for talent. When you really want to fight for talent, it means that your own cultivation has encountered a bottleneck."
"What's more, the path of cultivation is full of all possibilities. No matter how stupid a cultivator is, with the breakthrough of the cultivation realm, his aptitude and talent will also change accordingly."
"Not to mention, there is never a shortage of luck, opportunity and fate in this world, and there is no shortage of magical medicines and powers that can change a cultivator's talent, and all of this is inseparable from one's own efforts."
Hearing these words, Wen Xinzhao and Han Yan were both deeply moved.
Qing Ya said crisply: "I understand, on the road of cultivation, as long as you work hard, you will have the opportunity to change everything. As for talent, even if you go against the sky, it will be in vain if you don't work hard."
Su Yi nodded and said, "Not bad."
"It can be seen that even if he is an enemy, Brother Su appreciates that Dong Guofeng very much."
Wen Xinzhao pursed his lips and smiled.
Su Yi said casually, "Compared to him, I appreciate your kendo savvy more. Speaking of which, it reminds me of one thing."
"In the past, there were two old monks who played Jifeng."
"One said that the body is a bodhi tree, and the mind is a bright mirror. Always wipe away, and don't make dust."
"One said that there is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stage.
"Who do you think is the best?"
Speaking of this, Su Yi looked at Wen Xinzhao.
Qing Ya interjected: "It must be the second one."
The real cold smoke also nodded.
Wen Xinzhao hesitated for a moment, then said, "If it is based on comprehension, naturally the second is the highest, but if it is practice, then the first is the highest."
Su Yi said with a smile: "You understand that, it's not wrong. There are many different views on these two sentences in Buddhism. But in the eyes of sword cultivators like me, these two sentences can be understood as complementing each other."
"Complement each other?"
Wen Xinzhao and others were puzzled.
Su Yi said: "The first sentence focuses on training and sharpening the Tao, and the second sentence focuses on a word of enlightenment. Only by brushing it from time to time can one have an epiphany and break through."
Wen Xinzhao thought for a while before he said, "I'm not a Buddhist monk, but I feel that Brother Su's cognition best fits my cognition."
Su Yi said with a smile: "Your understanding of swordsmanship is far better than Dong Guofeng, but remember to practice in the future, you must always brush and sharpen yourself.
Just do it. "
Wen Xinzhao was shocked, and only then did he realize that Su Yi was taking the opportunity to direct him!
The girl's star eyes were firm and she said softly: "Brother Su, rest assured, the heart will be remembered in your heart."
The bonfire is raging.
Time ticks by.
Su Yi had already told Wen Xinzhao that they would go to Daxia Jiuding City first.
Wen Xinzhao and others naturally have no opinion.
However, Wen Xinzhao was a little worried about how to settle Hanyan Zhenren and Qingya.
After all, the three of them have already left Yuntian Divine Palace from today onwards and become helpless cultivators.
Wen Xinzhao told Su Yi this concern.
Su Yi said with a smile: "Don't worry, when that splendid world really comes, the forces in this world are destined to be reshuffled again. In the end, who will have the last laugh, no one knows. Can."
Wen Xinzhao nodded.
It was late at night, the wilderness was silent, and occasionally there was the sound of wild beasts roaring.
Suddenly—
Su Yi raised his eyebrows and looked outside the Taoist Temple.
At the same time, a faint bell rang in the deep night, melodious and melodious, revealing a strange and mysterious atmosphere.
How could this bell... appear in this world?
Su Yi was stunned, his eyes were full of astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it.
After a while, he quietly stood up, "Xinzhao, you stay here and wait, I'll go out for a walk."
With that said, he stepped out of this dilapidated Taoist temple.
The night is like ink, without stars or moon.
on the wilderness.
A lonely figure, walking aimlessly.
His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, his face was pale and wooden, his eyes were empty, as if he were out of his body.
It is Dongguo Feng!
Suddenly, a melodious bell rang in the night sky.
Dong Guofeng's body froze, and his originally dazed mind suddenly came to his senses.
He looked up and found himself in a completely unfamiliar mountain.
"I thought that my sword was as iron as iron. Even if the sky was turned upside down, it would still be unshakable. I never thought that today I was hit to the point where my state of mind was lost and lost..."
Dong Guofeng sighed.
