The wilderness was dark under the night. The north wind howled from time to time, rolling up large tracts of ice and snow. Desolate and dead, without any vitality.
Facing the invitation from the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, Zenxin smiled happily, even adding a lot of vitality to the surrounding darkness.
"A Buddhist with a Zen heart knows how to advance and retreat, understands things, and knows what to do and what not to do. This alone has surpassed countless people." The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion smiled slightly, turned around and looked towards the north.
"With the participation of Zen Heart Buddha, we will be more precise in locating the source of the manifestation of Brahma's spiritual will, which can save a lot of time and energy."
"Is the Pavilion Master planning to go directly to the source of spiritual energy?"
"Because I once paid homage to Brahma and later carried the Black Abyss, I do know the exact location of that place. And we are now on a route where Brahma's spiritual energy disperses outwards. We can keep moving forward along the induction Saves a lot of time.”
"However, a war is about to break out at the source of Brahma's spiritual power. As outsiders, if we rush in without preparation, we are likely to be attacked from both sides by Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Lord of the Golden Tent." Zen Heart nodded. The expression and tone when he spoke again directly positioned himself above his subordinates and assistants.
His attitude changed quickly and smoothly and naturally, as if he was originally a disciple of the Hidden Sword Pavilion and was reporting to the master of his pavilion before making suggestions.
After a pause, he added,
"If the Pavilion Master wants to absorb the Brahma Spirit and deal with the Martial Emperor, it is better to wait for the fight between the two parties to end. By that time, even if the Brahma Spirit is not torn apart, I am afraid it will become much weaker, and it will obviously be easier to deal with. The same is true for the emperor's corpse. After a hard battle, even if the divine will enters the body, it will inevitably suffer excessive wear and tear." The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion sighed,
"The most intense explosion of Brahma's spiritual power can bloom into the most beautiful flower of killing, which is more in line with the conditions for warming and nourishing swords. As for Emperor Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I never said that I would be an enemy of him, so what is his status? Whether it's good or bad, it doesn't mean much to me." Zenxin said doubtfully,
"If Emperor Wu is still at the peak of his power after defeating Brahma, wouldn't the Pavilion Master be worried that he would attack the nearby Sword Pavilion disciples again?"
"He won't take action against us." The master of Hidden Sword Pavilion slowly shook his head.
"Even if I stand right in front of him, as long as I don't take the initiative to provoke you, I won't attract his attack."
"Why?"
"Because the disciples of the Sword Pavilion cultivate their swords and minds, and only seek to cut without leaving a mark with their swords, they are extremely pure people from the beginning to the end. We have never had any involvement with all kinds of spiritual beings, nor have we ever had anything like those brought by the Sect's Blessed Land. The aura lingering around us is why we can be so sure that there is only a wisp of the emperor's corpse left with lingering obsession, which will not and should not find us." After hearing this, Zen Heart immediately fell silent.
He frowned and thought deeply. After a long time, he asked tiredly,
"The Pavilion Master knows many secrets, so can you tell me, this junior, what exactly are these so-called spiritual meanings?"
"Also, there are spiritual manifestations in the southern frontier and northern wasteland, as well as in the east sea and the west pole. However, in the Great Zhou area living in the Central Plains, it is rare to hear of the existence of spiritual beings. However, there are only martial arts similar to the seven sects of the sect. The true meaning. So, what is the difference between the true meaning of martial arts and the spiritual meaning?" The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was slightly startled, and his gaze towards Zen Heart couldn't help but become a little strange.
He slowly exhaled a breath,
"This is the first time I've seen a spiritually involved person like you. It really surprised me."
"Senior, don't listen to what I say, just watch what I do." Zenxin just smiled and said,
"In this way, the Pavilion Master will know that whether he was worshiping Brahma before or carrying the Black Abyss now, the junior has always been very pious, and can even be described as fanatical. That's why I am determined to get to the bottom of it, and want to truly understand the Black Abyss. What is the abyss, or is it not a thing? As the saying goes, if you want to do your job well, you must sharpen your tools first, so that you can let go of some things and make it easier to contribute to its development and growth." The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion thought for a long time,
"You are right, spiritual meaning is indeed not a thing, but no one seems to be able to really figure out what this thing is. As for the origin of spiritual meaning, I only know that it has something to do with the ancestors' struggle for life and death. It has a lot to do with it.”
