A flying rainbow swept out of the abyss, and the strong wind stirred the chains, but did not disturb Cao An's figure walking with the sword. It fell steadily to the plain behind the abyss, and the Nian sword made a clear sound, hanging behind Cao An.
In the end, he still failed to break through the limitations of heaven and man, set foot in the realm of six scenes of heaven and man, and even failed to complete the five scenes of martial arts.
By feigning death by the lake, he completed the fifth demon calamity from death to rebirth, destruction and then establishment! And the defeat of the seventh demon tribulation was transformed into conquest, creation before destruction, and awakening from the sleep of death. Strength
Not to mention, he also cultivated Ten Thousand Swords and Returned to the Sect. In his original vision, Demon Burial Tianyuan was the best training ground for cultivating the eighth demon.
The Eighth Method of Enchanting Demons: Fighting with people, make sure that the demons are brought into full play, and the demons' human hearts and souls are in harmony. The gods and wills converge, and the changes are endless. People are no longer human beings, and the demons are no longer demons.
But he misunderstood. High-level monsters could not achieve the purpose of the trial. Low-level monsters or monsters of the same level were just opponents with more than enough brute force but insufficient changes. They could not meet the requirements of the eighth enchantment.
Loophole was fine at the beginning, and the five sceneries were pleasant to enter. After all, the monster's skin was thick and durable, and every fight was enough to make Cao An feel happy.
But it was just a hearty experience, but it could not really fully and fully activate the demon seed. It was a little bit closer every time. Even if it missed this point, it was just one step away for Cao An. The world was separated by heaven and earth. Cao An, who still didn't understand why, was in front of him.
It took two days to finally find the answer.
People's hearts!!
Although monsters and beasts have the wisdom of others, they are not human after all. Human martial arts, moves and techniques have been learned through countless generations of painstaking efforts and battles. They are the crystallization of wisdom, plus
The changes in people's hearts are definitely not comparable to those of these monsters.
Although ordinary humans are still at a disadvantage in this land, this is only due to innate limitations. Given equal strength, monsters and beasts are no match for humans.
The dragon eagle stood on the edge of the abyss, looking at Cao An with a pair of sharp eyes.
"I hope you won't come back to bury the demon Tianyuan again. Over the years, the big demons guarding Tianyuan have nothing to do. Only when you came to my place, Tianyuan was disturbed by you."
Cao An smiled slightly, condensed his voice, and passed it on, "I didn't cause the killing, did I? It was just a martial arts exchange with you Tianyuan aborigines."
The dragon eagle sneered at this, "If you really came here to commit murder, you would have died long ago. Can you still walk out of the abyss alive like you are now?"
Cao An nodded slightly at the dragon sculpture and said, "Goodbye, fellow Taoist."
He turned around, frowned slightly, and glanced at the motionless Shinobi, feeling a little strange in his heart.
"Where did Lao Huang go? According to the previous practice, shouldn't it have appeared here a long time ago?" A blood contract connected Cao An and Lao Huang. Through the blood contract, Lao Huang could sense that Cao An was in peace.
No matter what, Cao An can also sense Lao Huang's status through the blood contract. Because of his innate racial talent, Lao Huang can find Cao An's location through the blood contract, but Cao An cannot.
What made Cao An aware of something strange was that at a certain moment when he came out of Tianyuan, he felt that his control over Lao Huang seemed to be weaker. Although he never thought of controlling Lao Huang, he could do things for himself.
He was still very aware, only for a moment. He had not noticed it before, but now it made him feel a little strange.
bass!
There was a soft sound, and three copper coins bounced high, and then fell into Cao An's hand. He looked at the three copper coins in his hand.
"Do you want to leave?"
A trace of strangeness in my heart disappeared in a flash. The more experiences I had in my memory, the less I felt about these partings. Even the heavy three-year appointment was just to give myself something to do. There is an anchor point in his soul. He doesn't have much sense of belonging to this world, and he has never.
So much so that he can be generous and not care about many things. He is really afraid that he will be floating in this world aimlessly, like a leaf falling into the river.
"Then now, let's go north to the Beast Control Sect."
After all, I wanted to find someone to fight with, for no reason, and I always felt that I couldn't arouse that kind of interest. Judging from the current situation, the most suitable and closest to me was undoubtedly the Beast Control Sect.
On this day, a man carrying a big yellow gourd appeared in Sanhe Prefecture. He was dressed in a blue robe, with an unknown wooden hairpin tied up his long hair, and a lock of white hanging on his forehead. It was in the evening. The busiest time in Sanhe Mansion is when businessmen and knights passing by will enter the city and look for a place to stay.
At this time, the aboriginal people who have been busy and tired for a day will "return to their nests" to rest and spend their days enjoying the warmth of their wives and children.
"Oh, another one who picks up on others' wisdom."
Cao An raised his eyes. He was a rugged man sitting by the window. He was about thirty years old. In front of the table were a pot of wine, a plate of sauced pork, and a plate of peanuts. They were very classic side dishes that go with wine. The large ring knife was placed in the corner of the table, looking very imposing. He was facing Cao An sideways, and when he saw Cao An's eyes, he looked over.
He glanced sideways.
"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will rip off your head and use it as a football?"
Cao An smiled slightly, "I don't believe it!"
His body was very upright, as he always seemed to be, with a smile on his face, calm and calm, just like a question between friends: "Have you eaten?"
"Are you looking for death?" The man stopped the chopsticks in his hand and his eyes were fierce. Warriors are all bloody warriors. They can fight and even decapitate people if they don't agree with them. This does not mean that all warriors are brave. It is not reasonable, but there are a large number of such people in the world who use force to show their courage.
It is not an unreasonable saying that a chivalrous person uses force to break the ban.
"You can try."
The man pulled out the big knife on the table. The shopkeeper, who had originally planned to come over to smooth things over, ran to the center of the hall. His legs trembled in fright, his body trembled, and his round body trembled. He hurriedly turned around and ran back, getting under the counter. later.
The distance between the two people is not far, and there is no table between them.
The man drew his sword, exerted force with both feet, and shot like an arrow. He was in front of Cao An in an instant, and struck a horizontal blow with the big sword in his hand. The position was just right, and it was a blow that even the iron bridge could not avoid.
Cao An's figure did not move, and he controlled the Nian sword with his mental power to protect his waist. The moment the large ring knife cut into it, it directly shattered the knife in the man's hand. The protective aura was stimulated and instantly went into chaos. Countless tiny streaks The sword energy passed through his body, and blood overflowed from all over the man's body, and he fell straight to the ground.
His eyes were full of unwillingness, and he only had time to say: You are actually in the martial arts realm...