Xiao Jiansheng's choice to close his eyes when the black spear was killing was purely out of feeling, a kind of self-instinctive protection that he couldn't explain, before, from which wonderful realm he could see the flow of all things, but one of them, the most important point, was that he gained peace in that state.

This is like when he was young and helpless, he wanted to hold his father's strong and powerful hand, however, he only had his adoptive father in his childhood, although his adoptive father also loved him in a thousand ways, but there is a kind of love that blood is thicker than water.

The black spear knew in an instant, in the middle of this, Chen Shenping glanced at Xiao Jiansheng with a complicated expression, and suddenly put his hands on the sea of qi and pressed down suddenly, a pure and rigid Yuanyang qi came from his sea of qi, through his throat, and finally changed into one word at the moment when he opened his mouth: "Scatter!"

A simple single word contains another understanding of the Heavenly Dao over the years, which is superior to the monks of the same realm, and is very different from ordinary cultivation, which he calls the Tao of Words.

The way of the word, the way of the word.

The so-called way of words is not to disturb people's hearts with words, but it is different from the closed-mouth meditation of Buddhism, which does not open his mouth for ten years, and is destroyed by spitting out heaven and earth, but only puts his understanding of the way of heaven into three words, and the way of heaven is also a kind of truth, but the vast majority of practitioners put this truth into the tip of the sword, and he summarizes this great truth into a few simple words.

Coincidentally, this loose word is Xiao Jiansheng a few days ago when he was reading to him because he had an understanding, from Xiao Wen's book "Intoxicating Stickers", three thousand avenues of Hongmeng purple gas, I should respond to it with grass and trees, although it is Xiao Wen's drunken nonsense, but how can it not be this truth.

Therefore, the word 'scatter' does not let the black spear disperse, but the portrait of the spirit master is dispersed by one word, and without the origin, the black spear becomes a source of water, a wood without roots, a wall without a cornerstone, with shape but no god, and its lethality is reduced.

The huge spirit statue fell down like a disintegrating mountain with Chen Shenping's words, and the seemingly invincible black spear was flicked by Chen Shenping's fingers, turning into a black smoke and disappearing into invisibility.

But Xiao Jiansheng's side did not make such an understatement.

The black spear pierced directly into his body, but it did not come out, and turned into an extremely cold cold air in his body, wandering wantonly between his internal organs and blood, Xiao Jiansheng stumbled up with a hideous face, staggered and fell, and then struggled to get up, and fell again, and so on and so forth.

He originally wanted to get closer to Chen Shenping, but at a distance of 100 zhang, he fell down countless times, and with his current thoughts, he couldn't suppress the cold aura at all.

Chen Shenping said suddenly: "Tie the sky with your hands, guard your heart, seal the seven orifices with your mind, and dissolve the wisps of yin and cold qi, which is your creation." ”

When Xiao Jiansheng heard this, he quickly sat on the spot, as for the Tiangaiyin, Shangguan Xue had taught him before. Left hand fist right palm, palm down, cover the fist, this seal can calm the mind and dissipate depression.

At this time, Xiao Jiansheng's face was as white as paper, his eyes were as black as a fight, even the white eyes had turned black, his earlobes were red, the corners of his eyes were raised, his nose was flowing with black water, his mouth was full of silver teeth and crunching, his body was sometimes leaning forward, sometimes leaning back, and his emaciated cheeks were distorted and completely inhuman, no one knew what a cruel tempering Xiao Jiansheng was undergoing at this moment.

Since he has chosen the path of cultivation, he has also chosen a path of bloody rebirth, no one can help him, and he can only rely on himself to be strong.

Chen Shenping just glanced at Xiao Jiansheng lightly, and then looked at Hua Jiutian in the distance.

At this time, although Hua Jiutian was still standing straight, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, the clothes in front of him had been dyed red with blood, and the spirit lord statue had collapsed, and the backlash against him was great, as the so-called invitation to God was easy to send God, this is the truth, he looked at Chen Shenping coming, did not move his steps, and did not make any more fruitless pleas, and only sat down cross-legged, his eyes half open and half closed, as if waiting for Chen Shenping to take his life.

