Cultivation of Immortals: Start with blind thinking

Chapter 179 Childhood Memories

Goosebumps arose on Jin Ziming's back, and the cold and evil energy seeped in. He understood that this was the sonic attack of the five ghosts.

He unfolded the "Demon Sword", accompanied by "Golden Light Mantra", "Emperor Inkstone Mantra", "Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals Curse" and "Hell Breaking Curse", summoning Buddha's light, thunder and lightning, and gods to attack.

Even some mantras that have the functions of suppressing demons, eliminating disasters and purifying are also used by him.

Although the ghost's heart language was suppressed, his fighting spirit was high. He recited the mantra silently, and the five ghosts returned to one, showing their real body again.

At this time, he had a long black rope wrapped around his upper body, and he was holding a strange black stick in his hand.

With a thought of the ghost cultivator, the black ropes on his body sprang out strangely and pulled towards Jin Ziming.

The black sticks strike at the same time, and the small black snakes carved on the sticks will come out from time to time to attack the enemy.

And the black snake, like the bat, can turn into black smoke after being hit hard, and return to the carvings on the stick.

The two fought fiercely, killing heartily.

In the distance, seeing Jin Ziming in a stalemate, Lin Xi's heart moved slightly.

She operated her charm skills, and smiled at Fu Xiaoyan who had fallen into obsession.

The innocence and unconcealed obsequiousness, like a peony among thousands of flowers, made the demon head in a trance, feeling like he lost his soul.

The beauty's eyes were shy, and she was on the verge of talking.

Fu Xiaoyan seemed to feel the call of the witch, asking him to become a close flower protector.

He raised his feet involuntarily and walked towards the goddess.

That delicate and glamorous face smiled like a flower, but beside him, there were three-color flying knives rushing out, attacking the devil from different angles and trajectories.

Fu Xiaoyan was completely swayed by Mei Gong, without realizing it, he still moved forward with a foolish smile.

Seeing that he was about to be pierced by the three knives, a black fish jade pendant on his chest suddenly sprayed three black flowers from the mouth of the fish, blocking the flying knives one by one.

The flash of light finally woke him up from his lost soul.

Fu Xiaoyan cursed, called out a black spear, and charged over.

He was so obsessed with ghosts that he completely forgot Gui Xinyu's advice, he just wanted to take down this little fairy as soon as possible and let her toss and turn on the bed.

Lin Xi wanted to use this Nascent Soul to experiment with new saber techniques, so she casually threw a handful of Fire Spirit Stones and smashed them on the surrounding ground.

The Lingshi burrowed into the soil and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fu Xiaoyan was worried about fraud, so he quickly picked out a few with a long spear.

But in fact, Lin Xi just threw it at will, not to arrange any powerful formation.

The black gun carried black flames and dozens of ghost heads hidden in the fire, and stabbed towards the witch.

Lin Xi stretched out his hand, and the black and silver knives returned, but the red knives disappeared.

The "Mandarin Duck Demon Charm Knife" unfolds, the black knife is the male, and the silver knife is the female.

They are entangled and worried about each other, tossing and turning.

The two knives cooperate tacitly, overlapping for a while, flying separately for a while, and appearing in the hands of the owner again for a while.

With these two knives alone, she was evenly matched against the Black Demon Gun, Black Fire and Ghost Head.

But she also has a more powerful knife.

Ever since she integrated into the fire spirit that Jin Ziming brought back from Huowu Kingdom, her natal red sword has undergone a transformation.

From time to time, this knife shoots out from somewhere underground, with a hot knife energy, it seems to burn the opponent's soul into ashes.

Its sneak attacks, without any warning, always use weird and tricky routes, making it difficult for Fu Xiaoyan to guard against.

If it weren't for the black fish on his chest who had saved his savior many times, he would have already become a dead soul under the sword.

You Ji got Lin Xi's will and has been standing by and watching.

But seeing this devil cheating "shamelessly" again and again, he couldn't help getting annoyed.

She quietly touched behind Fu Xiaoyan, and at the moment when the black fish spewed out flowers again, she suddenly slapped Moxiu on the back of the head, causing him to faint on the spot, and Nascent Soul was also banned.

Since she didn't get Lin Xi's order, You Ji didn't dare to kill her.

Lin Xi glanced at the cat demon angrily, a little dissatisfied that she interrupted her practice.

But seeing You Ji's pretty appearance, how could he bear to continue to blame her.

She was a little annoyed, she didn't expect that the Nascent Soul middle stage of the first-level sect would be so ineffective, if she knew this, why would she need to use the charm?
I hope I haven't been found out, otherwise that narrow-minded man will complain again.

She sighed helplessly, turned her head to look at the battlefield in the distance, and found that the two were still fighting inextricably.

No matter whether Jin Ziming is capable or not, he can't kill a genius ghost cultivator of the first-level demon sect on this occasion.

It doesn't really make much sense to fight any further.

He walked to Fu Xiaoyan's side, held the red knife against the back of Fu Xiaoyan's head, and shouted softly:
"I said, two, when will we fight?

Gui Xinyu, your senior brother fell into my hands, I can let him go, but let's stop today, how about it? "

The two who were fighting fiercely in the distance had already discovered the changes here.It's just that under evenly matched forces, it's hard for one side to stop.

After hearing Lin Xizhi's words, they both jumped back at the same time and stopped fighting.

"It's hard to tell the winner today, let's fight another day."