He has realized how dangerous his previous state of mind was. If it weren't for the melodious bell, it is very likely that he would still be in that state of confusion, like a walking corpse!
bells?
Wait, where did the bells come from in this wilderness?
Dong Guofeng was puzzled. He glanced around and suddenly saw that a little light was lit at an unknown time under the darkness of the night.
Isn't that a temple?
Dongguo Fengxiao walked over.
When he arrived, he saw a bamboo building standing in the dark in front of a mountain.
The bamboo building has only two floors, and there is only a solitary lantern hanging in front of the eaves of the gate. The light is orange, and the light and shadow sprinkled are full of warm taste.
Heaven and earth are dark, but a light is always on.
That gleam of light exudes an indescribable aura in this dark night, making people feel calm and warm when they look at it.
Dong Guofeng looked up.
I saw a plaque hanging on the door of the bamboo building.
It has two big characters written on it: Pawnshop!
Under the light of that orange lantern, these two words flickered on and off, adding a mysterious color.
"How can a pawn shop appear alone in the wilderness?"
Dong Guofeng realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't help but feel a little curiosity in his heart.
Want to go in and find out!
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The mysterious burning talisman floated in front of him.
However, Dong Guofeng seemed to turn a blind eye and remained silent.
Undoubtedly, the leader of the younger generation of the Dongguo clan suffered too heavy a blow.
Even with his sturdy and condensed sword heart, he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment.
Seeing this, everyone present sighed.
In this battle, the Dongguo Clan lost too much!
First, Dong Guo Feng, who ranked seventh in the star list, was completely defeated by Su Yi in the one-on-one fight.
Immediately after, the seven big figures of the Dongguo clan, led by Dongguo Hai, were swept away by Su Yi with a single sword!
Everyone knows that today's battle is definitely a severe blow to the Dongguo Clan, one of the seven ancient giants!
"Xinzhao girl, let's go."
In the depressing and silent atmosphere, Su Yi seemed to be okay, smiled and waved to Wen Xinzhao and the others.
"it is good!"
Wen Xinzhao promised.
Immediately, she left with Han Yan Zhenren, Qing Ya, and Su Yi.
From beginning to end, no one dared to stop him, whether it was the headmaster of Yuntian Shrine, Yu Jiuzhen and the others, or the Dongguo clan experts headed by Dongguo Feng!
"God is there, but he doesn't know it..."
The middle-aged scribe who had walked with Su Yi all the way to the Yuntian Shrine couldn't help but murmured.
The boys and girls around him were all dumbfounded.
They used to be full of longing, thinking that as long as they could enter the Yuntian Shrine for cultivation, they could leap over the dragon gate and change the trajectory of their lives on the way of cultivation.
But when witnessing the scene before.
It was only then that they suddenly discovered a cruel thing. It was as powerful as the Yuntian Shrine, and in front of the Dongguo Clan, it was just a vassal force at the mercy of it.
And Dongguo Clan, as one of the seven ancient giants today, is not really covering the sky with one hand, and no one dares to provoke it.
Because just today, a young man like an immortal in the sky killed the Dongguo Clan's strong blood into a river!
"A crime!"
Yu Jiu really sighed.
The big figures in Yuntian Shrine all looked complicated.
What happened today could have ended when Dong Guofeng was defeated, and the grudge between Su Yi and Dongguo could have only happened between Dongguofeng and Su Yi.
But the appearance of Dong Guohai and others shattered all of this!
In the end, Dong Guohai and others paid the price with their lives for this. What is this not called sin?
At this time, Dongguo Feng seemed to have recovered his senses. He didn't even accept the mysterious burning talisman. He was alone and walked towards the distance.
"Young Master! Where are you going?"
A strong Dongguo clan couldn't help asking.
Dong Guofeng ignored it.
His hair was disheveled, his torn clothes had long been soaked with blood, and the scars on his thin body had not really healed.
In the previous duel, he was seriously injured.
But at this time, he didn't seem to care about this at all, walking alone in the world.
The solitary figure added a desolate and lonely taste.
In the sunset.
Dong Guofeng's figure gradually drifted away, disappearing into the vast world.
Seeing this, everyone felt sad.
February seventeen.
