The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The puppet blinked and wept!

Xu Cheng suffered thunderstorms, his scalp was numb, his head was blank, and a numbness climbed up from the end of his spine.

Late night, torrential rain, ruined temples, dead people, puppets that blink and cry, all these constitute a weird and terrifying picture.

A ghost? A ghost!

Just as Xu Cheng’s soul is flying, a ray of light flashed in his vision, a drop of rain illuminates the campfire, and a funny puppet is stuck on the ground, and the mottled wet marks before. Harmony.

“It turned out that the ruined temple was in disrepair for a long time. There was a little water seepage on the roof, and a drop happened to fall on the puppet, creating the illusion of blinking and tearing. It was me who scared myself…” Xu Cheng jerked. He sighed, but suddenly stunned, “Puppet? Puppet!”

Four Seas Escort Bureau Miao escort chief in the ruined temple was killed because of Divine Sword Puppet…the funny puppet on the beam…Four Great Wonder One of Books…

Three thoughts fluctuated in an instant, Xu Cheng immediately had fireworks exploded in his mind, illuminating the darkness, and it was colorful.

don’t tell me I saw Divine Sword Puppet? Divine Sword Puppet that contains two sets of peerless sword techniques?

This is a reasonable deduce and conclusion!

Dongdong dong! Xu Cheng’s heartbeat speeds up, and her mouth becomes dry.

“Cheng’er, what’s the matter with you?” Shang Jiuming opened Six Apertures, sharp ears and keen eyes, with a keen sense of sensitivity, he noticed that Xu Cheng was different.

Xu Cheng was waiting to tell about Divine Sword Puppet, but the master’s words just popped up in his mind. Every time Divine Sword Puppet was born, it was accompanied by foul wind and bloody rain, and many things appeared The ugly and horrible thing, for it, there are fathers killing children, sons killing fathers, there is the same sect slaughter one another, and the white prime minister knows that he still presses the sword, and he has just opened Eye Aperture, which is far away from the master and got the Divine Sword Puppet. After that, it must be kept by the master, who always understands and contemplates, leaving only the leftovers of the time for himself, and even transfers it to himself, it is better to…

The greed is like a fire, every bit can start a prairie fire, Xu Cheng had many thoughts and listened to the voice from the bottom of his heart during in a flash: “Master, except for the escort chief, the other escort masters fell on the ground to form a semicircle. It seems that they want to besiege, but they are all killed by a sword.”

“With just one sword, the six masters were killed. Just thinking about it makes people shudder. What a sword technique, it is like a ghost and a god!”

The strange push arrived on this matter.

Shang Jiuming understands Xu Chengs feelings very well, and slightly nodded: “I felt heart palpitations after being immersed in the sword technique for 30 years as a teacher, and I couldnt stand it. Unfortunately, the sword technique is incomplete and it is difficult to reproduce the evil spirits and frightening spirits. The mysterious of the two Sects peerless sword technique, otherwise these methods are not unusual.”

“That’s right, such a powerful swordsman is not fighting for Divine Sword Puppet, which shows that his sword technique is far from evil. Its still very far away from Shocking God!” Shang Lingxi interrupted. After knowing that her sword technique inheritance was from Divine Sword Puppet, she was quite proud and proud.

The sword technique realm represented by Divine Sword Puppet is like a legend to todays martial arts… Xu Cheng swallowed his saliva and tried his best to calm his mood. At the same time, he removed both eyes and stopped looking at the funny puppet. So as not to attract the master’s attention.

arrived in the middle of the night, the rain was dwindling, Shang Jiuming did not want to cause trouble, urged his daughter and the disciplines to get up, and left the ruined temple overnight.

After 5 minutes, one silhouette suddenly appeared at the entrance of the temple, handsome and pleasing, with a lazy temperament, as if Xu Cheng had gone and returned.

He hid in a secret place under the pretext of diarrhea, and then hurried back, for fear that Divine Sword Puppet would be missing.

lifts the head, the funny smiling puppet is still lying quietly on the beam, Xu Cheng immediately sighed, ecstatic, with a little tiptoe, he swallowed up, and copied the puppet in his hand .

He has just fallen, and he still has time to look at the puppet, saw a flash, came across with his light purple palm, and took the puppet over.

“Master!” Xu Cheng blurted out, in a panic.

Master Shang Jiuming is actually behind him!

Shang Jiuming was overjoyed, and he said: “Before there was a strange situation, and inexplicable diarrhea was halfway through. I have nurtured you for 20 years, how can I not think about it?”

Divine Sword Puppet is really Divine Sword Puppet. I never thought that Divine Sword Puppet would stay here!

As far as his eyes are concerned, it is a palm-sized puppet with a long body and a funny smile. There are each and every one holes on it, corresponding to the different acupoints of the human body. The sword marks guide, showing the corresponding true energy. Flowing, but the most conspicuous is the engraved fourteen words:

“Tomorrow at noon, at the peak of the setting sun, meeting friends with the sword, can you?”

Every word is ancient Normally, it shows a bit of vigor, so that people subconsciously notice the most basic and common strokes such as horizontal, flat, vertical, etc., and see the strength of the swordsman is appropriate. You can raise your sight and collect these fourteen characters. With a stroke of the pen, it came alive, as if the sons on the chessboard became a big dragon, and the stars in the night sky formed the Milky Way.

Shang Jiuming suddenly felt like he was in a desperate situation. It seemed that a long sword stabbed in an unavoidable posture, cold sweat broke out from his back, and his right hand trembled slightly.

