Full Comprehension Level: Sixty Years Of Sword Pavilion

355. Who Has Never Died Since Ancient Times (22 Chapters)

“Senior brother, Princess Yunjin is really beautiful…” Beside Han Muye, Mu Wan’s voice sounded.

Of course, Han Muye’s accumulation is not bad.

There are semi-sages in the Wenhui, and there will be no major mistakes.

Han Muye laughed loudly, looked up at the world in front of him, and shouted loudly.

Because this kind of confusion will be triggered unconsciously, and then it will resonate with outsiders.

If Han Muye’s last poem hadn’t been reversed, Qin Suyang could only shatter the world and wake everyone up.

This desolate song, superimposed with the gentle white fox rhyme before, made people feel that there was no love in life.

Lv Dacheng from Donglai Library, Heavenly Dao is nature, I am nature.

“The last time at the Jade Epiphyllum Literary Conference, Qingteng was the one who overpowered the Confucian scholars.”

Above the river, the shadow of the long sword dissipated.

They are all really poor people.

“Aren’t they like brothers? Looking at it now, it seems,” Huang Ting turned his head to look at Lu Yuzhou, and said in a low voice, “Old Lu, this domain is unstable…”

The space around him was distorted, as if people were in another world.

The blue wooden boat swayed and swayed, heading towards the immortal boat.

Save everyone, but cut off countless great cultivators.

Then, of course, it can only be Han Muye.

Han Muye’s voice echoed, and there seemed to be a whimper between heaven and earth.

Han Muye chuckled and shook his head, stepping on the Immortal boat.

Princess Yunjin looked at her and sighed softly.

“Why are you wearing this women’s dress today?” Yun Jin’s gaze fell on Yun Duan’s slender waist and full chest.

Similarly, these great Confucians are also curious about Han Muye of Conferred Gods.

The women in blue and colored clothes were all mourning.

That night, she turned the book and he annotated.

But, is that really what they want?

But in the end, he was still the Qin Suyang who acted decisively and suppressed the East China Sea with his tongue and sword!

The more such a thing happens, the better the story.

Perhaps, these great Confucianism and Taoism Cultivation Bases do not necessarily have their own heights, but these people have been practicing asceticism all their lives and become their own way, and they are the most persistent seekers.

Looking at Xu Wei, Han Muye also had a smile on his face.

Hearing his words, Yan Zhenqing and the others also looked around, then shook their heads.

She said that, but didn’t really turn around.

On the immortal boat, there are still many people with clear expressions.

“You, I’m going to change it back.”

The key is that women are the ones who please themselves.

The breeze is blowing, the waves are rippling, it is really a beautiful scenery.

He didn’t blame Xu Wei for a poem, suppressing the audience and making the conference impossible.

Sword Ray chopped off.

In a word, it can make people lose their minds, and they don’t know life and death.

The character of Lu Yuzhou may be debatable, but his friends are indeed extensive.

Such a major repair, the power of the mind is comparable to the nine tails.

That’s not good.

Can you take this talk?

Before she finished speaking, Yun Jin turned around.

When he fell into a daze, he was out of sight for more than a hundred years.

Wen Xiang.

Han Muye raised his head with no sadness or joy on his face.

If Han Muye’s poems are really meant to invite disaster, they will do it.

“Can I do another dance for you, just for the review of your parting, look at the fluttering clothes, the clothes are fluttering, and they will become nothingness for a long time…”

On the immortal boat, Yan Zhen frowned lightly and said, “Is Qingteng confused again?”

With Han Muye’s words, all the semi-sacred powerhouses who were still awake on the immortal boat changed their expressions.

Isn’t this guy trying to break Xu Qingteng’s confusion? Why is this poem not only not breaking the game, but it is compatible with it, making people even more wanting to get out of it?

“There is heaven and earth in the heart, and longevity cannot be obtained.”

It was not long before his Dao Territory was established, and that side merged into the world of Tianxuan and transformed into Dongshan County, was it not because the war was sparse and the Star was broken?

It’s really light, Zhang Xu…

Those Confucian and Taoist cultivators who have studied hard for countless years and are still struggling are already unable to contain their grief and anger.

He took a step forward, divine light surging in his eyes.

Above the immortal boat, the melodious sound of the piano and the singing are more tactful.

“After all the hardships have come together, the battle is sparsely surrounded by stars. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs.”

But the heaven and the earth are in grief, and the half-holy realm is shaking, as if Nine Heavens are crying!

Ivy.

Han Muye seemed to sense something, turned his head, chuckled softly, and said aloud.

A blush flashed on Yun Satin’s face, and he stamped his feet and said, “Sister, what do you mean, it’s the rules on your immortal boat that all women wear clothes like this.”

