Start a Dome

Dead silence, in the blue eyes of the gray-haired woman, there is no other emotion except dead silence.

Xia Mo suddenly felt a chill down his back.

The gray-haired, blue-eyed woman in front of him was completely different from the Taixu Immortal he had seen in the Buddha Cloud Temple.

"Immortal...Immortal?"

Xia Mo didn't answer, the gray-haired, blue-eyed woman just looked at Xia Mo with that expression on her face.

Or in other words, looking behind Xia Mo.

"?!"

Suddenly reacting, the immortal was not looking at him, Xia Mo turned around and slashed at him with a sword.

boom!

The pitch-black sword glow pierced into the darkness without any vision.

"What did you see?"

He turned his head in confusion, and looked at the gray-haired woman suspiciously.

The woman just looked quietly behind Xia Mo like this. It was clearly a dark stone room, but in her blue eyes, a dark and ferocious snake shadow was reflected.

Suddenly, a beam of red light emerged from the gray-haired woman's chest.

The crimson light immediately illuminated the entire stone chamber.

Xia Mo, who was used to the darkness, subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

In the crimson light, he saw a piece of feather slowly transform from virtual to real from midair, and finally landed on the grey-haired woman's pierced forehead.

That's right, piercing, the sword pierced her forehead, destroyed her brain, and then passed through the skull.

In addition to this fatal scar, her right foot was broken at the ankle, all tendons in her hands were crippled, and all internal organs were destroyed.

The one who did it was extremely vicious, because he was afraid of the "resurrection" of this Immortal Taixu, he destroyed her limbs, severed her tendons, and made her a useless person.

However, as the crimson feathers blended in, the wounds on the gray-haired woman gradually began to heal, and even her blue eyes began to glow.

At this moment, with the help of this crimson light, Xia Mo saw an extremely ferocious black snake shadow printed upside down under his feet.

- Swish!

boom!

Turning around sharply, the lingering sword glow cut off the pitch-black snake shadow and hit it on the wall.

The stone wall remained motionless, while the severed black snake gathered together quickly, opening its bloody mouth and attacking Xia Mo.

Looking at the ferocious black snake calmly, the black sword in Xia Mo's hand flickered darkly.

At the moment when the long sword cut the black snake open, a cold voice sounded from behind Xia Mo.

"Yin and Yang are divided, clear and turbid are divided."

hum!

In an instant, a huge black and white Tai Chi appeared on the floor below Xia Mo and the black snake shadow.

And as the black and white Tai Chi turned, Xia Mo suddenly covered his head, and the piercing pain kept gushing out of his brain.

The death sword in his hand dissipated, and Xia Mo, who was hugging his head in pain, knelt on the ground.

A large amount of miasma full of negative emotions overflowed from the pale snake curse around his neck.

As for the black snake shadow in front of him, looking at the gray-haired woman sitting up behind Xia Mo who was kneeling on the ground, the scarlet snake pupils of the black snake were full of horror:

"You...what are you?!"

Speaking out, facing this Immortal Taixu, Yamata no Orochi only had fear and fear in his eyes.

Getting up from the sarcophagus, looking at Xia Mo who was kneeling on the ground in extreme pain, she stretched out her hand, and the gray-haired woman gently held the crimson feather in her palm.

She whispered: "Yu Duchen!"

- Om!

A large number of crimson feathers emerged, and these feathers burning with red flames illuminated the dark stone chamber.

In this pure red light, the phantom of Yamata no Orochi was distorted, annihilated, and finally completely turned into ashes, dissipating in the eyes of the gray-haired woman.

At the moment when the phantom of Yamata no Orochi disappeared, the curse of the snake that kept gushing miasma from Xia Mo's neck disappeared.

With the disappearance of the snake curse, the original piercing pain and severe dizziness all stopped suddenly.

Raising his head and looking at the gray-haired woman standing in front of him, Xia Mo's eyes were full of doubts.

why?

Why does she have to help herself over and over again?

However, in addition to this, there are even greater doubts in his heart.

"Who buried you here?"

He frowned.

The blue eyes were full of indifference, and the gray-haired woman did not answer Xia Mo's question.

"Then why are you helping me?"

"Why do you want to teach me Taixu swordsmanship?"

"Because," the gray-haired woman said with a light smile as her lips moved slightly. "The cause and effect between you and me."

"cause and effect?"

Xia Mo's eyes were full of confusion, when did he get involved with Immortal Taixu?

Could it be that his ancestor was one of the direct disciples of Immortal Taixu?

What about Xuanyuan Sword?

Impossible, Xuanyuanjian was sold by his bastard father, right?

Seeing the doubt and incomprehension in Xia Mo's eyes, the gray-haired woman stretched out her right hand, and the crimson feather she held in her palm began to glow faintly.

In an instant, just in the blink of an eye, the dark stone room turned into the very familiar Buddha Cloud Temple.

However, this time, there was no guqin and tea.

Even the Buddha Cloud Temple presents a dilapidated desolation.

Looking at Immortal Taixu, who was dressed in white and had loose gray hair, Xia Mo seemed a little at a loss.

He didn't know what to say, even though there were thousands of doubts in his heart, the other party's answers were very vague every time.

"sit."

As the voice fell, two futons appeared in front of Xia Mo.

Still like last time, Xia Mo sat unceremoniously on the futon.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and the gray-haired woman smiled lightly and said, "You are the last guest of this Buddha Cloud Temple."

Looking back, looking at the dilapidated scroll in the center of the Buddha Cloud Temple, a touch of nostalgia appeared in the eyes of the gray-haired woman.

Blinking, Xia Mo asked curiously, "What happened here?"

"It is rumored in later generations that you have 'emerged'...is it false?"

"Ah."

She nodded.

"So, who exactly put you..."

"These, you will know later."

"Eh?"

The blue pupils were full of calm, and the gray-haired woman said: "I can meet you in this form, and this is the last time left."

"the last time?"

Xia Mo narrowed his black eyes slightly: "The stone room before is in Shenxia, ​​right?"

After a while, the gray-haired woman shook her head and said with a smile: "The previous scene is just a scene in my memory."

"Besides, Yangyang Shenxia is so vast, you can't find me."

"That... you said before, you will come back one day..."

"Well," nodded, the gray-haired woman's eyes were full of seriousness. "I will return."

"But not now."

"By the way," the gray-haired woman asked curiously as if thinking of something. "Heart, spirit, mind, aggregates, soul, these five aggregates, you should have mastered them proficiently, right?"

"Yes, there is only one Xuanyuan Sword left."

Xia Mo's expression was a little helpless.

"..."

"what happened?"

Seeing the gray-haired woman looking at him with a strange expression on her face, Xia Mo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"The four realms of heart accumulation, Zhishui, Wuchen, Mingjing, Taixu, have you mastered them all?"

"Ok!"

He nodded triumphantly.

"..."

For some reason, the gray-haired woman suddenly frowned: "If that's the case...why haven't you been affected by 'Shenyin'?"

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