"What is immortal energy?" Mo Xian asked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I said, the so-called fairy is the human touch, the same fairy is popularity, a piece of artifact has been with people for a long time, the ears and eyes will naturally glow spirituality, and in the end it will be derived from the spirit of the machine, with an independent consciousness, but limited by its own master, even if the spirit is born, it is only an ordinary spirituality, not to mention the extraordinary, because the spirituality of a piece of artifact is actually the full embodiment of the master's spirit, what kind of mind the master has, what kind of pattern, what kind of spirit, this spirit is what it will become, This sword is very extraordinary, the old man looked at it at a glance, and saw the groundbreaking Hongmeng scene in a trance, and before he produced the instrument spirit, he had an invincible momentum, as if he was the honor of ten thousand swords! “

Hearing this, Mo Xian vaguely had a hint of enlightenment, this sword has gone through three lifetimes of reincarnation, carrying the sword intent of the three predecessors, especially the last one, is a real invincible peerless fierce man, it is estimated that this sword is greatly influenced by the man in blue, I don't know why the first three did not let this sword produce a machine spirit, is it that he can't control it after the tool spirit is generated?

In short, when I came to Mo Xian, it was a big advantage, saving the time for training, as long as the opportunity came, this sword was like a jade that was about to be opened, blooming with a stunning and dazzling Shenhua!

Mu Bai looked at Mo Xian's somewhat enlightened look, and suddenly smiled and said: "Fellow Daoists, remember, the taste of immortals is the taste of human feelings, if there is no warmth in your heart, less awe of everything, you only know how to kill, even if you become an immortal in the end, it is not an immortal, but a demon, this sword psychic has naturally become a magic sword that slaughters the common people, and it seems that Daoyou must enter the Dao of sentient immortals!" ”

Mo Xian nodded, not knowing whether to agree or disagree, and then walked towards the third pool, the first two pools were already extremely extraordinary, presumably this third pool was definitely not ordinary.

With this in mind, Mo Xian paced to the edge of the third pool, and looked into the pool, there was no vision like the first two, and at a glance it seemed to be clear water, so clear that you could see the mottled pool wall underwater.

Mo Xian shook his head, it shouldn't be! He tried to reach out a finger and tap the surface of the water.

Crash! The surface of the water rippled and spread out in circles, like an illusory painting, and the water waves rose and fell, gradually revealing a scene.

The starry sky of eternity, the lonely back, the lonely walking in the long river of time and space.

The picture slowly shifts, and it is a different scene.

The blood-red sky, the barren earth, full of blood-stained battle flags, the ground is full of blood, the bones are piled up into mountains, and there is also a person in the center of the picture, still with his back, half-squatting beside a woman, all of whom can't see the face clearly, revealing a sad meaning.

The screen shifts again to reveal a third scene.

The purgatory-like scene, the magma on the ground flowed, countless skeletons broke through the earth layer and crawled out, a majestic palace lay across the sky, a river of blood fell from the nine heavens, and a devil with sixteen pairs of wings slowly emerged in the void, followed by three, Mo Xian couldn't even describe their general shape in words, giving people a feeling of extreme horror, exuding a terrifying aura that devoured eternity, although it was just a picture, not in the same time and space as himself, Mo Xian still felt inexplicably his scalp tingling, This feeling has never been felt in the underworld, and in the end, a person appeared in the picture, and it was just a back, slowly raising his head to meet it.

Crash! The water ripples vibrate, the picture slowly disappears, and no new picture appears.

Mu Bai looked at Mo Xian's stunned expression, and couldn't help but wonder: "What did Daoist friend see?" ”

Mo Xian shook his head, this picture was too shocking, Mo Xian felt as if he had peeked into some secret, and he felt very uncomfortable, especially when the sixteen-winged demon finally turned his head and glanced at it, giving himself the feeling that he was glancing at himself, and his heart was very depressed.

After slowing down, Mo Xian got up and slowly stepped towards the ninth floor.

Obviously it was an empty void, and suddenly a burst of white light flashed, and Mo Xian's body disappeared when it came into contact with the white light, like a fish melting into the water.

Mu Bai and the others followed, but it was as if they had encountered an invisible barrier, unable to break through, Mu Bai tried several times to no avail, and finally said helplessly: "It seems that the last chance is his, only people with sword fetuses can enter."

Entering the ninth floor, Mo Xian was taken aback, the space on the ninth floor is extremely narrow, only one square meter, there is not even a place to stay, there is a futon on the ground, there is an old man sitting on it, the body is shriveled, the skin is sticky to the bones, you can clearly see the outline of the skull, Mo Xian thought he had seen a ghost at first sight, and his frightened heart fluttered, and when he came to his senses, Mo Xian gently stretched out his finger to probe the old man's snort, there was an extremely subtle air flow exhaled in and out, if you don't feel it really out of mind, this old man is still alive.

