Qingyun Mountain Range is towering and towering, the tiger is located in the Central Plains, there is a big river "Hongchuan" in the shade of the mountain, Shanyang is an important town "Heyang City", choking the throat of the world, and the geographical location is very important.

Qingyun Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, the peaks rise and fall, there are seven peaks at the highest, towering into the clouds, only see the white clouds surrounding the mountainside on weekdays, do not know the true face of the mountaintop. Qingyun Mountain is densely forested, waterfalls and strange rocks, rare birds and beasts, there are many in all, the scenery is dangerous and strange, the world is famous.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, fifty miles away from the big city "Heyang", there is a small village called "Caomiao Village". There are more than 40 families living here, the folk customs are simple, and the people in the village mostly go up the mountain to collect firewood and hand it over to Qingyunmen in exchange for some silver taels to live. On weekdays, the villagers often see Qingyun disciples coming and going, with all kinds of magic, and they worship Qingyunmen, thinking that they have attained the Taoist immortal family. And Qingyunmen has always taken care of the surrounding people, and it is also quite good to the villagers here.

Long Xuan Imperial Sword flew, thinking about the vast Shenzhou and where to train, while also thinking about his own kendo path. Long Xuan's sword path is not a ruthless magic sword, nor is it a selfless and ruthless sword, he created his own "heart sword" artistic conception, but he walked the road of "unity of law and martial arts, independence of the world" sword immortal!

Since he entered the way of the sword with his own mind, he should naturally cooperate with the application of the power of nothingness. Long Xuan comprehended the first style of "Sword Cutting the Dragon": Killing Ghosts and Gods and the Second Style: Cutting the Void, and faintly comprehended the method of influencing people's hearts and the surrounding void with swordsmanship, but when he comprehended the third realm of the artistic conception of "Heart Sword", Long Xuan felt embarrassed, and the way to enter the Tao with love came to this point, whether it was the "Holy Sword" that was only affectionate and self-conscious, the sword turned at will, the mind was lucky, and the heart obeyed the gods, or the Taoist "Heavenly Sword" that was forgetful and invisible, or the "Human Sword" that was rampant and immeasurable. can be used as an advanced choice for artistic conception, but each has its own advantages, Long Xuan is unwilling to give up, so he suspended the understanding of the artistic conception of "Heart Sword" for a while, and wanted to travel more in the world before choosing!

Just as Long Xuan was pondering, he found that the heaven and earth in front of him were faintly mixed with Sanskrit singing, and pieces of pale golden lotus flowers invisible to the naked eye were bright and extinguished in the void! "Huh!" Long Xuan snorted lightly, and the mana golden pill that had been silent for a long time in the dantian suddenly came into operation, and a faint purple mark appeared in the center of Long Xuan's eyebrows, and then cracked, and a strange vertical eye suddenly appeared!

The dragon metaphysics learned from the supernatural power of the Shushan Sword Sect in the previous life - Tongtian Eye! Looking at qi, looking at luck, it is said that the cultivation is so high that you can even look up at the Nine Heavens Cave Heaven and look down at the Nine Netherworlds!

Long Xuan's eyebrows blinked, and then disappeared, but his brows were furrowed: The ceiling is wonderful, the ground is surging golden lotus, there must be a high monk and great virtue in the realm of scattered immortals in front of him, but this is the Qingyun realm, Taoism is respected, and ordinary Buddhist disciples are extremely rare, not to mention the high monks in the realm of scattered immortals, after a pause, Long Xuan thought: His understanding of Shenzhou is only through Qingyun ancient books, since he wants to go to the experience, it is better to go down and consult this monk of the traveling party!

Just do it when you think of it, Long Xuan's heart moved, and he suddenly lowered his figure, and Qingping Sword dragged him, turned into a white light, and fell towards the realm below! "I've heard Senior Brother Xiao say that this boundary seems to be a small village, called Caomiao Village!"

Monk Puzhi was very disappointed at the moment, he came to Qingyun thousands of miles away, met the head of Daoxuan, and persuaded him to practice the two true methods of Buddhism and Taoism together, or it was possible to solve the mystery of immortality, but he was politely rejected by Daoxuan Zhenren. At this time, I went down the mountain, walked to the grass temple village, and saw that it was getting late, so I planned to stay overnight in the broken temple in the village.

When I was meditating in meditation, there was a sudden warning in my heart, and I couldn't concentrate. A trace of surprise flashed in Puzhi's heart, the breath of the person who came was like an abyss like the sea, and the Taoist Zhenyuan was majestic and majestic, although he did not break through the Shangqing, but in his opinion, it was not far away!

He sighed, slowly stood up, walked towards the door, and said, "Amitabha, the unknown guest is coming, and the old monk is far away!" ”

The door opened, and I saw a handsome blue-clothed young man standing at the door, carrying two fairy swords, one green and one white, with long black flowing hair hanging down, only tied with a thin red rope, just to that station, it seemed to become the center of heaven and earth, showing the peerless style of the sword fairy!

