Chapter 43: Gathering the Spring Spirit
"Forbidden? The last time I ordered it, it was said that I didn't have enough longevity, can this forbidden technique be opened? Wang Ping thought of this, stretched out his hand and clicked.
"Opening is like waking up from a dream, it takes two hundred years, is it open?" On the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, a scarlet font appeared.
Wang Ping swallowed his throat, stretched out his trembling hand, and cautiously nodded no!
"If this is turned on, won't my foundation be in vain?" Wang Ping is really afraid that if he accidentally clicks on it, the two hundred years will be gone!
"This Book of Ten Thousand Demons doesn't explain what this forbidden technique is for, if I can use this secret technique to kill Wang Hao, two hundred years of life, I can accept it!" Wang Ping said to himself in a cold tone.
Everything on the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, Wang Ping didn't exchange it, after all, no matter which one he needs, he needs to pay his longevity!
"Last time, the Book of Ten Thousand Demons saved my life, and I was about to leave my ten-year life, I think the other party's attack is not strong, otherwise it wouldn't be able to stop it for ten years!" Wang Ping still feels very sorry for the loss of ten years of life.
"Although you now have a spiritual bone and spiritual vein, but you have no spiritual root, according to the method of cultivation, your future prospects will inevitably be limited, you can do it and cherish it!" Lord Demon Venerable sighed.
"Is the spiritual root really that important?" Wang Ping couldn't help but ask again.
"It's very important, heaven and earth are divided into five elements, yin and yang! Cultivators, whether they are demons, ghosts, or immortals, are all among the five elements.
In the later stage of cultivation, you need to unite the five elements to be eligible to walk on the Great Dao, and you are destined to miss the Great Dao without spiritual roots! The Demon Venerable's hazy voice explained.
"Then how far can I cultivate?" Wang Ping couldn't help but ask.
"You'll know when the time comes!"
Wang Ping frowned slightly and said, "Knock down the Demon Tower, can't I do it in my life?" ”
"If nothing else, it should be, but before it came to the end, who knows the outcome?" Demon Venerable's voice was already so hazy.
"Lord Demon Venerable, on the Spirit Mountain, did you participate in the killing of me by Yuanxin?" Wang Ping is not a fool, when he heard the words of the Demon Venerable, plus the Demon Venerable asked him to cultivate the Heavenly Buddha Treasure before.
He was vaguely aware that he seemed to have been sold, although he didn't know who the Demon Venerable had sold him to.
"Haha!" The hazy voice of the Demon Venerable remembered in Wang Ping's mind: "You are very keen, you can actually guess that this seat is related to that trivial matter, your mind is not simple!" For the first time, Demon Venerable also praised Wang Ping's thoughts.
Wang Ping has never been stupid, he just doesn't want to accept something a lot of the time, and he doesn't want to speculate about anything.
But after this pursuit and killing, he understands that if he wants to live, he must do a lot of things he is unwilling to do, and he must adapt to it!
"Don't worry, before you are still valuable, this seat will not give you up!" Demon Venerable didn't deny that incident, although there was no figure of her in that incident, but she actually knew about it.
"Can't you tell me?" Wang Ping asked.
"You cultivate well, as long as this seat is not disappointed, you will not be in danger, if you really lose your value, when the time comes, you will know."
"Okay!" Wang Ping didn't ask any more.
When Wang Ping broke through the retreat in Tianmen City, Su Wenjun had been waiting in Quanling Mountain for ten days, and she hadn't waited for anyone until now.
However, in Quanling Mountain, there are many people here, most of them are Jindan monks.
It seems that they are all people who want to come here to fish in troubled waters.
Su Wenjun didn't pay attention to this at all.
Su Wenjun leaned on the bench alone, under the sunlight, his complexion was as crystal as jade, like a new moon and halo, like flowers and trees piling up snow.
Su Wenjun sighed and said to the young woman beside him: "Pavilion Master, let the people of Miaoyin Pavilion retreat two hundred miles, otherwise, I am afraid that this person will not appear." ”
"Wenjun, why don't you forget it, come back to Miaoyin Mountain with me, for the sake of a disciple, it's not worth risking your life like this." The young woman wore a veil and couldn't see clearly, but from her noble and elegant temperament, it could be judged that she was the contemporary master of Miaoyin Pavilion: Miao Luoling.
"You know, she's my niece, and I can't let her die." Su Wenjun said indifferently, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"But, we're all gone, who's going to protect you?" Miao Luoling said worriedly.
"It's enough to have Master here, let's go quickly!" Su Wenjun said again.
Miao Luoling thought for a moment, knowing that Su Wenjun's mind had been decided, so he didn't say anything more, but left with Miao Yin Pavilion and the others.
This time, in order to protect Su Wenjun, Miaoyin Pavilion has dispatched almost half of the powerhouses, such a lineup, as long as the opponent is not the six major forces, or the Heavenly Sword Tower, can basically walk sideways in Lingzhou.
When everyone on Quanling Mountain saw that the people in Miaoyin Pavilion had withdrawn, they thought that this was the end of the matter, but they found that Su Wenjun had no intention of leaving, she still leaned on the bench alone, although she couldn't see her true face, but her hot posture alone was enough to make many people reverie.
