(This is for oh hehehehahaha Letter. Public. Numerous. No. 500 in the Central Plains, from time to time there are other stories of the Taoist or other small stories released, and at the same time, every time the number of followers increases by five hundred, it will also be added)

Outside, the moon was in the middle of the sky, the lights in the hall were bright, Shen Lian was sweating profusely, slumped on the ground, Qian Mo glanced at Shen Lian lazily, and continued to close his eyes, as if he was very tired.

Shen Lian couldn't help but smile bitterly, he didn't expect to be saved by this demon sparrow today. If he hadn't picked up the unpredictable Qianmo in the future, maybe something big would happen today, it would really be a drink and a peck, there was a cause and effect.

In fact, he had done well enough, but he didn't expect that the blood-clothed young man just now knew him too deeply, so that he didn't have the slightest advantage.

Shen Lian didn't believe that the blood-clothed young man was the spirituality in the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and from what he said before, you are really good, and you are two boys, Ge Yuan and Hong Qianya, I am afraid that I have already taken it down at this time, and I am obviously very familiar with Qing Xuan, and his attitude is like that of a teacher, come and taste the two elders.

It's just that the appearance of the blood-clothed boy directly seized part of Shen Lian's mana, which is inseparable from Shen Lian's own problems except for some kind of problem.

Holding back the tiredness, the spiritual sense swept the whole body, but found nothing, and couldn't find anything abnormal, Shen Lian knew that the blood-clothed young man would never be able to steal his mana for no reason, there must be some introduction, he couldn't find it, it could only explain the other party's methods, which were secret and subtle, and they couldn't be broken by him.

Shen Lian closed the door with a wave of his hand, the lights were extinguished, and the hall fell into darkness, except for the Yuan character, which emitted a dim blood light, making the dark hall have a little more blood-red atmosphere.

After meditating all night, Shen Lian's mana had naturally not fully recovered, and his mental outlook was different, which could be described as a new look, but he noticed that his spiritual platform was not as clear as it used to be. It's like a mirror, and the heart is stained with dust.

Looking at the pair of yuan characters again, the blood light in it has converged a lot, but the whole yuan character seems to be full of vitality.

It comes alive as if it's about to jump out of the paper.

Shen Lian's body was like light smoke, and when he arrived in front of Yuan Zi, he reached out and touched the strokes on it, and followed the whole person. It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, from head to toe, and he trembled.

His mind entered a strange place, as if he had arrived in a dark and deep world, somewhere, the sea of blood was surging, and there was a long sword lying quietly under the bottom of the sea, ancient and gloomy, the picture in front of him passed quickly, and Shen Lian couldn't see what was going on. Finally, I heard the cry of a baby, it was in a certain village, most of the people in it were tiger skin beasts, the baby gradually grew up, and the strong elders around him gradually became old, and could not fight with tigers and leopards.

The baby became a teenager and began to hunt for the first time, but for the first time, he encountered a very powerful black bear. He injured several hunters, and even two teenagers of about the same age were hit by bear's paws, which were all good playmates for him.

He asked the elders where his companion had gone. That was the first time he had directly understood the meaning of death.

He didn't want to die, he hated the feeling. The world is infinitely vast, and the boy heard the oldest elder in the village say that there are three kinds of people in the world who will not die, that is, immortals, Buddhas, and sacred, and they are not in the cycle of birth and death, but these people are hiding in the famous mountains and rivers. It's rare to see a leisurely place.

The boy wanted to be like that, so he left the mountain village where he was born and raised early one morning to find the sacred immortals and Buddhas who were hiding in the famous mountains and rivers.

The picture flashed again, Shen Lian saw Qingxuan Mountain, the ethereal Qingxuan Mountain seemed to have not changed for countless years, a Taoist with carefree feet, a star crown on his head, and clear eyebrows, pointed in the void, wisps of green light flew towards the main peak Taiyi, and a palace gradually grew on it, which was the Qingxuan Palace, which was the place where the master had not left for many years.

The Taoist is the ancestor of the Yuan Qing Dynasty, and Shen Lian also understands that the young man is also the ancestor of the Yuan Qing Dynasty, and even the predecessor of the Yuan Qing Ancestor is the sword hidden in the surging sea of blood.

When he understood this, the yuan character flew out of the paper and was printed on the back of his right hand, and the blood-colored yuan character gradually faded into an indescribable sword intent.

The sword intent is full of life, and it can destroy all things with life characteristics in the world, and then circulate and swim away from his body, and a trace of imperceptible resentful spirit qi suddenly appears, and then it is crushed by the sword intent, leaving no trace. That was the resentment that remained on Xiao Shiyi after his death, and Shen Lian suddenly understood that this trace of resentment was the introduction to the methods used by the blood-clothed young man before.

As long as you kill someone, you will have karma, and there will be resentment before death attached to the person who killed him, and some people will use these resentments to increase their power, just as a tiger kills a man, and that person becomes a ghost after death, and is left to be enslaved. Some people need to use all kinds of means to get rid of these grievances, so as not to hinder their cultivation.

In fact, Taoist masters, few are willing to kill too heavy, after all, these living resentments, can be called evil obstacles, a little evil obstacles, for monks, they can kick away, but if there are more, it will become an obstacle that cannot be ignored, unless the practice is special and not affected, otherwise find other means to eliminate, if it takes time and energy, it is not worth it.

Chen Jianmei's slaughter was so heavy, and he was able to do it without being affected, I am afraid that it had something to do with his own realization of similar sword intent, and he could strangle and kill them together with the grievances of these creatures.

When this resentment was removed, Shen Lian felt a sense of relief. He felt even more that the blood-clothed young man's methods were wonderful, and he was able to invade his body through the resentment of the living beings, borrow the mana in his body, and use it to defeat him.

Of course, the person Shen Lian killed, I am afraid that he had to be laid out by the blood-clothed young man in advance, so that after his death, the trace of resentment of the living soul sneaked into Shen Lian's body together with the blood-clothed young man's divine will, so that he could not detect it for a while.

Everything that happens cannot appear out of thin air, and thinking about this, Shen Lian also has some bottom in his heart, but he doesn't understand why that person did this.

At the same time, the Blood Transformation Divine Sword was actually able to be related to the sword intent of the Yuan Qing Patriarch, which made Shen Lian feel even more puzzled, it was obviously the essence of the Blood Transformation Divine Knife, and the U Reading Book (wwuuanshu.om) activated the wisp of magic intent, transformed the sword intent, and finally cheapened Shen Lian.

Chen Jianmei should have left this intention to Shen Lian, or any Qingxuan who came that day, Shen Lian didn't know whether Chen Jianmei had expected today's situation, or if he did it casually.

The gate opened slowly, and it was Qianmo who waved his wings slightly, and there was an air flow that opened the gate.

The cold snow is flying, and the mountains are cold, which is really the pure place of Taoism.

Shen Lian saw Xiao Xunfei go out, he had always been foraging for food, and he was really an early bird to find food for other birds.

It seemed that he had consumed a lot of money on Qianmo last night, and even if he woke up, he was sickly, leaning on the threshold, listless.

Although Shen Lian's mana was not fully recovered, it was not the appearance of bottoming out, and with a wave of his hand, there was a clear stream of energy, falling in front of Qian Mo, and then this guy finally showed a little excitement, opened his mouth, and sucked it into his mouth, revealing a satisfied look.

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