Infinite true path

Xiao Yu knelt on the ground and was silent for a long time, and then he struggled to speak: "Forget it, you are strong now, so naturally everything you say is right."

Huan Yin shook his head, with a look of regret on his face. Huan Yin and Xiao Yu had always had some friendship when they were young. Seeing Xiao Yu lose himself and become his own enemy, his mood was actually extremely complicated.

"In your current state, you have no Taoist mind at all. Even if you really reach the extreme level of cultivation, you will not be able to survive the life-soul tribulation and become a life-cultivator. Although Wang Luo's cultivation progress is slower now, as long as he If you keep at it, you will become a great man.”

"Xiao Yu, as monks we cultivate Taoism, we also cultivate our minds. Your heart has long been distorted by the sect, and everything you do seems to be for the benefit of the sect. But have you ever thought about it, if your sect is wrong, then you Is it naturally wrong?"

"What's more, the Taoist heart is the original heart, not a heart that is cultivated for the benefit of any sect. This is the most basic principle of our monks' cultivation. Even the minor cultivators in the Qi Condensation realm understand it. You have been doing evil in Yangzhou for many years, is it? Haven’t you forgotten these most basic things a long time ago?”

This time, as Huan Yin continued to speak, Xiao Yu's expression began to become more and more confused, and there was even more struggle during the period. Until the end, he actually murmured in a low voice: "Am I wrong? Is the sect also wrong? The original intention... the original intention... all the Qi Condensation monks understand, why I... I..."

Huan Yin sighed heavily and said, "Xiao Yu, just kill yourself."

After a long while, Xiao Yu finally took a deep look at Huan Yin, and then he raised the fairy sword and wiped it towards his neck!

After clearing out all the Yijianfeng monks here, Huan Yin gave Wang Luo a few words of advice, then got up and flew out, chasing Ruan Shushu and the White Tiger monks.

However, not long after he flew out, he saw an old man from Yijianfeng struggling to resist by a small lake not far away. The old man's body was covered with scars and blood was pouring from his mouth. It looked like he might not be able to hold on for long.

"Senior Zhao!" Huan Yin was startled and quickly turned around and flew in that direction.

The person Huan Yin saw was none other than Zhao Wei. He was a teacher and friend whom Huan Yin met when he was studying at Yijian Peak before he became a weapon master.

Zhao Wei was open-minded, and he was able to devote himself to Huan Yin, a foreigner who took part in the independent training, and was even more happy for his achievements, so Huan Yin did not think that he had done any evil in Yangzhou. At least until there is evidence, Huan Yin is willing to believe that he is a good person.

In fact, Zhao Wei is really a good person. He is an older generation of weapon masters in Yijian Peak. Although his achievements are not too high, he is addicted to making swords all day long and has no intention of participating in the overt and secret struggles within the major sects in Yangzhou.

Not only that, when he knew that all the immortal swords he forged had been used for evil by the disciples of the sect, although he said nothing, he began to forge swords passively, leaving fewer and fewer immortal swords in his hands.

Later, the person in charge of Yijian Peak discovered Zhao Wei's strangeness and repeatedly persuaded Zhao Wei, hoping that he could continue to actively help the sect to forge swords. After all, Yangzhou has been in the midst of overt and covert struggles in recent years, and it needs the support of weapon masters like Zhao On.

Unexpectedly, Zhao On was so upright that he did not listen to the persuasion at all. Instead, he laid out the overall situation of Yangzhou and persuaded the sect to stop.

After so many exchanges, it was impossible for Yi Jianfeng to change his intentions, and Zhao Wei was as stubborn as ever. So Yijianfeng finally gave up on Zhao Wei and completely isolated him.

Currently, almost all of the weapon masters of Yijian Peak are still in the mountain gate, because their responsibilities are different from those of war cultivators. But Zhao On was sent out as a vanguard. This was obviously to let Zhao On die.

Zhao We has been practicing for many years and is addicted to the art of sword making, so his cultivation level is not high, he is only in the late stage of Huaying. In this war, he was pushed to the front. How could anyone think that he was actually a decent person?

As a result, Zhao Wei was quickly forced to death by the monks from the Yudan Dao and the Yinling Sect. Due to his instinctive desire to survive, Zhao Wei resisted all the way and finally retreated to the lakeside that Huan Yin saw. Moreover, he had resisted all the way, but in fact he had not even taken a life. Even if the people who besieged him had murderous intentions, he had controlled himself.

Zhao Wei was already dying. He knew that he would die today, but he still had regrets in his heart. If he died like this, he might not be able to rest in peace.

It's a pity that the monks who forced him to the lake could not understand his mood. Seeing that Zhao We, the "evil thief" of Yijianfeng, was desperate, two monks from the Alchemy Way flew up. Qi Qi fired a spell towards Zhao Wei that he could not resist at all.

Zhao Wen looked desperate, but he did not look at the two monks opposite. Instead, he raised the fairy sword in his hand, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

"Be merciful!" Suddenly, a voice came, and then a breeze came, easily dispersing the spell that was attacking Zhao Wei.

Huan Yin showed up and bowed to the disciples of Yu Dan Dao and Yin Ling Sect: "Can this old man kill any of you?"

