That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 1218

Just when Xu Beiyou was looking at the grassland camp, the two people in the tent seemed to feel something. The woman suddenly got up and turned her head to look without hesitation. Her face was full of bone-chilling chill, almost suppressing the anger in her heart. , Said in a cold voice: "Too much deception!"

The white-haired old man was still drinking by himself, completely indifferent to those two seemingly substantial gazes, and didn't even lift his eyelids.

Seeing that the old man did not speak, the anger in the woman's heart became heavier, she stopped looking at the young junior, sat down again, and looked at the old man with restrained anger, "Why, that Mochen, who was known as the fourth person in the Taoist sect back then, is now even Are you afraid to say a word?"

The white-haired old man put down the wine glass in his hand and said slowly, "What did you say?"

The woman took a deep breath, "Weichen! Don't forget, what are we doing down the mountain this time? Our son died at the hands of this man."

The old man looked calm, and said indifferently: "Even if I speak, can I make this Sword Sect Master die on the spot, or can we bring our son back to life? I am not the ancestor of Dao, and I don't have such great supernatural powers."

The woman grabbed her cuffs tightly with both hands, and said word by word: "Okay, you don't need to say anything, but you have to do something, right?"

The old man said indifferently: "This is natural, otherwise why come?"

The woman was silent for a long time, then she suddenly sighed and asked, "If you have a hope of ascension in this life, will you come?"

While speaking, the woman stared firmly into the eyes of the old man, hoping to see some clues from them.

The old man calmly looked directly at the woman's threatening gaze, slowly shook his head and said, "No."

The woman seemed to have been drained of all her strength at this moment, and she no longer had the previous aggressive posture, and said with a wry smile: "I knew that you and Fu Chen are actually the same kind of people."

The old man, or the former master of Tianquan Peak, Weichen, finally stood up. Following his seemingly normal movements, his whole body began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The old man's body is like a dead tree in spring, starting to grow again.

The original snow-white hair returned to blue, the wrinkles on the face and age spots on the skin quickly faded, and finally changed from a gray-haired old man who was dying into a middle-aged man with a face like a crown of jade.

At this time, the dust, the breeze around the body, the alchemy is penetrating, the precious light on the face is faint, and the long beard is fluttering with the wind. It is already ninety percent similar to the portrait hanging in the Taoist Xuandu Patriarch's Hall. .

There is a saying in Taoism that "real people don't show their faces", which is in line with this situation.

Weichen smiled lightly and said, "It's been a long time since I saw this body."

At this moment, Yuchen also regained his composure, and said softly, "It's been 23 years since you cut off your chance to ascend due to a calamity in your heart, and you have always presented yourself as an old man."

Mochen's expression is still calm, but his eyes are not calm, his eyes are like the sea under the storm, with lightning and thunder, and stormy sea.

The eight elders of the Taoist sect back then were Zi Chen, the head teacher, Qing Chen, the master of Tianshu Peak, Wu Chen, the master of Tianxuan Peak, Xi Chen, the master of Tianji Peak, Wei Chen, the master of Tianquan Peak, and Yuheng Fengfeng. Lord Yuchen, Kaiyang Peak Lord Tianchen, Yaoguang Peak Lord Qingchen.The eight of them came from the same division, and they are direct brothers and sisters. If they were not ranked according to the order of entry between the brothers and sisters, but were ranked according to the final cultivation level, Zi Chen would undoubtedly be No. 1, followed by Tian Chen and Qing Chen. again.

Mote can be ranked fourth.

Among the first three, Zichen and Tianchen have both ascended, and Qingchen almost ascended. Logically speaking, Weichen is also expected to prove Taoism and seek longevity in this life, but it was just a catastrophe of several decades that completely broke him. Ascension machine, for a great cultivator who is expected to ascend, is undoubtedly falling from the clouds and falling into the mud.

Weichen said: "It's not that I deliberately show people an old face, but since that catastrophe, I have lost a lifespan of sixty years, and as a last resort, I can only restrain my brilliance and barely maintain it. After that, every time I show my true self body, one year of Yangshou will be lost.”

It was the first time Yuchen heard this statement, and his face couldn't help changing slightly, he said: "Why have you never told me about this before?"

Weichen smiled, "So what if I told you? It's just to add to your troubles. It's just that you don't have to be taboo so much this time when you go down the mountain."

Yuchen suddenly remembered something, and said in shock: "When Xiao Yu came to Beijing, the three of us escorted him because of the order of the elder brother in charge. The three joined forces to stop him, in that battle, in order to protect me, you sacrificed 20 years of your lifespan to barely block Shangguan Xianchen's three swords, but did that incident leave the root of disaster?"

Weichen said noncommittally: "The battle with Shangguan Xianchen back then was a calamity. Only after passing through can one save one's life. , and it is hard to escape the result of dying.”

Yuchen was silent for a long time when he heard the words, and finally sighed, "I understand, when he fought with Shangguan Xianchen, he each stabbed the three of us with a sword. Although we didn't die at that time, we were all broken by Shangguan Xianchen The chance of longevity, even you with the highest cultivation level, have not been able to escape from this rut."

Wei Chen said: "This is the end of the matter, so I will explain it to you. Twenty years ago, Yuhua Dengxian and I were only half a line away. Unfortunately, after 20 years, it has become a thin line. A body of cultivation is like sailing against the current." If you don't advance, you will retreat. I can't see the opportunity to ascend. The reason why I decided to go down the mountain this time is not only because of the revenge of killing my son, but also because of the word "recognition of fate". , Jianzong proves that longevity is difficult, even Shangguan Xianchen, who is amazingly talented, fell down at the last kick, but few people in the world know that it is not easy for Jianzong to prove immortality, but it is not difficult to break others' immortality."

Yu Chen whispered: "You have buried these words in your heart, but you never told me."

Weichen smiled lightly, and continued: "20 years ago, I didn't look away, so how can I tell you? In fact, in the past 20 years, I have been doing one thing, and that is to look away. After all, there was a The leg has already entered the gate of heaven, and then fell into the dust because the other leg was lame early. What a big gap. Countless monks in the world have exhausted the opportunities that they can't touch in their lives, but I just watched it fall from my palm. Even if I have cultivated my heart and mind for many years, it is really difficult to really see it away in a short while."

Yu Chen asked, "How did you see it?"

Mochen stretched out one finger of his palm, and walked around the palm with energy, and said in a flat tone: "It was after the news of Zhongtian's death came."

(End of this chapter)