Taihao Gold Medal

Chapter 20 Heart Demon Body, Seven Demon Sword Art
The silver moon shines brightly in the night sky, but it illuminates a pale scene in the world.

The brilliance penetrated straight down, and one could see that there was knee-deep grass around the bare mound, and there were many graves and mottled and broken cemetery steles among the grass.

Occasionally, corpses were exposed, and few of them still had flesh. Most of them were bones that had weathered to the point of decay.

The color of those bones is mostly grayish-yellow, or yellowish-grey, and some of them have even turned light brown due to too long time.

Grass grows all around, but there is no grass on the high hills. This is the phenomenon caused by the corpses accumulated for too long and the dead air is too heavy.

Although the imperial court has charitable funds from Yizhuang, nine out of ten of such expenditures have been corrupted at all levels, and only [-] to [-]% of them can really be used to the lower levels.

"call!"

At this moment, someone suddenly lit a flame.

In such an environment, the flame was even a little dark green, falling down and igniting the dead bones and corpses on the ground, like burning fire oil, forming several small fire paths like dragons and snakes.

"Practice the sword and cultivate the mind here, breathe the breath of death, corpse, and hell day and night, cultivate the sword of hell, and bring death to the world."

Looking at the situation in front of him, Zhang Lie comprehended the subtlety and mystery of the Shenyuan Huasha formula.

He even sat down cross-legged, with Hengjian closing his eyes in front of his knees to sense.

Accompanied by the silent recitation of the mantra, Zhang Lie always felt that in the darkness around him, beyond the firelight, there were countless pairs of eyes watching him, and there seemed to be indistinct voices around his ears, as if someone was whispering and talking, and they spoke from time to time Cover your mouth and smile secretly.

Those things in the dark are vague and indistinct, but it only adds more ethereal fear.

"Three years later, I will participate in the mission of Netherworld Abyss in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, and compete with the true disciples of the six sects. The competition is fierce. If you make a mistake, you will die there. Years of hard work and perseverance will be wiped out."

"So from a rational point of view, I should practice this Shenyuan Huasha Jue to increase my combat power. If I practice for three years according to the law, there will be no problem in doubling my combat power. Compared with it, although the Disha Sword Sutra is the general outline of the superior sword art, However, the 'Sword Qi Like a Wisp' and 'Shangdan Chongmai' that I have learned from it are both the correct way to develop step by step. No one knows whether three years of water grinding Kung Fu can produce anything. So it's a gamble."

While Zhang Lie sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to comprehend the exercises, a little old man held a torch to protect him not far away.

Zhang Chuanli is already old, his aptitude is average, and he was muddling along when he was young, so his cultivation level is only similar to that of his nephew Zhang Lie. Facing this situation at this time, he really can't give good advice, he can only say that no matter Zhang Lie No matter what choice he makes, he fully supports it.

Before coming to Yue Kingdom from Golden Rainbow Valley, Zhang Lie was inclined to practice the magic formula of divine origin transformation.

However, after seeing the beheadings of all families in the Shengjing court, and seeing the excited look of the crowd below the court holding steamed buns, Zhang Lie felt his own unwillingness from the bottom of his heart:
It's not fear, but unwillingness to be the executioner.Even if it is possible to make the most of the benefits without suffering the disadvantages, I don't want to.

Even if you can deceive Tianxin, you can't deceive your own heart after all.

"Is it to follow the relatively definite interests of rational choices, or to follow the heart and not to do the killing sword that abandons oneself?"

"Foreseeable benefits and uncertain future, this is a choice."

In the heart, heaven and man are at war.

Because if you make a wrong choice today, you might really die because of it three years later.

Once the Zongmen mission contract is signed, it is not allowed to withdraw halfway.

Thinking in this way, Zhang Lie, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation on the mass grave, recited the mantra of Shenyuan Huasha Jue for a while, and recited the scriptures in the Disha Sword Sutra for a while, in order to gain enlightenment and make a correct decision.

As the two thoughts continue to gain the upper hand, the moon sets and the sun rises, and time continues to pass, the expression of the young Taoist sitting cross-legged gradually reveals pain.

In the human heart, there is a mind and a mind, so no matter Buddhism or Taoism, the first step of practice is to lock the mind and focus, this is the real concentration of mind and mind.

It's like mindfulness meditation, whatever posture you choose, close your eyes and let your mind go, just feel your own exhalation and inhalation, exercise for ten to 15 minutes a day, then you can improve your concentration, creativity, and greatly Relieve psychological stress.

But it is these ten to 15 minutes of meditation that most people cannot do.This is the difficulty of the heart-locking ape, the determined horse.

Zhang Lie has practiced for many years, and he has concentrated his mind and completely locked his mind. He often fails to make up his mind, and suddenly thoughts pop up in his mind.

