The snow suddenly stopped.

Lingyin Temple is surprisingly quiet.

Shen Yu stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, and there was suddenly a wave of emotion in his eyes.

This was an emotion he had never had before, when he stood on the top of the mountain, there was no one around him except the little demon.

Until I met the old guy, I heard this sentence.

'It's cold in the heights.

Oh, yes.

Three thousand years ago, I was looking down on the world from a high place, ruthless, indifferent, and there were no emotional fluctuations except for the Great Dao.

It's just that this time he entered the WTO, Shen Yu realized a lot.

Many people in the Dao Sect and the Dao Sect began to have a place in Shen Yu's eyes.

Even if it is a person like Chen Cambodia, who has only seen a few faces, Shen Yu is a little unbearable.

I can't bear to kill him.

Shen Yu shook his head slightly, without explaining, just forming a sword finger with his right hand.

Rumble!

A violent wind of spiritual power swept up across the ground, forming a huge vortex in the air.

And at some point, a rotten and broken long sword appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight at Chen Cambodia.

Without a hint of hesitation.

The sword is like a rainbow, bold and resolute.

Life and death have been divided.

…

Chen Cambodia's expression was sluggish, his good-looking eyes were cloudy, and the whole person fell into an inexplicable confusion.

Originally, according to his plan, Li Yan and the chess pieces of Liubo Mountain made a move to contain the willow and the spirit civet beside Shen Yu.

Then, with the moment when he sat on the wall of Lingyin Temple and watched, he suddenly took out his sword.

Under the upper three realms, no one can escape this mortal sword.

Because Shizun once did a deduction in the Qinglu Palace, even if Shen Yu's cultivation was not lost as it seemed, as long as Chen Cambodia could make a sword.

He couldn't dodge.

It's just that Xun Ju, Li Yan, Xi Yuan and Chen Cambodia's deduction have all made mistakes.

There was still a mistake in Shen Yu's speculation.

And just the slightest mistake made a price for itself.

The cost of life.

Chen Cambodia knew very well that Shen Yu would not have the same feelings, and he would not have half sympathy for the enemy.

"Master, today, the disciple has repaid the grace of preaching."

Chen Cambodia took a deep breath, then stretched out his hands to the sides, and the long sword left his hand.

Shen Yu saw this scene without the slightest wave on his face. Ь.

It's even a little boring.

This is not a very good thing, and it is not very interesting for the geniuses of the younger generation of Dao Sect to die under their own swords.

Rather than killing Chen Cambodia, he would rather fight with Li Yi.

"I said many years ago that Xun Ju of the Qinglu Hall is the most rigid person in the Dao Sect, and he is even more difficult to get along with than the Dao Xuan of the Yan Law Palace, you didn't learn his sword, but you learned his temper."

Shen Yu looked at the handsome man in front of him, the snow fell with long hair, and the man in the wind and snow was arrogant and resolute.

Shen Yu hesitated for the first time, and asked curiously, "If I collect the sword, are you willing to live?"

"Bang!"

The next moment, Chen Cambodia's footsteps forward, and his heart slammed into the remnant sword.

The sword in Shen Yu's hand pierced his heart with ease.

A strong air current blew from the mountains, and the long hair of the handsome man's shawl was fat sheep, and the sharp sword trill pierced the silence of the field.

Like a woman weeping.

Then, blood slowly dripped along the sword body, and Chen Cambodia's bright eyes began to gradually lose their luster.

The first person of the younger generation of the Taoist Qing Law Palace.

Fall.

…

Mountains to the southwest.

Taoism.

The Qinglu Hall was as quiet as ever, and the disciples in the mountains knew a rule, that is, at any time, there should be no noise

The voice sounded.

There are rules for walking, and there are rules for practice.

No one dared to disobey it, for it was given by the Lord of the Pure Law Temple.

Inside the brightly lit hall.

Xun Ju stood in front of the window, a trace of sadness in his eyes.

A fallen leaf drifted into the house, and the majestic man who was always straight lowered his body and reached out to hold the fallen leaf in his hand.

The disciple who listened to his own words all his life.

Finally rebelled in this way.

Returning the favor.

There was a breeze blowing.

Many distant scenes flashed in the great man's heart.

In another small town, he saw this picturesque child for the first time.

The first time he came to the Taoist sect, let him start practicing.

And that kid didn't live up to expectations, his cultivation was a thousand miles a day, and the entire Dao Sect, except for Yu Wenwen, even his eldest disciple was much worse.

Xun Ju clenched the fallen leaves in his hand, and the sadness in his eyes gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a pair of blood-like eyes.

…

Lingyin Temple.

In front of the pagoda, Li Yan, who was fighting with the willows, turned around and looked at the cliff, his face full of horror.

No way.

Isn't Shen Yu a waste person who is riddled with cause and effect?

Why did Chen Cambodia, who had already stepped into the upper three realms with half a foot, die under his sword.

Could it be that someone changed the heavenly machine before?

"How is that possible...", Liyan muttered, and even forgot to draw his sword.

Yang Liu did not continue to draw his sword, but turned around and jumped up, and came to Shen Yu's side in a few jumps.

Her face was also full of disbelief, and she exclaimed, "Senior Brother Shen... He..."

