The sharp knife qi of the idiot directly invaded Lin Li's body along the little guy's wrist, as if he unscrupulously lowered the sea of qi between his chest and abdomen, and after some inspection, he didn't find that this was too lifeless, and the idiot continued to sense, the longer the time, the deeper the frown of the idiot's brows. In the end, the idiot turned his head to look at the old monk and said, "Old Dao, you didn't deceive me?

"Of course, I really feel it, and I can't be wrong. The incomprehensible expression of the idiot made the old monk very incomprehensible, shouldn't it, the idiot can't sense it?

"Heh, you can use his left hand yourself, it doesn't make sense. The idiot stopped talking, grabbed the three fingers of Lin's right wrist, continued to press deeply, and then probed carefully.

When the old monk on the side heard this, he walked over, picked up Lin Li's other wrist, crossed a trace of Buddha Gang Qi, and followed Lin Li's left hand all the way down.

The two of them sensed the situation in Lin Li's body in detail, and at this time, Lin Li, with the sharp knife qi of the idiot entering his body, Tai Sheng, who was wandering freely in his body before, suddenly rushed into Lin Li's brain, and with a "boom", a picture of the past actually appeared in Lin Li's mind. At this time, Lin Li was not only unable to move, but also unable to speak.

In the picture reflected by Lin Li, the flying stars are falling, the thunder is raging, and the frenzy is sweeping, and this scene seems to be in the sea of thunder.

In the picture of Lin Li, a timeless and graceful lady is strolling along the beach of Xinghe with a seven or eight-year-old child with a bun.

"Yes, you have learned the mantra of life, don't tell it to others, remember it yourself. Although you can't draw qi into the body and enter the path of cultivation, there are thousands of people in the world, and it is not only the cultivators who can stand in this world. Snakes have snake paths, and rats have rat paths. As long as you do your best, you can remain unchanged in this world. The graceful woman said in a clear voice.

"Mother, what else can I do if I can't practice?" Thinking about the various secret methods and exercises before, under the cultivation spells, I just couldn't draw qi into the body and pull the qi machine. And under all kinds of torture, seven or eight-year-old Lin Li, not only suffered physically, but also suffered all kinds of abuse in his mind.

"Not being able to practice is not a big deal. It's over, you've read all kinds of cheats and classics before, think about it, my Tianyan Realm Sanlu Seven Clans, not just stand in this world for the cultivation of the human race, to your Moon Barbarian uncle, he has not been like the human race to lead the heaven and earth aura into the body to practice, according to the awakening method of my Moon Desolation clan, your barbarian uncle tempers the body, uses the body as the oven, and uses force as the law. The same can stand in the world. There are also the spirit laws of the spirit race, the corpse blood, the evil blood, the beast core method, and the human race's Dan method, formation method, and rune method, which are not to attract the aura of heaven and earth into the body to practice. ”

"Then mother, what should I learn?" the immature young man looked at the woman very confused.

"Well, this is not in a hurry, it's still small, anything is possible, or try the awakening method of the Moon Famine first, if not, then look at the others, after all, people can't be forced to death by having no way out. ”

"Yes, mother. ”

"That's it, now you are in your mother's cicada dream secret realm, you remember your mother's words, in Xinghe Crossing, you can rely on your brother Lin Zhi, but don't remember to trust your brother. ”

The re-screened picture slowly dissipates from all kinds of scenes. And Lin, who couldn't move and couldn't speak, also regained his intuition as the picture disappeared. At this time, the Dao and the idiot were still inducting, and in Lin Li's body, a trace of sharp knife qi and a trace of pure Buddha qi crossed in Lin Li's body. Almost a stick of incense failed to detect the Taisheng breath that he had sensed before.

"Idiot, do you sense it?" The Bodhi bracelet that was constantly rubbing in his left hand, and his right hand sensed the situation in Lin Li's body, and he looked towards the idiot on the opposite side.

