Chapter 345 Passing the Sword
"Xuan Tian, wake up, it's your turn to appear."
Awakened by the old voice, Chen Xuantian opened his eyes in a daze and saw Black Eagle standing in front of him with his breasts raised out.
"...You finally learned to speak?"
The eagle spit out a bubble. The bubble burst and the old voice roared.
"Still dragging on! Hurry up! The egg is going to die again!"
"Oh, let me go, why do you think of me every time something like this happens..."
Chen Xuantian had no choice but to get up from the bed in the dormitory. He didn’t need anyone to teach him, he was already skilled at peeling the skin.
"By the way, why don't you build a dormitory for Dan? So that he can be resurrected infinitely like me?"
The eagle pops, pops, pops,
"Although the two of you are reconstructed based on the same genetic prototype and are connected through the overlap of memory strings, twin reflections on the membrane, the core principles are different.
"Bobo"
"Your 'god' is recorded in the most extreme Taixu Sword Intent. It has already been tempered to the endless state of the end. It is only a piece of cake to pass through the door and disintegrate the reincarnation and calamity. It's just refining your Taoist mind and returning you to the level you have already reached. It's just that you haven't been able to produce a 'body' that matches you, so you can't display your abilities... …”
"Bobo"
"The 'body' of the egg is a brand-new thing that has never been seen before, an infinite Tao body coordinated from scratch. Each of his genes is specially customized and can be completed without limit, evolved without limit, enhanced without limit, no matter how many times Forging, overloading, reorganization and fusion, coordination and breakthrough will not be on the verge of collapse. It is an unlimited sword forged to kill the endless end..."
"Bobo"
"But after all, the egg is the egg of new life, the foundation of possibility, but it is still a creature that is still limited to the four dimensions. His 'god' has not yet reached the end, and the overlapping strings have the upper limit of retroactive fusion. Every time you take the initiative to pluck a string, there is a possibility of it breaking, which is called calamity..."
"Bobo"
"Anyway, you'll understand later! The egg hasn't been cast yet! If it breaks, it's all over! Don't worry about it at this time! When it's time to die, just go up and die for him!"
Chen Xuantian had just taken off the skin and hung it in the cabinet. He couldn't help but stood there in a daze.
"Wait...wait wait! You just vomited a lot of bubbles. Did you say a lot of incredible hidden settings??
Speak clearly! Use the keyboard! Don’t you know Wubi? ? ”
But the eagle was so impatient that it flapped its wings, grabbed Chen Xuantian's shoulders, and dragged him to fly into Xuanyuan, while saying,
"What he triggers is the calamity of death. If you can survive it, it will be someone else's calamity. If you can't survive it, the egg will die!
In short, a narrow escape from death! You have to be mentally prepared! ”
Chen Xuantian is strange,
"Wait, didn't you just say that I won't die? What should I do to prepare myself mentally?"
The eagle gave him a blank look,
"You won't die if you die, won't it hurt if you die?"
Then the eagle's claws loosened and threw Chen Xuantian into the void.
"Ah? Ah——!!!"
The severe pain hit him the next second, as if his body was being burned by fire, as if insects were eating him, and as if a thousand swords were piercing his heart.
There was nothingness in front of my eyes, I couldn't see anything, only the pain like fire, it was clear that my eyes were gouged out
The strong stimulation was transmitted from the nerve endings to the brain, turning into a tragic scream, which erupted from the young man's mouth and resounded throughout the mountains.
"I'm shocked. I've been here for so long and yet I'm still shouting so loudly. This is a good skill. Which peak's sword boy is there?"
"Not from the mountains, from Hidden Sword Villa."
"Tsk, it's so noisy."
Then a sword qi slit the young man's throat, turning the wailing scream into a roaring sound of blood and wind.
"Hey, don't kill him. There aren't many people you can use to make swords."
"Since it is used to make swords, why keep his mouthpiece? I took it away."
"Hmph, just cause me trouble. Boy, add another spoonful of elixir to this furnace."
Then there was the sound of pills falling into the medicinal oil, and then someone covered the stove.
The young man was lying in the endless void and darkness, panting and moaning, gradually losing consciousness and wandering outside.
Then the scattered divine light gathered together and reunited into Chen Xuantian's blood soul, standing up from the young man's remains.
