The sword slashed into the fiery sun.

Qin Xianyu's eyes were calm.

The fiery sun was right in front of him, but he only thought it was a stick of incense, and only thought it was a burning incense head.

This sword fell suddenly like he swung his sword thousands of times to split the incense pillar.

The sword blade slashed over the harsh sun.

The scattered sun rose sharply, expanding to a size of three meters in size, occupying the entire courtyard.

In an instant, Qin Xianyu felt that he was in a furnace, surrounded by raging flames and scorching heat waves.

It fell into the eyes of everyone, as if Yuhua Daojun slashed into the fiery sun with his sword, and fell into the fiery sun with himself, and was shrouded in the fiery sunlight and covered his figure.

It's like a moth to a fire!

The blazing light bursting out at this moment was as bright as flames, filling the courtyard.

Even if the Gangsha figures on the shelf are very dazzling even though they are very far apart, they feel very dazzling. Even the five older figures with perfect Gangsha figures still narrow their eyes slightly.

However, the scene reflected in the pond was only a bright light.

The entire pond seemed to be filled with a blazing red light, as if facing the fierce sun, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Just then, the old fortune teller holding the long banner waved his hand.

The blazing light finally became a little softer.

Some knowledgeable monks were shocked. The old man seemed to wave his hand in a dull wave, but there was no movement, but the light in the pond became much softer. This method was not revealed or revealed, and it could be called returning to nature.

"Who is this old man?"

Someone thought in surprise.

Many other people have been so excited by the light that their eyes are flowing through tears. Even if those who practice Taoism use true energy to protect their eyes, and those who practice martial arts practice eye skills, they are useless. All their eyes are red and there is a large amount of confusion in front of them.

And in the Imperial Heaven Prison, the pond is also shining brightly, dazzling.

Qiu Guan Tang Xuanli was quick-witted and flipped his hands. Suddenly, a light fell from his hands and sank into the water.

He Lang and other disciples praised him.

Tang Xuanli waved his hand slightly and said, "The Night Light Bead is soft, but I just block the light, which is not a big skill. It is said that Lao Luo from the south of the city sank into the pond with the male and female gray frogs in Tianshan. The light there is from the eyes of the gray frogs, which is not as soft as the Night Light Bead. The light there is truly fierce."

The disciples suddenly realized.

He Lang looked at the red light in the water, took a deep breath, and asked, "Teacher, who do you think the two of them can win in a head-on fight?"

Tang Xuanli frowned slightly and pondered, "Chen Yuan has a high cultivation level, and he has a treasure like Dongyue Yuyang ruler. He also uses the secret technique of "Sun is in the sky". It is as bright as the sun and the sun is falling in the city, with great momentum."

"As for that little Taoist priest, although a Qingli magic sword is not bad, it is said that he refined it himself. The magic sword refined with his methods must be difficult to compare with the dragon and tiger magic weapon like Dongyue Yuyang Ruler."

"In addition, the little Taoist priest's cultivation is inferior. Moreover, judging from his methods, he only relied on the thirteen white qi to bless the sword, and then used strange techniques to cut out the sword. It seemed that there was no difference from the previous move. I am afraid it would be difficult to resist the secret technique "The Sun is in the Sky" used by Chen Yuan."

Listening to Tang Xuanli's comments, everyone understood that according to the teacher's intention, Chen Yuan must have beaten Yuhua Daojun. And it is very likely that the winner will be decided under this blow.

He Lang couldn't help but sneer.

When Tang Xuanli heard his laughter coldly, his brows frowned slightly. He turned his head and wanted to scold him, but when he turned his head, he couldn't help but look shocked.

The disciples turned their heads and saw a man in white standing quietly behind him, standing under the green tree.

Under the green tree, the man in white was tall and stood with his hands behind his back, like a bright white moon, out of the world. There was a long sword behind him, carrying it diagonally, and his spirit was full of strength.

After careful sensing, I felt that he was not distinguished from the surrounding environment, as if he was an indispensable part of it.

He didn't know how long he had stood behind him.

It seemed that even the Gangsha was perfect. As the teacher who was one of the five senses of the Imperial Heaven Supervision, he only turned around and found out that the person was coming. Before that, he seemed to have no idea.

Everyone showed horror.

Then he saw Tang Xuanli bowing and saying, "I have met Mr. Lin Jingtang."

Lin Jingtang looked calm and nodded slightly. His eyes fell into the pond, as if through the scorching sunlight, they fell into the two figures inside.

Tang Xuanli followed his gaze and found that his eyes seemed to fall on the little Taoist priest.

Many young disciples of the Imperial Heaven Supervision all held their breath when facing this peerless sword immortal known as the God of Killing.

Lin Jingtang watched quietly for a long time.

Tang Xuanli hurriedly ordered someone to bring a seat and asked Lin Jingtang to sit down to watch the battle.

"What's the best thing about the two juniors fighting?"

Lin Jingtang's expression was still calm and slightly indifferent. He glanced at the pond and said, "The victory and the outcome are decided, so it's better not to watch."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Everyone, including Tang Xuanli, breathed a sigh of relief.

No one saw it. When Lin Jingtang turned around, a solemn look gradually appeared in his extremely indifferent eyes.

No one knew that at this moment, he slowly said in his heart: "Dao Sword..."

...

Inside the room.

A basin of clear water was placed on the table, and there was a luminous bead in the water. The reflection inside was reflected on the water surface. Suddenly, the clear water was reflected on the figures of Qin Xianyu and Chen Yuan.

Mr. Sikong watched quietly without saying a word.

Next to him, there was another person, about forty, with a pale face and no beard dressed as a scholar, which was quite elegant.

