The seal of "The End of the World is at this time" cannot be stamped on the body of a living person. This is the same as hitting the head with a firecracker to send people away. It is a self-evident truth, and the master didn't even say much.
But Xi Ping not only built it, but also built it on his own spiritual foundation.
On Feiqiong Peak, the unwelcome co-incarnation of the sword did not end well at this time, and after he overlapped the reincarnation trees in the whole world, Xi Ping's spiritual consciousness was also broken into fine sand, and it was scattered all over the world. yes.
He has just built the foundation, and his spiritual consciousness is far from that strong, and he will soon not know what time it is.
In a trance, he felt that he was wandering in the fields for a while, and wandering on the ruins for a while. Reincarnated trees grew everywhere in the deserted village and scorched earth, and his vague consciousness was scattered everywhere.
After floating for an unknown amount of time, Xi Ping saw Ah Xiang climbing up the rocks on the shore of the East China Sea.
Ah Xiang followed his word and kept calling him, and the small wooden sign she carried attracted Xi Ping's consciousness. Xi Ping was startled, suddenly remembered who she was, and then remembered who he was.
So countless voices shouting "Tai Sui" swept his consciousness into piles like a broom. Before Xi Ping had time to speak to Ah Xiang, his spiritual consciousness was pulled back to the mainland from the sea.
He is like a scavenger, following those voices, picking up his brain all the way, and every time he finds a point, his sanity becomes clearer.
There are many people who worship "Tai Sui", but most of them are not "uneven cicadas".
When people are unwilling to worship Nansheng again, wild foxes and ghosts will naturally enter the hall and go to the incense table-Xi Ping, the "Tai Sui" and "Huangbai Daxian" and other dignitaries stand side by side, and are put on the shrine by some bluffing people. People who are in a hurry to go to the doctor worship in a daze.
He heard a child ask an adult, "Why do you worship a weasel, and will you have to bow down when you see a weasel stealing a chicken in the future?" He felt it was funny, so he heard the child ask again: "What is Tai Sui?"
The adult replied: "They say it's Ganoderma lucidum."
"What is Ganoderma lucidum?"
"It's a big mushroom that can live forever after eating it."
Xi Ping: "..."
Unlucky, "Big Mushroom" picked up his own consciousness and left, cursing these two hundred and five later eating mushrooms and having diarrhea.
Anyway, what he said didn't work.
He walked deeper and deeper among the crowd, and retrieved more memories—Xuanyin Mountain, Nankuang, Wuduhai... One by one, every time he remembered something, he panicked.
He hasn't returned the third brother's spirit bone yet.
How is Master
In the end, he no longer had the heart to listen to what people said, and was so anxious that he could fly back with his wings.
But those ragged people prayed "buzzing buzzing" and pestered him not to let him go.
Xi Ping wanted to beg them to worship someone else—he couldn't manifest, if he could manifest, the first thing he would do would be to curse this endless group of people into dumb.
However, devout incense burners couldn't hear his heartfelt voice, and his spiritual consciousness was bounced from one group of people to another group of people. Xi Ping couldn't hear what people were saying clearly, and was exhausted struggling in those inhuman noises.
The "Big Mushroom God", who was about to be annoyed to death, had no choice but to cover his ears with his head in his hands, and squatted down in a relatively quiet place, trying to think of a solution with a sad face.
At this time, he heard someone beside him talking to himself: "Is Xueqing more beautiful or indigo better?"
Xi Ping glanced sleepily, and saw that it was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, fishing in troubled waters. Everyone else was worshiping god devoutly, she knelt beside her and played quietly... No wonder it's so quiet here.
Xi Pingxin said that no one was right, so he lazily said, "Choose the blue one."
The girl chose Xueqing's thread and hid it in her sleeve.
Xi Ping gave a "tsk", and then heard her muttering in a low voice: "Tai Sui bless me to find a good husband."
Xi Ping rubbed his temples anxiously: "There is nothing I can do to help, you can find it by yourself."
"It doesn't have to be very beautiful, as long as Brother Dacheng is as clean and neat as he is. The important thing is to be kind-hearted, filial and friendly. You don't need to talk too much, but you are reliable. He can do anything you ask him..."
