Asking about longevity

In the Taixu Sword Tomb, the old man's eyes changed. 6̾̾

"Since ten thousand years ago..."

"The heaven is filthy and the people's spiritual consciousness is weak. There cannot be any divine beasts..."

"In the end what happened?"

A fog hung in my mind.

The old man's mind turned into a sword and deduced the root cause of the disappearance of the evil spirit.

The spiritual thought was like a sword, breaking through the fog in an instant, and then the scenery changed, and the eyes were filled with blood.

The sky was as red as blood, and among the mountains of corpses, there was a ferocious and majestic king among the corpses. His whole body was bound by chains, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were filled with violence, blood, and twisted Tao Yun.

"Dao evil!"

The old man's eyes were horrified.

In a moment, a dark wind suddenly rose.

The boundless walking corpses and iron corpses invaded his sea of ​​consciousness like a tide, biting his consciousness without fear of death.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his skinny face revealed a hint of pride.

His spiritual thoughts condensed into awe-inspiring sword intent, like the chaos of two instruments, Taixu circulated, and the mysterious sword light bloomed in an instant, strangulating out.

All the walking corpses and iron corpses that touched the sword light were crushed into powder and strangled to death.

Seeing the tide of corpses being wiped out by the light of the sword, the Corpse King roared and the chains of cause and effect trembled around his body.

But in the blink of an eye, it followed the obscure chain of cause and effect, bullied the old man, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the old man's arm.

The old man's face showed determination, his spiritual thoughts turned into swords, and he slashed away with one strike.

This sword struck the Corpse King.

But it seemed to be cut into the void.

The corpse king is entangled with cause and effect, and seems to exist in another layer of illusion.

The old man frowned and slashed with his sword again.

This sword cuts cause and effect.

Taixu's sword intent was as mighty as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens. It cut away with one sword, breaking the chain of cause and effect, and also breaking the evil sign of the Blood Sea of ​​the Corpse King.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood disappeared in an instant.

The back mountain is silent, the sword tomb is desolate, and the ground is full of broken swords.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But the old man knew that there was a bite mark in his consciousness.

The injury was not serious, but a trace of bloodthirsty evil thoughts seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness, eroding his Taoist heart and giving him an icy murderous intention.

At the same time, the elder in the middle, Mr. Xun, who was reading at night and flipping through the formation book, his expression suddenly changed.

"The murderous intention is shaking, and the divine thought turns into a sword!"

Mr. Xun's face was as heavy as water. He stretched out his hand and drew a dark crack in the void. Then he stepped into the crack. When he reappeared, he already appeared in the sword tomb in the forbidden area behind the mountain.

There is nothing unusual about the sword tombs all over the mountain.

Only the old man in the middle seemed to have an unstable Taoist mind, and his consciousness was overflowing. A sword intent that contained terrifying murderous intent was stored but not released, making people shudder.

But ordinary monks cannot detect this kind of killing intent in swordsmanship.

The entire Taixu Mountain elders and disciples were still sleeping peacefully, unaware of what was happening in the forbidden area.

But Mr. Xun knew.

He looked at the old man in the sword tomb, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and then sighed, "Brother, you drew your sword again..."

The white-haired and long-bearded old man's face was pale, as if he was restraining something. On his face, the sword energy was flowing horizontally and murderous intent was flowing.

After a long time, he relied on his advanced cultivation to forcibly stabilize his Taoist heart, suppress his murderous intention, and his expression returned to normal, but his mind was still contaminated by the "corpse poison" of cause and effect.

A trace of twisted, blood-red Tao Yun is entangled in it.

When Mr. Xun saw this, he took a deep breath.

"This is?!"

The long-bearded old man raised his head, glanced at Mr. Xun, and said with a wry smile:

"I didn't expect it to be... Dao evil."

When Mr. Xun heard this, he looked sternly and said:

"What happened?"

The old man with a long beard shook his head and said: "Xiao Xiaoxie entered my Taixu. I wanted to deduce the cause and effect and kill it with one sword, but somehow, inexplicably, I killed an evil spirit..."

"If it weren't for this evil, the realm would be low, and it would only be half a step, and it would not be a complete body yet..."

"Otherwise, with my remaining spiritual thoughts and deficient Dao heart, I am afraid that it will have been polluted and become a puppet of Dao evil. The body is a human, and the Dao heart has become a corpse..."

The long-bearded old man breathed a deep sigh of relief, feeling chilled in his heart.

Mr. Xun's eyes were solemn, "Someone is planning to cultivate evil?"

The old man pondered for a moment and shook his head, "It doesn't look like it. It doesn't look like he is deliberately cultivating evil. It looks more like..."

"I cut the cause and effect with my sword. I accidentally touched something I shouldn't have touched, violated a taboo, and offended this evil beast..."

Mr. Xun was puzzled, "What is the evil of cause and effect?"

The old man with a long beard nodded and said: "This half-footed evil... seems to be 'dead', but its resentment cannot be eliminated. It is lodged in some 'thing'..."

