The wilderness was dark at night. From time to time, the north wind whistled by, rolling up large fields of ice and snow. Desolate and dead, without any vitality.

Facing the invitation of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Zen Xin's smile was joyful, and even added a lot of vitality to the surrounding darkness.

"Zen Buddha knows how to advance and retreat, knows what to do, and what not to do, and this alone has surpassed many people." The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion smiled slightly, turned around and looked towards the north,

"With the addition of the Zen Buddha, we will be able to locate the source of Brahma's spiritual manifestation more accurately, so that we can save a lot of time and energy."

"Is the Pavilion Master going straight to the source of spiritual intent?"

"Because the younger generation once worshiped Brahma and later carried the black abyss, they really know the exact location of that place. And we are now on a path where the mind of Brahma is dissipating outward, and we can save a lot of time by going all the way along the senses. ”

"However, a great war is about to break out at the source of Brahma's spiritual will, and as outsiders, if we break into it without preparation, it is very likely that we will be attacked from both sides by Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou and the Lord of the Golden Horde." Zen Xin nodded, and when he spoke again, his expression and tone directly positioned himself on his subordinates and assistants.

His attitude changed so quickly, and the changes before and after were smooth and natural, as if he was originally a disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and he was reporting to his own pavilion master, and then making suggestions.

After a pause, he added,

"If the pavilion master wants to absorb Brahma's spiritual will and deal with Emperor Wu by the way, it is better to wait for the battle between the two parties to end. At that time, even if the Brahma Spiritual Mind is not fragmented, I am afraid that it will become much weaker, and it is obviously easier to deal with. And the emperor corpse is the same reason, after a hard battle, even if there is a divine will into the body, it is inevitable that the loss will be too huge. The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion sighed,

"The strongest burst of Brahma's spiritual intent can bloom into the most beautiful killing flower, so that it is more in line with the conditions for cultivating sword weapons. As for Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou, the old man never said that he would be his enemy, so whether his state is good or bad doesn't mean much to me. Zen wondered,

"If Emperor Wu is still at the peak of his heyday after defeating Brahma, wouldn't the Pavilion Master be worried that he would make another attack on the nearby Sword Pavilion disciples?"

"He's not going to make a move on us." The Hidden Sword Pavilion Lord shook his head slowly,

"Even if the old man is standing in front of him, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to provoke, he won't be attacked."

"Why?"

"Because the disciples of the Sword Pavilion cultivate their swords and cultivate their hearts, they only seek to cut the sword without a trace, and they are all pure people who can no longer be pure from beginning to end. We have never had anything to do with all kinds of spiritual will, and we have no aura such as the blessed land of the sect lingering in our bodies, so we can be so sure that there is only a wisp of obsession left with the corpse of the emperor, which will not and should not find us. When Zen heard this, he fell silent.

His brows furrowed, and he thought deeply, and after a long time, he asked a little tiredly,

"The pavilion master knows a lot of secrets, so can you tell the juniors, what are these so-called spiritual intentions?"

"Also, in the southern Xinjiang and the northern wilderness, the East China Sea and the West Pole, there are spiritual manifestations, but the Great Zhou Land, which lives in the Central Plains, has rarely heard of the existence of spiritual will, but it is only similar to the true meaning of the martial arts of the seven sects. So, what is the difference between martial arts true intent and spiritual intent? The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was slightly stunned, and his gaze towards Zen Xin couldn't help but become a little strange.

He exhaled slowly,

"It's the first time I've seen a person like you, and it's really surprising to me."

"Seniors, don't listen to what I say, just look at what I do." Zen Xin just smiled slightly,

"In this way, the pavilion master will know that whether it is worshipping Brahma before or carrying the black abyss now, the younger generation has actually always been very pious, and can even be described as fanatical. That's why I'm bent on getting to the bottom of it, trying to really figure out what the black abyss is, or if it's not a thing, the so-called workers want to do a good job, they must first sharpen their tools, so that they can be lost and more convenient to contribute to its development and growth. "The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion has thought for a long time,

"You're right, it's not really a thing, but no one seems to have really figured out what this thing is. As for the origin of the spiritual will, the old man only knew that it had a lot to do with the ancestors' struggle for life and death. ”

"The ancestors' struggle against death?"