Little Sister, who wears women’s clothes, is pure and agile, and her beautiful face is no worse than herself.

…

Depressed, dejected.

die!

Could it be that in today’s situation, Han Muye calculated in every possible way, just to make the world famous?

Han Muye’s expression remained unchanged, looking at the green river in front of him, he spoke again.

Before everyone felt like duckweed, Han Muye’s voice resounded again.

The practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism either bowed their heads silently, or sighed deeply, and many of those women in colorful clothes were sobbing in a low voice and shedding tears.

Outside the fairy boat, everyone is lost.

Each of them is the equivalent of a book, and each of them is profound in Confucianism and Taoism.

Ink sound.

Xu Wei’s poems and essays describe the desolate situation of the literati.

The power of the soul is too strong, and it is impossible to become the realm of the Dao.

“boom–”

Han Muye nodded and looked up at the canoe, which was only a few hundred meters away.

Yun Jin’s voice was lonely.

Yun Jin has fallen to the ground, tears streaming down his face.

The most terrifying thing in life is this kind of despair, isn’t it?

On the bank of the river, the scholars stood up. Those with gray hair all had tears in their eyes, and the wine glasses in their hands were trembling, which could not be brought to their mouths.

But above the bow, a few semi-sages already had faint spiritual light surging.

So for so long, Xu Wei has been rafting on the river, rarely interacting with people.

On the immortal boat, only Yan Zhenqing and their semi-sages who have become the realm of heaven and earth are not affected by the confusion.

Raising his hand slightly, Han Muye’s voice sounded.

This method made Bai Wuhen’s fingertips, who had been playing the piano, tremble slightly.

On the river, the boat floated lightly, and Xu Wei’s voice chanted again.

Between heaven and earth, thunder and lightning.

“Half a life, sigh, who is not a poor man, all is empty…”

Standing on the boat, Xu Wei wore a black robe and smiled.

Yun Jin lowered her head and looked at Han Muye who had already boarded the Immortal boat.

“Sister, why don’t you just stay in the imperial city?”

As for Qiu Chuqi and the others, they are not qualified to go to that circle.

Compared with these people, Han Muye feels ashamed.

On the third floor of Yunjin Immortal Boat, Yun Duan standing behind Yunjin said in a hurry: “I wrote the emperor’s poem, and the position of the crown prince has been stabilized.”

Among those who were originally confused, non-Confucian and Taoist practitioners were fine, and they did not feel the same way because of this sentence, only a little sad.

In this life, everything is empty.

At this moment, Lu Yuzhou was three feet away, his body trembled, and his eyes widened.

On Qin Suyang, Sword Ray and Haoran were in harmony, and Sword Ray was cut down in the air.

“It is the heaven and the earth, but it is just the twinkling Star in the endless void, a little dazzling in the long river of time.”

Master Zhou Dun of the Water and Land Academy, who has been enlightened for 30 years, passed on to Zhongzhou under the name of “getting out of the mud without being stained”.

…

Frowning, Lu Yuzhou turned his head and looked at Han Muye, stunned for a moment.

This is the method of Confucianism and Taoism.

Xu Wei, who was in a daze, did not arrive today.

The more Confucian, the more he feels in his heart.

Seeing that Yun Jin was unmoved by the porthole, Yun Duan lowered her voice: “Sister, is it because he already has a dao companion by his side? You are the county owner, you go to grab—”

At the time, Han Muye’s Medicine Pill could save Xu Wei’s life, but it could not make him fully wake up.

From the derivation of Dahuang Court, Han Muye has a little more understanding of Confucianism and Taoism.

“If I look at flowers, the flowers and me are both still.”

Endless mountains and rivers, blue sky and blue sky.

After going around in circles, Han Muye felt only sweating all over.

The last one to surprise her was Han Muye.

Moreover, after today, the world will only remember Han Muye’s words to suppress the world.

He really wants to use the lives of countless people to fulfill his own way!

The breeze blows, making people forget where they are.

On the third floor of Xianzhou, Yun Jin and Yun Duan embraced each other and cried.

Mr. Xiangshan Lu Jiuyuan once wrote the Confucianism and Taoism that caused a sensation in the world by asking, asking about learning, asking about reason, and seeking knowledge from the extreme.

Lonely, life is miserable.

Qin Suyang’s long sword also stopped in midair.

There were a few Confucian scholars who were slumped before, but they also closed their eyes and their bodies trembled.

My Little Sister, who is wearing this women’s clothing?

Compared to coming to the Imperial City, she prefers to be as comfortable as when she was in Jinchuan.

Only death can be liberation!

Qin Suyang and the others all had smiles on their faces. They are all semi-holy, with calm expressions, and there is no worry of losing their minds.