"Dao Ni...is already dead?" Mr. Xun frowned even more tightly, "In this land of one world, under the Dao Code, how could Dao Ni die so easily?"

"Who is this holy person? He is so capable that he can bypass the laws of heaven and kill evildoers?"

The old man with a long beard closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened his eyes, with a solemn expression, and said slowly:

"Everything in the world must die as soon as it is born."

"Dao evil is just the product of the deformation of the Dao. Under the laws of heaven, one is invincible, but it does not mean that it is an immortal thing..."

"It can live, and naturally it can die."

"It's just that I didn't expect that even though I was guarding the Sword Tomb and not leaving the mountain, I would be bitten by Dao Evil inexplicably..."

The old man with a long beard raised his head, looked at the starless night sky, and sighed:

"The man died, and the immortal fate of Guixu Celestial Burial appeared in the world. The secrets of heaven are turning silently, and there are more and more unpredictable things..."

Mr. Xun frowned.

In Qianxue Prefecture, where families are prosperous and peaceful, it has indeed been a long time since I heard the word "dao evil".

Now it sounds like it feels like a world away.

Old Mr.

"What kind of evil is it?"

"In the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, there is a corpse king..."

Corpse King...

Old Mr.

"Brother, are you... okay..."

The old man coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice:

"It will be good to rest for some time...Although today is different from the past, a Karma evil will not seriously damage my mind..."

After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but cough a few times.

His breath gradually weakened, and it seemed that the original injury had worsened.

Mr. Xun couldn't bear it and sighed:

"Senior brother, your mind turns into a sword... don't use it anymore."

"I know what's appropriate..."

"Brother!"

The old man with a long beard looked indifferent.

Mr. Xun sighed, his eyes were solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You should know better than me when cultivating the sword of spiritual thoughts. Although the sword is transformed from spiritual thoughts, it can cut both tangible objects and invisible gods. but……"

"Success is also due to sword intention, and failure is also due to sword intention."

"This sword intention is not an external sword weapon, but your own spiritual thought."

"When the sword intention comes out, it will either hurt others or hurt itself. Even when it hurts others, it will also consume one's own spiritual power."

"Ordinary sword practitioners use swords to kill people. If the sword is damaged, it can be repaired. If the sword is broken, it can be recast. If the sword is destroyed, just make another one..."

"But the mind is different..."

"The spirit becomes a sword. If the sword is damaged, the spirit will be injured. If the sword is broken, the spirit will be silent. If the sword is destroyed, the spirit will die..."

"This is not the scariest thing..."

"The scariest thing is..."

Mr. Xun looked at the bearded old man and said, "It is very easy for the mind to turn into a sword and the sword to leave the body. It will be contaminated by evil spirits. Once it is contaminated, the Taoist heart will be tainted with filth. It will be difficult to aspire to the great road, or even..."

Mr. Xun felt a pain in his heart and stopped talking.

The old man with a long beard smiled bitterly and laughed at himself:

"...even like me, people are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts, just keep their skins and paint themselves in captivity..."

"Senior brother..."

"I know……"

The bearded old man sighed, "I know, this sword art can no longer be practiced..."

"I am the one who practices this sword technique, and the last one..."

"From now on, all disciples of the Taixu Sect are not allowed to practice the 'Sword Transformation Art of Divine Mind', nor are they allowed to tell them about the existence of this sword art..."

"This inheritance ends with me."

"Follow me and be annihilated and die together in this Taixu Sword Tomb."

"But, I'm not dead yet..."

The old man with a long beard has a withered face, but his eyes are full of sharpness:

"I am still the successor of Taixu Sword Technique..."

"Those evil spirits that offend me, the murderous intentions derived from divine thoughts, cause and effect, and heavenly secrets, I have to kill them with my sword..."

"Even if the divine will is lost, even if the divine power disappears..."

"This is the last thing I can do."

Mr. Xun felt both admiration and sadness in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh and comforted:

"In the realm of Qianxue Prefecture, aristocratic families are established, sects are prosperous and prosperous, and some demons and demons, as well as young people, dare not offend the Eight Gates..."

"Senior brother, you don't have to..."

The old man with a long beard looked cold and chuckled: "Do you believe these words yourself?"

Mr. Xun was startled.

The long-bearded old man looked at Mr. Xun and sighed: "Junior brother, you are the master of formations, don't you know it better than anyone else..."

"Our Taixu Sect has no inheritance of the Tianji Algorithm at all."

"Our Taixu Sect has never relied on algorithms, but on swordsmanship..."

"If there is an invasion by demons and evil spirits, use Taixu Divine Mind to turn into a sword to kill the evil spirits, cut off the cause and effect, and isolate the dangers in the heavenly secrets..."

"We can only kill..."

"We can't learn the real algorithm and we can't master it, so there are some things that we can't see at all..."

Mr. Xun was silent.

He also knew in his heart that his senior brother was telling the truth.

The Tianji algorithm is far superior to the array algorithm.

My own deductions are only based on the formation algorithm, not the real secret algorithm, so I can only get a glimpse of some cause and effect, but I can't get a glimpse of the root cause...