In the midst of the sky full of sorrow, the girl's brisk whispers were like a spoonful of clear dew. Xi Ping listened for a while, and the headache that was about to explode was relieved a little, so he supported his head and looked at her.
The girl was ashamed of herself, and covered her face with an "Aiya".
The girl from a poor family is naked, her flesh and blood are a bit cramped, and she is not as delicate and tender as those ladies and ladies, but she is not disheartened at all. I used rags to hairpin a flower, and it was beautiful and unique to wear. There were grape-like eyes on the red face, which were black and watery. Wherever I looked, there were sparkles. That look reminded Xi Ping of the puppy his grandmother raised when he was a child, and felt that she was very kind and cute.
"You're pretty," Xi Ping said. "If you like someone, tell someone to try it. I don't think it's a big problem."
The girl clasped her hands together, covered a handful of colored thread and shook her hand: "Tai Sui blesses the person I like also likes me."
"Okay," Xi Ping said, pinching his fingers, "I'll watch the sky at night and see you... the star in charge is shining brightly, where... it's not a bad position anyway. If you can get lucky for three years, you must have a good marriage. Get rich in peace... ”
The girl couldn't hear what he said, and before he finished speaking, she sighed again: "But Brother Dacheng also went to 'Marshal Zhongyi', they said that 'Marshal Loyalty' used to be a thief, and he didn't want to seek justice for anyone , I just wanted to take the opportunity to start a rebellion... Isn't that a matter of losing his head, I advised him not to go, he didn't listen to me."
"What a mess," Xi Ping raised his eyebrows, "you call this 'reliable', how can people be as blind as color matching?"
The girl muttered: "There is a lot of chaos all day long, Tai Sui, when is this the first time?"
The fake Tai Sui who couldn't protect himself was stunned, speechless, so he had to sit aside and stare blankly with her.
Suddenly, the girl seemed to be startled by something, hastily put away the colored thread in her hand, and knelt upright.
Xi Ping followed her gaze, and saw a masked man rushing in, with a rancid smell on his body. Xi Ping knew at a glance that this was an evil creature with a broken spirit orifice.
The evil spirits are not injustice, they don't seem to know the phrase "I would rather die than Shuangtou against my will" - these loose evil spirits just pick up any name and fool around, and if they do a few tricks, they will be regarded as the disciples of the Immortal Venerable who save the suffering , might as well not flatten the cicada.
When Xi Ping saw this guy coming in, he started talking nonsense, talking about "Tai Sui" in front of "Tai Sui", nonsense. People were so impressed that they all called him a fairy envoy.
Tianji Pavilion welcomes back to preside over the general election to mend the dragon's veins. The one who is called "Xianshi"! What stinky shit is also worthy
Xi Ping saw that his fists were hardened, and he wished he could do something wrong.
The "fairy sound" of shit came to an end, enjoying the worship of the crowd, a thin man with a stooped back and his eyes glowed with fanaticism, and poured tea for him devoutly, and just about to serve it with his own hands, he shrank back as if he was ashamed return. He wiped his hands back and forth on himself several times, and suddenly saw the girl who was secretly snuggling, his eyes lit up, and he beckoned, "Ah Hua, come quickly!"
Xi Ping frowned, and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute."
But his body is far away in the East China Sea, and he can't meet real people.
The girl stood up awkwardly, and without noticing that the half-tapped colored thread fell to the ground, she went straight over Xi Ping's hand, and said softly, "Second Uncle."
The skinny man handed her the teacup and ordered her to serve that stinky and shameless old evil spirit: "Go quickly and serve tea to the emissary."
Then she salivated again, and said flatteringly to the evil spirit: "This is my elder brother's niece, she looks well-groomed, and she's smart too, so no one else."
The evil eyes stretched out from under the rags of the mask, and licked the girl's body like a snake letter, as if smiling.
The skinny man was ecstatic and couldn't wait to push the girl.
She staggered helplessly, trembling, and fell to Xie Chong's side, and was grabbed by a cold hand covered with snakeskin scars.
How unreasonable!
Xi Ping stood up abruptly, but there was another voice calling Tai Sui elsewhere, and he was led and flew out.
Wait, Grandpa isn't leaving yet! Master kill this bastard first!