Shen Yu said indifferently, "You, Senior Brother Chen, are a stubborn person."

Yang Liu was puzzled.

Shen Yu thought about it, but still explained, "Cause and effect, for cultivators, it is just that they can't mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nor can they mobilize their own spiritual power." Xiu Shu

"Without the aura of heaven and earth, how can you resist the sword?"

Hui Ke stood in the distance, and he also had this doubt in his heart.

Even if he had already stepped into the first realm of the Upper Three Realms, he had never heard of a cultivator who could resist the sword without relying on the aura of heaven and earth and mobilizing spiritual power.

Not to mention that this guy is still riddled with cause and effect, and his spirit may dissipate at any time.

Countless people in the audience looked at Shen Yu, and no one cared that the extremely talented disciples of the younger generation of the Dao Sect had died.

They want to know more.

What kind of secret method is Shen Yu's cultivation method?

If you are lucky enough to be able to know, then it is the hope of countless people who do not have the cultivation qualifications and cannot sense the aura of heaven and earth.

There is a kind of cultivator in the world who is similar to it, and that is Wufu.

But Wufu is just refining the aura of heaven and earth in the physical body, and he also needs to sense the aura.

And Shen Yu's current situation has indeed mobilized a power that has never been heard of.

This power is simply difficult for practitioners to touch.

"It's not human! He's inhuman!"

A frightened voice was heard in the distance.

Hui Ke and the others looked over, and saw Li Yan's eyes widen, and he looked at the beautiful man with a shocked face.

A disciple of the Taoist Sect stepped forward and wanted to hold it, but he was pushed away with a palm.

"When the group finally came out, I said, he is not a human being, and the hall master is right, he must not be allowed to live."

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Li Yan looked like crazy, his face was full of fear and horror, and the long sword in his hand flew straight up, stabbing towards Shen Yu on the cliff.

Yang Liu frowned, and turned around to turn away his attack. The woman scolded, "If you do it, I will kill you."

In her eyes, Shen Yu has never been a demon, even after meeting Shen Yu, Yang Liu always feels strange about some of his behaviors.

But Shen Yu was never suspected

The origin.

In the spiritual wilderness, the opposition of the human race is nothing more than demons.

And among the demons, there are no good people, and among the human race, bad people are almost everywhere.

Back then, before going up to Feilai Peak, those people did not hesitate to destroy their natal sword in order to force Senior Brother Shen to fight.

Are these people better than demons?

Shen Yu's expression was calm, ignoring the gazes of countless people in the audience.

He just said lightly to the woman, "Many years ago, I just came to this world, so I don't know anything about many things, and this feeling is very bad, so I went to read a book."

Yang Liu blinked, and said in disbelief, "Then the sword technique you just performed was seen by reading the book?"

Shen Yu thought for a while and said, "Almost, I used to always like to read some strange books, and then one day, I discovered this little trick."

Yang Liu was stunned, and then looked at him with reverence on his face.

Shen Yu continued, "A cultivator's sword or controlling matter needs the aura of heaven and earth to make it work, and that day I saw a copy of the Book of Omniscience, which recorded this technique."

Yang Liu muttered, "Why haven't I seen it..."

Shen Yu smiled, "Girls, they always don't like to read books full of great truths."

Monk Hui Ke couldn't hold back any longer, and asked directly, "Senior Brother Shen... You say it's a spell, what kind of spell is it?"

Previously, Li Yan was crazy and said that Shen Yu was inhuman.

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, no one has ever heard of this kind of saying.

He didn't even believe that Shen Yu was a Terran traitor or a non-human at all.

Shen Yu thought about it seriously and said, "There was once a rumor on Dongwang Island that their holy land was passed down from an ancient qi practitioner, and many people even thought that they were very likely to be descendants of an ancient sage."

Hui Ke, Yang Liu's face was full of anticipation, and even the distant Li Yan quieted down.

The holy land of Dongwang Island is the most mysterious holy place in the entire spiritual wilderness.

Far from the five continents, on an island that hangs lonely in the depths of the East China Sea.

Every thirty years, a young disciple of Dongwang Island traveled to the five continents of the Linghuang Realm, and countless people had some understanding of this holy land.

The cultivators of this line are completely the path of the ancient monks.

Sleeping in the open air, collecting the essence of the sun and the moon, adhering to the way of nature, wearing cloth clothes, and every qi practitioner has his own talisman next to him.

They are enemies against people, and they have always been manipulators.

Even the experience of life also allows the puppet to face sentient beings and experience life and death in the mundane.

Hui Ke is talented and intelligent, and when Shen Yu's words fell, he thought of a possibility.

He couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Shen had used the secret technique of Dongwang Island before, and with the way of the talisman, the imperial sword blocked Chen Cambodia, could it be that this talisman doesn't need the aura of heaven and earth to pull it?"

Many people heard about the secret of Dongwang Island's cultivation for the first time, and their faces were full of shock at this moment, if they hadn't heard Daoist Shen Yu talk about it today, I am afraid that they would not have known it for the rest of their lives.

Hui Ke thought about it, but he was still a little puzzled, since the talisman was the natal life of the disciples of Dongwang Island, then the production must be extremely complicated, how could Shen Yu easily use it.

And where is the talisman that belongs to Shen Yu hidden?