Even though Chen Xuantian had been dying and dying all day long, his soul was already strong enough. It took him a long time to regain his composure after being stimulated so hard, and he could clearly see the young man's appearance.
Tragic, too tragic.
His eyes were also blinded, his limbs were broken, his mouthpiece was cut off, his chest was opened, his lungs were torn open, and a sword was stuck in his spine. He could not bend or straighten his back, so he could only soak in medicinal oil. Hanging on for breath, lamenting for survival.
Yes, the young man in front of Chen Xuantian is none other than Tie... Uh, no, he seems to be a bitch?
Chen Xuantian wavered his memory a little and looked at this Dan's heart. Sure enough, the young man in front of him had a completely different experience from Tiedan's.
This is the Goudan who didn't join Yanzidong from the beginning, and was taken in by Hidden Sword Villa for a while, but in the end he was powerless and could only watch the Shen family being wiped out by the Sword Sect, and he was also captured as a sword refiner.
Of course, Goudan is probably also an egg, with different strings, different doors, different worlds, and different possibilities. In fact, it is also roughly the same person.
His Daoist heart, his persistence, and his determination are no worse than Tiedan.
But a slight difference can lead to a huge difference.
The iron egg is as cold as a piece of cold iron.
After three years of cultivation, he has gained a thousand-year sword power, and he has been able to fight all the way to the top of the Nine Yin Mountains. He has killed the sword master and killed all the sword sects. No one in the world can stop his sharp edge.
But Goudan is just a dog with a broken spine.
There was no one to help, no one to teach, no one to guide him, no one who had been good to him, no one who had protected him and helped him, no one who had ever cared about him.
All dead.
The Dharma couple has neither material nor land, and the evil star is wandering alone.
There is no immortality, no inheritance, no plug-ins, and no power.
There is no chance to change one's fate against the odds.
So the eggs in front of us can only become the slaves of the immortals, the residue in the boiler, and the homeless dogs.
How to save this egg?
Although Chen Xuantian is here, he can help him cheat, heal his injuries, and help him come back to life after a bloody battle.
But physical injuries can be cured by divine methods, but can the injuries in the heart really be overcome...
"Interesting, is this the death disaster you prepared for me?"
Tiangang Daojun, or Shanglin Duwei, Tianshuzi, or Yuhengzi.
In short, the sixteenth generation head of Beichen Sword Sect stood outside the sword furnace at some point.
The soul was also out of the body, protected by sword light, and the sword boy in the pool of blood was looking at the blood shadow in the furnace from a distance.
"As expected of the Taixu Heavenly Demon, you hid a secret hand on this kid without even knowing it. This time, even I was tricked by you.
However, I really didn’t expect that Zunjia could construct such a large-scale catastrophe of the soul. The secret method of heaven and earth is really breathtaking.
With your achievements in Yuan Shen Dharma, I am afraid that you are on the verge of reaching the high road. It is probably difficult for the God Lord to break your crooked method..."
Chen Xuantian stood in front of Goudan.
"It's the YCM Dafa! Stop talking nonsense, if you have any tricks, come at me!"
Tiangang Daojun was not in a hurry to take action, he just walked around the sword furnace, his red-veined white eyes staring at Chen Xuantian like an evil ghost,
"Interesting, interesting. It turns out that I have killed you once, but I didn't expect that even if I beat you physically and mentally, it wouldn't hurt you at all, but your soul would be stronger.
It seems that even if I fight you to death in this illusion, and if I don't break your spell, I probably won't be able to destroy your soul.
That’s it, what a good plan.
Now the fate of my Tao body has come. As long as I delay it and don't let me finish seizing the body, this kid's life and soul will die here early, and I will die.
If this boy's destiny is hard enough and his soul survives this tribulation, I will still disappear and be devoured by him.
The calamity of the soul has always been winner-take-all.
As long as he and I both fall into this illusion, then this Tao body will naturally fall into the hands of your Taixu Dao.
So the key to this calamity is not your victory or defeat, but his.
It is necessary to usurp his Taoist heart during this calamity.
Only if this kid is willing to dedicate his body to me and be my sheath can I have a chance of survival. Yes and no. Haha, interesting. ”
Chen Xuantian snorted coldly,
"Jijiwaiwaiwaiwaiwaihuai nonsense! Eat my YC——!"
Tiangang Daojun rolled his eyes and glared at Chen Xuantian. His blood exploded instantly and turned into a pool of blood and mud, splattering all over his body.
