[Rebirth] Spiritual Medium of Cultivation of Immortals

Nie Xichen didn't even think about what he did wrong until he died, maybe it's been wrong since he was born.

His spiritual consciousness is weak and his foundation is unstable, so he shouldn't be cultivating at all. He insists on thinking that others are a little bit better than him in aptitude, and he can catch up if he works hard, but in the end he will just build a foundation hastily.

He didn't remember much about the past ten years in Qiangu Jianmen Guxiu, but the ten years before his death left a deep impression on him.

Painful!

Inside the Qiangu Sword Gate.

Seventy-nine 49 cultivators in lotus-colored Taoist robes formed a seven-star Gongrui formation, and seventy-nine 49 flying swords coiled around Nie Xichen.Nie Xichen was tightly locked on the dragon pillar by a chain with thick wrists, and a bright mirror as big as a millstone hung high above Nie Xichen's head, spitting out tongues of fire. Looking from the mirror, it seemed that there was a fierce fire dragon sealed inside the mirror. .

Nie Xichen's skin was bluish-black, and he looked more ferocious and terrifying under the dancing blue sword shadow. A pair of red eyes widened unwillingly, and became more fierce when he touched the cultivator. Nie Xichen, who Shen Ling manipulated his body, raised his head and roared at the mirror.

"Ah—let me out—how can my whole body be ruined because of this!"

"Shen Ling, at this moment, you are really willing to become the inhuman and ghost-like person you are today? Master refining you and me is a kind of relief." Nie Xichen was unprecedentedly peaceful before his death. Negotiating with Shen Ling, Shen Ling ignored it, and roared, "How about human cultivation? How about demonic cultivation? They are all pursuing the supreme art on the way of cultivation. Why do you deny my existence? If it weren't for me, I would settle for the next best thing." Pursuing the magic way, how can I live to this day!"

"Sinister! Shut up!" Master Qing Gu let out a clear whistle, and the bright mirror hovering over Nie Xichen's head turned, and the flames burst out violently. Nie Xichen could clearly feel the sensation of his skin being scorched.

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!!" Shen Ling's voice resounded through the entire Qiangu Sword Gate, disturbing the Qixing Gongrui formation to loosen.

Nie Xichen had mixed feelings in his heart, and sadness came from it.Shen Ling was unwilling, but how could he be willing!

What did he do wrong to cause such a catastrophe!

Ten years ago, Shen Ling was conceited for a while, greedy for too many Zhenling pills, and became obsessed, and his true energy exploded, but somehow, the remaining soul and three souls entered Nie Xichen's sea of ​​consciousness.But the elder brother who was rumored to be friendly and courteous actually became irritable, and would unleash the source of true energy in Nie Xichen's sea of ​​consciousness at every turn, causing Nie Xichen to suffer unspeakably. At that time, Nie Xichen was only ten years old. big kids.

Before Shen Ling's death, he was already a capable person at the golden core stage, but the ten-year-old Nie Xichen hadn't even reached the foundation stage. This small temple can't accommodate the big Buddha, and Shen Ling's soul consciousness gradually clashed with Nie Xichen. Shen Ling simply devoured Nie Xichen's soul and cultivated the way of magic. Since then, he has fallen into an abyss beyond redemption.

The method of magic is difficult, and Shen Ling relied entirely on Nie Xichen's body to nourish and transform the magic energy for his cultivation during the process of practice.In just a few months, Nie Xichen was trained to be neither human nor ghost, and the rest of the time was spent in massacres.

Shen Ling wantonly manipulated Nie Xichen's body to suck people's essence and blood, taking people's cultivation base.

Nie Xichen lived in pain for ten years, and he could not seek death if he wanted to live.Until three days ago, when Shen Ling manipulated Nie Xichen's body to massacre innocent people in Danyang Town to absorb essence, he was caught by the real Qing Gu who came after hearing the news. It was originally Shen Ling's personal mentor, seeing Shen Ling's fate, he reluctantly set up a formation to capture him back to the mountain gate for punishment.

