Chapter 45: The Past Is Like Blood (4)

"Why did you eat the sword?" Chu Xiangsheng asked.

"That book was already imprinted in my mind before I came to Fu Mountain, the book is a Demon Dao inheritance book, not a Dao Sect thing, so I naturally want to destroy it. After I was imprisoned here, because I was a sword cultivator, the Array Fu Mountain did not take away my natal sword, but stayed with me. They are very confident in their own formations, and I have tried hard for a long time, but I have not been able to break these strange chains of formations. In the end, in order to resist the loss of spiritual power in the snow mountain qi sea in my body year after year, I ate my Broken Mountain Sword. ”

Chu Xiangsheng really couldn't figure out how this withered Taoist senior swallowed a three-foot long sword.

Ye San was a little clear, she looked at Lingshan Daoren and asked, "The world says that your broken mountain has a spirit, and the human sword is the same, I want to ask how to lead the sword in your hand to that realm?"

That realm is what Jian Xiu said that there is a sword and no one.

The controller also becomes a sword.

Lingshan Daoren looked at the subtle flowing aura on Ye San's body at this time, and his cloudy and godless eyes lit up slightly.

"If you don't have a sword in your heart, you naturally don't have a sword in your hand, and you will become a sword. Lingshan Daoren said.

Ye San was a little puzzled and thoughtful.

Chu Xiangsheng lowered his head and raised his eyebrows, didn't he have a sword in his heart and a sword in his hand?

Ye San held the snow sword in his hand tightly, and then stared at it.

There is a sword aura rising horizontally.

And then quietly passed away.

Lingshan Daoist looked at Ye San, feeling the fluctuation of the aura on her body, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to know the scenery above?"

Ye San retracted her thoughts, she was silent for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded.

The scenery that Lingshan Dao people say is the realm.

Ye San felt that the roulette wheel on her body was still trembling, she was still a little surprised that Ling Shan Daoist said that she had eaten that book, but for the scenery that Ling Shan Dao said about, a sword idiot like her was naturally very interested.

She knew that the insight of this saint from hundreds of years ago must be one of the most valuable things in the world today.

Lingshan Daoist only glanced at Ye San, and knew that she had already prepared to reach the bottleneck of the cultivation realm at this time.

Chu Xiangsheng still lowered his head and raised his eyebrows, what kind of ghost scenery?

Lingshan Daoren's withered hands lowered the heavy iron chains, and his cloudy eyes revealed a trace of memory. There was a faint aura emanating from him, like a holy light.

He said: "On the path of cultivation, the opening of spiritual consciousness by the beginner is the opening of the spiritual realm. ”

"If there is no spirit in the imperial weapon, there is no passage. ”

"Knowing its male and guarding its female, and knowing and guarding it is knowing and guarding the realm. ”

Lingshan Daoist stared at Ye San's eyes: "After the Three Realms, the aura turns into a hidden feather, and there is no instrument to fly, and you can see the mountains and seas of the world." ”

"It's for the mountains and seas. ”

The cloth-clothed boy looked up in shock when he heard this.

Ye San was calm and silent, but her snow sword trembled gently in her hand, like the snow spirit of the Northern Plains.

Everyone in the world knows that cultivators have high and low realms, but most of them can't tell how many realms there are.

Cultivators in the world all know that there are six realms of cultivation, and most of them only know what the first three realms are, but they don't know the names of the last three realms.

Chu Xiangsheng only knew nothing.

Of course, Ye San knew about mountains and seas.

Chu Xiangsheng was still young when he was in the Array Fu Mountain before, and he only knew about the existence of the Six Realms. Naturally, there were also predecessors of the Six Realms on the mountain, but he didn't know what the three realms of the Six Realms were, although he read a lot, he didn't see any books about the introduction of the realm, and he didn't have much contact with this aspect when he was a child.

Ye San has been cultivating with the Great Qing Sect all year round, of course she knows this, but although there are people in the sect who have cultivated to the last realm, they have been in retreat, and she has not seen anything about the sixth realm from any books.

"The aura fills the snow mountain qi sea and crosses into a spiritual boat, which is the other shore. Ye Sanxiu carried forward.

She looked at Lingshan Daoist and asked, "What about the back?"

That was the last realm that the cultivator knew.

Ling Shan Daoren's thin body was blown straight by the cold wind, as if it was like a withered tree trunk, but the Haoran righteousness in his body gradually became vigorous at this moment, like a fire burning with dry wood.

In the end, his breath disappeared again, as if they had died or disappeared when they first saw him.

There is nothing alive in him.

Lingshan Daoist sat on the mountain, and said in a hoarse voice: "Return to the basics, be one with heaven and earth and feel lifeless." ”

"It's interestless. ”

The sixth realm is interestless.

The girl in orange knew the name, and her eyes became firm and stubborn.

The cloth-clothed boy was still thinking, these realms are very strong and very good, but when will he be able to cultivate to the point of incomprehension?

......

Ning Feixue held a three-foot Qingfeng in her hand, breaking through the clouds and mist, and also saw the Bone Mountain.

"Why are there so many people here today?" Ling Shan Dao looked at the white-clothed young man with a sharp sharp breath, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Ye San and Chu Xiangsheng turned their heads to look at each other, and they also looked a little surprised.

Ning Feixue looked at Ye San on the hillside and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Senior Sister Ye to have an understanding. ”

Ye San felt the fluctuating changes in Ning Feixue's realm spiritual power, and he raised his eyebrows.

"Is the Great Qing Sect of Western Shu still so strong?" Ling Shan Daoist looked at Ning Feixue and said softly.

Ning Feixue only saw the Lingshan Daoist in front of Ye San and the others at this time.

He felt that the Daoist on the Bone Mountain, whose breath was withered and weak, had no sense of existence, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

He asked in a deep voice, "Who is the senior?"

"He is the famous Lingshan Daoist. Chu Xiangsheng replied.

"Lingshan Daoist?" Ning Feixue looked at it intently when she heard this, and her heart moved.

"Come on, my predecessor was just telling a story. Chu Xiangsheng shouted.

Ye San glanced at Chu Xiangsheng and felt that this kid didn't know which tendon was wrong.

Ning Feixue narrowed her eyes, thought for a moment, and then moved her figure and swept towards the Bone Mountain.

After a few moments, the other four finally found the place.

Ling Shan Daoren sighed: "It's been a long time since I've seen so many people, especially vigorous and energetic young people. ”

After Ning Feixue went up to Bone Mountain, she first glanced at Ye San with a smile, then turned her head to look at the Daoist and asked, "Senior is really the Lingshan Daoist of the Daqing Dao Gate Palace?"

Lingshan Daoist glanced at him, and then asked, "You cultivate Ruthless Dao?"

Ning Feixue flashed a trace of surprise, he didn't expect that this dying withered Daoist would actually see through the sword path he had cultivated at a glance.

When Chu Xiangsheng heard this, he looked at Ning Feixue with some surprise in his eyes, he didn't expect that this genius sword cultivator with a temperament as arrogant as Ye San would actually cultivate that terrifying ruthless Dao.

Ye San's face was cold, and she said, "The evil sect is crooked. ”

Ning Feixue said with a smile: "It's good to be strong." ”

Ling Shan Daoren looked at Ning Feixue, a flash of brilliance flashed on his withered face, and he suddenly asked, "Then do you want to become stronger?"

Ning Feixue's expression was slightly solemn, and she replied without hesitation: "Of course I want to." ”