In front of the Yuntian Shrine, Su Yi defeated Dong Guo Feng, the leader of the younger generation of the Dong Guo clan, beheaded Dong Guo Hai and other seven great cultivators in the spirit phase, and walked away with Wen Xin Zhao.
It is foreseeable that when this news comes out, the world is bound to shake, and there will be an uproar in Daxia!
...
What impact will this battle have on
Su Yi didn't care about the sound and the storm.
He came to Yuntian Shrine here to pick up Wen Xinzhao.
However, he did admire Dong Guofeng quite a bit.
Even if they are opposed to each other, this does not prevent Su Yi from recognizing Dongguofeng's kendo accomplishments.
"Swords, sword intent, and cultivation can't compare to a sword heart that is as tough as iron, and even the most blunt person in talent, as long as there is such a sword heart, it will go further and further on this sword path. "
"This is the so-called drop of water, a long-term effort."
"Of course, no matter how talented or aptitude is, being able to strive hard on the Great Dao and never give up is a trait that is very difficult for ordinary people to possess."
In a dilapidated Taoist temple abandoned in the wilderness, the bonfire was raging, Su Yi lay lazily in the rattan chair, his head resting on his arms, and his body was loose.
Wen Xinzhao, Qing Ya, and Han Yan are sitting on the side, or they are bright and beautiful, or pure and innocent, or quiet and beautiful.
"This time Dongguofeng has been hit hard, and his mood has also been impacted. If he can get out, his mood will definitely be improved."
When Su Yi said this, he reached out and took out the jug and took a sip.
Qingya asked curiously, "Brother Su Yi, you said that on the road, hard work is more important, or talent is more important?"
Su Yi smiled and said, "For the vast majority of cultivators in the world, it's not yet time to fight for talent. When you really want to fight for talent, it means that your own cultivation has encountered a bottleneck."
"What's more, the path of cultivation is full of all possibilities. No matter how stupid a cultivator is, with the breakthrough of the cultivation realm, his aptitude and talent will also change accordingly."
"Not to mention, there is never a shortage of luck, opportunity and fate in this world, and there is no shortage of magical medicines and powers that can change a cultivator's talent, and all of this is inseparable from one's own efforts."
Hearing these words, Wen Xinzhao and Han Yan were both deeply moved.
Qing Ya said crisply: "I understand, on the road of cultivation, as long as you work hard, you will have the opportunity to change everything. As for talent, even if you go against the sky, it will be in vain if you don't work hard."
Su Yi nodded and said, "Not bad."
"It can be seen that even if he is an enemy, Brother Su appreciates that Dong Guofeng very much."
Wen Xinzhao pursed his lips and smiled.
Su Yi said casually, "Compared to him, I appreciate your kendo savvy more. Speaking of which, it reminds me of one thing."
"In the past, there were two old monks who played Jifeng."
"One said that the body is a bodhi tree, and the mind is a bright mirror. Always wipe away, and don't make dust."
"One said that there is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stage.
"Who do you think is the best?"
Speaking of this, Su Yi looked at Wen Xinzhao.
Qing Ya interjected: "It must be the second one."
The real cold smoke also nodded.
Wen Xinzhao hesitated for a moment, then said, "If it is based on comprehension, naturally the second is the highest, but if it is practice, then the first is the highest."
Su Yi said with a smile: "You understand that, it's not wrong. There are many different views on these two sentences in Buddhism. But in the eyes of sword cultivators like me, these two sentences can be understood as complementing each other."
"Complement each other?"
Wen Xinzhao and others were puzzled.
Su Yi said: "The first sentence focuses on training and sharpening the Tao, and the second sentence focuses on a word of enlightenment. Only by brushing it from time to time can one have an epiphany and break through."
Wen Xinzhao thought for a while before he said, "I'm not a Buddhist monk, but I feel that Brother Su's cognition best fits my cognition."
Su Yi said with a smile: "Your understanding of swordsmanship is far better than Dong Guofeng, but remember to practice in the future, you must always brush and sharpen yourself.
Just do it. "
Wen Xinzhao was shocked, and only then did he realize that Su Yi was taking the opportunity to direct him!
The girl's star eyes were firm and she said softly: "Brother Su, rest assured, the heart will be remembered in your heart."
The bonfire is raging.
Time ticks by.
Su Yi had already told Wen Xinzhao that they would go to Daxia Jiuding City first.
