Alienated Martial Arts

The sky is dark, the stars disappear and the moon disappears.

The dark clouds were thick and low, as if they were about to touch the ground.

After a moment of stasis, the cold wind swept through the snowflakes, once again filling the Taoist temple with only ruins left.

Several figures were in the shape of a cross, facing each other at a distance.

The ancestor of the Hong family gently brushed off the snowflakes on his sleeves, and his eyes fell on Wei Tao not far away. He did not even glance at the headless corpse that fell softly to the ground.

Master Hong's tragic death did not cause any waves in his heart at all.

The good grandson he kept talking about just now is like garbage in his eyes. He will throw it away when it is useless. Naturally, he will not feel any sentimentality.

It was even far less confusing and surprising than the confusion and surprise he felt after seeing the long tail of the snake.

"As a master of Lingming, but he also possesses the secret skills of Xuanwu. The key is that he is still so young. It is true that talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and a new generation has replaced the old ones."

The ancestor of the Hong family gently exhaled a breath of white mist, and then turned his attention to the five people on the other side.

After staring at them for a moment, greater doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

"The hearts and minds are connected, and the Qi and the machine are connected. Grandmaster Qinglian actually got together with the swordsman of Jiange. What do they want to do?"

"Only after careful perception, these people seem to be vaguely sluggish and stiff. Compared with the master's clear and clear state of mind, it seems that something key is missing."

"But it doesn't matter. I can make up for myself tonight, and I can restore my somewhat deficient state to perfection before welcoming the coming divine will."

Boom!

The dull heartbeat spread in the dark wind and snow.

Wei Tao moved his feet forward and back, his body sank slightly, and then formed the Yuan Ti Fist Seal. His energy and spirit continued to rise upward, as if blending into the dark void, intertwined with the wind and snow in the sky.

The lightning-fast confrontation just now made him confirm two things again.

First, Qinglian’s left and right envoys, and the three swordsmen of the Sword Pavilion are indeed connected in mind, almost reaching the level of one mind and one body.

However, like the ancestor of the Hong family, he also vaguely noticed that there seemed to be some disharmony in the other party, and it seemed that they could not fully exert their due strength.

Secondly, compared to the Green Lotus Envoy and the Great Swordsman, the guy not far away who looked like he was about to die of old age posed an even stronger sense of threat. Just an ordinary grab made him want to block it. The feeling of unstoppable and unavoidable oppression.

"The old guy has such a high level of strength and his surname is Hong. Could it be that he is the old Grandmaster Hong that the Taoist Master once mentioned?"

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

His aura suddenly converged like a stubborn stone, as if he was completely integrated with the surrounding broken walls.

On the other side, Wen Yan, the left envoy of Qinglian, had no expression on his face and said slowly and stiffly, "It turns out to be Mr. Hong Shunyu from Sixiang Hall, no wonder he has such a high level of cultivation.

But to grow old but not die is to be a thief, to die but not to be stiff is to be a monster. You have lived all the way from Emperor Wu's era to now. You should lie down on the ground and enjoy happiness, instead of running around like now, no matter what Have a hand in everything. "

"You, a demon from the Qinglian Sect, can still shamelessly preach to me. You simply don't know what death is."

Hong Shunwei just smiled faintly when he heard this, "More than thirty years ago, I, Mr. Donghe, Master Xuanwu Qi and others invaded the Land of the Past and killed countless disciples of the demon sect. The weak water was dyed red with blood.

I still remember that at that time, even your so-called Qinglian Dharma King was not as arrogant as you. "

"Whether we are arrogant or not, we can let Grandmaster Hong know in a moment."

Qinglian's right envoy Fanci took over the words, "As for what death is, although we have never really died, we are still not afraid of death.

For example, if we dare to commit suicide right now, it should be enough for Grandmaster Hong to have lived for so long. Does he dare to walk with us on the road to hell? "

"You said you are not afraid of death?"

Hong Shunjue seemed to have heard a big joke, "If anyone else says this, I may believe it, but you, the right envoy of Qinglian, are really not qualified to say such crazy things.

Speaking of this, I clearly remember the place where I died thirty years ago. In order to escape faster, you, the right envoy of the Fan Dynasty, mercilessly killed the companions who stood in front of you. Even the little boy I felt pity for The girl didn't let go. "

Fanci did not retort, but continued, "The past has drifted away with the wind. The person I am today is no longer the person I was before, so there is no need to mention these old things again."

