"Immeasurable sword!" The old Taoist luck Zangfeng, a sword flew out, like a flying rainbow, and directly took the monk's head.

Rao is an afterimage of the past hundred years, but the amazing momentum still makes Bai Ze feel murderous!

"Great Mercy Palm. The old monk slapped out with a palm, and the palm of his hand was shining with golden light, like a golden cast, permeating the vast Buddha spirit!

Vaguely, Bai Ze actually heard the Buddha horn outside the sky.

That palm washed away the lead. That sword is natural.

"Boom !——"

The master has made a move, only in an instant.

As soon as the two fought, the monk took three steps back, and the Tibetan sword flew out and was nailed into the stone wall.

Rubble splattered, and the cave crumbled. If they hadn't known that this was an afterimage, Bai Ze and the others would have been so frightened that they would have been running away.

"Jian Jiu, Canghai smiled!" "The old Dao sword was shaken away, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward, swinging his sleeves, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi rolled wildly like the waves, and he swarmed out!

"Canghai smiled?!" Ouyang Mu suddenly shouted, as if he remembered some secret of the rivers and lakes.

Bai Ze only felt suffocated.

The sword qi in that sleeve, at a glance, was even more terrifying than Xie Xuan's sword in the willow flick that day! If it was the same Songgang, I am afraid that this old way would raze the hill to the ground, not to mention, and leave a big pit on the ground!

"Amitabha!" The old monk was calm, his hands were folded, and his body was full of Buddha's energy, and a thick golden bell suddenly appeared in the cave and wrapped him.

"The secret technique of Buddhism, the golden bell jar!" Bai Ze's eyes lit up.

"Bell !——"

The incomparable bell rang at the moment when the sword qi of the sea collided with the golden bell, and the sound was far away, and the bull ghost roared, like a thunderbolt roaring in the ears!

"Poof!" Bai Ze spurted out a mouthful of blood, his soul trembled, and he fell down on the spot, only to feel as if a huge stone was crushing his spirit.

Ouyang Mu was even more straightforward, his eyes were closed, his face was like gold paper, and he passed out directly.

The cave shook, the earth shook and the mountains shook!

"Xuanyu Palm!" The old man changed his move, his right hand was as black as ink, and he slapped it with a volley, directly slapping the old monk Jin Zhong apart.

"Vajra Bodhi!" the old monk shouted, his body was full of golden light, a string of Buddhist beads in his palm, pinched the lion seal of the Buddha Gate, and faced it head-on.

"Boom !——"

Bai Ze couldn't hold it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and he passed out directly.

It's just an afterimage, a remnant of the move, and that's the case, if you really watch the battle, wouldn't it be immediately shattered?

During the time when the soul was silent, Bai Ze heard a tired sigh in a trance, as if he had traveled through a long time and experienced vicissitudes.

"The mountains are high and the people are the peaks," the man sighed, "which is the top of the Buddha's path?"

......

When he woke up, Bai Ze only felt a splitting headache. He climbed up, and the remnants of the two men in the cave were gone. The torches burn silently, and the place is full of light, as if nothing had ever happened before.

"The mountain is high and the people are the peak, and the Buddha is the top?" Bai Ze was silent for a long time when he saw the Buddhist gate left by the old monk on the stone wall a hundred years ago.

Then he silently pulled out the Tibetan front, walked the dragon and snake, and carved his answer on the stone wall as hard as iron.

"The path of immortals has no beginning and no end,

Only a sword asks the sky.

The tiger is in the wind like a dragon,

Where does orthodoxy come from, what is the peak?"

On the road of cultivation, asking immortals is the top. But the immortal road is ethereal, who can tell where to start and where to end?

All I have is a sword.

If you ask the sky with this sword, what is the pinnacle of this stormy land of Kyushu? Is it Buddhism, Taoism, or Confucianism?

"What is this poem called?" I don't know when, Ouyang Mu also woke up and asked Bai Ze.

"Let's call it "To the Old Monk". Bai Ze said.