"Yes, there is life and death, there is prosperity and decline, life and death alternate, and there is a truth that has existed since ancient times, and it is difficult for the will of the individual to transfer. As long as you look through the ancient books, you can often see the ancestors sigh that life is fleeting, even if the time of life is like the bright moon in the sky, sprinkled with light, after death, it can only be a handful of loess, everything is empty. ”

Therefore, although they know the truth of becoming and dwelling in bad emptiness, they still want to jump out of the cycle of reincarnation and transcend life and death, which is the pursuit that everyone who stands on a high place will aspire to. In this tireless pursuit, for some reason, there were all kinds of spiritual meanings, but the process has long been lost in the long river of time, and there is no written record of a few words. After a pause, the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master continued,

"As for the true meaning of the martial arts you just said, it is even more cloudy and foggy, making it difficult to see. Sometimes the old man uses books and wine, studies ancient books, and occasionally thinks inexplicably, feeling that the true meaning of the martial arts of the seven sects of the sect seems to be a little wrong, obviously similar to the spiritual will, but there are some indescribable weirdness. "Zen mind thinks deeply about this,

"When the younger generation was in the Nine Holy Mountain, she saw the figure of the Lingming Mountain Lord from a distance, she practiced the Nine Transformations of Lingming, and became the Great Grandmaster of the Yang Pole Spirit Realm, but she became an irrational madman. If according to what the Pavilion Master said, the true meaning of the martial arts of the Seven Sects of the Sect is indeed a little weird. The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion shook his head,

"No, it's normal to practice martial arts and practice crazy, and the weirdness that the old man feels is not what he means."

"Although the appearance of spiritual consciousness is also clear and difficult to think, if you really dig deeper, you can still find a little ambiguous vein anyway, which is inseparable from the pursuit and exploration of the ancestors in ancient times. But for the true meaning of martial arts, it seems that it is suddenly there, waiting for ignorant people to discover, and then a little bit of people and intentions, intentions and bodies, and then there have been both prosperity and trough decline, and gradually formed the current situation. ”

"The juniors roughly understand what the pavilion master means." Zen heart folds his hands, bows down,

"The true meaning of martial arts similar to the sect is actually something that exists in this heaven and earth itself, and the spiritual meaning of the northern wilderness, southern Xinjiang, and the west pole of the East China Sea gradually manifested with the pursuit of the ancestors in ancient times." The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was silent, quietly looking at the young man in black and black robes.

After a long time, he sighed and shook his head,

"Not long ago, the old man praised you for being smart and transparent, but you got me completely wrong. Think about it, why is it always more difficult for the seven sects of the sect to produce a martial arts master than in the southern Xinjiang and northern wilderness? Then you think about it again, whether it is Brahma or the Black Abyss, as long as the martial artist reaches the sympathy of heaven and man, he can basically receive the spiritual will to descend, which is nothing more than the difference between fewer ordinary teachers and more caregivers. But for the sect's grandmasters, when they manifest the true intent of the martial arts, you can know the difference between it and receiving the spiritual intent by perceiving it carefully. Zen Xin's brows suddenly furrowed, thoughtful.

After a few breaths, he looked up with a hint of surprise, even disbelief, in his eyes.

"According to the meaning of the Pavilion Master, could it be that the true meaning of the martial arts corresponding to the seven sects of the sect is actually not in the world where we are. It is similar to the legend of the gods and monsters of the Northern Wilderness tribe, similar to the things of the heavenly demons in the underworld, and if you fall into the mortal world, you will make waves and bring disaster to the world? The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion lowered his eyes and let out a low sigh,

"The old man is not standing at a high enough height, and his vision is not deep, so he doesn't know the specific reason. I only know that the speculation of the Zen Heart Buddha seems to be a bit outrageous, and even I was extremely surprised when I heard it, and I had to admire the young man for having so many ideas and flexible ideas. ”

"Back to the pavilion master, the younger generation has always wanted to figure out the secret of the dark abyss, so he often thinks about it, but it has become a lot of thoughts, and he has lost the cleanliness and clarity of the former spiritual platform."

