It's a shocking sword.

It has brought an indescribable shock to many people in the yang world.

But such an ending does not seem to have brought more changes to Su Musha, except for the top of the mountain not far away, worshipping the soulless body that kneels in submission.

He was still sitting there as usual.

But in the depths of the void, there are fewer and fewer eyes looking at it.

The hanging sword is still there.

Ghost Yuzi used his own body to test the sword, and the cultivators also knew the sharpness of the blade.

In silence, Su Musha looked into the distance.

It was a somewhat bright sight, so bright that it even made Su Musha feel a little dazzling.

Qingmeng Fairy.

Entering the fairyland.

Her bearing is becoming more and more extraordinary.

Three thousand years after seizing the sky, in the void, she had seen the three high mountains of this yang world.

In the long years to come, she was the only one who set her eyes on this high mountain.

Cultivators see themselves, sentient beings, and heaven and earth, and these are different stages.

Only when you see yourself can you realize the true nature of the Tao, and only then can you have the mentality of diligence and courage on the long road of life.

Only when we see sentient beings can we realize that the red dust is disturbed, all beings are suffering, and only longevity is free, and it cannot be easier.

Only when we see heaven and earth can we understand where immortality is, where the end of the road is, and how we should go on.

The first two are still being artificialized, but the latter requires more courage.

There is a great terror between heaven and earth.

There is a great creation between heaven and earth.

Even if you just look at it, it is a search for life from death.

And the Qingmeng Fairy here, who has seen Su Musha, has more than a glance.

She is the first generation of monks of the New Dao, but her vision and realm have far surpassed her peers.

Even after seeing this sword, she was not only timid, but also had the pride of putting life and death aside.

Su Musha has almost concluded that it may not be too long before the Qingmeng Fairy will come and invite Su Musha to fight, a battle of life and death.

Even such a determination would be stronger than the thought of her ascension.

I'd rather die in the process of searching.

"A good road to immortality, partial life is like this, you can't advance, you can't retreat......"

"Girl, we still have a long way to go, whether we see the world or the world, or if we don't see the world, in the years to come, let's talk slowly......"

……

The day after saying this, Bo Kuizi dragged his old body and stood in front of Su Musha.

He's in a bad shape.

The avenue was fixed, and he broke his luck in suppressing longevity in the past.

The shriveled and flabby body barely maintained his remaining vitality, like a candle in the wind.

The visible death qi lingered in the qi and blood, and began to erode the foundation of his penance in the past, gradually entangled with his Tao and Dharma.

The dry white hair ran wild like a withered weed.

He just stood there, and before he could speak, his heavy wheezing sound was like a broken bellows.

"Venerable, I'm afraid I'm going to die. ”

Su Musha didn't speak directly, but just stood up and held Bo Kuizi's arm, with a bright light flashing in his palm.

The supreme treasure medicine was refined into a pure vitality source in the Dao Fire in an instant, and it was covered by Su Mu into Bo Kuizi's body.

The Qi of time permeated the two of them, and the aura of the forbidden Dao was locked in it.

This is a paradoxical method with seizing the heavens.

Su Musha reversed the years on Bo Kuizi's body in a short period of time, and used that supreme treasure medicine as a guide to suppress the surging death qi in Bo Kuizi's body.

This is a palliative approach to the cause.

Even in the monk's lifetime, he can only continue this method once, or he can only survive for a few days.

"After a thousand years of separation, they have turned around, and it will be in these few days, but Bokui Daoyou, you have to think about it, this method is just our deduction, and it has not yet been confirmed......"

In fact, in the face of this matter, Su Musha was more cautious than anyone else.

Yang World Immortal Method.

No matter which step is missing, it is the end of death.

Bo Kuizi's dry palm like a chicken's claw suddenly pressed on Su Musha's arm, and at this moment, the old man suddenly burst out with unprecedented strength.

"Venerable, cultivation is like mountaineering, one step at a time, there is not much time to wait, it is better to think about progress, not to stop in one thought!

In silence, Su Musha didn't speak again, but just waved his hand to tear apart the void barrier.

A jade talisman was crushed by Su Musha.

Several streams of light escaped, submerged into the void turbulence, and disappeared in an instant, without a trace.

……

On the same day, Jianbo Zhenren returned, he visited the ancient monuments, and obtained the true inheritance of the ancient weapon cultivation, which was the source of the ancient sword cultivation, and even one of the several major sources of the Yangshi Dao weapon.

Mr. Qinghe also returned, his current bearing is better than in the past, between the empty steps, it is clearly a thin figure, but in the eyes of everyone, it is like the mountains falling, as if the general trend of heaven and earth is all in his body.

For thousands of years, Mr. Qinghe has re-walked the ancient road of the first line of the earth's master, witnessed the traces of many sages, and many people have walked out of different paths, but there are thousands of ways in the world, often different paths to the same end, and between mutual confirmation, Mr. Qinghe is destined to be extraordinary here.

And then returned, is Minghong Lao Dao and Xuanji Fairy, even if there are thousands of years of long years, their harvest is also very limited, too many immortals left, already in the long years of their own masters, they only found a lot of scattered objects, and even a lot of antiquities, they can only sense the immortal artistic conception on it, but can not distinguish, the corresponding immortals of antiquities.

Ming Hong Lao Dao and Su Musha looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and shook their heads again, the two of them, in the past, had used different means one after another, and they had witnessed the ascension of others, and it was not the first time that they had sensed immortal matter.

The remnants of immortal matter in these antiquities are very limited.

Most of them are based on the handwriting of the immortals in the past, and occasionally there are utensils, and most of them are the robes and clothes of the immortals at the end of the realm.

It is contaminated with the breath of immortality, but it is destined to be very thin and cannot directly point to the origin of immortals.

Exhausting all these ancient artifacts, it may only be able to support a few refining tools, which also takes into account the loss when rerefining Dao weapons, and perhaps the half-step immortal weapons that can be completed in the end are only in one palm.

Minghong Lao Dao looked pensive.

He traveled for thousands of years, searching for antiquities, and perhaps he himself resisted Su Musha's words in the past.

Lao Dao saw the soulless body kneeling outside the cave.

After all, Su Musha still put his mind on the new Dao cultivators.

Whether you still have good thoughts in your heart, or try to live tenaciously.

Su Musha never persuaded him.

This is destined to be the knot in the heart that Minghong Lao Dao needs to use for a long time to dilute his feelings.

……

waited like this, until the moon was bright in the sky, and the void barrier outside the dojo was torn apart again.

Lingyunzi and Hong Yangzi have returned from the Yangshi Jedi.

The two of them were in the dust, and even Ling Yunzi had faint scars on his body.

It was the traces of millennia in the Jedi.

was somewhat embarrassed, but there was a glint in the eyes of the two.

"Venerable, innate prohibition!

Rao is Su Musha's state of mind couldn't help but be shocked.

He stood there, looking around at the cultivators.

"Since that's the case, let's start! Bo Kuizi Daoist, first comprehend the ancient method of refining the weapon, and practice the origin dao weapon......"

As he spoke, the blazing Dao fire in Bo Kuizi's palm had been ignited, reflecting the figures of everyone, and it was extremely long and long in the night......

The firelight danced, reflecting Su Musha's face.

Cloudy and sunny.

That's how it all unfolded.

His eyes were fixed on the dancing flames.

Su Musha thought like this, maybe one day, he would hate himself today, and he would hate what he did.

Perhaps......

But there is no way back.