"The right envoy of the Fan Dynasty doesn't want to mention it, so it's okay not to mention it. But in my opinion, it can only be said that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."

Hong Shunwen smiled again as he spoke, "In the battle in the Land of the Past, the seed of fear of death was planted in your heart. Now, with the passage of time, that seed has already taken root and sprouted, growing into a towering tree.

So whether the Righteous Brahman acknowledges it or not, it is there, deeply rooted in your heart. "

Wei Tao remained silent from beginning to end.

Listening to the conversation between the two sides, influencing each other and disturbing each other's mood, there is always an inexplicable and weird feeling lingering in the chest.

In his opinion, the old guy named Hong arrived a little late.

I didn't see with my own eyes the "amorous manner" in which Wen Yan, the Zuo envoy of Qinglian, raised his head, nor did I hear the "accent" in this person's words when he said the word "little maidservant". I had no idea what was weird about these people.

Therefore, all his efforts may be in vain.

Time passed little by little.

The wind and snow are getting stronger and thicker on the ground.

The seven figures stood silently, no one took action first, or even moved their bodies.

It was like turning into ice sculptures, standing deep in the vast white wilderness.

Wow!

Suddenly, there seemed to be the sound of sloppy footsteps.

Slowly approaching the Taoist temple from far to near.

Not long after, a stiff and twisted figure appeared near the dilapidated Taoist temple.

This is a Buddhist monk wrapped in shabby robes.

His face was miserable, his brows were dark, his eyes were dull, and he looked completely lifeless.

Fan Monk seemed to notice something and stopped not far away.

He turned his head little by little, staring straight at the people confronting each other in the field, and finally slowly moved towards Wei Tao's position.

Click!

After one glance, Monk Fan seemed to have determined his goal. Without hesitation, he took heavy and stiff steps and quickly arrived at the Taoist temple.

Boom! ! !

Fanseng's arrival was like throwing a torch into a room full of explosives.

The aura that had been suppressed to the extreme suddenly exploded.

The green lotus envoys on the left and right join forces side by side, and the holy lotus platform blooms in the night sky.

After that, there was sword energy and sword intention crossing the sky, and they merged with the slowly blooming green lotus, as if they were one thing from the beginning.

As soon as they took action, they almost used all their strength.

Like a spring that was suppressed to the extreme, it suddenly popped forward at this moment.

The Qinglian Sword Intention tore through the wind and snow, and in an instant, it was in front of Hong Shunyu.

Another direction.

Wei Tao's arms suddenly swelled and became larger, and sharp claws covered with black scales rushed out from the darkness, and also smashed down towards Hong Shun Valley.

Originally, it was still a three-party confrontation.

After being broken by the intruding monk, the two parties strangely joined forces to deal with the remaining party.

"Want to beat me to death first, and then continue your unfinished confrontation?"

"Then I can only say that you all made the wrong decision."

"I have been sitting in the Four Symbols Hall for decades, meditating day and night to understand the legacy of Emperor Wu, and half of my body has entered the level of Dharma."

"I just want you to take a look. What is called a high level? It's so high that it has no edge!"

Facing the sudden attack, Hong Shun was as calm as a dry well.

He didn't dodge, he didn't retreat, he didn't give in.

Like a dead tree frozen in place.

Then Xisu Shiji raised his hands, or simply grabbed them, and faced the Qinglian Sword Intent and the Yuantai Fist Seal respectively.

boom!

As soon as a claw came out, majestic pressure suddenly came.

In just an instant, with Hong Shun's body as the center, the ground suddenly subsided and the wind and snow disappeared.

It seemed as if, except for himself, all other external objects would be completely destroyed without his permission.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

There was deathly silence in the ruined Taoist temple.

Even the whistling wind and snow disappeared without a trace at this time.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound.

It sounded like the sound of hard armor cracking, finally opening a gap in the silence.

Almost at the same time, muffled thunder exploded one after another close to the ground. .

Boom!

Yuantai's fist seal fell violently and was caught by the raised skinny palm.

Click!

Suddenly, the cloud-patterned black scales shattered, and a ball of blood mist burst out.

