Limitless Sword God

In the quiet bamboo forest room, sitting quietly more than two dozen young men and women, they sat on the floor and looked at the front seriously, and looked at each other meticulously.

At the forefront of them was an elderly man wearing green and green runs, fairy wind bones and chicken skin cranes.

Although the old man looked old, his eyes were glistening, unusual spirit, his mouth made a sound of remembering, explaining what, every sentence was thought-provoking.

The people below listen seriously, no one dares to interrupt the old man's speech.

That's what the old man said, and that's what the people down there listened to, and time went by, seven days later.

“That's all for today's lesson. Go back and learn hard.” The old man said.

Everyone got up, took seriously the old man and really did it, and then left.

And Su Yun, sitting in the corner, stood up and was ready to leave.

This is the Holy Plains of Extreme Martial Arts, and he is currently in the course of the Bodhi Teacher.

The students left in threes and threes, and he walked alone.

“Su Yun, you stay. ”

At this point, the old man... that is, the Buddhist Master spoke.

Su Yun stopped and hugged his fist. “Yes, Master. ”

The Bodhi Master looked at the people and walked over.

He looked up and down at Su Yun and smiled slightly: “Unconsciously, you've been here for almost six months. How do you feel now? ”

“Fortunately, Su Yun feels much better. If he is calm and quiet, he is no different from ordinary people. He cannot feel half the qi in his body at all.” Su Yundao.

It's quiet and peaceful, like a world away from home, without strife, without fighting, for mortals and spiritual cultivators, it's the best place to get fit.

“Well, it's good to be better. ”

Master Buddha Xiangxiang smiled: “You are here to live and cultivate. Don't think about anything else. If this qi completely dissolves in you, then go back to the world of extreme martial arts. ”

“Listen carefully to the arrangement of the Herald. ”

The bodhisattva nodded and smiled: "Well, you go. If you have any difficulty understanding the mind, feel free to come and discuss it with me. ”

“Thank you, Master. ”

Su Yun gave another gift, and the spinner turned around and left the bamboo forest.

Outside the bamboo forest, there is a crystal clear creek with a small grass house built by the creek, the house and the outside are very rudimentary, and there is no legal formation, it is simply a house where no mortal can live, or even a mortal would not live in such a rudimentary grass house.

He walked to the grass house, pushed open the door and walked in and sat on his knees in the house.

It's been almost six months since I've been here. Every time Su Yun goes to listen to his classes with the students of the Bodhisattva Teacher, thinking quietly and realizing quietly.

There is no dispute, no killing, no rubbish, no one is tested.

There's only natural harmony left here.

The Holy Place of Extreme Mu is an uncontested place, where the spiritual, wise people like Lin, every day here, the level of human mood is elevated.

The month when he first entered the Holy Plains of Extreme Wu, Su Yun could not suppress the qi in his body. The bodhisattva teacher pressed the qi with his own strong spiritual breath for two hours each day. Su Yun only improved for an entire month. It can be said that without the bodhisattva teacher, Su Yun would have been a walking corpse at this moment.

Su Yun is especially grateful for this life. There is no more master than these. Regardless of the old sword and today's bodhisattva teacher, he is from the heart of respect and gratitude. Without them, Su Yun understood that he would never have had this day.

He exhaled heavily and slowly closed his eyes as he watched the gradual setting of the sun.

The cabinet room built by other students is a long way from here. Though it is not too short to stay here, Su Yun had difficulty integrating with the spiritual practitioners. In order not to attract the attention of others, he used the holy king's robe to modify his cultivation into a Spiritual Xuantian pint. In the Holy Plains of Extreme Wu, he was blind to it. Plus, Su Yun always listened to classes without notice. Neither said nor spoken, nor discussed with other spiritual practitioners after class. It was like a stuffy gourd. Over time, people treated him as air.

In fact, it's not that Su Yun doesn't want to be integrated with these people, but in Su Yun's eyes, it's already difficult for these people to arouse his rise with every move. Most importantly, Su Yun doesn't want to be angry enough by them. If they have too much contact with people, there will be anger.

At this moment, Su Yun must be half angry!!

After entering four or five hours, Su Yun slowly opened his eyes.

“Qi has been pressed to the minimum, and what should now be done is to dilute it a little bit. ”

Su Yun murmured, but there was no deliberate way to do this, and everything had to be natural.

He stepped out of the house and looked at the huge, snowy moon in the sky of the Holy Plains of Extreme Martial Arts, sitting on a big stone, quietly realizing.

He was surprised to recall what the Buddha said in his head. There was such a wise man as the Buddha, and his understanding of nature was deeply impressive. Every word revealed the natural way of humankind.