The next moment, Chen Xuantian sat up from the bed,
"What the hell!? So outrageous!?"
At the same time, Black Eagle flew back to the dormitory, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood,
"You were defeated too quickly! Take two more of his swords before you die!"
"Damn it! How dare you roll your eyes at me! Don't underestimate me!"
Chen Xuantian was furious! Peel off the skin! Jump on the eagle!
"GOGOGO! Come again!"
"Give me some strength! Give me some strength! Phew——!"
So Black Eagle let out a long cry, crossed the empty wind, and broke through the abyss! Dive and drop bombs!
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"Tiangang——die——!"
Tiangang Daojun rolled his eyes again, and Chen Xuantian exploded into a pool of bloody mud and splashed it again.
"..."
Eagle was also speechless, so he had to turn around and fly back to reload...
So I had another moment of peace.
Tiangang counted with his fingers, then put his hands behind his hands and looked at Goudan in the furnace.
"You bitch, you actually changed your destiny to such an extent that you changed your name. The Tao of Taixu is really mysterious and unpredictable...
Forget it, since you have such inner demons and it seems that you really care about the origins of those sword boys, I will tell you. ”
So Tiangang Daojun rambled on and on, and began to tell the sword boy in the furnace all the secret swords that the sword sect had not passed down to others.
Yes, this set of training methods of cutting off menstruation and veins, disemboweling and piercing the spine, gouging out the eyes and slitting the throat is actually the true version of Beichen's murderous sword.
Killer boy sword.
In fact, the origin of all kinds of Dharma doors is still the same issue in the final analysis.
There is nowhere to go.
Beichen Sword Sect's unique skill, the Nine-Yao Sword Scripture, can be invincible in the world if it is mastered to a great degree, but it is not enough to break the void.
Therefore, no matter how powerful you were back then, if you defeated Bingjie in a fight, or if you could not pass the three-death barrier after thousands of years of practice, you would need to be reincarnated by Bingjie.
If other Xuanmen sects sacrificed their lives, they would naturally not waste any time and just use the Yuan Ying Bingjie method to rebuild them.
But the Sword Immortal's lifelong cultivation has been combined with the sword, refining and forging it into the edge of the magic sword.
It doesn't matter if you kill yourself, but once you destroy the sword, not only will your life-long skills be destroyed, but your own soul will also be integrated with the sword. If the sword is broken, both the soul and spirit will be destroyed, and the sword spirit will be greatly damaged. Even if he is reincarnated, it is equivalent to losing a piece of his soul in the sword.
Therefore, the sword masters in this mountain are not willing to abandon their swords, but they are also willing to break their swords. Of course, no matter what, even if the person dies, the sword must be passed down.
So there is a saying that the sword is passed down to the disciples of the Sword Sect.
Yes, every sword in the sword pavilion has a god, every sword has a name, and every sword has its own ownership.
What I can give you was actually yours in my previous life. If your sword is not in the sword pavilion, then how can we talk about inheritance?
Therefore, these reincarnations of sword masters can be regarded as true sword disciples, and those newcomers who do not have swords in the sword pavilion have to forge their own swords, and these are sword boys.
Normal people would probably think that these Beichen sword boys are just sword servants selected and trained by Jian Zong since childhood, and used as killers to carry out murders and secret assassinations. In fact, it is much more than that.
They are not only the newcomers recruited by the Sword Sect, but they are also sword furnaces, scabbards, sword embryos, and Tao seeds that the Sword Sect has searched everywhere for. Those who are gifted with spiritual roots, have high-quality qualifications, and are not protected by the sect family.
Those whose souls have been damaged and have fallen halfway, their Tao bodies will be taken and used as sheaths for the swords handed down by the Sword Master of this mountain, hidden in their bodies, and their Tao bodies will be taken away to sharpen their blades.
Once successful, the Sword Lord will be reborn immediately, the sword will remain sharp, and he will regain the Dao body and the scabbard. He can live for another five thousand years, continue to unite the Nine Lights, and continue to study the Shattered Void.
Isn't this a kind of military solution, is it not a kind of reincarnation, is it not a true combination of man and sword?
It's a pity that the one-in-a-million Dao seed is hard to find, and there are even fewer children who can endure the pain of being forged by a sword boy.
