The sky is about to break, the moon is hidden and the stars are hidden.
When the sky and the earth were extremely dark, the birds and beasts in the mountains and forests could no longer hold back and started neighing one after another.
It is drizzling, the flowers are shaking and the leaves are shaking. The rainwater combines with the morning dew and drips down to the ground along the branches and leaves of plants and trees of different shapes. The forest is muddy and wet, and every step you take will bring up a roll of mud and leave a footprint.
Mu Haotian immersed himself in hard work and walked hard, carrying a thick rope on his back, dragging several corpses with disparate conditions into the woods, like a corpse chaser in the middle of the night.
The banyan tree is unique to Laotuo Mountain. It is said that the scent of wood resin emitted by this tree can bring the souls of the dead to rest in peace, so it is also called the "Requiem Tree". The villagers use this tree as material to make coffins and spices, which are very popular in the area around Laotuo Mountain.
After the chaos at midnight, the hut collapsed, people disappeared, and everything was in chaos.
The five corpses of the Xiu Niang, the woodcutter, the ghost boy, and the male and female hunter were lying on the grass bottom.
Mu Haotian couldn't bear them exposing the corpses to the deserted mountain, and his energy was really limited. Thinking that he would have to go down the mountain to meet his master tomorrow, he immediately took out some night watchman's tools from the pile and tied the five corpses together with ropes.
Prepare to be buried in the woods overnight, hoping that the soul of the dead can rest in peace.
It is almost early summer, and the climate is gradually getting warmer. However, deep in the mountains at this late night, there is an unfathomable coldness.
The late mountain rain was continuous and the road down the mountain was slippery. After a lot of effort, the boss finally dragged the five bodies to the woods on the mountainside.
When Mu Haotian studied the magic of the Tianshi lineage, he had also read many books about Feng Shui. He subconsciously wanted to find a good place for burial, so he put down the rope, cast a spell to focus the light with the Bagua mirror, and walked around in the forest. look.
Going deep into the dense forest, we soon found an open space.
The surrounding oak trees stand in an orderly manner, with the sky above visible and lush vegetation below. A large moss-covered rock stands on the north side, but has a gap to the south. On a sunny day, the sun shines unobstructed.
If there is no running water nearby, it happens to be a geomantic treasure on the tomb.
But how can everything be perfect?
After Mu Haotian made his choice, he went back and dragged the five corpses here, stuck the Bagua Mirror in the gap between the big rocks, focused the light, and then used the black sword to sweep away the weeds and shrubs, and started digging on the spot.
Mu Haotian has been practicing martial arts with his master since he was a child, and he has outstanding talent. Although he has not cultivated true qi and is far inferior to innate masters like Shuang Lie, he has also experienced the first two stages of the Houtian realm, "refining muscles" and "forging bones", and has mastered the third level of "inner breath". This age already belongs to the upper class.
Using the internal force, the shoveled soil flew up, and the outline of the hole was quickly formed.
But whether it was because the shovel left behind by the night watchman was too old or because he suffered internal injuries from eating the female hunter's foot, Mu Haotian only dug for a moment before he was panting and seemed to be unable to exert any strength.
He glared at the female hunter angrily, and really wanted to kick him a few times to vent his anger. But then he thought about it, why bother blaming a dead man again? He sighed, marked out three pits with a shovel, and continued digging.
It is clear that the inner breath is not empty, but I still feel that my strength is unsustainable, and I will have heart palpitations from time to time, and I need to stop and take a rest.
He stopped digging and suddenly caught a glimpse of two innate masters lying silently next to them, and thought to himself:
"Then Han Wenjing, what level has she reached?"
The three mainstream schools of martial arts, Buddhism, and Taoism in the world all unanimously define the level of cultivation as the "eight realms."
The martial arts school has a lower threshold and is the most widely practiced school in the world.
Martial arts focuses on training one's body and opening secrets. According to the strength of the body and true energy, from bottom to top, they are divided into:
There are eight realms: acquired, innate, martial soul, original martial, dragon bone, holy martial, true martial, and martial god.
Each of the major realms is divided into three smaller stages: front, middle and back. For example, the acquired realm where Mu Haotian is located includes three stages: muscle training, bone training, and internal breathing.
The Taoist sect focuses on cultivating the soul and controlling foreign objects. It directly omits "body refining" - that is, the acquired realm in martial arts, and then divides them accordingly:
Qi accumulation, foundation building, breaking the mortal world, golden elixir, Yuanying, integration, Xuanling, and the legendary Mahayana realm that can ascend to the immortal world.