“Ancestors’ struggle against death?”
"Yes, there is life and death, prosperity and decline, the alternation of life and death, formation, residence and destruction. This is a principle that has existed since ancient times and cannot be changed by personal will. As long as you read ancient books, you can often see it The ancestors lamented the perishability of life, even if they were alive like a bright moon shining in the sky, spreading light everywhere, after death they would only be left with a handful of loess, and everything would be in vain."
"So even though they know the principles of formation, abiding and destruction of emptiness, they still want to jump out of reincarnation and transcend life and death. This is the pursuit that every person who stands on a high place desires. And in this tireless pursuit, I don't know why. The birth of various spiritual meanings, but the process has long been lost in the long river of time, and no written records can be found." After a pause, the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion continued,
"As for the true meaning of martial arts that you just mentioned, it is even more obscure and difficult to distinguish. Sometimes I read ancient books while studying ancient books, and occasionally I have inexplicable thoughts. I feel that the true meaning of martial arts of the seven sects seems a bit strange. It's so right, it's obviously similar to Lingyi, but it's also a little weird." Zen Xin deeply agreed with this,
"When I was in the Nine Sacred Mountains, I saw the figure of the Lord of Lingming Mountain from a distance. She practiced the Nine Transformations of Lingming and became a Grandmaster of the Yangji Spiritual Realm, but she turned into an irrational lunatic. If according to what the Pavilion Master said, The true meaning of the martial arts of the seven sects is indeed a bit strange." The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion shook his head.
"No, it's completely normal to practice martial arts and go crazy a few times, and the weirdness I feel is not what it refers to."
"Although the appearance of spiritual meaning is mysterious and difficult to think about, if you really dig deep and study it carefully, you can still find some unclear connections, which are inseparable from the pursuit and exploration of the ancient ancestors. But as for the true meaning of martial arts, it seems that it is suddenly there, waiting for ignorant people to discover, and then little by little, people and minds merge, and minds and bodies merge. After that, there have been booms and troughs of decline, and gradually This has led to the current situation.”
"This junior roughly understands what the Pavilion Master means." Zen Xin clasped his hands together and bowed.
"Similar to the true meaning of the sect's martial arts, it is actually something that exists in this world itself, while the spiritual meaning of the northern wilderness, southern border, and the east sea and the west end gradually manifested itself with the pursuit of the ancient ancestors." The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was silent and looked at the young man in black clothes and robe quietly.
After a long time, he sighed and shook his head.
"Not long ago, I praised you for being smart and thorough, but you completely misunderstood what I wanted to express. Think about it, why is it always more difficult to produce a martial arts master from the seven sects than from the southern border to the northern wilderness? More? Then think about it again, whether it is Brahma or the Black Abyss, as long as a warrior reaches the communion between heaven and man, he can basically attract the spirit to come. The only difference is that there are fewer ordinary gurus and more conjurers. . But for the masters of the sect, when they manifest the true meaning of martial arts, you can know the difference between them and receiving the spiritual intention by carefully sensing it." Zen Xin's brows suddenly frowned, thoughtfully.
After taking a few breaths, he suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise or even disbelief flashing in his eyes.
"According to what the Pavilion Master wants, could it be that the true meaning of martial arts corresponding to the seven sects of the sect is not actually in the world we live in. It is something similar to the gods and monsters mentioned in the legend of the Northern Wilderness tribe, similar to the demons outside the underworld, falling into the mortal world. Are we going to cause trouble and bring disaster to the world?" The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion lowered his eyes and let out a low sigh,
"I am not standing high enough and my horizons are not deep, so I don't know the specific reasons. I only know that Zen Heart Buddha's guess seems a bit outrageous. Even I was surprised when I heard it. I have to admire that young people really have many thoughts. Be flexible with your ideas.”