Just like this time, I have been meditating for too long and I have recited the two mantras silently for countless times. At this moment, a thought suddenly popped up and appeared in Zhang Lie's mind:
At that moment, it was as if a green light flashed in front of me in my mind, and an identical self jumped out. The other person sat cross-legged in front of me, but I could vaguely see his green face, deep eyes, and a sly smile.

"What's the point of being alive? Why do you want to live forever?"

"I said it was for Technician No. 18 at this time, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

"..."

"Because I feel that being able to live like this is a very happy thing, so I want to live longer. Because longevity is a collection of all desires in the world, so I want to work hard to achieve longevity and long-sight, and continue to achieve Perfect the strong self to achieve the state of eternal freedom."

"What is freedom?" The green-faced self on the opposite side asked again.

"...Comfortable?" Zhang Lie himself was a little hesitant, but the other party had already given a guiding answer:
"Freedom means doing whatever you want, doing whatever you want, and being omnipotent?"

"No, no, freedom does not mean doing whatever you want, being omnipotent, but when you don't want to do something, you don't have to do it. I practice Taoism to surpass myself , you don’t have to do things that you don’t want to do for your own interests.”

"So, why are you still hesitating? Even though you hold the Taihao classic and the superior sword scripture, you are still hesitating whether to practice this method of killing Dao. Do you not believe in your ancestors, or do you not believe in yourself?"

At this moment, the magical body in front of Zhang Lie raised his head, and in the next moment he merged with Zhang Lie as one.

The magic is the way.Righteousness is me, and inverse is me. Under the Dao, there is no difference at all.

"call."

Standing up slowly, the sky was bright and the red sun was hanging high.

However, Zhang Lie knew that he had meditated here for more than just one night, otherwise, with his current physique, he wouldn't make a slight crisp sound when he got up, his blood stagnated, and his joints were slightly hard.

"Boy, are you finally done training?" Seeing Zhang Lie walking out of the mass grave contentedly, the fourth uncle Zhang Chuanli asked in surprise.

Although it took three days to enter, it was too fast based on the standard of completing a method.

"No, I just came here to experience the master's swordsmanship. Now that I have seen it, I am satisfied. Fourth uncle, we should go back."

"Ah, let's go back now? Well, then I will prepare."

Although he was a bit nagging, Zhang Chuanli was still very happy for Zhang Lie, because he could tell that his nephew, who had been worrying about things for a while, finally let go of the burden in his heart after this long journey. Therefore, at this moment, the whole person appears to be clear inside and outside, clear in body and mind.

After the uncle and nephew bid farewell to King Qi and left Shengjing of the Yue Kingdom together.

Two more disciples who claimed to be the disciples of the Qisha sect of the Golden Rainbow Valley came to Prince Qi's mansion. Because the other party was carrying the token of the Qisha Taoist, Qi Wang Liu Zihuan did not dare to neglect. Explained the whereabouts of the previous two angels.

On the same day, Yin Yifei, who was dressed in white, had already taken his second senior brother Wei Boyuan to the Dharma field in Shengjing and the largest mass grave outside the city.

"I understand. Kill people during the day to fill up the evil energy, and practice swords at night to absorb the death energy. When the evil energy is full of death energy, the power of the sword formula can be greatly increased."

Yin Yifei looked at the mass grave in front of him, sorted out what he had learned, and immediately understood the key points of the context.

"Junior brother Yin, practicing swords with this method may cause future troubles! Junior brother, you have a bright future, and the master has already started to retreat and prepare to break through the realm of the Purple Mansion. You have no shortage of resources, magic formulas, or elders' protection. Do you want to practice this kind of sword art?"

Wei Boyuan was mature and prudent, and he was also afraid that Yin Yifei would be hurt by practicing the Killing Dao Sword Art, and that he would be blamed by his master, so he tried his best to dissuade him.

Even, he already wanted to go back and tell his master, or at least tell his elder sister Li Manmei, and try to get himself out of this matter as much as possible.

However, Yin Yifei grabbed Wei Boyuan's arm, and his gaze fell on him.

"Senior brother Wei, you are the oldest of my master's disciples, but you are also the one my father dislikes the most. Otherwise, you wouldn't be willing to hang out with me, the second generation ancestor."

"If you are willing to practice with me here today, I will teach you all the seven evil swords created by my father. Even if my father finds out in the future, he will not embarrass you if he knows that I taught you, but if you don't Willing to help me, don't expect extravagant skills like the Qisha Sword Art in your life. Father accepted seven disciples, and the sword arts he taught are actually only one-seventh of the Qisha Sword Art. It can be said that the Qisha Sword Art Shajian Jue is ten times better than the Fuliu Secret Sword you cultivated, and it is also ten times more powerful!"

"This this……"

Wei Boyuan looked at Yin Yifei who was hysterical in front of him, and after a little hesitation, he finally stood still in place.

Wei Boyuan also knew in his heart that what Yin Yifei said was not wrong at all, if he, with mediocre aptitude, did not seize the opportunity before him, he would not be able to obtain the true biography of Taoist Qisha in this life.

(End of this chapter)