Cultivation of virtue outside, cultivation of state of mind inside.

It doesn’t matter if the limelight is occupied by Xu Wei, but if this barrier is not broken, it will hurt the hearts of many people.

“Silly girl, our family has been pushed to this point, and we can’t turn back.”

Ahead, Han Muye’s voice sounded.

One sentence to suppress ordinary Confucianism, two sentences to suppress semi-sage Confucianism, Han Muye, this poem, seems to be together with Xu Qingteng to wipe out everyone by the Yongding River today?

An invisible sense of desolation filled the river instantly.

This life is hard, and the white head is exhausted.

Above the immortal boat, someone whispered and sighed softly.

One step forward is life and death.

“Who has never died in life since ancient times, keep the heart and mind as history!”

But there are more things in this world than life and death!

Now their family is going to become the pinnacle of mortal existence.

That sentence reverberated, and it seemed that the whole world was sad and lonely.

Yun Duan was stunned.

The only death through hardships through the ages is to leave a name for the history.

Huang Tingshu and Baili Xinglin chuckled and nodded.

She murmured a few words, but did not answer.

But at this time, he should also recite a poem.

Above the immortal boat, Qin Suyang took a deep breath, with Sword intent flowing around him.

In the imperial city of Zhongzhou, there has not been a fight for ten thousand years, but in the imperial city, who hasn’t had white flags floating around?

“I’ve been studying poetry for 60 years, but it’s just like that, hey…”

On the bow deck of the Immortal Boat, great Confucianists from all over the world gathered together, which was truly a rare event of Confucianism and Taoism.

If you can’t integrate into the circle of great scholars, can’t you get to know these juniors?

In another room, the strings in Bai Wuhen’s hands vibrated, and his fingers slowly left, leaving only a sigh.

Lu Yuzhou turned his head to look, a trace of regret flashed on his face.

That sound came, and the whole world seemed to be frozen.

“People, life, since, ancient, who, no, dead-”

Murong Tui rolled his eyes, tugged at Qiu Chuqi, whispered a few words in the ears of Zhao Daosheng and Zuo Yulong, and then quietly went to the younger generation of those great scholars.

Han Muye didn’t know many people on the boat, and not many people knew him.

One poem per person.

Qin Siyu, Baili Tongyun and other juniors were not far away, and looked here curiously.

Today, the world is not broken, and hundreds of thousands of people are afraid of dying!

“Marriage with Donghai is the royal family’s plan, do you think we can really make our own decisions?”

The way of hurting oneself, the Grand Great Master cannot use.

Tongue sword Su Yang.

All the great scholars on the immortal boat were like this, and the people on the painting boats around them were even more trembling.

If Xu Qingteng’s poems are about feeling sorry for himself, then Han Muye’s poems are already as sad as heaven and earth.

But the great Confucian on this deck, Han Muye, is mostly famous for a long time.

There are so many overhauls of Confucianism and Taoism present today, even if one hundred of them are cut off, it is a disaster for Tianxuan Confucianism and Taoism.

At this time, the only one who can break the world with a single word is Qin Suyang.

Many of those Confucian and Taoist experts who have cultivated to the top of the Grand Great Master have already seen their confusion. They are all shocked by Han Muye’s words with a heart to learn words.

“Half life has become a man, and the independent bow is whistling in the breeze.”

The power of the Dao domain is above the obstacles, and you have your own world as the beacon in your heart, and you will not get lost.

“It’s hard work, once it’s hard to read, life is…”

Just like many ordinary students’ homes in the imperial city.

“Even if you take that seat, I’m afraid you won’t be able to change it.”

On the big river, someone chanted poetry and sang and came by boat.

The world is wasted, but only one death.

But this sword, he must come out!

Xu Wei lowered his head, and the emptiness of his body was tumbling.

Lu Yuzhou, Yan Zhenqing and the others looked at Han Muye strangely.

Xu Wei was not yet a semi-sage.

“The beach of panic said panic, and Ling Ding crossed over to sigh Ling Ding.”

That’s the power of the big cultivator.

Han Muye’s poems have calmed down Confucianism, suppressed the world, and saddened the mortal world. Even Xu Qingteng couldn’t make up his mind.

Inside the porthole, Yunjin County Master lowered his gaze.

Qin Suyang’s tongue and sword broke the world, and today’s article will definitely be dispersed, and will not be mentioned in the future.

In their opinion, Han Muye is a junior, and he was not affected by the power of the obscure.

Yun Jin murmured something only he could hear: “The red and wet place was supposed to write about the shyness of my daughter’s family, but I didn’t want to, but it was blood and tears that couldn’t be broken…”

Beyond Tianxuan, the blood-stained golden armor and the place where the Red Flame Army buried their bones were the Broken Mountains and Rivers.