"Returning to the Pavilion Master, I have always wanted to figure out the secret of the Dark Abyss, so I often think about things. However, it has become full of complicated thoughts, and I have lost the purity and clarity of the spiritual platform."
"It's not necessarily good to be spotless, and it's not necessarily bad to be complicated. It all depends on how you look at it. But hearing what you said from the devil outside the underworld made me suddenly think of all the things I encountered on the way from west to east. He is a very strange person. He looks quite ordinary, but in perception, he is a twisted and entangled shadow. He seems to be incompatible with the surrounding environment, but he can blend into it with a strange kind of relaxation. "
"A group of shadows, where is that person?" Zen Xin's eyes lit up, seeming to be very interested.
"He overestimated his own strength and didn't know whether to live or die. He tried to sneak attack on me. Naturally, he was cut in two with one sword. No matter how hard he fought, it was difficult to get back." At this point, the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion remained silent without any warning.
The next moment, he slowly turned around and looked into the distance shrouded in darkness.
"There are two people in that direction."
"They gathered their energy like a stubborn stone, and they almost hid it from me." The voice fell, and the figure of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion disappeared without a trace.
Zenxin also turned around to look. He was a little confused at first, but after a moment he suddenly narrowed his eyes.
"It's actually him!?" Suddenly a surge of blood surged into his heart, causing Zen Xin's originally calm thoughts to suddenly become turbulent.
"He must not die. If he is killed by the Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion in front of me, it will be the greatest disrespect to the Dark Abyss."
"So we must stop the Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion. It's best not to allow any conflict between them." Peng made a loud noise.
Zen heart suddenly stepped on the ground, and his figure skyrocketed. The spiritual energy of the Dark Abyss surrounded him, triggering a large number of warriors hiding in the darkness to chase the Master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion in the direction he left.
In an instant, Ye Yuan himself was the only one left here. The sudden ups and downs just now, as well as the conversation between the pavilion master and Zen Xin, made her confused and confused, and even felt at a loss.
She watched helplessly as the pavilion master took the first step, and then Zen Xin chased after him until both of them disappeared from sight, but they still couldn't fully recover.
I don't know whether to follow them or follow the original plan and go ahead to find the temporary residence of the Northern Wilderness tribe.
After much thought, Ye Yuan decided to stay where he was. Staying unchanged in response to all changes, waiting for the return of the pavilion master.
She descended the slope, chose a position leeward, closed her eyes and began to rest her mind. Suddenly, Ye Yuan's heart moved, and driven by some weird and strange thoughts, he quietly opened his eyes a crack.
Through the dark night, she could only see scarlet eyes. But before Ye Yuan could react, densely packed, countless eyes appeared around those scarlet eyes, blinking continuously a few steps in front of her.
Ye Yuan opened his eyes involuntarily, but at this moment the child's eyes shrank inward, and dense red dots were reflected inside, which were the reflections of those scarlet eyes.
It was like there was an ink-colored wall standing there, and there were hundreds of eyes that looked like they were soaked in blood staring at it, like countless little scarlet lights that flickered on and off.
Ye Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and shivered. Even if it's just the first one, it's enough to make people wary in this situation.
But now they are connected and everywhere. Chaotic evil, cold and bloody...this is Ye Yuan's first intuitive feeling.
Without any hesitation or any big movement, the two swords behind his back fell directly into Ye Yuan's hands.
"Yin and Yang complement each other, and the two rituals rotate!" Ye Yuan slashed out the male and female swords like lightning. Uh-huh! The cold light pierced the void, and murderous intent spread across the sky.
The sword slashed out, but Ye Yuan didn't even look at it, or even think about it, and just dodged away behind him.
Katcha! There are a few more cracks on the ground beneath your feet. Ye Yuan's face was gloomy, and he slowly lowered his head and looked at his shoulder.
There, I don't know when a black hand appeared. It is like a changing shadow, giving people an inexplicable, weird and terrifying feeling in this dark and dead environment.
