Alienated Martial Arts

A scream went straight into the sky.

The nine-headed ghost car roared and soared, surrounding the place it passed with scarlet blood light, shattering and scattering large tracts of wind and snow.

It looks clear and distinct, like substance.

In sharp contrast to the previous illusory image.

Moreover, the impact on people’s spirit has also reached a new level.

Wei Tao stood silently in the depths of the ruins, unable to suppress the increasingly violent emotions in his heart.

Uh-huh!

The long tail of the snake with cloud patterns and black scales broke out of its body.

Swinging from side to side behind him, he smashed large cracks into the ground.

The eyes on the snake's head slowly opened, and they were also scarlet, flashing with a twisted and crazy light.

He fixed his gaze on the ghost car traveling through the wind and snow, and made a gesture of always being ready to pounce and kill.

Wei Tao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt dizzy and even felt like vomiting.

"Quiet."

A low voice echoed among the ruins.

But was directly interrupted by another sharp cry.

The ghost car whizzed by, spreading its wings to its fullest.

No response to the command to be quiet.

Boom! ! !

Suddenly a thunder exploded.

In an instant, blood surged and fell to the ground.

The warehouse, which was already in a mess, was smashed into a deep hole.

"If you keep screaming and flying around, I will beat you to death."

Wei Tao stood up straight little by little and released the Yuantai Fist Seal that he clenched tightly.

He lowered his head to look down, stepped on the ground again, and stepped hard on the ghost car.

Everything became quiet.

Even the long tail of the repair snake behind him no longer swayed from side to side.

Instead, he stood still and looked around carefully, being obedient to the extreme.

"I seemed to have scolded myself just now."

Wei Tao thought silently and took another breath, "Void Xuanwu and Gui Che's true meaning seem to reflect reality through my true spiritual will, and at the same time have a subtle influence on my spirit.

And as the level of cultivation deepens, especially when the Nine Transformations of Lingming enters the Yang Pole, this influence becomes stronger and deeper. I don’t know when I will be able to break through the mystery and enjoy true freedom. "

“Calming the ape, restraining the horse, and calming the demons are easy to say but difficult to do.

No wonder I have heard before that the well-known novel about a master and a disciple traveling westward to obtain Buddhist scriptures is also related to the practice of alchemy. "

Thinking of this, Wei Tao felt inexplicably emotional.

He can master multiple disciplines and offset each other to achieve a dynamic balance in a certain sense.

However, for other warriors, specializing in one discipline requires a lot of time and energy, so the impact can only become deeper and deeper. Even if they break through the mysterious illusion and become a master, it cannot be called liberation.

Even people as amazing and talented as Qi Taiquan and Ning Xuanzhen have been struggling and don't know when they will reach the end.

Wei Tao gathered his thoughts, packed some Ning Yuan Dan into his luggage, and prepared to leave Lingyungang.

Suddenly, he stopped beside the banquet room.

He lowered his head and stared at Shi Lei in front of him, with a somewhat doubtful expression on his face.

Time passed little by little.

Wei Tao remained silent and motionless, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Wow.

A few pieces of rubble slid down, leaving traces on the snow.

Wei Tao gently exhaled a breath of white mist, "I thought I was the only one left in Lingyungang, but I didn't expect that there were seniors hiding in the pit watching the snow and eating ice, and they almost hid it from me."

There was a crashing sound.

A large hole was opened in the stone, revealing a figure who had just sat up inside.

Hong Shunwei brushed off the dust on his body and hurriedly bowed to say hello.

Wei Tao observed carefully for a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face, "When Sun Daozi and I found Senior Hong, we saw that you were being corroded by the Nine Saint Spirits, and there was almost no reason to survive. As a result, you are now alive and kicking without any trace of it.

It makes people a little curious, how did the senior achieve this without being killed by the spirit of the Nine Saints, without becoming a successor of the Nine Saints, and even improved in the realm of cultivation. "

Hong Shunwei sighed, "Wei Daozi didn't know something. The old slave was already in despair at that time. He originally gave up the struggle, but unexpectedly, things suddenly turned around."

After a pause, he also had a puzzled expression on his face, "After the spirit of the Nine Saints enters the body, I have to let the old slave carry the will of the Nine Saints and become the successor of the Nine Saints. It's okay if that's all, but the problem arises in the return of the Nine Saints that I have cultivated. On the virtual acting method.

The Nine Holy Spirits will dominate, but Guixu's performance excludes others. The two sides refuse to give in to each other, which immediately puts the old slave into a desperate situation, and there is no way to get out of it no matter what.

Later, the old slave also figured out that since I couldn't resist the will of the Nine Holy Spirits, I simply followed the spiritual victory method mentioned by Daozi and regarded it as my own. I actually slowly integrated it into the Guixu performance method. , regaining control of the body bit by bit. "

"What's even more strange is that during this process, the old slave actually gained a deeper understanding of the cloud pattern of the ancient cauldron of Sixiang Palace. Combined with the method of cultivating gods and devouring souls, it seems that there is only one thread left to truly return to the world. Act out the Dharma in a virtual way and step into the Dharma realm.”