The ghost's heart is clear, he can't win the demon sword alone, since the master's beloved son falls into the opponent's hands, it's better to stop fighting.

"Today we just saw injustice and drew our swords to help. Since we have no grievances or enmities, we don't need to fight."

The witch smiled seductively, retracted the red knife, and wanted to leave with the man.

Suddenly someone on the ground shouted urgently:

"Cousin, he hasn't detoxified me yet, so I can't leave."

Ghost Xinyu looked at Jin Ziming, but didn't speak.

For such an insignificant role, the reckless man doesn't care at all.

He stepped forward, and Yi Qiuyuan sucked back the poison ball in his chest.

Then grabbed the beauty's little hand, jumped into the air, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

He let go of his consciousness in the air to confirm that Ghost Xinyu did not follow.

"Lin Xi, your red knife can move between the fire stones like the fire spirit?"

"Yes, Jin Zi, I have to thank you.

This is the sword technique I just learned. The master said that if you can use fire stones to form an array, the power will be even stronger. "

"How far can you move between fire stones?"

"It's within fifty feet now, if you continue to practice, you should be able to reach a hundred feet."

"Well, that's not bad. Combining powerful formations is of course a very good idea, but there is another trick, which may be even more powerful."

"what?"

"Combine it with 'Dunqu', and use the movement between fire and spirit stones instead of space travel, what do you think?"

"Gold, good idea, why didn't I think of it."

"Well, think about it again, there may be more ruthless methods, for example, you grind the fire spirit stone into a small knife or a small sword.

In battle, if you shoot them as hidden weapons, the opponent will probably smash them to pieces.

At this time, if you can use the shattered spirit stone to move the red knife over and activate 'flee away' at the same time, how terrible do you think it is? "

Jin Ziming's mind was wide open, and new inspiration emerged.

"This trick is indeed insidious, but whether the red knife can move through incomplete broken spirit stones, I have to try to know."

"I remember that in the mines of the Fire Dance Kingdom, the fire spirit is allowed. If you have inherited its abilities completely, you should be able to do it too."

"That's great, but there is also a problem, that is, you can't let the opponent smash the fire stone, otherwise you really can't move it."

"So you have to find a way, or strengthen the hardness of the spirit stone in advance;

Either use spiritual energy or saber energy to block most of the opponent's attack power for these hidden weapons;
Or, simply wait until the opponent is weak before using this move. In that case, it is really possible to kill him with one blow. "

While discussing, the two galloped towards the southeast, and arrived at their destination after more than two hours.

Hanyuan City is not big, but has a profound historical background.

Thousands of stone steps can be seen everywhere, hollow carved stone walls, and many old but still tall and straight pines and cypresses.

The buildings in the old street are old and the archway has been dilapidated, but the incense in the temple is still strong.

This place inherits the traditional style of Yukun Kingdom, and has a strong book fragrance.

The sound of reading in the private school and the quiet and elegant courtyards in the alleys all set off the simplicity and elegance of this small town.

The two wandered silently in the small street, an inexplicable emotion lingered in Jin Ziming's heart.

It didn't take long before the two of them passed through the city and came to the south of the city.

There is a meandering river ahead, the river is clear, reflecting the rolling hills on the opposite bank.

Jin Ziming looked up involuntarily, his heart trembling.

He has seen the green hill on the opposite side.

In the Three Lives Pagoda of the Lingyun Sect, in the first and second lives he entered, he had seen those mountains and this river.

The two of them walked to the beautiful river and looked at the large number of houses on the east bank.

A string deep in Jin Ziming's soul plucked, causing him to be in a trance.

He sat by the river embankment, staring at the densely packed houses, dazed.

Lin Xi didn't bother, and sat down with him silently.

The reckless man is sure that he has lived here, and not for a short time.

The memory of childhood was covered by fog, but now there is a breeze blowing by, revealing a corner.

I vaguely saw a kind and elegant couple and their lovely daughter.

She was dressed in red, with two long ponytails, about the same age as herself.

Just heard her giggling and shouting:
"Brother, come and pull the rope with Fang Fei, I want to skip rope."

The wind picked up, blowing away more white mist, and the "picture scroll" gradually became clearer.

Flames shot up to the sky by the river, engulfing people and houses, leaving only thick black smoke floating in the sky.

The scene changes from scene to scene. A little boy is digging sweet potatoes in the wasteland, fishing in the river, catching ailanthus under the warm cobblestones on the bank, and waiting in line in front of the temple for the monks to give porridge.

Even, next to a fruit stand, a small orange was squeezed out from the gap in the basket and rolled down on the side of the street.

The boy squatted down, and a few toes were exposed on the broken shoe. He pretended to clean up the dirt on the upper of the shoe, and quietly picked up the orange, but the boss found out and beat him up.

Jin Ziming's eyes were slightly red, and his heart was full of sadness.After a long time, he calmed down and stood up.

"Lin Xi, I remembered something. This should be the place where I was born. Where do we start to look?"

"I suggest reading the county chronicles to check the history of Wenhan College."

The two went straight to the county government, but the gatekeepers didn't dare to stop them seeing his extraordinary demeanor.

When I asked about my purpose, I informed the Museum of Literature and History that it was in a room in the northeast corner.

The two walked into the room, and there was an old Confucianist with gray hair sitting inside.

"Mr., we want to look up the materials of Wenhan College more than [-] years ago. Is there any information here?"

(End of this chapter)