A hundred miles away from the Nine Abysses, there is an extremely secluded valley.

It is wooded and uninhabited.

However, at this time, there was a figure between the trees, suddenly coming and going, and then "bang, bang" into the trunk of the tree, shaking the leaves on the ground. And his talent will show his figure, and he will pinch the trick with both hands. There are words in his mouth, and then he disappears in place with a "whoosh".

At first glance, the situation is rather strange. It's like you're practicing the exercises, or it's more like someone is giving yourself a hard time.

"Come like lightning, go like a firefly, escape—"

"Bang-"

Before the words fell, the big tree not far away shook suddenly, and then the figure fell, turned around in place a few times, and then turned into a wind shadow, circling sharply among the trees, and the unconvinced words continued to sound: "A small spell, what can I do." Escape, escape, escape—"

After a few moments, there was no movement of anyone hitting the tree. Only the fallen leaves swirled back and forth in the forest, like the autumn wind flying in the sky without a trace.

A moment later, a blameless figure suddenly appeared under an ancient tree. He staggered a few steps, and sat on the ground with a red face, gasping for breath, as if he was about to carry his breath, and he looked very embarrassed.

finally cultivated the "Escape Technique", but he was really tired.

The so-called dodge technique, dozens of feet away, as fast as lightning, and with the help of stealth, come and go without a trace, and extremely sudden, it is actually the only way to fight against the enemy, or to escape.

Although the method is good, it consumes a lot of spiritual power, and after only an hour of incense, it is too tired to support it. However, there is one more means to save your life!

Next, you have to cross the last three layers of the Canglong Valley, and try to escape from the Ancient Sword Mountain, you can't help but take precautions early, this is called taking precautions!

Alas, after entering the immortal path by mistake, there is no comfort, and I have to think about going to inexplicable opponents all day long, and fight to the death, why bother!

Wu Blame complained, took out a spirit stone and held it in his hand, leaned on the trunk of the tree to rest, and there was an extra jade slip in his hand, which was the practice of Gu Jian Mountain, "Gu Jian Jue".

He was not interested in the exercises he cultivated, but he was curious about one of the sword techniques.

What is swordsmanship?

On the occasion of the sword, respond to the enemy with the void, defeat the enemy with the real, or respond with the real and win the enemy with the false. The two complement each other, and the power is increased by three points. Those who are not cultivated to be profound must not turn the sword into reality.

In other words, if you have cultivated the sword transformation technique, you can turn one sword into two swords, or even more, complementing each other with virtual and real things, and it is unpredictable. And this technique is extremely difficult to cultivate, perhaps only the predecessors above the foundation can perform and deduce the essence of the "Ancient Sword Technique".

And write down the mantra and save it for later reflection in your spare time.

Leaning on the trunk of the tree, holding the spirit stone in one hand and the jade slip in the other, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking very listless. Two hours passed, and he seemed to have a little more energy, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and stood up lazily from the ground. The spirit stone in his hand is no longer shiny, and there should be little spiritual energy left in it. He was reluctant to throw it away, so he put it away with the jade slip, and then slowly walked through the woods and in the direction of the ancient altar.

I don't know what the ancient altar was like. I only know that the level to the next realm is still three hundred miles away.

Another half hour passed, and the jungle thinned. Ahead is a dry river valley flanked by mountains.

Wu blame discerned the downward direction, a little on the tip of his toes, three feet above the ground, like the wind blowing, straight to fourteen or five feet. In mid-air, he realized that he was different from the original.

Fly far, jump high. And as soon as the divine consciousness moves, you can see a thousand five hundred zhang away. Could it be because of the Nine Grains of the Dragon Pill? Can it defeat Wang Bi? If you can't fly with the sword, and become a master like the Foundation Building Daoist, it will be in vain after all! At least you have to beat the Xuanyu of Lingxia Mountain before you can see the purple smoke......

The highest mountain in Longfang Mountain is naturally Longfang Mountain. The ancient altar is located on the top of Longfang Mountain.

When he found the foot of the mountain, it was already two hours later. When I looked up, I couldn't tell what was happening at the top of the mountain. He wandered around the foot of the mountain for a moment, confirmed that it was correct, took out the golden crystal mask from Liu'er, put it on his face, and set off for the mountain.

There are no roads on the mountain, vines are everywhere, ancient trees are overgrown, and there are craggy strange rocks in the way. Although it is also full of life and gloom, it looks dead and silent without the traces of insects and birds.

He followed the mountain for a moment, lost his patience, and then he showed his form, and jumped in a row.

Before I knew it, the surroundings suddenly opened up.

The lush forests were left behind, and in front of them towered a mountain peak hundreds of feet high. It was supposed to be a stand-alone show, but it was a bit abrupt and desolate because of the bare mountains.

He looked back and forth, and continued to run to the top of the mountain. The mountains are getting steeper and smoother. He took more than ten feet in one step, and the castration was unabated. Soon, the top of the mountain is imminent. When it leaps high to the top and has not yet fallen, it is a dark surprise.

