Yin Lie has also been looking for his daughter, but he learned that his daughter and Na Tang Mu are living happily together. Yin Lie never bothered. After he lost his favorite wife, his only daughter, he had to let her live happily.

Yin Lie would ask people to secretly inquire about his daughter every six months. This time, he got the news of Yin Qianhuan's death.

Yin Lie, who was overly sad, fell ill in bed, and his proud disciple Liang Tongtian sent more than a dozen masters to retrieve Yin Qianhuan's body.

When the master of the Soul Eater Sect arrived in front of the cave, he saw the master and servant in front of the coffin. I saw Tang Mu like a wasted person.

According to Liang Tongtian's order, they did everything to bring back the body of the saint Maiden intact.

Fourteen first-class masters came to bring a coffin back, and there were only two coffins guarded by waste people. They feel that it is a small task that can be easily accomplished.

But just as they kicked the servant Ah Sheng away and were about to move the coffin, the waste man Tang Mu suddenly burst out, and the two people who went to carry the coffin suddenly fell to the ground and died.

Tang Mu, whose eyes were bloodshot, stood in front of the coffin and roared loudly at the demons behind him: "No one can move the phantom!

The remaining twelve first-class Demon Dao masters were all nervous at Tang Mu's roar. But they must complete the tasks assigned by Liang Tongtian.

Just as everyone was about to take out the weapons in their hands, they heard Tang Mu shouting again: "Die!"

Only the sound of breaking the sky was heard, and there was no trace of the masters in front of them. A total of eleven masters, under Tang Mu's move, all fell to the ground. The eleven men only had pinhole scars on their heads, and the inside of their heads was shattered into pieces.

Tang Mu turned to the only Soul Eater who was already trembling with fear: "Go back and tell your sect leader that he led people to slaughter the Tang Sect." Soon, I will slaughter your Soul Eater. ”

The Soul Eater left in a hurry, but he didn't dare to go back to restore his life, seeing Tang Mu's power, the task was not completed. How dare this demon return to the Soul Eater Cult, but find a place to hide.

Tang Mu spent a few days and Na Ah Sheng using wood to enclose the cave within three miles, and then placed Yin Qianhuan's coffin in the cave, and left the small village alone.

When the righteous path and the Soul Eater Sect fought many times, and there was no progress for a long time. The appearance of the shadowless needle Tang Mu broke this deadlock.

Tang Mu's needle is shadowless and invisible, and there is a sound of needles, and the sound is dead. For several months, the sound of Tang Mu's steel needle became the voice of death for the Soul Eater sect members.

Tang Mu frantically slaughtered the Soul Eater Sect. Every time you go to the Soul Eater Sect's station, your corpses will be strewn all over the field, and no one will survive.

The righteous path factions took advantage of Tang Mu's power to also increase their efforts to sweep away the Soul Eater sect members.

Yin Lie, who was seriously ill in grief, finally faced Tang Mu, and the two fought and fought for two hours. Yin Lie was seriously injured and was rescued by his disciple Liang Tongtian.

This Liang Tongtian and Qiancaiyi, Tang Mu knows. When Tang Mu and Yin Qianhuan traveled, they got acquainted with Liang Tongtian and his wife. The four of them once blessed each other, imagined each other's future, drank and talked, and formed a good friendship during the journey. It's just that only a few years have passed, and these two once happy and sweet couples have had unfortunate encounters.

Tang Mu was seriously injured and faced the upper beam to the sky. After learning about what happened to Liang Tongtian and his wife, he naturally thought of himself and Yin Qianfan, eliminated the killing intent in his heart, and left adrift.

After the war, Tang Mu stopped the massacres and returned to his small village, where he lived a life of carving wood carvings every day. The wood carvings are all the appearance of a thousand illusions, he has carved a thousand illusions from his twenties to his fifties, and he wants to carve his years little by little, until he grows old and the wood carvings also get old. They grew old together, this was the last thing Qianhuan said to him, and he always remembered it.

Tang Mu likes to be quiet, so Ah Sheng wrote a lot of static characters on the fence. Gradually, this three-mile radius became the territory of the master and servant. After a long time, everyone called the small village they lived in Sanlijing Village.

Xiao Ling chatted with Ah Sheng until late. While being shocked by Tang Mu and Yin Qianfan's encounter and infatuation, Xiao Ling also thought about his Liu Yixu all the time, and remembered the happiness when the two were together, he suddenly felt that he understood Tang Mu very much and sympathized with Tang Mu.

By the morning of the second day, Xiao Ling woke up and walked out of the cave. Seeing that Ah Sheng and Tang Mu had already woken up, he greeted the two, and then washed up a little and had breakfast with the two.

Tang Mu ate very little, and when he saw Xiao Ling finish eating, he said to him, "Come with me! I want to teach you everything I want to teach you today." ”

Xiao Ling nodded, slightly excited, and followed behind Tang Mu.

Tang Mu took Xiao Ling to a pile of dry wood outside the cave, and then took out a carving knife from his clothes and handed it to Xiao Ling: "I have only done this wood carving work in the past twenty years, my cultivation, my time, and my life are all on this wood carving." You're the first, and probably the last, person to see me carving this wood carving. Give you a carving knife, you see me carve it once, and if you can learn it, you can learn it seriously!"

After Tang Mu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Xiao Ling to answer, and took a piece of wood from the dry wood with his palm.

Tang Mu's palm was wrapped in a golden mystical qi, acting on the wood, kneading, buckle, chipping, and chopping movements, the wood was like a ball of mud in his hand, and soon had the image of a human face.

