Immortal, I only practice forbidden arts

Chapter 212

"Is she not human?"

Jiang Ming was a little dazed by Hei Jian's sudden and somewhat curse-like words, and was shocked.

This slim little girl is not human... Then what is the existence that I have been chatting with for a long time?
Jiang Ming thinks that his spiritual sense is extremely sharp, and the super-sensitivity he cultivated from the mortal world is far superior to that of his peers, and no one under his rank has been able to escape his detection.

And before he used his divine sense to investigate this little girl, he didn't find anything unusual. She was clearly a young girl genius in the early stage of foundation establishment, with exuberant vitality and pure and powerful spiritual power. She was the most typical genius of the sect of cultivating immortals...

Jiang Ming was startled suddenly, and realized something was wrong in his heart. Perfection without any flaws is the most abnormal.

And this innocent and agile little girl in front of me seems to be like this, her whole body is full of spiritual power, her skills flow through her meridians, she is perfect with almost no flaws, her cultivation level is neither high nor low, in this black stone ruins It's not eye-catching, and it's easy to overlook...

However, even top geniuses like Qiyue and Li Qianya do not have such perfection in their bodies. As long as they are monks, they will always be injured and have various flaws in the process of cultivation. Several times, it is difficult to make up for these flaws...

"It seems that the old and the young are really not simple..." Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, thinking back to the conversation with the master and apprentice after they met.

"The old man's name is Yang Changshan, and this is my youngest disciple, Zhu An'an... I brought her here to compete for this opportunity to cure her of a terminal illness..."

"Even if the hope is not great, I still have to fight for a chance. Although I, a monk of the Ghost Sect, keep a low profile, I never back down from what I do..."

This was on the road, Jiang Ming talked with the two of them, and heard what the old man of the Ghost Sect said. At that time, Jiang Ming praised the two of them as monks.

But now Hei Jian suddenly said that this little girl named Zhu An'an is not human...

Suddenly, Jiang Ming thought of another thing. If this Zhu An'an is not a human being, then what about the old man beside her? As Zhu An'an's master, is he also a strange existence?

Recalling the weird forest he passed by just now, and the two people he met suddenly, Jiang Ming suddenly felt a little chilly in his body...

Are these two people really Ghost Sect monks?

"Brother Jian, what did you see?" After Jiang Ming was shocked, he still asked the old fritter in secret.

"She is full of vitality, but...she has no soul!"

Hei Jian was also a little surprised and said: "Although there seems to be some secret treasure on her body, she exudes a spiritual aura, but it obviously does not belong to her. The body and the soul are both yin and yang of a person or a demon, and both are indispensable... And this girl Although she is smart and well-behaved, she doesn't have any spiritual aura on her body, it seems that this physical body is just an empty shell!"

"It's not a human, nor a demon. It lacks a soul...but it has flesh and blood, and has a clear consciousness and wisdom. Tsk tsk, it's worthy of a new era, and such a creature was born..."

As Hei Jian spoke, there seemed to be a hint of envy and excitement in his tone, as if thinking of his own situation...

"What?" Jiang Ming didn't notice its agitation, but was a little startled, and then quickly expressed his guess: "Is it a ghost... Isn't the Ghost Sect best at raising ghosts?"

Although he hasn't seen what a ghost looks like since he traveled so far, as a group viewer, it doesn't prevent him from diverging his thinking.

"Of course not. What is a ghost? It's just a lonely soul... This little girl doesn't even have the slightest sense of spirit, and she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a ghost!" Hei Jian immediately retorted.

Then it was silent for a moment, and continued: "But brother, don't panic. Although this girl has a strange breath, her strength should be only around Foundation Establishment...it won't cause any danger."

Jiang Ming was speechless. With an unknown creature by his side, who could not panic?
Then he quickly asked again: "What about Yang Changshan? He..."

"A person, a person half buried in the ground, can't live more than ten years!" Hei Jian said immediately: "However, this person's aura seems to be a little erratic and gloomy. Only strange people who deal with ghosts will practice this kind of exercise."

"I really don't understand why, what kind of ghost way skills you practice, the speed may not be very fast, and you even make yourself into a person who is neither human nor ghost. I met this kind of person in the last century..." Heijian was still muttering.

"That's good..." Jiang Ming automatically blocked this guy's thoughts, and heaved a sigh of relief for no reason.