"No, how did you sense it before? It's really strange, I haven't seen this kind of situation in my Xuanqing Sect for decades. ”

"Yes, when I was in the Silent Mountain, I seemed to have vaguely read the classics of similar situations, but unfortunately it was so long ago that I can't forget it now. ”

"Well, continue to perceive it and see if there is any change, this situation is still really weird. ”

The two of them continued to perceive, and when Lin Liao woke up, the Tai Sheng's breath in his mind fell back into the sea of qi between Lin Liao's chest and abdomen, and as soon as Fang entered the sea of qi, he was carefully perceiving the infatuation and incomprehension, and immediately found the traces of the wisp of qi, and they all dragged their sword qi and Buddha Gang towards their chest and abdomen.

"Poof..."Lin, who had just woken up from the re-screen, had not yet noticed anything was going on, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. And the old monk who had just discovered the wisp of qi in his body and the infatuated sword qi were actually pulled by the wisp of qi in the opposite direction, so that the sword qi that was originally difficult to encounter together met and collided with the breath of Buddha Gang, and there was a picture of Lin Liao vomiting blood just now.

"You're alright, Lin. The little monk Kongye, who was watching from the sidelines, saw this scene and ran over and looked at Lin with concern.

"I... It's okay..."These three words just came out, and Lin fainted.

"It's very weird, there is still such a situation, I have been in Sumeru Academy for twenty years, and Xuan Qingshan has not encountered it for decades. Interesting, it can hold the sword qi of the half-emperor, what do you say it will be with the wisp of qi of your quasi-emperor Buddha Gang?"

"Yes, it's really rare, this kind of scenario, all the way, I think about it carefully, and I haven't come up with a solution. The old monk couldn't help but continue to grab Lin Li's wrist with one hand, and once again sensed the situation in Lin Li's body.

"The qi machine that can pull you and me sword qi Buddha Gang is not an ordinary existence, if you want to solve this situation, you can start from other aspects. The qi machine is too strong, you can enhance the power of the soul, try to pull it with the power of the soul, the two of us can't sense it at first, it should be that this qi machine is too strong, when we start to cross the qi into the body induction, this wisp of qi is dormant, and later encountered, it was pulled in reverse, although it is impossible to perceive what kind of situation this is, but it is generally clear that this qi machine and this kid's soul power does not match, the soul power is too weak and naturally cannot pull this wisp of qi into the body according to the practice method, into the realm of cultivation. ”

"This reminds me, do you have this kind of method in Xuanqing Sect that can take the little guy Lin into the country to practice?" said the old monk who was meticulous again.

"There is no shortage of methods to enhance soul power, no matter which sect or sect, it just depends on the preciousness of the grade. I have a lot of Xuanqing collections, and there are many such methods, but whether they are suitable for him or not, I am not sure, after all, this kind of situation is rare. Thinking carefully, he spoke slowly.

"Can that little guy enter your Xuanqing cultivation, I think he still has a trace of fate with you Xuanqing. ”

"What's the matter, if you don't bring him to chant the scriptures with the green lantern, you want to push it to me, the butcher with a bloody knife?" looked at the old monk without knowing how to behave.

"Alas, there is no way, this kid is an old man who steals the door, but I see it with his eyes, he has no fate with the thief, and he has no fate with my Heavenly Burial Temple, but I can see a trace of Xuanqing's feelings, so I brought him here. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to look for you. ”

"Hey, you old way, but you are ruthless, we haven't seen each other for decades, and you are embarrassed to say that. It's also easy for this kid to enter my Xuanqing, and in another month, my Xuanqing's disciple selection conference will be opened, and when the time comes, Jinchen, Sunset, the Chosen Young Men under the age of fifteen from the Three Kingdoms of Burning Flame and other kingdoms will gather here, and you can take him to participate when the time comes. Stroking his beard, he continued.

"Well, it seems that I want to disturb your Xuanqing Sect for a while. "Hearing the words of the idiot, thinking that the old monk who has nothing to do recently, he can just take the little monk Kongye to see the situation of this Xuanqing Gate.

"You old way is not outside, so let it be. Looking at the old monk's scoundrel appearance, he said helplessly.

