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Finding the way is a very time-consuming process, and it is also the most difficult step on the path.

The ten directions, namely east, south, west, north, heaven, earth, birth, death, past, and future.

The Tao is a mixture of heaven and earth, the law of the movement of all things in heaven and earth, and the origin of everything.

Immortal cultivators, go against the path of heaven.

Only by conforming to the way of heaven and peeking at its changes can we become immortals against the sky. Therefore, cultivating immortals is not a thing that goes against the sky, nor is it a thing that goes against the sky.

One is in line, one is in line. Don't go with it, and don't go all the way it goes. And this point is in these ten directions, only when this is found in the ten directions, can one be regarded as a real immortal cultivator, and only then can he be regarded as embarking on the road of cultivating immortals.

In the previous life, Yi Yan didn't take long to seek the Dao, and it seemed that there was a Chaos Dao Lotus to help him.

In this life, it will be even faster.

Because he had already succeeded in his quest. Not the previous life, of course. To be precise, it is to find "What am I?" on that day? By the time of the answer, he had already succeeded in finding the Dao, and he had already entered the Ten Directions Realm spiritually and embarked on the path of cultivating immortals.

What he has to do now in retreat is to let the cultivation realm enter the Ten Directions Realm, and the reason why he told Lingxi just now that it would be a long time was because he felt that there was something wrong with this body.

This question is very special, it is not big to say, but it is not small to say small. Yi Yan felt that he might be the first person in this world to encounter this kind of problem, or he might be the first person who could not enter the path of cultivating immortals because of this problem.

The most basic and simple prerequisite for realm breakthrough is that the spiritual energy in the dantian is saturated. But before Yi Yan's dantian was blown up by the mysterious man in black, and now he relies on the Chaos Dao Lotus to store the aura, and this problem is also in the Chaos Dao Lotus.

The current Chaos Dao Lotus is like a bottomless pit, no matter how much spiritual energy Yi Yan absorbs into it, it will not reach the level of saturation. It's like adding water to a bottle with a broken bottom. Add water to the top, leak water below. There's no way to fill the bottle with water anyway. As a result, Yi Yan could not completely enter the Ten Directions Realm.

Before, Yi Yan could use the aura to fill the Chaos Dao Lotus, but now he suddenly pretended to be dissatisfied, so Yi Yan guessed that this problem should not be big, and it may be that the storage space of the Chaos Dao Lotus has become larger. Therefore, he planned to spend the next month and twenty-nine days to absorb spiritual energy, and the remaining day was to save a trip to the Chiyun Kingdom Palace.

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The red sun sets, and the night gradually falls. When Yi Yan was in retreat and frantically absorbing aura, the girl Lingxi held the sword of the head of the house and sneaked out of the courtyard at night.

She was extremely fast, extremely agile, turning and jumping like an elf in the night, silently shuttling between houses.

Soon after, she stopped. In front of it is an unmanned courtyard, with cigarette smoke fluttering in the courtyard, and the plaque on the gate prominently reads the word ancestral hall.

Lingxi looked around cautiously and quietly flew to the front of the courtyard after making sure that no one was nearby. Flashed into the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall of the Yi people is very special, there are few furnishings inside, and all the facilities are unobstructed. The whole atmosphere is very eerie, the air is filled with a cold breath, as if there is a cool breeze hovering here all the time, and the air seems to have weight, making everything seem so heavy.

In the center of the ancestral hall, there is a bronze ancient tripod, in which there are three long incense sticks, and the three red dots burning between the incense are the only things that emit light in the entire ancestral hall. The misty green smoke rose towards the sky, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth, drifting away with the wind.

The strange thing is that the bronze ancient tripod is not carved with a flying cloud and red sun, nor is there any calamity-suppressing beast, but some green-faced and fanged evil ghosts. There are a hundred of them. There are also some mortals in the picture, and those demons are working together to open the mouths of these mortals, reaching out and grabbing the mortals' tongues and pulling them out.

If Yi Yan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this is the first of the eighteen layers of hell in Kyushu legend - the tongue-pulling hell.

On both sides of this ancestral hall, there are two green trees, which are covered by the darkness of the night, and it is impossible to see what kind of trees they are.

Innermost was a huge offering table, but strangely enough, there was nothing on the offering table except for hundreds of tablets of previous family heads. Tributes, red candles, incense sticks, none of these must-haves. As long as hundreds of tablets are neatly arranged on it.