"Why are all the people in Miaoyin Pavilion gone?"
"Nonsense, I've been waiting for so long, and the other party hasn't appeared yet, so I'm naturally afraid, Miaoyin Pavilion has brought so many people, can you go to Lingshan to make trouble? The person who caught Xue Qin'er dared to appear like this? ”
"This Miaoyin Pavilion is gone, isn't it very dangerous for Su Wenjun?"
"Danger? The Jindan Great Perfection is almost half a step old, what danger can there be? ”
"Jindan Great Perfection? You're in the early stages of Jindan, how do you know? Could it be that your spiritual sense is stronger than the other party's? ”
"I have cultivated a pair of water spirit eyes, and Su Wenjun has no intention of hiding his cultivation, so I can naturally see it." The white-clothed Taoist said very proudly.
"Then can you tell how many Jindan Dzogchen monks are present?"
"Everyone used a concealment technique, and they couldn't see it." In fact, it's not that he can't see it, it's because casting the Water Spirit Eye consumes too much spiritual sense, and it is naturally impossible for him to use it at will.
And even if you see the strength of the other party, you can't talk too much.
"You're too shabby, aren't you?" Someone said.
"It's okay." The white-clothed Taoist said with a smile: "Forget it, I haven't seen anyone for so many days, I'm afraid it's no show, I'll take a step first, I wish you good luck." The white-clothed Taoist clenched his fists and said goodbye.
Several people around him were a little puzzled, why did they suddenly want to leave?
Before everyone could react, the white-clothed Taoist walked towards the bottom of the mountain, and he didn't even fly in the sky?
Maybe you're afraid of being targeted, right?
His name is Bai Yujian, and he is a casual cultivator, and he came here to see if he could get lucky and get a wisp of immortal energy.
It's just that he found that this bureau is not something that a small fish and shrimp like him can participate in at all.
When he walked into the woods, his steps were a little faster, and he looked very anxious.
When Bai Yuji walked to the foot of the mountain, he flew directly into the sky.
At this moment, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and the speed of the sky flight was also trying his best, as if there was a ghost chasing him behind him.
It wasn't until he flew out of a hundred miles that he fell out of breath, and the whole person was lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, he had exhausted his mana at the moment, just to escape from Quanling Mountain.
Bai Yuchen panted and said, "Ma Dan, when did the old monster rot the street?" Lao Tzu has never encountered one in more than 100 years of cultivation, and this time I came to Quanling Mountain and found four or five? ”
Bai Yujian fled from Quanling Mountain so frantically, naturally because he found the traces of Yuanying Monk, although he couldn't see the specific cultivation of the other party, but he could be sure that it was definitely not the coercion of the Jindan period.
He simply glanced at it with his water spirit eyes, and found that there were four or five of them with that astonishing coercion.
Although the other party tried his best to hide his coercion and aura, Shui Lingmu still saw some clues.
"After the people of Miaoyin Pavilion left, these old monsters only went up the mountain, it seems that they are also afraid of Miaoyin Pavilion.
The background of the great forces is really not ordinary, and even the old monsters are so jealous. Bai Yuzhen sighed and shook his head helplessly: "With so many primordial old monsters appearing, it seems that the secret of immortal qi should be true." ”
After Bai Yujin took a pill, he stood up and patted the dust on his body, looked at the direction of Quanling Mountain and said, "Hey, I don't know how many people will die this time?" ”
Just when he retracted his gaze, he suddenly saw someone flying with a sword in the air, and there was a man and a woman standing on the black knife, because the other party was too fast, Bai Yuzhen did not see the other party's appearance clearly, and could only distinguish that it was a man and a woman.
"I'll go, I've seen Edgeworth a lot, but it's the first time I've seen Edgeworth!"
The sword is long, the front end is pointed, the rear end has a short handle, and there are blades on both sides, which is convenient to control the direction in flight, but the knife is a one-sided blade, and if the sword is a royal knife, it is easy to deviate from the influence of the wind, so Bai Yuzhen has basically never seen the imperial sword.
"No, I think I've seen that knife somewhere?" Bai Yujin thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember where he had seen this knife.
It wasn't until he flew away in the sky and flew for a while that he remembered where he had seen the knife, and Bai Yuzhen exclaimed: "! It's the Heavenly Sword of the Heavenly Sword Tower! ”
He couldn't imagine what would happen on Quanling Mountain, but no matter what happened, he wouldn't go, and now he would go as far as he could!
A day later.
A pitch-black figure slowly fell from the sky above Quanling Mountain like snow, and the man was wearing a black hat, and under the black hat, he also wore a black mask.
Su Wenjun looked coldly at the man in black who fell, she observed the other party through her spiritual sense, but found that she couldn't see through the other party's appearance at all.
Through spiritual sense, she could only see that the other party was a man, as for the realm? In Su Wenjun's spiritual sense, the other party was like a mortal.
He was carrying a woman in white in his hand, and that woman was Xue Qin'er of Miaoyin Pavilion.
Xue Qin'er's clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fair and flawless skin revealed a faint red pink, but it looked like her body was a little stiff, and at a glance, she knew that she was being controlled.
The man in black stood suspended in the air, his eyes naturally looking at Su Wenjun.