"Well, let's put it that way. As soon as he sensed it, it seemed that the qi that he had not detected before was now wandering between the chest and abdomen of this little guy, absorbing the overflowing aura that had just been dispersed after the encounter between you and my sword qi Buddha Gang, which was more and more common. ”

"Heh, what's this, every time before the catastrophe, there will always be some strange things. It's not strange, if this kid can't enhance his soul power and pull this qi machine to practice, after all, he is still a waste, in the current world, as long as he steps into the cultivation realm and ascends to a certain realm, he is not a fish to be slaughtered. "Idiocy said indifferently, the catastrophe is coming, the heavens are scattered, and all kinds of situations can happen, like Lin Li, it's not too difficult to understand, it's just rare.

"Fish and meat, not as good as cultivation, are just mayflies in the end, they die day and night, and they are just the norm of mortal dust, and when they enter the cultivation, they are not at a certain level, they are just shrimps, and they can't talk about the so-called fish and meat. What can be called fish and meat, that is, the existence of the Monarch Realm Holy Realm, like the half-emperor and quasi-emperor I am waiting for, is just fish and meat with slightly harder bones, and in front of the sword of the Heavenly Dao, there is still no resistance. Following the words of the idiot, the old monk couldn't help mentioning the unfairness of the Heavenly Dao again, as if he was consciously or unintentionally, always thinking of mentioning the injustice of the Heavenly Dao or two.

"Don't talk about this, whether the way of heaven is fair or not, what does it have to do with me, the butcher, that is, your heavenly burial temple, is carrying the burden that is difficult for people in this world to bear. As for the old man, I am my own way, go by myself, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, heaven blocks and kills the sky, anyway, I am alone, what I have is just this skin, what I have is just this road that goes straight forward, and what I have is only a blood knife that accompanies me for half my life. "Ignoring the so-called fair or wrong Heavenly Dao, he is obsessed with his own Dao, that is, he has been walking forward, and now he is the Half Emperor, and then the Quasi-Emperor, the Semi-Consummate Quasi-Emperor... Kill one person as a thief, kill a thousand people as a hero, kill ten thousand people as a king, like him, who dyes all the bloody knives in red, there are more than a few souls under the knife, and the road ahead, there is still a long, very long, and there are many, many souls under the knife...

"Foolishness, there is no way back for you and mine, once you retreat, the heart of the Tao will collapse, the heart of the Buddha will collapse, and everything will be ethereal. So I just kept moving forward and couldn't turn back. In the end, if we can reach the end, we will still have the same goal, after all, the biggest obstacle to this cultivation path is this heavenly path. The words murmured, but what was said was from the heart.

"Old Dao, I can't see you so far, since I picked up the blood knife for Qianqian decades ago, I haven't put it down. The so-called putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot is useless to me. After entering this road and entering this mountain, all I can do is to uphold the Taoist oath I made at the beginning, go all the way forward, avenge Qianqian, and be on the right path for myself. ”

"Alas, I waited for three people, but in the end it became such a situation, not long ago I heard the thief brother say, Senior Brother Mo was tired by the sect, and now he is still only a saint realm cultivator, think about the beginning, he is the most powerful existence among the three masters of Daoyan, or the first person in the Daoyan Monarch Realm at that time, now look, the years have passed, Guanghua has gone against the journey, he has been consumed by the sect, and even his so-called Dao luck has been lost in these decades, if you and I have so much hope of competing for the heavenly machine after the catastrophe, then he can only become a sacrificial ant. ”

"Everyone has their own choice, Senior Brother Mo, he has a clear conscience, think about his theft, the Emperor Realm Sect a century ago, what about it now? There is no obvious emotion between the words, maybe in the past few decades, he has been accustomed to seeing all kinds of impermanence in the world, for Senior Brother Mo's choice, he can't make too many verbal criticisms, but he still admires him in his heart, if other people can live well in this world, how can they care about the life and death of other people, let alone a declining sect.

"Alas, yes, this time in the Divine Burial Mountain, there are some circumstances, which can make Senior Brother Mo breathe a little easier and better in the past few years. I also hope that his heart is not scattered, his mind is not declining, and he can still be as sharp as he was at the beginning. After all, at my age, if you want to have the strength to fight for heaven in the tribulation calendar, the half-emperor is the initial threshold, if you can't enter the half-emperor, even if you enter the emperor-level competition, it is just the first to be abandoned. ”

The world is impermanent, the way of heaven is ruthless, once the catastrophe opens, in the face of the competition for the heavenly machine, whether it is cultivation, talent, longevity, there are certain requirements, like the old monk, idiot, Mo Qianchou This kind of Tianjiao decades ago, they enter the heavenly machine to compete, the lowest threshold is half emperor, less than half emperor, and entering the competition is just cannon fodder. And to the little monk and Lin like them, if they are not into the king realm and the monarch realm, there is still little hope.

