Li Changsheng's strength and aura leaked for a moment, and then quickly converged. It is impossible for him to lose control of his strength in this kind of cultivation, unless he encounters something that is enough to shake his state of mind.

There has always been such a saying in the cultivation world, once you have been in the world for 800 years, you will see that there are no relatives in the world.

This phrase describes the monk's retreat without knowing the passage of time, and by the time the monk awakens from his meditation, 800 years have passed, and his family and friends have died. Eight hundred years of that is an exaggeration, and the vast majority of monks do not even have an eight-hundred year lifespan. When he first entered Jindan at the age of 500, Jindan consummation is only another hundred years.

There is only one golden pill out of 1,000 monks, only one yuan baby out of 10,000 monks, and one hundred thousand monks may not produce a god.

Not in 800 years, but 80 years is the average number of monks in retreat. The monks who are in retreat for the first time will meet with their families, and if the relatives are mortal, some people will have a feast, called an early burial.

It is to practice parting, and it is also to entrust people to take care of their families. Li Changsheng has seen the early burial of many people, and he is very happy and relieved, and most of them are reluctant to strengthen his Taoist heart with the monks.

Mortals have the best stage of learning to read, and monks have a similar time. If a monk wants to impact the Jindan realm, before the age of 100 is the best period, otherwise the qi and blood of the mortal fetus will inevitably decline. Even if it's just one step closer to Jindan, it can increase the chance of getting a pill.

It was as if God had cut off the red dust for the monks, and they would either be separated from mortals forever, or abandon their path.

Cutting off the red dust is like a child leaving his parents for the first time to go to kindergarten, and there are often people who cry heartbreakingly, and there are many people who give birth to demons. So there are people who have been extradited into the sect since childhood, they have no mundane concerns, and naturally there is no red dust to be cut off.

Is this the case?

Their elders will die even if they are monks, and many monks will not accept disciples until they are old, and they may also be separated from life and death in a retreat.

Li Changsheng didn't think that he would face this situation, because all his relatives in the mortal world had died, long before he entered the Tao. Later, my wife only met me on her deathbed, and to be honest, I was sad, but it was not an unexpected thing.

People must be prepared to endure far more than usual.

The two of them entered the cultivation for various reasons, and eventually reunited in the cultivation world.

Now it seems that I can't escape, I can't escape, and this is also part of my practice.

Li Changsheng's mind had never been so complicated since he entered the Dao, and at this moment, his passion and six desires seemed to have all returned. But it doesn't seem to have come back completely, at least his face is as cold as ever, so calm that people can't see that he has anything to do with the Sword Immortal.

In the eyes of the young man of the Sword Sect, it was just a sparse and ordinary inquiry. A cultivator who had just come out of retreat inquired about the changes in the current world, and when he heard that the sword immortal was dead, a moment of surprise made him leak his breath.

This person's cultivation is at least a primordial infant, or even a god.

The young man of the Sword Sect guessed that he only had the cultivation of the peak of foundation building now, and he could not judge what the cultivation of the aura that shook the vision of heaven and earth just now was. But it was definitely not a movement that could be triggered by the Jindan period, because not long ago, he killed a Jindan stage blood demon.

Seeing that Li Changsheng hadn't spoken for a long time, Le Xiaoqi couldn't help but pull the corners of the other party's clothes and called, "Dao Chief. Chief"

Such an instant pulled Li Changsheng back to reality, he shook his head slightly, and there was not much emotion on his face. Looking up again, he said to the young man, "Where did you die?" Can there be a grave? ”

“……”

The young man of the Sword Sect was silent, obviously not intending to speak. Regarding the affairs of the ancestors in the door, even if you know it, you can't talk nonsense.

Li Changsheng saw through the other party's thoughts at a glance, and a wisp of sword intent was slightly raised around his fingertips, and the sword behind the young man began to clang.

"This ...... This is?! The young man took a half step back, his face full of horror, and his voice was so loud that it suppressed the crowd of traders around him.

But the strange thing is that no one noticed them, the little Taoist priest has long been accustomed to this, this is a kind of immortal magic. In the words of the Taoist chief, they are blind, and the people around them cannot see them.

The young man did not notice this scene, and his attention was all focused on the man in front of him. This unknown powerhouse actually has the aura of the supreme infinite sword intent on his body, which is the highest mastery of the Sword Sect.

Could it be that he is a senior of the Sword Sect? This is the only way to go.