Dang Dang Dang Dang!

After a collision, there was a loud bang.

The fists and claws waved to form a group of afterimages, with dazzling sparks mixed in the middle, which violently exploded outwards.

After countless confrontations in an instant, Wei Tao suddenly retreated, smashing the broken wall and crashing into the depths of the newly formed ruins, even tearing out a straight trench several feet deep along the way.

"The Nine Transformations of Lingming, the True Understanding of Xuanwu, and even the secret method of Vajra."

"The variety of things this young man has learned is beyond my imagination."

“What’s even more unbelievable is that he was able to break through all three techniques to the master level.

At his age, even if he encountered no major obstacles in his cultivation, where did he find the time to practice! ? "

"Also, this person is quite powerful. After the head-on collision, even my arms were a little numb, so he took advantage of the opportunity to dodge and retreat, avoiding the killing move I was about to launch later."

Several thoughts flashed through Hong Shun's mind, but without any hesitation, he simply grabbed forward with his other hand.

Click!

The shadows of the claws are dense, like bubbles in dreams, like dew and lightning.

In just one stroke, the sword force was released and the Qinglian was shattered.

Then, just a little sluggish, the shadows of the claws merged into one and continued to explore the depths of the dark wind and snow.

"The minds are connected and the energy is connected. The combined attack power of these five masters is indeed very strong. Even if I have begun to understand the realm of Dharma, I can still be suppressed by their joint efforts."

"However, although Qinglian and Jianyi are perfectly integrated, they always feel that they are missing some of their most essential souls. This is your biggest flaw."

"I found out and caught the flaw, but you still don't give in. You are simply seeking death!"

Hong Shun's face was expressionless, and he pierced the green lotus platform with one claw. His arm, like a dead branch, suddenly swelled up and suddenly erupted with a terrifying and majestic momentum, forcing Wen Yan, the left envoy of Qinglian, and the three swordsmen away.

But he only moved out of the way of Qinglian's right envoy Fanci, isolating him alone.

There was almost no time interval before Hong Shunju pointed his claw directly at Fanci's chest.

He spread his fingers and his forearms trembled, causing ripples to appear in the dark void.

It's like a dragon emerging from the water. Although it is pointing at Qinglian's right envoy, it seems to be hidden deep in the clouds and mist, and may appear anywhere at any time.

Uh-huh!

Hong Shun's grasp was silent, but as fast as lightning, and he was already in front of Fanci in an instant.

At this moment, he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Fanci's expressionless face was reflected in his suddenly contracted pupils.

At this critical moment, Fanci not only did not dodge and give in, but he even quickly moved forward with his chest raised.

It was as if she was afraid that she would not die in his hands.

No, this isn't even actively seeking death.

Rather, he was afraid of dying too slowly, so he would do anything to speed up his own death.

"With the character of Qinglian's right envoy, how could he actually do such a thing?"

"When things go wrong, there must be a monster. Is he trying to trick someone by pretending to seek death?"

"But I am a great master who has perfected the Yang Ji Spiritual Realm and is only one step away from achieving the Dharma Realm. He still dares to cheat in front of me!?"

There was a sudden movement in Hong Shun's heart. After a moment of hesitation, he had to stop and prepare for possible changes in the future.

But it's already a little late.

After all, both sides were trying their best to speed up before, and as warriors above the master level, they were rushing in both directions. One wanted to kill, the other wanted to die. With the two superimposed, there was no more reaction time.

Click!

Hong Shun's claw fell, directly piercing Qinglian's right envoy's chest, and then came out from the back, skewering his entire body on his arm.

After receiving a claw that could cut off life, Fanci still had no expression on his face, not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

He used both hands left and right to pierce the darkness.

The moment the body was pierced, the arm that looked like a dead branch was suddenly stuck.

"You risked your life just to freeze me for an instant?"

"They can be regarded as martial arts masters who have climbed up step by step. Can't they calculate that this time is not enough to kill me?"

Although Hong Shun was shocked, he was not panicked at all.

The arms that stretched forward suddenly swelled, and they were about to break free from the restraint caused by Fanci's near-death counterattack.

At this moment, he felt a little cold for no reason, coming from behind Fanci.

It even affected his spirit, and a moment of darkness appeared before his eyes without any warning.

