Chapter 625 Back Mountain

In the Taixu Sword Tomb, the old man's eyes changed.

"Since ten thousand years ago..."

"The heaven is filthy and the people's spiritual consciousness is weak. There cannot be any divine beasts..."

"In the end what happened?"

A fog hung in my mind.

The old man's mind turned into a sword and deduced the root cause of the disappearance of the evil spirit.

The spiritual thought was like a sword, breaking through the fog in an instant, and then the scenery changed, and the eyes were filled with blood.

The sky was as red as blood, and among the mountains of corpses, there was a ferocious and majestic king among the corpses. His whole body was bound by chains, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were filled with violence, blood, and twisted Tao Yun.

"Dao evil!"

The old man's eyes were horrified.

In a moment, a dark wind suddenly rose.

The boundless walking corpses and iron corpses invaded his sea of ​​consciousness like a tide, biting his consciousness without fear of death.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his skinny face revealed a hint of pride.

His spiritual thoughts condensed into awe-inspiring sword intent, like the chaos of two instruments, Taixu circulated, and the mysterious sword light bloomed in an instant, strangulating out.

All the walking corpses and iron corpses that touched the sword light were crushed into powder and strangled to death.

Seeing the tide of corpses being wiped out by the light of the sword, the Corpse King roared and the chains of cause and effect trembled around his body.

But in the blink of an eye, it followed the obscure chain of cause and effect, bullied the old man, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the old man's arm.

The old man's face showed determination, his spiritual thoughts turned into swords, and he slashed away with one strike.

This sword struck the Corpse King.

But it seemed to be cut into the void.

The corpse king is entangled with cause and effect, and seems to exist in another layer of illusion.

The old man frowned and slashed with his sword again.

This sword cuts cause and effect.

Taixu's sword intent was as mighty as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens. It cut away with one sword, breaking the chain of cause and effect, and also breaking the evil sign of the Blood Sea of ​​the Corpse King.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood disappeared in an instant.

The back mountain is silent, the sword tomb is desolate, and the ground is full of broken swords.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But the old man knew that there was a bite mark in his consciousness.

The injury was not serious, but a trace of bloodthirsty evil thoughts seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness, eroding his Taoist heart and giving him an icy murderous intention.

At the same time, the elder in the middle, Mr. Xun, who was reading at night and flipping through the formation book, his expression suddenly changed.

"The murderous intention is shaking, and the divine thought turns into a sword!"

Mr. Xun's face was as heavy as water. He stretched out his hand and drew a dark crack in the void. Then he stepped into the crack and reappeared in the sword tomb in the forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain.

There is nothing unusual about the sword tombs all over the mountain.

Only the old man in the middle seemed to have an unstable Taoist mind, and his consciousness was overflowing. A sword intent that contained terrifying murderous intent was stored but not released, making people shudder.

But ordinary monks cannot detect this kind of killing intent in swordsmanship.

The entire Taixu Mountain elders and disciples were still sleeping peacefully, unaware of what was happening in the forbidden area.

But Mr. Xun knew.

He looked at the old man in the sword tomb, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and then sighed, "Brother, you drew your sword again..."

The white-haired and long-bearded old man's face was pale, as if he was restraining something. On his face, the sword energy was flowing horizontally and murderous intent was flowing.

After a long time, he relied on his advanced cultivation to forcibly stabilize his Taoist heart, suppress his murderous intention, and his expression returned to normal, but his mind was still contaminated by the "corpse poison" of cause and effect.

A trace of twisted, blood-red Tao Yun is entangled in it.

When Mr. Xun saw this, he took a deep breath.

"This is?!"

The long-bearded old man raised his head, glanced at Mr. Xun, and said with a wry smile:

"I didn't expect it to be... Dao evil."

When Mr. Xun heard this, he looked sternly and said:

"What happened?"

The long-bearded old man shook his head and said: "Xiao Xiaoxie entered my Taixu. I wanted to deduce the cause and effect and kill it with one sword, but somehow, inexplicably, I killed an evil spirit..."

"If it weren't for this evil, the realm would be low, and it would only be half a step, and it would not be a complete body yet..."

"Otherwise, with my remaining spiritual thoughts and deficient Dao heart, I am afraid that it will have been polluted and become a puppet of Dao evil. The body is a human, and the Dao heart has become a corpse..."

The long-bearded old man breathed a deep sigh of relief, feeling chilled in his heart.

Mr. Xun's eyes were solemn, "Someone is planning to cultivate evil?"

The old man thought for a moment and shook his head, "It doesn't look like it. It doesn't look like he is deliberately cultivating evil. It looks more like..."

"I cut the cause and effect with my sword. I accidentally touched something I shouldn't have touched, violated a taboo, and offended this evil beast..."

Mr. Xun was puzzled, "What is the evil of cause and effect?"

The old man with a long beard nodded and said: "This half-footed evil... seems to be 'dead', but its resentment cannot be eliminated, and it is lodged in some 'thing'..."

"Dao Ni...is already dead?" Mr. Xun frowned even more tightly, "In this land of one realm, under the Dao Code, how could Dao Ni die so easily?"