The five fingers were twisted and entangled, locking her spirit and body easily, making it impossible for her to move.
Gudong! There seemed to be a swallowing sound. At the bottom of the soil slope, a piece of cloth drifted away in the wind. There were a few more drops of blood on the ground, but Ye Yuan, who was still standing here, had disappeared, disappearing without a trace.
Deep in the dark wilderness, two figures stood side by side.
"Junior brother, what are you thinking about?" Ni Hao's eyes were half open and half closed, and all the energy in his body was restrained, as if he had completely merged into the darkness.
"I'm thinking about Emperor Wu's understanding of the Emperor's Seal." Wei Tao responded casually, still thinking hard.
When he was in Mianlong Town on the Nine Sacred Mountains, his evaluation of Emperor Wu was in just four words. That is unfathomable.
After his strength increased again, he once again reviewed the power of the two Emperor Seals, and what he came up with was still unfathomable.
Moreover, this is a situation where the emperor's corpse has just risen from the rift, and the physical body of the divine will has not yet been harmonized.
Now that another period of time has passed, who knows how the former number one in the world will improve and what level he will reach.
Therefore, Wei Tao was not too surprised about Brahma in the Northern Wilderness facing a formidable enemy. Instead, he felt the same and quite understood.
This shows that the Emperor's Seal has great potential and is definitely worth studying in depth. It was also driven by this idea that after incorporating several spiritual thoughts into the Emperor's Seal, he wanted to go one step further, but encountered unprecedented difficulties.
Ni Hao asked again,
"Junior brother has already become a master of the Supreme Emperor. Could it be that in the subsequent practice, he encountered another difficult problem to solve?" Wei Tao nodded, with many doubts in his tone.
"After returning from Lingyungang, I tried to integrate the four spiritual concepts of Brahma Black Abyss and Luocha Weak Water into the technique. Although there were occasional twists and turns during the process, the whole process was smooth and smooth."
"However, after returning to the mountain gate, I was thinking, since Brahma's spiritual meaning is meaning, and Xuanwu's true meaning is also meaning, why can't it be integrated into the Huangji seal?" Ni Xun's eyes flashed like autumn water. Gorgeous,
"Junior Brother Wei tried, but failed in the end?" Wei Tao smiled and said
"If you fail at a certain link in the end, in my opinion, it is not actually a failure, but just a temporary lack of success. It's like finding a road that is blocked at the end, then find a way to get it through, even if it is not successful in the end. I haven't been able to get through it, so I've seen the scenery on this road before. But after so many attempts, I discovered that I want to integrate the true meaning of martial arts into Huangji, but there is no way at all, let alone a failure halfway. , can't even find the entrance to failure." He frowned and sighed,
"Then another question arises, that is, what is the difference between the spiritual meaning such as Brahma's Black Abyss and the true meaning such as Xuanwu Ghost Car?"
"Huh!?" Ni Xun was about to speak, but his expression suddenly changed. In her sight, a ray of light quietly appeared from the depths of darkness.
It comes from nothing, from small to large. In an instant, he had passed through a large area of dark void, and was still rapidly expanding the scope of his coverage.
Ni Nian narrowed his eyes fiercely, staring at the light that dispelled the darkness. A thought quietly rose from the bottom of his heart, and then quickly occupied his entire mind.
This sword light... was stronger than any swordsman she had ever seen before. boom! The air was suddenly torn apart.
Wei Tao took a step forward at this moment and stood in front of her. Then he punched forward slowly. boom!
The Yuantai Fist Seal fell, and darkness surged endlessly. It seemed as if a large area of space was turned upside down and pressed towards the sword light.
A large swath of brilliant sparks suddenly exploded in mid-air. There was also a crisp sound like a whine from Katcha, which spread at the same time.
Wei Tao withdrew his punch and looked down at the ground a few steps away. There lay a long sword.
It was broken into two pieces by his punch. The sword was still trembling slightly, as if it had spirituality and life, and wanted to rise again and cut through the void.