No wonder it is called the great wisdom of the Holy Plains of Extreme Wu. Although the Buddha's cultivation is not strong, his wisdom is unmatched.

“Who is it?”

Su Yun seemed to have heard something, turned his head and lowered his voice.

“Don't be nervous, I'm your sister.” There was a slightly tense sound in the dark.

“Sister?” Su Yun's eyebrows were slightly loose. Looking at the source of the voice, a Qingxiu woman came along the side of the missing piece.

The woman was dressed in a green loaded suit with two braids on her head, sophisticated, with fair skin and a cute look.

This woman Su Yun felt strangely tight, but listening to her, she must also be a student of the Bodhi Teacher.

“Your name is Su Yun? Right?"

Woman walks over.

“Well, you are? ”

“My name is Chen Mulu, your sister, I came to see the first teacher seven years ago. You have only been under the door for six months, so according to your grade, I am your sister.” Chen Muru laughed.

After hearing this, Su Yun couldn't help but shake his head: “Are you taking advantage of me? ”

“What do you have to take advantage of your bargain? ”

Chen Muru shook his head: “Besides, you are not as tall as me. I am Ling Xuantian four pints. Do I need to take advantage of you? I'm just curious, you've been under the master's door for six months, but it hasn't been right. I don't think so. Except for a few brothers-in-law, I've hardly said a word to you, have I? Don't you like to talk to other people? ”

“Mmm.”

Su Yun said with no politeness and then jumped off the boulder, intending to return to the house.

His simple attitude may have stunned Chen Moreau a little, but if you think about it carefully, you will be relieved.

However, as soon as Su Yun left, I can't believe that Chen Muru followed him.

“Su Yun, can't you do this? A person who has been in solitary confinement for a long time will have a demon of heart. Dao is natural. Everything is mainly about nature. If you have hard things in your heart, I think it would be very helpful to say it directly! ”

“Thank you for your beauty. However, Su Yun has no hard feelings. She simply doesn't like to be in contact with others. Just because the rivers and mountains are so easy to change, don't embarrass me.” Su Yun walked into the grass house, hugged his fist, and then closed the door directly.

“Su...”

Bang

The door was shut.

Chen Moreau ate a closed-door spoon and was really depressed.

She shook her head and turned around and walked straight to her practice cabinet.

At this moment, while practicing the cabinet room, several spiritual practitioners sat together and saw Chen Mulu come in, and people looked at her.

“Moreau, what's up, no strings? ”

A man stood up and asked.

“How dare you? The guy didn't want to talk to me at all. He went into the house and shut the door. ”

Chen Mulu looked helpless.

“Really?”

The man frowned and thought.

“Big Brother, shouldn't we investigate people like this? ”

“What's this? We're just curious.” The man shook his head: “Though this man came to the door of the first master shortly after, the first master loved him very much, and the brothers and sisters seemed to know him. I think this man can be so loved, maybe his back. The scenery is good, the investigation, and if it's someone we can't afford, we might be able to get along with it for some good. ”

“We come here to cultivate our hearts and minds, but we do this in secret. If we let the teacher know, we are afraid that he will be unhappy.” The other short-haired woman next to her said.

“Yeah, brother, forget it, whoever that guy is, let's just be ourselves. ”

Everyone was reluctant. In fact, when they first came to worship the Sacred Plains of the Great Wu, they all had different hearts. However, with the teachings of the Teacher, many people with ghost foetuses were good hearts and no longer had any misconceptions. Of course, the elimination of misconceptions also had a process.

“Alas, I say you guys, really, forget it, since you're all so shy, that's good! Alas.”

The man was rather unhappy and shook his hand and got up and walked aside, sitting on his knees and sitting with his eyes closed.

Everyone looked at each other in silence.

Suddenly!

Boom!!

A dull sound erupted, followed by a violent tremor, and the earth swayed wildly, as if it were an earthquake.

The people who were still fighting stood up and looked around in surprise.

“What happened? ”

“I don't know... come on, get out there! ”

People shouting.

Still to get out of the room, a horrible gas suddenly descended from the sky and tore the house to pieces.

“Careful!! ”

The spiritual practitioner, who roared and watched quickly, had raised the hood to resist this depressed aura.

However, the air was too thick, the hood was instantly broken, and the people directly hit the room, and the people were bombarded by individuals on their backs, spitting blood.

When I lifted my head, I saw a large number of people in plain yellow robes flying over the sky.

“Are these the disciples of old Bodhi? Kill them all!”

A cold voice emerged from the crowd of yellow robes.

“Yes, sir! ”

More than a dozen spiritual cultivators were divided into the crowd and jumped directly at the crowd.

The faces of the people were fused, hurried up from the ground, sacrificed their powers, rushed wildly, and rushed towards the seat of the Buddha's forefathers.