Tonight's long night has just begun, and Sedum is completely sleepless. He and Nightshade are sitting and chatting in the tomb of Master Shenjian.
This is indeed a very comfortable place. Except for the main bedroom door, which is closed with a rusty copper lock, the remaining grottoes are open for people to visit. Jingtian guessed that Patriarch Yun and Patriarch Han were here.
tryst.
"I can't believe that such a powerful person can be like an ordinary person in private." Jingtian sighed sincerely. He found a row of bookshelves in the second grotto from the left in the east, filled with miscellaneous books and travel notes.
, ambition
Among the strange biographies, there is Yun, a miscellaneous account of the daily life of the two Hans. The author is signed "Shui Kong". I guess it is the Patriarch Han. Looking at the clear and meaningful words in the article and the long feelings, I can't help but secretly admire these two immortal couples.
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"When can I find such a suitable lover?" The boy recalled the appearance of the Tang family girl. The figure in his thoughts seemed to be more beautiful than usual. He became obsessed without realizing it, as if he was watching a group of unpredictable people.
When you look at a beautiful woman in the invisible clouds and mist, your infatuation is always hard to break.
He was crazy here, and suddenly a cute and amiable face appeared in front of him. It was his sister Solanum nigrum from the previous life. She brought a lamp, and the candle flame was like orange, illuminating her frosty white cheeks.
It seems to be covered with a layer of golden clouds, as if it is a lively sun, and it shines through the long dark night when it smiles.
"Brother, you are in a daze again." Nightshade is not as free and easy as the girl from the Tang family, and there is always a petty look on her soft and frail face.
Jingtian hurriedly returned the books in his hands and asked about Solanum nigrum's experience.
When she talked about the past, she always cherished the time she had spent together as a brother and sister. The rest was about her spiritual life after meeting the Four Swordsman Sects. Her face was full of joy when she talked, and the lamps she held in her hands shone with a warm light.
Jingtian heard from her how extraordinary he was in his previous life, the Prince of Jiang Kingdom, but he felt that this person was really far away from him. Less than a month ago, he was just a boy in Yong'an, Yuzhou. Now,
Good Luck has become a rookie in the Divine Sword Sect, but the vast world has not yet welcomed his arrival, and he himself has never had the courage to conquer mountains and rivers.
No matter what, he couldn't resonate with the past life mentioned by Solanum Kui. Every time she asked, "Brother, do you remember..." Jingtian could only nod indifferently. Solanum Kui also saw that he was in a bad mood.
Thinking that he had said something wrong, he put down the lamp cautiously and stood in front of him with his head lowered.
"What's wrong with you?" Sedum saw Nightshade lying down and making herself small. She felt on pins and needles and immediately jumped up to comfort her.
"It's Xiaokui who made brother unhappy."
"Nothing. I'm just, I'm not very interested in the past life." Jingtian spoke quickly, but regretted what he said, "I didn't mean to say anything bad to him, but I can't remember these... As the saying goes, it has nothing to do with me.
, that and so on, do you understand?"
Nightshade let out a sigh of relief, "No matter whether my brother remembers Xiaokui or not, you will always be my brother. In this life, we will never be separated again." She couldn't help but throw herself into Jingtian's arms, like a ball of warmth and softness.
The clouds have a light fragrance and a soft and plump touch.
"Cough!" Jingtian pretended to cough and pushed Long Kui away, "Xiao Kui, speaking of which, you met the four patriarchs back then and have been practicing till now. Do you know where they are now?"
Everyone in the world wants to know the whereabouts of the Four Divine Sword Sects, just like a person who has never seen the sea, but never forgets it after hearing the sound of the sea. The traces of the ancients disappeared in the dust of history, but there is no place on the earth that is not theirs.
The footprints are like the great god who has traveled all over the mountains and rivers in the profound eternal dream, attracting endless reverie.
Jingtian always thought that a person with unparalleled cultivation like the Four Divine Sword Sects must also have immortal life and live forever. At this time, he might be living in seclusion somewhere. If he is lucky enough to visit in the future and get guidance from his seniors, it will definitely be of great help to his cultivation.
Useful.
"Except for sister Liu Mengli, who should still be alive, the other three brothers and sisters are all dead." Solanum Longi looked sad.
"What?! Dead? But, how could they die? Aren't all the remains here just a tomb? Could it be that they faked their own deaths and secluded themselves from the world?" Jingtian held on to his last hope.
