Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 336 Pavilion Master
A scream went straight into the sky.

The nine ghost chariots whizzed and soared, surrounded by scarlet and bloody lights, smashing and dispersing the large wind and snow.

It looks clear and distinct, like the substance.

It is in stark contrast to the previous illusory image.

Moreover, the influence on people's spirit has also reached a new level.

Wei Tao stood silently in the depths of the ruins, unable to suppress the increasingly irritable emotions in his heart.

Swish!
The long-tailed serpent with cloud patterns and black scales burst out.

Swaying from side to side behind him, he smashed the ground into large cracks.

The eyes on the snake's head opened slowly, and the inside was also scarlet, shining with twisted and crazy light.

He stared at the ghost car traveling through the wind and snow, and made a gesture of being ready to pounce and kill.

Wei Tao inhaled deeply, and then exhaled slowly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt dizzy, and even felt a little nauseous.

"Quiet."

A deep voice echoed among the ruins.

But it was interrupted directly by another sharp cry.

The ghost car roared past, spreading its wings to its heart's content.

There is no response to quiet commands.

Boom! ! !

Suddenly a thunder exploded.

In an instant, blood gushed out and fell to the ground.

Smash the already messy warehouse out of the deep pit.

"If you keep screaming and flying around, I will kill you."

Wei Tao straightened his body little by little, and let go of the tight Yuantai fist.

He looked down, stomped his feet on the ground again, and stomped hard on the ghost car.

Everything fell silent.

Even the long tail of the repairing snake behind him no longer swayed from side to side.

Instead, he stood still and looked around vigilantly, being extremely obedient and obedient.

"I felt like I scolded myself just now."

Wei Tao thought silently, and took another deep breath, "Void Xuanwu and Ghost Car's true meaning seem to reflect reality through the true will of my true spirit, and at the same time have a subtle influence on my spirit.

And with the deepening of the level of practice, especially the advancement of the Nine Changes of Lingming to the anode, this influence is getting bigger and deeper, and I don't know when I can break through the puzzle and enjoy real freedom. "

"Reassuring the ape, tying the mind to the horse, and calming the demons are easy to say, but difficult to do.

No wonder I heard before that the well-known novel about master and apprentice going west to learn Buddhist scriptures is also related to the practice of alchemy. "

Thinking of this, Wei Tao was inexplicably emotional.

He can learn multiple disciplines at the same time, hedge against each other, and achieve a dynamic balance in a certain sense.

However, for other warriors, it takes a lot of time and energy to specialize in one discipline, so the impact can only get deeper and deeper, even if they break through the mystical sense and become a master, it can't be called liberation.

Even Qi Taiquan and Ning Xuanzhen, who are astonishingly talented and brilliant, have been struggling all the time, and they don't know when they will be able to endure it to the end.

Wei Tao restrained his thoughts, packed some Condensing Yuan Pills into his luggage, and prepared to leave Lingyungang.

Suddenly, he stopped beside the banquet hall.

Looking down at Shi Dui in front of him, a puzzled expression flashed across his face.

Time passed little by little.

Wei Tao has been standing still, as if he has become a sculpture.

wow.

A few pieces of debris slid down, leaving a few tracks on the snow.

Wei Tao exhaled a breath of white mist, "I thought I was the only one left in Lingyungang, but I didn't expect that there were seniors hiding in the pit watching the snow and eating ice, and even I almost hid it from them."

There was a loud noise.

Shi Dui broke through a big hole, revealing a figure who just sat up inside.

Hong Shunyi brushed off the dust on his body, and hastily bowed to say hello.

Wei Tao observed carefully for a moment, and a surprised expression appeared on his face, "When Daozi Sun and I found Senior Hong, we saw that you were eroded by the spirits of the Nine Saints, and there was almost no reason for you to escape, but now you are alive and kicking, and you are not seen at all.

It makes people a little curious, how did the senior achieve this, neither was killed by the spirit of the Nine Saints, nor became the successor of the Nine Saints, and even improved in the realm of cultivation. "

Hong Shunmo sighed, "Wei Daozi didn't know something, and the old slave had already fallen into despair at that time, and he gave up struggling at first, but he didn't expect that the road would suddenly turn around, and the will was dark and the flowers would be bright."

After a pause, he also showed a puzzled expression, "After the spirit of the Nine Saints enters the body, I want the old slave to bear the will of the Nine Saints and become the successor of the Nine Saints. Fake method above.

The will of the Nine Holy Spirits wants to dominate, but Guixu's performance excludes others, and the two sides refuse to give in to each other, which immediately puts the old slave in a desperate situation, and there is no way to turn around no matter what.

Later, the old slave also figured it out. Since he couldn't resist the will of the Nine Holy Spirits, he simply followed the spiritual victory method mentioned by Daozi, and regarded it as my own, and actually slowly integrated it into the Guixu performance , regaining control of the body little by little. "

"What's even more strange is that during this process, the old slave actually gained a deeper understanding of the cloud patterns on the ancient cauldron of the Four Elephant Hall. Combined with the method of transforming gods and devouring spirits that he cultivated, it seems that he is only a mile away from returning to his true home. Fake acting method, step into the realm of law."

