Chapter 216 If I don’t speak first when spring comes, which insect will dare to make a sound?

There was deathly silence in the mourning platform.

Apart from the original owner Tang Yuan, the only remaining souls are the souls of 13 disciples of the Sword Sect, He Kun, and the three half-step Shinto sect founders.

Taoist Cangsong, Venerable Pu Zhang, Xihua Fairy.

The three of them once fought with Li Changsheng for 23 days using the great formation of heaven and earth and the power of the sect's treasure. It can be said that it was one of the few battles that Li Changsheng found difficult. It was definitely not as dangerous as the demon Dao period, but it was the most dangerous.

Prolonged high-intensity combat.

In the years after this battle, Li Changsheng would never encounter another battle that allowed him to fight for such a long time. When he conquered the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain, it only took less than half an hour. Moyuan was unilaterally cleaning up the garbage.

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Times have changed, and the opponents who could barely equal him in the past are now no more powerful than Li Changsheng. Such a big change has made everyone's soul almost solidified. It is because they are not confident, it is incredible, and more importantly, they are not aware of Li Changsheng's power.

"Brother Li Li, you are too powerful. You won't really become an immortal, right?"

He Kun was the first to come to his senses. He and Li Changsheng had the closest relationship, and they could be regarded as life-and-death friends, as well as what they considered to be the relationship between brother-in-law and brother-in-law. Although the two of them had only been on the same road for more than 40 years, there were some things that were

Time cannot compare.

He understood that Li Changsheng was extremely talented, and he firmly believed that Li Changsheng could go very far, even rivaling that of Taoist Tianjian, the founder of Tianjian Sect. But he never expected that he would be so strong. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he had become an immortal.

The sentence "Becoming an Immortal" aroused everyone's curiosity, allowing them to temporarily recover from their shock and fear.

"I can hit you a thousand times."

They also know that their own life and death only depend on each other's thoughts, and how can they seek a chance for themselves?

Begging for mercy and repenting for what you did in your previous life?

Hold your head high and keep your last breath of integrity?

As for Li Changsheng and the others, they couldn't see each other's behavior, and they also witnessed the shocking scene just now. The soul is the most primitive state of a monk, and the figure that penetrates the sky and the earth has given them a glimpse.

"Cut through."

He Kun's face suddenly darkened.

But this does not mean that they are not wrong, it is just that the consequences of their previous lives are caused by their past lives, and whether they are repaid or not is entirely up to their preference.

The sudden question made He Kun stunned for a moment, but before he could answer, the Taoist in front of him erupted with an aura that was countless times more powerful than before. It could not be described with words or touched with eyes.

"The opportunity for the first opening of heaven and earth is indeed great, but I have already retreated half a step in my previous life. If I retreat further, the path will be hopeless." Cangsong Taoist rolled up his sleeves slightly, held the sword in his right hand facing down, and closed his hands.

Naturally, He Kun didn't want to use these disciples to make swords, and their condition didn't meet that standard. He just wanted them to see the world in the form of sword spirits. Although it was no longer a cultivation world, the peace here was unprecedented.

Bang!

A subtle and crisp sound sounded, and the fragments of the magic sword transformed by the soul fell into the air. They were like confetti and dust in front of the wisp of breeze.

The world turned upside down, and the expected death of the three people did not come. Instead, they were knocked out of the mourning platform and appeared in the bright detention room.

Li Yi's voice rose slightly, and his words followed the law, and his voice fell like thunder from the sky. Although he did not deliberately learn the sword's heart, his Taoism was enough to push him to the realm of transformation, not to mention that he had also served as a sword.

host.

Although he was very close, his back was still far away than thousands of miles away. Even his back was obscured by the dazzling light, making it difficult to even look at him.

There is a kind of power called doing what I want.

Countless thoughts are passed by in an instant, and dignity and life are put on both sides. Choosing dignity will not necessarily lead to death, but choosing life has a higher survival rate.

The ultimate sword is used to practice killing and kill with life.

Because it has completed its mission, it no longer has or wants to be valuable.

He had asked the other party how strong he was before. The other party's answer was just like the Taoist priests in the Shangqing Palace who never spoke in human language. They just said one thing after another, which was too direct and not direct enough. Unlike his Tianjian Sect who said that only a few of them could be beaten.

, and then this trick was learned by Li Changsheng.

Li Yi lowered his head and looked at them. The invisible pressure without words made the three of them sit on pins and needles.

The expressions of the three people froze, and then they all bowed and said, "Xiao Dao (little monk, little woman), I have seen living immortals."

They saw people in strange clothes. From the few memories they had, they knew that these were modern clothes.

"Since you want to see it, why not step into the world of mortals and take a walk. Elder He, I have a magical power called Yang Shen, which can make the soul feel like a living person."

The sword heart was created by a swordsmith from the Sword Sect 5,000 years ago. It can forge a person with a sword heart into a spiritual sword. In the beginning, the swordsmith sacrificed himself to forge a peerless spiritual sword.