Good sword technique! Good layout! After Shang Jiuming came back to his senses, he almost lost his voice and applauded. I only felt that all the difficulties and constraints of sword practice in the past were vanish like smoke in thin air. It turned out that I should use the sword this way, but I can use it like this!

This is Sword Sovereign’s “Evil Subduing Sword Technique”? Shang Jiuming thoughtfully turned the puppet to the back, and the torso under the dark hair was engraved with sixteen tiny characters:

“Grace of pointing, dare not or forget, write your mind with sword and discuss the Tao together Beginning.”

Shang Jiuming’s mind immediately buzzed as soon as he saw these sixteen words, only to feel that every stroke and stroke became a sword light cut, or misty like a fragrance in the wind , Or swift like lightning and thunder, or rough ancient and clumsy, or smart and subtle, or heavy like a mountain, or light as a net, each with its posture, complex and orderly, encompassing the sky, converging in mellow, just like the power of heaven, a wonderful hand Obtained by accident, the splendor and subtlety is hard to describe.

Sword light added, cold sweat fell like rain. If he really faced such a sword technique, Shang Jiuming felt that he had already died nine times, but now he is touched. All the swords he has practiced in the past. The technique came to mind one by one, and each developed a profound mystery that he had not experienced before, and was close to mastery.

When he heard Masters words, Xu Cheng broke out in a cold sweat, almost the soul flew away and scattered, and hurriedly said: “Master, the discipline was covered with lard for a while, not deliberately deceiving, how do you punish? Disciple is willing to accept it!”

Shang Jiuming took a deep look at him: “If the son does not teach, the father is the fault, and your parents are dead, and the teacher is the father. Therefore, it is because the teacher did not teach well. You, Divine Sword Puppet does not have to be exclusive to enjoy something, don’t tell me will not teach you after getting it as a teacher?”

“Going back to the mountain for one year, this matter absolutely cannot be disclosed.”

Xu Cheng puts on his face in shame: “disciple, please follow the orders of your teacher.”

Looking at the figure with his head down, Shang Jiuming’s eyes flickered, there are ferocious and loving, after several struggles, after all Did not draw the sword.

If one kills the discipline here, everyone will suspect that they have a fortuitous encounter. After all, the two have been nurtured for so many years, and they have deep feelings and can’t do it.

Meng Qi Divine Consciousness is trapped in the Divine Sword Puppet, and knows the outside world by a little sense. At this time, thoughts emerge, thinking about what to do.

Although I have left a legend in this world, it is still very different from the imprint. How to turn the legend into a imprint is still unclear, so I have to try more instead of just waiting. In order to find the right path.

More importantly, my Divine Consciousness is slowly being assimilated by the puppets. If you don’t interrupt the contact and choose to return, you may be lost in this, so things are urgent and you must experiment as soon as possible.

First of all, let Divine Sword Puppet’s ruler master his own sword technique to strengthen his own brand!

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Shang Jiuming lives alone in one room, focusing on Divine Sword Puppet in his palm.

For him, there is no need to consider which set of sword technique to choose as the main training. Sword Sovereign has a true energy flow method that matches the “Evil Subduing Sword Technique”, which is available inside and outside, and can be improved. realm, and Startling God Sword Technique is just a set of sword techniques.

For a while, Shang Jiuming placed Divine Sword Puppet on top of the previous plan, and tried practice while comprehending it.

When he closed both eyes to carry the blood, the smiling puppet suddenly shook and turned over with difficulty, showing the Startling God Sword Technique on the back.

After a while, Shang Jiuming opened both eyes: “Hey, how could it be the backside up?”

I was clearly left by the Sword Sovereign on the front of Comprehend!

His eyes lingered for a while on the sixteen characters symbolizing Startling God Sword Technique, Shang Jiuming turned the puppet over again and continued his previous homework.

Fifteen minutes later, he frowned, his eyes full of doubts:

“Why is it the back again?”

How many times is this? Always make the same mistake by yourself impossible!

The doors and windows are closed tightly, there is no strong wind, don’t tell me the puppet will not turn over by himself?

Shang Jiuming closed his eyes subconsciously, pretending to run the circulatory cycle, paused for a few breaths, and then suddenly opened, but Divine Sword Puppet turned upside down without seeing a turn.

Have you been so addicted before that you have hallucinations, thinking you haven’t turned Divine Sword Puppet?

Shang Jiuming closed his eyes in doubt. This time he really started practicing. After a while, he realized something and opened his eyes.

With this opening, his pupils shrank violently, because Divine Sword Puppet turned over again, with his back facing up, letting himself indulge in the sixteen-character Startling God Sword Technique, and couldn’t help but stretch out his hand to make gestures.

Meng Qi lay quietly, inwardly said with a smile, want to defraud me? no way!

Shang Jiuming’s eyes gradually became dignified, and he said to himself: “Every time Divine Sword Puppet is born, it is accompanied by snatching, killing and blood, and Mo Fei is infected with obsession and hostility. Its a bit weird?”

Inexplicably more gloomy, Shang Jiuming’s mood is hard to calm down, and he muttered: “Is it soaking in dung water, using dirty things to drive away evil spirits, or using Incense Fire resolves…”

Dung water…Meng Qi stayed in a daze, planning to change another way.

After that, Shang Jiuming never met Divine Sword Puppet inexplicably with his back facing up.

In the dead of night, he breathed long and he was in a dream.

In the vagueness, a white clothed figure appeared in front of him, standing proudly at the top of the bridge, with a sword in one hand, and his back facing him. It attracted all eyes and made himself forget other things, as if He is the master of Heaven and Earth.