Wei Tao thought slowly and said, "The Lord Taotie Yunwen is gluttonous, so Mr. Hong ate the spirit of the Nine Saints and turned it into his own?"

Hong Shunwei shook his head, "It should not be swallowed directly, but absorbed naturally after assimilating it."

"Absorption after assimilation?"

Wei Tao frowned, thoughtfully, "If that's true, it would be interesting."

Hong Shunwei observes words and colors, and knows what he means by hearing sounds.

At that time, Wei Tao was about to give a manifestation demonstration of the newly understood ancient cauldron cloud pattern, allowing Wei Tao to carefully understand the perception from different angles.

The two sat and talked until the whole day passed and night fell again, and then they finally stopped.

"Mr. Hong's trip to the Nine Sacred Mountains has been quite fruitful. After returning to the Four Symbols Hall in the capital, he may be able to break through the barrier and enter the Dharma Realm if he has a good time to digest it."

A gust of cold wind whistled past, and Wei Tao raised his head at this moment and said something calmly.

Under the gaze of that gentle gaze, Hong Shunyu felt great pressure, and even spoke a little stuttering, "Daozi, Daozi, do you want me to return to the capital?"

"Why, doesn't Senior Hong want to go back?"

Wei Tao was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to go back. It's easy to get bored always staying in one place. Why not walk around and see other Dharma masters again if you're lucky, senior." You can verify your own strength level."

Hong Shunwei hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know, but since I got older, I like to be quiet and not move, otherwise I wouldn't have stayed in the capital for decades.

If it weren't for the impending deadline, I wouldn't have abandoned the ancient cauldron heater in the Sixiang Hall and gone to the Nine Sacred Mountains covered in ice and snow to ask for trouble. "

After finishing speaking, he carefully observed Wei Tao's face.

As time went by, Hong Shun's heart couldn't help but sink.

Especially when he saw Wei Tao slowly getting up, this uneasy feeling had reached its peak.

Even though he was a great master who was just a hair away from achieving the Dharma realm, he couldn't think of anything else.

Hong Shunwei looked at the expressionless young face, and suddenly a realization arose in his heart.

In this life, even if he makes further progress in martial arts practice, he will never be his opponent.

Outside Mianlong Town, Taoist Master Xuanwu broke through his spiritual defense and cast a shadow over it.

In the Nine Sacred Mountains, this one planted a seed through the gap opened by Taoist Master Xuanwu.

A period of time has passed, and after being watered with blood and death by martial arts masters such as Qinglian Dharma King, Shadow Lao Gong, and Nine Saints Successors, the seeds have taken root and sprouted, and it is almost impossible to pull them out.

"Senior, why are you so nervous?"

Wei Tao sighed, "Mr. Hong and I traveled together and got along quite happily. Even if there were some minor conflicts at the beginning, they have long since disappeared, so there is no need to take it to heart.

Since Senior Hong misses his family so much, I will no longer force him to stay. If there is a chance in the future, I will talk to Senior again when I get to the capital. "

Hong Shunqing felt as if he had received an amnesty. He felt that the big stone that was suppressing his heart suddenly disappeared, as if his whole person had become lighter.

The night is deep and the wind and snow are howling.

Wei Tao was the only one left in the Nine Saint Sect.

He reviewed the cloud pattern of the ancient cauldron of Sixiang Hall over and over again, comprehending the artistic conception lingering in it, and suddenly understood why Master Xuanwu was so interested in it, he stopped Hong Shunque outside Mianlong Town and asked to observe.

However, the cloud pattern that Master Xuanwu saw should be different from what he saw today.

After all, at that time, Hong Shunwei had not suffered successive blows and had not yet understood the method of spiritual victory. Therefore, his understanding of the Taotie Cloud Pattern was based on simple devouring, rather than subsequent assimilation and absorption.

"Hong Shunyu realized assimilation."

"Then the influence of the true meaning of Xuanyuan on the spirit, in a certain sense, can also be regarded as a kind of assimilation."

"If the speculation about assimilation is correct, no one seems to be able to say clearly what changes will happen in the end."

Wei Tao was thinking silently when he suddenly stopped all his thoughts and stood up to look north.

Brahma was born in heaven and began to call again.

And the favor he received seemed to be getting stronger.

Wei Tao was also a little speechless and didn't understand why Brahma's spirit insisted on letting him pass.

This kind of behavior of luring a wolf into the house is really incomprehensible.

The other party was so persistent and urgent that it was hard for him to refuse.

Maybe we really need to go over and teach it a lesson, letting it know that people's hearts are sinister, and not everyone can put down their guard and give them all their trust.

But before that, we still have to go back to the mountain gate.

Take a look at Dao Master Ning's physical condition and the senior sister who has just been promoted to Grand Master to see if she has stabilized her realm.

