The skill can be concealed, but where is the realm?

Here, Li Xun has been troubled by this problem in recent days.

The art of bones and collusion combined with jade to ward off evil spirits was very dedicated to covering up his blood and demon smell, and also reduced his cultivation by 40% of it.

However, as the realm rose, Li Xun showed that the way he observed the world seemed to be different from before. What's more serious is that he had not yet figured out whether the two realms were "different"

Where is it?

Therefore, during the process of competing with Mingji, he clearly felt that his understanding of the Qingyanzhu Shadow Sword Technique had a higher level, but when he was restrained, it made it extremely awkward, which made Mingji extremely dissatisfied and his subordinates even more merciless. The sword energy was everywhere, making him feel embarrassed and breathless.

Because of this, Li Xun lived a very "full" life in the following days.

On the one hand, he had to spend a lot of energy to write that masterpiece, and on the other hand, he could not use it to get rid of Mingji's punishment-style "entanglement". All the remaining time was to stabilize his cultivation under Mingji's guidance and become familiar with the sword's nature. This was more painful than letting him write ten classics.

This is the only simple time that Li Xun has seen in recent years. He gets up early every day to practice swordsmanship, writes books in the afternoon, and then adjusts his breathing and meditates in the evening, which is so simple that it is almost boring.

However, it was these days that made Li Xun's impetuous thoughts settled down, and many worries were put aside, gradually blurring, as if it was a story from another world.

After more than ten days like this, Li Xun was not tired of this kind of life, but he had some troubles. Especially when he was meditating independently late at night, the spiritual platform was clear and clear, he gradually became better. Many images that seemed to be true and not true were surging up and made all kinds of demonic disasters.

Because this is something that happens frequently during practice, Li Xun didn't care at first, and only used the method of slaughtering the disaster one by one. However, in two days, the demon disaster became more and more intense, which affected the qi and blood of the whole body, connected the heart, causing the "unmoved evil heart" to tremble, disrupting the flow of true breath, and causing all the homework for one night to be wasted.

Li Xun opened his eyes, dissipated his true breath, and everything immediately returned to the same as before. However, after just a moment of silence, his heart was numb and numb, as if countless small insects were moving. The feeling was so subtle that he almost thought it was an illusion.

"What's going on?"

This felt not like the anxiety I had been in the past few days, but was a kind of indescribable touch. Li Xun covered his heart and walked to the window, looked at the moonlight and snow outside, and his eyebrows were furrowed together: "Hey, have I had a problem with practicing qigong?"

It seemed that he was talking to the air, but the air really responded, which was a pleasant whisper of Yinsan people: "Given that there have never been any fellow practitioners of the three schools of practice before, and they can live to your age, I can't give you the answer. However, if you are just guessing, I think this is a bit like a Buddhist supernatural power."

"Buddhist powers?"

"Because of some opportunity, it has been touched by the operation of the Heavenly Way, and the past and future events have been touched by the Eight Desolations***, according to the Mingxin Sword Sect, this is considered to be the "upper body of heavenly heart". Isn't your dead ghost master known as the "Heavenly Sword"?"

The last sentence was very ironic, but Li Xun thought it was a wind in his ears and only grasped the key points in his words: "Even if it is the "high-level heart", what does it mean? My cultivation is diligent? And, what touches me?"

"Cultivating diligently? You think beautifully!" Although Yinsan people have not been in a state of mind, their words are rich and colorful, and they hear them as if they are in front of them.

"Aren't you surprised that your jade evil-repelling is called the ultimate treasure of cultivation. The biggest reason is that it can ward off evil and poison the inner demon, and use the misty spiritual energy to serve as supreme protection.

"But in the past two days, your heart has been full of demonic disasters, and you regard jade as evil as nothing. This is a typical phenomenon of internal and external attacks. The source is not in your heart, but in your body!"

Li Xun nodded and pondered: "Flesh body, are you talking about the blood shadow demon body?"