However, Chen Shenping did not do this, "Your current combat strength is only three realms, and I will let my nephew fight with you, if you can win him, count you lucky, I will let you live, if you lose, you don't need to talk about the consequences." ”

Hua Jiutian said leisurely: "Why is this happening, are you humiliating me for not being as good as others, or are you afraid that you will offend the Spirit Lord by killing me, and you will settle accounts in the future." ”

Chen Shenping smiled: "What you think is too beautiful, but unfortunately it's not, the old man just borrowed your life to let my nephew break through." ”

"Old bastard, the Spirit Lord won't let you go. ”

"It depends on whether he has the ability to keep me, if I want to run faster than a rabbit. Chen Shenping continued to laugh and said: "By the way, your spirit master is in good shape, with long hair and fluttering hair, willow waist and thin legs. ”

Although Hua Jiutian showed fearlessness on his face, since Chen Shenping gave him a chance to live, how could he not cherish it. He immediately stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth, red, black, and white, and then began to close his eyes and recuperate.

Looking at Xiao Jiansheng again, at this moment, he had not digested the wisp of cold qi, and his body was still trembling violently, but his face was already very calm, and he did not lose his heart because of the collision of the black qi in his body, and his seal gesture was as unshaken as a mountain.

I don't know how long it took, the wind was blowing with a thick smell of rain and fish, Xiao Jiansheng finally opened his eyes, smiled at Chen Shenping and closed them again, and at this time Hua Jiutian's face had returned to normal, and he also toured two small swords after Chen Shenping nodded at the behest of Chen Shenping, which were placed on his legs, and slashed the sharp blade with his middle finger, and blood seeped into the sword body.

There was no lightning and thunder, and a drizzle fell diagonally from the sky, dripping down on the earth, seeping into the black and yellow earth.

At this moment, Xiao Jiansheng wiped the raindrops on his face, and suddenly said, "Uncle Chen, I'm fine, I can fight." ”

Chen Shenping nodded and said: "After killing Hua Jiutian in a while, those two swords will be rightfully yours, although some can't take it, but you can make do with learning slave swordsmanship, and when you succeed in cultivating in the future, you can go to borrow Bingshan to find a weapon that suits you." ”

Xiao Jiansheng didn't ask where the borrowed soldiers were and how to go, after all, he had to go, and it was not too late to ask when the time came.

Hua Jiutian had been listening to the conversation between the two of them, his face was extremely ugly, and his killing intent was strong.

He stood up suddenly, came to Xiao Jiansheng, and said bluntly: "Why did you kill me? With your fists, with courage, or because someone supported you?"

Xiao Jiansheng got up with a smile and shook his head and said, "With your heart, you deserve to die." ”

Hua Jiutian smiled disdainfully and pulled the small red sword out of his sleeve.

Chen Shenping withdrew from the battlefield of Xiao Jiansheng and Hua Jiutian with a calm face, found a flat place to sit down, took off his shoes and poured out the mud and sand inside, and then buckled it upside down on the ground, and then picked out the dry and hard grass stalks, and began to pick up his teeth.

At this moment, Hua Jiutian's cuffs moved slightly, and suddenly the black sword flew out, stabbing straight into the throat of Xiao Jiansheng more than ten zhang away, and at the same time, his person also turned into an afterimage and went straight to Xiao Jiansheng.

Xiao Jiansheng's body did not move, and he suddenly shouted: "Condensation!"

This prose character is clear and eye-catching, and the words are correct and round, which is natural, and it seems to be more fierce than Chen Shenping's 'scattered' word.

Chen Shenping looked up at Xiao Jiansheng fiercely, and the shock on his face quickly turned into anger that wanted to throw his shoes and smash people.

Hua Jiutian did not stagnate because of the word 'condensation', but rushed to kill faster and more murderous, almost five steps away from the red sword, just when the red sword was about to arrive, Xiao Jian punched violently accordingly, smashing the tip of the red sword with the plane of the fist, the sword did not fly out of Xiao Jiansheng's fist but there was blood splashing, just when Xiao Jiansheng drew the sword in his hand, his eyes firmly locked on Hua Jiutian's extremely fast figure, Hua Jiutian suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

Chen Shenping's eyes were solemn, but he did not remind Xiao Jiansheng that Hua Jiutian was above his head at this moment.

Xiao Jiansheng's face changed slightly, and he suddenly realized that there was someone behind him, he turned around sharply, and stabbed the red sword in his hand backwards as fast as he could, but it stabbed on a black shadow.

"Boy, you can die!"

When Xiao Jiansheng could tell that Hua Jiutian had appeared in front of him, he turned around decisively, and in shock, a black sword light had cut into his throat.