The old man with a long beard added: "Since you can't calculate it and can only see it with your eyes, how do you know that the so-called prosperity is the truth?"

Mr. Xun frowned, "My Taixu Sect is not proficient in algorithms, but other sects..."

The old man with a long beard shook his head, "The entire Qianxue State, whether it is the array algorithm or the Tianji algorithm, has declined..."

"In the former Qianxue state, formations were prosperous, the monks had a firm heart, and had the world in mind, so Tianji monks emerged in large numbers..."

"But now..."

"Although the algorithm is there, the aristocratic families and sects only consider their own selfish interests, not the common people, nor destiny."

"The elders who control the sect and even the important positions of the family live off the profits and get rich. There are some things that they cannot see at all, or in other words, they don't want to see or see."

"Desire of profit will cloud the heart, and the secret of heaven will be obscured."

"Once the way of heaven is deceived, the extraterrestrial demons and wild evil gods will be ready to move, using human hearts as a breeding ground to overrun and breed..."

The old man with a long beard looked indifferent:

"Those people only see the appearance of prosperity and cannot see the foundation of decadence..."

"What's more, I couldn't predict the corruption of people's hearts and the terrifying evil spirits in the divine cause and effect..."

"One day, these evil spirits will destroy our Taixu Sect's orthodoxy."

"As long as I'm alive, I can still kill him with my sword."

"What will happen if I die..."

The old man with a long beard has an indifference about death, but also reveals a bit of sadness.

When Mr. Xun heard this, he sighed deeply:

"Senior brother, I'm exaggerating..."

"There are countless strong people in Qianxuezhou. There will always be a way. You don't have to think too much. It's better to rest and recuperate..."

The old man with a long beard was silent and kept his mouth shut.

Mr. Xun said nothing more, but his eyes were filled with worry.

What is invisible is the scariest thing...

He sighed, turned and left.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man with a long beard slowly opened his eyes again, rubbed a broken sword at his hand, and murmured in a low voice:

"sorry……"

"I want you to accompany me..."

"We 'died' together in this sword tomb..."

The ancient broken sword was also silent, a dead silence.

The entire back mountain was deserted and lonely.

In the dark sword tomb.

The old man sat withered on the ground, surrounded by broken swords and densely covered with ancient chains, as if he was using the swords as a formation to imprison himself in Taixu Forbidden Land, from which he would never be able to escape.

…

The disciple is in the middle.

The "little mythical beast" Mo Hua "ate" the demon, digested it, and rested for a while.

At dawn the next day, I went to class as if nothing was wrong.

The secret of heaven is obscure and the cause and effect is latent.

He didn't know yet that there was an ancestor of the sect who was bitten by the corpse king he raised on his body.

He continued to practice and take classes as always.

But there is one more thing in my spare time:

Accept the second-level formation mission and earn merit!

Old Mr.

During my ten-day break, I took on the task of arresting the guilty cultivator, although I earned a lot of merit.

But in comparison, it is definitely more cost-effective to draw the second-level formation and earn merit.

After all, there are only two days during the ten-day break, and I only have time to complete one task.

But there are eight days of classes in the sect. As long as you are free, you can take on tasks and draw formations every day.

What's more, the two don't conflict.

I usually draw formations to earn merit, and when I have a break, I go out to "relax".

Catch a few bad guys, continue to experiment and improve the "iron plate", seize a few more spells, and earn more merit.

In this two-pronged approach, you can earn more merits faster...

For the second-level formation tasks, you no longer need to find Senior Sister Murong, Mo Hua can take it on his own.

He stared at Taixu Ling, always looking for a mission.

He just applied all morning, but no surprise, no one was willing to give him the task...

In the Taixu Order, there will be entries recorded under the disciples' names, with explanations attached under the entries.

Under the current name of Mo Hua, a new entry has been added:

A second-grade primary formation master.

Under this entry, there will be some explanations, recording how many formations Mo Hua drew, how many tasks he took over, how well he completed them, etc...

This is a record of meritorious service.

It can also be regarded as a proof of qualifications.

But the ink painting is now empty under the entry of "Second Grade Elementary Formation Master".

Because he has not taken over any second-grade formation tasks in the Taixu Order so far, and has never drawn a second-grade formation, so this entry is naturally empty.

In other words, he is a complete "newcomer".

Therefore, other people's formations are generally not drawn by him.

Ink painting can only keep lowering its requirements, from the second grade thirteen patterns, to the second grade twelve patterns, to the second grade eleven patterns...

But his "qualification" is relatively low, and no one agrees to give him the task.

Mo Hua was not convinced, so he persevered and kept applying...

Finally, after applying nearly thirty times, I finally successfully received the first task:

The second grade ten-pattern formation, the Fireworks Formation.

Mo Hua sighed.

The second grade and ten patterns are really too low-end!

But there is no way, everything is difficult at the beginning.

If you don't take small steps, you won't be able to reach a thousand miles. If you don't start with low-level formations and accumulate "qualifications", others won't let you draw higher-end formations.

Mo Hua calmed down and began to calm down, preparing to complete his first second-level formation mission in Taixu Sect...