"Xiao Kui didn't lie. Brother Yuntianhe and sister Han Lingsha were buried together at Qingluan Peak, and brother Murong Ziying was buried near the Kunlun Jiuquan Spirit Vein. As for sister Liu Mengli, she is a dream tapir demon with a long life, but since Yuntianhe
My brother has not been seen since his death."
"But shouldn't people with their cultivation level be able to live a long time?"
"Human life ends sometimes, and only by becoming immortals and gods can they live for thousands of years. But they don't want to become immortals, they just want to grow old in the world." Nightshade intertwined their fingers and prayed silently for their old friend, "Brother Yun and Sister Han put their hands together.
After everything was arranged, I left Kunlun. Then one day, it seemed like two hundred years ago, I suddenly couldn't sense their energy. That was when they died."
Jingtian smacked his lips, "If you had to choose me, I must become an immortal, and then live a happy life with the person I like for tens of thousands of years, until I get tired of it."
Nightshade's eyes sparkled, "Xiao Kui is willing to stay with her brother all the time."
Jingtian still couldn't get used to this obedient girl, "What, Xiaokui, by the way, Master Chu and you have lived for a long time, right? So have you all become immortals?"
"No, ever since Brother Yun Tianhe and Brother Ziying refined the Immortal Stone, no monks can become immortals. Both Master Chu and Xiao Kui are somewhat different from ordinary people." Long Kui's face was filled with confusion.
When did the blood color fade away, her fair face became almost transparent due to its paleness. She was still pretty and charming, but Jingtian noticed some clues.
"You, what's your problem? If you don't want to tell me, then I won't ask."
"Xiao Kui will not lie to brother." Long Kui lowered his eyes, "On the eve of the fall of the Jiang Kingdom, brother, you forged the magic sword, and Xiao Kui was the body of the magic sword. Later, with the help of brother Yuntianhe and the others,
I practiced the Taoist Method and reshaped it after being refined by Jiuquan
Body. As long as the Tao embryo is immortal, Xiaokui will not grow old." She wrung her hands, extremely uneasy, "Sister Chu and Xiaokui are in similar situations. She is the Thoreau tree spirit, and she has the same fate as her twin sister.
, as long as her sister is still alive, she will not die."
Jingtian asked dryly, "What is the magic sword?"
Nightlong Kui's eyes were full of tears, "Brother, let's forget about the magic sword."
"Okay. Don't cry." Jingtian hurriedly took out the linen handkerchief and wiped Nightshade's face. Her cheeks were blushing and she suddenly started laughing again. Jingtian coaxed her, "Look at you, you cry and laugh sometimes, right?
Didn't you mean to tease me? You are not allowed to cry anymore. When you cry, I still feel sad."
Nightshade smiled, put her cheek into Jingtian's arms and rubbed it, then ran away and took out the magic sword from the sword box, "Brother, this sword is for you."
Before the sword was forged, the enemy invaded the capital of the Jiang Kingdom, and Prince Long Yang died of exhaustion. The magic sword was not yet completed. After four hundred years of refinement by the sword spirit Nightshade, the evil spirit of the current magic sword has faded away.
The two elements of "natural" and "man-made" are obtained to create a complete sword.
Maybe it can no longer be called a magic sword.
Jingtian took the sword. It was as clear as amethyst. The sword body was transparent, and the brilliance flowing inside seemed to hide a clear spring. Countless spiritual talismans flashed on the sword body. When he first used it, he felt that there was endless spiritual power coming from the sword.
The energy came from within his body and merged into the sea of Tanzhong Qi, causing his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.
"What's going on?!" He was shocked and released the amethyst sword. The surging spiritual energy in his body was absorbed by the sword pool, overcoming his months of hard work.
Nightlong Kui was secretly anxious. It turned out that she was the one who instilled the spiritual energy of the Tao Fetus into Jingtian's body, hoping to use her 400 years of pure cultivation to help Jingtian become the best in the world overnight.
"Okay, okay, put your sword away."
"Brother, don't you like this sword?"
"That's not true, but I have a sword." Jingtian took off the Zhaodan Divine Sword from his back, his expression already satisfied.
Nightshade became naughty and said, "Brother, it doesn't matter if you get another one. In the future, one will be used for sword control and the other for fending off enemies. Isn't it also very suitable?"