Wen Xinzhao and others naturally have no opinion.
However, Wen Xinzhao was a little worried about how to settle Hanyan Zhenren and Qingya.
After all, the three of them have already left Yuntian Divine Palace from today onwards and become helpless cultivators.
Wen Xinzhao told Su Yi this concern.
Su Yi said with a smile: "Don't worry, when that splendid world really comes, the forces in this world are destined to be reshuffled again. In the end, who will have the last laugh, no one knows. Can."
Wen Xinzhao nodded.
It was late at night, the wilderness was silent, and occasionally there was the sound of wild beasts roaring.
Suddenly—
Su Yi raised his eyebrows and looked outside the Taoist Temple.
At the same time, a faint bell rang in the deep night, melodious and melodious, revealing a strange and mysterious atmosphere.
How could this bell... appear in this world?
Su Yi was stunned, his eyes were full of astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it.
After a while, he quietly stood up, "Xinzhao, you stay here and wait, I'll go out for a walk."
With that said, he stepped out of this dilapidated Taoist temple.
The night is like ink, without stars or moon.
on the wilderness.
A lonely figure, walking aimlessly.
His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, his face was pale and wooden, his eyes were empty, as if he were out of his body.
It is Dongguo Feng!
Suddenly, a melodious bell rang in the night sky.
Dong Guofeng's body froze, and his originally dazed mind suddenly came to his senses.
He looked up and found himself in a completely unfamiliar mountain.
"I thought that my sword was as iron as iron. Even if the sky was turned upside down, it would still be unshakable. I never thought that today I was hit to the point where my state of mind was lost and lost..."
Dong Guofeng sighed.
He has realized how dangerous his previous state of mind was. If it weren't for the melodious bell, it is very likely that he would still be in that state of confusion, like a walking corpse!
bells?
Wait, where did the bells come from in this wilderness?
Dong Guofeng was puzzled. He glanced around and suddenly saw that a little light was lit at an unknown time under the darkness of the night.
Isn't that a temple?
Dongguo Fengxiao walked over.
When he arrived, he saw a bamboo building standing in the dark in front of a mountain.
The bamboo building has only two floors, and there is only a solitary lantern hanging in front of the eaves of the gate. The light is orange, and the light and shadow sprinkled are full of warm taste.
Heaven and earth are dark, but a light is always on.
That gleam of light exudes an indescribable aura in this dark night, making people feel calm and warm when they look at it.
Dong Guofeng looked up.
I saw a plaque hanging on the door of the bamboo building.
It has two big characters written on it: Pawnshop!
Under the light of that orange lantern, these two words flickered on and off, adding a mysterious color.
"How can a pawn shop appear alone in the wilderness?"
Dong Guofeng realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't help but feel a little curiosity in his heart.
Want to go in and find out!
The mysterious burning talisman floated in front of him. However, Dong Guofeng seemed to turn a blind eye and remained silent. Undoubtedly, the leader of the younger generation of the Dongguo clan suffered too heavy a blow. Even with his sturdy and condensed sword heart, he couldn't come back to his senses for a moment. Seeing this, everyone present sighed. In this battle, the Dongguo Clan lost too much! First, Dong Guo Feng, who ranked seventh in the star list, was completely defeated by Su Yi in the one-on-one fight. Immediately after, the seven big figures of the Dongguo clan, led by Dongguo Hai, were swept away by Su Yi with a single sword! Everyone knows that today's battle is definitely a severe blow to the Dongguo Clan, one of the seven ancient giants! "Xinzhao girl, let's go." In the depressing and silent atmosphere, Su Yi seemed to be okay, smiled and waved to Wen Xinzhao and the others. "it is good!" Wen Xinzhao promised. Immediately, she left with Han Yan Zhenren, Qing Ya, and Su Yi. From beginning to end, no one dared to stop him, whether it was the headmaster of Yuntian Shrine, Yu Jiuzhen and the others, or the Dongguo clan experts headed by Dongguo Feng! "God is there, but he doesn't know it..." The middle-aged scribe who had walked with Su Yi all the way to the Yuntian Shrine couldn't help but murmured. The boys and girls around him were all dumbfounded. They used to be full of longing, thinking that as long as they could enter the Yuntian Shrine for cultivation, they could leap over the dragon gate and change the trajectory of their lives on the way of cultivation. But when witnessing