Compared to the Taishang Wuji Sword Intent being stolen, he was more willing to believe that the other party was a certain senior of the Sword Sect. Because the Taishang Wuji Sword Intent needs to be learned from the Heavenly Sword, the possibility of stealing learning is fundamentally eliminated.

Being able to touch the Heavenly Sword is no different from the true legend.

"Junior Lu Changzhi, the ninety-sixth generation true legend of the Sword Sect, I have seen my predecessors."

Lu Changzhi bowed his hand, this time it was sincere respect.

Then he no longer concealed it, and told everything he knew.

"The Sword Immortal did not leave any record of her, and many of her contemporaries have been seated. If the seniors want to know, they can ask the elders in the door, and now there are difficulties in the door, and I hope the seniors will help. ”

Now the person who knows the Sword Immortal needs to cultivate at least Yuanying, otherwise he won't be able to live at all. But the Yuan Infant is scarce, and Lu Changzhi knows that the Yuan Infant is only a few hands, and many of them have not shown their faces for many years.

With the current situation of the Heavenly Sword Sect, there is a great need for a Yuan Infant Stage powerhouse who has mastered the Taishang Infinite Sword Intent. If this senior can obtain the approval of the Heavenly Sword, not to mention returning to the Sword Immortal Era, at least it will not be as difficult as it is now.

"Difficult?" Li Changsheng raised his eyebrows, "You can talk carefully." ”

"Yes."

Lu Changzhi was overjoyed in his heart, and he was even more sure that this was the predecessor of their Sword Sect. 1510 told everything he knew, and he didn't even shy away from the situation of the Sword Sect.

In just a few minutes, Li Changsheng probably understood the situation of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Just like the cyclical nature of the history of dynasties, after their heyday, they will go into decline.

It's not that the Sword Sect has broken off its inheritance now or that there is no successor, it's just that their strength can't match the position given to them by Xue Ye. Sitting in the first position in the world, but there is no power to crown the world.

Also because of the domineering of the snowy night, too many enemies have been set up. Both the Buddhist and Taoist factions had made enemies against her, and anyone who stood in the way of the snowy night during that period would be ruthlessly cut down by the Heavenly Sword.

Even Li Changsheng himself was like this, facing the sword light of the Heavenly Sword, he was finally ruthlessly cut down.

Now that the Sword Immortal is dead, the Heavenly Sword Sect has naturally become the target of everyone.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and the Sword Sect also dragged the world to death. If this continues, the Sword Sect will inevitably die.

"Please return to the sect to take charge of the Heavenly Sword."

Lu Changzhi bowed his head again, as if he believed that Li Changsheng had that ability. This kind of trust is not out of Li Changsheng, but an obsession.

Li Changsheng didn't break it, and said in a calm tone: "The torrent retreats bravely, and it is great wisdom." ”

"How are the people of the world?"

Lu Changzhi asked rhetorically, and he pointed to the people around him who were yellow-faced and like painted skin people.

"The world is in turmoil, and its blame for demons accounts for eight points, and killing one more demon can save ten thousand people. If I wait on a high mountain, I can live a long life, but I can't repay the people of heaven and earth. The younger generation does not dare to agree, nor does he seek to do what he does not want. ”

Le Xiaoqi blinked and said secretly: This eldest brother is a warm-hearted person, but it's a pity that he met the Taoist.

After a year of getting along, Le Xiaoqi understands that although Dao Chang is a kind and charitable person, he will never be affected by others. This kind of big truth is useless to say to the Taoist chief, it is better to kowtow directly for help.

In the words of the Taoist chief, coercing people with virtue is for villains.

Although this eldest brother has not yet reached the point of coercing people with virtue, he really speaks without any measure.

This may be sword cultivation.

Li Changsheng didn't feel angry or offended in the face of such an aggressive Lu Changzhi, he could tell the difference between the villain and the second stunned, and the person in front of him belonged to the purebred sword cultivator.

Thanks to someone, at least now he doesn't hate this kind of person.

"All things in heaven and earth are like weeds, and they continue to rotate for hundreds of generations, which is the way of heaven."

Li Changsheng's voice was close at hand, and far away in the sky. To say that it is indifferent is more like expounding a fact, without too many feelings and ups and downs.

"But I don't like the way of heaven, because the poor way is still a mortal."

Saying that, he got up from the seat and left a few copper plates, and left the stall slowly, Le Xiaoqi showed off a few mouthfuls of clear soup and then hurriedly followed behind his buttocks.

