The water is calm and crystal clear.
Xu Zhong transferred the spiritual energy, injected it into his pupils, and performed the technique of opening into the secluded world.
His eyes were as dark as the abyss, and he looked towards the pool of water.
There is nothing in the water, like a bright mirror.
And when he looked down through the mirror, the mirror shattered.
Then, the water began to boil, and dragon-shaped insects jumped around in the water, staring at Xu Zhong.
This pool of water is densely packed with insects.
"This is not a pool of water, it is an insect egg without a shell." Xu Zhong was horrified.
Behind the dragon-shaped insect, a twisted figure was gradually taking shape, and then a woman in red walked out.
The woman in red held the giant ax in her hand, took a step forward, and slashed the ax forward.
Zhila!
A huge hole was torn out in the entire space. The water in the pool spread outwards, and dragon-shaped bugs were scattered everywhere, as bright as stars.
The water spread along the opening and surrounded him.
Countless dragon-shaped bugs twisted their bodies, bared their teeth and claws, and rushed towards him with joy.
Xu Zhong roared and used the magic of divine light.
Divine light spread all over the outside of his body, protecting his flesh and blood body, and at the same time offering a gourd.
The gourd spit out the Xuanguang Sword, and the sword light flickered vertically and horizontally, colliding passionately like an abyss. Countless stars fell down, splitting a path through the diffuse water:
To move without wind is a divine art.
Suddenly, a distance of tens of feet was covered.
But his speed obviously couldn't match the speed of the water pool's expansion.
Gradually, the torn road closed again, and he became a turtle in a jar.
Xu Zhong turned the gourd.
The Geng-Gold Qi gushes out from the gourd. This Geng-Gold Qi is such a treasure and has supreme power.
Xu Zhong drained almost all the spiritual energy from his body and poured it into the gourd.
Gengjin's Qi has the power of thunder, and even the punishment from heaven cannot match his power.
It circled past, transformed into thousands of sword energies, and shattered the water curtain into pieces, and a road to the sky appeared in front of you.
However, a white light passed by.
The woman in red's giant ax fell.
The sky cracked and the ground collapsed. The woman in red stretched out her hand, pulled off the clothes inlaid with stars in the sky, pulled off the four corners, and then pulled the four corners of the ground, directly packaging the entire water pool and Xu Zhong into a chicken egg.
The giant ax was suspended above Xu Zhong's head, and divine light dropped down, hitting Xu Zhong's three acupoints: Tianmen, Baihui, and Yuzhen, forming a portal that led directly to Niwan.
A hand reached out.
Tender and slender, white as snow, without a trace of blood.
If this hand passes through the portal where his three acupuncture points are condensed, it can seize his three souls and seven souls, turning his body into an empty shell.
The art of generating light was broken and could not stop that hand at all.
Xu Zhong suddenly became wise and spread his palms.
The eye in the palm was originally closed, but the next moment it suddenly opened.
"Monster, how dare you cause trouble?"
The sound is like a yellow bell and a big Lu, loud and clear to the sky.
The surrounding pool water was immediately shaken away, and the dragon-shaped bugs in the water were shaken without a trace.
The hand paused.
She reached out and grabbed the ax from Xu Zhong's head, and slashed it towards Xu Zhong's palm.
The eyes drawn by Monk Zhenyan in Xu Zhong's hands absorbed the essence of Xu Zhong's body and took shape externally, turning into a small golden body, only 1.23 feet long.
"Go to that stone tablet!" Monk Zhenyan pointed the way and at the same time used Buddhist magic. Eight heavenly dragons emerged from the back of his head, and eight divine elephants appeared from the heart.
This is not an entity, but a manifestation of the spiritual and physical strength of Monk Zhenyan to a certain extent.
Monk Zhenyan possesses the power of the eight dragon elephant gods.
His golden body is filled with extremely powerful power, and every particle of his body is filled with a dragon elephant.
Boom!
Just one punch!
This punch shattered half of the water pool, shattered half of the body of the woman in red, and also knocked away the giant ax in her hand.
Xu Zhong was delighted.
However, the next moment, the water pool gathered together, and half of the body of the woman in red emerged.
After that punch, Monk Zhenyan was powerless.
It was shattered by the water, and only a drop of blood hung in the water.
Blood is insoluble in water and exudes golden divine radiance.
The woman in red opened her palm and accepted the drop of blood.
At this time, Xu Zhong was already under the stone tablet.
There is no water around the monument.
Even though it is in the middle of the water.
The woman in red couldn't get close to the stone monument and wandered outside the stone monument.
Xu Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the next moment, he was shocked.
The drop of blood accepted by the woman in red came to life, curled up like a baby in this egg.
The spirit flows toward the baby again.
Slowly, the baby grew up, crossed time, and became monk Zhenyan again.
It's just that compared to a real monk, this Zhenyan monk has less Buddha nature and more demon nature. He looks like a big demon.
After the monk Zhenyan came into the world, he heard him say the Buddha's name, then walked into the water and turned into a dragon-shaped insect.
"Is this how these bugs came here?" Xu Zhong had an expression of disbelief on his face.
As for the source of the bugs, he thought about many possibilities, but this was the only one he never thought of.
"These bugs are all people, but how can there be so many people here?"
The next moment, Xu Zhong figured it out.
"Blood! It's blood!"
The blood left by the great monk was turned into a dragon-shaped bug by the woman in red, so other dragon-shaped bugs should also come from this way.