"Zhang Daoyou, Zhang Daoyou?" A voice suddenly came from beside his ear, and Jiang Ming quickly came back to his senses, and immediately saw Yang Changshan looking at him.

Zhu An'an also looked concerned, and said worriedly: "Big brother, has your injury recurred?"

"No... just thinking about something!" Jiang Ming smiled calmly.

He looked at the two masters and apprentices who looked concerned, and said in his heart: "No matter what their origins are, since they have shown their foundation building skills and appeared in this area, it means that the two masters and apprentices also have to follow the rules of this black stone ruins. the rule of……"

"Besides, the two of them didn't show any evil intentions along the way, and Zhu An'an even did him a small favor at the beginning, otherwise he would have to go through a bone-piercing pain to get out of the strange forest with his injured body ..."

Jiang Ming calmed down and gradually calmed down: "Since this is the case, then there is nothing to be afraid of. As long as there is no trouble between the two of them, it has nothing to do with me."

In just a short moment, he also figured it out. This world of cultivating immortals is so big, there are countless strange places, and the types of creatures born are not recognized by anyone. It is nothing to meet someone who is beyond his cognition.

"It can be regarded as an interesting experience in a long life..." Jiang Ming smiled in his heart, and after changing his mind, he even became a little interested in this strange little girl.

"Crossing a deep glacier valley in front, we should reach that place of opportunity!" Yang Changshan said to Jiang Ming: "But judging from the concentration of the surrounding aura, that place has not yet been opened...we can rest here for two days , it’s not too late to go quietly.”

"Zhang Daoyou can also take this opportunity to recover from his injuries..."

"That's good!" Jiang Ming nodded. He didn't have the idea of ​​being number one in the world and rushing to crush the enemies. He was quite satisfied with Yang Changshan's plan. Making a fortune in a low-key way is the right way.

After a while, the three of them found a cliff, dug out a cave, and took a rest here temporarily.

……

In the middle of the night, Zhu An'an practiced with his eyes closed deep in the cave, while Jiang Ming and Yang Changshan sat by a campfire, chatting casually.

"Yang Daoyou seems to be somewhat familiar with this opportunity?" Jiang Ming smiled.

During the day, Yang Changshan spoke clearly and logically about all kinds of information about this opportunity place, but he didn't look like someone who came here for the first time to seek an opportunity to cure terminal illness.

Yang Changshan was startled, and then smiled wryly: "You Zhang Daoyou looks young, but his thoughts are meticulous... Yes, I am very familiar with this place!"

"120 years ago, I arrived here for the first time... 60 years ago was the second time... It's a pity that my strength is too weak, and I didn't get any opportunities when I came here twice!"

Yang Changshan said with a self-deprecating smile: "I am in the sect, and my talent is only in the middle and upper reaches. After more than two hundred years, I can be regarded as reaching the pinnacle of foundation building... It's a pity that there is no hope of forming an alchemy in this life."

"It's just that there is a little apprentice who can't let go, otherwise, how could I enter this place for the third time..." Yang Changshan glanced at the depths of the cave, Zhu An'an, who was practicing seriously, showed a gentle look on his face.

Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he felt that Yang Changshan's demeanor at this time did not seem to be fake, otherwise his acting skills were too superb, and he almost surpassed himself.

He wanted to ask Zhu An'an what the terminal illness was, but he still didn't ask the question, the other party used secret treasures to cover up Zhu An'an's aura, obviously he didn't want outsiders to know the details of Zhu An'an, if he asked rashly, it would be a bit impolite up.

As long as you don't know about it...

Immediately, Jiang Ming stopped asking too much about this matter, and talked with Yang Changshan about the way of cultivating immortals, exchanging their own cultivation experience and some insights and so on.

Although Jiang Ming doesn't like Yang Changshan's strength, but the other party is from Xiuxiandongtian after all, he has lived for more than 200 years, and he must have seen and heard much more than Jiang Ming, who has lived in various places for more than [-] years...

However, along the way, Jiang Ming crowdfunded a lot of immortal cultivation classics and various scriptures and spells, and exchanged them with Yang Changshan without hesitation, but he didn't take much advantage of the other party.

In the end, Yang Changshan even showed some spells of the Ghost Sect and taught them to Jiang Ming. It was not a peerless secret technique, but it also benefited Jiang Ming a lot.