Lingxi walked in slowly, looked at the strange environment around him, and obviously came here for the first time at night, with a hint of fear in his eyes. But in the end, he shook his fist and walked towards the offering table where the tablets were placed.

Walking to the front of the offering table, Lingxi looked at Yi Shenglong's tablet, knelt down and kowtowed respectfully three times.

"Lingxi greets the ancestors."

After kowtowing, she got up and circled around the offering table, first walking three times clockwise, each taking nine steps.

On the third lap, the nine floor tiles she stepped on all showed very subtle changes, and they were uniformly stuffed a little bit on the ground. When she returned to the same place, she found that there was a finger-long hole in the place where she had just kowtowed.

"Whew~"

After the small hole appeared, Lingxi exhaled deeply, looking relieved.

Finally, he pulled out the master's sword, and the blade of the sword plunged straight into the small hole.

"Click~"

Then, the floor under the offering table actually began to move, and a secret passage appeared in an instant.

At this moment, Lingxi couldn't help but turn his head to look, his eyes staring at the hundred ghosts in the center of the ancestral hall, as if he felt that the evil ghosts above were staring at him. After watching for a few seconds, she cautiously walked into the secret passage.

The secret passage is very narrow, only enough for one person to walk, with the entry of Lingxi, the candles on the wall are all lit up, and the dim and swaying light illuminates the narrow passage in front, but Lingxi still clearly sees that the end of the passage is still dark.

The flames that appeared out of thin air shook in the air, making a slight crackling sound from time to time, as if the air had been ignited and exploded. Lingxi walked cautiously, trying his best not to make a sound from touching the ground, and his breathing was deliberately lightened and slowed down.

The surrounding stone walls are yellow, except for the lamps, and there is nothing left. Lingxi kept walking towards the depths of the secret passage, his eyes carefully looking ahead. She knew that if she walked into the darkness, she would be where she was.

As he walked, Lingxi suddenly stopped, his eyes were round and his eyes were round, staring at the front, panic and fear appeared on his beautiful face, and his hand hurriedly pulled out the sword of the head of the family and pointed forward.

In front of her, in the darkness at the end of the light, a white shadow appeared. Lingxi was very sure that it was a figure, a white figure.

In the narrow passage, the flickering flames emitted a pale yellow light, and the surrounding walls were also yellow, and the reflection under the light of the fire was also dim.

At the end of the passage was darkness, like an endless abyss, and any light that touched it would be mercilessly engulfed, engulfing but not reflecting any color other than black.

However, it was in that boundless darkness that a white shadow did appear at this moment, a hazy white shadow. It has the outline of a human body, but the body is white, indescribably strange and terrifying.

Lingxi stood alone, the long sword in his hand was tightly held in his hand, and his eyes looked ahead without the slightest intention of blinking. The distance between her and the white shadow was not far, it looked like it was only more than ten meters, and it would definitely not exceed twenty meters.

Lingxi secretly mobilized the aura in the dantian, and the sword of the head of the family in her hand began to emit a trace of blue light under the blessing of the aura, which was the fluctuation of the aura walking according to the sword path she cultivated.

At the moment when the blue light emitted from her hand, the white shadow in front of her began to slowly disappear, or the white shadow was slowly entering the darkness, overwhelmed by the darkness. Within a few seconds, the white shadow was completely gone.

After the white shadow disappeared, Lingxi continued to step forward, the long sword in his hand was still confiscated, and the faint blue light did not disappear. As long as there is any abnormality in front of her, she will not hesitate to attack.

She was not fast-moving, trying to stay quiet and not make a sound. But when she took more than ten steps, she suddenly found that the darkness in front of her was still more than ten meters away from her. It's like one of them is stuck in place, not moving forward at all. Although she walked slowly just now, the distance she took was not small, she did walk more than a dozen steps, no matter how it was counted, it was ten meters, and it was impossible for the black place to be so far.

While she was scared in her heart, she also remembered Yi Shenglong's deathbed explanation, and Yi Yan's face appeared in her mind. He gritted his teeth and continued to walk forward.

She knew that there was a dark room waiting for her in front of her, and in that dark room was her powerful hope and the embodiment of her love for him.

As soon as the thought came to his heart, Lingxi's body was straight, his long sword was pointed obliquely at his side, and he walked forward calmly and fearlessly.