Jingtian was troubled and thought privately: There is a secret behind this sword. I am afraid that Sister Nightshade has done something to it, but I still need to find out the reason first.
He tried again and again, but Nightshade finally told the truth, which made Jingtian angry, "Why are you doing this? Why do I need you to teach me my seven-foot-long man?"
"Xiao Kui just doesn't want my brother to work hard every day..."
"Okay, don't mention it again in the future. I don't want any of your cultivation. Even without this magic sword, I can still get ahead."
Long Kui couldn't help but her eyes turned red again, "Even if you are reincarnated and your past life is cut off, brother, you haven't changed at all."
The two brothers and sisters got along very well and talked until dawn. Jingtian suddenly felt empty in his belly and wanted to leave. Nightshade wanted to accompany her, but Jingtian wanted to refuse, but he softened his heart when he saw how pitiful she looked.
"A big living person like you appearing out of thin air will scare people."
Nightshade said it would be easy to do, but she turned into a rainbow and entered the body of the magic sword, and then disappeared without a trace. The sword contained the spirit of Nightshade, and it naturally flew to Jingtian and refused to touch him.
Stay away. He didn't want to have anything to do with this sword, so now he had no choice but to carry it behind him.
He turned around and saw that the two swords behind his back were both spiritual objects. When worn by the owner, they were as light as a feather, but when others tried to hold them, they were as heavy as a stone.
Nightshade sighed quietly in Jingtian's ear, "It's great to see my brother again."
Jingtian put his hand behind his back and stroked the sword gently, "Okay, okay, I'll take you to see everything in this world."
He stepped out of the tomb of his ancestor. At this moment, the morning light was dim, the mountains and rivers were dim, and the mountains were scattered in the ravines. At this silent moment, farmers were singing songs, and the disciples of Shenjian Sect were carrying hoes, walking in the deep dew.
On the field ridge.
Jingtian went to the dining hall to have breakfast, and happened to meet a girl from the Tang family. She saw the magic sword behind Jingtian with her sharp eyes and said in surprise: "What a beautiful sword! What is the name of this sword?"
"It's called...just call her Nightshade."
"Where did you get this sword? Is it a sword tomb? Or was it a gift from the sect owner?" The girl from the Tang family was obviously in a good mood and was more talkative than before.
Jingtian had no choice but to say that he had picked it up. Tang Xuejian heard that he didn't mean what he said, so she immediately snorted and went away.
"Don't go, wait for me."
"Oh, you are very generous. My legs are on me, so it's not up to me to decide where to go?"
"Miss, don't be angry, ah, I didn't lie to you." Jingtian Zhui stood behind Xuejian and briefly mentioned the origin of Nightshade Sword, "Yesterday I went to see the sect master, but she has been in retreat.
Seeing that it was getting dark, I walked back, and unexpectedly I heard a woman calling, so I followed, and finally picked up this sword."
Tang Xuejian frowned, "Okay, if I am a three-year-old child, can't you make up a decent story? Isn't this woman who is still in the middle of the night very beautiful?" She saw Jingtian without hesitation.
She nodded, feeling increasingly annoyed, "Bah, what a thief." She walked away quickly without looking back.
Jingtian chased her for two steps, but felt that it was boring to be entangled like this, so he stood there angrily and watched her go away.
The nightshade sword behind his back vibrated slightly, and his caring and good girl said softly: "Brother, don't be sad, Xiaokui will always be with you."
Just as Jingtian and the Solanum Solanum brother and sister were chatting in low voices, they suddenly heard a respectful greeting from behind, "Disciple has met the sect master." He turned around hurriedly, only to see Chu Hanjing, dressed in coarse linen clothes, walking towards him.
"Disciple Jingtian has met the sect master."
"Fellow Taoist Jingtian, you don't have to be so restrained. Once you enter our door, you are all the same Taoist, young and old. Yesterday you came to find me, and today I come to find you, it's the same. Please come with me." Chu Hanjing stared deeply at the person behind him.
Nightshade Sword glanced at it and didn't mention it.
The sun has risen not long ago, the night is still cold, and the morning dew is crystal clear.
Chu Hanjing led Jingtian to the Wujian Plank Road. This place was narrow and located on a cliff, spiraling upwards. The two of them climbed towards the top of the mountain together.