In Long Xuan's eyes, it was a scene again, although the old monk in front of him, although his face was wrinkled, his robe was shabby, and his whole body was dirty. Only holding a string of jasper prayer beads in his hand was crystal clear, dazzling, and emitting a faint blue light. The strange thing is that among the dozen or so green jade prayer beads of the same size, smooth and clear, there is also a non-jade and non-stone, dark purple color, dull and dull round bead.

But in his gestures, it seems to fit the nature of heaven and earth, giving people a feeling of impeccableness, Long Xuan's heart is slightly cold, just the old monk's strong cultivation is not inferior to Uncle Cangsong!

"Amitabha, the old monk is Tianyin Puzhi, I don't know which Taoist friend of Qingyunmen is Xiaoyou, and the age of the weak crown has reached such a realm, and he is really talented!" Pu Zhi looked at Long Xuan carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It turned out to be one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, no wonder there is such a cultivation!" Long Xuan's mind turned sharply, with a warm smile on his face, but he saluted the old monk: "Disciple Long Xuan, he is a little disciple of the real person of the teacher Daoxuan, and he has seen Uncle Puzhi!" ”

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Daoxuan's high feet, no wonder there is such a cultivation!" Pu Zhi nodded kindly and said with a smile: "Master Long's nephew came in to talk, I don't know what is the matter with looking for the old monk?" ”

Long Xuan followed Pu Zhi into the broken temple, sat on the ground, saluted Pu Zhi, and chuckled: "The disciple wants to go out to practice, but Shenzhou is vast, I don't know where to go, and I ask my uncle to teach me!" ”

Pu Zhi nodded, his face was solemn, and said: "The land of my Shenzhou is round and vast, outside the Central Plains, the north is bitter and cold, there is a famous mountain called 'Kunlun', thousands of years ago, there are many immortals from the origin, the east is the vast and boundless sea; as for the south, there are 100,000 mountains outside the Central Plains, towering on the border, endless, where the barren mountains and bad waters, miasma poisons are innumerable, and there are more strange and strange wild barbarians in the legend, Ru Mao drinks blood, and the ferocity is extremely cruel, every time he goes out of the mountain, it is to make the people of my Central Plains suffer countless deaths and injuries, and the blood flows like a river. The southwest of China is what the world talks about as a huge swamp of death. The climate here is diametrically opposed to the wilderness of the northwest, where it rains seven or eight out of ten days of the year, and all kinds of exotic plants grow luxuriantly. This cold and damp place has always been the place where the world's great poisonous beasts and poisonous insects live, and the unique and highly toxic biogas here rises from the rotten soil in the swamp every rainy day. In addition, the bodies of animals, trees and flowers that have been soaked and rotted by rain for thousands of years have turned this place into a dangerous place, and if you accidentally take a wrong step, you will be sucked into the bottomless swamp, never see the light of day, and die miserably. This time the old monk is returning from the Western swamp! ”

As he spoke, Pu Zhi clasped his palms together, his face showed compassion, as if he remembered something bad, subconsciously glanced at a dark purple bead in his hand, and said in a low voice: "My Buddha is merciful!" ”

Following Pu Zhi's gaze, Long Xuan also noticed the strange purple bead, and under the investigation of the divine thought, his heart was slightly cold, and he said angrily: "What a fierce bead, I don't know how many creatures to slaughter to condense such evil qi!" ”

Pu Zhi closed his eyes and sighed lightly: "This is the blood-devouring bead that the black-hearted old man fought all over the world back then, the evil qi is extremely heavy, and it can suck people's essence and blood to nourish himself." When the black-hearted old man led the Demon Sect, he didn't know how many righteous people he had killed, and the old monk accidentally discovered this fierce pearl in the Western Swamp thirty years ago. The old monk then put it away with the great law of Buddhism, and then every night he carried out the secret method of subduing demons in Buddhism, deterring evil power, and never stopped for 30 years, and hung in parallel with the treasure of Buddhism "Jade Prayer Beads", with its pure air to resist the evil thoughts of devouring blood, and finally suppressed this fierce spirit...... Amitabha! ”

Long Xuan bowed slightly, but said respectfully: "Uncle Shi is merciful!" ”

Pu Zhi took the "Blood Devouring Pearl" into his arms and asked rhetorically: "Master Long, what are your plans to go down the mountain this time?" ”

"Don't hide it from Uncle Shi, the disciple went down the mountain this time to sharpen his sword path, in order to break through!" Long Xuan's eyes narrowed, and he said: "This time, I listened to my uncle's introduction, but the disciple wants to go to the 100,000 mountains in southern Xinjiang and sacrifice my sword with the blood of a foreign race!" ”

Pu Zhi was stunned when he heard this, remembering that the foreign race in southern Xinjiang was not inferior, and hundreds of people died because of their displacement, and he was also angry in his heart, so he put away the words he wanted to persuade him, and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the foreign race in southern Xinjiang, there are also powerful people, when the teacher and nephew try the sword, be cautious!" ”

"Thank you Uncle for reminding me, the disciple is awake!"

"It's getting late this time, so my nephew will rest here and set off tomorrow!"

"Uncle Xie's good intentions, in this way, the disciple will be disturbed!"