the scene before. It was only then that they suddenly discovered a cruel thing. It was as powerful as the Yuntian Shrine, and in front of the Dongguo Clan, it was just a vassal force at the mercy of it. And Dongguo Clan, as one of the seven ancient giants today, is not really covering the sky with one hand, and no one dares to provoke it. Because just today, a young man like an immortal in the sky killed the Dongguo Clan's strong blood into a river! "A crime!" Yu Jiu really sighed. The big figures in Yuntian Shrine all looked complicated. What happened today could have ended when Dong Guofeng was defeated, and the grudge between Su Yi and Dongguo could have only happened between Dongguofeng and Su Yi. But the appearance of Dong Guohai and others shattered all of this! In the end, Dong Guohai and others paid the price with their lives for this. What is this not called sin? At this time, Dongguo Feng seemed to have recovered his senses. He didn't even accept the mysterious burning talisman. He was alone and walked towards the distance. "Young Master! Where are you going?" A strong Dongguo clan couldn't help asking. Dong Guofeng ignored it. His hair was disheveled, his torn clothes had long been soaked with blood, and the scars on his thin body had not really healed. In the previous duel, he was seriously injured. But at this time, he didn't seem to care about this at all, walking alone in the world. The solitary figure added a desolate and lonely taste. In the sunset. Dong Guofeng's figure gradually drifted away, disappearing into the vast world. Seeing this, everyone felt sad. February seventeen. In front of the Yuntian Shrine, Su Yi defeated Dong Guo Feng, the leader of the younger generation of the Dong Guo clan, beheaded Dong Guo Hai and other seven great cultivators in the spirit phase, and walked away with Wen Xin Zhao. It is foreseeable that when this news comes out, the world is bound to shake, and there will be an uproar in Daxia! ... What impact will this battle have on Su Yi didn't care about the sound and the storm. He came to Yuntian Shrine here to pick up Wen Xinzhao. However, he did admire Dong Guofeng quite a bit. Even if they are opposed to each other, this does not prevent Su Yi from recognizing Dongguofeng's kendo accomplishments. "Swords, sword intent, and cultivation can't compare to a sword heart that is as tough as iron, and even the most blunt person in talent, as long as there is such a sword heart, it will go further and further on this sword path. " "This is the so-called drop of water, a long-term effort." "Of course, no matter how talented or aptitude is, being able to strive hard on the Great Dao and never give up is a trait that is very difficult for ordinary people to possess." In a dilapidated Taoist temple abandoned in the wilderness, the bonfire was raging, Su Yi lay lazily in the rattan chair, his head resting on his arms, and his body was loose. Wen Xinzhao, Qing Ya, and Han Yan are sitting on the side, or they are bright and beautiful, or pure and innocent, or quiet and beautiful. "This time Dongguofeng has been hit hard, and his mood has also been impacted. If he can get out, his mood will definitely be improved." When Su Yi said this, he reached out and took out the jug and took a sip. Qingya asked curiously, "Brother Su Yi, you said that on the road, hard work is more important, or talent is more important?" Su Yi smiled and said, "For the vast majority of cultivators in the world, it's not yet time to fight for talent. When you really want to fight for talent, it means that your own cultivation has encountered a bottleneck." "What's more, the path of cultivation is full of all possibilities. No matter how stupid a cultivator is, with the breakthrough of the cultivation realm, his aptitude and talent will also change accordingly." "Not to mention, there is never a shortage of luck, opportunity and fate in this world, and there is no shortage of magical medicines and powers that can change a cultivator's talent, and all of this is inseparable from one's own efforts." Hearing these words, Wen Xinzhao and Han Yan were both deeply moved. Qing Ya said crisply: "I understand, on the road of cultivation, as long as you work hard, you will have the opportunity to change everything. As for talent, even if you go against the sky, it will be in vain if you don't work hard." Su Yi nodded and said, "Not bad." "It can be seen that even if he is an enemy, Brother Su appreciates that Dong Guofeng very much." Wen Xinzhao pursed his lips and smiled. Su Yi said casually, "Compared to him, I appreciate your kendo savvy more. Speaking of which, it reminds me of one thing." "In the past, there were two old monks who played Jifeng." "One said that the body is a bodhi tree, and the mind is a bright mirror. Always