If conditions permit, he will have a deeper understanding of the unification of yin and yang, which can be used in the Yin and Yang Ming Sutra, so that Senior Sister Ni can also have a deeper understanding of the artistic conception of yin and yang.

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The sun sets in the west and the sky becomes dark.

Only a faint afterglow is left, spreading the last bit of light to the mountains.

Deep in the empty and dilapidated buildings, an old man in green clothes walked slowly, stopping in front of the ruins from time to time, frowning slightly and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Pavilion Master, I'm back."

In silence, a figure quietly appeared.

The old man in green shirt nodded slightly, but did not look at the middle-aged man who had just arrived. His eyes fell on a collapsed stone house not far away, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

The man followed, "Pavilion Master, the last place where the three brothers Ye Tian appeared was near Dingxuan Mountain in Mozhou, and then they lost all traces."

The old man in green shirt finally stopped and turned around to take a look, "So, the disappearance of Sancai Sword is related to the Dingxuan sect?"

The middle-aged man said, "According to the reports from the people below, Dingxuan Mountain has been a bit strange recently. There are no disciples of Dingxuan coming in and out. It seems to have become a dead land. They don't dare to get too close to explore."

The old man in green shirt frowned slightly, "That man once said that if the sect is not a good place, the masters can be killed.

Now it seems that it is unclear whether the Grandmaster is killable or not, and the seven sects of the sect really do not seem to be a kind place. "

The atmosphere suddenly became calm.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and they walked slowly along the way, and finally came to a high platform overlooking the surrounding environment.

The old man in green shirt stood in the center of the high platform, with a dilapidated stone tablet erected in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to brush off a layer of dust on the surface of the stone tablet, stared at the already blurry words on it, and quickly immersed himself in it with all his energy.

It wasn't until after tea time that the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion said, "Does Yeying know what is engraved on this?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"The true meaning of the Sancai Killing Sword is engraved on it. It was left by our ancestors a hundred years ago, but now there is only a ruined wall left."

Suddenly, a ray of cold light shot out from his fingertips and disappeared into the stone tablet silently.

Yeying's pupils shrank, sensing the three sharp sword intentions hidden within the stone tablet.

Click!

The stone tablet suddenly cracked open, revealing three long swords hidden inside.

His eyes suddenly blurred, and he disappeared from the dilapidated high platform under his feet, and the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion beside him disappeared. Only three figures standing in the shape of finished characters were left, and they all pulled out the three-foot green sword hanging at the waist. Front.

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

The cold and cold voice seemed to sway directly in Ye Ying's consciousness.

He suddenly shuddered and subconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

Time passed quickly, and Ye Ying was deeply immersed in it. Until the three figures disappeared, he still hadn't come back to his senses.

"Do you understand?"

The voice of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion suddenly woke Ye Ying up from his trance.

He wiped away the fine cold sweat on his forehead and gently exhaled a breath, "This disciple has never thought that the abandoned land of Jiange actually hides such a secret."

"This is not an abandoned place."

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion laughed, "It is the place where the sword intentions of the ancestors in the pavilion were preserved before they died, and it is also the sword grave where the swords they used throughout their lives are kept."

Ye Ying was slightly startled. This was the first time he heard such a secret.

At the same time, he was a little confused and didn't understand why the pavilion master suddenly brought him here.

After a pause, the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion suddenly changed the subject, "How is the investigation going on about Shenyi Hengkong?"

Ye Ying turned his head at this moment and looked towards the bottom of the high platform.

A young woman dressed in white and carrying two long swords quietly appeared.

She bowed and saluted, "Replying to the Pavilion Master, according to the news received by the disciples, the divine will traveled from the far north all the way south, and finally fell into Mianlong Town, the Nine Sacred Mountains in the southern border of Qizhou.

Later, many martial arts masters, including the King of the Golden Account and the Master of Xuanwu, gathered here. After a chaotic battle, Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty appeared from the underground of Mianlong Town. Uncle Ye Shang unfortunately died in this battle.

Then, Emperor Wu headed north, straight into the Northern Wasteland, and seemed to be repeating his actions of breaking through the golden tent and slaying Brahma a hundred years ago. "

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion nodded, "The will of God appears and the world is in chaos. We have been hiding our swords for hundreds of years, and it's time for us to show our strength again."

As the sound fell, with this high platform as the center, a large area of ​​ruins began to tremble violently.

Dozens of swords broke through the seal and came straight towards the high platform, flying rapidly around the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

In the end, they all fell into the sword box behind him.

Click!

The sword box is closed, and all the cold energy is gathered away.

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion held down the sword box and slowly closed his eyes, "I will go to the Northern Wilderness, first test the sword with the spiritual intention of Brahma, and then cultivate the sword with the true intention of the seven sects. When I succeed, it will be able to surpass the sword from a hundred years ago. Emperor Wu, take a look at the realm of swordsmanship recorded in the classics by the founder of this pavilion."

I haven't been feeling well all day. I don't have a fever, but I have a severe headache. I don't know what the cause is.