And tonight, with the right time and place, it was a good time to launch the ancient demon-subduing formation, so the real Qinggu locked Nie Xichen in the formation and cooperated with the Qixing Gongrui formation to refine Nie Xichen and Shen Ling together.

The hand formulas of the real person in Qing Dynasty changed, and he had practiced more than a hundred moves in a blink of an eye. Finally, he condensed his true energy on his fingertips, pointed in the air, and said: "Fight!"

The voice echoed, Qiqi 49 flying swords buzzed together, the mirror above Nie Xichen's head circled rapidly, and while the tongue of fire was hesitating, a fire dragon suddenly came out of the mirror, and a pure fire burned all over Nie Xichen's body.

"The fire of the red dragon can burn the soul. The souls of the two of you have already merged into one, and you can't separate them. Only by taking this bad strategy can you solve the problem! Once the real fire of the red dragon comes out, the soul will be burned, and you will never be reborn forever!"

Never be reborn...

Nie Xichen showed a wry smile, the flames scorched him from the depths of his soul, and the pain was no longer enough to describe in words.He raised his head slightly, trying to see the world clearly again, maybe after this glance, there will be eternal silence.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have cultivated immortality from the very beginning.

Amidst the blazing flames, Nie Xichen's forehead and heart suddenly glowed with a little lustrous light, and then the light rose sharply, illuminating the entire back mountain.

"How could this happen!" Master Qing Gu's face changed in shock, and he hurriedly formed a formation.

In an instant, the sky and the earth turned around, and a crack in space suddenly opened where the flames were permeating, and Nie Xichen, who was wrapped in a faint blue light, fell into the crack.

Qing Gu Daoist immediately made calculations, but he couldn't figure out the cause and effect.

***

Eternal Sword Gate.

It was Shenshi, the sun was scorching like fire above the head, the blue sky was as blue as washing, and there were faint blue and white divine lights floating in it.

There was a sound around him, Nie Xichen suddenly shuddered and woke up. He glanced around in a daze, and saw many cultivators in lotus-colored Taoist robes walking around, their eyes widened suddenly.

what happened?Wasn't he burned by the real fire of the red dragon in the ancient flame formation?How come here?

The flowers and grass in front of him, the pavilions, towers and pavilions are all things that Nie Xichen is very familiar with.The position he is in right now is the place where the disciples of the Qiangu Sword Sect compete - Feihong Pavilion.

Yao An ran all the way over, pulled Nie Xichen and left, "Senior brother, what are you dawdling here? It's your turn to compete! Although you will lose, it is even more embarrassing to lose without a fight! Come with me quickly! "

Nie Xichen looked at Yao An, the round, chubby face in front of him was very familiar, and he almost burst into tears. Yao An started a year later than him. Liao Ji, but also because of his talent, Shen Ling took a fancy to him, manipulated Nie Xichen's body to absorb all of Yao An's cultivation, leaving only a rotting corpse.

Nie Xichen was forcibly dragged forward by the chubby little Yao An, and couldn't help calling his name excitedly: "Yao, Yao An."

Chubby Yao An looked back at him suspiciously: "Senior brother, why are you calling me by my name like that? It's disgusting! Senior brother, although you are very good-looking, you are a boy like me. In accordance with my mother's last wish, before she died, she asked An'er to find a beautiful female fairy who can give birth to me to marry and inherit the blood of our Yao family! Although I also like senior brother very much, but . . . " The tone was very awkward.

Ten-year-old Nie Xichen is small and cute. Although his figure is thinner, his dark eyes are as big and bright as ripe black grapes. His skin is fair and his cheeks are plump with baby fat. Very nice.

This pretty face was slightly distorted by Yao An's words.

It's really Yao An who is so noisy!

But looking at his childhood friend, Nie Xichen couldn't help wanting to get closer to Yao An, but suddenly remembered something, and asked in surprise, "What time is it?"

