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Chapter 126: Don't Go

The key is to come naturally, not to come naturally. If the previous preparation work is done well, the final result will naturally occur.

There are dozens of murals in the sword hut, and the front is Han Ping's career as an ordinary person. No matter how high his martial arts skills and complex his mind are, he will eventually become a mortal if he doesn't enter the Taoist sect.

If the preliminary work of practicing Taoism is divided into three stages, the previous one is the process of enlightenment, and it is not until the last few paintings that he begins to enter the Tao and attain enlightenment.

At the age of forty, Han Ping finally met a master who was enlightened by the other party. In his life, he finally cleared the clouds and mists and saw the distant and vast world.

He realized the truth at the top of the mountain, the bottom of the valley, the forest, and the stream.

From this painting, Fang Jue finally felt the long-lost vitality again.

But I never expected that Han Ping did something in the next painting that surprised Fang Jue.

After a year of enlightenment, Han Ping held a sword to challenge his master to point out his master, and then stabbed the other party to death with one sword...

This is Han Ping's way, which is also swordsmanship, and is also moving forward, but there are differences in subtleties.

Although Han Ping put down his sword in the first half of his life, as long as he lifted the sword, there would be no opponent in front of him.

Even if the other party is a master of enlightenment and superior to him at the same level, he will kill the other party.

The sky is great and the earth is great, I am the biggest, I am invincible with one sword in my hand.

After killing the other party, Han Ping finally entered the Tao.

In fact, with the preparation of many previous murals, in this mural, Han Ping showed his mental illness, stabbing his "benefactor" to death and leading the way, Fang Jue was just an accident, but he didn't feel much surprised.

Instead, I pay more attention to another information.

A master who is enlightened or a master, is not a certain invincible existence when facing ordinary people.

You will also be injured, die, or you may also wield your sword to kill.

This is a relatively important information. It not only shows that people who have attained enlightenment have different combat power at different stages. It also shows that the current masters in this world are still physical mortals, with high enough realm and magical enough methods. If they are penetrated by a sword, they will still die if they hit the vital point.

"Tsk tsk tsk, there's something wrong with it."

Fang Jue asked himself that if there was no deep hatred or necessary reason, he could not do anything like Han Ping, and he had no admiration and yearning in his heart. He just felt that everyone had their own ideas and there was no need to point fingers in other people's affairs.

Having said that, if you are friends, people like Han Ping are indeed relatively trash.

Fang Jue thought that the last mural was founded by Han Ping after he attained enlightenment, but unexpectedly, there was only one scene:

Han Ping stabbed a towering green mountain with a sword in the sky.

With a loud bang, the long sword suddenly became larger in the air, like a sword of the gods that created the world. On the green mountains, it broke out a "wound" that was dozens of feet wide and several feet high, and it was unknown how deep it was.

"Is this person sick? What's the good Chishan doing?"

Looking at the picture, I felt a little strange.

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At the same time, I felt that the mouth looked familiar.

In the murals, a faint loneliness, an invincible desertion,

Eight points of sincerity, two points of pretentiousness.

He was slightly stunned and immediately reacted!

Han Ping's sword was not a mountain, but a sword was inserted into the sheath.

He has become a sword immortal, and he can kill a master of enlightenment before he can enter the Tao. After he enters the Tao with his sword, his combat power can be imagined.

Perhaps he has seen through it that there is no one in this world who deserves his actions?

Since there is no opponent, then naturally put the sword in the sheath.

Take the mountain as the sheath.

"Sword Lu, Sword Lu? So that's it!"

Fang Jue muttered to himself,

What is Jianlu? Lu is a simple house. Jianlu is the house where Jianlu lives.

What is the house where Jian lives?

Of course it's a scabbard!

The sword hut where he is, the flat-looking cave, is actually the scabbard created by Han Ping's sword in the last mural, breaking the mountain with his sword and "creating" it for his sword.

"I thought that I had a sword that day, crossing a few miles and killing Qian Jingsu was enough. I didn't expect that there was something even more ruthless. Compared with this guy's work, my flying sword was more like a child's trick. Awesome, awesome!"

Putting aside his character, Fang Jue sincerely praised Han Ping's ability. This is a sword that can really fight against ten thousand. He is also a master of Taoism. His sword's level can almost fight against the country with people. Even a large army in front of him can be wiped out.

I just don’t know how long it will take for him to reach this level after he enters the Tao?

"It's interesting."

Fang Jue took a deep breath and came to his senses.

Standing in the sword hut, eyes swept across the entire space, dozens of murals on the wall,

This trip is worth it. Although there seems to be no direct improvement at the moment, it is an eye-opener.

Not to mention anything else, just this terrifyingly large "scattered scabbard" and dozens of top-quality murals in the scabbard are rare and big works.

I have seen the best paintings more than once, but dozens of top paintings are put together, and they are all aimed at a person's life. This treatment is too high.

Dahao has passed on several generations of emperors, and even after the death of the emperor, he did not receive such treatment.

However, I don’t know who painted these paintings?

Could it be Han Ping himself?

This is a bit sour. I deliberately draw down my life experiences, let my future disciples worship them, understand them, and then slap the rainbow fart? But to be fair, after anyone has read these paintings, he has almost mixed opinions about Han Ping. Putting aside achievements, there are more negative opinions. I guess when the younger generation sees these words, they flatter and have to be the same as themselves, saying that this ancestor is mentally ill.

Also, the scabbard is here, where is the sword?

Where can I find such a big sword in this world?

Han Ping, the founder of Qingyun Sect, had long died. His sword was either buried with him or was collected by Qingyun Sword Sect. It would not be possible. Is there really such a big sword?

Such a big sword, a hundred feet long and ten feet wide, weighs million tons, and it will be like a person who will slap it with one sword.

After thinking for a while, I didn't think of it. Instead, I felt my stomach roaring and I started to get hungry.

Since I came in, I have seen through dozens of paintings. I don’t know how long it took, and I have consumed a lot of energy, so I am ready to leave.

As soon as I took a step, I felt that my feet were becoming very heavy and I could hardly move my legs.

"Um?"

Fang Jue thought that he had been standing for a long time, his legs were numb, or he had consumed too much energy just now, so he was not used to it for a while, so he calmed down, rubbed his face, and then continued to walk.

Not really,

An obscure and stagnant feeling comes from the heart, and the air is filled with a smell of rust. Every move is very difficult.

"After experiencing other people's lives, do you want to leave?"

A sharp sound sounded in the sword hut.

"Who?!" The flame suddenly lit up in Fang Jue's eyes, looking around, but there was no sign of people.
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