The prohibition in the hall gradually melted with the flying of red, white and black, and the first trace of aura slipped into the prohibition from Xiao Ningsu's sideburns, swept away one of her broken hair, and suddenly drilled into it, the dark prohibition was not deep, and the hair roots were still in the hall when the hair tips did not enter, every trace entered, and every point of powder.

Qiyue Zhenren stretched out his hand to cover the invisible prohibition, the monk's true aura was invisible and colored, Xiao Ningsu Dantian Qi The true aura in the sea was the tender green of the bluegrass, but the true aura that Qiyue Zhenren came out of his body was bright red, and in an instant, it was like a drop of extremely thick cinnabar dripping into the clear water, and the prohibition was immediately rendered vermilion, and Xiao Ningsu's eyes were red in the black.

"When the sword mound fades to colorless again, it can be passed through. Qiyue Zhenren said, the ban is becoming more and more colorful, popular and purple, and it will flourish and decline in a moment.

"You can't bring a sword into the Moon Washing Sword Shrine, if there is a sword-shaped ornament, you should put it down, otherwise the withered sword will stain the sword qi, and you will definitely have no bones. According to what Qiyue Zhenren said, Xiao Ningsu put down the sword of King Su and the pawn, and thought carefully about it, he didn't wear any sword-shaped ornaments on his body, and at this time, the prohibition had been reduced to dark red, and when it was extremely dim, he could enter the withered sword mound.

"There are countless reincarnation sword cultivators in the withered sword mound, the golden and iron qi, the abandoned sword resentment, thousands of sword intents, and millions of sword qi coexist, the first thing is to keep the mind, and then talk about finding the best withered sword, absorbing the breath of refining, remember, after entering the sword mound, whether you support it or not, the moon washing formation can only be used every six hours, I think you still have a little ability, just play and play in it, the sword mound gold and iron qi can help you sharpen the spirit root, but as for whether it is improved or not, it depends on your personal thoughts. At least half a day, at most three days, come and go at the place where you stay. Go ahead. Qiyue Zhenren briefly said the overview of the sword mound, and no matter what Xiao Ningsu thought, he directly pushed Xiao Ningsu into the prohibition with one palm.

Contentedly playing with the lost and recovered spirit gourd, the golden and iron killing qi in the Moon Washing Hall can already echo the sound of the battlefield in his ears. Qiyue Zhenren naturally turned a blind eye, and with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, he swept all the mixed breath in the Moon Washing Hall out of the hall, and the Moon Washing disciples who were about to absorb the golden iron qi on the white jade pier were suddenly rushed to the ground and staggered.

Walking up the steps to look at the moon platform, Qiyue Zhenren's eyes were faint, and his lips moved slightly, as if to say that all creation depends on the individual.

......

Xiao Ningsu was caught off guard and was pushed into the forbidden by Qiyue Zhenren's palm, and she didn't react to anything, the boundless darkness enveloped her, the strange thing is that Xiao Ningsu did not have a trace of discomfort, but had a heartfelt sense of belonging, as if she was in the arms of her mother, the viscous and heavy turbidity was contaminated all over her body, and when she waved her arm, she seemed to be in the solid waters, but the aura that was almost absent followed the dark light of the snow-capped mountains behind Xiao Ningsu's waist, and the dragonfly dotted the water, and disappeared in a flash.

When the eyes returned to clarity, as soon as he opened his eyes, the terrifying and violent gold and iron killing qi instantly closed Xiao Ningsu's eyes tightly, his cheeks were like being eaten by a knife, and his exposed skin was full of dense and slender pain.

Although she had a bottom in her heart, but the withered sword qi of the sword mound was so fierce that she was not afraid of death, Xiao Ningsu then remembered what the viscous and heavy turbidity qi in the pitch black was, it was undoubtedly the sword qi! Thanks to the sword mound formation, she temporarily protected her, otherwise in the withered sword qi that was so fierce that it turned into liquid, Xiao Ningsu would definitely be the bleak end of the ten thousand sword clones!