But it's not up to him, he's just a mass of consciousness being thrown around by a hypocritical shrine. The girl looked around frantically for help, and the numb onlookers gave her hollow smiles in relief. Countless feet stomped on the half-tapped colored thread she had just done... The cheap chemically dyed cheap thread is as cheap as dust.
Xi Ping's eyes were about to burst, but he didn't work.
His curse does not work, nor does his blessing work.
The strong wind swept him up, and Xi Ping tried to remember this place and the evil spirit who dared to take the name of Tai Sui, and he would slash him with a sword in the future. But he soon found that it was futile, he couldn't tell which was which.
It looks the same everywhere, and there is that rancid smell of demons and heretics everywhere.
The hidden bone from the ancient demon god has amazing repairing power, and the rebuilt spiritual foundation began to pull back Xi Ping's wandering consciousness.
Those annoying noises got farther and farther away, Xi Ping seemed to step on the air in a dream, and fell back on himself.
He opened his eyes suddenly, and he was still inside the leaf-shaped fairy artifact. The fairy artifact was full of cracks, and it would shatter when touched.
Xi Ping climbed out and found himself at the bottom of the East China Sea.
Said it was the bottom of the sea, but he didn't soak in the water. The surrounding sea water seems to be cut off by an invisible high wall. From time to time, vortexes come close, just touch it and go away. When a foreign object hits, there are inscriptions flashing on the invisible "wall", and those inscriptions make people dare not look directly at them. Xi Ping was startled—Master said that only the legendary first-class inscriptions can make people feel coercive.
By the way, where is Master
Xi Ping suddenly let go and ran along the inscription. He vaguely remembered that Master fell into the reincarnation forest...
He quickly found the Reincarnation Forest, but he wandered around like a chicken without a head and couldn't find any trace of Zhi Xiu.
"Master! Master..."
Xi Ping stopped abruptly, and saw on the other side of the reincarnation forest, in the middle of the open space surrounded by the mysterious first-class inscription, there were three people sitting on the ground, surrounded by a deep pit that was one foot square.
The pit seems to go straight to the center of the earth, because it is too deep, showing a kind of pure black, staring at it for a while makes people dizzy.
Among the three people sitting around the pit, there was a middle-aged man with closed eyes, an ordinary-looking man with a round face, and a handsome young man whose mouth was sealed with white satin.
Xi Ping broke in suddenly, and the three of them turned their heads in his direction at the same time, and their gazes fell on Xi Ping. In an instant, it was as if he had been captured by someone.
By the way, Xi Ping remembered that after he broke through the restriction of his master, he felt a certain powerful aura. At that time, without even thinking about it, he pierced his own spirit base with the seal... so who did he invite
The middle-aged man with his eyes closed waved to him and called, "Come."
The three statues in the Binansheng Temple were not yet popular, and Xi Ping had the urge to place incense and offer offerings in front of the three of them. He didn't dare to do anything wrong, and bowed together in the posture of offering incense, and asked: "Senior, junior Xuan Yinfei Qiongfeng Xi Ping..."
The middle-aged man smiled: "I know, Jingzhai is my disciple."
Xi Ping was startled: Great Elder Si Ming!
By the way, it is said that the elder Si Ming who guards Xingchenhai does not open his eyes in Xingchenhai, so the other two are equal to him...
The round-faced man nodded and said, "I'm in charge."
As he said that, he pointed to the young man who kept his mouth shut and said, "This is a punishment."
Behind the main hall of the main peak of Xuanyin Mountain, Zhao Yin, the elder of Si Li, who can't see the end of the dragon, and Lin Zongyi, the elder of Si Xing who is said to have been in retreat.
The heart hanging in Xi Ping's chest fell to the ground with a "bang", and the three elders of Xuanyin Mountain sloughed off!
Not to mention that there is no great demon crossing the sea, the sky is falling and the earth is falling.
He looked at Elder Si Ming helplessly: "Elder, my master is not..."
As soon as Si Ming stretched out his hand, a broken sword floated in his skinny palm.
Xi Ping saw the hilt and the sword inscription clearly, and there was a "buzz" in his mind: Zhaoting!
Slapping him on the back countless times when he was dozing off, hanging over his head when he was learning to fencing the sword, and taking photos like a master's hand!
Zhao Ting is the master's natal sword, if the natal sword is broken, then...
