I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 256: The Sword Intention of "Zhu" is Greatly Accomplished
"Master Fanghua, you are here." The Qi practitioner guarding the Requiem Hall lowered his head and stepped aside, not daring to look at Fanghua at all.

Master Fanghua is not only highly cultivated, but it is said that although he has only formed the elixir for more than 80 years, he is not far from the middle stage of the golden elixir; he is also full of fierce sword intent.

I heard that there was a qi training disciple in the past who felt that Fanghua was unrivaled in beauty. He looked at places he shouldn't have looked at a few times, and was immediately blinded by the sword's automatic counterattack.

He didn't know whether this rumor was true or not. In fact, he felt that although Master Fanghua was a bit colder, he was not cruel or fierce.

This is completely unlike something that a real young person can do.

But in short, the guarding disciple of Requiem Hall was unwilling to test the sword with his own body.

If you can not look at it, it is better not to look at it as much as possible.

Fanghua turned a blind eye to him and didn't respond to his greeting at all.

However, this is also a matter of course.

Who dares to expect a master Jiedan to say hello to a Qi practitioner disciple?

When Fanghua's figure was about to disappear behind the door, the guarding disciple raised his head, and with a startled glance, he happened to see the perfect figure of Master Fanghua walking gracefully into the hall.

The guarding disciple couldn't help but think about it.

If one day, I can also form elixirs, and find a Taoist companion who is half as beautiful as the young and beautiful Daoist, then my life will be complete.

But having said that, among the four living dead in the Requiem Hall - it is said that there were six at first, but two were already dead - which one of them did Master Fanghua of the Hundred Flowers Sect come to see?
He once asked this question curiously, but the people he asked always kept it secret.

He just told him mysteriously: "Don't ask, everyone who should know about this knows, but don't dare to talk nonsense. It's useless for you to ask about what you shouldn't know. Is this something you can know? I just I can tell you that the water here is very deep, so don’t ask around. I’m telling you this because I have a good relationship with you.”

Why the water is so deep, the guarding disciple has never figured out.

As he tilted his head in thought, a refreshing fragrance suddenly hit his nostrils.

There is no need to see the person at all, just smell the fragrance, and you will know who is coming.

He immediately stepped back and saluted: "Welcome Master Qingqiu!"

The other party ignored him and walked straight in.

The guarding disciple breathed a sigh of relief.

If it is said that Master Fanghua once blinded someone's eyes with his sword, it is a long-standing rumor, and it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not.

Then this Qingqiu master from Qingtianhenhaizong is really famous for his moody character, and no one dares to provoke him.

There was once a foreman disciple who had been practicing hard for decades and had just completed foundation building. When he was on duty here, he stared at Master Qingqiu a few more times.

Master Qingqiu smiled gracefully and asked gently: "Do you think I'm beautiful?"

The foreman of the Foundation Establishment was so lustful that he kept saying: "You are beautiful, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!"

Master Qingqiu smiled and said softly: "Then, do you want to see more of me?"

The foreman of the Foundation Establishment couldn't even speak anymore. He blushed and nodded repeatedly.

Then Master Qingqiu's slender fingers, like water onions, dug out his eyes with just one sweep. Amidst the horrified wailing of the foundation-building disciple, he continued to say in a sweet voice: "Then I I will satisfy you and take your eyes back to my cave so that you can see me every day."

This is not a rumor. The guarding disciple also knew the foreman who had his eyes gouged out. He heard it from his mouth.

When telling this story, the foreman of the Foundation Establishment had a mixture of shock and anger, and gradually turned into a heartbroken expression, which is still fresh in the memory of the guarding disciple.

After Master Qingqiu's figure disappeared behind the door, the guarding disciple stood up again.

Who is this Master Qingqiu who came to visit?

Inside the Requiem Hall.

Fanghua looked at Du Youqian, who was lying motionless, as if sleeping, but with a haggard appearance, and looked as if he was terminally ill. He didn't look back, "Master Qingqiu, why don't you just join the Holy Blood Sect? Every day Don't you feel exhausted from running to the Holy Blood Sect? It's been decades, why are you still running so hard? He said it himself, he probably won't wake up."

Lin Sha stood beside her, shoulder to shoulder, and retorted: "What about you, Master Fanghua? Your master failed to form the elixir and passed away. Why don't you stay in your sect for a while? I heard that Baihua Sect is in chaos. Look, all the pretty female disciples are looking for backers outside, and the sect is almost empty."

Fanghua said coldly: "The Hundred Flowers Sect has nothing to do with me. I have already paid off what I owe to the Hundred Flowers Sect. Now I only belong to the Hundred Flowers Sect in name only, but everyone in the world knows that I am his."

"Stop putting gold on your face," Lin Sha raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a perfectly sardonic smile, "Everyone knows that you are just his personal maid."