"This is probably the first time for fellow Taoist Jingtian to come to Wujian Plank Road. I used a hammer to carve out this suspended stone plank bit by piece, with a total of 10,000 steps. This mountain wall is the highest and steepest near Hanjia Valley.
, but after all, it is not the highest peak in the world. I wanted to go to Kunlun to cut stones to clear the way, but Han
My uncle advised me that the sword's heart is revealed by chiseling stones, so why should you care about how high the mountain is at your feet? If you have any understanding, just go to the roadside and find a sleeping stone and you will understand everything." Chu Hanjing walked on Sedum.
In front of her, the casual talk was suppressed by her serious tone, as if an elder was instructing her.
Jingtian was extremely careful and kept nodding in agreement.
Chu Hanjing's steps are flying, her figure is like a cloud, and time seems to be unable to be added to her body. What does the four hundred years look like in her eyes? Is it a dream-like moment, or an eternity?
Jingtian bravely asked, "Master Chu, do you still remember the appearance of Patriarch Han?"
Chu Hanjing stopped, stood on the edge of the stone steps and blew the wind of history, "Remember, the appearance of the living will change, but the appearance of the dead will not change." She changed her words, "Fellow Taoist Jingtian, can you?"
Have you ever remembered your past life?"
"I can't remember." Jingtian remembered that in the illusion of the third life, he had sworn his past life, "I really don't remember, I only know the name of the previous life. In my previous life, there was a person named Fei Peng and someone named Long Yang."
Chu Hanjing nodded, "No wonder..." She pondered for a moment, then continued to lead Jingtian to the top of the mountain, "Do you know who Feipeng is? He is the number one general in the God Realm, the number one god under Emperor Fuxi, God.
The strongest fighter in the world was infused with pure spiritual power by the Fuxi clan
It was created from the fruit of the divine tree. It is said that he violated the rules of heaven and was expelled from the divine world and reincarnated. The prince of Jiang Kingdom back then and the divine sword Jingtian today are just a bubble in the long life of General Feipeng. You
Do you know how heavy a destiny you bear?"
"I...I don't know. But not long ago, I had a dream. In the dream, it seemed like a ghost world, with billions of ghost soldiers waiting in formation for the enemy, and ghosts who had no way to reincarnate by the well of reincarnation howling all day long. I saw
The Bodhisattva bleeds in hell, and the fields are full of Manjushuahua. I know what my mission is, but I can’t hear it clearly. It’s a woman telling me that I am the last hope of the six realms. Finally, I split the reincarnation with Zhao Gu
The seal of the well, but the memory seems to be affected by the seal."
Chu Hanjing paused, "If my guess is right, you are indeed the last hope of the Six Realms."
"What does the sect master mean by this?"
"Do you know what the Four Divine Sword Sects did back then?"
"Probably know something."
"That period of history has not been recorded in the books of historians. Apart from those who witnessed it, there are only hearsay rumors and the truth that leaked out from the Divine Sword Sect. If you are willing to listen, you might as well chat with me on this mountain for a while.
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"Disciple is willing."
Chu Hanjing and his wife have climbed to the top. Standing at the top of the peak, the scene in Hanjia Valley is vivid. People and things are very small, and the houses are also small. However, the sky is very vast, and the clouds seem to be within reach. Standing at a high place
There is such a benefit, it allows people to jump out of their low sight and think about issues that are heavier than daily necessities.
"When Master Yun decided to end reincarnation, the four of them began to practice hard, and at the same time left inheritance in various places in the human world. A hundred years later, they thought the time had come, and Master Liu entered the ghost world and sealed the well of reincarnation. Since then, reincarnation has been cut off.
, the souls of the dead still enter
In the ghost world, it is impossible to reincarnate, and it is extremely difficult for new-born creatures to step onto the path because they do not have the nourishment of ancient souls. In order to spread the Dharma to the world, it is necessary to ensure that future generations can learn the divine sword method. Otherwise, the world of great harmony envisioned by Master Yun
It’s a bit untenable.”
Jingtian thought of the congestion in the ghost world, and couldn't help but nodded secretly, thinking that what the Chu family leader said was quite reasonable.