Wei Tao thought about it and said slowly, "The gluttonous cloud patterns are gluttonous, so it is said that Mr. Hong ate the spirit of the Nine Holy Spirits before becoming his own?"

Hong Shunyi shook his head, "It should not be swallowed directly, but absorbed naturally after assimilating it."

"Absorption after assimilation?"

Wei Tao frowned, thoughtfully, "If that's the case, it would be interesting."

Hong Shunmo listens to words and looks, hears sounds and knows his intentions.

When the newly comprehended ancient tripod cloud pattern is manifested, let Wei Tao carefully understand the perception from different angles.

The two sat and discussed until the whole day passed and night fell again, and finally stopped.

"Elder Hong's trip to the Nine Sacred Mountains has been very fruitful. After returning to the Four Elephants Hall in the capital, he can digest it carefully, and maybe he can break through the barrier and enter the Dharma Realm."

A gust of cold wind howled past, Wei Tao raised his head at this moment, and said something in a calm tone.

Under the gaze of that gentle gaze, Hong Shunyu felt the great pressure, and even stumbled a bit when he spoke, "Daozi, what does Daozi mean, is to let the old man return to the capital?"

"Why, senior Hong doesn't want to go back?"

Wei Tao was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't want to go back, it's really easy to get bored if you stay in one place all the time, why don't you just walk around and see, if you're lucky, you can meet other Dharma masters again, seniors You can verify your own level of strength."

Hong Shunyu hesitated for a moment, but still gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know, the old slave has become quieter since he got older, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed in the capital for decades.

If it weren't for the imminent end, he wouldn't have given up the ancient cauldron heater in the Four Elephant Hall and ran to the snowy Nine Sacred Mountains to ask for trouble. "

After speaking, he carefully observed Wei Tao's face.

But as time went by, Hong Shun's heart couldn't help sinking.

Especially when he saw Wei Tao getting up slowly, this feeling of uneasiness had reached its peak.

Even though he is a great master who is only one step away from achieving the Dharma realm, he can't give birth to any other thoughts.

Looking at the expressionless young face, Hong Shunmao suddenly had an understanding in his heart.

In this life, no matter how advanced he is in martial arts practice, he can no longer be this opponent.

Outside Mianlong Town, the Xuanwu Daoist broke through his spiritual defense and cast a shadow over it.

In the Nine Sacred Mountains, this one planted a seed through the gap opened by the Xuanwu Daoist.

A period of time passed, after being irrigated with blood and death by martial arts masters such as Qinglian Dharma King, Yinglao Gonggong, and Nine Sages, the seeds had taken root and sprouted, and it was almost impossible to pull them out.

"Senior, why are you so nervous?"

Wei Tao sighed, "Elder Hong and I walked together and got along quite happily, even if there were some small conflicts at the beginning, they have already disappeared, so there is no need to take it to heart.

Since senior Hong is homesick, I will no longer insist on staying. If there is a chance in the future, I will talk to senior again when I come to the capital. "

Hong Shunyu seemed to be pardoned, but felt that the big stone that was suppressed in his heart suddenly disappeared, as if his whole body became a little lighter.

The night is deep, and the wind and snow are howling.

Wei Tao was the only one left in the Nine Saints Gate.

He went back to the cloud patterns on the ancient tripod of the Four Elephant Hall over and over again, feeling the artistic conception lingering in it, and suddenly understood why Taoist Xuanwu was so interested in it, and stopped Hong Shunyu outside Mianlong Town to ask to observe it.

However, the cloud patterns seen by Taoist Xuanwu should be different from what he saw today.

After all, Hong Shunyi at that time hadn't been attacked one after another, and he didn't comprehend the method of spiritual victory, so his understanding of the Taotie moiré remained on the simple swallowing, rather than the later assimilation and absorption.

"Hong Shunyi realized assimilation."

"Then the influence of the true meaning of Xuan Nian on the spirit, in a sense, can it also be regarded as a kind of assimilation?"

"If the speculation about assimilation is correct, no one seems to be able to say clearly what will happen in the end."

Wei Tao was thinking about it in silence, suddenly he restrained all his thoughts, got up and looked north.

Dafan was born in heaven and began to call again.

And the favor he received seems to have strengthened a bit.

Wei Tao was also a little speechless, not understanding why Brahma's spirit insisted on letting him pass.

This kind of behavior of leading wolves into the house is really incomprehensible.

The other party was so persistent and urgent that it was difficult for him to refuse.

Maybe I really need to go there and teach it a good lesson, let it know that the human heart is sinister, and it is not possible to let go of its guard against everyone and give it all trust.

But before that, I still have to go back to the mountain gate.

Take a look at Taoist Ning's physical condition, and see if the senior sister who has just been promoted to the master has stabilized her realm.

If conditions permit, it happens that he has a deeper understanding of Yin-Yang Guiyi, which can be used in the Yin-Yang Ming Jing, so that Senior Sister Ni can also deeply understand the artistic conception of Yin-Yang Yang Sheng.

