Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 452 Heart Shape

Cao Wei carried the coffin on his shoulders, stepped on the stone steps, and slowly climbed up to the altar.

There was a "bang" sound.

The big red coffin fell to the ground, accompanied by a long and harsh creaking sound. Several sharp claws stretched out from the cracks in the coffin, and an animal arm covered with golden hair protruded from it.

The next moment, the coffin lid crashed to the ground.

Another Cao Wei stepped out from the coffin, twisted his neck slightly from side to side, and let out a breath of turbid air.

Then he put his hand on the shoulder of the incarnation standing next to him, and couldn't help but sigh: "Zian, you can't do this. You want to hook up with the juniors in the sect as soon as you come here. This is really unreasonable."

However, the incarnation glanced at Cao Wei and sneered: "I have no interest in those Kun cultivators."

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei couldn't help but retract his hand and took half a step back: "Don't mess around!"

"I am not interested in you either!" Incarnation Meng Zian said calmly.

Hearing this, Cao Wei frowned and said, "I don't want men or women, so what are you interested in?"

"To be precise, I have no interest in you human race, but those two Yakshas are good." The incarnation of Meng Zian touched his chin, and then his eyes lit up.

In an instant, he changed from a cold look to one of great interest. He stretched out his hand and made gestures out of thin air: "My dear, look at the figures of those two yakshas. They are very curvy, especially with those world-weary pale faces. Face."

At this point, he couldn't help but let out an 'ah' sound, and started to tremble all over. He clasped his hands tightly, suppressing the excitement in his heart and groaned: "I can't do it anymore, I'm going to fall."

Seeing this, Cao Wei couldn't help but take a few steps back, frowning and said: "I think you are probably sick!"

As soon as he said these words, the incarnation Meng Zian tilted his head back, fell down in a daze, and rolled around on the altar.

Suddenly he propped himself up, grabbed Cao Wei with one hand, and shouted: "My lord, I am terminally ill and there is no cure. For the rest of my life, you should forget about me and let me be alone in Lingyan Sect. Let this rest of your life go to hell."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, his face turned as golden as paper, and his breath became sluggish.

Then the incarnation Meng Zian struggled to get up from the ground, and then staggered towards Cao Wei, staggering and falling into the other man's arms.

Meng Zian was seen holding Cao Wei's neck with one hand, and grabbed Cao Wei's tiger claw with the other hand and put it on his waist.

After doing this, he immediately looked up and said: "Ahem, I... I'm afraid I can't survive. I just hope that before I die, Brother Cao can agree to one request of my younger brother!"

As he said that, Meng Zian suddenly had a dagger in his hand, and he suddenly thrust it towards his waist and abdomen.

With a clang, the blood-stained dagger fell to the ground.

Then he covered the wound tightly with his hand, coughing up black blood and said: "My dear, I am a member of the Lin family of Linshui County, Zhao State. It has been two years since I came out this time. More than ten days ago, my wife and daughter at home sent me a message. A letter…”

Before he could finish speaking, Cao Wei covered the guy's eyes with one hand and sighed in tears: "My dear brother, after you die, I will take care of your wife and daughter, so don't worry about it!"

As soon as he said these words, Meng Zian broke free from Cao Wei's arms, pinched the orchid finger, and said softly: "I, isn't it 'I will take care of your wife, don't worry about it'? It seems to be my little brother, so You are a non-human!"

"Have you had enough fun? Don't let others see the joke!" Cao Wei said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Meng Zian looked around and asked suspiciously: "Where is anyone here?"

As soon as he said these words, several streaks of white smoke suddenly flew out from a futon in the altar, transforming into five illusory, white-haired old men, sitting cross-legged.

The appearance of these five people is exactly the same as that of the great cultivator Lingyan, except that their expressions may be happy, angry, thoughtful, worried, or fearful, and they may change in various ways.

"Xuanhong, you're here!" the five old men said in unison.

Hearing this, Cao Wei sat cross-legged and looked at him.

After a while, he couldn't help but sigh and asked: "Senior, I have failed so hard, is it worth it?"

Upon hearing this, the five people asked in unison: "Why did Xuan Hong say this?"

Cao Wei shook his head slightly and said slowly: "The heart stores the spirit, the lungs store the soul, the liver stores the soul, the spleen stores the mind, and the kidneys store the will. The joy, anger, thoughts, worries, and fears contained in the heart and mind are all stored here. The 'heart' shape can be relied upon. It seems that the predecessor lost the gem of the five internal organs, broken and established, but missed the last step, and only condensed the four shapes of lungs, liver, spleen, and kidney. This Taiyin refining method has come to an end. It’s a pity that it’s only half completed!”

