People in the world always have many misunderstandings about practitioners, believing that the end of the path of practice is immortality. In fact, in the history of the Central Continent for thousands of years, practitioners have been like crucian carp crossing the river, but there is no one who can truly reach the so-called realm of immortality, let alone the ascension that exists in myths and legends.

Although the Yuan Ling can indeed increase life span, compared with ordinary people, practitioners can indeed prolong their lifespan, but that is also limitless. A two hundred-year-old cultivator is already considered old. Li Chun, the leader of the contemporary Tianqingsi cabinet, is recognized as the first person in the court and one of the five great masters in the Middle Ages in the world, and is only 227 years old. He has already begun to arrange things behind him and cultivate the next generation of Tianqingsi successors.

The longest-lived practitioner who can be found in history was the last national teacher of the previous dynasty, Dao Ren Qianyuan, who was attacked and killed by Taizu and the first leader of the Tianqingsi Department, at the age of 340, almost as long as the country's destiny.

At this point, the various alien beast mountain spirits on the Zhongzhou continent have great advantages over humans. For example, the dragons and alien tigers that have been suppressed in Daze Mountain have had a lifespan of at least a thousand years, witnessing the rise and fall of the three dynasties.

Since monks cannot live forever, where can they come from when practicing?

Of course, it is a force that ordinary people cannot reach!

At this time, Cao Xiyun responded to the power comparison between practitioners and the secular world to the extreme!

On the street outside Yanlou Gate, Cao Xiyun waved the patch that was not worthy of being called a sword at all. He felt like he was entering a no-man in the military formation of hundreds of people, walking freely! Four people from Panlong Academy and Fei Bo and Sangouzi followed closely behind.

These soldiers were all elite defenders stationed in Luobei City by the Great Zhou court. They were used by the He family's public weapons and came to block the road to arrest people. Among them, there were also many monks accompanying the army who were in harmony. However, no matter who they faced, Cao Xiyun cut down with one sword, and there was no enemy under the sword!

Zhao Xifeng silently observed Cao Xiyun's moves all the way, and found that there were slight differences between each sword. Among the soldiers who rushed up one after another, the group of people who only wanted to hurt the enemy and did not take any ruthlessness after taking one sword, they often just broke their weapons and vomited blood and retreated. However, the few people who really had a murderous intention towards Cao Xiyun were cut into two pieces after one room, whether they were cultivators or ordinary soldiers, no exception!

Even in this case, Cao Xiyun obviously still had the strength to hold his strength. While raising his sword to meet the enemy, he smiled and said to Zhao Xifeng: "Swordsmen never value moves, nor do they value cultivation level. Instead, they must have their own swordsmanship. This swordsmanship is humanity, and it is the principle and bottom line that our swordsmen need to adhere to when walking in the world. If you know why you set up a sword."

At this time, Zhao Xifeng could not understand these things. He just stared at the cool sword light on Cao Xiyun's lingering Luo, remembering every move and every move, his heart shook and his mind, unable to control himself.

Cao Xiyun continued: "The sword in his hand is straight, so the truth in the swordsman's mind should be straight. If the right reason is straight, it will naturally be strong. When we cannot convince others with reason, we can at least repay our grievances with straightness."

Cao Xiyun spoke, and a sword that slashed out from his hand, shocking the two cultivators in the army who had joined forces to attack him to death!

Gradually, fewer and fewer soldiers and people dared to move forward. Everyone took Cao Xiyun and his group as the center and formed a circle three meters away, moving constantly with the steps of several people.

In an alley not far from Cao Xiyun and his party, two old men squatted by the wall, silently paying attention to the changes in the situation between the venue. The old man closer to the alley was dressed in ordinary green cloth clothes, like an ordinary old man in the city. Although the person next to him was squatting, his unique air condition was indelible to erase.

The old cultivator smiled bitterly at the old man in a commoner and said, "Old He, the third young master mentioned iron plate this time. According to the news that the corps just received a few days ago, the Panlong Academy and the Furong Swordsman Cao Xiyun are crossing the Huailu Plain from Mengshan. They may have passed by Luobei in about a few days. It seems that they should be them."

It turned out that the old man in public in front of him was He Luming, the contemporary head of the He family, and the one beside him was another He family worshiper Chen Wen.

He Luming pondered for a while and sneered, "Hey, I originally wanted to use that incompetent third brother to fish out of the city that was not good for my He family, but who would have thought that it attracted a shark!"

"I'm also blamed for this matter," Chen Wen said helplessly. "The Sessional Regulation is strictly prohibited from inquiring about the whereabouts of the Panlong Academy in the past few days, so as not to alarm the snake. I ordered all spies to temporarily sink, and then I missed the news that the Furong Swordsman had entered the city."

"It's over, Mr. Shen, don't say these words anymore," He Luming stood up and waved his hand, looking at the sword lights that lighted from time to time in the distance, "He just wants to know, if you join forces with Mr. Wang, plus the one in the Xicheng Army, can you suppress this person?"

Chen Wen shook his head without hesitation and said, "It is impossible. If you cross Zhiwei, you will be extraordinary. Not to mention the three of us, a few days ago, more than a dozen masters in the inner court in the Ministry did not dare to act rashly when facing this sword. I am ashamed. I even feel that even if the three of us join forces and have seen this sword, they are not much different from those ordinary soldiers."

If you encounter injustice, you will be ashamed with one sword.

This is the true and sincere pressure of the Furong Swordsman, like a mountain and a sea.

He Luming remained silent for a long time and continued to ask, "What if the city protection formation is added?"

In the Great Zhou territory, important prefectures and prefectures all have city protection formations. This is the true confidence of the Great Zhou Dynasty to resist the White Sea barbarians for many years. There were even some radical officials in the court who spoke out. Even if Miyun Pass fails and barbarians are allowed to enter the pass, as long as there is no problem with the city protection formations of each prefecture, they can still wipe out the enemy and the territory.

However, the use of such a country's important weapon can be decided by He Luming's words, which shows how terrifying the He family's power in Luobei City is!

But when he heard this, Chen Wen was shocked and said quickly: "Old He, this is absolutely impossible! Not to mention how unwise it is to use the talisman array technique in front of the next head of the Cao family, just look at the city protection formation in our Luobei City, it was the Cao family who had made it in one hand! I was worried that once the formation was opened, it would become another sharp sword hanging above our heads in the other party's hand!"

The two old men looked at each other in the alley, sighing at the same time, using all their moves, helpless.

"Since that's the case, what else can I do?" He Luming snorted coldly and shook his sleeves hard. "I had to open the city gate and send the great swordsman out of the city. Hehe, but although he had no choice, it would be too naive if he thought he could just walk to the capital smoothly. There were people waiting to deal with him on the road behind!"

Chen Wen looked at the crowd gradually leaving in the distance and sighed, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​returning to old age.

"No!" Suddenly, Chen Wen stood up as he watched the crowd move towards him, "Old He, the direction he is going is not leaving the city, but... it is He's mansion!"

He Luming's face changed drastically and he staggered and fell down.
Chapter completed!