Immortal and Demon Cultivation

Chapter 149 Corpse Path and Immortality

Ye Xiaochuan now understands that the immortals that humans have admired and worshipped for thousands of years are nothing more than a group of monsters with their hearts dug out and no emotions, even worse than wild animals.

The most terrible thing is that when these so-called immortals become mortal, one day is equivalent to one year for ordinary people. They can clearly feel their own aging changes every day, and can feel the degradation of their own internal organs. Finally, after dozens of days of suffering, they disappear into smoke and turn into dust and smoke.

After listening to Situ Feng's words, Ye Xiaochuan immediately calculated in his mind that even if I was beaten to death or torn into pieces by five horses, I would not pursue this kind of immortality!

He curled his lips and said, "Without emotions, without joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, what's the point of being a god? It's better to live a carefree and happy life in the mortal world for hundreds of years."

Situ Feng was silent for a long time, and finally said, "If all the people in the world were as open-minded as you, there would be fewer pitiful people in the past tens of millions of years. The zombie lineage is despised by the heaven. Tens of thousands of years ago, the masters of cultivation in the world launched a siege against the zombie lineage. Until ten thousand years ago, the treasure of the zombie lineage, the heart The Nine Yin Immortal Record was destroyed, and another mental formula, the Nine Yang Corpse Chapter, was also lost for many years. Now, I am afraid that no one in the world can achieve immortality. Only a little zombie path is still circulating in the world. It is just a jumping clown and not worth mentioning. "

Ye Xiaochuan nodded secretly in his heart. If the unique skills of zombies have not been lost, then who knows how many gods have been born in the past few thousand years. Not to mention the thousand-year corpse king, even the ten-thousand-year zombie god may exist, which is definitely not something that human cultivators can easily deal with.

This kind of magical power that harms others and oneself was fortunately destroyed by the ancient ancestors ten thousand years ago, otherwise who knows how many people would be harmed in the past ten thousand years.

Ye Xiaochuan knew very well that he would not practice this terrible and cruel way of immortality. But it definitely does not mean that others will not practice it.

If the two unique skills of the zombie lineage, "Nine Yang Corpse Chapter" and "Nine Yin Immortality Record", had not been destroyed and were still preserved, most of the self-proclaimed righteous seniors of Cangyun Sect would have stretched their necks to learn this kind of magical power.

They don't care whether it's digging out the heart or the lungs, or how many people they kill or their loved ones, they only care about two words.

Immortality.

Ye Xiaochuan understood the mystery of immortality and felt disgusted. He didn't discuss this issue with Situ Feng in depth. He began to pester Situ Feng and asked him to teach him his lifelong unique skill, the Gale Sword Intent, so that he could defeat the tigress Yun Qiyou who robbed him twice.

Situ Feng did not hide anything, and recited a large number of mental formulas to teach him. This sword art lineage is to comprehend the way of heaven. The master has no role. At most, he is a puppet to teach the mental method. As for how much Ye Xiaochuan can comprehend, it depends on Ye Xiaochuan's luck.

After teaching the mental formula of the wind sword, Situ Feng said: "My soul is very weak now, and I need to sleep for a while. Don't disturb me recently."

After that, he was silent.

Ye Xiaochuan suddenly didn't want Situ Feng to die quickly. He was a greedy person. He was really unwilling to not squeeze out all of Situ Feng's unique skills.

Seeing that Situ Feng was going to sleep, he didn't stop him. He thought that you'd better hold on for a few more months. After you have taught me everything you have learned, it won't be too late for you to die.

In fact, Ye Xiaochuan had no idea that Situ Feng's remnant soul would not be able to hold out for long. It would probably turn into a wisp of green smoke and disappear forever in three to five months at most.

However, man's plans are not as good as God's plans. Even Situ Feng did not expect that Ye Xiaochuan would actually complete a blood contract with the ghostly treasure Blood Soul Essence. Now that the Blood Soul Essence has returned, he is even more ecstatic.

Blood Soul Essence is a ghostly magic weapon that is cruel and evil in the eyes of righteous disciples, but for a remnant soul like Situ Feng, the evil ghost energy contained in the Blood Soul Essence itself is a great tonic for the soul. As long as he absorbs the evil ghost energy of the Blood Soul Essence bit by bit, he will not only not be scattered for a while, but his soul will probably gradually solidify and grow.

Since it is just a remnant soul, reincarnation or rebirth is impossible, but at least he can keep his soul from dispersing, which is the most important thing.

A hundred years, no, fifty years.

This is the time Situ Feng wants. As long as his soul can remain intact for fifty years, with his mysterious and unpredictable Taoism, he can definitely train Ye Xiaochuan, the owner of the Wufeng Sword, into a peerless master who is unparalleled in the world. At that time, he will not care even if his soul is scattered.

Ye Xiaochuan learned the most powerful magical power when Situ Feng was alive, the Swift Wind Sword! But he really has no idea about the sword.

After communicating with Situ Feng's soul for a long time, he opened his eyes and found that the sky outside was gradually getting brighter. He didn't feel any fatigue after not sleeping all night, but his spirit became more and more vigorous.

He didn't even go to watch Yun Qiyou's fight today. He opened the door, stepped on the cool morning breeze, and walked towards the back mountain. Soon, his thin figure was shrouded by the thin smoke on the hillside of the Samsara Peak and disappeared in the smoke.

When all the people on Samsara Peak flew to the square on the top of the mountain to watch today's competition, Ye Xiaochuan came to the Siguo Cliff in the back mountain alone.

He eagerly wanted to start practicing the so-called secret of swordsmanship with the strongest attack power that he had just learned from Situ Feng. Since the secret of swordsmanship that Situ Feng studied during his lifetime was the sword intention of the swift wind, he had to think about it to understand the mystery of the wind. , it is most suitable to think over the cliff in the back mountain. Siguoya is very quiet and no one will disturb it. Secondly, the wind is fierce at Siguo Cliff in the back mountain, which is the best place to feel the changes of the wind.

On the path leading to Siguo Cliff in the back mountain, there were flowers on both sides of the quiet path. In the early morning, the leaves of these flowers were still stained with crystal dew. Ye Xiaochuan walked through it, and soon the dew wet his trousers and shoe.

He didn't pay attention, but muttered to himself very depressedly: "Hey, what a bad luck. The five elements are clouds, thunder, wind, and reincarnation shines through time and space. Why did Senior Situ choose wind, an attribute with no attack power, to practice? If he chose to have strong attack power, It would be great to have fire and metal spells. No matter how bad the earth spell is, it can be used. The earth spell focuses on defense. If you can't defeat it, you can run away..."

In the midst of his one hundred and twentieth lamentation, he finally arrived at the moon-watching platform on the back mountain, calmed down, and flew towards Siguo Cliff on the opposite side, which was shrouded in thick fog.

Si Guo Ya is really too familiar to him, and he doesn’t know if it’s because of his own stupidity. When he first came to Si Guo Ya a few months ago, he couldn’t survive a day, but in the past few months, he has stayed at Si Guo Ya. I'm used to it, but I'm not used to going back to my room to sleep.

As soon as he came to Siguo Cliff, Ye Xiaochuan's somewhat chaotic mood calmed down quickly. It seemed that he belonged here and not to the troubled world outside.