Many of these disciples of Yingling Sect and Yudan Dao knew Huan Yin, and they were a little confused when they saw Huan Yin helping Zhao Wei block the spell. However, when they heard Huan Yin's question, they were all startled and started communicating quickly.

After a while, a monk who looked like the leader of the Alchemy Way stood up and bowed to Huan Yin: "Senior Huan, this old man should have never killed anyone."

Everyone present heard what the disciple of Yu Alchemy said, and they all looked surprised. In this endless fight, is there any enemy that has any interest in our side?

Moreover, the old man blocked by Huan Yin was already about to die. Could he actually control the extent of his attack?

Huan Yin bowed to everyone again: "Can you please hand over this old senior to me?"

Naturally, there would be no one who did not agree with Huan Yin, not to mention that they all discovered that Zhao On was special, so they all nodded and dispersed.

Huan Yin turned around and looked at Zhao On, who was already covered in injuries. A look of regret appeared on his face: "Senior Zhao!" Huan Yin was extremely sure that Zhao On had not changed at all, otherwise what would he do in this battle? Can you avoid killing anyone?

Zhao Wei looked at Huan Yin, whose appearance had changed a lot. His originally blurred eyes suddenly glowed with brilliance, and he said hoarsely: "Huan...Master Huan?"

Huan Yin quickly took two steps forward to support Zhao Ao, and said: "Senior Zhao, it is Huan Yin, Huan Yin is back!"

Zhao Auzai looked at Huan Yin carefully for a long time, and then he actually laughed: "Hahaha, Master Huan, you are still alive, great, great!"

At that time, Zhao O naturally knew about Huan Yin's departure from Yanzhou, and even inquired about it. The branch of the Wuliang Sect in Yanzhou was destroyed, and Huan Yin probably died there.

At that time, Zhao Wei was extremely sad because Huan Yin was his fellow weapon cultivator and was considered by him to be a very talented young weapon cultivator. For this reason, he had been depressed for a while, feeling deeply jealous of the talented people and causing huge losses to the weapon cultivator.

Now Zhao Wei found that Huan Yin was actually standing in front of him, and his cultivation level was incredibly high. How could he not be happy? He has never had any sectarian views and has always regarded Huan Yin's success as his own!

Huan Yin spoke urgently: "Senior Zhao, this is not the place to talk. I will take you out of here first, and don't come back to Yijian Peak again."

However, just when Huan Yin wanted to take Zhao Ao to fly, Zhao Ao pushed him away. He didn't care about what Huan Yin said at all, but asked with concern: "Master Huan, are you now... …Are you still making swords now?”

Huan Yin nodded: "Forging swords is the foundation of my Tao, and naturally it can never be abolished."

Zhao Wei laughed heartily: "Okay, Master Huan is right. Forging swords is the foundation of our generation and cannot be left to waste!"

After saying that, Zhao Wen asked Huan Yin: "Master Huan, may I ask what level you have reached now? Where do you practice the art of making swords?"

Huan Yin replied: "The boy is currently learning the art of sword-making from the great elder Wei Bing in the Ziyin Sect, and is trying to touch the realm of the Immortal Weapon."

Zhao Wen's expression changed immediately when he heard Huan Yin's answer. Even though his face was covered in blood, he couldn't hide his infatuation.

"Zi Yin Zong Wei... Wei... Wei Zu!" Zhao O's voice trembled, not because he was too seriously injured, but because he heard the word "Wei Bing".

Zhao Onai is an absolute fan of weapon cultivation. Although his understanding is mediocre, he has achieved his current achievements through his own efforts. Therefore, Zhao Wei knew more about the art of weapon cultivation than many of the weapon masters of Yijian Peak.

For example, Wei Bing, a name that many Yi Jian Peak weapon cultivators don't know at all, which is why the Yi Jian Peak weapon cultivators all regard Lan Yanzi as the strongest weapon cultivator in the world.

But Zhao Wei knew that the two characters "Wei Bing" represented the ancestor of weapon cultivation, a powerful man who had begun to refine weapons and create objects in ancient times.

Zhao On's lifelong wish was that he could see Wei Zu one day and receive a few words of kiss from him, and then he would die without regrets.

"Master Huan can follow Wei Zu to practice the art of weapon refining. This... this is really great! With Master Huan's talent, it will not take long to become a weapon... weapon immortal, cough cough cough!" Zhao Yiyue said more and more. He was excited and his eyes were full of brilliance, but he coughed up blood because of his severe injuries.

Huan Yin quickly supported Zhao Ao and said: "Senior Zhao, stop talking, let's get out of here first!" "

Who would have expected that Zhao Wei actually pushed Huan Yin away once again and asked: "Is there still a ninth-grade or higher immortal sword? What did Wei Zu say?"

Huan Yin nodded with regret on his face. He finally understood why he and Zhao Ao could cherish each other even though they didn't spend much time together. Because Zhao Wei is too stupid and too persistent, which is exactly the same as himself.

"Elder Wei can refine an eleventh-grade sword. He said that if he could refine a twelve-grade sword, he would be a weapon saint. He has not yet reached that level." Huan Yin said.

"It turns out...it turns out that my weapon refining skills are so profound and profound!" Zhao Wei laughed.