After listening to the Taoist's answer, the old man's face instantly fell.

He wanted to take back his sword, but when he got it, how could the Taoist return it to him.

After a lot of chickens and dogs, the old man's quaint and atmospheric ancient house fell apart under the fighting methods of the two.

"Wei Changming, if you don't tell me one, two, or three today, I just don't want to fight for this old life, and I want to fight you to the death. The old man, who was more than a step behind the Taoist, stood on top of the wreckage of the ancient house and pointed at the Taoist's gritted teeth.

The Taoist looked at the old man and shook his head helplessly.

Only then did he come up to him and said, "It's really helpless to do this." ”

"What's helpless?" The old man obviously didn't want to accept the Taoist set, and as soon as he waved his hand and body, he wanted to step forward and snatch the sword that had followed him for more than a hundred years, not wanting such a divine object to be so desecrated.

The Daoist's face sank at that time, and his expression instantly became solemn.

He stood not far from the old man, a hand outstretched.

"Ah Yan once gave me a thing, called Gou Chen Blood. As he spoke, the Taoist chose a blue thing in the shape of a crystal clear blood droplet. "According to legend, it is the essence blood left by the demon emperor Gou Chen, which contains the essence of water, which is the treasure of her Qingqiu fox clan for generations. ”

"A few days ago, I went to Linglong Pavilion and Chixiao Gate, and met Kun Buyu and Wu Xiaohe, and they gave me two things respectively. ”

At this time, a cyan wooden block containing majestic vitality and a simple token shining with dazzling red light appeared in front of the Taoist.

"I don't know what this piece of wood is, but it contains vitality, obviously the essence of wood exists in it, as for the token given by Wu Xiao He, there is a real fire of his life, and the power of it is just not more than me. ”

Speaking of this, the Taoist put down the huge wooden box behind him and patted it vigorously: "This is something given to me by the Great King of Dayuan Mountain, and it contains..."

The Taoist paused, as if he was considering how to describe the things in this wooden box, but after thinking for a long time, he could only say: "This is filled with soil..."

Then he placed the old man's sword on top of the wooden box, and said with a blank gaze, "And your sword is gold..."

The old man was one of the few kendo immortals in the world, and when he heard this, he naturally smelled the smell.

His face changed, and his gaze at the Taoist suddenly became solemn: "Do you want to use the power of the five elements to form a world of your own in your body, and finally break the shackles, not be tied by others, and use your own strength to break the shackles of heaven and earth and ascend to the realm of true immortals?"

"Hmm. The Taoist's answer was simple and firm.

"But—" The old man's brow furrowed.

The existence of this heaven and earth is not known for hundreds of millions of years, but since the records of history, there is a fairy palace on the top of Kunlun Mountain, which is the residence of immortals.

True immortals shepherd the world and educate sentient beings.

Every thousand years, it is convenient to select one person from among the thousands of monks, ascend to the immortal palace, and be awarded the position of true immortal.

Since then, whether it is staying in Kunlun or going to the extraterritorial starry sky through the Heavenly Pillar is the freedom of the lucky one. But how many monks are there in the world? Especially those immortals who have arrived at the realm of earth immortals, how can they be willing to watch the only quota for thousands of years being taken away, while they can only wait for the catastrophe that will come once in a hundred years, until one day they can't resist it and die.

So, some sages came up with such a solution.

Use the power of the five elements to form a world in the body, and use the power of this small world to fight, the shackles of this heaven and earth on the bodies of all beings, so as to ascend to the realm of true immortals with their own strength.

This kind of exercise is not a lot of secret, especially among these immortals.

However, for thousands of years, there have been thousands of people who have tried this method, but in the end they all failed.

The old man didn't think that he could have such a ability as an old man.

And the Taoist seemed to see the old man's doubts, he smiled and said: "I talked to the lord of the demon clan about the daytime situation, this method is logically not a problem, the reason why the world is not successful, in the final analysis, is nothing more than the small world formed in the body is too weak to resist the power of heaven and earth. ”

"And whether it is the blood of Gou Chen given to me by Ah Yan, or this sword, it contains the power of the five elements that is extremely pure, and I believe that the world I can build must be stronger than everyone else. ”

Hearing this, the old man was still not at ease, he frowned and said, "Is this enough?"

"Of course not. The Taoist smiled and weighed the sword in his hand: "The power of the five elements is only the most basic element of the world, if a world wants to become strong, it needs to be richer, there are mountains, water, storms, clouds, sunny days, and even grass, trees, birds, birth, old age, sickness and death." ”

"Of course, we can't do this for the world that grows in the body, but at least we can add him to the 'mind'."

"Nian?" The old man who had heard this phrase for the first time obviously couldn't understand the meaning of the word, and he looked at the Taoist with a frown.

"Joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows are all thoughts, although there can be no real creatures in the small world, but with this 'thought', the power of the world will be stronger. The Taoist said.

"But how do you get these things?" asked the old man again, the so-called thought seemed to him a little too mysterious.

The smile on the Daoist's face was even worse, his hand slowly stretched out at that time, and the divine sword named Yang Ming was suspended out of thin air between his hands at this moment, and then it gradually began to melt, and then turned into fiery molten iron, and then turned into copper coins that shimmered with golden light over time.

The Taoist stretched out his hand to pick one of them, held it on his fingertips and measured it carefully, and then he said: "A copper coin seems ordinary, but sometimes it may be the hope of a beggar's life, a life-saving medicine for young children, and a lifeblood for a husband to support his family. ”

"Although the smell of copper stinks, it contains the thoughts of life, old age, sickness and death of all living beings in this world. ”

"Do you want to spread these copper coins around the world and collect the 'thoughts' of all beings in the world?" the old man asked.

"Hmm. The Taoist nodded.

"But it's going to take a long time..."

"A thousand years is enough. The Taoist said.

"Will you survive that time?" the old man asked again, a thousand years is ten tribulations, and no one can resist so many thunder tribulations, at least not before.

The Taoist did not answer the old man's question at the first time.

He just flicked his fingers at that time, and the copper coins in his hand flew out, and the 100,000 copper coins in front of him also seemed to feel something, all of which turned into golden streamers at this moment, and flew out like meteors falling from the time below the mountain.

At that moment, the Taoist stood under the golden light in the sky, looked at the white-haired old man, and spoke.

"I want to give it a try. ”