"It's a pity! I feel guilty. I haven't made any progress in my cultivation, and I have wasted nearly a thousand years. Now that I have broken free from the shackles, I should be happy and congratulated!" The five people laughed together.

"Really?" Cao Wei shook his head slightly.

Then he said slowly: "Senior, if you can cultivate the Taiyin shape to perfection, you may not be able to reach the level of a Taiyin person in the future. Now, after a journey of a hundred miles, you are one step short, and the result is like a world of difference! Senior, longevity There are less than three hundred years left in the Yuan Dynasty, are you sure you can break through to the realm of becoming a god?"

"Less than half, or even lower!" The five people shook their heads and said.

Between the words, the five people condensed into one body, and their bodies changed from virtual to solid.

I saw the great monk Lingyan stroking his beard and saying with a smile: "Everything has a cause, everything is a result, everything is just caused by oneself. However, my life is worth my son's life, and the relationship between father and son has been severed from now on. Goodbye Just a stranger!"

Speaking of this, he sighed softly: "It's just that in the past, I was trapped in a demonic barrier and couldn't extricate myself. Not only did I accidentally kill my own son, but also massacred many of my classmates. It even caused my master to spend a lot of energy in trying to wake me up, and he died young. Xuanhong, before I went into seclusion, I had already prepared a lot of self-protection items for Yiwen and many other disciples, but unexpectedly, this time the Sihai Palace was completely different from the past. Various tribes turned into gods for their own benefit, and actually used the golden elixir as a blood sacrifice. , perform rituals to summon powerful monks to cross the border."

"We have no choice, and neither do they!" Cao Wei said calmly.

"Yes, those Mahayana venerables are in Taixu outside the realm, but they can cross the realm and kill those god-transforming monks in their minds. They have no choice. But you are also a person who has experienced it personally. Is it possible that you are really sincere in your heart? No complaints at all?" Great Monk Lingyan sighed.

Upon hearing this, Cao Wei closed his eyes and said softly: "Resentment is the most powerless emotion! Everything that cannot be done is fate! But the younger generation did not accept fate and survived. But blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, if not everyone The clan’s transformation god is seriously injured, and the clan will not have a chance to break the situation.”

"The reason why Xuanhong agreed to come to Lingyan Sect was because he was waiting for the right time, right? Once the clan monk is born, Xuanhong will be protected by the clan god, so he will have no worries from now on." The great monk Lingyan said slowly. "Worry-free? It's better to ask for yourself than to ask for help from others. You don't have to place your hopes on others." Cao Wei said calmly.

Hearing this, Lingyan sighed: "I don't know how you developed this temperament? But good people don't live long, and disasters live for thousands of years. I have worked hard for thousands of years, and I have just cultivated Yiwen and the thirteen of them who can see it." Almost all of his descendants were lost in the Four Seas Palace, leaving only Zi'an who managed to survive, but could not escape the catastrophe."

In the Four Seas Palace, the Lingyan Sect seemed to have lost only Lin Yiwen and nine other golden elixir monks on the bright side, but among the four people lurking in the dark, only Meng Zian survived in the end.

It's a pity that in the end this person fell under the catastrophe.

But at this moment, Meng Zian suddenly stepped forward and said with a grin: "Ancestor, Zian is still here, why don't you give me your heart?"

Upon hearing this, the great monk Lingyan smiled and asked, "Xuanhong, is this what you mean?"

"This guy has a problem with his head, senior, don't pay attention to him! Senior gave up the gems of the five internal organs and more than two thousand years of cultivation to put an end to the guilt in his heart towards Fengshan, leaving only a glimmer of hope in his body. Standing and living towards death, such a will is so tenacious. If the senior merges into the body of fellow Taoist Zi'an, he may not be able to completely erase the imprint of the senior's mind, but he may be able to use the power of the senior to break free from the shackles of the younger generation's blood contract." Cao Wei looked indifferent. said.

Speaking of this, he sighed: "Even if I don't want to do it at all, I can only ruthlessly remove this hidden danger. I will have to ask the sect to repay the loss of this Nascent Soul incarnation."

"Xuan Hong, don't you think I have left this method to restrain you?" asked the great monk Lingyan.

"Such methods can't restrain the juniors. I believe the seniors understand too!" Cao Wei said softly.

As soon as he said these words, the great monk Lingyan waved his hand lightly, and as he raised his sleeves, the sky in the Fang Linghu Blessed Land suddenly darkened, the sun and stars disappeared, and the mountains disappeared.

Amidst the roaring wind, the sky above the entire Linghu Paradise seemed to have been split open by a giant axe, and filthy yellow water poured out.

The great monk of Lingyan said lightly: "Since I dare to find you, I am not afraid that you will have thoughts that you shouldn't have. You are a smart person, and you must understand. Today, I want you to see the details of our Lingyan sect. It tells you to stop your thoughts that you shouldn’t have.”