The two disappeared into the crowd like this, and Lu Changzhi hesitated a few times, but finally followed.

"Let's go to the Heavenly Sword Sect." Li Changsheng said as he walked, and Le Xiaoqi, who was wielding a wooden sword, raised his head and asked, "What are you doing there?" Does the Taoist want me to learn swords? The swordsman sounds handsome, and I used to like to listen to Mr. Teahouse talk about the young warrior of the sword. ”

As he spoke, the little Taoist priest took the wooden sword and began to make strokes, jumping up and down like this little monkey.

"It is said that a long, long time ago, there was a peerless demon in Yunzhou, he ran the thunder sword technique with one hand, and with the peerless demon sword with light, he single-handedly killed all the major sects. Millions of people died at his hands, and their heads were piled up like a mountain. ”

The corners of Li Changsheng's mouth twitched slightly, and the emotion of helplessness slightly dispelled the sadness.

Many of the legends of the mundane come from the cultivation world, and they are a kind of fantasy of mortals about immortals. Generally, after artistic creation, the story does not correspond to the facts at all.

He said: "There is no thunder sword technique, and the peerless demon sword contains only one foundation-building magic sword, and it has not killed millions of people. ”

"Why?" Le Xiaoqi asked, Li Changsheng did not shy away from saying, "Because Hanguang was broken by me." ”

At the beginning, Li Changsheng pawned Changchun Gong for this sword, but he accidentally used it at that time, and he was so distressed that he didn't sleep for several years.

"Dao Leader is too powerful!" Le Xiaoqi immediately cast a gaze of great admiration, and what he thought in his heart was naturally different from what Li Changsheng said.

"The legendary immortals all use swords, and the doctor immortal master also uses swords, and his sword name is not attacked. It is said that his swordsmanship never kills, and just like his medical skills, there is never a dead man under his hands. ”

"Don't kill the sword, don't attack." Lu Changzhi, who was following two steps away, suddenly interjected, "Our Sword Sect has a medical immortal inheritance, and now the disciples of the Sword Sect all take not killing the sword as their mental method. ”

The non-killing sword is the most peculiar swordsmanship that Lu Changzhi has ever seen, it is not lethal in itself, but it has a miraculous effect in suppressing the inner demons caused by killing. It can even make their swordsmanship sharper, and the explanation of the elders in the door is the balance of yin and yang.

"Dao Leader, I want to enter the Sword Sect!"

"The Sword Sect is not for you."

"Oh."

Le Xiaoqi's submissive attitude was diametrically opposed to his excited tone, he knew very well that he could ask for it, but he was not qualified to force it. The Taoist may tolerate his own willfulness, but he can't be so willful.

Walking out of the city, Li Changsheng waved slightly, a white cloud above the nine heavens fell at his feet, he turned his head to look at the young man and said, "By the way?" ”

Lu Changzhi was stunned for a moment, and then bowed and said, "The junior is just about to return to the sect." ”

"Come on."

The three of them rode into the air on the white clouds, and countless scrawny mortals below chased after them, shouting for the immortals to help. Countless skin-covered hands stretched out to the sky, a pair of eyes cast a pleading gaze, seeking the protection of the gods in the troubled times is the common nature of human beings.

Le Xiaoqi looked at the people below, out of human empathy, his face was inevitably unbearable.

"Will the Dao Elder really have an immortal to save them?"

He had seen too many immortals along the way, and many mortals who had not cultivated were loudly proclaiming a certain immortal, but these immortals never seemed to have manifested their spirits.

"There is no immortal who saves the world, there is just a person who goes forward and dies." Li Changsheng shook his head slightly in denial, and said: "In the end, if you want to be full, it is up to the people themselves, and all the prosperity is created for the people." ”

"And the immortal can be you or me, and people who act like gods are immortals. All the immortals were elected by the people of later generations, and the medical immortals were only mountain and wild monks at the beginning. ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Lu Changzhi's eyes widened slightly, there were few records about the Sword Immortal, and the Sword Immortal had also said the same thing.

[Don't read my name, just swing the sword]

Le Xiaoqi was still young, so he didn't think so much and raised his head and asked, "Can Dao Chang be an immortal in the world?" ”

"No, no, no."