Although they are both in the eighth realm, the first realm of Taoism, "Qi Accumulation", directly corresponds to the second realm of martial arts, "Xiantian", and there is no theory of immortality or immortality in the martial arts school. As the final pinnacle of the "God of Martial Arts", only Corresponds to the seventh realm of Taoism, "Xuan Ling".
Therefore, the division of Tao realms is much higher than that of martial arts as a whole.
This is also consistent with the status in the minds of the world.
Buddhism, that is, Buddhism, has many followers, but due to its clear rules and precepts, its practitioners are far less popular than those of Wu and Taoism. Its influence in Cangzhou is relatively shallow, and the division of realms is more complicated than that of the other two schools. Therefore, Mu Haotian didn't understand, he only knew that there were still eight realms in general.
"Han Wenjing was seriously injured, but he was still able to fight one against two. Looking for an opportunity, he instantly killed two innate masters. Such methods..."
Mu Haotian has not yet broken through the Houtian realm in martial arts, and has barely scratched the surface of Taoism, let alone realm. He can't help but sigh in his heart:
"I don't know how she practices. She seems to be about the same age as me at most, but she has reached such a state that is unattainable."
Although the battle between Taoist monks and martial arts masters cannot simply be judged by their cultivation level, it also has the comprehensive influence of the right time and place, chance and coincidence, magical weapons, experience with the enemy, etc., and it cannot be judged by common sense.
However, combined with Shuanghun's initial fear, the subsequent fight between the two parties, and Han Wenjing's turns of casting high-level spells, there is no doubt that she has surpassed the realm of Shuanghunting and reached the late stage of foundation building.
Thinking of Han Wenjing's unrivaled grace when performing magic and using magic weapons, Mu Haotian's heart suddenly became hot. He unconsciously reached into his arms and touched the row of shallow tooth marks on his chest.
And, the scroll wrapped in brocade silk in his arms.
This is a Taoist treasure!
With his eyesight, he couldn't tell what kind of miraculous magic Han Wenjing was performing by biting his heart, and he couldn't figure out what kind of magic needed "teeth" as a medium.
But when this scroll was unfolded, the scene that instantly captured the power of the stars and the moon and absorbed the hearts of the two hunters left him in a state of shock and unforgettable memory. He knew deeply that this was definitely an extraordinary magic weapon.
Magical objects have shone brightly in the long history, leaving many legends with those who control them, and they have always been talked about by the world.
Most of the ancient magic weapons were created by condensing the essence of heaven and earth. They are also called "treasures of heaven and earth" and "spiritual objects of chaos". They conform to the original numerology, connect with the mysterious and become real, free and satisfying.
This kind of treasure can be controlled by anyone you choose, and they can roam the world together for hundreds of years. However, it cannot be refined into its own life. When the controller dies, it will return to heaven and earth.
What is usually called "magic weapon" is a Dharma-containing instrument made with the vigorous development of the cultivation system and the tireless inventions and creations of cultivators of all generations, and the experience passed down from generation to generation and various mysterious means. Artificially endowed with spirituality, it can control the power of heaven and earth through the principles of the Great Dao, and it can also change its shape and deceive heaven and earth.
The most important thing is that this kind of magic weapon can recognize its owner and refine it into a life treasure, which can be used like an arm to command it, and it can be used as it pleases.
There are many types of magic weapons with different functions and uses.
Some are so powerful that they can be used to move mountains, fill seas, and redirect rivers;
Some are unpredictable, withered bones and beauty appearing in a blink of an eye, for thousands of years;
Some spiritual energy is so powerful that it can cut bones, wash marrow, and save lives;
There are also some shocking evil spirits that suck blood and souls, causing harm to the world...
In comparison, the power of giving orders to ghosts to suppress evil is nothing more than a small trick.
The influence of the great changes in the world a thousand years ago is everywhere, and the art of weapon refining is no exception. Although there are still a few famous forgers in the world who can tailor-make for cultivators, most of them inherit the relics of their ancestors.
While digging the hole, Mu Haotian recalled the records of magic weapons in the fragments of his master's Taoism. From time to time, he would touch the scroll in his arms. His mood was so excited that he couldn't help but open it and take a look.
"This treasure must be the opportunity for me to embark on the path of cultivating immortality!"