"Who is this holy person? He is so capable that he can bypass the laws of heaven and kill evildoers?"

The old man with a long beard closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened his eyes, with a solemn expression, and said slowly:

"Everything in the world must die as soon as it is born."

"Dao evil is just the product of the deformation of the Dao. Under the laws of heaven, one is invincible, but it does not mean that it is an immortal thing..."

"It can live, and naturally it can die."

"It's just that I didn't expect that even though I was guarding the Sword Tomb and not leaving the mountain, I would be bitten by Dao Evil inexplicably..."

The old man with a long beard raised his head, looked at the starless night sky, and sighed:

"The man died, and the immortal fate of Guixu Celestial Burial appeared in the world. The secrets of heaven are turning silently, and there are more and more unpredictable things..."

Mr. Xun frowned.

In Qianxue Prefecture, the family is prosperous and the peace lasts for a long time. Indeed, it has been a long time since I heard the word "dao evil".

Now it sounds like it feels like a world away.

Old Mr.

"What kind of evil is it?"

"In the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, there is a corpse king..."

Corpse King...

Old Mr.

"Brother, are you... okay..."

The old man coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice:

"It will be good to rest for some time...Although today is different from the past, a Karma evil will not seriously damage my mind..."

After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but cough a few times.

His breath gradually weakened, and it seemed that the original injury had worsened.

Mr. Xun couldn't bear it and sighed:

"Senior brother, your mind turns into a sword... don't use it anymore."

"I know what's appropriate..."

"Brother!"

The old man with a long beard looked indifferent.

Mr. Xun sighed, his eyes were solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You should know better than me when cultivating the sword of spiritual thoughts. Although the sword is transformed from spiritual thoughts, it can cut both tangible objects and invisible gods. but……"

"Success is also due to sword intention, and failure is also due to sword intention."

"This sword intention is not an external sword weapon, but your own spiritual thought."

"When the sword intention comes out, it will either hurt others or hurt itself. Even when it hurts others, it will also consume one's own spiritual power."

"Ordinary sword practitioners use swords to kill people. If the sword is damaged, it can be repaired. If the sword is broken, it can be recast. If the sword is destroyed, just make another one..."

"But the mind is different..."

"The spirit becomes a sword. If the sword is damaged, the spirit will be injured. If the sword is broken, the spirit will be silent. If the sword is destroyed, the spirit will die..."

"This is not the scariest thing..."

"The scariest thing is..."

Mr. Xun looked at the bearded old man and said, "It is very easy for the mind to turn into a sword and the sword to leave the body. It will be contaminated by evil spirits. Once it is contaminated, the Taoist heart will be tainted with filth. It will be difficult to aspire to the great road, or even..."

Mr. Xun felt a pain in his heart and stopped talking.

The old man with a long beard smiled bitterly and laughed at himself:

"...even like me, people are not humans, ghosts are not ghosts, just keep their skins and paint themselves in captivity..."

"Senior brother..."

"I know……"

The bearded old man sighed, "I know, this sword art can no longer be practiced..."

"I am the one who practices this sword technique, and the last one..."

"From now on, all disciples of the Taixu Sect are not allowed to practice the 'Sword Transformation Art of Divine Mind', nor are they allowed to tell them about the existence of this sword art..."

"This inheritance ends with me."

"Follow me and be annihilated and die together in this Taixu Sword Tomb."

"But, I'm not dead yet..."

The old man with a long beard has a withered face, but his eyes are full of sharpness:

"I am still the successor of Taixu Sword Technique..."

"Those evil spirits that offend me, the murderous intentions derived from divine thoughts, cause and effect, and heavenly secrets, I have to kill them with my sword..."

"Even if the divine will is lost, even if the divine power disappears..."

"This is the last thing I can do."

Mr. Xun felt both admiration and sadness in his heart. He couldn't help but sigh and comforted:

"In the realm of Qianxue Prefecture, aristocratic families are established, sects are prosperous and prosperous, and some demons and demons, as well as young people, dare not offend the Eight Gates..."

"Senior brother, you don't have to..."

The old man with a long beard looked cold and chuckled: "Do you believe these words yourself?"

Mr. Xun was startled.

The long-bearded old man looked at Mr. Xun and sighed: "Junior brother, you are the master of formations, don't you know it better than anyone else..."

"Our Taixu Sect has no inheritance of the Tianji Algorithm at all."

"Our Taixu Sect has never relied on algorithms, but on swordsmanship..."

"If there is an invasion by demons and evil spirits, use Taixu Divine Mind to turn into a sword to kill the evil spirits, cut off the cause and effect, and isolate the dangers in the heaven..."

"We can only kill..."

"We can't learn the real algorithm and we can't master it, so there are some things that we can't see at all..."

Mr. Xun was silent.

He also knew in his heart that his senior brother was telling the truth.

The Tianji algorithm is far superior to the array algorithm.

My own deductions are only based on the formation algorithm, not the real secret algorithm, so I can only get a glimpse of some cause and effect, but I can't get a glimpse of the root cause...

The old man with a long beard added: "Since you can't calculate it and can only see it with your eyes, how do you know that the so-called prosperity is the truth?"