Yao An replied: "It's just past one o'clock in the morning, and it's still too late to go to the martial arts arena. I said senior brother, why did you fall asleep while standing?"

Ignoring Yao An's ridicule, Nie Xichen asked, "What year, month and day?"

Yao An glared at him, seeing that Nie Xichen was serious and serious, and felt something was wrong, thinking about it again, hey, senior brother Xichen always looks so serious, what was he thinking?

Listening to the date reported by Yao An, Nie Xichen's heart tightened, and he immediately threw away Yao An and ran towards the other side.

Yao An suddenly jumped anxiously: "Senior brother! Why are you going! The martial arts field is over there! Over there! Senior brother, you are running in the direction where the senior brother and the second senior brother are competing! If you want to see it, don't forget your own competition! —Brother—”

After the three heavy bells rang, the crowd gathered in front of Feihong Pavilion became more and more crowded.

At this time, Nie Xichen was only ten years old and still a short winter melon. After jumping twice in place, he still couldn't see the scene in the crowd. The reversal brought him back to the past, but it happened to be this embarrassing time!

In front of Feihong Pavilion is a platform tens of meters in length and width. There are dragon and jade pillars standing in all directions, and the dragon scales are furious among the swords and shadows.

On the stage, two figures, one green and one white, staggered towards each other, collided very quickly and bounced off quickly, and the dense sword net enveloped the two of them.

With a soft sound from Cen De, the white figure retreated abruptly. At the same time, the blue figure also fell to the side of the trial platform. In a flash, two young men stood facing each other.

"Eldest brother has the upper hand." A middle-aged cultivator said with emotion, and the people around him nodded in agreement and said while gesticulating, "That's true. Just now, the elder brother swished and swished 32 sword moves in a row, which is enough. All ten shots fell on the second senior brother, I am afraid that the victory will be decided, although these second senior brothers are powerful, they are not as advanced as the senior senior brother!" The regret in the words is very obvious.

Nie Xichen was even more impatient when he heard the words, but because the crowd was blocked so badly, it was difficult to squeeze forward when he was only halfway there.

In the crowd, three more bells rang, and the winner on the stage had been decided.

Shen Ling, who was dressed in water-colored green clothes, pinched the sword formula, and the three flying swords were withdrawn suddenly, suspended around him, smiled faintly at Huo Bai, bowed his fists and said: "Junior brother, I accept it."

"Thank you, senior brother, for your enlightenment." Huo Bai's complexion turned pale, and although he lost the competition, he described it generously in return.

The two are handsome and have advanced cultivation. I don't know how many young disciples secretly admire them, but the two have not had a Taoist partner so far. When they get together to compete and compete on weekdays, it makes people think about it.

Another figure flashed past, and after seeing who was coming, all the disciples immediately quieted down, clasped their fists, and bowed in unison: "I have seen the real coach."

The real man of Qinggu looked indifferent, with the demeanor of a fairy family. After he babbled some teaching words that he often said on weekdays, he raised his sleeves, took out a jade porcelain bottle, and handed it to Shen Ling, his voice was unconsciously soft After getting down, he said: "Shen Ling, since you have won the first place, it is naturally your good fortune. This bottle of elixir can help you pass through the golden elixir stage smoothly and form a nascent baby as soon as possible. But remember, the elixir of elixir The effect is overbearing, don’t take it recklessly.”

Shen Ling took the porcelain vase, bowed the big gift, and said: "Disciple, please remember."

Remember, remember, if you remember, then what happened later will not happen.

When Nie Xichen saw that Shen Ling had obtained the Zhenling Pill, he immediately lowered his eyes and pressed his lips tightly. With mixed feelings, he finally squeezed out two words between his teeth: "Human! Scum!"

But at this moment, Shen Ling, who was being scolded by Nie Xichen for being a scum, was grinning slightly.

Shen Ling glanced lightly, and a female disciple who was looking into his eyes couldn't stand the stimulation, and fainted happily.

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