There was also a sound that was full of the chilling and silent mood of all things, as if it was swaying directly in his consciousness.

"The way to observe the sky and the journey to hold the sky are complete!"

"Heaven sends murderous intentions, stars move and fall, earth sends murderous intentions, dragons and snakes rise from the ground, humans send murderous intentions, heaven and earth repeat themselves, heaven and man harmonize, and all changes are established."

"This is the Three Talents Sword Formation of Hidden Sword Pavilion, and it is the final form of the Three Talents Killing Sword."

"They actually hid this move until now, and used Qinglian's right envoy to use his body as a bait to display it, in order not to give me a chance to discover and deal with it in advance.

But it can't kill me just by itself. At most, you will temporarily disable one of your arms. "

"I want to see what the three sword masters who have used the Sancai Killing Sword can do to block my anger!"

A flash of lightning flashed through Hong Shun's mind, and his energy and mind gathered together, suddenly rising upwards, breaking through the limit in an instant.

"Above the spiritual realm, return to the virtual performance method!"

boom!

With Hong Shun's body as the center, drastic changes occurred within a few feet of the surrounding area.

It's like a dead tree is full of life when spring comes, but it's also like it's surrounded by death, empty and dead.

Various forces are intertwined and integrated into one, annihilating and driving away all external objects.

brush!

The Sancai Killing Sword struck at this moment.

There was neither monstrous sword energy nor cold sword light, only a ray of pure murderous intention that penetrated directly into the arm that penetrated Fanci's back.

Then there was an explosion.

The three long swords were broken inch by inch, and the four figures quickly retreated back and left, disappearing into the darkness and snow in an instant.

Hong Shunwei took two steps back and steadied his figure. Looking at the figures that were quickly moving away, his eyes could not help but condense slightly.

"They turned around and ran away. What were they trying to do?"

"A grandmaster's combat power was lost for no reason, and the remaining three swordsmen were also extremely weak and exhausted. Do they still think they can escape?"

"I have long been tired of eating those tasteless pill pills in the palace. All of you will become my food!"

He lowered his head and opened his mouth silently until behind his ears.

There are layers of scarlet petals blooming inside, and there are densely packed sharp fangs growing freely through the flesh and mucous membranes.

Boom!

At this moment, a muffled sound came from the ruins not far away.

Hong Shunwen turned around and looked with a hint of approval in his eyes, "He is indeed a Beihuang monk who practices the secret method of Vajra. His physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary martial arts masters.

If it were his Yinji Master, he would have been crippled even if he had just entered the aura of our confrontation. "

"In the end, the monk was able to escape unscathed and even helped me entangle the young man with terrifying talents and qualifications.

Such a considerate and good man, I must taste it slowly later to see if his flesh and blood is more delicious. "

"Oh? There seems to be something wrong with this feeling."

“What appears is not the spiritual spirit of Brahma, but more like the aura of the dark abyss corresponding to Brahma.

But this is okay, I have eaten Brahma Warrior before, and now I just want to change my taste and see if the flesh and blood essence of the Black Abyss Grandmaster is more chewy. "

Click!

He bit Qinglian's right neck.

Seeing the corpse in his hand quickly shriveled up, Hong Shunyu showed an extremely satisfied smile on his face.

Even the wrinkles like ravines have relaxed a little.

"kindness!?"

After only swallowing a few mouthfuls, Hong Shunyu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He raised his head suddenly and left Qinglian's right envoy's neck.

But it seems to be stuck with strong glue, and even strands of transparent silk threads are pulled out from the middle, which emits a very faint crystal light against the surrounding white snow.

Click!

Hong Shunwei suddenly tore off the sticky threads, and his face became quite ugly at this moment.

There was a loud bang.

At this moment, the body of Qinglian's right envoy exploded without any warning.

Blood rain was flying all over the sky, completely covering Hong Shun Valley.

There were also crazy twisted transparent tentacles that shot out from the collapsed and decomposed corpse, all heading towards the wound on his arm.

boom!

Intense pressure came again.

Tear all the treacherous threads into pieces.

"It turns out to be a mysterious silk thread."

"Thirty years ago, Gui Shu imitated the little doll and reproduced this thing. Later, Dong He incorporated it into his body. After I learned the news, I went to Dong He to see it in person. At that time, I didn't realize that it was like this. Weird.”