"Spotty is not necessarily good, chaos is not necessarily bad, everything depends on how you look at it. However, hearing what you said about the Heavenly Demon of the Underworld, the old man suddenly remembered a very strange person he met on the way from west to east. He looks quite ordinary, but in perception he is a distorted and entangled shadow, as if out of place with his surroundings, but he can blend into it with a strange relaxation. ”

"A shadow, where's the man?" Zen's eyes lit up, and he seemed to be very interested.

"He didn't know how to live or die, he tried to sneak attack the old man, but he was naturally cut off by a sword, and it was difficult to fight back." Speaking of this, the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was silent without warning.

The next moment, he slowly turned around and looked into the distance where darkness shrouded him.

"In that direction, there are two people."

"They are like stubborn stones, and they almost hid the old man." The voice fell, and the figure of the Hidden Sword Pavilion Lord had disappeared without a trace.

Zen also turned his head to look, at first a little puzzled, but after a moment he suddenly narrowed his eyes.

"It's him!?" Suddenly, a stream of blood surged into his heart, making Zen Xin's originally calm and waveless thoughts suddenly ripple.

"He must not die, if he is killed by the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion in front of me, it will be the greatest disrespect to the Dark Abyss."

"So be sure to stop the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and it's best not to let them have any conflict with each other." Peng's loud bang.

Zen's heart stomped on the ground, and his body skyrocketed. The aura of darkness surrounded his body, attracting a large number of warriors hidden in the shadows to chase wildly in the direction where the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion had left.

In an instant, only the night mandarin was left here. The ups and downs of the situation just now, as well as the conversation between the pavilion master and Zen Xin, made her confused, and even felt at a loss.

She watched as the Pavilion Master took the first step, and Zen Xin then chased after him until both of them disappeared from the end of sight, and neither of them could fully recover from their senses.

I don't know whether to follow and catch up, or follow the original plan to go ahead and find the temporary residence of the Northern Wilderness tribe.

After thinking about it, the night mandarin duck decided to stay where it was. Respond to all changes with the same, waiting for the return of the pavilion master and his old man.

She descended the dirt slope, chose a leeward position, closed her eyes and began to recuperate. Suddenly, the night duck's heart moved, and driven by some strange and strange thought, he quietly opened his eyes through a crack.

Through the darkness of the night, all she could see was scarlet eyes. But before the night mandarin could react, a dense and uncountable number of eyes appeared around those scarlet eyes, blinking a few steps in front of her.

The night mandarin duck involuntarily opened its eyes wide, but the Tong hole shrank inward at this moment, and dense red dots were reflected inside, which was the projection of those scarlet eyes.

It was as if there was an inky wall standing there, and hundreds of eyes that seemed to be soaked in blood stared at it, as if countless small crimson lights were lit up and dimmed.

The night duck swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the spirit shivered. Even if it's just the first one, it's enough to be wary in this situation.

And now it's all over the place. Chaotic, evil, cold and bloody...... This is the first intuitive feeling of the night duck.

Without any hesitation, and without any big movements, the double swords behind his back, one long and one short, fell directly into the hands of the night duck.

"Yin and Yang are combined, and the two instruments rotate!" The night duck slashed out with a male and female sword like lightning. Swish! The cold light pierced the void, and the killing machine was cold.

A sword was slashed out, but the night duck didn't even look at it, didn't even think about it, and walked directly to the rear.

Katsa! There were a few more cracks in the ground beneath your feet. Night Mandarin's face was gloomy and gloomy, and he slowly lowered his head and looked at his shoulder.

