There is a calm lake in the depths of Yin Mountain, the lake is located in the high place of the mountain, the water color is blue, such as milk and clotted fat, surrounded by trees, the water surface ripples and does not move.

As if echoing each other from afar, when there was a soft sound in the body of the old monk of Donghu, there was also a soft sound in the depths of this calm lake, and there was a unique release of qi, a crystal bubble floated up from the depths of the lake, and then exploded at the moment of dehydration, turning into a wisp of clear air.

This lake is hundreds of miles away from the old monk of Donghu, but the old monk of Donghu at this time clearly sensed it.

That wisp of clear qi appeared directly in his sea of qi.

Like a seed, countless pure qi was born in his sea of qi, revealing his body, and constantly radiating outward with his consciousness, reaching infinity and penetrating through heaven and earth.

The old monk of Donghu arrived at many places that he had never been to before, and instantly he was in the waterless land of thousands of miles of yellow sand, and in the depths of the volcano, or at the bottom of the extremely cold lake, and saw a lot of life and death that he could not usually see, the amazing life and death of insects, and the residual qi and influence after the death of some powerful beasts, and instantly as deep as between the stars, watching a lot of flowing and falling sparks and starlight pass through his body, as if piercing his soul.

Unknown and passed, and there were countless moments of sight, and there were countless great fears in it.

However, the old monk of Donghu, who was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, felt endless joy, he clearly knew what was happening, at this moment he was smiling, indescribably kind, although he had not yet opened his eyes, but he knew that his face at this time was no different from the great sages and sages recorded in the portraits in the Buddhist scriptures.

"What does it feel like?"

Ding Ning knew what was happening at this time, he turned his head to look at the old monk, and he was also happy for the old monk.

The old monk opened his eyes happily, saluted Ding Ning with his hands together, and said three words softly and unusually simply: "See all beings." ”

Then he added three more words: "See God." ”

It's just these six words, but whether it is for the sword of Tantai Guanjian or the eldest grandson Qianxue, it is an extremely accurate description.

Both of them naturally thought of some of the pictures, and both felt something.

"Everything is relative, too fast and too slow is like changing time, and you see different worlds. Ding Ning bowed to the old monk and responded softly.

There were countless opportunities in the conversation between the old monk and Ding Ning, and after saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled.

The old monk stood up.

When he got up, the sky seemed to be brighter, but his figure seemed to expand endlessly, and a transparent holy light filled the whole world.

The thousands of night demon apes were fleeing frantically, and after the Jiaodong County Grandmaster intervened in the Minshan Sword Sect, he didn't want these demon beasts raised by Jiaodong County to die senselessly, but wanted to save these demon beasts until the right time.

However, just as the surface of the lake in the depths of Yin Mountain quickly returned to eternal calm after a bubble floated, this chaotic world also became absolutely calm at this moment.

It was as if the light and time were frozen in this moment.

The thousands of night demon apes flying in the air were all still in the air, and the old monk's body shook, and bright light fell from the extremely high sky, merging into the meridians that seemed to have expanded countless times in his body.

There is a lot of light that does not fall straight, but distorts in the air.

Only when you look from a great distance can you see that a huge staff shape seems to appear between heaven and earth.

The thousands of night demon apes were suddenly pressed down several feet in the air.

It seemed that it was only pressed down by the shadow of the staff condensed by this heavenly light, but with this pressure, these night demon apes all turned into blood mist.

Their most fragile organs are crushed, seeping out of their mouths, noses, and skin.

In the darkness of the night, these monstrous demon beasts turned into countless blood balls, blooming in the air, and then falling.

This was a picture of the purgatory-like of gods and demons, but the grandeur of this moment, the perfect flow of vitality, and the subtle transformation were extremely beautiful to the cultivators present.

This kind of heaven and earth overturning power comes from the induction of heaven and earth and natural changes when Donghu monk breaks through the eight realms, and the time conforms to the will of heaven in an instant, the most perfect and hearty, even if Donghu monk has really reached the eight realms, but if you want to control such a grand power, you can't.

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"The Lord"

There were many pairs of eyes looking at such a grand picture in the dark night, and when the thousands of night demon apes were pressed down by the shadow of the huge staff and turned into a blood mist, a cultivator with a sword box on his back shouted in concern at the night owl in front of him.

Behind the night owl and him, there were many cultivators who carried sword boxes on their backs like him, and the chaotic sword intent collided and reverberated in the sword box, and every cultivator like him seemed to be carrying a snowstorm on his back.

"Shangzun" is also an ancient title among the old magnates, representing absolute respect and submission.

In the former dynasty and the former Changling, among the old powerful sect lords, there were many cultivators who were not outsiders themselves, but enslaved forever.

These cultivators, who are the sword slaves of the old powerful sect lords, are no different from the dead, and they have nothing to do with the two masters in their lives, and they are extremely loyal, and many of them will commit suicide and be buried when their masters die.

"It doesn't matter. ”

Of course, the night owl knew better than this sword slave what kind of changes had happened to Donghu Monk, and he also knew what he was worried about, but he still shook his head indifferently.

There was a frenzied fire burning in his eyes, which were as calm as the depths of the sea.

"I didn't think I had the ability to kill them alone, I just had to trap them, and someone would naturally kill them. ”

He finished speaking, then held back his hand.

At this time, he was still far away from Ding Ning and the others, and even because of his deliberate concealment of qi, even the Donghu monk did not perceive his threat, but at this time, the Donghu monk enlightened the sky, sensed the light of the sky, and the heaven and earth vitality from outside the heaven and earth frantically poured to that place, but he could already use this to determine the specific location of the Donghu monk and Ding Ning and the others.

When he reached back, all the true yuan in his body rushed out of his fingertips.

His white jade-like skin exploded, wisps of blood and true yuan like red strings passing through all the sword boxes.

The sword boxes carried by all the sword slaves behind him exploded in an instant, and all the swords inside flew out.

At this moment, Donghu Seng suddenly had a sense.

Countless sword shapes appeared in his mind, each of which was a famous sword, exuding a different but equally amazing sword aura.

"What's wrong?"

Ding Ning, Eldest Sun Qianxue and the others all felt his solemnity, and Ding Ning couldn't help but ask.

Donghu didn't respond, because he didn't need to respond.

Dozens of sword slaves sat down on the ground one after another.

When the sword box they were carrying broke, all the vitality power in their bodies also poured into the swords they carried.

The rest of the cultivators only cultivated one natal sword in their lifetime, but these sword slaves kept these swords all their lives.

At this time, it was as if they had poured their whole lives into these swords.

All these swords flew.

Following the gaze of the night owl, it fell to the heaven and earth where Donghu Seng and Ding Ning were located.

Nearly a thousand swords flew in the air, and the sword qi between the flying swords was like a solid, like a sword mountain falling from the sky.