When Mr. Sikong saw the little Taoist priest's mouth burst out from his mouth and blessing it on the sword, his eyes slightly condensed. When the little Taoist priest slashed into the fiery sun with his sword and was shrouded by the fiery sun, the deputy chief of the Imperial Heavenly Prison suddenly had a serious eyebrows.

The luminous beads shine brightly, and this pot of clear water shines brightly on the entire room.

Both of them in the room were of high-level cultivation, but they were not moved.

Mr. Sikong was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Zhou Zhubu, what kind of cultivation do you think this little Taoist priest is?"

There are Master Yuan Shoufeng, the Imperial Heavenly Prison, and Mr. Sikong, the Deputy Master of Master Sikong. Both of them are real people of Longhu. They have a high status and rarely pay attention to them unless they are important matters.

Next, there was another chief clerk whose cultivation was perfect. His status was second only to Mr. Yuan and Mr. Sikong, but he was higher than that of the rest of the Imperial Heavenly Prison. He actually presided over many things. If there were no major events on weekdays, this chief clerk was the real person in charge of the Imperial Heavenly Prison.

Zhou Zhubu, dressed as a scholar, was slightly stunned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Although he saw that every sword was very extraordinary, he was comparable to the Tiangang figure, I think there was a secret method to bless him. According to this calculation, this boy should be the cultivation level of the Earth Demon."

Mr. Sikong nodded slightly and said calmly: "Chief Zhou has already started to move the furnace and change the tripod?"

Zhou Zhuanbu whispered: "I was lucky enough to die, but I had already moved the furnace and changed the cauldron, pulled the Kan and filled the Li, and turned the acquired heaven into the innate."

Mr. Sikong praised: "I have added another real person from Longhu in the Imperial Heaven."

Zhou Zhuan Chu smiled bitterly and said, "Mr. Sikong, don't praise him. Although I have pulled Kan and filled Li, I have transformed the acquired Bagua in my body into the innate world. But I have not been able to subdue the dragon and the tiger. How can I be considered a real person of the dragon and the tiger?"

"You are humble." Mr. Sikong said: "Okay, since you don't want to reveal it, don't let the outside world pass. People outside only think that you are perfect in Gangsha, and do not know that you have returned to the innate realm and have achieved the first realm of dragon and tiger, which can be considered a little hidden."

Zhuan Zhou bowed his head and should be right.

Mr. Sikong quietly watched the severity of the sun in the clear water for a long time, raised his eyebrows slightly, and after a moment, he suddenly said, "Zhou Zhuan, I have to trouble you to invite Lord Shouzheng back."

Although Zhou Zhuan was also interested in watching it, he immediately calmed down and bowed to the point when he heard Mr. Sikong's order.

The Confucian scholar dressed as a scholar took the order and left. However, when he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped. He quickly turned around and whispered: "Mr. Lin Jingtang, I've returned early this morning."

Mr. Sikong's eyes were slightly condensed and he nodded.

Zhuzhu Zhou left the room and closed the door again.

Mr. Sikong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Jingtang, the god of killing, almost killed more than half of the Gangsha figures in the Holy Dynasties of the Great Deity. Although most of these people have ulterior motives and are intentionally unfavorable to the Imperial Heaven Supervision, they are cultivators of the Holy Dynasties of the Great Deity.

At present, the practitioners in the Gangsha realm of the Great Holy Dynasties have lost half of their inheritance and have lost a lot of their inheritance. In terms of the situation of practicing Taoism, they are no longer as good as those in the neighboring Chu State.

"This time Yuan Shoufeng invited him out. Although all the people killed were ulterior motives, the Gangsha figures were lost more than half. If this matter really comes, it should be a mixed problem."

Mr. Sikong sighed in his heart: "I hope he can calm down."

Restrained his mood, Mr. Sikong landed his gaze in the basin of clear water in front of him, and his eyes fell on the little Taoist priest, shocked and suspicious.

"Only seventy-two Earth Evil Caves have been opened, which is indeed the real Earth Evil Cultivation, but why... has it been moved to the furnace and changed to the cauldron?"

Mr. Sikong's eyes were unstable.

The human body is still within the mother's womb and belongs to the innate nature, but after birth, it is acquired.

The heart belongs to fire, while the kidney belongs to water.

Inside the human body, the heart is above and the kidney is below.

Fire is above and water is below, which is the acquired Bagua.

Only those who move the furnace and change the cauldron, reverse the yin and yang, and melt the water and fire, can they be considered to be from the acquired realm and return to the innate realm.

Although the internal organs have not moved, after the cauldron is replaced, the Yin and Yang water and fire are melted, and the positions of Kan and Li water and fire have changed. It has been considered to shift the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, so it is considered to be the innate.

Once you enter the innate realm, it can almost be considered as stepping into the realm of dragon and tiger with half a foot, so it is also called the first realm of dragon and tiger.

Mr. Sikong's eyes became more and more serious.

Only seventy-two Earth Evil Caves were opened on the young Taoist priest. However, judging from the thirteen white qi that blessed the Qingli sword, it was clearly innate, and except for the real innate figure, it could not be conceived and born.

"Open the seventy-two Earth Evil Caves, which belongs to the cultivation level of Earth Evil."

"Move the furnace and change the tripod, pull the Kan and fill the Li, and change the Yin and Yang, you are already innate, the first realm of dragon and tiger."

Mr. Sikong looked at the figure in the water and said to himself: "But what kind of cultivation is this situation?"

Suddenly, the storm of the clear water exploded.

Radiant.

A figure flew backwards from the scorching sun and sprinkled blood in the air.

"Who is that?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!