There, I don't know when an extra pitch-black palm will appear. It is like a changing shadow, and in this dark and dead environment, it gives people an inexplicable and terrifying feeling.

Five fingers twisted and twisted, easily locking her mind and body, unable to even move again.

Goo Dong! It was as if there was a sound of swallowing. Below the dirt slope, a wisp of cloth drifts away in the wind. There were a few more drops of blood on the ground, and the night mandarin duck that was still standing here had disappeared and disappeared without a sound.

In the depths of the dark wilderness, two figures stood side by side.

"What are you thinking?" Ni Yan's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and all the qi around his body was constricted, as if he had completely melted into the darkness.

"I'm thinking about Emperor Wu's understanding of the Imperial Seal." Wei Tao responded casually, still thinking hard.

When he was in Mianlong Town, Jiusheng Mountain, his evaluation of Emperor Wu was four words. That's unfathomable.

After his strength increased again, he once again recalled the power of the two imperial seals, and the evaluation he came to was still unfathomable.

Moreover, this is the situation when the emperor's corpse has just recovered from that crack, and the divine will obsession with the physical body has not yet been tempered and rounded.

Now that a period of time has passed, who knows what kind of promotion this former number one in the world will have and what level of height.

Therefore, Wei Tao did not have much surprise for the great enemy of Brahma in the Northern Wilderness, but felt a little empathy and understanding.

It can be seen that the Huangji Seal has great potential and is definitely worth in-depth study. It was also under the impetus of this thought that after incorporating several spiritual intents into the Imperial Seal, he wanted to go further, but encountered unprecedented problems.

Ni Yan asked again,

"The junior brother has already sympathized with heaven and man and has become the Emperor Pole Grandmaster, could it be that in the follow-up cultivation, he has encountered another problem that is difficult to solve?" Wei Tao nodded, there were many doubts in his tone,

"After returning from Lingyungang, I tried to integrate the four spiritual intentions of Brahma Black Abyss and Luo Cha Weak Water into the exercises, although there were occasional twists and turns during the period, the whole process was smooth and smooth."

"However, after returning to the mountain gate, I was thinking, since Brahma's spiritual intention is the will, and the true meaning of the Xuanwu is also the meaning, then why can't it also be integrated into the Emperor's Extreme Dharma Seal?" Ni Yan's eyes flashed, like autumn water,

"Senior Brother Wei tried, but in the end failed?" Wei Tao smiled,

"If you fail at the end of the process, it doesn't seem to me to be a failure, it's just a temporary failure. It's like if you go to the back of a road and find that it can't be opened, then find a way to get it through, even if you can't get through it in the end, it can be regarded as seeing the scenery on the road in front. But after so many attempts, I found that I wanted to integrate the true intent of martial arts into the Imperial Pole, but there was no way at all, let alone failure halfway, and I couldn't even find the entrance to failure. He frowned and sighed,

"Then it leads to another question, that is, what is the difference between the spiritual intentions such as Brahma Black Abyss and the true intentions such as the Xuanwu Ghost Car?"

"Huh!?" Ni Yan was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed. In her sight, a ray of light crept out from the depths of darkness.

It started from nothing, from small to large. In an instant, he had passed through a large area of dark void, and was still rapidly expanding the scope of his envelope.

Ni Yan squinted his eyes reluctantly, staring at the light that dispelled the darkness, and a thought quietly rose from the bottom of his heart, and then quickly occupied his entire mind.

This sword light ...... Stronger than any swordsman she'd ever seen before. Rumble! The air was torn apart.

Wei Tao took a step forward at this moment and stood in front of her. Then a punch is slowly thrown forward. Rumble!

The fist seal of the Yuan Fetus fell, and the darkness surged endlessly. It was as if a large area of space had been turned upside down, pressing towards the sword light cover.

A large expanse of brilliant sparks suddenly erupted in mid-air. There was also a crunch sound that bordered on a wail in Katsa, which spread at the same time.

Wei Tao withdrew the punch mark and looked down at the ground a few steps away. There lay a long sword lying horizontally.

