I cast eternal life with the seeds of Tao

"Swoosh...!"

Above the stone chamber that had been sealed for many years and was as silent as an abyss.

A figure stained with blood passed through the void and fell to the ground like a cannonball.

"Bang...!"

The earth shook violently, splashing a lot of smoke and dust.

"Puff...!"

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and Zhao Heng felt a sharp pain all over his body, his five internal organs were burning, and his eyes were black, as if he was about to faint at any time.

It took more than ten breaths before the pain began to ease. At the same time, a heat flow spread in his heart, and the energy of the purple gold blood dissipated, which relieved Zhao Heng's pain again.

He slowly calmed down and looked at his body covered with bruises, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

At this time, he had already exited the state of the silver body. All over his body, there were dense gaps, which were caused by being cut by sharp weapons.

The blood had covered Zhao Heng's whole body, turning him into a bloody man. There was still a lot of knife energy raging in his body, and his injuries were not light.

However, Zhao Heng didn't care about all this. He forced himself to stand up and scanned the space where he was.

This was a wide circular square, completely closed on all sides, with only the top of the cone, and the exit was covered by a dense black sword aura.

"I was right. Behind the sword aura is the real end of the cave."

Zhao Heng's fingers flashed with light, and he took out the erotic album. He used his spiritual sense to go deep into it and saw the familiar pattern again.

There was a long shuttle-shaped picture with many branches connected on it, which was the structural diagram of this cave.

When Zhao Heng first entered this cave, he felt a little familiar. As he continued to go deeper, he confirmed that the structure of the cave was exactly the same as the drawing.

But when they entered the last stone chamber, Zhao Heng found something unusual again.

According to the drawing, there should be another part of this cave, and this part of the area was separated by a gray-black line on the drawing.

Zhao Heng originally guessed that it might be the owner of the cave who did not strictly follow the drawing when opening the cave, resulting in deviations.

It was not until he fought with Wang Yanwu, broke the stone wall at the end, and found this group of sword energy torrents that he suddenly realized.

It was the owner of the cave who deliberately hid the last area of ​​the cave. The gray and black line on the drawing should be this group of sword energy.

After making this judgment, Zhao Heng was happy and worried.

The joy was naturally that he had discovered the real core area of ​​the cave, but the worry was that he was fighting with Wang Yanwu at the time and could not take the initiative to explore.

And once the opportunity was missed and others got there first, it would be a great opportunity.

Of course, it was extremely risky to explore this place.

The power of the sword energy torrent was terrifying. Even if a powerful person who had reached the great perfection of the Ascension Realm fell into it, he would not be able to hold on for a few breaths and would be shredded into pieces.

Although Zhao Heng's silver and mysterious body was strong, it was just trained after all, and the power was far from reaching the extreme of this realm. It could only hold on for more than ten breaths at most.

What if the leader of the Shura Sect suddenly gave Zhao Heng a fake blueprint, saying that there was nothing behind the torrent of sword energy and it was a dead end? Zhao Heng would also risk his life.

The reason why he dared to do this was that Zhao Heng still had the Yin-Yang Fangcun Ling to protect his body, and his defense could be improved to another level.

In addition, he also had the Yin-Yang Qingxuan Talisman. If it didn't work, he could use this Talisman to resist for a while and get out of it safely.

Layers of buffs were superimposed, and Wang Yanwu, that dog, had bad intentions.

Zhao Heng simply took advantage of the situation and pretended to be completely crazy, and was thrown into the torrent of sword energy by Wang Yanwu.

This way, he could explore the cave without arousing the other party's suspicion.

Fortunately, Zhao Heng succeeded. With his own physique and Yin-Yang Fangcun Ling, he resisted the torrent of sword energy and came here.

With a sigh in his heart, Zhao Heng's eyes fell on the center of the square.

The moment he saw it, Zhao Heng's eyes were slightly shocked.

I saw that in the center of the square, there was another square bronze altar standing.

It looks very similar to the altar outside, but it is several times larger.

And there are five copper pillars around the altar, each of which is covered with a gray light ball, so you can't see what's inside.

In the center of the altar, a withered skeleton is sitting cross-legged, wrapped in a black robe, and the jade belt around its waist has been broken. It sits there quietly, and it is unknown how many years it has been standing there.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng can easily guess that this skeleton is probably the master of Shura Sect, Jue Ting, who once dominated the magic world.

The things on the altar should be the real inheritance he left behind.

Thinking of this, Zhao Heng's heart warmed up, and he hurriedly approached the altar.

Halfway through, he stopped and casually took out a handful of crystals and threw them towards the altar.

"Clang, clang!"

Most of the crystals fell to the ground without any abnormality, but the crystals within a range of ten feet close to the altar were blown away by a layer of black light that suddenly appeared.

In addition, there was no abnormality.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng was still worried. He spread his spiritual sense and saw through all the dangers around him. Then he moved forward carefully and gradually approached the altar.

He circled around the altar and found nothing unusual.

It was just that there seemed to be a wall of air condensed by black light ten feet away from the altar, which prevented him from climbing onto the altar.

Zhao Heng tried to blast out with his palm through the air.

"Bang...!"

The fist force hit the air wall, but it failed to shake the air wall at all. Instead, it was instantly shattered by a sharp knife energy that overflowed from the black light.

