Inside the cave.

Baili lonely searched again, and when he saw that there was no leakage, he was not in the inner room.

Although Jing Qing was reluctant to leave here, he also knew that Baili Lonely's life was difficult to disobey, if he dared to say a no, he would definitely be killed here immediately.

Baili Lin looked at the person I left behind, pondered for a moment, walked forward, raised his hand, and the golden light flashed, dividing the Danyu by one-third, and then put the body on the futon, bowed, and retreated from here.

When he arrived outside, he took out a few array flags from the Qiankun bag, set up a ban again, and when it was arranged, he took Jing Qing back to the outermost cave.

Jing Qing has a lot of eyesight, took the initiative to step forward to clean up the ni feather on the couch, and knew where to find an incense burner, fiddling for a while, a moist and mellow fragrance came out of the cave, and did not wait for Baili Lone's orders, and took the initiative to stand by the door.

Baili sat down on the jade couch, glanced at him, and said in a deep voice: "When I am participating in the Fa, you are not allowed to move around, if you go out and be beheaded, I will not stand up for you." ”

Jing Qing hurriedly responded, in fact, he was naturally timid, he had not gone out for more than a thousand years, even if he didn't say anything about it, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Baili Lin stopped talking, meditated cross-legged, and then his mind sank inward, and he began his daily practice.

Jing Qing looked at the majestic power that was still in the dragon on the top of Baili Lone, his throat moved, he took a few steps back against the cave wall, shrank in the corner, opened his mouth and spit out, spit out a sleeve from his abdomen, he touched it for a while, grabbed out a handful of broken jade, poured it into his mouth, and then learned the appearance of Baili Lone, sat there and breathed and cultivated.

Although there are obstacles to the prohibition of the sacrificial sword, but in the practice of a hundred miles of silence all the time, he has already reached the top of the sword heart Tongming, and now he has to do more than daily uninterrupted polishing, so as to make all preparations for the sword heart Tongshen, he is single-minded, but also hooks up the Dao meridian dantian, and boils the sword yuan mana, although there is no inch of progress, but there is no slackness, he knows that this is because the realm has not been improved, but every effort now is to pave the way for the future to soar into the sky.

Until there is no change in the slightest degree of practice, this time he wakes up from his meditation.

He pinched his fingers and calculated, with more than three months in the past, but it was more than two years since he made an appointment with the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and he was looking at the blood beast in the Qiankun bag that supplied the birds, which was enough to last for more than half a year, and no one bothered him.

Baili Lin took out the book of exercises from the Qiankun bag, spread it out and looked in front of him, only to see the first line of Taoism written "Origin Avenue Sutra" He was slightly stunned, it was really a big breath, he didn't believe that there would be any great exercises in this world, but as he watched it, he was surprised, without him! The profundity and wisdom of this exercise is not inferior to the Taoist scroll, which is deep and thorough in the earth, and the cultivation to the high and profound places can form a huge magnetic field, and the opponent in the opponent has no profound Taoism and strange treasures, it will be difficult to get out, and it is also isolated from the aura of heaven and earth, and it is difficult for monks of the same realm to match, and there is a feeling that this scripture is obviously not complete!

This exercise has given a hundred miles of silence a great touch and experience, the practice of silence only through the fundamental avenue of the five elements of yin and yang changes, can gradually understand what is the origin of silence, now he is just in contact with the skin of silence, this book just gave him the opportunity to go deeper into the origin of the earth.

There is no time for cultivation.

Baili Lonely retreated this time, engrossed, and did not feel the passage of time, until the consciousness set in his mind turned back, and then he woke up, and then he withdrew from the concentration, and counted his fingers, it was more than a year in the past, waved his hand and put away the Wanyuan scripture, and flicked his sleeves.

Baili Lin was in a good mood, waved his hand to put Jing Qing into the Qiankun bag, walked out of the hole, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he drove a gust of wind to the air, identified the way, and went in the direction of this Daming.

