Jiang Ming was confused and frightened by Hei Jian's sudden and somewhat curse-like words.
This slim little girl is not a human being... What kind of existence is this person who has been chatting with me for a long time?
Jiang Ming considers himself to be extremely sensitive, and the super-sensory sense he has cultivated since the mortal world is far beyond the same level. No one at the same level can escape his detection.
Before, he used his spiritual mind to explore this little girl, and found nothing unusual. She was clearly just a young genius in the early stages of foundation building. She was full of vitality and had pure and powerful spiritual power. She was the most typical genius of a cultivating sect...
Jiang Ming was suddenly startled, and he realized something was wrong. Perfection without any flaws was the most abnormal thing.
And this innocent and smart little girl in front of her seems to be like this. Her spiritual power is perfect, her skills are flowing in her meridians, she is perfect with almost no flaws, and her cultivation level is neither high nor low. In this black stone ruins
It’s not very eye-catching, and can easily be ignored…
However, even the top geniuses in Dongtian Paradise such as Qiyue and Li Qianya do not have such perfection. As long as they are monks, they will always be injured in the process of cultivation and there will always be various flaws. Even Jiang Ming's transformation
Even after several times, it is difficult to make up for all these flaws...
"It seems that the old man and the young man are really not simple..." Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, recalling the conversation with the master and apprentice after they met.
"My name is Yang Changshan, and this is my youngest disciple Zhu An'an... I brought her here to fight for this opportunity to treat her a terminal disease..."
"Even if there is little hope, we still have to fight for a chance. Although I, a monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect, am low-key, I never shrink from what I do..."
This was when Jiang Ming was talking to the two of them on the road and heard what the old man of the Ghost Spirit Sect said. At that time, Jiang Ming also praised the two of them for their monk character.
But now Heijian suddenly said that this little girl named Zhu An'an is not a human...
Suddenly, Jiang Ming thought of another thing. If Zhu An'an was not a human, what about the old man next to her? As Zhu An'an's master, could he also be some kind of weird existence?
Recalling the strange woods he passed by just now and the two people he suddenly met, Jiang Ming suddenly felt a little chill...
Are these two people really Ghost Spirit Sect monks?
"Brother Jian, what did you see?" After Jiang Ming was shocked, he quickly asked this old fritter secretly.
"She is full of vitality, but...she has no soul!"
Black Sword was also a little surprised and said: "Although she seems to be covered by some secret treasure and exudes the aura of a divine soul, it obviously does not belong to her. The body and the divine soul are the yin and yang of a person or a demon, and both are indispensable... And this girl
Although she is smart and well-behaved, she does not have any spiritual aura in her body. It seems that this body is just an empty shell!"
"It is neither a human nor a demon. It lacks a soul... but it has flesh and blood, as well as clear consciousness and intelligence. Wow, it is indeed a new era, and such a creature has been born..."
Black Sword said, there seemed to be a hint of envy and excitement in his tone, as if he was thinking of his own situation...
"What?" Jiang Ming didn't notice its excitement, but was a little surprised, and then quickly expressed his guess: "Is it a ghost... Isn't the Ghost Spirit Sect the best at raising ghosts?"
Although he has never seen what a ghost looks like since time travel, as a person who reads group photos, this does not prevent him from thinking more divergently.
"Of course not, what is a ghost? It's just a lonely soul... This little girl doesn't even have the slightest flavor of a soul, and she's not even qualified to be a ghost!" Black Sword immediately retorted.
Then it was silent for a moment and continued: "But don't panic, brother. Although this girl has a strange aura, her strength should be about the level of Foundation Establishment... She won't pose any danger."
Jiang Ming was speechless. With an unknown creature by his side, who could not panic?
Then he quickly asked: "What about Yang Changshan? He..."
"Human, a person whose body is half buried in the earth cannot live more than ten years!" Black Sword said immediately:
"However, this person's aura seems to be a bit erratic and dark. He should indeed be a so-called monk of the Ghost Spirit Sect. Only those weirdos who deal with ghosts all day long can practice this kind of technique."
"I really don't understand why, even if you practice any ghost technique, your speed may not be very fast, and you still make yourself look like a human or a ghost. I met such a person in the last era..."
The black sword is still ticking.
"That's good..." Jiang Ming automatically blocked this guy's thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief for no reason.
"Zhang Daoyou, Zhang Daoyou?" A shout suddenly came from his ears. Jiang Ming quickly came to his senses and immediately saw Yang Changshan looking at him.
