The wind is blowing between heaven and earth.
This wind was born from nowhere, it was invisible and had no quality, making the world become desolate.
Li Zhige shuddered. The color of the sky and earth in his eyes had changed, and the world had lost its color.
The invisible and qualityless wind poured in from the gap on the top of the skull, passing through the internal organs, scraping away the flesh and blood, and the magic power, Ling Chi's soul.
Since Taoist ancestor Hongjun merged with the way of heaven, the way of heaven has become more and more perfect. If a practitioner wants to break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, he must overcome three disasters and nine disasters.
After the three disasters, the heaven and the earth are at ease.
If you cannot survive the three disasters, your body will die and your soul will disappear.
It's just that many Taoist traditions have ways to avoid three disasters and nine disasters. The three disasters and the nine disasters are not that difficult. Those who suffer from casual cultivators do not have the methods passed down from their masters to avoid the three disasters and nine disasters. They often die under the three disasters of wind, thunder and fire, and their immortal path becomes empty.
In fact, Li Zhige could have asked Immortal Zhenyuan for a way to avoid the three disasters, but Li Zhige didn't.
Everything has pros and cons.
The three disasters are tests of heaven and earth. Although they are extremely dangerous, surviving the three disasters also means that the monks will usher in a rebirth.
Disaster is a test and a destruction.
But one thing is that trials are often accompanied by opportunities, and destruction often breeds new life.
The invisible and qualityless wind was pouring in continuously from the gate on the top of the skull, passing through the internal organs, scraping away at Li Zhige's flesh and blood, and affecting Li Zhige's true soul.
The unspeakable pain caused the world in Li Zhige's eyes to lose its color.
It was also at this time that external demons began to invade.
Along with the invisible wind, the sky began to twist, and the invisible demons appeared. They were male or female and began to whisper in Li Zhige's ears. Their bewitching voices encouraged Li Zhige to raise his feet. Step into the abyss.
Disasters accompany external demons.
The three disasters of wind, thunder and fire are not only terrible in terms of the devastating disaster, but what is even more terrible is the invasion and bewitchment of external demons.
If the Taoist heart is not strong and cannot resist the invasion of external demons, it will step into the abyss.
In the past, before Hongjun became a Taoist, he had an old enemy named Luohu. In the battle for enlightenment between Hongjun and Luo Hu, Hongjun won.
When Luo Hu fell, he made an oath of the Great Dao. When the devil rises and the Dao disappears, the Dao disappears and the devil rises. If the Dao is one foot high and the devil is ten feet high, the devil's path will be established. Therefore, Luo Hu becomes the ancestor of the devil.
In the ancient land, all living beings who practice spiritual practice are bound to be accompanied by inner demons in the process of practice. When they are going through tribulation, there will be external demons that invade and hinder the living beings from achieving enlightenment.
Before Luo Hu's death, he swore a great oath and established a demonic path.
Hongjun suddenly realized that after countless Yuanhui, he perfected the last demonic path among the three thousand avenues in the jade disk of creation, and became a saint immediately. He became the first saint since the beginning of the world. He opened a dojo in the Zixiao Palace in the chaos and preached the gospel. The creatures of the prehistoric times are therefore respectfully called Taoist Ancestors.
The way of heaven is perfected, and the way of magic becomes a part of the way of heaven.
If a monk wants to achieve enlightenment, he must always restrain his inner demons and resist external demons at all times.
The wind scraped away the flesh and blood, the magic power of Ling Chi, and the endless pain could not move Li Zhige.
There are many illusions in front of my eyes, and time is going backwards little by little.
Amidst the murmurs of men and women, Li Zhige was in a trance, as if he had returned to the previous world.
A young dragon turned into a graceful girl, blinking at Li Zhige with big watery eyes, shaking Li Zhige's arm and saying coquettishly, "Uncle Dragon King, do you still remember Shui Linglong? Uncle Dragon King, you stay with Shui Linglong OK?"
Li Zhige was in a trance, time seemed to have really gone backwards, and everything in the earthly immortal world seemed like a big dream.
Looking at the girl in front of him, Li Zhige smiled. He didn't know whether the girl in front of him was the real Shui Linglong, or she was transformed into an external demon.
Reaching out and pinching the girl's nose, Li Zhige said calmly, "Shui Linglong, you have grown up, you are Siyu Dragon King, you have your own responsibilities and your own way to go. Uncle also has his own way to go." "Uncle can't stay with you forever."
As Li Zhige finished speaking, the world shattered and the scene changed again.
Under the setting sun, Bi Yusheng, dressed in a dark green robe, with an elegant face and a free and uninhibited face, appeared with a wine bottle. He raised his head and took a sip of wine, stretched out his hand towards Li Zhige and said with a big smile, "Let's go! Brother Li, follow me around the world." , see the beautiful mountains and rivers.”
