The Sword Dynasty

The huge mountain has cross-shaped giant steps generated by natural weathering. Only when the snowstorm stops slightly, these stone steps will be revealed, giving people a miraculous power.

Most people in Donghu regard this snow mountain as a god mountain, not only because of the appearance of this snow mountain, but because many real ascetic monks live in the grottoes of this snow mountain.

Since the old monk walked out of this snowy mountain, he only entered the palace of Donghu with one person, which caused a huge change in Donghu.At this moment this mountain has more extraordinary meaning in the eyes of all Donghu people.

Because the old monk returned to this mountain after killing Emperor Donghu of Yehu.

At this moment, he was still sitting at the end of the Asahi Grotto, motionless, his body seemed to gradually become the same as the venerable stone carved on the stone walls on both sides, even the facial features became a little blurred in the dim light.

Li Xixing walked into the grotto from the outside.

The old monk opened his eyes and looked at the young man in Changling with a smile, then his hand swiped in the fuchsia bedding under him, and a golden light fell in front of Li Xixing.

This is a face of pure gold, and I don’t know what kind of heaven and earth energy has condensed. In the dim, there is the glory of the sun. There are several unique runes like tears, which flow from the cheeks on both sides to the tip of the chin. There are crystal dots flowing in these runes, like the soul of a firefly trapped in a golden cage.

Li Xixing took the mask, and his eyes suddenly froze, saying: "This is the mask of Wan Honghua."

The old monk smiled and said, "That man asked you to bring me the piece of wood and tell me about the true meaning of my practice, that is, let me throw away the prosperity and just take it straight. Wan Yanhua should be the most opposed to Yelv Canglang becoming new One of the emperor's people, so before I came back, I went to the East Hu Border Army and knocked him to death."

"By the way, I went to the East Hu Border Army and knocked him out..."

Listening to this sentence, Li Xixing was speechless.

This sentence is simple to say, but the East Hu Border Army, in fact, countless powerful people gathered, even more difficult than going to the East Hu Palace to kill the emperor.

"On Xiuwei, on murder, now what is your ranking in the world?" So Li Xixing couldn't help but asked the old monk who even seemed a little compassionate and lovely at this time.

"second?"

Obviously killing is easier than cutting grass, but this old monk has a childish feeling at this time, but after speaking of the second, he is inexplicable, righteously said: "At least it must be third."

Li Xixing was speechless again. He looked at the mask in his hand and asked, "What is this, a gift for me?"

The old monk grinned slightly and appeared a little happy, and then he was serious: "Cultivation is most about chance. You come with news. You and I are destined, and you are a very interesting Changling man. These days I don’t see. You should have refined a certain mortal creature. This mask is called Tianliang Tears, and your mortal creature should also come from Tianliang. There is a connection between the two."

Li Xixing was stunned for a moment. He felt that the mask in his hand contained a strong vitality force, but he did not expect it to come from the cold weather of the past.

"I originally needed to hide my identity. This mask suits me very well."

He hesitated a little, thanked him first, and then said: "We entered Tianliang Zudi before, and the things I refined were from Tianliang Zudi."

The old monk didn't seem to care about the four characters of Tianliang Zudi, but just said: "It's a chance."

"You come to me now, what chance do you have to bring me?" Then, he looked at the masked Li Xixing and asked.

"Someone came to you." Li Xixing said: "The person who asked me to bring you something will pass here."

The old monk was dumbfounded, and the light and shadow in the grotto seemed to be disorganized instantly.

Li Xixing said: "In terms of time, it is only hundreds of miles away from here."

"take me to."

The old monk anxiously stood up from the fuchsia mat.

With Li Xixing pointing in the direction, he began to run wild.

This is a terrible state of spiritual practice. There seems to be no fluctuation of vitality between heaven and earth, or that all fluctuations of vitality are gathered in his body.

There is no abnormality outside his body, and there is no difference from ordinary people walking.

However, he stepped out a few hundred feet.

It was like the distance between heaven and earth was shortened under his feet.

His eyes were full of enthusiasm.

It was like the first time to understand the teachings of the guru, the first time I felt the existence of heaven and earth.

Even Li Xixing at this time is probably unable to understand his mood.

This is indeed a kind of feeling that the first-time practitioners see the teacher.

Because only those who arrived in Changling in the past and who really experienced that war can truly appreciate how far that person walked on the path of cultivation, and how terrible the man’s understanding of heaven, earth, and kendo.

The means of practice can be inherited, but the realm of practice cannot be replaced.

So when the piece of wood enough to instruct him to practice was passed into his hands, he already knew who he was.

Because of his excitement and enthusiasm, he didn't even care about the loss of real elements in his body.

This is a terrible thing in the world of practitioners, but he did not realize it.

He just walked straight in the direction pointed by Li Xixing until the wolf pack and a colder atmosphere than ice and snow appeared in his perception.

He keenly sensed that the most cold breath was intentionally blooming, let him know.

He knew that the man was coming, excited and unable to help himself. He bowed down in the snow and fell to the ground.

This already invincible practitioner in Donghu, knelt deeply in front of the chariot dragged by the wolves, and the snow did not pass over his head.

The wolves stopped, fearing restlessness.

Ding Ning got out of the car and bowed back to the old monk who bowed down in the snow.

The old monk just got up, his hair and eyebrows were covered with snow, he was inexplicably happy, looked at the miracle and looked at Ding Ning's quiet and peaceful face, and surprised with surprise: "I can't think you are still alive."

Ding Ning's expression did not change. Looking at him, he said quietly: "Life and death are difficult to define."

The old monk froze, and then sincerely said: "This is an area that the rest of the practitioners cannot reach."

Ding Ning said: "I have asked you."

The old monk said uncommonly: "Anything is required."

"You are indeed an extraordinary number." Ding Ning looked at him and smiled.He looked at the old monk's smile at this time, which also contained joy that ordinary people simply could not understand.

The old monk stood obediently like a younger generation and said, "I still want to ask the guru a question that has been confusing for a long time."

Ding Ning said: "You can ask."

The old monk said: "In Changling, you completely let go of the killing. No strong man in the world can be your sword. At that time, I was stronger than me. I don't know how many. You just looked at me from a distance, Out of my flaws, but why did I survive?"

"We just said that you are a different person."

Ding Ning looked at him and said earnestly, "All practitioners from all over the world gather in Changling, they are all afraid that one person is too strong, and they will be destroyed together. But you are different, but you are experiencing shackles in the realm of practice. If you don’t reach the realm, you will die without a glance at the first glance, and you have the heart to ask for death. This is pure spiritual practice. Seeing the high realm will let you see it, but why die here."

"I was originally a child of Donghu Yi's ordinary herdsman's family. I was adopted by the monks because I was too poor to support him. After being taught by the master, I learned the practice and felt the vitality of heaven and earth. This makes sense. The guru took me into the mountains, raised me to bring me to life and practiced, and you gave me life at Changling and made me see an unseen state. This kind of virtue is equivalent."

The old monk looked at Ding Ning, "So I served him with the teacher."

"I'm going here to go above the glaciers in the northwestern border of East Hu. I'm going there to pick up a sword and practice it as the sword of life." Ding Ning looked at the old monk and said, "Although I passed the pass of your practice, let you It is only the last half-step away from the eight realms, but the mystery between these half-steps is the most critical. It can’t be stated clearly, and you can only rely on your own experience. There are many mysteries in the eight realms and nine realms that even I can’t fully understand. When I go there with you to pick up the sword, I hope it is both you and me, and each has something to gain."