Hell Emperor

Chapter 10 Xia Wei-Xianlu

Under the dark night, a dilapidated temple is located in the wind and snow.

The main entrance of the temple has disappeared, leaving only half-collapsed broken door pillars. The once exquisite reliefs have long been worn away by wind, leaving only indecipherable mottled patterns, and wide spider webs crowding out the few spaces inside. In the activity space, messy footprints are scattered on the dusty ground.

A figure walked from far to near, walked through the wind and snow, and stepped into this temporary resting place.

It was a young girl, she was alone, with a pair of braids, her lips that were purple from the cold were covered with hoarfrost, her arms were folded in front of her body and her clothes were tightly wrapped, but in the deepest part of her eyes, there was a prairie fire of rage.

She is Xia Wei. After entering the ruined temple, she found a seat and sat down against the wall, wrapping her hands around her knees. In her palms, she held a simple token tightly. Even though her hands were frozen, she never let go. . She curled up into a ball, the cold still soaking into her bones.

Suddenly, the drowsy Xia Wei suddenly opened her eyes, her sharp eyebrows were as sharp as a sword, and she looked straight to the opposite side. It wasn't until she saw the figure of the coming person in her eyes that her expression relaxed, and her breath It also became weaker.

"Master..."

Seeing Ye Jie, Xia Wei could no longer maintain her strength. She bit her lip tightly, her eyes flashing with moisture.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Ye Jie said slowly. When he was locked by Xia Wei's momentum, he only felt that it was difficult to move. That was the oppressive feeling that could only be brought to him when facing a high-level ghost.

"Well..." Xia Wei responded softly. In the eyes of ordinary people, black clothes and black robes, a sinister and ominous ghost, in her eyes, it was so reassuring to her.

Ye Jie reached into his arms and took out a book with a red cover: "I got you a local low-level exercise. Speaking of which, I have never seen such a level of exercise in my life... This is a low-level exercise for you." It’s a technique of the Immortal Way, but you should have no problem practicing it.”

Xia Wei stared at Ye Jie with her delicate bright eyes and suddenly asked: "Master, there is something that Xiao Wei doesn't understand."

"whats the matter?"

"Master said last time that he was in the second-level soul-building realm, and also asked me to cultivate to the second-level body-building realm. Why is he not in the body-building realm?"

Ye Jie smiled: "You are cultivating the path of human immortals, and I am cultivating the path of ghosts and immortals. The immortal paths are different, and the names of the realms are naturally different."

Xia Wei thought carefully, nodded half-understanding, and then heard Ye Jie say: "There are five categories of immortals in the world, namely heavenly immortals, earthly immortals, human immortals, gods, and ghost immortals, and the corresponding ways to become immortals are There are also five kinds, and anyone can choose one of them to practice deeply, but only one.”

"The way of the Heavenly Immortal means practicing the mind to build the foundation and practicing the five elements. The power of the five elements are mutually reinforcing and interfering. They are intricate and ever-changing. The way of the Earthly Immortal means practicing and refining one's life and mastering the power of the sun, moon and yin and yang. The way of the Human Immortal is called the yin and yang of the sun and the moon. Practicing qi to build the body, using the physical body to cultivate the qi and blood to be respected. The way of the immortal is to train the spirit to build the spirit. The way of the immortal is to train the soul. No matter which immortal path you choose, as long as you continue practicing, you will eventually reach the immortal position."

"Different realms of immortality have different names, but the level of the level can directly reflect the strength. If a monk at the peak of the second level wants to defeat a monk at the early stage of the third level, it is tantamount to crossing a natural chasm. The only people in the world are dragons and phoenixes, and a generation of geniuses. , to achieve cross-level combat.”

Under Ye Jie's narration, Xia Wei, who was quick-thinking, also had a clear understanding: "Master said that I can practice the skills of the Earth Immortal. Are there any restrictions?"

Ye Jie nodded: "The meridians of the human body are complex, and the requirements for the movement of spiritual power are extremely strict. Different paths to immortality have different requirements for the movement of spiritual power in the meridians. When a practitioner embarks on any path to become an immortal, After the Tao, the meridians in the body will be subtly warmed by the spiritual power and cultivated into a shape suitable for this Tao. It will be easier to operate this Tao. When running other types of exercises, the meridians will go retrograde and the pain will be unbearable. In severe cases, it will even cause pain. If you become obsessed, your life will be at risk."