Mr. Xun frowned, "My Taixu Sect is not proficient in algorithms, but other sects..."

The long-bearded old man shook his head, "The entire Qianxue State, whether it is the array algorithm or the Tianji algorithm, has declined..."

"In the past, in the Qianxue state, formations were prosperous, the monks had firm hearts, and had the world in mind, so Tianji monks emerged in large numbers..."

"But now..."

"Although the algorithm is there, the aristocratic families and sects only consider their own selfish interests, not the common people, nor destiny."

"The elders who control the sect and even the important positions of the family live off the profits. There are some things that they cannot see at all, or in other words, they don't want to see or see."

"If the desire for gain clouds the mind, the secret of heaven will be obscured."

"Once the Way of Heaven is obscured, the demons from outside the domain and the evil gods from the wilderness will surely stir and use human hearts as a breeding ground to proliferate..."

The old man with a long beard looked indifferent:

"Those people only see the prosperous appearance, but not the root of corruption..."

"They can't predict the corruption of people's hearts and the terrible evil demons in the cause and effect of the Heaven..."

"One day, these evil demons will destroy the Taoism of my Taixu Sect."

"If I am alive, I can still kill them with a sword."

"If I die, what can I do..."

The old man with a long beard was indifferent to death, but also revealed a bit of sadness.

After hearing this, Mr. Xun sighed deeply:

"Brother, you are too serious..."

"There are countless strong people in Qianxuezhou. There will always be a way. You don't have to think too much. You should rest well..."

The old man with a long beard was silent and kept silent.

Mr. Xun said nothing more, but his eyes were also full of worry.

What you can't see is the most terrifying...

He sighed and turned away.

After an unknown amount of time, the old man with a long beard slowly opened his eyes again, stroked a broken sword at his hand, and murmured in a low voice:

"I'm sorry..."

"I want you to accompany me..."

"We'll die together in this sword tomb..."

The old broken sword was also silent, a dead silence.

The entire back mountain was empty and lonely.

In the dark sword tomb.

The old man sat on the ground, surrounded by broken swords and old chains, as if he was using swords as a formation to imprison himself in the Taixu Forbidden Land, and he would never be able to escape.

...

The disciple was in the middle.

"Little Divine Beast" Mo Hua "ate" the demon, digested it, and rested for a while.

The next day at dawn, he went to class as if nothing had happened.

The secrets of heaven are obscure, and cause and effect are lurking.

He didn't know that an old ancestor of the sect was bitten by the corpse king he kept on his body.

He still practiced and attended classes as usual.

But there was one more thing in his spare time:

Take the second-grade array task and earn merit!

Mr. Xun changed his authority for him. Although he has not yet been determined, he is already considered a "second-grade array master" in Taixu Sect, at least in Taixu Order.

During the ten-day break, he took the task of arresting criminals, although he earned a lot of merit.

But in comparison, it is definitely more cost-effective to draw a second-grade array and earn merit.

After all, the ten-day break is only two days, and there is only time to do one task.

But in the sect, there are eight days to attend classes. As long as you are free, you can take tasks and draw arrays every day.

What's more, the two are not contradictory.

You usually draw arrays to earn merit, and when you are on ten-day break, go out to "relax".

Catch a few bad guys, continue to test and improve the "iron plate", and seize a few more spells, and you can earn more merit.

With this two-pronged approach, he could earn more merits faster...

For the second-grade formation tasks, he no longer needed to ask Senior Sister Murong, Mo Hua could take them himself.

He stared at the Taixu Order, looking for tasks all the time.

He had applied for a whole morning, and as expected, no one was willing to give him the task...

In the Taixu Order, there would be an entry under the name of the disciple, and an explanation under the entry.

Under Mo Hua's current name, there was a new entry:

Second-grade beginner formation master.

Under this entry, there would be some explanations, recording how many formations Mo Hua had drawn, how many tasks he had taken, and how he had completed them, etc...

This was considered a record of merits.

It was also a proof of qualifications.

But under Mo Hua's "Second-grade beginner formation master" entry, there was nothing.

Because he had not taken any second-grade formation tasks in the Taixu Order so far, and had not drawn a second-grade formation, so this entry was naturally empty.

In other words, he was a complete "newcomer".

Therefore, other people's formations are generally not asked to be drawn by him.

Mo Hua could only lower his requirements, from the second-grade thirteen patterns, to the second-grade twelve patterns, and then to the second-grade eleven patterns...

But because of his low "qualifications", no one agreed to give him the task.

Mo Hua was not convinced, so he kept applying...

Finally, after applying for nearly thirty times, he finally successfully received the first task:

The second-grade ten-pattern formation, the fireworks formation.

Mo Hua sighed.

The second-grade ten-pattern formation is too low-end!

But there is no way, everything is difficult at the beginning.

Without accumulating small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles. If you don't start from drawing low-level formations and accumulate "qualifications", others will not give you higher-end formations to draw.

Mo Hua calmed down and began to calm down, preparing to complete his first second-grade formation task in Taixu Sect...

Today is the end of the month, and I will add another chapter later~

But it may be a little later. (.)