The two of them flew across the vast sea with swords, searching for traces of seabirds.
Ling Yunpo casually used his spiritual consciousness to explore the distance, but secretly paid attention to the movement of the sea current.
According to Qing Pingjian, the island is actually an eternal iceberg, covered with dust brought by the sea wind, and thick soil is formed year after year. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary island.
, but its bottom is not connected to the seabed, just like a rootless duckweed.
As we all know, monks often encounter inner demons during their long journey.
Kunlun's solution is: from the entry-level Kunlun Heavenly Pillar Climbing Test, those who are not strong in Taoism and have unstable character will be screened out.
Shushan's solution is: after the monks form elixirs, they go to the Wenxin Cave to inquire about their hearts and form their own obsession with the Tao, thereby trying to avoid flaws in their Taoist hearts.
Penglai's solution is: let it go. There are so many sects in the world who don't care about this. Why should I care about so many?
In fact, most sects do not have the ability to control them and are forced to coexist with their inner demons.
But for those monks who are unfortunate enough to be obsessed with evil and are lucky enough not to die, they can't do it like the sect does - they will die if they show up, so who dares to show off?
This iceberg island that Qing Pingjian mentioned is very rare and has the unique ability to resist the erosion of inner demons.
It is said that as long as you go deep into the island, reach the ice, dig a hole in it, and get in, your body will be temporarily frozen and your consciousness will be delayed... Of course, the demon will also be delayed in the same way.
Due to the confrontation at the consciousness level, the combat power of the demons is far greater than that of humans, so this is equivalent to bringing both sides to the same inferior starting line, so that they can barely fight back and forth.
Although this still cannot completely solve the inner demons and only "extends the time of death" in disguise, monks who are on the verge of despair often have little choice.
As for why so few people know about this island now, that is another question.
"Master recorded in the scriptures that at that time he was being chased by a high-level enemy, so he had to lead him to the vast South China Sea, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack." An Zhisu explained.
"Oh oh oh." Ling Yunpo nodded to express his understanding, which meant that the master could not defeat the opponent at all and could only flee for his life in a hurry.
"As a result, we encountered that island, where we met an immortal-level senior who was great at swordsmanship." An Zhisu continued to recall, "The immortal set a small test for him, and he passed it easily, and he got
received the immortal's hospitality; but the enemy did not pass, and was killed by the immortal's backhand."
"I see." Ling Yunpo thought that since he "passed easily", it means it must be a very difficult test.
Otherwise, given Su Jian's temperament, if it was such an easy test, he would not mention it in his writing at all.
"In the end, after receiving some advice from the immortal, Master felt that his swordsmanship had suddenly made a huge breakthrough, and the original bottleneck was suddenly cleared, and he was promoted to the root-seeking level of the Golden Core Realm." An Zhisu concluded.
"Is it true?" Ling Yunpo asked in surprise.
He knew Su Jian's character very well, and it was clearly reflected in the records of the Seven Kills Swordsmanship:
Why does the Seven Kills Sword Art use offense instead of defense, with speed first? Because Su Jian clearly recorded that as long as the enemy is killed first, there is no need to defend or dodge... Such an arrogant and stinky character can actually admit that he is "
"There is a huge breakthrough." What exactly did the immortal opposite stuff him? Was it a Supreme Golden Elixir membership upgrade card?
"Anyway, it would be great if we could find that island." An Zhisu was still thinking about it and said longingly, "If we told the immortal that we were the disciples of Su Jian who he had received back then, would we be able to
Did you get some advice?"
"Hehehe." Ling Yunpo could only laugh dryly.
Senior Sister An, don't just focus on Master's treatment back then. His enemies were killed by the Immortal directly because they failed to pass the test!
If you think about it carefully, there is no enmity between this immortal and Su Jian's enemy at all, right? It means that this immortal is the kind of guy who acts wantonly and kills people casually!
Thinking of this, Ling Yunpo was somewhat repelled.
According to Qing Pingjian, since there is an iceberg at the bottom of the island, it means that it will only drift with the current and move around with the flow of sea water.
In other words, just follow the direction of the current and look for it.
But considering that the immortal is not someone easy to get along with, maybe I should do the opposite and deliberately prevent Senior Sister from finding the island. Otherwise, if the Immortal wants to attack us, I can still teleport to escape, but Senior Sister An
How to escape?
"Hey, junior brother." An Zhisu suddenly said, "Look, there is another island in front of you."
Ling Yunpo casually swept away his consciousness and found that it was not connected to the seabed. He was suddenly shocked and said calmly:
"This island is so desolate and small. How could there be a great swordsman living here in seclusion? Senior sister, you'd better stop thinking about it. You can skip this small island. Let's go find some bigger islands."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yunpo was about to turn around and leave when he heard a cold snort coming into his ears:
"Little kid, I don't know much, but my tone is not small. You don't even know what kind of island this is, so you just rashly talk about it. What's the point?"
Immediately afterwards, the two stepped down from the flying sword and staggered down as if out of control, taking Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu to the center of a valley somewhere on the island.
I saw a black-robed Taoist sitting cross-legged on the ground in the middle of the valley. There were various flying swords scattered around, and there were cracks caused by gravel and sword energy everywhere.
The man looked extremely old, with dense wrinkles on his face. His mouth did not move, but words penetrated into their ears, and his tone was surprising:
"Hey? Two little kids, one is born with a sword bone and the other is born with a sword heart? Come on, come closer and let me see."
An Zhisu took half a step forward, saluted and said:
"Shushan An Zhisu, I'm paying homage to the immortal. I don't know what the senior's name is..."
"Just call me 'Old Man Gujue'." The Taoist in black said indifferently.
Gujue? What a miserable name, Ling Yunpo thought to himself.
From the perspective of people in this world, being widowed, widowed, alone, alone, and disabled are collectively called the five disadvantages, that is, having no wife, no husband, losing a father, having no children, and being disabled. They are five relatively unfortunate forms of life. On top of them, there are also
There is "Jue", which means death, which refers to an untimely death, which is the most unfortunate thing.
Since this immortal-level old man calls himself "Gujue", it means that the sect he belongs to has been destroyed, all his elders have died, and he cannot leave this island. It can almost be said that he is destined to die here...
"The elders are here, how dare you think wildly!" The voice in my ears suddenly became sharp, "A baby born with a sword bone, why don't you come over and salute the old man?"
"Sorry." Ling Yunpo hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully, "This junior saw that the sword energy was everywhere around him, and the immortal was sitting alone among them. He must be a powerful swordsman. He felt admiration for him for a moment and couldn't help himself. I'm rude."
"A lot of bullshit!" The old Taoist said impatiently, "What fool in Shushan taught you? You are full of flattery and nonsense! If it weren't for the sword bones you were born with, I would have killed you with one sword!" "
Ling Yunpo's face twitched, thinking that this immortal is indeed a moody person, and he hates clichés the most, but he is someone I am not good at dealing with.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Zhenmo Division.