Xi Ping couldn't breathe for a moment.
Then I heard Elder Si Ming say: "The sword intent of Jingzhai's last sword touched the edge of the cicada, and the sword intent reached, and the cultivation level was still far behind, which shattered the natal sword—you know what the cicada means, right?"
Xi Ping actually knew it, but at this moment he was speechless: Senior Brother Luo said in Qianxiu Temple that the biggest difference between "Cicada Shelt" and "Ascension to Spirit" is that the way of "Cicada Shelt" has been accepted by heaven and earth, and has become a triad. One of the thousand avenues. The monks who have passed the cicada molting state have half-body integrated into the world—for example, Zhixiu is the direct disciple of the Great Elder Siming, and the lineage of Siming is basically a single pass. Logically, Xi Ping should actually call Elder Siming "Master Patriarch". But facing the middle-aged man in front of him, the word "master" did not appear in his mind at all, and he instinctively called him "elder". If his master had spoken so out of breath, Xi Ping would have said something rude, but at this moment he was clearly anxious to whip a whip after the elder's words, but he didn't dare to urge him.
Elder Si Ming said slowly at a uniform speed: "This sword has already left traces on the way of the sword. His life should not be terminated, and it is also a blessing in disguise."
Xi Ping only understood the words "life should not die", and his mood went up and down, and he almost broke his spine in one breath.
Only then did he think about going back, reconsidering what Elder Si Ming said, and trying to understand for a long time, lest he would ask in the wrong way: "So you mean, my master's sword has been registered in the Three Thousand Avenues... like If the bank note is damaged and the bank note is damaged, you can report the loss and make up for it, right?"
Since ancient times, Wan people have paid attention to subtlety, leaving blank space in calligraphy and painting, and speaking is either high-spirited or just point-to-point. Only young children or low-class people who can't read a basket will break it apart and crumble to verify it. Elder Si Ming didn't think he explained his practice in such a superficial way, he nodded patiently, and said following his words: "It's just that the 'reporting the loss' is a bit cumbersome. His natal sword is broken and his spiritual consciousness is seriously injured. Going back to Feiqiong Peak to retreat."
Xi Ping thought for a while, then asked: "Then... what about the devil whose name no one can name?"
"Here." The round-faced Elder Li Zhao Yin pointed to the dark abyss between the three of them, "This is the demon seed."
Although Elder Si Mingzhang was quite amiable, he had a very sad face. Elder Lin, who was in charge of punishment, directly sealed his mouth with a cloth strip, probably not planning to communicate with others.
Only Elder Zhao, who was in charge of ceremonies, was a little more popular than these two, and he smiled kindly.
Elder Zhao said: "The original body of this demon was transformed by resentment during the battle between gods and demons. The masters of the five sects couldn't do anything to him, and even filled in a demon subduer. If his demon soul grows out of print, it will be broken." .Now there is no such thing as the Grandmaster Moon Full and the Fumoren in the world, and it will be a catastrophe. By chance, you break the seal ahead of time, which is like... tearing the cocoon ahead of time. The poisonous moth inside has not yet taken off, Gained a chance for us. Child, you deserve the greatest credit."
The five of Xi Ping and the others smirked and said, "Don't dare"—Elder Zhao was obviously imitating the tone that Elder Si Mingzhang spoke to him just now.
But Elder Zhang always cared about him and cared about his master's great joy and compassion, so the two words that Elder Zhao said made people uncomfortable, as if he was condescending to explain to a fool.
Xi Ping asked, "Is there any hidden danger?"
Elder Si Ming Zhangjue said: "Under the Wudu Sea, demons danced wildly for eight hundred years, and countless natural bones were buried in it. The resentment and hatred are hard to dissipate. I am afraid that Donghai will take a while to digest. The three of us will guard here."
"Oh, that's good." Xi Ping responded.
He was frightened by Broken Sword Zhaoting just now and his legs were a little weak, but now he was standing, his knees were still trembling uncontrollably.
In front of the three Chanhui elders, he was just an ant lacking in soul and wit. Xi Ping thought that the three elders would not pick on ants, so he simply sat down cross-legged without paying attention.
"Then it's time to talk about me." Xi Ping said, "How do the three elders plan to deal with me?"