"No one showed up, just a sword came over?"
"Could it be that this is a flying sword? I saw the legendary skill of wielding a sword through the air?" Wei Tao stretched out his hand to grab it, put the two broken swords in his palm, and put them in front of his eyes to observe carefully.
He didn't see anything, so he just put his hands together and rubbed them together, turning this extraordinary long sword into two pieces of scrap metal, no longer as radiant as before.
In the distance, the face of the master of Hidden Sword Pavilion changed slightly and his expression was surprised. Able to break a sword physically or break his sword, this person is definitely a great master of Yangji horizontal training.
But that's not the point. Even with Yang Ji horizontal training, he has more than one way to grind the opponent to death bit by bit.
What really surprised the Master of Hidden Sword Pavilion was the true meaning of Xuanwu Wuji that suddenly broke out just now. The Void Xuanwu arouses the dark energy of death, and the Wuji Sanshou's clouds and mist locks obscure it, so the person who just made the move should be the master of the Yangji Henglian Xuanwu Wuji.
"To be able to practice three time-consuming and labor-intensive techniques at the same time to such a state, this person's talent and qualifications are definitely not comparable to ordinary warriors. Even the old man's long-dead state of mind will be shaken by it." The Master of the Sword Pavilion exhaled a breath of turbid air, stretched out his hand to hold the sword box on his back.
Uh-huh! Three more long swords were unsheathed silently and flew towards the depths of darkness. Wei Tao was still looking for traces of the master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion, and his heart moved inexplicably.
There seemed to be a disembodied voice, quietly sounding from the depths of his consciousness at the same time.
"The way to observe the sky and the journey to hold the sky are complete!"
"It turned out to be the Sancai Killing Sword, so the person hiding in the darkness is not a Hidden Sword Pavilion swordsman, but at least four great swordsmen." Wei Tao sensed Senhan's murderous intent coming towards him, and took another step forward. out.
After the Yuan Ti Seal came out, both fists were suddenly covered with cloud patterns and black scales, and sharp bone spurs popped up, stirring up the dark death energy and slamming forward.
But at the last moment, when he saw clearly the three long swords that were flying towards him, but still could not see the swordsman opposite who was practicing three swordsmanship, he suddenly changed his mind.
Silently, the Yuan Fei transformed into the Emperor Ji. In an instant, the darkness dissipated like a tide, and the four spiritual spirits manifested at the same time, tightly wrapping the three rusty swords.
Later, scarlet silk threads came out, intertwined and twisted endlessly, and weaved a large net that fell down. Buzz!
Sancai's killing sword trembled violently and moved forward through the air. But it was like a flying insect burrowing into extremely thick glue. Every step forward was extremely difficult. After cutting off countless mysterious threads, it was finally entangled three times on the left and three on the right, and it was lost. all mobility capabilities.
Wei Tao waved gently and brought the three long swords closer to him. Sensing the trace of murderous intent contained in each of them, he suddenly smiled with joy, and even the depression caused by the sneak attack was swept away.
The expression of the master of Hidden Sword Pavilion in the distance changed again. He used the Sancai Killing Sword as a countermeasure, preparing to open the gap with murderous intent and target Heng Lian Yang Ji's physical body. Unexpectedly, it had no effect again.
But this time, he received an even greater surprise.
"What kind of skill is this?"
"The Black Abyss of Brahma and the Weak Water of Luo Cha blended together so harmoniously, and in turn cut off the connection between me and the Sancai Killing Sword. This is simply unseen and unheard of."
"The Beihuang sect has practiced all the skills together, and the four spiritual thoughts are in one body. What kind of person can do this?" The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion took a deep breath of cold air, and hesitated for a while, whether he should do it again or not. continue.
With four spiritual powers at his side, he would have no chance of winning if he took action as casually as before. If you really want to fight, you can either open the sword box wide and use all your sword skills to fight the enemy.
Or you have to really stand in front of the other party and engage in a fight with your special skills. Or the two methods are used together, and the opponent must be killed here at all costs.
