Zhang Fan's exercises are only evolved according to the Wuji Xuanqing Dao, although some of them are different, but they still can't get rid of the original exercises.

Ordinary practitioners don't try to change it on their own, they don't know what will happen to the changed exercises, and the changed exercises may make people go crazy or make it difficult to improve their cultivation. After all, without the means of reaching the heavens, how can you practice your own Dao Dharma.

Each sect will have its own inheritance, which belongs to the exercises created by a generation of strong people. And the top exercise of the Sword Pavilion is the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao. Therefore, Zhang Fan's previous actions were to change a top-notch exercise, and he also successfully operated, showing the cultivation of the psychic realm.

"Xiao Fan, as a teacher, I think you should practice the Purifying the Pulp Sutra, and don't think about the previous exercises anymore. Sword Soul gave an opinion.

"Master, what kind of cultivation method is this Purifying Pulp Sutra?" Zhang Fan looked up at his master and looked at his majestic face.

"The teacher doesn't want to hide it from you, the marrow washing scripture is a technique of scattering gong, and the pavilion master's meaning should be to let you scatter your cultivation and treasure your life first. Sword Soul's face was pale and weak, he knew what this meant for a cultivator, that is, early death.

"Master, after the dispersal exercises, can the forbidden art in my body disappear?"

"No, but it will lessen, at least not as helpless as it is now. ”

"Master, how long can I live?"

"If you do it, you can live for more than ten years. ”

"Isn't that what about?"

"Then it could be now! I don't want to interfere with your thoughts. ”

"Living wastes, dead cultivators. Zhang Fan shook his head and got up from the bed, "Heh... Heh...", he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Then I don't want to practice the Purifying Pulp Sutra. ”

The Sword Soul Elder closed his eyes, thought for a long time, and opened them.

"Got it, I'll give you the "Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao", don't think about your exercises anymore, it's too dangerous. ”

""Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao", thank you master. "Zhang Fan doesn't want to become a waste, and he doesn't want to die.

"Hehehe! Outsiders say that you respect your teacher, but in my opinion, you have never been obedient, and you have not heard of it since the big competition five years ago. Elder Sword Soul was full of helplessness.

He's old, and it won't be long before he's going to die. His hope now is that before he dies, Zhang Fan will be well.

......

"Senior Brother Zhang, I'm sorry, I'm really coming, but... But ......" Xiao Xuan looked apologetic.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

"Senior brother, I heard that you were injured, how are you doing now. Xiao Xuan looked worried.

"Senior Sister Xiao, let's go, don't come again, in fact, since I woke up, I won't be that Zhang Fan anymore, you don't have to come again. Zhang Fan smiled, naturally laughing.

Xiao Xuan was stunned, there is no need to come again, my soul has been sent out, you let me not have to come again.

Zhang Fan didn't feel good in his heart, he didn't deserve it, what did he drag others to do in vain, people liked the former Zhang Fan, not the current Zhang Fan. Now he has nothing, even his cultivation is almost gone, and he is not worth having, nor does he deserve it.

"I smiled at the sky with my horizontal knife, and went to save the liver and gallbladder two Kunlun. ”

This is the poem of the predecessors, and now that I think about it, it is indeed chic, I Zhang Fan will not die, I will live well.

Zhang Fan walked out of the door and walked towards the room where the master was retreating. I don't know why, he just wants to see the master and stay with the master now.

The two lines of tears were silently left, there was nothing, and there was no cultivation left. Even the medicine saint who treated him never came again.

His cultivation will not be able to recover, and even his life will be threatened.

"Master, I'm in!" When he arrived at the door, Zhang Fan spoke.

"Come in!"

The "squeak" door opened.

"Master, I practice the Purifying Sutra. Zhang Fan said calmly.

The sword soul on the bed raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled faintly on his face: "Yes, live well." ”

Zhang Fan stepped forward and sat next to the sword soul, and a copy appeared in front of him.

"The way of the world is like this, I was young back then, and the road to cultivation was so unfair. If you are strong, then you will get what others dream of, and if you are weak, you will fall to the bottom and it will be difficult to turn over. ”

What is the Tao, "The Tao is the Tao, the Tao is not the Tao." ”

In the world of cultivators, the strong will always be embraced. The weak, on the other hand, can only passively accept everything the world gives you.

There is no shortage of weak people in the world, and there is no way for the weak to survive in such a world.

......

The cultivation of the Pulp Cleansing Sutra began that night.

And the Sword Pavilion finally received the information from Kaiyang City, the undead and the demons and the strong people in the unknown land, as strong as Dugu Huang, also watched from afar, so the Sword Pavilion attached a notch to this matter.

On the Goddess Peak, Xiao Xuan received the Soul Sword from the disciple of the Heavenly Absolute Peak. Senior Brother Zhang said, thank you Senior Sister Xie Xiao for borrowing the sword. ”

"Borrowing a Sword ......"

That night, Xiao Xuan's cultivation went mad, but after being rescued by the goddess, she recovered.

"Master, why?"

"In the world of cultivators, there is no love, there is no ......" The goddess seemed to think of someone herself, and the tears in the corners of her eyes couldn't help but stay.

