Longevity

The stone wall was like fog and smoke, and it could no longer hinder his sharp eyes.

He saw a stone room behind the stone wall.

It is not so much a stone room as it is a stone hall.

Wide and open, there is a nine-story altar in the center of the hall.

In the center of the altar is a jasper bed.

Sitting cross-legged on the Jasper bed was a handsome middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man has a long face, three clear beards under his jaw, eyebrows like swords, and slender to the temples.

Even if he sits quietly, he is still like an unsheathed sword, full of heroism.

Fakong turned his eyes away and saw a case of Jasper Xuan next to it, on which there was a guqin carved from Jasper.

There is an ancient book beside the guqin.

With a flash, he had already entered the stone room.

What you see is what you reach, this is the power of magic, the power of wishful thinking.

He closed his breath, appeared in front of Biyuxuan's case, and looked at the ancient book with the words "Xiaoyujianjue" written on it.

It is written in prayer.

The four words are measured by the empty end.

The four characters were quickly twisted, and there were vague numbers lingering, wandering, and flickering among them, which could not be seen clearly.

He knows how to read prayers, which is to be infused with the power of faith.

The power of belief that he now stores is huge and vast, like a sea like an abyss.

So he concentrated on the power of faith and poured it towards the four-word void.

As soon as the vast power of faith was poured in, countless small words appeared densely in Fa Kong's pupils, which appeared in an instant, and disappeared immediately.

He suddenly had a sense of enlightenment, and clearly understood the huge information contained in these four words: Xiao Yujian Jue.

Only then did he reach out and touch the ancient book lightly.

Even after a long period of time, the ancient books did not turn into fly ash when touched, but were very flexible.

This material is very special, similar to Sika Bay leaf.

When I opened the ancient book, it was densely packed with small characters, drawing a picture of a practice exercise.

Fakong shook his head.

If you don’t understand the prayers and have no faith, and practice according to this, then you will die if you practice, and you will be unreasonable.

The real lineage is in those four prayers.

After thinking about it, he put the ancient books into the Kalachakra Pagoda.

He couldn't help but secretly praised himself, which was considered a compassionate heart: I didn't want it to hurt others, otherwise, I don't know how many people in the Tianhai Sword Sect would be unlucky.

However, it is more likely that the Tianhai Sword Sect is cautious, has a fixed process, and will not lose too much.

It would not be very good if they were researched a little bit, or if there was someone who really knew how to pray.

His thoughts flowed, and the jasper qin was also included in the Kalachakra Pagoda.

The hall was empty, almost nothing.

Then his eyes fell on the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged.

His face was lifelike, even ruddy, as if he had just entered samādhi and had not really died.

He came to the middle-aged man and stood still, quietly watching the middle-aged man, feeling the breath of the middle-aged man.

It's really out of breath.

Fa Kong concentrates and activates the Fate Pass.

After a while, Fakong showed admiration and admiration, looked at the middle-aged man with emotion, and shook his head.

The middle-aged man's name is Li Danqing.

Originally a scholar, after repeated attempts, he obtained the inheritance of the Sword Immortal lineage while traveling around the mountains and waters.

So he built his hut directly in the mountains and forests, ignored worldly affairs, and immersed himself in cultivation, not knowing the length of time.

By the time he had practiced and returned to his hometown, his parents were no longer alive, and his relatives and friends had also passed away.

Not because of war or accident, but because of the long years, parents, relatives and friends have all passed away.

He didn't even recognize a person from his hometown.

Three generations have passed, two hundred years have passed.

He actually practiced for two hundred years in one breath in the mountains, because he was immersed in cultivation all day, and he only felt that it would take a moment.

He didn't get in the way anymore, he walked around the world first to see what the world looked like and how much it had changed.

If you want to play the red dust, you will be free in the world.

But in the past two hundred years, he has become accustomed to the tranquility and serenity in the mountains and forests.

In the bustling and noisy world, he only felt noisy and filthy, as if he had entered a muddy pond from a clear spring.

The world does not know himself, and he himself does not know the world, so he has no intention of appearing in front of others, gaining glory and wealth, and he has not even made a move at all.

In this turbid world, he forced himself to endure and endure again, but after all, he couldn't hold back. After two months, he returned to his place of cultivation and continued to cultivate alone.

With the mountains and forests as companions, with the breeze as friends, with birds and beasts as relatives, adopted some pets, and lived a happy life.

I don't know how long it has been in the mountains, and before he knew it, he had reached the final level of the sword immortal lineage.

And this body is left behind.

He did not mean to cut off the inheritance, but condensed it into a bead.

It's just a line of Sword Immortals, and the qualification requirements are extremely high. It is definitely not a technique that a secular person can cultivate. Both qualifications and opportunities are indispensable.

Therefore, if this bead is placed in the air, it cannot be found if its mental strength is insufficient, and it is not suitable for cultivating this vein.

When Fa Kong saw this, his eyes swept across the entire hall, and a jade bead condensed in the air and flew lightly into his palm.

He pressed lightly on his forehead.

A dragon roar sounded in the void in his mind, as if it came from nine days away, and it came to the front in the blink of an eye.

But it was a short sword that broke through the air.

The short sword, which is about a foot long, is completely black, but there are dense small characters on it, which is blurred at first glance.

Fa Kong looked at it intently, and read the small print on it clearly.

After he had read it once and remembered it, the short sword suddenly turned into a plume of flying smoke that rose up, and finally dispersed in the void of his mind, never to be seen again.

Fakong closed his eyes and pondered the inheritance of this sword fairy lineage.

This is a set of peerless martial arts that goes straight to the avenue.

He shook his head with emotion.

Unfortunately, it doesn't suit me.

