Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Theory of the Great Dao

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In the sky above the blood lake transformed by Qinghe City, the gloomy aura gradually dissipated, and a black-shirted young man carried a long sword and walked indifferently to a nearby high ground.

At the tip of the sword, the blood was mottled, and the wrist occasionally oscillated, and there was a shallow blood line dripping down the sword body.

The black-shirted young man was Gu Ci'an, completely ignoring the blood-dripping magic weapon in his hand at this moment, tilting his head slightly, silently watching the movement in the sky.

At the end of the sky, the sound of explosions continued, and between the blood mist, two figures could be faintly seen fighting back and forth, one of which was obviously slightly inferior in strength, and gradually lost as time passed, and some of them were clumsy.

Burst!

A bloody light suddenly flashed behind the cyan figure, and then I saw a head rising into the sky, and the figure in the cyan light immediately turned its head in a different place and fell rapidly.

Another black-clothed figure snorted coldly, his body was stormy, and he grabbed the head in the air, and then in a few flashes, it cut through the sky and landed in front of Gu Ci'an.

Gu Ci'an raised his eyes slightly, just in time to see the other party throwing his head at his feet, and glanced at it, but it was a young man wearing a high crown and looking quite immortal, and said with some surprise: "This is Aoki Immortal Venerable?"

"What kind of immortal venerable, it's just a late-stage monk of the Jiedan. Soul Devouring Daoist Friend is really not wrong, this old guy has not recovered his cultivation since he was dropped into the realm decades ago, otherwise he would have abandoned his physical body and ran away with Yuan Ying's teleportation technique. The figure in black was the ghost spirit ancestor who had completed the blood sacrifice, and said with a bit of disdain at this moment.

"That's for the best. Gu Ci'an nodded.

The Ghost Spirit Ancestor's gaze fell on the blood-dripping long sword, and his face immediately took on a somewhat strange look: "You have slashed the people of the Qin family with your own hands?"

"Hand blade, that's too cheap for him. Gu Ci'an's originally calm eyes suddenly flashed with a violent aura, and he snorted coldly, "Although this person is just a mortal, after all, he is the first Qin family disciple that Gu has found in more than ten years, and it is natural that he has received it on behalf of others." ”

Looking down at the blood line flowing under the blade, Gu Ci'an returned to his indifferent appearance, "I cut off his arms just now, and I will cut off his legs again in a few days, before he died, Gu wanted him to experience the pain of losing his limbs." As for the next, when he met other irrelevant people of the Qin family, Gu didn't bother to pay attention to it. ”

"Under the deep hatred of the sea of blood, Gu Daoyou can still be so bland, it's a pity not to follow the old man to cultivate the Demon Dao. The Ghost Spirit Ancestor was amazed, and when he saw that Gu Ci'an didn't pay attention to it, he chuckled and stopped talking about it.

After a pause, he said seemingly casually, "Speaking of which, after the old man helps you take down the old ghost Qin, Gu Daoyou can lift the demon oath, and from now on there will be no grudges between the two of us. ”

Gu Ci'an raised his head when he heard this, and looked at the Ghost Spirit Ancestor with a smile: "Why are the ghost spirit seniors so anxious, when you possessed me, didn't you already decide this matter, I didn't see the Qin family and the Gu Jianmen disappear into the world, Gu Mou would not leave the Jin Kingdom half a step." ”

Seeing that the Ghost Spirit Ancestor was speechless, he shook his head lightly again, "That's it, don't mention this matter, what is the current situation of your shadow son, have you solved the remaining sects in Hanzhou?"

The Ghost Spirit Ancestor bowed his head and said: "This is nothing to worry about, Lianyun Sect and White Maple Valley are the branch altars of my Blood Spirit Sect, Spirit Beast Mountain has been planning for a long time, and now there are no waves, as for the remaining few small sects, there is no connection with the Dan Monks, let alone care about anything." ”

"In this way, I will wait for a firm foothold in the Jin Kingdom, and then I will wait for the ghost spirit seniors to resume their cultivation and then make a move on the Ancient Sword Gate. Gu Ci'an groaned.

"Hehe, no matter what the old man says, he was also a great monk, as long as he breaks through the bottleneck of the Yuan Infant with the help of the body of this Heavenly Spirit Root Boy, there will be no obstacles along the way, and it will only be a matter of a few months to restore the late cultivation of the Yuan Infant. The Ghost Spirit Ancestor's eyes narrowed slightly, "At that time, the old man will also let those despicable villains who claim to be righteous understand all the unbearable ...... in the old man's hundred-year ghost cultivation career."

The so-called ghost cultivation is not comparable to those ordinary ghost things, and it is often after the death of the monk that he has great resentment and unwillingness, and he is unwilling to dissolve the reincarnation for a long time. Not only are the memories of the past life preserved, but the lifespan is almost endless, faintly jumping outside the cycle of life and death.

Of course, there are gains and losses, and the conditions for the appearance of ghost cultivation are extremely harsh, and generally only when you die in some places where your yin qi is extremely pure can you change from a monk to a ghost cultivator.

Moreover, because the ghost cultivator does not enter the reincarnation, he is not tolerated by the aura of heaven and earth, and the weaker ghost cultivators cannot stay long in the place where the yin qi is thin, and they cannot practice the monk's Five Elements Exercises.

And the Ghost Spirit Ancestor was killed on the spot in a yin place on the border of the Jin Kingdom, and he became a ghost cultivator.

Gu Ci'an was a little stunned, and then remembered something, he couldn't hide his excitement, and asked in a deep voice: "Can the ghost spirit predecessor turn people into ghost cultivators?"

The Ghost Spirit Ancestor glanced at him strangely and nodded slightly, "Yes, over the years, after the old man stepped on the path of ghost cultivation, he has mastered a lot of ghost path secret techniques, including the method of transforming the dead soul into ghost cultivation, but after all, this is a thing that goes against the way of heaven, and the transformed ghost cultivation will remain in the world for a few hours at most, and the old man's cultivation will also be damaged." ”

"That's all there is to it. Gu Ci'an was silent for a moment, and muttered to himself with some disappointment, "It is even more impossible for the soul of more than ten years ago to be resurrected, it seems that I think too much......"

The Ghost Spirit Ancestor and Gu Ci'an got along for a long time, and when he heard the words, he immediately understood what the other party was thinking, and after a moment of silence, he looked at Gu Ci'an and said: "The reincarnation of heaven, the past has long passed, how can you force it, this time the old man avenged the blood feud for you, and the demons in your heart will naturally be gone, in the future, you will be open-minded, why do you still hold on to the world?"

Gu Ci'an shook his head, "Gu Mou is a monk, what he cultivates is to follow his heart, contrary to his destiny, what does cultivating as a great avenue have to do with severing the fate of the earth?"

"Besides, the so-called avenue is open, who can predict it?" Gu Ci'an glanced at the ghost spirit ancestor and said, "Gu Mou is just a natural sword body, and the one you possess is still a heavenly spirit root, and it is not the same as being calculated by someone for some reason, and it ends up like this." ”

The Ghost Spirit Ancestor sighed lightly, looked Gu Ci'an up and down, and said, "I only saw that you were bent on revenge, and you were almost about to fall into the demon, but I didn't expect to see it so thoroughly." ”

Holding up his hands, the Ghost Spirit Ancestor looked at the boundless dome and said leisurely: "The path of cultivating immortals is just to seek immortality against fate, how can there be any real frankness and detachment, even if the cultivation reaches the realm of the old man, it is still restrictive." Jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, the real immortals are just legends after all, what is the difference between us and other immortal cultivators and those ant-like mortals on the ground?"