In the Taixu Sword Tomb, the old man's eyes changed.

"Since ten thousand years ago..."

"The heaven is filthy and the people's spiritual consciousness is weak. There cannot be any divine beasts..."

"What on earth... happened?"

A cloud of fog hangs in my mind.

The old man's mind turned into a sword and deduced the source of the disappearance of the evil spirits.

The spiritual thought was like a sword, breaking through the fog in an instant, and then the scenery changed, and everything was blood red.

The sky was as red as blood, and among the mountains of corpses, there was a ferocious and majestic king among the corpses. His whole body was bound by chains, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Those eyes were filled with violence, blood, and twisted Tao Yun.

"Evil!"

The old man's eyes were horrified.

In a moment, a dark wind suddenly rose.

The boundless walking corpses and iron corpses invaded his sea of ​​consciousness like a tide, biting his consciousness without fear of death.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then his skinny face revealed a hint of pride.

His spiritual thoughts condensed into awe-inspiring sword intent, like the chaos of two instruments, Taixu circulated, and the mysterious sword light bloomed in an instant, strangulating out.

All the walking corpses and iron corpses that touched the sword light were crushed into powder and strangled to death.

Seeing the tide of corpses being wiped out by the light of the sword, the Corpse King roared angrily, and the chains of cause and effect trembled around his body.

In the blink of an eye, it followed the obscure chain of cause and effect, bullied the old man, opened its bloody mouth, and bit the old man's arm.

The old man's face showed determination, his spiritual thoughts turned into swords, and he slashed away with one strike.

This sword struck the corpse king.

But it seemed to be cut into the void.

The corpse king is entangled with cause and effect, and seems to exist in another layer of illusion.

The old man frowned and slashed with his sword again.

This sword cuts cause and effect.

Taixu's sword intent was as mighty as the Milky Way in the Nine Heavens. He cut it with one sword, breaking the chain of cause and effect and also breaking the evil sign of the Blood Sea of ​​the Corpse King.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood disappeared in an instant.

The back mountain is silent, the sword tomb is desolate, and the ground is full of broken swords.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But the old man knew that there was a bite mark in his consciousness.

The injury was not serious, but a trace of bloodthirsty evil thoughts seeped into his sea of ​​consciousness, eroding his Taoist heart and giving him an icy murderous intention.

At the same time, Mr. Xun, the elder in the middle, who was reading at night and flipping through the formation book, his expression suddenly changed.

"The murderous intention is shaking, and the divine thought turns into a sword!"

Mr. Xun's face was as heavy as water. He stretched out his hand and drew a dark crack in the void. He then stepped into the crack and reappeared in the sword tomb in the forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain.

There are sword tombs all over the mountain, but nothing out of the ordinary.

Only the old man in the middle seemed to have an unstable Taoist mind, and his spiritual consciousness was overflowing. A sword intent that contained terrifying murderous intent was stored but not released, making people shudder.

But ordinary monks cannot detect this kind of killing intent in swordsmanship.

The entire Taixu Mountain elders and disciples were still sleeping peacefully, unaware of what was happening in the forbidden area.

But Mr. Xun knew.

He looked at the old man in the sword tomb, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and then sighed, "Brother, you drew your sword again..."

The white-haired and long-bearded old man's face was pale, as if he was restraining something. On his face, the sword energy was flowing horizontally, and murderous intent was flowing.

After a long time, he relied on his advanced cultivation to forcibly stabilize his Taoist heart, suppress his murderous intention, and his expression returned to normal, but his mind was still contaminated by the "corpse poison" of cause and effect.

A trace of twisted, blood-red Tao Yun is entangled in it.

When Mr. Xun saw this, he took a deep breath.

"This is?!"

The long-bearded old man raised his head, glanced at Mr. Xun, and said with a wry smile:

"I didn't expect it to be...a Taoist evildoer."

When Mr. Xun heard this, he looked sternly and said:

"What happened?"

The old man with a long beard shook his head and said: "Xiao Xiaoxie entered my Taixu. I wanted to deduce the cause and effect and kill it with one sword, but somehow, inexplicably, I killed an evil spirit..."

"If it weren't for this evil, the realm would be low, and it would only be half a step, and it would not be a complete body yet..."

"Otherwise, with my remaining spiritual thoughts and deficient Dao heart, I am afraid that it will have been polluted and become a puppet of Dao evil. My body is a human, and my Dao heart has become a corpse..."

The long-bearded old man breathed a deep sigh of relief, feeling chilled in his heart.

Mr. Xun's eyes were solemn, "Someone is planning to cultivate evil?"

The old man thought for a moment and shook his head, "It doesn't look like it. It doesn't look like he is deliberately cultivating evil. It looks more like..."

"I cut the cause and effect with my sword, but I accidentally touched something I shouldn't have touched, violated a taboo, and offended this evil beast..."

Mr. Xun was puzzled, "The path of cause and effect?"

The old man with a long beard nodded and said: "This half-footed evil... seems to be 'dead', but its resentment cannot be eliminated. It is lodged in some 'thing'..."

"Dao Ni...is already dead?" Mr. Xun frowned even more tightly, "In this land of one realm, under the Dao Code, how could Dao Ni die so easily?"

"Who is this holy person? He is so capable that he can bypass the laws of heaven and kill evildoers?"

The old man with a long beard closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then opened his eyes, looked solemn, and said slowly:

"Everything in the world must die as soon as it is born."

"Dao evil is just the product of the deformation of the Dao. Under the laws of heaven, one is invincible, but it does not mean that it is an immortal thing..."

"It can live, and naturally it can die."

"It's just that I didn't expect that even though I was guarding the Sword Tomb and not leaving the mountain, I could somehow be bitten by Dao Evil..."

The old man with a long beard raised his head, looked at the starless night sky, and sighed:

"The man died, and the immortal fate of Guixu Celestial Burial appeared in the world. The secrets of heaven are turning silently, and there are more and more unpredictable things..."

Mr. Xun frowned.

In Qianxue Prefecture, where families are prosperous and peaceful, it has indeed been a long time since I heard the word "dao evil".

Now it sounds like it feels like a world away.

Old Mr.

"What kind of evil is it?"

"In the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, a corpse king..."

Corpse King...

Old Mr.

"Brother, are you... okay..."

The old man coughed a few times and said in a hoarse voice:

"It will be good to rest for a while...Although today is different from the past, a Karma evil will not seriously damage my mind..."

After the old man finished speaking, he couldn't help but cough a few times.

His breath gradually weakened, and it seemed that his original injury had worsened.

Mr. Xun couldn't bear it and sighed:

"Senior brother, your mind turns into a sword... don't use it anymore."

"I know what's appropriate..."

"Brother!"

The old man with a long beard looked indifferent.

Mr. Xun sighed, his eyes were solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You should be more aware than I am of cultivating the sword of spiritual thoughts. Although spiritual thoughts are transformed into swords, although they have supreme sword intent, they can cut both tangible objects and invisible gods.

but……"

"Success is also due to the sword's will, and failure is also due to the sword's will."

"This sword intention is not an external sword weapon, but your own spiritual thought."
To be continued...