"The immortal road has no beginning and no end, only a sword asks the sky. Ouyang Mu said, "You're right, on the road to the top, we have nothing but a sword." ”

"This broken sword is here, presumably the old monk won. Bai Ze said, looking at Zang Feng in his hand, "But in the end, he didn't know what the top of the Buddha path was." You say, is this his respect and remembrance of that person, or does he really not know?"

"How do I know this?" Ouyang Mu spread his hands, his face sallow, "But I remembered a secret story about the rivers and lakes." ”

"What?" Bai Ze asked.

"Half-step Sword Immortal King's Huan. Ouyang Mu said, looking at the broken sword in Bai Ze's hand, "In his battle of fame, he defeated the old sword immortal Li Muzhi who has become a legend in Kyushu today. His stunt is Jian Jiu, Canghai smiled. ”

"It was precisely because he lost to the old sword immortal in one move a hundred years ago that he won the title of a half-step sword immortal. Ouyang Mu sighed, "It's a pity that after he defeated the old sword immortal, there was no trace of him in the land of Kyushu." Unexpectedly, he fought with the old monk here and died and was martyred. ”

"Wang Zhilian?" Bai Ze had never heard of this half-step sword immortal.

However, Sword Immortal Li Muzhi, his reputation is like thunder. Frankly speaking, today's Xie Xuan can't be compared, because his "one finger breaks the heavens" and he broke his immortal path with his own hands.

"That was a hundred years ago, and it's natural that you don't know. Ouyang Mu said, "If it weren't for my master telling me about these past events, I wouldn't know these secrets of the rivers and lakes." ”

Ouyang Mu pointed to the Tibetan Feng in Bai Ze's hand and said, "This Tibetan Feng sword is Wang Zhilian's personal sword. It is said that he fought with the Sword Immortal in the decisive battle that year, and was broken by Li Muzhi's two fingers. ”

"Sword Immortal is so terrifying?" Bai Ze was surprised.

"It's even scarier than you think. Ouyang Mu said.

"But then we may have to wait a few days before we leave. Bai Ze went to see the remnants of Buddhism and Taoism on the stone wall, most of them were destroyed, and they were still complete, only the Vajra Bodhi and the golden bell jar of the nameless old monk, as well as the Xuanyu palm and the mountain moving seal of the half-step Sword Immortal King.

The practice of Vajra Bodhi requires the Dharma Weapon Bodhi Zi, which is also a third-class Xuanhuang spiritual weapon of Heaven and Earth in any case, which is too far out of reach for Bai Ze and Ouyang now.

Moreover, the secret method of Buddhism also needs the cooperation of the Buddha's mantra to be displayed. Both of them are Taoist cultivators, and these two peerless studies are unattainable delicacies for them.

"If I can comprehend this Dao Sect on the wall, let alone a few days, even ten days, I am willing!" Ouyang Mu said.

So in response to Ouyang Mu's crow's mouth, the two of them really stayed in this nameless valley for more than ten days.

The two dug up all the spirit stones that could be dug up, and after dividing them equally, their daily homework turned into two relatively complete Dao Sect Masters left by the half-step sword immortal on the stone wall, the Xuanyu Palm and the Mountain Seal.

The power of the Xuanyu palm, Bai Ze has seen it with his own eyes. The golden bell jar of Buddhism, which can complete the sword nine of the resistance to the king, and the golden bell jar of Buddhism with a smile in the sea was smashed by the palm of Xuanyu, which shows that it is not trivial.

As for moving the mountain seal, it is somewhat similar to Xie Xuan's luck mountains and rivers. It's just that the luck of mountains and rivers is the power of the spiritual veins of heaven and earth, close to the end of the world, the end of the world, or the power of mountains and rivers to kill demons and demons.

And moving the mountain seal is not the power of the spiritual vein, but really moving the mountain directly to convince people.

