longevity road trip

Chapter 278 Master
"Should I call you Xuanji or Xuanmu?" Venerable Xuanshan opened his eyes, looked past the eighteen blood-colored coffins in the hall, looked outside the hall, and said slowly.

"Senior, Xuanmu and Xuanji are just names. Is there any difference? If senior is happy, you can call me a cat or a dog, so what's the harm?" This two-horned black armored monster jumped on one foot to the side of a blood-colored coffin , the hook and claws slid across the coffin lid, a harsh chi chi sounded, and iron flowers splashed.

The eighteen corpse demons he refined were only short of Chiyuan, but after he went to Zhengyang Sect, he failed to come back. Eight corpses.

"I also want to know what fellow Daoists should be called?" A question came from outside the main hall, but within two or three breaths, Venerable Xifeng and Li Jingqing suddenly appeared in front of the main hall.

After seeing Li Jingqing next to Venerable Xifeng, the monster with two horns and black armor felt a little similar aura on his body and the demon corpse he now owns. After that, he was startled for a moment, and then he was shocked. Haha laughed, and the entire hall gradually swayed under his laughter. Fortunately, a flash of light appeared in the hall, and formation lines appeared, so that it would not collapse.

If he hadn't owned this demon corpse now, he probably wouldn't have felt the similar aura on Li Jingqing's body. The two had the same origin, but there were some differences.

Li Jingqing looked at the two-horned black-armored demon corpse in front of him. Of course he was very familiar with it. After all, he was one of the 36 demon souls born from this demon corpse, so he naturally knew the appearance of the deity's corpse.

But it was not this that made him hesitant and tangled, but the person who was possessed by this demon corpse. He closed his eyes first, suppressed the soreness in his eyes, and said to him coldly:
"I also want to know what to call you, Xuanmu, or Xuanji, can Shizun tell his disciples?"

The two-horned black armored demon corpse, after hearing the three people's questions, stopped laughing, his dark green vertical pupils were cold, and he said to the two venerables: "Hsuanshan venerable, Xifeng venerable , If the two seniors insist on asking what they are called, I am both Xuanmu and Xuanji, why don't you call me Muji Sanren."

"Are you loose people? Daoist friends can let go and break cleanly." Venerable Xifeng looked at the other party with an inexplicable smile, but no matter how hideous the other party's appearance was, the so-called beauty and ugliness in her eyes were long gone. She looked over, only caring about the other party's cultivation.

She doesn't care what the identity of the Muji Sanren was before, if it was the previous mysterious, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he be so presumptuous in front of her, but now he relies on the demon corpse, but he can barely call each other a good friend with them , but only barely.Xuanshan and her got serious, they wanted to kill the Muji scattered people, but they just spent more hands and feet.

After all, it seems that the soul of the demon corpse itself has dissipated during the 6000-year siege, and it was only then that a mere Nascent Soul True Monarch took over the body. It's too far off.

However, in this world, they are not able to do whatever they want. Once the mana used exceeds a certain limit, the tribulation thunder will come to them, and it will be more powerful each time.Low-level cultivators want to cultivate to their realm, and they are desperately trying to escape from this world and fly to other big worlds.

Otherwise, if they are trapped in this world, they will either run out of lifespan or die under the tribulation thunder once every 500 years.Low-level monks think that as long as their cultivation reaches the stage of distraction, they can escape from this world, but they don't know that this world treats all things as dogs, and the way is ruthless but righteous.

Venerable Xifeng also didn't know whether there was spiritual wisdom in this world, because she felt that all things in this world, the so-called human beings, monsters, and monsters, all kinds of creatures, as long as they absorbed the spiritual energy of this world, they could not easily escape from the world.After these Distracted Venerables die, the mana that has been refined in their bodies for thousands of years will return to the heavens and the earth, just like the monsters and poultry being raised by humans.

All things are born and die, the cycle is endless!
And they have practiced so far, how can they be willing to wait for death.No matter how trapped this world is, there are still a few places where the space is weak, but these places are extremely hidden.Therefore, when Venerable Xifeng learned about the space node from Li Jingqing, he couldn't help but trade with it.The same is true for Venerable Xuanshan, but looking at the current situation, it seems that something has gone wrong. Venerable Xifeng is active, and after asking the other party's name, he walked to the edge of the blood-colored coffins, looking at the mysterious and complicated above. The pattern of the pattern is not any kind of magic pattern she is familiar with, but with her eyes, she can roughly know the purpose of these patterns by deduction.

"Sanren?" After Li Jingqing heard that the demon corpse claimed to be a Sanren, his eyes showed a little sadness. Before that, he thought that Xuanmu Zhenjun was also like him, one of the 36 demon souls.However, the two have met many times and fought several times, he didn't find anything unusual, and thought that the other party's cultivation method was strange, so he asked Venerable Xifeng to capture Xuanmu.

Although he is one of the 36 demon souls born from the demon corpse, he does not want to set up a situation to occupy the monk's body like other demon souls.

He took desperate risks, made great perseverance and determination, and devoted himself to a child who was still in the womb.This child is only three months old, and his spirit is not in harmony. He occupies the magpie's nest halfway. This method is extremely dangerous. When a three-month-old child is in a state of disarray, no one knows whether this child has any spirit or not. With spiritual roots.

After the birth of the demon soul, each life is wise, and Li Jingqing did not want to have too much to do with his predecessor, so he resolutely took a gamble. This can only be done when the soul of the baby in the womb has not yet been formed. It is similar to the so-called reincarnation. be recognized in this world.Because he was worried, he didn't want to be restrained by others whether his deity had a backhand.

"Jingqing, you know how happy the old man was when he saw you. Even without my old bones, we can have another Nascent Soul cultivator from Wanjianmen. It's gratifying. You have practiced so far, and you have I don't have a Taoist number yet, my incompetent master will make it up for you today, how about taking the 'Yu Xing'?" Mu Ji Sanren jumped on one foot and came to Li Jingqing, looking at him with a very complicated look , said.

"Is Yu Yu Xing alone?" Li Jingqing murmured, then smiled bitterly, and said aloud, "Then Yu Xing would like to thank Muji Sanren for giving me the number."

Muji Sanren took a deep look at this former arrogant of the sect. Although there was tenderness in his eyes, the coldness returned to him the next moment.He set up a bureau hundreds of years ago, provoked disputes with the six factions, severely injured Xuanmu, and died himself, but in fact he took the opportunity to become the master of Xuanmu, and guarded in Zhenmo Valley for another 200 years. Ancestor Wan Jian left behind the jade slips that maintained the formation, and reversed the method of breaking the formation to obtain this demon corpse that came across the border.

In order not to be able to see for a long time, he knows how to practice, step by step, and do not take shortcuts, there is no hope of distraction in this life.As for the sect, as for the family, how it prospered, how it declined, even if it was destroyed.

It's just the scenery on the way to practice, take a picture in your heart, why worry about it!If the immortal cultivator can't bear the pain and loneliness of life, and his heart is like a stone, then he will simply treat it as an ordinary mortal, and he will be happy.

(End of this chapter)