"What about you? Many people know that your Taoist companion is Qiu Yuanqing, who has been dead for 200 years. What do you mean by pestering Senior Brother Yu?"

Lin Shajiao smiled and said, "Can't you change the taste?"

"Hmph, the witch is shameless."

"Oh," Lin Sha smiled, "You also know that you are shameless, right? You're a witch from the Hundred Flowers Sect."

The two were bickering, and a lazy laugh sounded from behind Leng Buding: "Haha, are we here to fall in love with each other again so early in the morning?"

Just by hearing the sound, he knew that it was Feng Xiaoyi coming.Fanghua retorted coldly: "It's not like we are in love with each other."

"Is that jealousy?"

Lin Sha sneered: "Who wants to be jealous of a little maid?"

Fanghua was not to be outdone: "Who wants to be jealous of an old woman whose Taoist companion has been dead for hundreds of years?"

Lin Sha curled her lips to show disdain, but she didn't want to talk trash to Fanghua anymore.

She turned around and glanced at Feng Xiaoyi, and said somewhat coldly: "Master Chunxiao, you are a dead disciple, not a dead man. Go and recruit a few more good disciples, and come and see what he is doing every day."

"Oh," Feng Xiaoyi looked on the verge of tears, "when you said that, I suddenly realized that in my mind, he was more than just a disciple..."

Lin Sha was suffocated.

Feng Xiaoyi regained her usual charm and said with a smile: "Xiao Nizi, if you want to fight, go find Fanghua to fight. But don't provoke me. I am someone you can't deal with even with all your strength. Don't make a mistake. I have become your enemy."

"Humph." Lin Sha snorted coldly, looking very unconvinced, but she said nothing.

The three of them fell silent and looked at Du Youqian, who was lying there motionless.

a long time.

Suddenly, Lin Sha glared at Fanghua: "I'm communicating with him, what are you trying to do by using your spiritual consciousness to intervene?"

Fanghua's expression was indifferent: "His consciousness is still very weak, don't make him work too hard."

Lin Sha snorted, "Don't think I don't know what you want to do."

"Hehehe..." Feng Xiaoyi chuckled from behind, "I said, you two little sisters who are in love and shy, please leave him to me today. I have something to communicate with him."

Lin Sha said coldly: "Master Chunxiao, please don't join in the fun."

Fanghua also disagreed, "I respect you as his master, but it's not suitable for him."

Lin Sha suddenly became angry: "It's all your fault. He is tired and needs to rest!"

Fanghua sarcastically said, "It's because you trouble him so much, Master Qingqiu."

Feng Xiaoyi covered his mouth with his hands and yawned, "I'm such an evil disciple. I'm in terrible shape. Sure enough, men shouldn't play with witches. Forget it, come back another day!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the Requiem Hall.

Lin Sha and Fanghua looked at each other and could only leave sadly.

In the Requiem Hall, it became quiet again.

Du Youqian still couldn't open his eyes, his eyelids seemed to be extremely heavy.

It was even more impossible to raise his hands and feet. If he concentrated his energy and exerted all his strength, he should be able to move his fingers, but it would take a long time to recover afterwards.

As expected, the essence and blood all over the body that was sucked away by the Blood Slayer Sword is not that easy to recover.

How powerful is Master Jiedan's body?
Even if the essence and blood are exhausted, it stands to reason that it will take a few years to recover somewhat.

If you use natural treasures, valuable elixirs, and spend decades of hard work, you may even be able to recover without leaving any further damage.

But his body now is like a colander.

For example, it is like people on earth suffering from hemophilia. If a small wound appears on the body, they will bleed until they die from excessive blood loss.

After the blood essence is sucked away by the Blood Sword, it is like suffering from hemophilia. Every time a bit of essence and blood is restored to the body, it will be lost again.

However, he only started to communicate spiritually with Fanghua and Linsha who came to visit him after lying in bed for more than 80 years. It was not because he was mentally weak to that extent.

But he was lost.

Lost in the sword that killed Yuan Liulang with the Blood Sword.

At that time, as the sword holder, he also relied on the power of Jiangshan Duojiaotu to see clearly a sword that he could never see clearly with the cultivation and spiritual consciousness of Master Jiedan, nor should he.

That sword was so powerful that even if he could only understand it a little, it would consume too much and he would be completely lost in the charm of that sword.

He was almost, just a little short of it, being lost to death in one sword blow.

Fortunately, the sword intention of "Zhu" he had understood before worked, and with the addition of "Blood Sacrifice" and "Blood Food", he finally succeeded in understanding the flowing runes, and then logically understood the entire book. The "Blood Sword Sutra" even advances the understanding of the "killing" sword meaning a lot further, and is close to completion.

Although it took a bit of time, it was so worth it.

(End of this chapter)