Zhu Anan also looked concerned and said worriedly: "Brother, has your injury recurred again?"
"No...just thinking about something!" Jiang Ming said with a calm expression on his face.
He looked at the two masters and disciples who looked concerned, and thought to himself: "No matter what their origins are, since they have shown foundation building cultivation and appear in this area, it means that the two masters and disciples must also follow the black stone ruins.
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"And along the way, the two of them didn't show any evil thoughts. Even Zhu An'an did him a small favor at the beginning, otherwise he would have to experience bone-breaking pain to escape from the strange forest with his injured body.
..."
Jiang Ming calmed down and gradually calmed down: "In this case, there is nothing to be afraid of. As long as there is no trouble between the two of them, it has nothing to do with me."
In just a short moment, he also figured out that the world of immortality is so big, with countless weird and bizarre places, and no one can recognize the types of creatures that are born. Meeting someone beyond his recognition is nothing.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It can be regarded as a somewhat interesting experience in a long life..." Jiang Ming smiled in his heart, and after changing his mentality, he actually became somewhat interested in this strange little girl.
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"Crossing a deep glacier valley ahead, we should reach that place of opportunity!" Yang Changshan said to Jiang Ming: "But judging from the concentration of spiritual energy around it, that place has not yet been opened... We can repair it here for two days.
, it’s not too late to pass quietly.”….
"Zhang Daoyou can also take this opportunity to recover from his injuries..."
"That's fine!" Jiang Ming nodded. He didn't have the idea of being the best in the world and rushing to crush the enemies. He was quite satisfied with Yang Changshan's plan. Making a fortune in a low-key manner was the right way.
After a while, the three of them found a cliff, dug out a cave, and rested here temporarily.
…
Late at night, Zhu Anan was practicing with his eyes closed deep in the cave, while Jiang Ming and Yang Changshan were sitting by a bonfire, chatting casually.
"Fellow Daoist Yang seems to be somewhat familiar with this place of opportunity?" Jiang Ming said with a smile.
During the day, Yang Changshan spoke eloquently about all kinds of information about this chance place, and he didn't look like someone who came here for the first time to seek a chance to cure a terminal illness.
Yang Changshan was startled, then smiled bitterly and said: "Zhang Daoyou looks young, but his mind is very careful... Yes, I can say that I am very familiar with this place!"
"One hundred and twenty years ago, I arrived here for the first time... Sixty years ago was the second time... It's a pity that my strength is too weak, and I couldn't find any opportunities when I came here twice!"
Yang Changshan said with a somewhat self-deprecating smile: "In the sect, my talent is only in the middle and upper reaches. It took me more than two hundred years to reach the peak of foundation building... It's a pity that there is no hope of forming pills in this life."
"It's just that I still have a young disciple who I can't let go of. Otherwise, how could I enter this place for the third time..." Yang Changshan glanced at Zhu An'an, who was practicing seriously deep in the cave, with a gentle look on his face.
Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he felt that Yang Changshan's demeanor at this time did not seem to be fake, otherwise his acting skills would be too superb, almost surpassing his own.
He wanted to ask Zhu An'an what kind of terminal illness he had, but he still didn't ask. The other party used a secret treasure to cover up Zhu An'an's aura. He obviously didn't want outsiders to know the details of Zhu An'an. It would be a bit impolite for him to ask rashly.
Already.
Just pretend that you don't know about this...
Immediately, Jiang Ming stopped asking too many questions about this matter, and talked with Yang Changshan about the way to cultivate immortality, exchanging their respective cultivation experiences and some insights, etc.
Although Jiang Ming doesn't like Yang Changshan's strength, after all, he comes from Xiuxian Cave and has lived for more than two hundred years. He must have seen and heard much more than Jiang Ming, a man who has lived in various places for more than two hundred years.
…
However, along the way, Jiang Ming crowdfunded many immortal cultivation classics and various scriptures and spells, and exchanged them with Yang Changshan without hesitation, but he did not take advantage of the other party.
In the end, Yang Changshan even showed some of the Ghost Spirit Sect's spells and taught them to Jiang Ming. They were not peerless secrets, but they also benefited Jiang Ming a lot.
"It is rumored by the outside world that the monks of the Ghost Spirit Sect are good-natured and solitary, and the ghost fog everywhere they go is terrifying..." Jiang Ming said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the first time I met the monks of the Guizong Sect, I felt so different.
It’s completely different.”