"Didn't you?" Xiao Xuanshi was already eclipsed at this time, and he didn't notice the goddess's gaffe.

The goddess immediately adjusted, and said, "If we are strong enough, that may be ......" She did not say the following words. How strong is it to be strong, what kind of person will be bound as long as he wants to live in this world with feelings. If a practitioner chooses this path, he must not have a weakness, because he will expose you to the threat of death.

When you embark on this path, there is no turning back.

"Master, I want to retreat and cultivate. Xiao Xuan adjusted himself and spoke.

"Xiao Xiao, you can't stop you from being a teacher in retreat, but you remember that your cultivation should be gradual. ”

"Master, if there is any news about Zhang Fan, you must tell me. Xiao Xuan looked at the goddess with a serious face, she was afraid that when she came out, Zhang Fan would already be dead.

"It's okay, don't worry, the pavilion master has been there, Zhang Fan won't be in trouble. The goddess reassured her.

......

The news of Kaiyang City came back, which made the attention of the entire Sword Pavilion change to Kaiyang again. The demons and the undead have been disasters since ancient times. There is no trace of what comes, and there is no trace of what goes.

Kaiyang had to send more disciples to Kaiyang City, and as a disciple, He Bairun took the lead and became one of these people. Moreover, the Sword Pavilion sent four elders, each of whom was a cultivator of the Divine Soul Realm, and the matter of the spiritual vein was very important after all.

The mighty procession of thousands of people began to set off, the four elders sat together, and He Bairun sat with a few senior brothers from the Xuan Soul Realm. In the Xuanying realm, as long as you are not an elder, you are still a senior brother, and there is no seniority. If not, wouldn't the five-hundred-year-old guy in the Sword Pavilion accept a disciple and become the ancestor of all people?

......

Zhang Fan spent all his body cultivation that night.

"I've really become a mortal. ”

"So, is my word still there?"

"How can I protect it?"

No, no, in fact I have guarded them, those who care about us. They are not affected, so from now on, I will not contact them, so that it will not affect others.

I'm lonely, you don't have to come again!

I have been defeated, defeated by the heavens.

I heard that the reason why he opened the forbidden technique was to save his life, so he thought, since he was so life-sparing in the past, then he can't die casually now. Death is not terrible, what is terrible is how to live.

"Fifth Senior Brother, I'm sorry I've caused you trouble. ”

"Fourth Senior Brother, I'm sorry, I know you're not that kind of person, because I've seen your eyes, and you're not that kind of person. ”

"Thank you, Second Senior Brother, but I don't want anything wrong with you. ”

"Elder He, thank you for taking care of me these days, they are all gone, you don't, it is you who make me feel warm. ”

"Master, my way is to guard, so I can't let those who have worried about me be harmed. ”

......

On the second night after He Bairun and his party hit the road.

"Master, I want to leave the Sword Pavilion. Zhang Fan looked at the old man who was meditating. It turns out that he is so old, he must have been a bastard before, and he always didn't listen to him, so he let the master be so vicissitudes.

"Leave, or not, you are not safe in this maelstrom. The Sword Soul didn't object, "Two months ago, I sent you to practice, and there's nothing wrong with continuing now." ”

"My old man is selling an old face and going out for a walk. The sword soul didn't say it, but thought so in his heart.

The sword soul threw a small piece of paper out and flew away through the crack in the door.

"Tomorrow, let the teacher give you a ride. ”

"Thank you, master. ”

An hour later, the Medicine Saint appeared and returned to the house.

How long has it been since I saw the Medicine Sage, it seems to be a long time, a long time, since the Medicine Sage found out that Zhang Fan was not saved, he has never appeared again, until now.

"Medicine Venerable, my Sword Soul, please do me a favor. "The Sword Soul has already put down his body, put down the body of the Ten Great Elders and beg him. The identity of the top ten elders is second only to the pavilion master, except for the sword soul, a strange old man who doesn't care about the world, the others are all existences above ten thousand people under one person. But the identity of the sword soul is not ordinary, and his relationship with the pavilion master is very peculiar, so no one will look for his bad luck.

"Elder Sword doesn't have to be polite. "He didn't dare to call himself a Venerable One.

"What, you agreed before I said so?" Elder Sword Soul asked.

"No, no. ”

"You don't even agree without listening?" said the sword soul, and he kept choking on the medicine saint.

"Elder Sword, please speak, if I can do it, I can't give up my mind. The medicine saint was also very helpless, and he didn't want to touch this mold.

"Give him a different face. ”

"What? Change your face?" Yao Sheng was taken aback, what was the matter with changing his face, didn't he say that the pavilion master had come forward.

"Why can't it work?" At this time, the sword soul said something unusual, never before, he never forced anyone.

"No, no, of course, I don't have any preparation right now, I'm going to find the materials to make it. ”

"No, the materials are ready. "A head appeared in the hand of the sword soul, it was a person of the same age as Zhang Fan, but his appearance was very ordinary, it was not as handsome as Zhang Fan.

"Master, you ......"

The Medicine Saint looked at the Sword Soul with a surprised expression and said, "Yes." ”