Chapter 47: The Death of the Mirror Moon
There are not many small worlds recorded in Yueshenglou, because this kind of thing is related to the survival of a sect, most of them are dense and secret, how can they be willing to show off in front of them?
Li Ji has always been very strange, since it is the world of Xianxia, what about those demons, monsters, ghosts, beasts? Few people mention it, except for the well demon in Cixi, he has been running all the way since Shuangcheng, Xichang, Shenfang, Xinyuemen, traveling thousands of miles, passing countless large and small cities, mountains, forests and rivers, hills and lakes, it is a monster that has never been seen, and this world is safe as if it was a previous life. Later, when he talked about it with Fa Yuan, the man laughed and said: "I'm afraid that you have read too many ancient books, and in the current blue sky world, there are very few monsters in the world for a long time, since ancient times, hundreds of thousands of years, what monsters have been constantly hunted and killed by human beings? Li Ji thought about it, it was true, in his previous life, on the territory of human beings, what fierce birds and beasts had not been killed.
Then the question is, this world lacks spiritual energy, demon beasts are extinct, heavenly and earthly treasures are exhausted, and spiritual stone veins are withered, so where do the cultivation resources come from? For example, the reason why the seventeen top sect forces in the Qingkong Great World are proud of Qingkong is that there are powerful people in the sect, and second, there are many small worlds in the sect to provide resources. In the northern cold continent, taking the Xuanyuan Sword Sect as an example, there are thirteen small worlds with their own characteristics on the bright side, especially the Sword Shrine Small World, the Thunder Small World, and the Skyfall Small World are the most famous, and the other small worlds also have their own differences, or rich in spirit stones, or lush spirit plants, or countless strange beasts and rare birds, which is really the foundation for the survival and development of a sect.
The same is true of other top sects, such as the Canglang Pavilion in the southernmost part of the Northern Regions, as well as the Haiyuan Small World, the Cloud Wing Small World, and so on. The top sects go down, those so-called three thousand left roads, eight hundred side doors, and generally one or two small worlds. There is only a sect like the Crescent Moon Gate, which has no fart, so there is a shortage of resources, a loss of talents, and you have to worry all day long not to be swallowed up.
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Zuolongjian, in a remote open space, two key figures hovering in and out, sword light like a match, cold stars, there is a sword roaring sound... Li Ji insisted on fencing every night and never stopped, since the moon ago Jingyue Uncle joined, the two of them played more fun, and it helped him to improve his swordsmanship greatly, Jingyue Taoist is a very silent person, belonging to the character of not moving his mouth, the two have not had a few words of dialogue in the past month, Li Ji has long been familiar with it.
High-intensity fencing is always difficult to last for a long time, maybe it's not a problem for Jingyue, but for Li Ji, who has limited mana, a quarter of an hour is basically his limit. The sword fight ended quickly, and unlike before, Jingyue did not leave immediately, but put away the sword and stood silently for a long time, and Fang said: "On the way to swordsmanship, Guangben is very talented... It's a pity ... “
”。。。 Li Ji was silent.
"The crescent moon is not a sword, in fact, in the entire northern region, except for the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, how can there be sword cultivation? Mirror Moon Daoren laughed at himself.
"Uncle Shi, what do you mean, if you don't learn the formal sword cultivation method, other sword fighting techniques will be in vain?" Li Ji was full of curiosity about the real sword cultivation, and he didn't know anything, none of these things were introduced in any book.
"I can't quite say that. There was a hint of yearning in the eyes of the Mirror Moon Daoist, "Although the fencing technique was born from the martial arts of the mortal world, its practicality is by no means a chicken rib even in the cultivation realm, and the only sword weapon within three feet is not a lie." “
"But the monk's magic ability is far and far, changeable, and the higher the realm, the greater the monk's advantage in this regard, so if he has a sword skill, he will inevitably be passive and have no power to fight back. The real sword cultivation is not, the long-range attack is sharp, fast and incoherent, it is the nemesis of the Dharma monks, and it is also the way of killing that the cultivation world has heard of the color change, but unfortunately, the sword pill is difficult to find, and the secret art is difficult to achieve... Difficult, difficult, difficult... “
"Uncle Shi admires swordsmanship so much, could it be that he also longed for the way of swordsmanship?" Li Ji asked softly, today's Jingyue Daoist is very special, staggered today, he doesn't know if there is a chance to learn from this senior who loves swordsmanship.
"A good swordsman, who doesn't envy the sword immortal? I have also traveled tens of thousands of miles to Xuanyuan to seek the Tao, but unfortunately Fu Bo was not included, which is a great regret in this life... "Jingyue Daoren's eyes are lonely.
"What's the difficulty?" Li Ji really wanted to know.
"Build a foundation before the age of thirty, no restraint sect, loose cultivation, origin, you can go to Xuanyuan to seek the way of the sword, if you have to ask the heart, there is a sword pill to recognize the master, then the sword cultivation road is complete. Jingyue glanced at Li Ji with a smile, "I know what you think in your heart, just like when I was young, so I won't laugh at you." But people know that they must not be too high... After today, I'm afraid I won't have time to fight with you, but I have a few words for you before parting... ”
"The crescent moon is in danger, and there are many auspicious ones... Originally, this had nothing to do with you low-level disciples, but you are different, you have the blood of Xuandu disciples in your hands, and the people in the Xuandu Sect will always report their flaws, if you break through the mountain gate, your life will not be guaranteed... The sect has a plan to preserve the bloodline.,Idea to join in.,If you can escape with your life.,It's more realistic for you to go to the mortal world to wander around.。。。 After Jingyue finished speaking, she didn't care whether Li Ji understood it or not, and shook away.
Li Ji was very surprised, Jingyue Daoren, as a high-level of the Crescent Moon, what he said was very credible, and even he persuaded himself to flee when he was unbearable, it seems that the Xinyue Pass this time is very sad. As for what kind of bloodline plan, with Li Ji's qualifications, how could it be his turn? Is this something that he can participate in as a registered son with no roots? It is better to slip away before the Xuandu Sect has made a big move, Li Ji thought for a long time, and decided to go to Fayuan to ask about the situation, this crescent moon is difficult, it seems that he must have a countermeasure in advance.
For several days, Li Ji didn't see Fa Yuan, the official disciple of the Crescent Moon Sect, Yu Fa was busy. Li Ji's registered disciples are no longer allowed to go out of the mountain gate, and they can't even go to Taniguchi Town, and the situation is deteriorating at an uncontrollable speed, and everyone can feel it.
From time to time, there is news of the fighting method, a certain senior brother and uncle are injured and fallen, a certain elder is powerful and slashes the enemy, etc., the most concerned among them is Uncle Jingyue, who has been killed for several days in a row, including killing a Xuandu Sect elder and seriously injuring one, and the strength of the strength has shocked the morale of the people of the Crescent Moon Sect. But Li Ji had a faint bad premonition, as if the splendor of summer flowers was dazzling but could not last...