A true swordsman must be able to inherit the sword power of the Divine Sword King. His meridians, lungs, and blood, and his muscles, bones, and blood body must be able to withstand the sword power of the Divine Sword Master.
Moreover, it is not enough to accommodate only one ray, it must be combined with nine rays! Only then can we catch up with Xuannv and shatter the void!
Therefore, Beichen Sword Boy must transform the Sword Boy's body from head to toe, from bone to marrow, reborn and reborn through blood!
It's just a pity, after all, no matter how talented these boys are, they are only human.
Human beings are forged as swords, and their meridians and spinal cord are used to withstand the sharp edge of the divine sword and the weight of the sharp blade. How can they not be crazy, mad, or crazy?
The vast majority of sword boys failed and died when they first forged the foundation. His soul was scattered, and his soul was refined into food for the sword spirit.
There were only a handful of people who could forge sword embryos, and they soon became the scabbard of Zang Feng, and were eventually swallowed up in the skin.
Apart from the sword, there was nothing left in the bag.
Therefore, there are more and more sword masters who have died and transformed into swords, but the output of sword boys is far from enough.
So the main sect began to devour the outer sect, and the inner sect began to devour the outer sect. Except for a few direct descendants who were used to maintain the operation of the Chi sect, almost all the Taoists with a little talent were used as sword boys and cast scabbards.
But most sword masters can still only line up in the sword tomb and wait in the sword pavilion, waiting for their reincarnated sword scabbard. And those swords that are sheathed are inevitably like those that cut through iron in the dark, their divine light is dim, and they cannot perform as well as they did in the past.
Old swords, rusty swords and broken swords are piled up in a room. After many years, no new soldiers can be forged. Naturally, the sword sect is becoming worse with each generation...
"Splitting Soul——!"
"Bang!"
After shaking the Blood God Son with another wink, Tiangang Daojun also shook his head and looked at the sword boy in the furnace.
"Do you think that we, the Sword Sect, took away your Taoist body because we are so afraid of death and want to use the Sword Boy Soldier to resolve reincarnation?
Yes, but also no.
Whether you believe it or not, you can indeed achieve enlightenment with the boy's sword technique.
This method is upright and authentic, recorded in Xuannv's Heavenly Book.
It is a way to transform the human body and reshape the golden body. Finally, the physical body is broken into the void and leads directly to the sky beyond the sky.
Therefore, every sword boy has a chance to achieve enlightenment.
It's just that the method of forging the boy's sword is too radical and difficult, and almost no one has succeeded in narrowly avoiding death.
But this path must be correct. ”
Tiangang looks at the starry sky, pointing directly at the stars in the sky,
"I have been waiting to ascend Jiuyao, watch the stars and forge swords, but in the end my body is mortal, and I have never been able to break the void like the three gods. In the final analysis, it is because the Taoist body is not strong enough!
What does it mean to be broken into pieces! So what does it mean to be covered in blood and flesh!
Since the Taoist body is insufficient, it is even more important to mold a golden body and face difficulties! Work hard to achieve perfection! How can you be afraid of difficulty and pain, so just find another shortcut!
It seems that the soul leaves the body, ascends from the Taixu, and abandons the Tao body. It is nothing more than side acrobatics passed down by ancient cultivators. It is like fishing for the moon in the water, and it is impossible to achieve the Great Dao!
But now, various Taoist sects, looking at the so-called thirty-three days of ancient Taoism, where they can transform into gods and manifest themselves as saints, are looking for fish from a tree, carving a boat for a sword, and they have all gone astray!
Truly supreme! The most upright and powerful way! I am the only one who forges a sword to ascend!
Use my divine sword! Across the galaxy! Shatter the void!
No matter Tai Chi Heaven or Thirty-three Heavens! No matter the galaxy is empty or the netherworld has returned to ruins!
I'll kill anyone who blocks my way! If the sky stands in my way, kill it!
I cast myself into a golden body with one sword! I will achieve success by cutting through the Milky Way! ”
Tiangang turned to look at Goudan, his eyes as bright as the stars.
"You bitch! You have never had a chance to change your destiny in your life! Now I will teach you this road! Do you want it!"
The young man in the sword furnace stared with aimless eyes, biting his tongueless lips, and raised his hand as if to grab the sword in front of him.
So Tiangang smiled with satisfaction.
"Okay, you are indeed a man of my faith, then I will teach you the Ruyi Sword Sutra."
(End of chapter)