"I'm afraid it's true. Practicing Taoism has always been better than being diluted. You use the technique of bones and collusion to ward off evil spirits and lock this supreme magic skill in your heart. Although you will not expose your feet, the demonization will not stop in your heart, and will only become more and more intense. You have been using the art of demons recently, which should be related to this.

"In addition, "The Son of Blood" is a supreme secret technique of the demon after all, and it has its own mystery. This is often obtained by a clever hand, and it cannot be distinguished by words.

"It's your heart that when there is an opportunity to attract you, you can think about what you have forgotten to do recently, and what consequences will be caused by this... That's it."

"What I forgot?" Li Xun thought about it, his mind was still blank, but his heart was beating, and the stimulation was getting heavier and heavier.

Li Xun knocked on the forehead. When he was worried, the light and shadows at the corners of his eyes flashed. He turned his head reflexively. Through the open window, he saw a sword light flying in the sky, as if he was sitting on the Forget Peak.

It was late at night, and on the Zhiguan Peak where the sect masters gathered, this unconcealed sword light alarmed at least a dozen amazing masters. The peak was quite disturbed for a moment, but it quickly calmed down.

Li Xun was very familiar with this sword light. It was precisely because of this that he was surprised: "Qi Bi?

What's wrong with her?"

Judging from the trajectory of the sword light and the bursting aura, Qi Bi's mood is probably not much better. At this time... Could it be that he was arguing with Wenhai?

Unconsciously walked to the window, Qi Bi's sword light towards Sewang Peak had become a faint spot of light at this time. After a few flashes, it disappeared from view.

Looking at the vast and boundless dark curtain, Li Xun remembered Qi Bi's appearance of hurting himself that day, and sighed inwardly. When he turned around, his eyes were facing the other eyes, and both inside and outside were stunned.

Despite the different management, both of them cannot escape the embarrassment. At this time, the best solution is to just act like nothing has happened and go back to sleep. However, the two extremely smart people did something stupid at the same time

"Senior Brother Wen (Junior Brother Xun)?"

The unanimous greeting made the awkward atmosphere stronger. Although at night, Li Xun also saw the embarrassing expression that could not be concealed on Wen Hai's face. He wanted to retreat, but was afraid that he would be too far-fetched, which would make Wen Hai think randomly.

After thinking about it quickly, Li Xun simply jumped out of the window and met it. He asked, "Senior Brother Wen, what happened just now?"

He didn't ask "What's going on with Senior Sister Qi?" but made the problem wider, giving Wen Hai a chance to breathe a sigh of relief. Wen Hai is also a smart person, and a helpless smile appeared on his face: "I had an argument with you Senior Sister Qi, and she was so angry that she..."

Li Xun avoided the specific incident very considerately and shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Wen, it's not me who I said, but you have been Taoist couples for decades. If you take a step back when encountering things, you will naturally have a broad sky..."

Speaking these clichés, he finally said with concern: "Or, senior brother, you catch up with senior sister and climb the peak alone and can't find a place to stay. Do you still have to sleep in the wild?"

Wen Hai finally recovered and spoke much fluently: "It's okay. She was sitting on the Wangfeng Peak. Near the Sanjue Pass, there was a different career of Master Qingyin, which was given to your senior sister. It was very quiet. When she was in a bad mood, she often stayed there for a few days. After adjusting her mood, she would naturally be fine."

Li Xun was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that even this matter could involve Qing Yin. Fortunately, he quickly came to his senses and said, "That's good." He was wiping out words, and suddenly felt something. He raised his head, but he was just in the face of Wen Hai's eyes.

He couldn't tell the meaning inside for a moment, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "Senior Brother Wen?"

"Ah...what?"

Wen Hai was obviously distracted. Fortunately, Li Xun did not ask further, just pretended that he had not seen it, and continued, "Talk about the three ultimates? Is it possible..."