He created his own method, but later someone used his disciples to forge swords, and only the sword masters of the past generations knew the accuracy of the sword.

Since it doesn't even matter what their attitude is, why bother with the rules?

One of the remnant souls trembled obviously, and then a resolute face gradually appeared, and a ray of clarity appeared in its eyes.

No one is purely good or evil, most people just choose different ways of living to make themselves comfortable.

According to common sense, they are hopeless and are "corpses" themselves.

"I'm willing to do whatever I can."

The magical power of the Shangqing Palace, the Qingfeng Palm, can be refined to the point where it is no longer limited to the body or the soul.

Hit him a hundred times at most

Li Yi chatted a few words to relieve the unfamiliarity he had not seen for many years, and then turned his attention to people other than Jian Zong. Taoist Cangsong, Venerable Pu Zhang and Fairy Xihua, one of the three main promoters of the troubled times.

Li Yi's voice did not have many ups and downs as before, but this time it was not indifferent, but a straightforward explanation of a certain fact.

He said he didn't believe it then, and he doesn't believe it now either.

It only takes a moment to crush the spiritual platform here, but in half a breath, Li Yi protected the spiritual platform again.

The remaining two people looked at each other, their hesitation disappeared, and each of them made a decision about their own lives.

He obviously didn't intend to sit still and wait for death.

The heroic spirit of Broken Sword knelt down on one knee, his head drooped slightly, and he followed his instinct and said in unison:

"Your Majesty, who do you want to kill?"

Facing this palm, the three of them behaved differently. Venerable Puzhang and Fairy Xihua closed their eyes as if they had accepted their fate. There was fear on their faces, but more of them were relieved.

Qingxuan was stunned for a moment when he saw them, and then he put the three of them into his sleeves with a wave of his sleeves. They subconsciously wanted to resist, but how could they defeat Huashen, whose strength had returned to the peak of the golden elixir.

He Kun didn't want to get too entangled in this matter. He pointed at the slightly illusory afterimages behind him.

In the world of spiritual practice, the weak will eat the strong, and those who are successful will come first.

It turns out there is such a gap between you and me.

After all, they are just mortals on the path of spiritual practice, not true immortals.

He Kun sighed slightly.

"Elder He, do you know why they call me Immortal?"

Not to be an enemy, not to be defeated.

This pair of hands wants to completely integrate the hilt of the sword into flesh and blood. It has subdued demons, slain demons, killed countless people and saved the world from fire and water.

The dull expressions of the swordsmen showed some doubts, and their voices sounded like knives cutting: "But is the world at peace?"

This sword technique squeezes all aspects of a person, whether it is the body or the soul. Just like fireworks, the most extreme sword technique is used in the most extreme way.

"That's what I say, but your attitude is even better than before. It doesn't matter what attitude you have. You are not a lifesaver. You can just kill them."

"Old Taoist Cangsong, please ask the immortal for advice."

He Kun whispered: "Brother Li, you don't need so much mana, just restore your consciousness, otherwise you won't be able to hold on after a while."

It is not among the five elements, transcends heaven and earth, and endures for thousands of calamities without being destroyed.

"Speak humanly."

Li Changsheng waved his hand, and a breeze came out from his palm. The wind was green and white, which could invigorate the soul and refine the soul.

This is what He Kun said about Li Changsheng: To be extremely proud is to be invincible.

Cangsong Taoist's eyes widened, and he clenched the magic sword transformed by his soul with both hands. Wisps of flames appeared on his body, his soul was burning, and endless power surged up, and he swung his sword and dazzled half of the spiritual platform.

"Yu Nannan, Qiu Yelong, Shao Shiyan, Zhong Shaowu, Zhong Shaoen, Zhong Shaobing, and Kang Yuhong were ordered to accept the title."

Li Yi shook his head slightly and said: "If you have not transcended the five elements, you are still standing between heaven and earth. You are a mortal."

Li Yi bent down slightly to help them up from the ground, and folded his hands together. The scars on them were as painful as saws, and none of them was good skin.

Their attitude is respectful, even humble. All these are changes brought about by strength. When a person is on an equal footing with him, they will feel sympathy for each other, if they are stronger, they will be admired, and if they are stronger, they will be respected.

But he didn't need to care about the state of these three people. Death or life was not their choice, but Li Yi's decision. Their high moral integrity or kneeling down to pray would not affect Li Yi's judgment, because these

Nothing compares to his preferences.

There is such an unwritten rule in the world of spiritual practice. If you have any enmity, you must eradicate it. Otherwise, it will cause a series of troubles in the future, including those who have been in Hedong for thirty years and Hexi for thirty years.

"Didn't I spare their lives?"

"I have a method that can bring them back to life for a short time. It's called Sword Spirit, also called Sword Spirit. I can temporarily restore their sanity in the form of Sword Spirit and let them see the world. It's not a wasted reincarnation.

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To be continued...