Thinking of Qiyue Zhenren's instructions, Xiao Ningsu immediately recited the "Zixia Refining Heart Record" in his heart, no matter which peak or valley the Taoist Sect disciples are, they must practice the "Cloud and Shangqing" and the mental method "Zixia Refining the Heart Record", and strive to cultivate a solid and upright heart.

"Heaven and earth are divided, three talents are positioned, people are in the middle of heaven and earth, and the five qi are combined, so they can be long and long. Later generations are ignorant of their nature, self-enslaved their gods, self-flexing their spirits, and consuming their essence, so they cannot be united with heaven and earth. Reverse the short fold and be willing, every pain ...... "keep your mind, forget the glory, disgrace, joy, joy and pain of foreign objects, Xiao Ningsu silently recited "Zixia Refining Heart Record - Key to the Heart" several times before suppressing the pain of the skin, and the true aura was gathered into two films, covering the eyes of his eyes, and then he gradually opened his eyes.

What is desolation? What is loneliness?

Xiao Ningsu lowered his head, walked out of the ruins, silently stretched out his hand to remove the abandoned sword under his feet, and raised hundreds of abandoned swords that were stacked into a person's height, only to see the cracked and scorched soil.

Xiao Ningsu picked up a sword mound floating soil that was 100 times finer than the most delicate pure sand on the river beach, no matter how she pinched and flattened the floating soil in her hand, always, these black soil that had been invaded by the endless years of dry sword qi could not be condensed, allowing the floating soil in her palm to scatter her fingertips, turning into flying sand and covering a blade without sheath and handle, even if it was a spring and autumn year, the withered sword that fell on the sword mound refused to let the dust stain her body, but on the other hand, looking at the thousands of withered swords around her body that had long been rusted and mottled and miserable, this abandoned sword that was still stubborn and refused to dye the sand could hold on.

Two fingers picked up this unsheathed and handleless abandoned sword, maybe it was not touched by a warm hand for a long, long time, the abandoned sword seemed to have let go of the obsession for too long and too long, and when Xiao Ningsu finished reading the sword qi hidden in the blade that was about to dissipate, this abandoned sword leaked the last bit of qi and fell into the black soil, and soon it was rusty and dusty, and it really became one of the thousands of withered swords.

Xiao Ningsu walked back into the ruins of the sword mound, and faintly, she recognized a few lines of words on the pillar of the fallen wall, "double", "chase" and "leave", I don't know what it means, let's just call this place, "don't leave the pillar".

Xiao Ningsu raised his head, under the withered yellow sky filled with gold and iron killing aura, there were countless sword graves several zhang high, and every step, if he didn't sweep out hundreds of withered swords and abandon the sword, he could only step on the sword weapon that had been loved, pitied, and regarded as his life. The number of sword mounds is no less than hundreds of millions, how cruel is it?

With a chaotic crown and a hundred thousand green silks, Xiao Ningsu understood why Qiyue Zhenren was not only not allowed to bring in swords and swords, but also refused to even have sword-shaped ornaments.

How sad, how indifferent, and how angry it is to make these abandoned swords that have lost their masters!

Sighing lightly, the abrasive handwriting on the pillar was almost wiped out with a finger, Xiao Ningsu didn't know what the predecessor of the sword mound was, maybe a long, long time ago, there was also a pair of lovers and lovers in the place where Xiao Ningsu stood, both of them carved their names with swords, wishing that the two of them would never leave.

I wish there are lovers and sentient things in the world, and they will not leave.

A touch of black hair stopped in front of him, Xiao Ningsu shook his head lightly, and walked towards the depths of the sword mound.

After walking for about 100 zhang, the killing aura of gold and iron became more and more intense, so that Xiao Ningsu was struggling, this sword mound is not a place where living people should stay for a long time, even if there is still a little spirituality in the thousands of withered swords in it, it has nothing to do with the visitor's kendo cultivation, and he can't resist the impact of gold and iron qi, so he is waiting to be cut by a thousand knives!