"By the way, it's the place where you served your sentence and opened the Nine-Level Stone Mine."

Wen Hai breathed a long sigh and followed the conversation. The direction of the two of them naturally turned around. After saying a few gossips from "then", the awkward atmosphere had almost disappeared. Both sides were not so nervous, so Li Xun had the opportunity to do something else, such as looking at Wen Hai.

In fact, after practicing for a considerable period of time, the age boundaries between monks became blurred, and the criteria used for distinction were only cultivation, responsibility, etc.

Cultivation is easy to talk about, but responsibility is relatively abstract, but looking at Wen Hai at this time, Li Xun easily sighed that "Heaven will give great responsibilities to this person." His temperament is completely different from other classmates.

I still remember when I first met in my youth, although Wen Hai was a disciple of three generations, he had not yet escaped the elegant and elegant Xiaoyao and Qingpiao, and he had a passionate fight with Qi Bi. After that, he saw him again every few years, his demeanor was a little calmer.

Until now, he is far less radiant than before, and his cheeks are a little thin. Most of the time, he is not as happy or angry as he looks, and his occasionally flashing eyes are also elusive. If he puts him in the second generation of immortal masters, he may not be able to tell if someone who is unfamiliar with him.

Li Xun didn't care who Wen Hai would eventually become. He just sighed that compared to seventy years ago, Wen Hai's changes were so upside down. In contrast, Qi Bi was still immersed in the memories of the past and could not extricate herself. How could such a couple not have any problems?

At this point, Li Xun's understanding of their husband and wife issues has further improved, but this seems useless.

The two chatted for about half a quarter of an hour. Li Xun seized the opportunity and said he wanted to do evening class and said goodbye to Wenhai.

Wen Hai naturally did not try to keep it, and everyone was in harmony and the harmony broke out. Li Xun went back to the house. As for how Wen Hai tossed and turned tonight, that was not a question he had to worry about.

After such an episode at night, Li Xun didn't think about "magic powers" or something.

Because he could not meditate, he simply wrote the manuscript until it was dawn, and he took his sword to sit on Wangfeng Peak to practice.

Today, Mingji's homework exam was the title of "Sword-Breaking" and it looked murderous, but in fact it was just how he fought against the enemy, chased, escaped, etc. in the void and was invisible.

Before Li Xun entered the realm of the realm, he had the ability to control the energy and fly to the sky without relying on external objects. Now it is even more difficult. Even if he eliminates the four success powers, the sword light is still extremely lively.

Mingji attacked several swords according to his temperament. Seeing that he had enough room for dealing with it, he was happy for a moment when he saw the hunting. His power was fully opened. The gurgling sword energy rose several levels in a blink of an eye. It was so fierce that it could break the void. The one who was in charge could break the void.

Li Xun tried hard to catch more than a dozen swords, and then felt that the Mingji sword seemed to be sharp, but in fact it was round and uneven. In the amazing concentration of heaven and earth energy in the heaven and earth, it was either torn, pulled, or exploded, and almost the flow of sword and sword and the energy were in harmony.

After more than a dozen swords came down, the energy of heaven and earth flowed with the sword force, and the combination was seamless. It was like sitting on the Wangfeng Peak and throwing it on his head. With his cultivation level at this time, how can he stop it?

In desperation, Li Xun responded to the key points in his homework. With a close sword technique to fight for life, his body and sword were integrated, and rushed out of the Mingqi sword force, unable to lift his body and escape.

Mingji saw him escaping, smiled freely, and chased after him. The two of them fought and fled. Although Li Xun had no power to fight back, his sword was flying, with the mysterious and subtle essence of a flash of horses. Every time he was about to enter a desperate situation, he could escape from the impossible.

After repeated incidents, almost the whole morning passed, and Mingji was helpless.

Finally, Mingji stopped first, nodded and smiled, "If you don't say anything else, your ability to fly to the sky with sword is also the best in the sect."

