Chapter 644: Taking Dharma Body as the Battlefield
When Liu Qinghuan saw the bowl-sized wound, he couldn't help but express doubts. Ming Yangzi is a late-stage Yuanying monk, and his body has been refined for thousands of years. How can a little bit of dead energy prevent the wound from healing?
At this time, he glanced sharply and saw a thin thread of black light suddenly showing its head, burrowing between the flesh like a bug. The death aura on the obvious wound became more intense, and in the blink of an eye it burrowed in again.
disappeared into the skin and flesh.
He couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "What is that?!"
Ji Yue gritted his teeth and said: "It's that thing that keeps Master's injury from getting better! Previously, the sect sent a lot of pills, and Uncle Su Wen from Tiangong Peak also came to see them, and they removed a lot of the dead energy. Then
A lot of filaments are produced, but I can't force them out no matter what. Junior brother, you don't know what those are?"
Liu Qinghuan felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably, and its deep evil aura made a chill rise in his heart. After thinking about it for a while, he still shook his head uncertainly.
Although his knowledge is much higher than before, the Nine Thousand Worlds is vast and infinite. The more he knows, the more he doesn't know. What's more, there are too many black thread-shaped things, including insects and ghosts.
Ji Yue's eyes dimmed obviously, and he arranged Ming Yangzi's clothes: "If you can't pull out that thing..."
A pair of hands fell on his back, stroking him gently like he did when he was a child.
Ji Yue raised his head and shouted sadly: "Master!"
Among the three disciples, Ji Yue stayed with Mingyangzi the longest, and his relationship was like that of a father and son. At this time, it became increasingly difficult to hide his grief.
Mingyangzi said calmly: "Yue'er, don't forget that we are monks."
Although monks pursue immortality, they should take life and death lightly while pursuing it, so that they can have a natural mind and a smoother path of cultivation.
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and said: "Master, I would like to carefully explore the situation in your body, okay? The Aoki Sacred Body is quite effective in healing wounds, and the strong vitality contained in it can also restrain the death energy. Although the disciple does not know the thin thread
What is it, but it cannot escape the category of death energy, maybe it can be restrained? Let the disciples try it."
Ming Yangzi has been acting very indifferent, as if he doesn't care about his injuries. He has been stuck in the late stage of Nascent Soul for a long time, and he knows that the end will come one day, so he didn't even care about it before.
He kept his mouth shut and allowed the two apprentices to discuss his injuries.
But seeing the two of them persevering like this, he sighed secretly, not wanting to hurt their hearts again. He coughed lightly and then said: "The black and bright thin silk is called Xuan Yin silk, which is the stagnation of Xuan Yin's death energy."
The strand of essence formed after accumulation will continuously erode the monk's magic power and pollute the physical body's energy and blood. It is also called the thread of death, which means that once it is contaminated, it will be extremely difficult to remove and it will remain entangled until death."
Mingyangzi twirled his long beard: "That day, my master fought with the monk from another world. When he was defeated, he suddenly transformed into a sky-stealing ghost-faced harrier, trying to suck away my life span and die together, but I escaped halfway.
But I didn’t expect that the other party got involved in this thread of death from somewhere, and by the time I found out, I was already entangled.”
Only then did Liu and Ji realize that their master knew their situation very well, but he just didn't want to tell them and make them more worried.
Only then did Liu Qinghuan realize that Ming Yangzi's injuries were so complicated. Not only was his lifespan almost over, but there were also mysterious threads in his body. The superposition of the two was even more powerful, constantly eating away at his life.
"Xuanyin's death energy..."
Liu Qinghuan's heart stirred, and he suddenly remembered that when he cultivated the sword intention of life and death, he realized it under the impact of Xuanyang's anger and Xuanyin's death energy.
It turns out that the purple-black shiny filaments are formed by the condensation of Xuanyin death energy, and Xuanyin death energy is not ordinary death energy, it is purer and more domineering than death energy!
Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be shocked and admired: "Master, you can actually withstand the erosion of the mysterious silk!"
The reason why he was not buried in Xuanyin's death energy back then was entirely because the other half of his body was supported by Xuanyang's energy.
He felt very uncomfortable when he thought that his master was suffering from severe pain caused by erosion all the time, and that his body was so weak yet he still acted so calm and calm.
Mingyangzi smiled slightly tiredly and said: "What I am cultivating as a teacher is the "Tianxin Mingyang Sutra" left by a senior in the sect who has become a god. It is the upright and bright way. When you reach the completion of cultivation, you should be the soul and the body.
Evil spirits cannot invade, but the mysterious silk threads are really... so I can barely hold on until now."
Ji Yue's eyes lit up: "Since there is Xuanyang silk, there should be Xuanyang fine silk, right?"
Mingyangzi said helplessly: "That's why your senior brother has been running around here and there these days, unwilling to live in peace for a moment."
Ji Yue made a sound and said in embarrassment: "So I wrongly blamed Senior Brother. I also complained that he didn't accompany Master properly... No, you just hid it from me!"
"Zhishan saw it himself. My teacher tells you to go out more often and don't just laze around holding a wine bottle."
Mingyangzi made fun of Ji Yue and said, "Qing Huan, do you still want to try?"
Liu Qinghuan nodded firmly: "I'm afraid Xuanyang Jingsi is not that easy to find. Let the disciples give it a try."
Mingyangzi sighed and said no more.
Without further ado, Liu Qinghuan went out and spoke to Mu Yinyin, and then the master and apprentice moved to the other side of the cave.
Ji Yue opened the protective circle in the house, and then stood guard quietly.
Taking a deep breath, he put his palms against Ming Yangzi's back and first sent a wisp of Aoki's energy into it.
As the green wood energy flowed away, the horror and shock in Liu Qinghuan's heart became more and more intense.
But I saw that Ming Yangzi's internal organs and abdomen had been eroded by the death energy, and were covered with a layer of gray. The two-inch long black hair was like a hair, scurrying back and forth among the flesh and blood of the meridians.
The place is like a barren dead land constantly devouring green mountains and green waters.
Fortunately, there is a layer of bright and pure light under the gray, which stubbornly resists the erosion and destruction of the mysterious silk threads. The heart veins, Dantian and several key points are like building a copper wall.
However, it is only a matter of time before it is broken!
Liu Qinghuan tried to let the green wood energy come closer, but she saw that the filament was very alert, and suddenly raised one end like a poisonous snake, and pounced fiercely, entangling the green wood energy and devouring it!
After a while, the green Qi of the green wood lost all its vitality and turned into a gray lifeless Qi, which immediately penetrated into Ming Yangzi's lungs.
The mysterious silk threads could indeed turn life into death, which reminded him of his own sword realm.
Based on the sword intention of life and death, he can use the realm of birth and the realm of death, and the sword intention of life and death itself can also alternate between the sword of life and the sword of death.
Liu Qinghuan began to practice the way of life and death when he was building the foundation. I can't say how sophisticated it is, but he understands the two things of life and death very well.
If it were anything else today, he might be helpless, but the Xuan** thread condensed from Xuan Yin's death energy... maybe he could really find a way.
As his thoughts flashed, he whispered: "Master, next you focus on guarding a few important places and let go of other places. The disciple will introduce a large amount of spiritual power into your body. Don't resist."
After a pause, he continued: "The disciple's next actions may be very bold, but I am not 100% sure. If you feel something is wrong, you can stop the disciple from continuing at any time."
Ming Yangzi only said calmly: "Come on."
Liu Qinghuan thought about it again in his mind. It was about his mentor's life, and he didn't dare to be careless.