The top of the mountain is a thousand zhang square and extremely flat. In the room, large and small black stones stand in a circle. At first glance, although the scene is weird, it is like a formation, unpredictable.

In the vicinity of the stones, the figure of the monk lingered and watched.

The fifty or sixty large stones are the ancient altars shown in the map, and what is so strange about them, and how do they cross to reach the Longqi River in the next realm?

Blameless stood on his feet, looked at himself, and reached out to help the mask on his face, and then paced forward with his hands behind his back.

Looking far away, the four directions are vast. Looking up at the sky, it seems that the white sky is close at hand and within reach. Such a place is really a good place for the ancients to worship. It is said that the gods live in the heavens, and when they are closer, they may be able to worship more smoothly. I remember the four nursery rhymes: In ancient times, there was a rainbow, and the fairy came from the sky, sowing a grain of millet, mulberry fields and the sea......

However, there was no figure of the Tsukiji Daoist on this trip, and I didn't know if the Edgeworth could fly directly through the sky and leave Canglong Valley.

"This senior brother, why don't you rest for a while!"

The closer it gets, the ancient altar adds a bit of mystery. Its stones, of different shapes and sizes, are all one or two zhang high, separated by several feet from each other, and are arranged in a circular formation, which occupies most of the top of the mountain. After a little look, I felt an inexplicable majesty rushing to my face, and in a trance, it made people feel awe.

"The ancestors have clouds: all kinds of practice, seeking to clear the void, purify distracting thoughts, cause the void, keep quiet, and be calm and calm. Don't be blind and don't know yourself, and eventually the bamboo basket will be empty. Senior brother, do you think so?"

More than ten zhang away from the stone formation, an old man sat on the ground. His face is wrinkled, his beard is gray, and he looks not young, but his expression is leisurely, his conversation is extraordinary, and he looks like a master of the world.

Blameless eyes fell on the old man, and the other party didn't even wear a mask. He looked at it for a moment and suddenly said, "Ah...... I know you ......"

When he was in Long Xinze, there was an old man who sighed after escaping. And the old man is none other than the one in front of him, who can't imagine that after many days, they will meet again in a different place.

The old man smiled and said excitedly: "Hehe! I didn't expect that my Yuan Ling still had a little name, and I dared to ask the teacher brother to respect his surname...... Without waiting for a response, he held his long beard again and said proudly: "Although my cultivation is not high, I have achieved a good realm." My fellow brothers and sisters have always liked to ask me for advice!"

Wuji hesitated, raised his hand, and said with a smile: "In front of Senior Brother Yuanling, the little brother dares to be presumptuous, and he doesn't know ......" and before his words fell, the other party talked eloquently: "What is cultivation? Cultivators are the heart, and the righteous are the deeds, from the beginning of the heart, the body is nothing, the behavior is the way, and the behavior is nothing!"

I don't have the leisure to talk to you, I just want to leave.

Seeing that there was no one on the left and right, and the figure before had also entered the stone formation, he had to say perfunctorily: "Senior brother is really profound, and every word is beautiful." The so-called practice should correct one's behavior ......"

"Oops—"

The old man who claimed to be Yuan Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, suddenly exclaimed, and sighed with his palms: "For decades, only my junior brother understands me......!

Wu Yi was taken aback and quickly shook his head.

The six sentences about spiritual practice are nothing more than a hidden poem. Children who have been in school for a few years can tell at a glance. It's just because there is a bit of truth in it that I can break it down. And I'm not anyone's confidant, and I don't want to be with an old man!

"Ahem...... I don't know how many days have passed since the opening of Canglong Valley?"

"Senior brother, your question is so strange, Canglong Valley has only been open for five months. Listen to me, cultivators, you should stop being greedy and weak, dispel your delusion and heal your mind, and be delusional and wise, and only in this way can you achieve the Great Dao!"

Five months?

The previous sleep was unexpectedly confused for nearly two months. It seems that you can't easily doze off in the future, if there is an accident, it will delay things!

The blameless doubts were finally answered, but unexpectedly, the other party's interest in preaching was stronger, he hurriedly arched his hand, raised his feet and walked forward: "The altar is in front of you, how can you not go and take a look, the little brother is gone!"

Yuan Ling was even more anxious, and stretched out his hand to summon: "Brother Fool still has experience to share, and it's not too late to talk about it for three days before leaving!" Senior brother...... Senior brother, the altar stone henge must not trespass ......"

Blamelessness turned a deaf ear, walked quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he walked into the stone henge, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

What is spiritual practice?

Ever since a person was born in his mother's womb, when has he stopped practicing? He has cried and laughed, and he has been born and died. When the soul returns to the sky, there are no regrets in this life, it is enough!

In this case, why do you need to be persistent? Just like the Son of Yun, he is self-assured in his realm, but he is confused by his words and deeds, and when he comes, he does not forget to ask himself in fear, whether he is ashamed of others, and whether he has really come?

Why don't you go through the red dust, and taste all kinds of experiences!

In short, I am mortal. As for the monk's set, I forgive you for not being sensitive!

Blameless shrugged his shoulders before he continued to move forward, but he had not yet moved, and his expression was slightly stunned......