Three thousand years ago, there was a great battle here, and an unknown amount of blood was shed during the battle. This blood was full of energy and vitality. In addition, Bai Zhaoju was sealed for three thousand years, and spiritual wisdom was born and transformed into monster.
A story was forming in his mind.
But why didn't Bai Zhaoju kill her?
After being sealed for three thousand years, it was impossible for Bai Zhaoju to know everything.
"It's because she couldn't kill her, or she did it on purpose." Xu Zhong felt a headache: "It's impossible that she couldn't be killed. She did it on purpose, but for what purpose?"
Then, he suddenly had an idea and thought of Shi Yao.
"They were created by blood. They may be Shi Yao and others like Shi Yao. They are soulless and need to refine their souls."
"There cannot be exactly the same soul in the world. As long as they refine the soul, those who originally sealed her will not be able to sit still."
Those people don't want to be trapped in the cave like Situ Nan.
Once these corpse monsters refine their souls, they will inevitably conflict with each other. No matter who loses or wins, for Bai Zhaoju, she will gain.
Xu Zhong figured everything out.
The story completes a closed loop.
"But, how should I get out now?" Xu Zhong suddenly became dejected again.
"Maybe the stone tablet can tell me the answer!"
Xu Zhong turned to look at the stone tablet.
There were words written three thousand years ago, which made him dizzy.
Xu Zhong sat under the stone tablet, absorbing the spiritual energy around him and looking at the stone tablet.
After the spiritual energy in the body is restored, he begins to use the art of spiritual consonance.
The art of consonance can improve people's wisdom in a short period of time. Shi Yao has used this spell before, Su Jue has also used this spell, and this is the first time Xu Zhong has used this spell.
A flash of light appeared in my mind, like a candlelight.
The difference is that the candle burns the candle, but this spiritual light burns the soul.
Xu Zhong's soul became far superior to ordinary people after absorbing the soul fragments of the Underworld Demon Lord.
This level of wear and tear is something he can completely withstand.
With the blessing of Lingxi magic, his wisdom was continuously improved.
The words became clearer and clearer in his mind.
As his wisdom improved, he put aside his understanding of the meaning of the characters and turned to studying the glyphs.
The words on this stone tablet are strong and powerful, and the iron paintings and silver hooks have a sense of familiarity.
"This is not a word, but a swordsmanship!"
Once enlightened, the shackles collapsed.
The words in his eyes turned into sword skills.
There are thirty-six words on the stone tablet.
But what he performed was a sword move.
After realizing this, the world suddenly changed in his eyes.
In Xu Zhong's eyes, the stone tablet was no longer a stone tablet, but a sword rising into the sky.
The sword light spans three thousand miles, and the sword energy reaches nine days away. The entire abyss is under this sword light.
The luster in Xu Zhong's eyes became brighter and brighter. The gourd on his waist jumped up and down, eager to try. Then the gourd automatically opened the lid and spit out the Xuanguang Sword.
This sword jumped and moved around Xu Zhong.
"It's not that the sword has become spiritual, but that my thoughts are reflected in the sword. It's not that the sword is jumping for joy, but that I'm jumping for joy."
Xu Zhong reached out and took down Xuan Guang.
The sword suddenly calmed down.
The sword reflected his appearance, which was no different from usual. But the longer you looked at it, the more you could notice the difference.
Behind him, a stream of light could be faintly seen.
This stream of light emerged from the back of Xu Zhong's head, but the source was in the center of the mirror.
The heart of the mirror reflects the origin.
At this moment, the center of the mirror changed, reflecting a sword.
This is Kenshin!
The heart of the sword conceives the way, which is the way of the sword, and the business of the way of the sword is the intention of the sword. When the intention and energy are accompanied, the sword energy is generated.
The sword energy and human spirit complement each other and benefit each other.
Xu Zhong could feel the sword energy flowing between heaven and earth.
It is a big river, surging and surging.
The river surges ninety thousand miles, and the sword energy and sword light also span ninety thousand miles.
"There was a ravine of ninety thousand miles in her heart, so she gave birth to a sword path of ninety thousand miles."
As much heaven and earth as the heart of the sword can hold, so will the power that the sword can unleash.
A piece of tile cannot last ninety thousand miles.
A sword heart the size of a tile cannot hold the ninety thousand miles of swordsmanship.
Xu Zhong understood more and more as he read these words, and he began to have some difficulty.
Lingxi wears away the soul and reaches its limit.
He released his telepathic state and used his own wisdom to deduce the way of the sword.
The heart of his sword is getting bigger and bigger, the way of the sword he can accommodate is getting bigger and bigger, and the sword intention he generates is getting stronger and stronger.
This stone tablet hides Bai Zhaoju's kendo.
And Xu Zhong regarded the stone tablet as a sword-sharpening stone to polish his sword skills.
He carved out a three-mile-long river from the center of the sword, and this was his limit.
"It's not that I don't have enough wisdom, it's that I don't have enough foundation." Xu Zhong felt it was a pity.
If he has enough knowledge, he can carve the sword heart into something more powerful.
Xu Zhong raised the Xuanguang Sword.
The moment he touched the sword, he felt extremely transparent. For a moment, what he saw was not the sword, but his hand.
"The ghost mother cannibalizes people. She is transformed by essence and blood. She is very ferocious and evil. I suppress the ghost mother here. If future generations are trapped in this, they can learn my swordsmanship, open the way, subjugate the devil, and kill the demon."
The moment he learned that sword move, the meaning of those thirty-six words became apparent.
Xu Zhong held the Xuanguang Sword and looked at the Ghost Mother.