"Zixia Refining Heart Record: The Key to the Key" was silently recited several times, but it was difficult to stop the erosion of gold and iron qi, Xiao Ningsu had no choice but to recite the next "Sit and Forget" that he could not completely grasp, and he forcibly endured the pain of his skin, and doubled the true aura of his eyes.

There was a burst of blackness and blur in front of her, Xiao Ningsu knew that she had reached the limit, she no longer forced herself, she raised hundreds of withered swords with her bare hands, and built another hillock, but Xiao Ningsu did not meditate on the clean black soil, but did not hesitate to climb the sword mound made by herself, and carefully arranged the several withered swords on the top neatly, ignoring the multiple minor injuries all over her body, and did not care that once the sword mound overturned, she fell down, and she could not escape the fate of ten thousand swords piercing her heart.

As soon as the bubbling blood fell on the sword weapon that had not drunk blood for a long time, these human killing weapons spontaneously became evil, mixed with gold and iron killing qi, and the murderous aura here, even if it was a battlefield warrior here, I am afraid it would also send chills down the spine.

Billions of ownerless swords have become withered swords, and they have tasted the blood of immortals before and after their deaths, is it not just a territory?

Shura Field!

Xiao Ningsu tried his best to divide his mind into two, and the Dao sound of "Refining the Heart Record: Sitting and Forgetting" echoed in his mind, and the true aura in the sea of dantian qi followed the "Cloud and Shangqing" to start Luo Tian's operation. Shangnai Putian, all the "qi" in the world can be absorbed, the aura turbidity is murderous, the essence of the qi, but all the "qi" can be, but because the universal Qi is not only half the effort, but also the breath is too mixed, a little careless is suspected of polluting the monk's Taoist body, so the Taoist sect does not advocate, in the middle is Zhou Tian Na Ling, except for the aura of all things, it can not be included, so it is adopted by Shenzhou monks.

The next is Luo Tian, not like the universal spirit, there must be twelve meridians, eight strange meridians, and even the spirit to urge with all his strength. Luo Tian Net Qi and Zhou Tian Na Ling both use the twelve meridians, and even the same Zhou Tian operation. It is the secret of Luo Tianwangqi, but it is the "Ming Ben" volume listed separately in "Cloud and Shangqing", and the three volumes of "Changxuan, Reverie, and Zhili" corresponding to the three small realms of enlightenment, rotation, and integration are all the same.

It's a little different.

Xiao Ningsu's body is gradually filled with a trace of pure and pure qi, not a true aura, but the purest aura of all things, Xiao Ningsu's qualifications are already excellent, and he also judges the Dao body, and the dantian qi in his body is vast, but this can only be spread out in the sword shrine where the gold and iron killing qi are heavy and difficult to walk.

If a monk looks at Xiao Ningsu and sees that Xiao Ningsu's snow-capped mountain is pouring pure aura, he will undoubtedly be shocked and inexplicable, this move is nothing else, he is scattering spirits and scattering energy! The monk is the most important to clear the aura, once there is nothing left in the ground, he senses that the aura in his body is gone, and the snow mountain locks itself up, and he will be beaten back to the mortal in one fell swoop!

Xiao Ningsu felt the golden iron qi on the pink nails on his fingertips like the light of the stars, and his heart moved, "Reverie" for the "Ming Ben", the meridians were in the right direction, and the miscellaneous qi of the world that was drawn by the pure spiritual energy in the body did not go to the sea of snow-capped mountain qi, but directly entered along the wings of the nose, flying straight down, and entering the spiritual root in the body.

Half a day later, the Sword Shrine Formation of the Moon Washing Hall rotated, and a vermilion light gradually flowed out from under the pillar. Extinguishes itself after a moment.

Xiao Ningsu sat cross-legged on hundreds of millions of withered swords, the sword was facing Qingfeng, and hundreds of soldiers knelt down.