Qin Suyang’s eyes narrowed.

Above the river, all the sadness dissipated.

“The deceased is like this, life and death are just a moment, what do you want in this life?”

“After all the hard work, the battles are scattered around the stars. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind flutters—”

Countless dazed practitioners of Confucianism and Taoism stood up and stared at the water in front of them, as if they had just jumped, only to be liberated.

This is the cry of this world, for the countless heroes who never returned, for the countless broken mountains and rivers.

Instead, it is impassioned, it is loud, time is not wasted, life is not repeated, it is fierce, and it is sacrificed for righteousness!

“Let him speak.” A voice came from the void.

“How did your imperial poem come to be?”

“Sister, why do you have to marry Donghai?”

One word is the way of the people.

Before the full text was published, no one knew what Han Muye was thinking.

Just like now, a poem by Xu Wei can make countless Confucian scholars feel the same, and feel sad in their hearts.

The first three sentences are about Confucianism and Taoism, but the last sentence includes everyone in the immortal boat painted on the Yongding River.

Yun Duan stepped forward and hugged her sister gently.

But in this way, those who have broken Dao heart have no further possibility in this life.

Qin Wuyuan bowed and saluted.

Han Muye boarded the Immortal boat, and Qin Suyang with a smile in front stood there.

On the boat, Xu Qingteng looked blank, turned his head to see that he was standing alone, the Confucianism belt on the immortal boat in front of him was the wind, and the boats were painted around.

At least the golden sentences that emerge between the words can make people feel emotional.

“Brother, you can’t let Xu Qingteng’s poem ruin the Jade Epiphyllum Society.” Lu Yuzhou laughed and turned to look at the others.

The so-called stone of the mountain can attack jade, and he can see through Confucianism and Taoism even more through Shinto.

The bigger the heart, the wider the world.

“Om-”

But it was naturally inconvenient for them to take action at this time.

Whether you call it lofty or high-spirited, in the end, only you really know whether it is warm or cold.

On the Yongding River, on the bank of the big river, everyone raised their heads.

At this time, Han Muye himself was no different. Instead, he embraced Mu Wan with tears in his eyes and comforted him softly.

How is the Great Master, how is the Grand Great Master? So what about the half-sage, the avenue is endless, and the head turns empty.

Everyone like this deserves admiration.

That sentence of half life has become a man, which has attracted countless resonances.

Han Muye and Mu Wan stepped forward, and Lu Yuzhou, who was already neatly packed, came over with a big laugh and led them to meet those great scholars.

In the end, do you want to show your own cultivation, deliberately join forces with Xu Qingteng, force everyone, lead the semi-sage to take action, and make a blockbuster, or do you want to turn the tide and keep dying?

Han Muye stood on the bow, clenched his fist in one hand, and shouted loudly.

What do you want in this life?

After today’s sword, Qin Suyang will no longer be able to stand in the imperial city.

“Look at the red and wet place, Hua Zhongjin’s official city.”

In the world, there is only one person who can achieve the semi-holy sword in one word.

“Everything in the world is but a request.”

“I’m here, I think.”

“My generation cultivates, cultivates the body, cultivates the mind, and cultivates the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. What I seek in it is nothing but leisure, but longevity.”

What do you want?

Confucianism and Taoism practitioners are in ruins, and their daughter’s family, why is it not empty of sincerity and heartbroken?

He Qin Suyang cultivated Confucianism and Taoism and became a semi-holy. The combination of Confucianism and Taoism and Kendo became the name of the tongue and sword. Later, he turned to Alchemy, sympathetic to the heavens and people, and became an Alchemy semi-holy.

Yan Zhen’s face was dignified, and he turned to look at Lu Yuzhou and Han Muye with some doubts.

“Half life, already, accomplished, Weng—”

He was very curious about the full text of Han Muye’s poems.

Qin Suyang’s eyes flickered, staring at Han Muye.

Perhaps, he may not be able to come again in this life…

“Hard hardships, get up, one, after…”

There were also Qin Suyang and Huang Ting standing aside. Yan Zhenqing and the others also helped to introduce. For a while, the deck was hot.

The joys and sorrows of the world are not connected, and there is only one person in this life.

Confucianism, Kendo, and Alchemy are the pinnacles of the world.

Mr. Qingteng Xu said.

In the room on the third floor of Xianzhou, the golden light of the jade crown on Yun Duan’s head flickered, causing her complexion to change constantly.

Confucianism and Taoism practice, the most fear is that there is no support in the heart.

“Where to sell the pearl at the bottom of the pen, I’ll throw it in the smoke.”

Sad to the extreme, life without love.