Zhao Heng frowned and simply took out the tiger-headed broadsword to try to forcefully break the air wall.

He holds the Pu Dao, charges up for a moment, and strikes with one strike!

"boom……!"

Amidst the loud noise, the black light barrier flashed again.

A violent counter-shock force knocked Zhao Heng away and hit the stone wall at the edge of the square.

The black light flashed on the stone wall, and it actually had the power of restraint. It bounced him back, hit him heavily on the ground, and then bounced up from the ground again.

Zhao Heng, who was already seriously injured, was bleeding again.

"Depend on!"

Zhao Heng couldn't help but curse.

At this moment, a formation pattern lit up on the bronze altar, and in the center of the altar, an illusory middle-aged man wearing black clothes and standing with his hands behind his back suddenly appeared.

This man is tall, with handsome features and a resolute profile. He has a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows that fly into his temples. He is wearing a black gown and stands on the altar with his hands behind his hands. He gives people a domineering air that looks down on the world and dominates him.

Coupled with that extraordinary appearance and temperament, the vicissitudes and years of precipitation in his eyes.

The first impression I get is that this is a domineering old handsome guy with a story.

This kind of man kills women, young and old alike.

Even Zhao Heng, who is also a man, has to admit that this guy is really charming.

But at this moment, the mean and mocking smile on the man in black's face ruined his temperament.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... You must have suffered a lot, does it hurt from the fall?

The "sword energy restriction" that I personally arranged is not something that you, the younger generation, can break through with brute force. How stupid... Hahaha! "

The man in black laughed proudly, making Zhao Heng's teeth itch.

He had already seen that this figure was a phantom condensed by the formation. The body of the leader of the Shura Sect was still sitting in the center of the altar. This should be what he left behind during his lifetime.

This guy was indeed a man who founded a sect by robbery, and he died in such a bad mood.

The handsome old man in black finished laughing and said to himself: "Hey, hey... don't stare at me, and don't scold me behind my back. The dead are the most important. Please respect your seniors."

The corners of Zhao Heng's mouth twitched and he said nothing.

The old handsome guy continued: "If you are able to come here, you must have obtained the roll of drawings I left behind.

Thinking about it, you are probably a descendant of my Shura Sect. Of course, it doesn't matter if you are not. Anyway, I basically robbed everything I have. If you rob it again, we can be considered as people of the same path. "

This logic made Zhao Heng lose his temper.

"Okay, let's get to the point. Since you are here, you must want to inherit my inheritance and treasures, and I will not be stingy in giving you treasures. However, you must also pass my test."

The next moment, around the altar, a hemispherical black light flashed, and a sharp wave of energy surged and expanded, spreading rapidly with the potential to strangle all things.

Zhao Heng's heart trembled, and he quickly retreated to the edge of the square. Only then did the sword energy regain control.

This forbidden power is extremely powerful and has exceeded the scope of the Dzogchen Realm. It is not something that Zhao Heng in his current state can resist.

The handsome old man in black looked proud.

"How about it? You know you can't break it open with brute force. Of course, if your cultivation is higher than mine, then just pretend that I didn't say the previous words."

After speaking, he continued to explain: "The so-called law is not passed down lightly, not to mention the inheritance left by me Jueting. The person who can get my mantle must be an extremely talented person, at least the talent cannot be lower than mine.

Since you are here, I will give you a chance. "

The next moment, the formations on the altar flickered, and dense golden words appeared on the mask of condensed black light.

Jueting stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "This restriction is condensed with the sword energy I have cultivated. Unless you are stronger than me, you will never be able to break it by force.

And even if you force it open, I have arranged a formation that will automatically destroy the altar, and you will get nothing.

If you want to get through the restriction to obtain the treasure, you must cultivate the sword intention that I have cultivated and use the same sword intention to separate the sword energy without damaging the restriction.

There are countless sword intentions in the world, and my sword intention comes from this technique. This is also the technique I practiced when I first entered martial arts. I won’t tell you the name. This is the content of the cultivation from the day after tomorrow to the heavenly realm.

If you can practice this technique to the late stage of Ascending Heaven Realm, and then try to strike a blow that contains artistic conception, you may be able to break the restriction and get my inheritance. "

Zhao Heng stared at the content of the skills that appeared on the barrier and frowned slightly. He did not expect that the other party would set up such a level.

"What a restless ghost!" Zhao Heng couldn't help but muttered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jueting suddenly smiled again, and his smile made Zhao Heng a little uneasy.

"By the way, let me remind you, I said that only extremely talented people are qualified to inherit my legacy.

Therefore, I only give you one month. Within one month, you can practice this technique to the late stage of Ascending Heaven Realm and break through the restrictions.

If you can't do it, I'm sorry, this sword energy restriction will erupt directly, sweep through this place, and strangle you into flying ashes! "

When Zhao Heng heard this, his pupils shrank, and his eyes subconsciously looked above his head at the exit covered by the torrent of sword energy.

Yes, he was looking for an escape.

Unexpectedly, Jueting said again: "I guess you are already thinking of a way out.

It doesn't exist. When you enter this place, the top space is blocked together. Unless you can get my inheritance or die here, the passage will be closed forever. "

When he saw clearly that the surface of the torrent of sword energy above his head condensed a layer of restraining power with flashing black light, Zhao Heng's face turned completely dark...