Li Zhige stared at the free and uninhibited scholar in a dark green robe, smiled and shook his head, "Brother Bi kindly invites you, but Mr. Li cannot comply."
Bi Yusheng's voice faded, and the mountains, rivers and land changed accordingly.
Immediately afterwards, a burly, high-spirited man in gray robe walked towards Li Zhige and gave Li Zhige a bear hug when he saw him, "Brother, I haven't seen you for many years. I miss you so much."
Behind Qiao Feng, another woman in white walked up. Her brows were depressed, and she stared at Li Zhige with resentful eyes, and autumn water slowly gathered in her eyes.
It's Li Qiushui.
Behind Li Qiu Shui, there was a silent old man. The old man wore gray clothes and gray robes. His temples were gray and his body was stooped. His eyes were as sharp as swords.
The old man knelt down in front of Li Zhige. He burst into tears and said in a hoarse voice, "In the past, I was taught by my husband, but now Dugu Feng has defeated all the heroes in the world and has no rival. Dugu Feng only wants to follow my teacher, and I beg you to take him in." ”
Dugu Feng, who looked like an old man, kowtowed and knelt before Li Zhige. He looked at Li Zhige with a fanatical expression and his eyes were blazing, begging to follow Li Zhige again.
Shui Linglong, Bi Yusheng, Qiao Feng, Li Qiushui, Dugu Feng, who should be next?
Li Zhige had a smile on his face. He couldn't tell whether it was true or false. These characters who appeared in front of him brought back his memories, some better memories.
In Li Zhige's smile, Qiao Feng's voice gradually became illusory, Li Qiushui's eyes were still resentful, and the old-looking Dugu Feng had tears in his eyes, and their figures gradually disappeared.
Watching these figures gradually disappear, Li Zhige knew that as long as he thought about it, these figures would exist.
Outside Lin'an City, by the Qiantang River, Li Zhige was concentrating on practicing boxing.
The woman with a simple face and bronze complexion looks heroic. She has a full head of black hair tied simply with red silk.
The woman walked towards Li Zhige and smiled, "Junior brother, your magic fist has improved again."
Beside the woman, the silly young man smiled and said, "Junior brother, your talent is much higher than mine, and the Divine Fist Sect can only be revitalized if it is handed over to you."
One figure after another appeared, with a teasing smile on his face, "Junior brother Li, when will you marry senior sister? The brothers and sisters are waiting to drink your wedding wine."
Two old men stood on the shore and looked at Li Zhige with smiles. One was tall, the other was short, the other was fat, and the other was thin, with pleased eyes.
My senior sister is Ying Zhao, my senior brother is a hero, my master is a thousand mountains, my uncle Han Maofei, and all the other senior brothers from the Divine Fist Sect.
Are you back to the starting point?
Looking at the familiar face, Li Zhige was finally moved. He walked step by step in front of Master Guo Qianshan, knelt at Master's feet, and called Master in a hoarse voice.
A smile appeared on the face of the unsmiling master in his memory. He stretched out his hand to help Li Zhige and asked with a smile, "Good boy, why are you crying?"
Li Zhige shook his head with a smile in his tears, "Master, I am so happy to see you again."
Standing up, he turned to look at Guo Yingzhao. Li Zhige stretched out his hand to hold Guo Yingzhao into his arms and asked softly, "Senior sister, can we get married?"
Guo Yingzhao blushed, lowered his head and hummed softly.
Whether it is true or false is not important anymore.
In Lin'an City, the Divine Fist Sect welcomed many guests, and Li Zhige put on a bright red robe.
Pay homage to heaven and earth!
Two thanks to Gaotang!
Husband and wife say goodbye!
Amid the laughter, Li Zhige took off his senior sister's red hijab. Looking at her blushing and shy face, Li Zhige whispered to himself, "That's enough, that's enough. Even if it's fake, it's enough."
Guo Yingzhao looked up at Li Zhige and asked in confusion, "Husband, what are you talking about? What is enough?"
Li Zhige shook his head, and the world suddenly collapsed.
When I opened my eyes again, everything was just an illusion after all. The North Sea was still surging, and the wind in the North Sea was still so cold.
Looking down at his clothes that were burned by the fire, Li Zhige laughed to himself. Unknowingly, even the fire was over.
The world is so vast and being alone seems a little more relaxed than before.
Feeling the surge of mana in his body and the world becoming more complicated, Li Zhige turned around and walked into chaos, and once again walked into Biyou Palace.
The three disasters of wind, thunder and fire have passed, and the shackles of heaven and earth have been broken free. He, Li Zhige, can now be called a carefree and powerful immortal.
not enough!
Li Zhige returned to Biyou Palace. He still has room for improvement.