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The sun is setting, and the sky is getting darker.

There is only a faint afterglow, which sprinkles the last bit of light on the mountains.

In the depths of the empty and dilapidated buildings, an old man in green clothes walked slowly, stopping in front of the ruins from time to time, frowning slightly, wondering what he was thinking.

"My lord, I'm back."

Silently, a figure quietly appeared.

The old man in green shirt nodded slightly, but he didn't look at the middle-aged man who had just arrived. His eyes fell on a collapsed stone house not far away, and there was a look of reminiscence in his eyes.

The man followed behind, "Pavilion Master, the last time the three Yetian brothers appeared was near Dingxuan Mountain in Mozhou, and then they lost all traces."

The old man in blue finally stopped, turned around and took a look, "So, the disappearance of Sancai Sword is related to the Dingxuan sect?"

The middle-aged man said, "According to the reports from the people below, Dingxuan Mountain has been a little strange recently, and no disciples of Dingxuan have come in or out. It seems to have become a dead zone, and they dare not get too close to investigate."

The blue-clothed old man frowned slightly, "That man once said before that if the sect is not good, even the grandmaster can be killed.

Looking at it now, I don't know if the master can be killed, and the seven sects of the sect really don't seem to be a good place. "

The atmosphere suddenly became calm.

Neither of them spoke anymore, they walked slowly all the way, and finally came to a high platform overlooking the surrounding environment.

The old man in blue stood still in the center of the high platform, with a dilapidated stone tablet erected in front of him.

He stretched out his hand to wipe off a layer of dust on the surface of the stele, stared at the already blurred words on it, and quickly immersed himself in it with all his energy.

It wasn't until after tea time that the master of the Cangjian Pavilion said, "Does Ye Ying know what is engraved on it?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

"The inscription on it is the true meaning of the Three Talents Killing the Sword. It was left by the ancestors a hundred years ago, but now there are only ruins left."

Suddenly, a ray of cold light shot out from his fingertips, silently sinking into the stone tablet.

Ye Ying's pupils shrunk slightly, sensing the three sharp sword intents hidden in the stone tablet.

Click!

The stele split open suddenly, revealing three long swords hidden in it.

His eyes blurred suddenly, he lost sight of the dilapidated high platform under his feet, and the master of the hidden sword pavilion beside him, leaving only three figures standing still in the form of finished characters, all of which pulled out the three-foot green swords hanging from his waist. front.

"The way of observing the sky and the way of holding on to the sky are all done!"

The icy cold voice seemed to sway directly in Ye Ying's consciousness.

He shivered suddenly, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword.

Time passed quickly, and Ye Ying was deeply immersed in it, until the three figures disappeared, and he still hadn't recovered.

"Do you understand?"

The voice of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion sounded, waking Ye Ying up from his trance.

He wiped off the fine cold sweat on his forehead, and exhaled softly, "I never thought that the abandoned land of Jiange would hide such a secret."

"This is not an abandoned place."

The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion laughed, "It is the place where the sword intents of the ancestors in the pavilion are preserved before their death, and it is also the sword tomb where they used their swords all their lives."

Ye Ying was slightly taken aback, this was the first time he had heard such a secret.

At the same time, he was a little puzzled, not understanding why the pavilion master brought him here suddenly.

After a pause, the master of the Cangjian Pavilion suddenly changed the topic, "How is the investigation regarding the Shenyi Hengkong matter?"

Ye Ying turned her head at this moment and looked down the high platform.

A young woman dressed in white and carrying two long swords appeared quietly.

She bowed and saluted, "Returning to the pavilion master, according to the information obtained by the disciples, the spirit traveled all the way south from the extreme north, and finally fell into the town of Mianlong, the Nine Sacred Mountains in the southern border of Qizhou.

Afterwards, many martial arts masters, such as the King of the Golden Tent and the Xuanwu Daoist, gathered here. After a chaotic battle, Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty appeared from the underground of Mianlong Town, and Uncle Ye Shang died in this battle.

And then, Emperor Wu went northward, straight into the Northern Wilderness, as if he was going to repeat the act of breaking through the golden tent and destroying Brahma a hundred years ago. "

The master of the hidden sword pavilion nodded, "The spirit is revealed, the world is chaotic, we have hidden the sword for a hundred years, and it is time to show our sharpness again."

The sound fell, and with this high platform as the center, a large area of ​​ruins began to tremble violently.

Dozens of swords came out of the seal, headed straight for the high platform, and flew around the master of the hidden sword pavilion.

In the end, all of them fell into the sword box behind him.

Click!

The sword box was closed, and all the cold energy of the forest was suppressed.

The master of the hidden sword pavilion held down the sword box and slowly closed his eyes, "I will go to the northern wilderness, first test the sword with the spiritual will of Brahma, and then cultivate the sword with the true meaning of the seven schools of religion. Emperor Wu, have a glimpse of the state of swordsmanship recorded in the classics by the patriarch of this pavilion."

　I don't feel very uncomfortable all day today. I don't have a fever but I have a severe headache. I don't know the reason.

　
(End of this chapter)