As soon as he said these words, he saw a dark mountain peak slowly emerging from the hanging waterfall like a yellow spring.

Cao Wei slowly stood up and stood at the edge of the altar, silently staring at the Yellow Spring Waterfall and the Black Mountain in it.

This mountain is only over a thousand feet high, but there are thousands of white shadows floating on the cliffs halfway up the mountain. Behind the white shadows are densely packed coffins.

I saw that half of the coffin was hidden in the cliff cave, and the other half was hanging outside.

Seeing this, Cao Wei said softly and asked: "The method to connect to the secluded world, the cave of the earthly immortal?"

Upon hearing this, the great monk Lingyan laughed loudly and asked: "Why, do you think that our sect's "Taiyin Refining" really lacks the most exquisite method of connecting to the netherworld? That old boy from Yunhai asked you not to reveal a word , but unexpectedly, the elders of our sect have already found a cave left by the Taiyin people in the Xiaxuan world, and made up for what was missing!"

"The sect's secrets are all in this mountain, right?" Cao Wei urged his mind to feel the thousands of white shadows, and there were dozens of them that exuded mana fluctuations at the Nascent Soul level.

But what frightened him even more was that the evil energy vaguely leaking out of those thousands of coffins was extremely awe-inspiring, and it was obvious that something very sinister was hidden in the coffins.

When the spiritual thought activated by Cao Wei touched a coffin at the top of the cliff, it suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it was forcibly swallowed by some kind of existence.

Seeing this, Cao Wei frowned slightly and said to himself: "The corpse in this coffin is probably no less than that of a great monk."

In the midst of his thoughts, he would suddenly think of something, and suddenly said: "It is indeed a great sect that has been passed down for more than 40,000 years, and the foundation revealed is so profound. It is said that the ancestor of your sect Lingyan is a god-transformation monk. , could the coffin on top of the cliff be his remains?"

"That's right." The great monk Lingyan nodded lightly.

Hearing this, Cao Wei sighed softly: "No wonder the seniors are not worried at all! But this Black Mountain is the treasure of attack. If it were not for the limitations of the heaven and earth in the Xia Xuan Realm and tens of thousands of years of cultivation, this mountain would be afraid It’s not just a mere high-grade spiritual treasure level, right?”

"This is natural. Our Lingyan Sect has been cultivating this thing for more than 40,000 years and has already reached the ultimate level. Among the clan, except for a few battleships and formations left over from the Great Wilderness Dynasty in the Elder Hall, it can be compared with Comparable to it, the others are far behind!" The great monk Lingyan chuckled.

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and took a shot forward, only to see a group of gray spiritual light flying out from the black mountain and floating towards it.

Cao Wei stretched out his hand, and the spiritual light gathered the brilliance and turned into a gray-black ancient ring, which fell on his palm.

The great monk Lingyan walked slowly to Cao Wei, stood side by side, and then said slowly: "The spiritual objects in this object are enough for you to practice to the middle stage of Yuanying. In addition, the complete body recorded in "Taiyin Refining" The method of external incarnation is also included, and this method can help you eliminate the hidden dangers of incarnation."

As soon as he said these words, Meng Zian rushed over and slid a long distance on the altar bricks.

Then he hugged Cao Wei's thigh tightly with both hands and cried: "I don't want it! I am you and you are me. They are one and the same. Why bother to sacrifice again?"

As he spoke, he sipped his nose and wiped it on Cao Wei's trouser legs.

Then he turned around, placed his hands on the ground, stretched forward, his waist naturally sunk a little, and finally raised his hips, gritted his teeth and said, "I will let you do this once at most!"

Seeing this, the great monk Lingyan frowned, and then he couldn't help sighing: "It seems that I am indeed old and can't keep up with young people like you."

After saying that, he turned into a burst of white smoke, flew towards the black mountain, submerged into the mountain, and disappeared without a trace.

And as the heart shape left by the Lingyan Great Monk dissipated, the black mountain slowly sank under the yellow water, and then the Yellow Spring waterfall rolled up and submerged into the gap in the sky.

After the last ray of water from the underworld disappeared, the clouds dispersed, the rain fell, and the stars reappeared in this blessed land.

Seeing this, Cao Wei shook his head slightly, but when he saw that the avatar was still shaking his hips, he kicked him away.

"Oh... the hidden danger is finally gone. But I'm afraid it will be difficult to get the Lingyan Sect's secrets." Meng Zian cried out in pain.

After saying this, he turned his head with a look of longing on his face: "I, please kick me hard again."

"I'm sick!" Cao Wei waved his sleeves and left.

(End of this chapter)