"It's been rumored in the outside world that the monks of the Ghost Sect are obedient and lonely, and the place where they pass is full of ghosts and fog, making people afraid..." Jiang Ming said with a smile: "I didn't expect to see the monks of the Guizong for the first time. It's completely different."

Yang Changshan was not surprised, and showed an inexplicable smile: "Humans and ghosts are divided between life and death. Everyone in the world is afraid of death. Naturally, they also become afraid of the so-called ghosts and spirits, and regard them as unknown..."

"But who knows, the unknown existence that makes many people fear may, in the eyes of others, be someone they yearn for and want to see."

"If we can meet again, what does it matter if it's a human or a ghost?"

Jiang Ming was stunned, and then quickly understood what he meant, but this idea was a bit novel.

His thoughts spread, and he slowly said along Yang Changshan's train of thought: "Then according to Yang Daoyou, the way of cultivating ghosts and spirits is to raise ghosts and refine ghosts. The people of the night dream, re-embody? Is it equivalent to making them live again?"

Yang Changshan smiled and did not deny it: "Many monks who joined the Ghost Sect actually had a bright enough future, but for some people, they resolutely destroyed their Dao foundation and re-cultivated the Ghost Sect... Maybe Many of them are indeed withdrawn and unlovable, but they are by no means vicious people..."

"The philosophy of my Ghost School has never been for harming one's side, but for peace of mind."

Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, but he has become more knowledgeable today.

But then he said with a smile that was not a smile: "Although your philosophy is good, the way of cultivating ghosts is not the orthodox immortal way after all, but a different way with the help of ghosts and spirits. Your sect is really as the Taoist said. Fame, I'm afraid it won't be so scary..."

Although the Ghost Sect kept a low profile in the world of cultivating immortals, Jiang Ming had heard news about this sect several times when he was in Xiaoqianshan. Its methods were notoriously ruthless, and there were even rumors of massacring mortal villages.

According to Yang Changshan's narration, the cultivation method of Ghost Spirit Sect is based on sacrificing and accumulating ghost spirits. It is almost inevitable that one's life will nurture ghosts...

Hearing this, Yang Changshan also sighed with dark eyes: "There is no right or wrong in the law, but there are people. It is true that as fellow Taoists have said, some people in the Ghost Sect have different ideas of cultivation. A lot of murders..."

"If you meet my Ghost Sect monk in Xianyuan Land in a few days, Zhang Daoyou, please don't take it lightly!"

Jiang Ming's eyelids twitched, Yang Changshan actually said such secrets about the Ghost Sect so bluntly, it seems that this rumored low-key sect is also full of disturbances.

However, he didn't bother to ask about other people's family affairs, and after a few chats, he just let it go...

……

Three days later, the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth suddenly became more and more chaotic, and faint streamers of light could even be seen in the sky, gathering towards the depths of the snow valley like haze.

"Xianyuandi, it's about to open!"

The three of Jiang Ming set off immediately without hesitation.

In three days, the sword wounds in Jiang Ming's body had been swallowed up by the mysterious seeds, leaving only some stubborn people with the sharpest and most terrifying sword intents, who were still stubbornly resisting. , has not had much impact.

After crossing a glacier that existed for an unknown number of years, Jiang Ming finally saw the final destination of the trip.

Ahead, the haze gathered above the sky, and all kinds of light collided and shot out, bursting into a gorgeous rainbow.

"Sure enough, it's the end of the foundation building area. It's almost bordering on the alchemy area..." Jiang Ming looked at the sky above, and there was another flame in the depths of the light, which contained a pressure far beyond this place. Dan Dan area.

And under the gorgeous haze, a vast river filled with cold mist rushes forward, mighty and mighty, even if they are far apart, they can still hear the sound of thunder.

"That is the Guanghan River. It is rumored that it was a first-class spectacle in the world of cultivating immortals ten thousand years ago, but it was finally moved into his holy land of cultivating immortals by a saint with great power..." Yang Changshan introduced.

Jiang Ming whispered: "Thousands of years have passed in a hurry. The ancients have never seen the Guanghan River today, but the Guanghan River today has carried the eyes of the ancients..."

bang~
On the other side of the Guanghan River, on a majestic peak that soars into the clouds, thousands of rays of light hang down, like a waterfall falling from the nine heavens, containing extremely pure aura and vitality, making people feel alive all year round. On both sides of the frozen Guanghan River, there are patches of plants and flowers, full of spring.

"Let's go, Holy Dao Platform, it's open..."

(End of this chapter)