On this turning path, there is still time left, and Baili Lonely is also anxious, going to the place where the blood beast haunts, hunting and killing the blood beast of the Sage Realm, and giving it to the finch as self-food, hoping that he can wake up as soon as possible.

Half a year later...

In a small temple in the countryside, a few fierce officials came out, and they were hooking a few people in tattered clothes with chains, and dragging them stumbling forward.

The middle-aged man in the lead was wearing a black official uniform, holding his hands behind his back, looking forward to it, and the pedestrians avoided both sides.

Casually looking at the onlookers, the middle-aged man said coldly: "Fellow villagers, the court has laws above you, and you are not allowed to worship other gods, but you have been confused by these demons this time, and you have already committed a serious crime in vain trying to benefit from the demon law!"

Some people remembered that there was once a county town, which was directly slaughtered by the imperial court because of the private cultivation of demon law, which thought of the fate of themselves and others, and their legs were weak, and they all knelt down involuntarily.

Seeing the villagers' reaction, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and softened his tone: "But if you can take the initiative to inform the yamen this time, it can be regarded as a merit and demerit, and you will do it yourself." ”

After a pause, he pointed to those embarrassed men and said: "Look at it, if the demon law is as powerful as they preach, why can't you go Sanhe under the head catcher, those demon methods hit the head catcher like they are tickling the head catcher!"

Hearing this, the villagers suddenly realized, and said that something was wrong, it turned out that this was the case, those masters, no, demons, put a fireball into the sky, frozen an ice cube, it looks very wonderful, but now they are being beaten down by the head of the people, those immortal methods, uh, demon methods, evil methods! It seems that they are all pretending to be gods and ghosts, and they are not very powerful!

Ren Catcher accentuated his tone: "And this head catcher is just practicing blood cultivation, the head catcher in the land of a mansion, there are also bone forging masters on it, the state yamen head catcher, the provincial yamen head catcher, and the head catcher of the six doors of the Beijing Division, compared with them, the strength of this head catcher is like the ants on the ground compared with the great words in the sky, you think about it, no matter how strong these demon laws and evil laws are, can they beat them?"

The villagers were shocked, the incomparably powerful Ren Zhutou who showed just now can only be regarded as a nobody in the entire imperial court, and there are many characters whose strength is a hundred times and a thousand times better than him, although they are still clear about the bloodline cultivation level, but it is only on paper, in the countryside, how can it be so easy to see a master.

In the end, Ren Zhutou said earnestly: "So folks, cultivating the bloodline exercise method is the way to heaven, and you must not be confused by the evil law and the demon law, as long as there is a blood training soldier, it is worry-free." “

The villagers nodded their heads again and again, remembering the past when they were deceived by those few people, and they picked up stones and rotten vegetable leaves and threw them at the monks.

...... Behind the excited villagers, there was a tall and short figure with a hat, dressed in ordinary kudzu linen, quietly lowered his head and did not look at the scene in front of him.

When the people were taken away by Ren and the villagers dispersed, the two men mixed together and returned to a thatched hut at the head of the village that had been abandoned for a long time, which could neither shelter from the wind nor the rain.

The two took the hats, but they were old and young, the old one was seventy or eighty years old, and the younger one was only seven or eight years old, and their hair was very messy.

The old one, with two long white eyebrows and a face full of wrinkles, frowned tightly at this time, and sighed: "Hey, I can't imagine that this kind of small country place, and there is no place for my witch sect to stand, I finally climbed the mountain and waded over, and those fellow Taoists have been arrested by the government." Do you really want to go to the treacherous places controlled by the blood beasts, where people are raised for food!"

"Master, do you want to save those people?" Although the young man was young, he followed the master on a long journey, and his face faded a lot of childishness.

The old man laughed self-deprecatingly: "Since the golden body of the witch lamp was shattered, the teacher is now a wasted person, how can he have the ability to save them." Xiaoyuan, if you practice hard and open the six sacrifices of witchcraft one by one, you will have the strength to save people when you encounter this kind of thing in the future. ”

Xiao Yuan nodded, but he was a little restless, moving around.