The deep pupils of the old monk Donghu shone with wisdom. The power of the stick in his hand gradually receded, and the world returned to calm. , still stands.
These thousand mountains are like a dreamy light and shadow, like a mirage, but they exude a strange smell of blood.
This smell comes from those sword slaves, as well as their masters.
When a person who is already close to the top of power starts to spend his whole life seeking revenge for only one thing, this person's will has surpassed his cultivation itself.
Those sword slaves who could have become famous masters in this world, but used their natal vitality and all the past worlds to nourish these famous swords have all died.
The skin of their master Ye Xiao's body has also bloomed like a cracked tortoise shell, his blood is almost exhausted, the light in his pupils and the frenzied fire are gradually dimming, and he is close to death.
This sword formation not only surpassed his limit, but even had a completely different level of power. When it was fully formed at this time, this sword formation had nothing to do with him.
If this sword array is compared to a giant tree, then he is just the flesh and blood nourishment sucked by this giant tree during its growth.
Logically speaking, he was exhausted at this time, and he should have died like those sword slaves. However, with his amazing willpower, he was still alive, watching the sword array from a distance.
He must be alive, he must ensure that this sword formation can be entered by people, and then he must ensure that he can see the death of the descendant of the nine-dead silkworm.
For him, even if that young man is not the rebirth of Wang Jingmeng, he is still the most important pillar of Bashan Sword Field. As long as he kills that young man, Bashan Sword Field will eventually perish.
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The old monk Donghu quietly looked at the nearest dust mountains, and then slowly stretched out his staff.
A ray of light shot out from between the sticks and penetrated into these dust mountains.
These dusty mountains are swaying, but the terrifying power contained in his radiance is distributed to no one knows where in the world along an unknown passage.
"I can't break through this sword array."
The old monk Donghu turned his head to look at Ding Ning, and said seriously: "Although we can walk between these dust mountains, these dust mountains block my perception from the outside world. They even block the penetration of the vitality of the eight realms. Everything we see is in the law of this sword array, and we will get lost in it."
Ding Ning nodded, glanced at the unconscious Fusu, and confirmed that his injuries were not more serious, and said at the same time: "This should be a sword array that can lock eight realms."
"Can I go in or not?" Changsun Qianxue looked at Ding Ning and asked.
In her perception, these thousand dust mountains are not just mountains, but changing and unknown worlds.
"If you can't get in or out, then Ye Xiao pays such a price, it doesn't make sense."
Ding Ning couldn't see Ye Xiao's situation at this time, but he could imagine the price the other party would pay. He frowned deeply and said, "This sword formation is probably like a well. Like a frog at the bottom of a well, it clearly knows where the outside world is, but it can't go out, and it can't use the mirror sky to distinguish east, west, north."
This metaphor is not particularly appropriate, because Changsun Qianxue knows that even the frog at the bottom of the well can still know where the sunrise and sunset are through the dim changes of light, but she knows what Ding Ning means very well.
"Can you break this sword formation?"
She took a deep breath, looked at Ding Ning and said.
"The power of the eight realms is needed to lock the eight realms. The magic circle itself is a means to improve the strength of the practitioner. Ye Xiao can't enter the eight realms, but the magic circle composed of these swords has formed enough power to imprison the eight realms." Ding Ning shook his head, "Although I am infinitely close to the eighth realm, and have even perceived some mysteries of the eighth realm in advance, I have not really entered the eighth realm after all, so it is almost impossible to decipher the laws of this magic circle."
"So we can only wait for someone to come, wait for someone to jump into this well? He created such a magic circle, and the power of this magic circle cannot naturally fade away quickly."
Changsun Qianxue put down the Nine Nether Hades Sword in her hand, and let the pure and transparent long sword stick on the ground in front of her.
At this time, Qianchongchen Mountain seemed to be solidified, and there was no wind and snow in the world, and it was peaceful, but she knew very well that there would be another bloody storm soon.
"Sword intent and natal vitality are the most pure and condensed things in the world. Ye Xiao borrowed this thousand swords, one is to use the power of the sword itself, and the other is to use the immortality of the masters of these famous swords for almost eternity. The sword intent and natal vitality keep this magic circle alive for a long time."
Ding Ning directly chose a dry place and sat down, and then continued, "But we won't be the only ones who have a headache, those outside who want to deal with us will also have a headache about what method to use to deal with an Eighth Realm. "
He glanced at the old monk Donghu and said with emotion, "It's an accident for those people that you entered the eighth realm at this time, but they have to face it."
The old Donghu monk sat cross-legged under him obediently, and still asked for advice like a pious disciple listening to the master's lecture: "In the past, I just thought that you hadn't seen the secret of the eight realms, but after hearing your words today, I know it's not true. So, but I don't understand, why did you stay at the top of the Seventh Realm but not enter the Eighth Realm?"
"It's a choice."
Ding Ning looked at him and said calmly: "The crushing of pure power will make practitioners lose the vigor to defeat the strong with the weak, or fight against the strong with the same true energy. It will make many battles too simple, which will make people form simple If you lose this kind of fortitude, everything will become simple and casual, and you will naturally be lazy, which will affect your future practice.”
"Besides, there is no one else in front of me, no teacher to tell me how to go from the seventh realm to the eighth realm."
After a pause, Ding Ning continued with a slight self-mockery, "I always thought that if you are number one in the world at the seventh level and no one is your opponent, then you should not rush into the eighth level at all. It is better to be more cautious. No People will feel that they have not made any mistakes in all the previous cultivation process. If some key stages are walked more cautiously and better, the future cultivation base will be stronger. If it is simply said that cultivation is like building a wall, then I have been thinking for a while, I just want to make the foundation of the wall as firm as possible. To make up for some shortcomings in the previous practice as much as possible."
Huo Ran, an old Donghu monk, realized that besides Ding Ning's words, he felt more meaning, and said sincerely: "Because you thought that your opponent was always yourself, and you thought that before the seventh level was the foundation, and the eighth level was the foundation." In the beginning, you want to challenge the Nine Realms that only legends exist in the world of previous practitioners, but almost no one has reached it."
Ding Ning nodded slowly, remained silent for a few breaths, and said: "As you said before, it's fine if you don't know, but you know that there is an extremely beautiful scenery in front of you, and if you can't see it, you will always regret it. .”
The old monk Donghu was also silent for a moment. He suddenly thought of something, and his eyes filled with admiration, "You said that a practitioner will always make some mistakes in the course of his life. Sometimes the cultivation method chosen is wrong, and some cultivation methods are wrong, which will leave a hidden disease in the body, or it will not be able to be changed in the future. But if a practitioner has enough time to start over and practice again, then he will naturally know that he is If you made a mistake, you will not make it again, and fix it. Now you have this opportunity by taking advantage of the nine-death silkworm."
Ding Ning didn't deny it, looked up at the black sky above, and said, "If you have enough time, you should have a better chance of touching the legendary Nine Realms."