A flying rainbow swept out of the abyss, and the strong wind stirred the chains, but did not disturb Cao An's figure walking with the sword. It fell steadily to the plain behind the abyss, and the Nian sword made a clear sound, hanging behind Cao An.
In the end, he still failed to break through the limitations of heaven and man, set foot in the realm of six scenes of heaven and man, and even failed to complete the five scenes of martial arts.
By feigning death by the lake, he completed the fifth demonic calamity of death and rebirth, breaking and then standing! And the seventh raised demon's defeat turns into conquest, destruction leads to creation, and he wakes up from his sleep of death. Not to mention his strength, he also cultivated Ten Thousand Swords and returned to the sect. In his original vision, Demon Burial Tianyuan was the best training ground for cultivating the eighth demon.
The Eighth Way to Enchant Demons: Use hands-on moves with people to make the demonic species display its full potential. The human and human beings of the demonic species will melt into each other, and the gods and wills will converge, creating endless changes. Humans are no longer humans, and demons are no longer demons.
But he thought wrong. High-level monsters could not achieve the purpose of the trial. Low-level monsters or monsters of the same level were just opponents with more than enough brute force but insufficient changes. They could not meet the requirements of the eighth enchantment. Loophole was fine at the beginning, and the five sceneries were pleasant to enter. After all, the monster's skin was thick and durable, and every fight was enough to make Cao An feel full.
But it was just a hearty experience, but it couldn't really fully and fully activate the demon seed. It was a little bit closer every time, and even if it missed this point, it was just one step away for Cao An. The world was separated by heaven and earth, and Cao An, who still didn't understand why, was in front of him. It took two days to finally find the answer.
People's hearts! !
Although monsters and beasts have wisdom like humans, they are not humans after all. Human martial arts, moves and techniques are all learned from countless generations of painstaking efforts and battles. They are the crystallization of wisdom, plus The changes in people's hearts are definitely not comparable to these monsters.
Although ordinary humans are still at a disadvantage in this land, that is only due to innate limitations. With equal strength, monsters and beasts are no match for humans.
The dragon eagle stood on the edge of the abyss, looking at Cao An with a pair of sharp eyes.
"I hope you won't come back to bury Demon Tianyuan in the future. Over the years, the big demons guarding Tianyuan have nothing to do. Only when you came to my place, Tianyuan was disturbed by you."
Cao An smiled slightly, condensed his voice, and passed on, "I didn't cause the killing, did I? It was just a martial arts exchange with you Tianyuan aborigines."
The dragon eagle sneered at this, "If you really came here to commit murder, you would have died long ago. Can you still walk out of the abyss alive like you are now?"
Cao An nodded slightly at the dragon sculpture and said, "Goodbye, fellow Taoist."
He turned around, frowned slightly, and glanced at the motionless Shino, feeling a little strange in his heart.
"Where did Lao Huang go? According to the previous practice, shouldn't it have appeared here long ago?" A blood contract connected Cao An and Lao Huang. Through the blood contract, Lao Huang could sense that Cao An was at peace with each other. No matter what, Cao An can also sense Lao Huang's status through the blood contract. Because of his innate racial talent, Lao Huang can find Cao An's location through the blood contract, but Cao An cannot.
What made Cao An aware of something strange was that at a certain moment when he came out of Tianyuan, he felt that his control over Lao Huang seemed to be weaker. Although he never thought of controlling Lao Huang, he could do things for himself. He was still very aware, only for a moment. He had not noticed it before, but now it made him feel a little strange.
bass!
There was a soft sound, and three copper coins bounced high, and then fell into Cao An's hand. He looked at the three copper coins in his hand.
"Do you want to leave?"
A trace of strangeness in my heart disappeared in a flash. The more experiences I had in my memory, the less I felt about these partings. Even the heavy three-year appointment was just to give myself something to do. There is an anchor point in his soul. He doesn't have much sense of belonging to this world, and he never has.
So much so that he can be generous and not care about many things. He is really afraid that he will be floating aimlessly in this world, like a leaf falling into the river.
"Then now, let's go north to the Beast Control Sect."
After all, I am looking for someone to fight with, for no reason, and I always feel that I cannot arouse that kind of interest. Judging from the current situation, the most suitable and closest to me is undoubtedly the Beast Control Sect.
On this day, a man carrying a big yellow gourd appeared in Fucheng, Sanhe Prefecture. He was dressed in a blue robe, with an unknown wooden hairpin tied up his long hair, and a lock of white hanging on his forehead. It was in the evening. The busiest time in Sanhe Mansion is when businessmen and knights passing by will enter the city and look for a place to stay.
At this time, the aboriginal people who have been busy and tired for a day will "return to their nests" to rest and live their lives with their wives and children on the hot bed.
"Hehe, another one who picks up on others' wisdom."
Cao An raised his eyes. He was a rugged man sitting by the window. He was about thirty years old. In front of the table were a pot of wine, a plate of sauced pork, and a plate of peanuts. They were very classic side dishes that go with wine. The large ring knife was placed in the corner of the table, looking very imposing. He was facing Cao An sideways, and when he saw Cao An's eyes, he looked over.
He glanced sideways.
"What are you looking at? Do you believe that I will rip off your head and use it as a football?"
Cao An smiled slightly, "I don't believe it!"
His body was very upright, as he always seemed to be, with a smile on his face, calm and calm, just like a question between friends: "Have you eaten?"
"Are you looking for death?" The man stopped the chopsticks in his hand and his eyes were fierce. Warriors are all bloody warriors. They can fight and even decapitate people if they don't agree with them. Not that all warriors are like that. It is not reasonable, but there are a large number of such people in the world who use force to show their courage.
It is not an unfounded saying that a chivalrous person uses force to break the ban.
"You can try."
The man pulled out the big knife on the table. The shopkeeper, who had originally planned to come over to smooth things over, ran to the center of the hall. His legs shook in fright, his body trembled, his round body was trembling, and he hurriedly turned around and ran back, getting under the counter. later.
The distance between the two people is not far, and there is no table in between.
The man drew his sword, exerted force with both feet, and shot like an arrow. He was in front of Cao An in an instant, and struck with the broadsword in his hand. The position of the sword was just right, and it was a blow that even the Iron Banqiao could not avoid.
Cao An's figure did not move, and he controlled the Nian Sword with his mental power to protect his waist. The moment the large ring knife cut into it, it directly shattered the knife in the man's hand. The protective aura was stimulated and instantly went into chaos. Countless tiny streaks The sword energy passed through his body, and blood overflowed from all over the man's body, and he fell straight to the ground.
His eyes were full of unwillingness, and he only had time to say: You are actually in the martial arts realm...