He smashed it into two pieces with a single punch. The body of the sword was still trembling slightly, as if it had spirituality and life, and wanted to soar up again and slash through the void.

"There wasn't even a person, but a sword came?"

"Could it be that this is a flying sword, and I have seen the legendary Aerial Sword Technique?" Wei Tao stretched out his hand and grabbed it, put the two severed swords in his palm, and put them in front of his eyes to observe carefully.

He didn't see anything, he just put his hands together, and then rubbed it, and turned this non-ordinary long sword into two balls of scrap iron, no longer shining like before.

In the distance, the face of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion changed slightly, and his expression was surprised. can break the sword in the flesh, or break his sword, this person is definitely the great master of the anode horizontal training.

But that's not the point. Even if it is an anode horizontal practice, he has more than one way to grind the other party to death little by little.

What really surprised the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master was the Xuanwu Wuji True Intent that suddenly erupted just now. The Void Xuanwu attracted the dark and dead qi, and the cloud mist lock of Wuji's scattered hands covered it, so the person who had just made a move should be the Yang Heng Xuanwu Wuji Grandmaster.

"Being able to practice three time-consuming and labor-intensive exercises at the same time to the realm of such a story, this person's talent and qualifications are by no means comparable to ordinary martial artists. Even the old man's long-dormant state of mind has to give birth to a trace of waves. The Hidden Sword Pavilion Lord exhaled lightly and reached out to press the sword box he was carrying behind him.

Swish! Three more swords came out of their sheaths silently, and flew towards the depths of darkness. Wei Tao was still looking for the traces of the Hidden Sword Pavilion Master, and his heart moved inexplicably.

There was also an ethereal voice, which sounded quietly from the depths of consciousness at the same time.

"The way to view the sky, the journey to the sky, all the way!"

"It turned out to be a three-talented sword killer, so it is not a hidden sword pavilion sword master who is hidden in the shadows, but at least four great sword masters." Wei Tao sensed the cold killing machine coming to his face, and stepped forward again.

The Yuan Fetus was printed, and the fists suddenly covered the body with cloud pattern black scales, and sharp bone spurs burst out, stirring the dark and dead air, and smashed forward.

But at the last moment, when he saw clearly the three long swords flying alone, but still didn't see the swordsman who was killing the sword on the opposite side, he suddenly changed his mind.

Silently, the Yuan Fetus transforms into the Emperor. In an instant, the darkness dissipated like a tide, and the four spiritual intentions manifested at the same time, firmly enveloping the three rusty long swords.

Then scarlet silk gushed out, intertwined and twisted, weaving a large net and falling down. Airplanes!

The Sancai Killing Sword trembled violently and broke through the air to move forward. But it was like a flying insect getting into the viscous glue, and every step forward was extremely difficult, and after cutting off the mystical silk, it was finally entangled by the left three circles and the right three circles, and lost all the ability to maneuver.

Wei Tao beckoned lightly and brought the three long swords closer to him. Sensing a trace of killing intent contained in each of them, he immediately smiled with joy on his face, and even the depression caused by the sneak attack was swept away.

The face of the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion in the distance changed again. He used the Sancai Killing Sword as a means of response, and was ready to use the killing intent to open the gap, aiming at the horizontal training of the anode body, but he didn't expect it to be useless again.

And this time, he was even more surprised.

"What kind of exercise is this?"

"Brahma Black Abyss and Luo Cha Weak Water are so harmoniously integrated, and in turn, they cut off my connection with the Sancai Killing Sword, which is simply unseen and unheard of."

"The Northern Wilderness Sect cultivates the four spiritual senses in unison, what kind of person can achieve this level?" The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion took a deep breath of cold air, and for a while he was a little hesitant to continue or not.

With the four spiritual intent body, he has no chance of winning if he makes a random move like just now. If you really want to fight, either the sword box is wide open and you can use your sword skills to fight the enemy.

Either you have to really stand in front of each other and have a fight with them with your housekeeping skills. Or the two means are shared, and at all costs, the other party will be killed here.