"Yes, Senior Brother Mo still has hope, isn't there still ten years? In these ten years, if there is no sect to drag him down, he will definitely be able to do it, you also know how diligent Senior Brother Mo was at the beginning, he is not shallow, he is still hardworking, there is no reason. "Thinking of the past, when the three of them traveled, the two of them had seen Senior Brother Mo's cultivation talent and diligence with their own eyes, and they were deeply impressed, and it was hard to believe that ten years later, in the Heavenly Machine War, there would be no first person in the Monarch Realm who was the original Daoyan Sanjie.

"I hope that when this little guy enters your Xuanqing Gate, I will go west, see Senior Brother Mo, and ask him how he is doing. It's been decades, some knots, some knots, after all, I still have to untie and face, just like meeting you, I also have a heart, after all, it's not easy to get out of the demon, and then face the people in the past, the past things, I'm afraid that I will forget the pain of the demons, and then fall into the sinking of memories. ”

"Hehe, do you still think like this? You are also a monk of the Heavenly Burial Temple, the top existence of the quasi-emperor, and you are still afraid of this?" full of incomprehensible idiots, looking at the old monk with kind eyebrows on the other side, it was difficult to understand.

"Have you ever faced the demons in your heart, when you are not a human being, a ghost or a ghost, you will know the despair of not seeing hope and finding no way out. And when you finally work hard to get out of this demon, whether you look back or mention it, you will be terrified. Once you remember it, you will experience the pain of the beginning. The reason why I have been painting temples for decades is just that I am not ready to face the past. ”

"It's no wonder that when Senior Brother Mo and I mentioned you, neither of us found anything, and thought that you were silent in the Silent Mountain, but I never thought that you would actually enter the Heavenly Burial Temple and become the existence of the quasi-emperor. ”

Yesterday, when he suddenly received a letter from the old monk's star soul in the Xuanqing Gate, he was very surprised that he had not received any news from the old monk after staying in the Xuanqing Gate for decades. Best friends when I was young, unforgettable experiences, unforgettable pasts, all of which were tumbling in my mind after seeing the Star Soul Message last night, and I experienced feelings of relief, happiness, and pain in one night. Seeing him here today, I wanted to say something at first, but in the end I still didn't, forgive? This no longer exists, after all, decades have passed, nothing can offset the wear and tear of time, any feelings have been precipitated by the years to last for a long time, and it is a blessing to see him today. And recalling everything with Qianqian again, the joy can still be the same as when I was young a few decades ago, and the taste is quite sweet. can recall that when Qianqian fell beside him, the pain made the already numb idiot, and the heart was unbearable.

The past experience is dusty in the bottom of my heart, like a hurdle that cannot be overcome, and the obsession can come out at the beginning, all of this is just to ask for the knife in the hand, the blood in the eyes, the hatred in the heart, with the lives of the enemies, the bright red blood, to sew up and cover their broken hearts, those ten years, how many souls cast the blood knife in their hands, from the original magic weapon, directly promoted to today's spiritual weapon. Finally, when he gradually forgot that memory and began to walk towards the avenue he chose under his feet, the old monk who was now standing in front of him appeared. The past is like a healed scar, which has been uncovered again, the pain strikes again, and the blood is dripping again.

"Alas, after all, we have chosen our own path, when we first walked the world, you were high enough to fill the void courtyard, to transform sentient beings, and to achieve the Buddha's fruit as your own responsibility; I, the protector of the Dao and the guardian of the Dao, was expelled from the mountain gate, and after the demons entered the body, I wandered the world, and I couldn't count how many more sins I had killed and how many people I had ruined. This hateful way of heaven, we are just fish and meat, and we are teasing and teasing, which is really hateful. Thinking of his own situation of being a fool, the old monk who was originally peaceful was inevitably angry, hateful, angry, and annoyed by the heavenly way of all beings here.