There were a few messy white hairs on his shriveled scalp, Mo Xian felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, and when he turned around, he found that the back road was sealed, and when he entered, it was a door, and now it is a stone wall.

"Hey! Old man, is it a human or a ghost, speak quickly! Mo Xian shouted, which was to cheer himself up.

It's silent! This small space fell into silence again, and Mo Xian suddenly thought that this sword mound had existed for 10,000 years, the lifespan of the Yuan Infant Stage was 1,000 years, the lifespan of the Transformation Period was 3,000 years, and the lifespan of the Refining Period was 8,000 years.

"Really dead?" Mo Xian was a little bolder, and gently poked the old man's forehead with his finger.

Like a gust of wind, the body that sat cross-legged fell backwards at once, smashing to the ground, and the futon pressed under the leg emitted a little hazy light, pouring into the old man's body like a starlight.

Mo Xian held his breath, watching the occurrence of the mutation, he could only pray that this was a blessing, otherwise this place, called the heavens should not be, the earth was not spiritual, and there was no one to collect the body when he died, when he thought of that scene, he died and slept here with this old man, Mo Xian couldn't help but feel a chill, shook his head, and drove out the distracting thoughts in his mind.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, and the strange thing was that the eyes were full of whites, only a black spot in the middle, Mo Xian just had doubts, that is, he looked at the black dot and turned into a mysterious symbol, as if it was a broken sword.

"Finally waiting for you, if it's a few decades later, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on!" The old man spoke slowly,

"Wait for me?" In this Yuantian Secret Realm, Mo Xian has experienced too many strange things, even radishes are the same as people, and it seems that it is not too much to meet an old man who has lived for more than 10,000 years.

"The sword in your hand, I have used it!" The old man said slowly.

"Have you used it?" Mo Xian couldn't hide the shock in his heart and exclaimed.

"I once slashed the sky with a sword, almost splitting the interface barrier between the fairy realm and the spirit realm!" The old man said.

Mo Xian broke out in a cold sweat, he knew who this old man was, it should be the man in blue, but he didn't expect that he was not dead!

"Why are you waiting for me here!" Mo Xian asked.

The old man didn't answer directly, and narrated: "I can't find an opponent in the spirit world, and then the fairy and demon war broke out, affecting the spirit world, this sword mound is actually buried not a sword faction, but the hope of the sword, the way of the sword was extremely brilliant 10,000 years ago, and then it was dim, and the practice of future generations is just a little skin, the real sword inheritance was extinguished before the ages, and the fire was retained here." “

"Why is it silent?" Mo Xian asked.

"For the slashing demons! A big demon who broke through from the demon world, has the strength of an immortal, no matter how strong the spiritual world is, it is only a mortal body, the real immortal has gone to the immortal world, no one can compete, but in the end I still beheaded him! ”

Mo Xian was surprised, this old man really deserved to be a lonely and lonely fierce man who sought defeat alone, and he could actually kill immortals against the sky!

The old man guessed through Mo Xian's thoughts, and said directly: "There are ants under the immortal road, although I am strong, but I am only the peak of humanity, and there is an unbridgeable gap between the immortal road, I can kill him, it is by relying on the power of the entire sword path, there are many people who practiced the common life sword path thousands of years ago, because there are rumors that the ruthless immortal path is a pit, those who cultivate the ruthless immortal path to break into the immortal realm have encountered a treacherous change, most of them died, and the sentient immortal path is the only way out, so relying on the strength of the monks who practice the affectionate immortal path in the entire spiritual world, the first sword intent was cut, kill the demon! “

Mo Xian took out the "First Sword Intent" and asked, "Is it this?" ”

The old man smiled and said: "I relied on the power of the entire spirit world to hit the first sword intent, this is the immortal dao exercise, only by breaking the robbery into an immortal can it be played coherently, extremely chicken ribs, although tempting, but useless, it is better to press the corner of the box and play its usefulness!" “

As soon as the words fell, the symbols in the old man's eyes suddenly flickered, and then the breath of the whole person suddenly weakened.

"My time is running out, I have been waiting for you for 10,000 years, just to pass on a message to you: the sentient immortal path is the only way out."

"Why am I the person you're waiting for?" Mo Xian was a little puzzled.

"Because you are the only ......" The old man didn't finish his words, his eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground, completely cut off his breath, and the whole person turned into a wisp of dust, dyeing the futon into bone gray.