8 days later, across thousands of mountains and rivers, finally arrived at the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At this moment, the Heavenly Sword Sect no longer has the prosperity of the past, the grass and trees are withered and glorious, and the murderous aura is soaring. The killing aura stained the clouds on the mountain peaks red, and the soldiers removed all the greenery from the mountains.

Solemn, solemn, killing, death.

This is the impression that the Heavenly Sword Sect gives to outsiders at this time, not at all like a leader of the righteous path who rules the world, supports the righteous path, and brings peace for nearly 600 years. It's like a demon gate, and it's full of demonic cultivators who kill people.

Li Changsheng and the three of them walked into it, and just halfway up the mountain, suddenly the whole mountain began to shake. The incomparable murderous aura and sword intent swept in, and countless spirit swords rooted in the Heavenly Sword Mountain soared into the sky, densely suspended above their heads.

Thousands of sharp edges hung above their necks, Lu Changzhi and Le Xiaoqi were like falling into an ice cave, and breathing became a luxury at this moment.

"Li Changsheng!"

A voice mixed with anger came from the sky, and an old Taoist priest with a thin face, white hair, and a killing eyebrow stood in the air. He held an ancient sword in his hand, and the blood-red murderous aura almost condensed into substance.

"You're not dead yet."

Li Changsheng looked up at this old man slightly, and said calmly and calmly: "You are old, senior brother of Xueye." ”

He had forgotten what the other party's name was, only remembering the senior brother of the Sword Sect and the senior brother of Xue Ye. When Xue Ye was a child, he was taken care of by the other party, and he was regarded as half a brother and sister, and the senior brother of the Sword Sect was a nagging brother, so he was often beaten by Xue Ye.

The white-haired old man asked: "Since you are not dead, why do you avoid it?" ”

"Retreat and cultivation are too much on the road of forgetfulness."

"Then let's stay in retreat."

The heavenly sword fell, like a mountain collapsing and the ground cracked, and in an instant, the sword qi traversed dozens of miles, as if it was about to cut through the surrounding mountains.

Bang!

The thunder roared, the sword qi was broken, and I saw a thunderbolt flying, and all the spirit swords in the sky turned into powder.

Li Changsheng's fingertips were pointed at the eyebrows of the old Taoist priest, and the other party would be completely destroyed if he scored half a minute. A similar scene seems to have gone back hundreds of years.

He has become stronger, and I am afraid that he has the Transformation God Realm.

"Have you entered the Transformation God Realm?"

Li Changsheng didn't answer, but asked indifferently, "What about the snowy night?" ”

Faced with this question, the old Taoist priest was silent for a while, and said, "I died, and I sat in a mundane wonton shop fifty years ago. ”

Why? Isn't she too forgetful? ”

"Her state of mind is broken, and after leveling the enemies in the world, she can no longer forget her feelings. The world thought she was dead, but she kept looking for you, and she left the Heavenly Sword day after day, year after year. I have persuaded her many times, but my junior sister is a bull temper. No one can pull back what they have identified. ”

The old Taoist priest took a deep look at Li Changsheng, and only then did he realize that something was wrong with the other party.

"You're too forgetful and broken?"

Li Changsheng didn't answer, but everything went without saying, neither of them had cultivated to be too forgetful in the end.

The old Taoist priest was also angry at this time, and sighed silently: "Creation makes people, if you came out fifty years earlier, I am afraid that my senior sister would not have died at the age of only a thousand years." Her grave is in the back mountain, you go yourself, alas."

After speaking, the old Taoist priest bent down and flew back to the main hall on the top of the mountain. And Li Changsheng stood in place for a long time, and then flew into the back mountain and found a lonely wordless grave on the hillside.

Under the loess, a lifelike woman lies in a coffin, as if she is just asleep.

Li Changsheng sat cross-legged in front of the tombstone, his eyes looked through the loess, his indifferent expression gradually softened, and his voice no longer seemed so stiff and cold.

"Snowy night, I failed. I didn't cultivate the Avenue of Forgetfulness either, so I wanted to come out and meet you again. ”

"Now that the world is in chaos, there is no more peace you killed. But it doesn't matter, if there is no one to hold the sky, I will go, just like you did back then. ”

Li Changsheng raised his hand slightly, and the Heavenly Sword flew into his palm from afar. His fingertips slid over the icy blade.

As soon as I thought of it, I was murderous.

"Mortals are powerless, and they are incapable of entering the Tao. Now I am the master of the Heavenly Sword, and I ask if there is an opponent in the world? ”

(End of chapter)