Chen Lian took the Three Lights Divine Water to cure Chen Jianmei's injuries, but now Chen Jianmei doesn't know where he has gone, let alone life and death. Even though he is a genius who can break the formation of the Six Qing Masters, he cannot turn back time and understand what happened before.

He still knows too little about this world.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, it looked like a mirror without dust, reflecting Zhang Ruoxu's face.

He was looking at him with a smile, as if he was alive.

Chen Lian's expression remained unchanged. With a wave of his hand, the illusion was like a reflection in the water, ripples and fragmented.

He knew in his heart that the world has been disturbed by the right and wrong recently, so demonic obstacles arise.

This is why monks have passed through the nine realms of practice and attained immortality, they will live in a quiet place. Few people run around the world, but they are in order to avoid being deluded, create demonic obstacles, and hinder the diligence of Taoism.

After breaking the illusion, it was not the spiritual platform that was spotless from then on, but entered Chen Lian and gave it to Venerable Baoyue, "the body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform."

There are two sentences after that, "Wipe it frequently and do not cause dust."

It is easy to attain the Tao and is difficult to keep the Tao. At this time, I can deeply understand it.

He was not afraid of the difficulties of the future, but suddenly felt infinite passion in his heart and was full of infinite expectations for his future life. Even the disappearance of Chen Jianmei, which unexpectedly happened, seemed interesting.

The dead are gone, and the people who come will not advise you, but the people who come can still pursue you.

Looking at the bright moon again, it has already sunk westward, but the light is still bright.

He said to himself: When will it be like this moon? Even if you borrow the sunlight, you can still shine with the endless vast earth. Then it will be considered as a vain to seek the Tao.

The moon is born from the sun, just like the Tao who uses the laws of heaven and earth, and has endless power.

Although he does not form his own world, such a state is invincible in the world.

Fang Yanying woke up, her mind was dizzy and could hardly think. The sunlight outside the window was blazing and dazzling. She had never slept until so late, and her mind slowly condensed.

Suddenly I remembered yesterday that she went out to pick mustard greens for her uncle.

Later, after picking, I saw that the shadows of the cold pond were very clear and the sun was a little high, so I took a bath in the cold pond. It took me a while to see the dusk, and I was afraid that my uncle was coming back soon, so I carried the basket to the Killing View.

But as soon as she entered the Taoist temple, she found that all the other fellow disciples had died. She was worried about her master, so she hurried to the quiet room where the master forced her to guān, but saw the uncle.

Then her heart and lungs were hit hard, causing her to cough continuously, and her throat was fishy and sweet, and she was confused after a few strokes.

She looked at her clothes and found that there was indeed dry blood. She was circulating her qi. When the sword energy in her body flowed through the meridian acupoints between the heart and lungs, she felt indescribable discomfort. Then, a breath like a clear spring came out from her body, nourishing her lungs and indescribable benefits. The sword energy was like a long river, penetrated the acupoints, like a sea water that broke through the dam, endlessly.

The invisible sword technique in her body was running more and more smoothly, but in this way, the meridian acupoints were inevitably unable to bear it, which made her feel relieved and sad, and she felt numb and itchy, and she couldn't help but moan.

Then the clear spring aura continued to flow, allowing the meridians to be damaged by how much damage it was. In short, under that breath, the old view was restored in an instant. The meridians and acupoints became more and more tough during such destruction and rebirth, and the magic power of the Invisible Sword Art grew endlessly.

It turns out that this monk has a fixed number in his practice during his day, and he does not use merit or demerit to be diligent.

Because the meridian acupoints have limited bearing capacity, if you struggle too much and suffer damage, you will have to be warmed for a long time.

Fang Yanying practiced since childhood. Although her meridians were much wider than ordinary people, she still could not support her endless practice. At this time, with the help of that breath, the Invisible Sword Technique turned faster and faster. She had only practiced to the fourth level, and she stepped into the fifth level like a bamboo shoot. The moving sword energy was brave and diligent, and she continued to operate. The surrounding heaven and earth energy was poured in like a river of heaven. After a dripping turn, she entered the acupoints around her body as the raw material for the Invisible Sword Technique's sword energy.

The mysterious skill was constantly running, and he broke through the fifth level in one breath and entered the sixth level.

At this time, the sword energy condensed, like drops of water droplets, rolling around in the meridian acupoints. It was just running to the top of the sixth level, and was about to connect all the sword energy like water droplets into a stream, suddenly the spiritual platform was cleared, and the mysterious skill was running, and it stopped.

The clear spring breath in the body disappeared, and the female fell down.

Fang Yanying saw her eyes, and she only saw her uncle in front of her, pointing out a point in the middle of her eyebrows.

Seeing her eyes open, she slowly retracted her fingers. Fang Yanying felt her face hot at this time. It was not because of shyness, but because of her diligence in her magical skills and her blood and energy fluctuated. She concentrated on her face. Even without a mirror, she knew that it would be like red clouds on her face at this time.

However, the uncle of the master was elegant and had a quiet and distant temperament. He slowly infected the surroundings. Fang Yanying slowly calmed down his qi and blood, and the spiritual platform was restored to purity. He immediately sorted out some veins and asked Shen Lian: "Uncle Master, how did Senior Brother Yuan Liang and the others get there, and is my master safe?"

"If you ask me, I don't know. When I came back, they had already been taken away from their vitality. As for your master, even I can't calculate where he is now. Maybe he is not in this world anymore." Shen Lian said calmly.

Fang Yanying was shocked. But from the words of uncle's words, the whereabouts of the master did not necessarily mean something was wrong. It was a little comforting. But I also thought that the senior brothers who were still alive in the daytime were no longer there. The most sad thing in the world was separation from death, and even the Qi training man was no exception. Otherwise, the Qi training man from ancient times to the present should be committed to the way of immortality.

The voice, appearance and smile of her classmates seemed to be there, and she could never see each other again. She couldn't help but burst into tears, but she could not help but not drip.

Shen Lian didn't comfort her and went out with his hands behind his back.

There are too many sad things in real life. The more you experience, the more pain you suffer. You can see people who are close to you disappear from your own life, but you can't help it. That kind of taste is something that the most people who embark on the road to immortality must bear.

Taoism says that the Supreme Being Forgets Love is not only because the Great Way is ruthless, but because some experiences are really heartbreaking.

If Zhuang Zhou’s wife passed away, and he sang in a bowl, how could he know whether the pain in his heart had penetrated into his bones?

Shen Lian didn't feel that sadness was a useless emotion. Only then did he realize how precious life was.

If Fang Yanying could get out of this shadow, seven years later, the Lingtai Talk could bring another person there.

He didn't think he was too rational because of this. But he was in this position and had to make more plans for Qingxuan after Chen Jianmei was ignorant of life and death.

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