wipe away, and don't make dust." "One said that there is no tree in Bodhi, and the mirror is not a stage. "Who do you think is the best?" Speaking of this, Su Yi looked at Wen Xinzhao. Qing Ya interjected: "It must be the second one." The real cold smoke also nodded. Wen Xinzhao hesitated for a moment, then said, "If it is based on comprehension, naturally the second is the highest, but if it is practice, then the first is the highest." Su Yi said with a smile: "You understand that, it's not wrong. There are many different views on these two sentences in Buddhism. But in the eyes of sword cultivators like me, these two sentences can be understood as complementing each other." "Complement each other?" Wen Xinzhao and others were puzzled. Su Yi said: "The first sentence focuses on training and sharpening the Tao, and the second sentence focuses on a word of enlightenment. Only by brushing it from time to time can one have an epiphany and break through." Wen Xinzhao thought for a while before he said, "I'm not a Buddhist monk, but I feel that Brother Su's cognition best fits my cognition." Su Yi said with a smile: "Your understanding of swordsmanship is far better than Dong Guofeng, but remember to practice in the future, you must always brush and sharpen yourself. Just do it. " Wen Xinzhao was shocked, and only then did he realize that Su Yi was taking the opportunity to direct him! The girl's star eyes were firm and she said softly: "Brother Su, rest assured, the heart will be remembered in your heart." The bonfire is raging. Time ticks by. Su Yi had already told Wen Xinzhao that they would go to Daxia Jiuding City first. Wen Xinzhao and others naturally have no opinion. However, Wen Xinzhao was a little worried about how to settle Hanyan Zhenren and Qingya. After all, the three of them have already left Yuntian Divine Palace from today onwards and become helpless cultivators. Wen Xinzhao told Su Yi this concern. Su Yi said with a smile: "Don't worry, when that splendid world really comes, the forces in this world are destined to be reshuffled again. In the end, who will have the last laugh, no one knows. Can." Wen Xinzhao nodded. It was late at night, the wilderness was silent, and occasionally there was the sound of wild beasts roaring. Suddenly Su Yi raised his eyebrows and looked outside the Taoist Temple. At the same time, a faint bell rang in the deep night, melodious and melodious, revealing a strange and mysterious atmosphere. How could this bell... appear in this world? Su Yi was stunned, his eyes were full of astonishment, as if he couldn't believe it. After a while, he quietly stood up, "Xinzhao, you stay here and wait, I'll go out for a walk." With that said, he stepped out of this dilapidated Taoist temple. The night is like ink, without stars or moon. on the wilderness. A lonely figure, walking aimlessly. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, his face was pale and wooden, his eyes were empty, as if he were out of his body. It is Dongguo Feng! Suddenly, a melodious bell rang in the night sky. Dong Guofeng's body froze, and his originally dazed mind suddenly came to his senses. He looked up and found himself in a completely unfamiliar mountain. "I thought that my sword was as iron as iron. Even if the sky was turned upside down, it would still be unshakable. I never thought that today I was hit to the point where my state of mind was lost and lost..." Dong Guofeng sighed. He has realized how dangerous his previous state of mind was. If it weren't for the melodious bell, it is very likely that he would still be in that state of confusion, like a walking corpse! bells? Wait, where did the bells come from in this wilderness? Dong Guofeng was puzzled. He glanced around and suddenly saw that a little light was lit at an unknown time under the darkness of the night. Isn't that a temple? Dongguo Fengxiao walked over. When he arrived, he saw a bamboo building standing in the dark in front of a mountain. The bamboo building has only two floors, and there is only a solitary lantern hanging in front of the eaves of the gate. The light is orange, and the light and shadow sprinkled are full of warm taste. Heaven and earth are dark, but a light is always on. That gleam of light exudes an indescribable aura in this dark night, making people feel calm and warm when they look at it. Dong Guofeng looked up. I saw a plaque hanging on the door of the bamboo building. It has two big characters written on it: Pawnshop! Under the light of that orange lantern, these two words flickered on and off, adding a mysterious color. "How can a pawn shop appear alone in the wilderness?" Dong Guofeng realized that something was wrong, but he couldn't help but feel a little curiosity in his heart. Want to go in and find out!