Xie Xuan's supreme body is ten times more enlightened, and he can never forget the world's peerless learning, and draw inferences from one example. And Bai Ze's congenital Dao fetus, his comprehension of Dao art is not bad, but in just three days, he has completely comprehended those two peerless skills.

However, like the mountains and rivers of luck, Bai Ze's cultivation is too low now, and he can't use it flexibly. It's the Xuanyu palm, Bai Ze has been enlightened for many days, and he has a lot of experience.

"I said Xiaobai, you're too fucking fierce, aren't you?" Ouyang Mu complained for the thirty-eighth time, "I haven't understood the Xuanyu Palm yet, and you can almost use it?!"

"Talent is like this, what can I do about it?" Bai Ze rolled his eyes, he also told Ouyang his experience, but that kid was stupid, no wonder Xie Xuan said that he broke through the transcendent and entered the supreme far away.

Ouyang Mu: "......"

Bai Ze had nothing to do, and after thinking about it again and again, he decided to use the spirit stone to break through the fourth heaven of the bitter sea.

He had to train in this Dushan for a long time, but at the beginning, he met a cow ghost and almost died. If you want to go to the Tibetan Spirit Mountain to win the heart of the Xuan Snake, I don't know how many dangers you will encounter. If he doesn't improve his strength, he may really die in this vast mountain.

He knew that piling up the sea of bitterness with spirit stones would cause the true qi in his body to be impure. Although there are drawbacks, he still wants to give it a try, after all, he is in Dushan, many things are unpredictable, and his strength is always better than dying here, isn't it?

So on the fifth day, Bai Ze found a place and began to absorb the abundant spiritual energy in the spirit stone.

Xie Xuan said that after mastering the "Pure Yang True Sutra", he can skip meditation and directly refine the aura of heaven and earth with the method of breathing. You must know that taking a sip is at least ten times more than ten times the true qi obtained from meditation.

If you reach the realm of "whale swallowing", that breath of spiritual energy to refine the true qi is thousands of times more than meditation, and it is easy to achieve.

But Bai Ze was in a hurry to break the four heavens, and he couldn't wait for that time.

Entering the state of cultivation, Bai Ze looked inward, and the sea of dantian qi in his body slowly moved in the form of a large whirlpool. The pure yang true qi is already bigger than the mountain behind Liuzhuang. It can break the four heavens, and it needs true qi to converge into a lake.

The kind of lake that is hard to see at a glance.

But Bai Ze still overestimated the role of the spirit stone, and it wasn't until the sixth spirit stone collapsed in Bai Ze's hand, and the four layers of the bitter sea were still a little short, and he came out of the cultivation state with a wry smile.

"I can understand why no one in the historical records used spirit stones to pile up the Nine Heavens of the Sea of Bitterness. Bai Ze shook his head, "Not only is there a limit to the transformation of spiritual energy into true qi, but there is also a limit to the spiritual energy entering the body!"

It's like a person's stomach is so big that when it's full, you can't drink it anymore. The aura enters the body, and its passage is only that big. In other words, just like a small bamboo tube in a large bamboo tube, the aura that passes through the small bamboo tube will become true qi, and the aura that passes through the big bamboo tube is still the aura, and it becomes an impure part and enters the sea of qi.

But the spiritual energy of the spirit stone surged over, and most of it would pass through the place outside the big bamboo tube, and after passing there, it would directly overflow between heaven and earth.

Pile up the sea of bitterness like this, I'm afraid that there won't be enough of a few spirit stone veins! I'm afraid that only brain-dead families or sects will allow future generations to use spirit stones to pile up the sea of bitterness.

After all, spirit stones are more useful, and there are also sects to establish sects, cultivate elixirs, and even refine spiritual weapons.

The spiritual weapon is divided into heaven and earth, and the elixir has a spiritual treasure and holy spirit. Both of these things are indispensable for spirit stones. The former burns spirit stones and can only be forged with the fire of spirit stones, while the latter is not a place where spirit stones gather and cannot grow.

"Six hundred taels of gold!" Bai Ze let out a wail.