Li Xun responded with a smile: "No matter how outstanding the best, he was chased and beaten by the fourth uncle. Besides, the uncle has not done his best yet. I am sweating profusely. This winter, I can really make you sick!"

Mingji blamed him for being slick and patted his shoulder with a scabbard. Suddenly, he relieved something and said, "You and Wenhai were talking outside last night?"

Li Xun knew that he could not hide the many eyes and ears on the peak, so he responded calmly, then smiled and said, "I'm just persuading..."

"What are you trying to persuade others about housework?"

Ming Ji angrily said, then sighed softly: "Actually, it's better to persuade him. Especially Abi, her fellow disciples who have friendship with her really don't have good eloquence except you...

"You, Master Mingru and I, don't ask for anything else. We just hope that she can cheer up and explore the layer of mental disorders. Otherwise, if you don't talk about your practice, it will be how she will endure the sun and moon in the future!"

Li Xun guessed that this should be Mingru's words, and with Minggui's personality, he would not be so petty. However, he placed his trust on his disciple. I wonder if Mingru really trusted him or was in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

He thought to himself and agreed. It was almost noon, and Mingji was going to go back to discuss things, so he took a step first. Li Xun also wanted to go back and continue writing, but because of Mingji's words, he suddenly had the idea of ​​going out to visit Qi Bi.

I chased and fled for a whole morning. It was already very close to the Sanjue Pass, just the way.

The Nine-level Stone Mine on the Sanjue Pass was soaked in Li Xun's sweat for months. Now decades have passed, and the original mining area has been covered by new grass and trees. But if you observe carefully, you can still find the holes and sword marks dug from the towering rock walls.

He tried his best to get rid of the feelings of change of things and people. Li Xun walked around from a distance with the Nine-Level Stone Mine as the center, and took about half an hour to find the target.

It was about a hundred miles above the Nine-Shift Stone Mine, and there was a very deep jungle.

A bamboo house with an elegant appearance is located in a small open space deep in the dense forest, surrounded by evergreen trees, and a high cliff in the distance.

A thin mountain stream flows through the above, and at a drop of more than ten feet, a small waterfall forms and falls into the small pool below. Through the trees, the sound of water is faint, clear and not messy. It is really a good place to cultivate one's own character.

Li Xun was completely lucky to be able to see this place. If it weren't for the clear weather today and the waterfall reflected the noon sunshine, which attracted his attention, he would never have seen a small building that was so deep hidden. He was standing on a high cliff, looking at the inside and outside of the bamboo building.

Unexpectedly, in this direction, through the small window on the upper floor of the bamboo building, you can clearly see the situation inside, including Qi Bi.

At this moment, she sat in front of the window, staring at the snowy grass outside the building, her face and expression were depressed, and her aura was so similar to this little building in the quiet forest. Li Xun looked at it from afar, and suddenly felt that this scene was enough to be painted. It’s a pity that he did not have the wonderful paintings like Zhong Yin!

Thinking of Zhong Yin, he naturally thought of Qing Yin, and also remembered that Wen Hai said last night that this was once a different karma of Qing Yin. He couldn't help but have a malicious thought in his heart. Did Zhong Yin also stand in his current position? What about the beauty in the building? Ha!

After laughing twice, he suddenly felt very bored. Looking at the Xiaolou, the sorrow that Qi Bi's eyes and eyebrows were in a bad mood for a moment. He had no intention of visiting him anymore and turned around and left.

Two more days have passed, and Li Xun still maintains a boring and fulfilling lifestyle, but only cuts the evening class time to alleviate the backlash of "Blood Shadow".

Correspondingly, his time to write has increased, and his thinking has gradually become on track. He has written nearly 50,000 words so far, including pictures and texts, which are both insightful in speech and intuitive in illustrations, which makes Yin Sanren, the only reader, praise it.
To be continued...