Because this King Kong Indestructible Magic is similar to the inheritance of the Sword Immortal, but the Sword Immortal lineage may be easier to cultivate.

It does not require merit, it only requires concentrated practice.

Obtaining merit is too troublesome and full of countless uncertainties. If you want to obtain great merit, it is almost impossible if you don't have Buddha mantras and supernatural powers.

As for the sword immortal lineage, one only needs to collect the essence of the heaven and earth and the essence of the sun and the moon, forge the body little by little, refine the essence to transform the qi, refine the spirit to transform the spirit, and refine the spirit to join the Tao.

As long as you keep practicing slowly, over time, and there are no mistakes in the middle, no distractions, and no temptation by the world, then you will be able to become a Sword God, and you will be able to break through the air.

Even if you can't train to the last step and break through the air, your lifespan is extremely long, and it's easy to live for a thousand years.

Fa Kong felt that this path was suitable for Xu Qingluo.

Xu Qingluo has a strong spirit, and has successfully cultivated the Void Embryo Sutra. If you practice this sword fairy method again, it will be a matter of course, and the entry will be far better than the Li Danqing in front of you.

Then leave it to Xu Qingluo to practice.

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The stone hall was quiet, not only isolated from heaven and earth, but also from time.

Fa Kong stood in front of Li Danqing with a serious expression and deep eyes.

He used his Sky Eyes again and again.

It seems to outsiders that it only takes a while, he has deduced the future more than a dozen times, looking for the most correct way to start.

In the end, he slowly saluted Li Danqing, then stretched out his left hand and slowly put it on Li Danqing's right palm.

Li Danqing's left palm formed a strange handprint, which was the sword-wielding seal.

Right palm raised.

Fakon's left palm just touched his right palm.

"Bang!" Fakong flew out.

He flashed golden light in the air and slammed into the stone wall.

The power of the stone wall instantly reversed, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

With a flick of his sleeve, all the blood flew back upside down, got into his sleeve, and fell into the Kalachakra Pagoda.

He disappeared in a flash.

The next moment he appeared in his own room, but it was in the room of Jingang Temple's Medicine Valley. He sat cross-legged on the couch and began to exercise and adjust the breath.

There was a light breath in his body, like a small fish that shuttled freely in his body, cruising freely and unrestrainedly.

Wherever the fish wants to run, it will run, and wherever it goes, it is like cutting a sword.

Fakong's body exudes golden light.

At the beginning, it was only vague, but later, the golden light has overflowed the whole house.

At this time, Hui Nan, who was wearing a gray t-shirt, was drinking tea and reading Buddhist scriptures in his yard.

He shook his head, bewildered.

He only felt that the Buddhadharma was deep, the wisdom was like the sea, and it was unspeakable and unspeakable under his own understanding, and he wished he could sing loudly.

Suddenly, if he felt something, he turned into a gray shadow and swept across the wall, and drifted silently to the medicine valley.

The medicine valley is brightly lit, like daytime.

The glazed lamps hang high, especially the lake surface is brightly reflected, like a huge mirror reflecting the light.

He came to Fakong's house and saw the golden light overflowing from the house. He didn't disturb him casually, and stood waiting outside the house.

The golden light in Fakong's house is getting more and more prosperous.

The window was reflected in golden light, seeping out from the crack of the window, just like the substance.

The whole room seemed to have become transparent, already penetrated by golden light.

Hui Nan couldn't help but gently opened a small window, leaned forward and looked over, and saw Fa Kong sitting in the golden light, with a solemn appearance and a serious look, like a Buddha incarnation.

He was inexplicably in awe.

He breathed a sigh of relief, he did not enter the house, and stayed outside to guard.

Outside, one after another silhouettes fell, silently, but all the first-rank masters in the temple came.

Fa Kong's movement was too great.

Although the other disciples of Kongo Temple felt nothing, Yipin all felt the violent turbulence and the vast aura.

It was as if a mountain came out of the sky and crashed into the valley of medicine.

They came to Hui Nan with inquiring expressions on their faces.

Hui Nan shook his head to signal them not to make any noise.

Time passed little by little~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fa Kong's aura became stronger and stronger, and the aura of the great master that had been suppressed all the time was released.

Even if everyone was a first-grade Grandmaster, they felt breathless, and involuntarily stepped back, and unknowingly retreated to the mouth of the valley.

The golden light has spread to the whole valley.

Fa Kong was engrossed in confronting this small fish-like aura, constantly contacting, analyzing, assimilating, and simulating.

Before he knew it, all of his strength was revealed, and the entire Medicine Valley became his body, his body.

The breath circulates, the yin and yang change.

When the monks were in it, they felt that the breath of their bodies was also changing, pure and pure. The spirit and their own breath were constantly intermingled, constantly purifying, and unknowingly fell into a state of tranquility.

At dawn, when everyone came to their senses, the golden light in the valley had disappeared, and Fa Kong had disappeared.

And they already found themselves stepping into a new realm.

"This is..." The eminent monks looked at each other, feeling like they were dreaming.

Everything happened so bizarre and unreal.

Hui Nan said: "This is the state of holding qi, and we are all in the state of holding qi."

"Sure enough, there is a realm above the first rank."

"Fakong's nephew's method is too powerful..."

"Godly."

They actually stepped into a new realm overnight, and they could only feel the boundless Dharma of Dharma.

Hui Nan didn't show off as usual, and was a little worried, wondering if Fa Kong passed the test or not.

Obviously, Fakong is also facing difficulties, but his master can't help.

Fakong has returned to the stone room on Bitan Island.

The stone wall was already being hit outside, and the sound was so faint that it seemed to come from a distant place. The masters of the Tianhai Sword Sect resumed their daily movements, and the water in the Bihan Pond had recovered.