"Old scoundrel, what is the immortal weapon that you said you would give me?" In the woods in front of the Scripture Pavilion, Xiaochen pestered the sick old man. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What's the hurry, will you fly?" The sick old man walked deep into the woods with his hands behind his back, while Xiaochen followed behind him with a flattering look.

After returning from the Azure Hall, although he didn't get any reward, but on the day of the gambling battle with the senior brother, how to say that he took three moves, although he was killed in one move in the end, for this matter, the sick old man was not good anymore, so he had to promise Xiaochen and give him a fairy weapon.

"I'm just curious." Xiaochen said that he was not in a hurry, but in his heart he only hoped that he would be able to see the first immortal weapon that belonged to him as soon as possible.

"Let's talk about it first, the immortal weapon is not as good as the magic weapon and the spiritual weapon, with your current true yuan plus spiritual power, it is not enough to open the immortal weapon, let alone exert its power." The sick old man said to Xiaochen earnestly.

"This ...... Does this mean that you can't use it in your hand? "The first time Xiaochen heard that the immortal weapon was about to be opened.

"Pretty much the same thing, but not all right." The sick old man deliberately sold Guanzi, and walked a long way without revealing half a word to Xiaochen.

"No matter, even if you can't turn it on, it won't be broken, right?" Xiaochen finally had to accept the facts.

"That's true, but as long as you dare to hold it in your hand, you will also be immediately drained of the True Yuan Spiritual Power." The sick old man continued to tell him what could be bad news for Xiaochen.

"So what am I going to do?" Xiaochen asked rhetorically.

"How do I know what you're coming for? Now many monks in the late stage of fetal development also use the best spiritual weapons, without the power of the primordial gods, they can't control the immortal weapons, this is the most basic common sense, otherwise why do you think the top three immortals after completing the trial will not be given to them until they have cultivated to reach the primordial gods. The sick old man looked at Xiaochen with an idiotic look, but there was no need to hide the darkness in it.

"Can you give me a new one? I don't want immortal weapons anymore. When Xiaochen heard this, his heart was half broken, what he couldn't use, no matter how powerful it was, it was better to change it to a top-grade spiritual weapon.

"I can't." The sick old man said no.

"After so many years of love, it's not useless, I'll help you add a seal to it, you can use part of the power, but even this part will most likely deplete your whole body's true yuan and spiritual power." The sick old man finally gave Xiaochen a glimmer of hope, although it was only a part of the power, but it was still much better than nothing.

"Here we are, here it is." The sick old man walked out of the woods and stood by a waterhole and said.

After Xiaochen followed the sick old man out of the woods, he saw a small hill in front of him, covered with green grass, and all kinds of small flowers, this is clearly the place where he and the reverse sky often came to see the stars in the past, and further on, there is a cliff cliff, there is a strange attraction under this cliff, ordinary monks, they can't even fly here, it is classified as a forbidden place in the back mountain, there are immortal weapons here?

As if to verify Xiaochen's guess, the sick old man stopped for a moment, then walked towards the cliff, and did not stop until the edge of the cliff.

"Down here, there's everything I had when I was alive." The sick old man stood on the edge of the cliff, but looked up at the sky and said.

"Don't scare me, old scoundrel, you just said that you were 'alive', right, and it was the dead who spoke?" After Xiaochen heard the words of the sick old man, he was excited, and he was sure that he had heard correctly.

"Little scoundrel, let me ask you, what do you think is a dead person?" The old man did not answer Xiaochen, but turned around and asked.

This can't be considered a problem at all, the vitality is cut off, and the soul enters reincarnation, so that even a monk can become a dead person, but Xiaochen naturally doesn't think that the sick old man is bored enough to ask him such a question.

"When someone very important to you dies, will you immediately forget about him?" Seeing Xiaochen frowning, the sick old man then asked.

"No, it won't." Xiaochen replied.

"Isn't he still alive in your heart?" The sick old man said.

"True death is not the decay of body and soul, but when everyone forgets you." The sick old man sighed, and he didn't care if Xiaochen understood it or not.

"Everyone forgot about me," Xiaochen muttered ...... repeat, trying to grasp something.

"That's dead indeed." The old man didn't speak again, and after a while, Xiaochen spoke first.

"So, that's all I had when I was alive." The sick old man pointed to the bottom of the cliff and said, "Below here is the magnetic aurora, the entire mountain stream is filled with this light, whether you are the steel outside the sky, or the 10,000-year-old black iron, under this light, it will be greatly affected, and even lose its power." ”

Magnetic aurora, Xiaochen has heard of it, this is a kind of natural light that will be formed in a very special place, born to carve flying swords and other magic weapons, I can't imagine that under this cliff, it is this kind of light, no wonder ordinary monks can't do it in the sky above this.

"On the way of cultivation, although the magic weapon and the elixir are indispensable, but after all, it is a foreign object, and the benefits that these foreign objects can bring to themselves are getting less and less, and the later it is, the less help that foreign objects can provide, only by relying on their own deep understanding of the avenue of heaven and earth, the world and the world, and their own way, can they have the opportunity to move forward all the way." In fact, the sick old man has been instilling in Xiaochen many times the cultivation method of the Heavenly Machine to the Great Dao, but Xiaochen can't understand it.

"I gave you the immortal weapon this time, just to give you a chance to save your life when you encounter force majeure factors, not to let you have a lot to rely on." The sick old man's words were very attentive, and Xiaochen could deeply understand it.

"Don't worry, old scoundrel, it's not about my life, I will never bully people." Xiaochen patted his chest and reassured.

"You can't go here, and when you can, you can take all your things." After the sick old man finished speaking, he jumped and jumped towards the bottomless abyss.

Xiaochen naturally made up for the suspicion that the sick old man said that he couldn't go down here, he had never had the habit of experimenting with his own life, so he looked like he was honestly staying on the edge of the cliff and waiting for the sick old man, thinking of what the sick old man said, as long as he could go down, everything was his own, Xiaochen was excited, you must know that most of them were all the magic weapons of the Great Dao monks, and I am afraid that I don't know how many light immortal weapons there are, and there are other pills, not to mention how much help it can bring to cultivation.

However, thinking about it, the sick old man said that cultivation should not be overly dependent on external objects, Xiaochen kept this in his heart, he has cultivated until now, almost no pills to improve his cultivation, to be able to have the current combat power in such a short period of time, it is not accidental, it can be regarded as a process of accumulation, and at this moment, the accumulated things are almost used, Xiaochen's realm after the realm, the combat power will increase, otherwise it will slow down, and even how he can practice without a fetal foundation is unknown.

Although Han told him that the fetal foundation is only the foundation of cultivation, and his body is a half-immortal body, so he naturally does not need to build the foundation, but in the future, how to change the cultivation of the Dao Fetal Yuan Shen, all these are the problems that Xiaochen will face soon, and these problems, even if they are supported by a panacea, they may not be able to be solved.

In the process of waiting for the sick old man to come up, he was also thinking about his future cultivation path, perhaps, this would be a cultivation path that he had never had before, he had no previous experience, and he didn't know how to cultivate in the realm.

The avenues of the world, thousands, one by one, the road that has been walked by others, the other person, even if he steps on it again, will inevitably not be able to become the Tao again, even if he can reach the height of the world's admiration, he will not be able to take the last step after all.