The master of Hidden Sword Pavilion thought about it for two breaths and finally decided to forget it. There is no need to have a life-and-death confrontation with this mysterious and powerful warrior at this time and at this place.
He has been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child. What he cultivates is the pure sword intention that goes forward without any hesitation, but it is definitely not a stubborn and stubborn act.
Being able to advance and retreat, and knowing yourself and your enemy are also valuable qualities for a swordsman. Among many ancient books in the Sword Pavilion, there is indeed a saying that only those who can master love can master the sword. However, many disciples have misunderstood the true meaning and embarked on a path that can be called twisted and crazy.
Thinking of this, the master of Hidden Sword Pavilion was about to turn around and leave. At this moment, a sharp cry suddenly sounded in his ears, bringing with it a large bloody light.
There are also looming red flames, looming under the dark night, forming the appearance of a rising lotus.
The master of the Hidden Sword Pavilion was slightly startled, and an incredible thought flashed through his mind.
"This is the true meaning of the ghost car, the red lotus of karma."
"My Hidden Sword Technique can condense Qi and hide my body. It was just a slight fluctuation in my mood, but he discovered it."
"So, this person is the master of Xuanwu Wuji Lingming Qinglian Henglian who has attracted four kinds of spiritual thoughts into his body!?"
"It is a blessing for ordinary warriors to be able to communicate with heaven and man through a kind of martial art. But this person has four spirits and five senses. It is really hard to imagine what kind of talent and qualifications he must have to achieve this level. "
"It seems that I can't leave, so I have to stay and see the true face of this mysterious figure. When I think about the upcoming battle with the great master of four spirits and five senses, my sword heart, which has been warmed for decades, can't help it. Some excitement and excitement.”
"Huh!?" The Master of Hidden Sword Pavilion was about to turn back, but suddenly stopped. His eyes shrank slightly, and a twisted and tangled shadow appeared in his eyes, appearing next to him.
There was also a pitch-black palm with five fingers spread out, silently falling towards his shoulder.
Somewhere further away. Wei Tao went through nine changes of spirit, looked at gods and spirits, and used the red lotus of karma to finally capture the deeply hidden figure in the dark.
"Sure enough, he lives up to his reputation as a swordsman of the Hidden Sword Pavilion. This old guy's ability to control his energy and conceal his body is almost as good as Sun Xiyue's invisibility."
"However, I finally found you." Just as Wei Tao was about to take a step forward, his brow suddenly jumped, and the five fingers of his right hand opened into claws and grabbed directly towards the empty space on one side.
His right arm suddenly thickened and swelled, covered with cloud patterns and black scales, and sharp claws grew out, and he pressed down with force.
Katcha! Unexpectedly, the grasp he gathered his strength to catch failed. His thick and sharp fingers collided together, making a sound like metal, and a ball of dazzling sparks exploded.
"Junior Brother Wei, to your left." At this moment, Ni Hao's voice came quickly. Wei Tao quickly turned his head, and a twisted shadow came into view.
Almost at the same time, the black shadow had wrapped around his body, and then shrank violently inward. Katcha!
Katcha kacha! Except for the slight deformation of Wei Tao's body at the beginning, the twisted and entangled black shadow behind him could not be entangled at all, and there were even faint signs of being broken apart.
His face was expressionless, and his bones made a series of crisp sounds. The figure expanded rapidly and was tightly restrained, creating a stalemate between the two.
The twisted black shadow kept increasing its strength, but it still couldn't wrap around or tighten it. Cloud-patterned black scales emerged from under the skin, and thick and sharp barbs protruded from the joints, directly pushing out sharp arcs from the black shadow surrounding him.
Whoa...the twisted black shadow dispersed without any warning. boom! Suddenly without the restraint of external power, Wei Tao instantly swelled to a height of more than ten feet. The long tail of the snake behind him swung wildly, smashing dark cracks into the hard ice and snow ground.
He slowly turned around and looked in the direction where the black shadow dispersed, a pair of scarlet eyes flashing with anger and irritability.