Tang Mu's movements were very skillful, and the faces on the wooden blocks became clear. Tang Mu's expression became more and more focused, as if he was taking care of the beloved thing in his heart. The movements are getting softer and more careful. After the facial features and hair of the human face on the wooden block were revealed, the face of a beautiful girl was revealed.

At this time, Tang Mu had completely forgotten Xiao Ling's existence, forgot the time, and forgot all the foreign objects around him. In his eyes, there was only the half-finished wood carving, only the beautiful face.

The golden light on Tang Mu's hand disappeared, and Xiao Ling no longer felt the flow of true qi on Tang Mu's body. And as Tang Mu's true qi stopped, the divine sense emanating from Tang Mu's body instantly covered the distance of several meters around him.

At that moment, Xiao Ling's eyes disappeared, his ears lost perception of sound, and his five senses were closed. Only the divine consciousness could still clearly perceive Tang Mu's movements.

Tang Mu's divine consciousness was all invested in the wood carving, and the aftermath of his divine consciousness imprisoned the space within a few meters around him. At this moment, Tang Mu no longer had any movement, holding the wood carving with both hands. The eyes emit a essence of light, acting on the wood carving.

Xiao Ling's divine sense gently rested on Tang Mu's body, overshadowing the wood carving in his hand. Tang Mu's divine sense did not resist Xiao Ling's intrusion.

Time is slow, but under Xiao Ling's divine sense. A strange scene took place on the wood carving. Tiny wrinkles appear on the face of the wood carving, and the beautiful face gradually changes, and fine lines appear on the wood carving one by one. That face gradually had an expression, resentment, helplessness, reluctance, this was Yin Qianhuan's last expression before leaving. The wrinkles on the face increased one by one, changing step by step from the girl, the years flew by, and a knife was engraved on the forehead, the corners of the eyebrows, and the cheeks••••••

There was no flow of true qi, and the slowly appearing lines and notches on the wood carving were still slowly appearing. Xiao Ling was shocked, he felt the power of the carved lines. It was a change of energy that he couldn't comprehend, and these changes came from Tang Mu's divine sense.

The divine consciousness is invisible and silent, but miraculously possesses the power to control things. In Xiao Ling's divine consciousness, the sawdust on the wood carving was moving on its own as if it had come to life. The sawdust automatically drifted away from the wood carving and floated in the air, and in the space where Tang Mu was imprisoned, even the gravitational pull of the earth had long since lost its effect.

Gradually, more and more sawdust floated in the air. From a distance, a layer of debris mist floated above the wood carving.

Xiao Ling was extremely shocked, he understood why the fine sand under the addition of his divine consciousness could float in the air, understood the highest realm of the Tang Sect's formlessness and formlessness, understood the essence of Tang Mu's untraceable needle, and understood why Tang Mu's move made Liang Tongtian retreat. That's all the power of the divine consciousness to control things.

Tang Mu's divine consciousness was close to reaching its essence. Within the scope of his consciousness, it can be as small as water droplets and grains of sand, dust in the air, and as large as the human body, trees, and the space that his consciousness can envelop. Any small object that exists around an opponent, under the control of his divine sense, can become a weapon for his attack. Of course, there is no trace of such an attack, and there is no visible appearance.

Realizing this, Xiao Ling once again paid attention to Tang Mu. Tang Mu's powerful, space-confined divine consciousness was far from being comparable to Xiao Ling's small strength divine sense. At this moment, Tang Mu was fully focused on the wood carving. The flow of consciousness on the wood carving did not stop for a moment. Tang Mu's divine consciousness continued to rotate, and the whole person became more and more divine.

Ah Sheng was still busy working in the cave, and Tang Mu and Xiao Ling had stayed in front of the pile for three days. Ah Sheng seemed to be familiar with the strange changes in the debris mist in front of the wooden pile.

At this moment, it was lunch time on the fourth day, and Ah Sheng came out of the cave to look at Tang Mu and Xiao Ling. Seeing that the two of them still haven't changed in the slightest. I was about to go back to the cave and have lunch for myself. I saw that the debris mist in the space where Tang Mu and Xiao Ling were suddenly dispersed and fell all over the ground.

Tang Mu pressed the wood carving in his hand tightly to his chest, and was quiet for a moment. Only then did he open his eyes and look at Xiao Ling: "Do you feel it?" In the past twenty years, I have only done this one. At first, I used a carving knife to carve a thousand illusions, and every time I carved out a thousand illusions. I had to watch her for a long time, and every time I fantasized that I was growing old with her. I thought about the wrinkles on my face with her, the traces of time, and the slow growth of white hair together. About fifteen years ago, when I was trying to look at the wood carvings, I suddenly realized that my imagination had come true. In my imagination, the wrinkles, the tiny lines grew out of their own accord. Only then did I know that this wood carving is alive and will grow old. ”

Tang Mu seemed to be talking to himself, but Xiao Ling listened very attentively.

"Then I realized that I had the ability to control an object as long as I focused on it, to make it move and change as I imagined. I was confused at first, but then I found out. This is the role of the divine consciousness, the controlling role of the divine consciousness. Divine consciousness arises when we cultivate. It's just that the world is immersed in the direct pursuit of ability, and most cultivators only focus on cultivating true qi energy. But I didn't know that this divine consciousness was also so magical. That day, under your reminder. I combined my divine consciousness with the energy in my body, and found that the two complemented each other, and it was very useful, and even allowed me to succeed without having to be dustless. Naizhi, cultivators, it is best to take both of these into account in order to have a day of great success. ”

When Xiao Ling heard this, he immediately bowed to Tang Mu. There have been too many gains in the past few days, for Xiao Ling, Long must be the leader of his cultivation, and this Tang Mu is also his guide, the person who brings his cultivation to the path of divine consciousness.