In the Dantian, under the towering spiritual root tree, a stream of clear and rich Qi of the green wood continuously overflows, through the meridians all the way to the Laogong point in the palm of the hand, and pours into Mingyangzi's body. Wherever it passes,
The thick vitality nourishes the dry and withered internal organs, and the lingering gray-black death energy is driven away, submerged, and disappears like melting snow.
Ji Yue, who was guarding the side, clearly noticed that his master had a relaxed and gentle smile on his face, as if he was in a warm bath, and all the wrinkles on his old face had relaxed.
He was secretly amazed. Although he had always known that his junior brother was the rare Aoki Holy Body, this was the first time he had seen the Aoki Holy Body perform at such a close distance. The trace of vigorous vitality that leaked out was already gone.
It makes people feel comfortable both physically and mentally, just like a warm and fresh spring breeze that quickly fills the entire array.
But not long after, the sudden outbreak of death swept across like a whirlwind, shattering this short-lived and false peace!
Seeing the green wood energy coming in like a tide, the mysterious silk thread would not let it drive away the death energy. The former was destroyed, the latter was repaired, the former was destroyed, and the latter was rebuilt. The two sides used Ming Yangzi's dharma body to fight on the battlefield.
A fight to the death!
This is bound to be accompanied by pain that is unimaginable to ordinary people. If you are not careful, your body may be unable to bear the load and collapse into a puddle of flesh. But Ming Yangzi endured all this without saying a word.
All the sense of relaxation on his body has disappeared, his eyebrows are sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, fine cold sweat is pouring out layer by layer, and his body can't stop shaking under the pain.
Liu Qinghuan was also sweating profusely, and his expression was extremely focused. He used his most condensed and most refined Qingmu Qi, which even contained his true essence. Even so, he still failed in the confrontation with Xuan Xisi.
Gradually falling into disadvantage.
Xuan** silk is the essence of Xuan Yin's death energy. Although there is only a small trace, it drills in and out with great domineering force, causing the place that has been repaired by Qingmu's energy to become a mess again.
At this time, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and a sword light suddenly flew out from the center of his eyebrows. The mysterious and cold sword energy suddenly exploded, and then was quickly recovered, disappearing into nothingness!
Ji Yue, who was standing by, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the small sword in the sword light spread out. The green vines on it covered the entire sword body in an instant.
Because of this, he disappeared into Mingyangzi's body in a blink of an eye.
Ji Yue secretly admired, it seemed that his junior brother's "Bamboo Heart Planting Sword Technique" had been practiced to a very advanced level, and the swords he planted could no longer stick to the form of the sword.
Just introducing the sword intention into other people's bodies is extremely dangerous. What does Junior Brother want to do?
Ji Yue's trust in Liu Qinghuan made him stand still and not move, just watching the development of the situation nervously.
Liu Qinghuan used layers of green wood energy to tightly wrap the sword intention, restraining all the sharp edges and preventing the sword energy from leaking out and hurting Ming Yangzi.
After the Sword of Life and Death transformed into a sword, it was like a thin shadow of a leaf, inconspicuous under the cover of the green Qi of the green wood, and quickly approached the mysterious thread.
In an instant, the Life and Death Sword Intent exploded to its extreme, condensing into an extremely thin blade, and suddenly slashed through!
Xuan Xisi was probably used to being invincible, so when she saw this, she only shrank slightly before being chopped off.
A surprising scene appeared. The two-inch long filament was broken into two pieces from a third of the way. The short piece separated and suddenly turned into a pool of black like thick ink.
liquid!
The black liquid is rolling, withering and withering wherever it falls, and it has a tendency to gradually disperse!
Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, and with a low roar, the Sword Intent of Life and Death spurted out streams of thick white mist, quickly enveloping the black liquid.
Unexpectedly, once the black liquid touched the Sword Intent of Life and Death, it flowed into the Sword Intent without any hindrance!
Liu Qinghuan was shocked when he saw a big black spot appearing in the shadow of the leaf that seemed both virtual and real!