Yang Changshan was not surprised and showed an inexplicable smile: "Humans and ghosts are divided between life and death. Everyone in the world is afraid of death. Naturally, they are also afraid of so-called ghosts and other existences, and regard them as unknown..."
"But who knows, the unknown existence that scares many people may, in the eyes of others, be the person they miss and want to see."…
"If we can meet again, whether it's a human or a ghost, what's the problem?"
Jiang Ming was stunned, and then quickly understood what he meant, but this idea was somewhat novel.
His thoughts spread, and he slowly followed Yang Changshan's train of thought: "So, according to what Fellow Taoist Yang said, the path of cultivation of the Ghost Spirit Sect is to raise ghosts and refine ghosts. Looking at it from another way of thinking, some thoughts can also be
Are the people who have been dreaming about reappearing? Is it the same as making them come alive again?"
Yang Changshan smiled and did not deny: "Many monks who joined the Ghost Spirit Sect actually had a bright future, but for some people, they resolutely destroyed their Taoist foundation and re-cultivated the Ghost Spirit Sect's skills... maybe
Many of them are indeed withdrawn and unlovable, but they are by no means vicious or evil people..."
"The philosophy of my Ghost Spirit Sect is never to bring harm to one party, but to seek peace of mind."
Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, he seemed to have become more knowledgeable today.
But then he said with a smile but not a smile: "Although Guizong's philosophy is good, the path of ghost cultivation is not the orthodox immortal way after all, but a strange way that relies on the external power of ghosts. If Guizong is really as described by fellow Taoists, in the outside world
I’m afraid fame won’t be so scary anymore…”
Although the Ghost Spirit Sect is low-key in the world of immortality, Jiang Ming heard news about this sect several times when he was in Xiaoqian Mountain. Its methods are notoriously ruthless, and there are even rumors of massacres of mortal villages.
According to Yang Changshan's story, the Ghost Spirit Sect's cultivation method is based on sacrifice and cultivating ghost spirits. Although there are many monks in the world of immortality, they are only a drop in the bucket compared to mortals. Some people have evil thoughts and try to use mortals to
It is almost inevitable that life contains ghosts and spirits...
When Yang Changshan heard this, he also sighed with a dark gaze: "There is no good or evil in the law, but people do. Indeed, as Taoist friends said, some people in Guiling Sect hold different Taoist philosophies. In recent years, they have created
A lot of killings..."
"If you encounter me, a monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect, in the Immortal Land in a few days, fellow Daoist Zhang, please be sure not to take it lightly!"
Jiang Ming's eyelids raised. Yang Changshan actually told such secrets about the Ghost Spirit Sect without hesitation. It seemed that there was quite a stir in this sect, which was rumored to be low-key.
However, he didn't bother to ask more questions about other people's family affairs, so he just talked about it for a while...
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Three days later, the spiritual power between heaven and earth suddenly became more and more chaotic, and wisps of faint light could even be seen in the sky, like haze, gathering towards the depths of the snow valley.
"The Immortal Land is about to open!"
Jiang Ming and the others did not hesitate and set off immediately.
In three days, the sword wounds in Jiang Ming's body have been devoured by the mysterious seeds. Only some die-hards with the sharpest and most terrifying swords are left, still resisting, but against Jiang Ming's strength.
, it no longer has much impact.
After crossing a glacier that had existed for who knows how many years, Jiang Ming finally saw the final destination of his trip.
Ahead, haze gathered in the sky, and various rays of light collided and exploded, bursting into brilliant rainbow light.
"Sure enough, it is the end of the foundation building area, and it is almost bordering the core forming area..." Jiang Ming looked at the sky, and saw another flame deep in the light, which contained far more pressure than this place, and obviously belonged to
The Danjie area is here.
And under the gorgeous haze, a vast river filled with cold mist surged forward with such mighty force that even from a great distance, one could hear the sound like thunder.
"That is the Guanghan River. It is said that it was a first-class wonder in the world of immortality thousands of years ago. In the end, it was moved by a saint into his holy land of immortality with great power..." Yang Changshan introduced.
Jiang Ming whispered: "Thousands of years have passed so quickly, and the ancients have never seen the Guanghan River today. However, the Guanghan River today has carried the gaze of the ancients..."
Boom~
On the other side of the Guanghan River, on a towering peak that reaches into the clouds, thousands of rays of rays of light fall down, like waterfalls falling from the sky, containing extremely pure spiritual energy and vitality, making people feel happy all year round.
On both sides of the frozen Guanghan River, there are patches of vegetation and strange flowers, full of spring.