"However, I have seen this kind of thing before. Logically speaking, I should be aware of it when fighting them. However, I didn't feel anything from the beginning to the end. It wasn't until the end that I saw some clues."

Hong Shunyu felt the changes in his body, his face became gloomy and serious, and water could almost drip from his brows.

He immediately understood the reason why Qinglian's right envoy took the initiative to seek death.

Fanci used his own life as bait to trap him for a moment, so that his companions could calmly use the Three Talents Killing Sword.

The purpose was not for anything else, just to open a wound on him.

This will leave a passage for Youxuan Weisi to break through, so that he can find a way to trick him in the subsequent confrontation.

However, the other party underestimated his level.

In other words, he underestimated the level of strength he could show after coming into contact with the realm of Dharma.

Therefore, after seeing the "Gui Xu Performance", the remaining people immediately retreated without hesitation, without even the slightest hesitation or pause.

Unfortunately, God's will is as unpredictable as a knife.

They didn't expect it, but he was even more caught off guard.

That group of people tried their best to do something that not even a martial arts master could do, but he himself swallowed it whole.

Nowadays, strange threads are surging, traveling in the internal organs, and it is even more difficult to deal with than injecting it from the arm wound.

In just a few breaths, the fight deep in the ruins suddenly stopped.

The continuous thunder disappeared, the wind and snow danced and fell again, and everything seemed to be restored to its original appearance.

"If you stay in Qingshan, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. You may be able to beat that young man to death if you stay, but after another fight, the mysterious threads in your body will definitely become more difficult to deal with. Therefore, you can't stay here anymore. You must Leave now."

Hong Shunwei exhaled a breath of turbid air, as if he wanted to release all the hesitation, all the entanglement, and all the hesitation with this breath.

The next moment, he turned around and left in the opposite direction.

boom!

At this moment, a strong wind suddenly rose and roared.

Carrying ice and snow, a large cloud of smoke and dust was thrown up, and it was already approaching in an instant.

Boom!

The ground collapsed suddenly, and the two figures separated at the touch of a button.

They each stepped back ten steps and faced each other in silence.

The smoke quickly dissipated, revealing the two people standing motionless inside.

Hong Shunque raised his head slightly and stared at the huge and ferocious body, his already gloomy expression even more cold.

"Warriors practice martial arts to improve themselves. I have lived for such a long time and have seen all kinds of warriors. However, there are only a handful of them who can become as ugly as you."

After a moment, he suddenly showed a smile, "It's a pity that such a precious animal like you should die like this.

However, I left you a chance to live, but you insist on coming to seek death and cut off your own way of life with your own hands. "

Snapped!

Bang bang bang!

The snake's tail, which had nowhere to rest, flicked left and right, and the head of the snake was vaguely visible at the top.

The wings behind his back flapped slowly, bringing out a strong bloody aura every time.

Wei Tao responded with a ferocious smile, "I really wanted to run away, but suddenly I found that something was wrong with Senior Hong's condition, so I stayed back. I hope I can help you solve the problem that you are troubled by."

After a pause, his smile grew stronger, "Old sir, there's no need to look at me with such suspicion, you have to believe that I definitely have this ability.

After all, as long as you let me beat you to death here, all the problems you are facing will disappear and you will never have any worries again. "

"That Beihuang ghost monk gave me a big surprise. I hope Grandmaster Hong won't disappoint me either."

Boom!

After the words fell, Wei Tao took a step forward.

When he reappeared, he was already roaring in front of Hong Shunyu.

He raised his thick arm covered with cloud-patterned black scales, tore through the air and slammed down.

Hong Shunju suddenly raised his head. This time, he no longer simply stretched out his arms and stretched out his claws, but formed seals with both hands and closed them together like lightning at the last moment.

boom!

Wei Tao punched out both fists, but he felt tremendous pressure coming instantly, all of it acting on his body.

It felt like I was carrying a huge mountain on my back, and I even felt like I was out of breath.

Not only that, even the black scales with cloud patterns on the body, the wings on the back, and the long snake tail behind the back have begun to reversely degenerate and no longer have the ferocious and vivid image before.