Ye Jie added: "Generally speaking, practitioners will only concentrate on practicing one way to become an immortal. If you choose the way of an immortal, you will only practice the techniques of the immortal way. If you choose the way of a human immortal, you will only practice the techniques of a human immortal. There are also a few practitioners with amazing talents in the world who are not afraid of meridian conflicts, and can practice multiple paths to become immortals at the same time, using two or even three different types of immortal techniques to fight."

At the end of the sentence, Ye Jie took a deep look at Xia Wei: "You have a second-level talent: the muscles and veins are penetrated. You can practice the five immortal arts of heaven, earth, humans, gods and ghosts at the same time without worrying about the muscles and veins going retrograde and going out of control. Obsessed."

Listening to Ye Jie's narration, Xia Wei felt something in her heart. She lowered her head and looked at her hands. Her small white hands contained unlimited potential.

"It is recognized in the cultivation world that the Celestial Way is the most powerful, and the Human Immortal Way is the fastest." Ye Jie slowly said, "Since you plan to increase your strength as soon as possible and take revenge on the Hengshan Bandits, you might as well follow the Human Immortal Way. , the breathing method I taught you also belongs to the category of human and immortal ways."

"Master..."

Seeing that Ye Jie had already planned everything for her, Xia Wei felt warm in her heart, and her eyes were filled with mist. Except for her deceased father and brother, no one in the world had ever been so kind to her.

"Cultivation and skills complement each other. Without good skills, it is like an adult fighting with a spoon. Empty skills and no cultivation are like a baby trying to lift a giant sword. This is a low-level skill. Method: Elephant Turtle Hand, it can help you improve your combat power as soon as possible.”

As he spoke, Ye Jie handed the technique in his hand to Xia Wei, but Xia Wei did not take it. She just looked at him with her beautiful eyes: "Master, Xiao Wei can't read."

"You can't read?" Ye Jie scratched his head.

"Xiao Wei has been working in the fields since she was a child, plowing in spring and harvesting in autumn, herding cattle and ducks, and has never learned to read. Daddy said that it is useless for a girl to know how to read, but my brother can read." Xia Wei said truthfully.

Ye Jie looked into her eyes and said, "You are not an ordinary girl. You are the reincarnation of a true immortal destined to be famous in the three realms. How can you not know how to read? I will slowly teach you how to read in the future."

Xia Wei smiled with her lips pursed, her eyes curved into crescents, and her innocent face was filled with irrepressible joy. Then she heard Ye Jie say, "Since you can't read, I will read the spell to you."

Opening the classics, Ye Jie also browsed the practice spell of the tortoise hand, and recited every word of the spell for Xia Wei in a calm tone, while patiently answering her questions.

"...When the tortoise hand is fully developed, the arms will be like elephant legs during the day, gaining the strength of an elephant, which is equivalent to the strength of ten oxen and ten horses. Ordinary peak-level third-level cultivators are no more than this, and the Hengshan bandit is about this level. After nightfall, the arm size returns to normal, and a hard shell grows on the arm, which can be said to be invulnerable to swords and guns."

"You have a third-grade talent: ice-like skin and jade-like bones. In addition to speeding up the practice, it can also maintain the appearance of the flesh, so that you can stay young and beautiful forever. You don't have to worry about your appearance being changed by the tortoise hand."

"Many earth immortals' skills can switch abilities through the alternation of day and night. A earth cultivator with a complete skill can show two completely different fighting styles during the day and night. When you encounter such cultivators, you must pay special attention..."

When Ye Jie finished reciting the skill, he suddenly heard a slight breathing sound. He raised his head and found that Xia Wei had fallen asleep.

Ye Jie then remembered that it was already late at night. The body of a ghost messenger would not get tired, but Xia Wei would. Even though she was the reincarnation of an immortal, after saying goodbye to her loved ones and running all the way in the wind and snow, she had reached her limit and could not continue.

In her deep sleep, Xia Wei still clenched her fists, and her long eyelashes trembled from time to time, as if she was being disturbed by a nightmare. Ye Jie was afraid of waking her up, so after putting the classics in his arms, he stood by her side like a wooden sculpture, motionless.

In the ancient temple on the deserted mountain, sitting alone at dawn.