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion thought about it for two breaths, and finally decided to forget it. There is no need to have a life-and-death confrontation with this mysterious and powerful warrior at this time and place.

He has cultivated swords since he was a child, and what he cultivated was pure sword intent that was indomitable, but it was by no means stubborn and stubborn.

Being able to advance and retreat, knowing oneself and knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is also a valuable quality for a swordsman. In many classics of the Sword Pavilion, there is indeed a saying that only the ability is extreme to affection, and the ability to be extreme to the sword, but many disciples have misunderstood the true meaning and embarked on a path that can be called twisted and crazy.

Thinking of this, the Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was about to turn around and leave. At this moment, a sharp cry suddenly sounded in his ears, bringing a large area of blood-colored light.

There is also a looming red flame, looming in the dark night, forming a rising lotus platform.

The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was slightly stunned, and an incredible thought flashed in his heart.

"This is the true meaning of the ghost car, the karmic fire red lotus."

"My hidden swordsmanship can condense qi and conceal my body, just a little insignificant mood fluctuation, and I was discovered by him."

"So, this person is the one who has received the four spiritual intents into the body, the Xuanwu Wuji Lingming Qinglian Henglian Horizontal Cultivation Grand Master!?"

"Ordinary martial artists can sympathize with heaven and man with a kind of exercise, which is already a fortunate thing worthy of great joy. This person has four spirits and five senses, and it is really hard to imagine what kind of talent and qualifications he must have to achieve this level. ”

It seems that he can't leave, so he has to stay and see the true face of this mysterious person. At the thought of being about to fight against the Great Grandmaster of the Four Spirits and Five Senses, my sword heart, which I had cultivated for decades, couldn't help but feel a little excited and excited. ”

"Huh!?" The Lord of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was about to turn back to his body, but he suddenly stopped moving. His hole shrank slightly, and a distorted and entangled shadow appeared in his eyes, appearing on his side.

There was also a pitch-black palm, spreading five fingers, silently falling towards his shoulder.

A little further away. Wei Tao's nine changes, looking at the gods, and the red lotus of karma finally captured the figure hidden deep in the shadows.

"Sure enough, he lives up to the name of the sword master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, this old guy's ability to restrain his qi and hide his body is almost as unheard of as Sun Xiyue."

"However, I finally found you." Wei Tao was just about to take a step forward, his brows jumped suddenly, and the five fingers of his right hand opened into claws, grabbing directly towards the empty space on one side.

His right arm suddenly thickened and swelled, and the moire black scales covered his body, and sharp fingers and claws grew, and he pressed down with force.

Katsa! Unexpectedly, his cohesive grasp actually missed, and the thick and sharp fingers collided together, making a metallic sound, and bursting into a dazzling spark.

"Senior Brother Wei, your left." At this moment, Ni Yan's voice came quickly. Wei Tao quickly turned his head, and a distorted shadow came into view.

Almost at the same time, the shadow had wrapped around his body, and then contracted inward. Katsa!

Kacha Kacha! Wei Tao's body was slightly deformed at the beginning, and the twisted and entangled black shadow behind it couldn't be entangled at all, and there were even faint signs of being broken.

His face was expressionless, his bones making a series of crunching sounds. The body quickly expanded and expanded, and was tightly bound, and a wrestling stalemate was formed between the two.

The Twisted Black Shadow kept increasing its strength, but it still couldn't wrap around it. The moire black scales emerged from under the skin, and thick and sharp barbs bulged out of the joints, directly pushing the black shadow that enveloped him into sharp arcs.

Swish...... The twisted shadow dissipated without warning. Rumble! Suddenly, without the restraint of external forces, Wei Tao instantly swelled to a height of more than Zhang Xu, and the long tail of the snake behind him flicked wildly, smashing the hard ice and snow ground out of the pitch-black crack.

He slowly turned around and looked in the direction of the dark shadows, a pair of scarlet eyes that shone with an angry and furious light.