Wei Tao suddenly narrowed his eyes and met the eyes of Hong Shunyu, who was also looking shocked, as if he was about to spark a ball of sparks.

Boom!

Fists and palms exchanged, thunder rumbled.

Hong Shunqian didn't take a step back. The position he was standing in was already a large pit several meters in diameter and more than ten feet deep.

Half of his body was not at the bottom of the pit, and his head and face were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Wei Tao suddenly flew backwards and hit the ground heavily after more than ten feet, trampling on dense cracks of spider webs.

"This is the Guixu Act."

"I didn't expect that this person could withstand the combined blows of three kendo masters and be penetrated by concentric threads. He could still explode with such powerful strength."

"With his body as the center, at least within a few feet, it seemed to me like a complete void.

This extreme exclusivity, even the true meaning of martial arts that has been integrated into the body cannot withstand that kind of power, and it disappears and degrades in an instant. "

Wei Tao stared at the large crater that had just formed not far away, and his figure quickly shrunk and returned to his previous appearance.

He began to retreat slowly, and when he was ready to open a safe enough distance, he turned around and walked away without looking back.

Ahem!

A violent coughing sound came from the pit.

There was also a strong smell of blood, mixed in the wind.

Hong Shunwen raised his hand to wipe away the blood that spilled from his lips. He looked down at the surging tentacles in front of him, and his throat felt inexplicably itchy.

He suppressed the desire to cough again, pulled his legs out of the bottom of the pit, and backed away little by little.

When he thought that the young man might be not far outside the pit, staring eagerly at this place, Hong Shunyou couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

The instant confrontation also brought him great surprise.

Before this, among the master warriors he knew, whether they were Yinji masters or Yangji masters who transformed into reality, the true meaning of martial arts and the warrior's body had always been in a complementary relationship.

But I have never seen any warrior who can integrate the true meaning of martial arts into the physical body and become one body.

As a result, his Guixu performance will not have the maximum effect, and it will not be able to repel the opponent's true martial arts intention, leaving him with the ability to violently resist.

"If I hadn't been disturbed by the mysterious silk threads, I could have fully exerted the power of Guixu Performance..."

When Hong Shunwei thought of this, he stopped thinking about it.

Many distracting thoughts appeared inexplicably in my mind, as if there were many people talking non-stop, and there were fragments of memories that obviously should not belong to me, and the scenes flashed before my eyes like a stream of water.

This chaotic feeling seems to have returned to the time I was experiencing unbearable mystical delusions I don’t know how many years ago.

"Is it the mysterious silk threads, or is it because I just had a fight with that young man and he eroded my spirit?"

Hong Shunwei tried his best to keep the spiritual platform clear and stayed close to the edge of the pit, trying his best to sense Wei Tao's Qi.

After waiting for a moment, he suddenly jumped out of the pit and fled into the distance like lightning.

Wei Tao had retreated a hundred steps away at this time, and was about to turn around and run, but stopped suddenly before he could move.

He was in a trance as he watched the figure that ran away crazily and never looked back, and was even a little confused for a moment.

"The old guy actually ran faster than me."

"I'm afraid of him, and he's afraid of me. We're fighting from both ends."

Wei Tao took a deep breath of the cool and cold air. After a moment of silence, he finally gave up the thought of pursuing him. Instead, he turned around and entered the depths of the ruins, and found the body of Monk Beihuang from under the masonry.

Compared to Grandmaster Hong, who was beginning to understand what Dharma was, this immortal corpse was more attractive to him.

Fan Monk's strength is actually average, almost at the same level as Meng Zhi who also practices the Vajra Secret Technique.

Even if he surpassed Bimeng Zhi, he still did not break away from the level of the Great Vajra Realm. Therefore, he only persisted in his hands for a short time before being beaten to the point of losing the ability to move.

However, what really concerned Wei Tao was not that Fan Seng was a corpse, but the true meaning of Vajra he had condensed.

Completely different from Meng Zhi, this fan monk's true meaning of Vajra has nothing to do with Brahma's birth in heaven, but is deeply involved with the abyss of darkness that opposes Brahma.

This discovery was of great significance, like a flash of light cutting through the void, dispersing the fog and illuminating the way forward for him.

If you can get through it, you will have found the correct way to take the secret method of Vajra one step further.