"Father won't lie to me."

After walking fifteen steps, Lingxi found that the dark place was still twenty meters away from him. As before, the distance between her and the darkness didn't seem to change at all.

While speaking, Lingxi's footsteps did not stop, and he still walked forward.

But before she could take a few steps, she suddenly found herself in the dark.

The darkness was a turning point, and when Lingxi looked at the wall around the corner, he suddenly found that wisps of white light began to appear on the wall.

Seeing this, Lingxi immediately took a step back, the long sword immediately pointed forward, and the aura in his body was also ready to be attacked.

The descendants of the Yi people must not step into half a step!!

After a few seconds, the guessed white shadow did not appear, and the white light only condensed into these ten words on the wall.

Seeing this warning, Lingxi took a step back again, and his gaze turned to the wall beside him. Tap your fingers on the walls on both sides and listen intently. Eventually, she pressed down on six wall tiles, all of which were so far apart that no one would connect them if they didn't know how to do it.

There were only a few clicks, and a stone door on the left wall slowly opened. A secret room appeared in front of me.

The space of the secret room is very small, and you can see the whole room at a glance through the four beating candle lights. There are no furnishings inside, except for a pool more than a meter wide in the middle. The calm water refracted the light of the fire like a mirror, turning the entire chamber dark.

Lingxi walked straight to the edge of the waterhole, and without hesitation, he drew a bloody hole on the middle finger of his left hand. Drops of bright red blood flowed from the wound and dripped down the fingertips into the pool. The ticking sound of blood droplets falling into the water is so pleasant and eerie in this quiet environment.

When the ninth drop of blood fell to the surface of the water, Lingxi dropped nine more drops of blood on the sword of the head of the family, and then forcefully plunged the sword into the pool.

The long sword was like water, and a ray of light slowly abolished from the sword body, and finally exploded in the air, slowly forming the appearance of a woman.

The woman looked to be only over ten years old, and she should be younger than Lingxi. She looks ordinary, but her facial features are delicate, like a minor lady.

It's just that the eyes that look at Lingxi after appearing don't match her appearance and age, which is a color that will appear in the eyes of the old man after years of tempering. Vicissitudes and calm, looking at Lingxi is like looking at his granddaughter.

Lingxi didn't feel surprised by the woman's appearance, but when he saw the other party's eyes, he suddenly remembered that when his son-in-law sometimes lay in the courtyard and looked up at the clouds floating in the sky, such a look would appear in his eyes, but the eyes seemed to be more profound than the girl in front of him.

"Lingxi has seen a soft injury senior."

Lingxi bowed down very respectfully, although the woman in front of her looked smaller than herself, she knew that the other party was already a sixty-year-old man, just because of this sword of the head of the family, her appearance would always stay at sixteen years old.

"He didn't come?" The woman looked around, only to see Lingxi alone in front of her, and asked strangely.

"He didn't agree, so I came while he was in retreat." Lingxi replied.

"It's good that you didn't come."

Hearing Lingxi's answer, the woman seemed to be relieved.

"What do you mean?" Lingxi asked strangely.

In the past, both the heir and the sword slave had to be present at the same time during the sword passing ceremony. When she came, she was worried that Yi Yan would not be able to complete the sword passing ceremony if she didn't come.

"When I was in the sword before, I found that his aura changed again and again, and the exercises he used were also very rare and rare, I am afraid that something has changed. His hands were stained with the blood of too many people, and he was afraid that the cause and effect that the Holy Dragon had cut off with all his efforts would reappear. Alas"

The woman's sigh was filled with endless vicissitudes and helplessness, and when Yi Shenglong Yi was soft-hearted, now she is afraid that the decision at that time will bring unimaginable consequences.

"Is that true!!" Lingxi's eyes showed surprise.

In fact, she is Yi Shenglong's only child, but because of some things, Yi Shenglong has to hide this fact from the world, making her a sword slave, and Yi Yan has become the young head of the Yi family.

Yi Shenglong told Lingxi about this since she was a child, and when she was a child, she knew that she would become a sword spirit with no body in the future, just a soul state lodged in the sword body. He even thought about killing Yi Yan to ask for these, but later accepted this fact because of Yi Shenglong's persuasion and brainwashing again and again. And Yi Yan didn't know anything about these things.