"In order to solve the problem of the weak divine energy of the new soul, Master Yun traveled through the six realms, collected the Jiuquan associated with the Shennong clan, and used the Great Way to refine the Jiuquan into the Kunlun Dragon Vein. The Jiuquan is the spiritual eye of heaven and earth, a chance for the creation of living beings, and the human world
Nourished by the spiritual power of Jiuquan, reborn
The soul also grows stronger and is closely integrated with Qi Yuan and Jing Yuan. After the death of the living beings of this generation, the three elements dissipate and return to heaven and earth, completing a life's feedback to the world, making the aura of this world deeper and more complete.
Therefore, the path of spiritual practice becomes smoother and smoother."
Jingtian suddenly asked: "Master, the cultivation method today seems to be slightly different from that of four hundred years ago. Is it also related to the new generation?"
"That's right, because today's creatures are three-dimensional and strong, it is not as easy as the monks in the past who could easily leave their bodies. Therefore, there are some changes in the practice method. You can understand the sword's intention in such a short time, except for being extraordinary in your previous life.
It has something to do with your soul." Chu Hanjing's face was always solemn.
It makes people believe that she shoulders many responsibilities. Such a person suddenly smiles and says, "Your talent is very good. In the future, you will have a place on the highest peak in the six realms. A person like you who is destined to have a lot, but
You will also lose a lot, so you must choose carefully every step."
"Yes, my disciple is being taught." Jingtian felt uneasy when he heard this.
Chu Hanjing continued to reminisce about the past, "After refining Jiuquan into the dragon's veins, Master Yun used his red gold sword pill to coerce Qionghua Peak up and block the Kunlun Immortal Road. They are committed to breaking away from the great reincarnation of the six realms. Therefore,
Set up bans everywhere to block the passages of the six realms, causing each other's souls to
The power no longer circulates. The ghost world has been completely sealed. The demon world is already within the human world, so there is not much to deal with. The demon world was originally a refuge left by the Shennong family for the demon clan. It is isolated from the six realms and only has the Well of Gods and Demons.
It can connect these two realms, so you only need to seal off the divine realm to isolate the demon realm.
"Now the only connection between the divine world and the human world is the sacred tree. The roots of the sacred tree penetrate deeply into Pangu's heart, and every wound will hurt them. Pangu's heart is the link between heaven and earth and cannot be touched lightly. The sacred tree is the source of life for the gods.
After being injured, it will also provoke the invasion of all the gods. Although our Divine Sword Sect is not afraid of him, we do not want to cause trouble."
Jingtian was quite confused, "If we seal off the human world like this, will it really not cause trouble?"
Chu Hanjing pointed to the sky, "When Master Yun traveled through the six realms and collected nine springs, he had already dealt with unconvinced opponents."
Jingtian was greatly shocked, "What's the result?!"
The master of the Divine Sword Sect simply said casually: "The so-called gods and demons are vulnerable to a single blow."
"Oh!" Jingtian nodded dazedly, remembering the reputation of the Four Divine Sword Sects, and felt that this was really nothing, "I understand. Then what is my destiny?"
Chu Hanjing pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Now that you have entered this door, I have nothing to hide from you. After four hundred years of vicissitudes, the human world has been reborn, and it is time to complete the unfinished business of the predecessors.
I, the Divine Sword Sect, collect the five spirit beads, want to integrate them into Pangu’s heart, summon Pangu’s Yuanling, and split the world
Link, after that, the divine world will be separated from the human world, and there will be no more connections. Then, Master Han's water and air sword will be invited to cut off the reincarnation disk, so that the ghost world will be separated, and then the human world will be able to truly become its own entity. There will no longer be any gods or demons.
Immortals and ghosts manipulate destiny and control heaven's punishment, so humans and monsters can live freely."
Jingtian didn’t understand, but he was so shocked that he couldn’t help but nodded repeatedly, “I support it!”
"It's too early to say now. Your destiny should be to prevent all of this. Maybe you will become our enemy in the near future."
Jingtian waved his hands dryly, "How could it be? My loyalty to the sect can be seen from heaven and earth, and can be demonstrated by the sun and the moon!"
Chu Hanjing's expression was meaningful, "Okay, thank you for chatting with me so much. Let's go down."
They went down the mountain step by step along the stone steps and said goodbye at the foot of the mountain. Sedum looked back at the 10,000-step plank road on the cliff. His mind was filled with the issue of man and destiny. He looked at the vicissitudes of nature on the rock wall, which was full of man-made paths.
, suddenly felt extremely satisfied and arrogant, thinking: The so-called gods and demons are vulnerable to a single blow.