"I sensed and captured the malice of Brahma and created the Vajra Glaze. Although it has the image of a black vajra, the root is still the spirit of Brahma."

"Based on the fight with this monk just now, it can be inferred that if Brahma's spirit is yang, the abyss of darkness may be yin. Although the two are opposites, they are constantly involved.

More importantly, they can all be understood and perceived by the secret method of Vajra, and eventually become masters of the secret sect. "

“Be patient and motionless like the earth, meditate deeply like a secret treasure, this is the description of the Great Vajra Realm by the Vajra Secret Method, but the deeper level of the unification of yin and yang is unclear, making it difficult for people to continue to delve deeper.

As the saying goes, solitary yang does not grow and solitary yin does not arise. If I can, like this monk, recreate the body of Vajra with the spiritual intention of the abyss of darkness, will it be regarded as fulfilling the true meaning of the unification of yin and yang, and can the secret method of Vajra be promoted to the highest level? A higher level? "

The ruined Taoist temple was silent, with only the wind and snow whistling through the sky.

Wei Tao looked up at the night sky, carefully lifted Fan Monk's body onto his shoulders, and left quickly in the opposite direction.

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"Mr. Hong can run very fast and is very good at concealing himself.

It was thanks to the sudden heavy snowfall, otherwise even this trace would not exist, and we would have lost his whereabouts long ago. "

Deep in the dark night, a petite and exquisite figure walked quietly.

Under her feet, the white snow surged slightly, as if there was something hiding underground, moving quickly with her.

Beside him, there was a woman wearing a hood and a white robe.

The two of them sensed and captured the breath left by Hong Shunyu together, looked for the faint footprints that appeared from time to time on the snow, and followed the faint traces.

"Beyond the two realms of Yang pole and true spirit is the realm of Dharma."

The petite girl tilted her head slightly, a faint smile appeared on her face, "Has Master Luo also reached this level?"

Luo Qingjun slowly shook his head, "I'm still one step away. Maybe I'll be able to stand in front of the door soon and get a glimpse of the artistic conception of what Dharma is. But I might also waste the rest of my life and never be able to take this step."

Yun Hong smiled slightly, "Although Grandmaster Hong is old and frail, and his physical body has lost much vitality, he is not very attractive to us.

But what is most precious to him is not these, but the practice experience along the way, and perhaps the various secrets he has experienced and known since the time of Emperor Wu. This is what we need most. "

After a pause, she continued, "As long as you join us, Grandmaster Hong can extend his dying life, and we can also gain access to his experience and memories. This is obviously something that will be of great benefit to both parties.

But I don't know why he had no interest in it, and just ran away without looking back. "

Luo Qingjun sighed, "Grandmaster Hong can't run too far. After being penetrated by Qinglian's right envoy's weird thread, he should be tortured by delusions and endure both physical and mental pain.

As long as we can stop Master Hong before he disposes of Weisi, we should be able to persuade him to join Dingxuan and become one of you. "

"That's not a delusion, it's us..."

Yunhong just spoke, but suddenly fell into silence.

The two stopped at the same time and turned their heads to look to one side.

Deep in the darkness and snow, a golden light seemed to quietly light up and shine into their eyes.

It can even make people wonder whether the night is about to pass, the wind and snow will stop, and the golden sun will rise slowly from the end of the western sky.

"Stop chasing. Let's leave here immediately and take shelter further away."

Yun Hong frowned, and Luo Qingjun's somewhat solemn voice suddenly came to her ears.

"That golden light seems to be the arrival of the King of the Golden Account in person!"

A dirt slope not far from the Wilderness Taoist Temple.

Wei Tao found a sheltered place from the wind and carefully laid Fan Monk's body flat on the ground.

He sat down next to him, frowning deeply in thought.

Fanseng still has the aura of the Dark Abyss in his body, but he hasn't figured out how to absorb it yet.

After thinking for a long time, Wei Tao decided to use the Guan Shen Wang Qi technique first, and finally conduct a detailed perception.

Then, depending on the situation, try to use the mysterious and mysterious silk to pull it away.

Quietly, his eyes lit up with a faint light.

But he didn't look at Fan Monk's body, but turned to look at the sky in the distance.

"This golden ray of light has such a rich spiritual meaning of Brahma."

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "I almost thought the sun was going to rise in the west today."