The lush forests surged, and vines protruded from the depths of Cangshan Mountain, dancing in the air and curling around.
These rattans are quite different. Some are green and green, like a "green snake demon", full of vitality and pleasing to the eye; however, more are withered and yellow in color, and some are even as black as ink, filled with death.
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The little man in yellow shirt who was the "Source Master" looked respectful and bowed deeply to the canes, while the snake demon was lying on the ground, not daring to move at all.
"We are guests from afar, so there is no need to be so hostile." Visible to the naked eye, the vines were entangled and twisted with each other, and finally condensed into a huge dragon head.
With handsome eyes and long beard, he is full of majesty.
dragon!
Xu Sheng couldn't help being shocked. How could he have thought that the "Original Master of Cangshan Mountain" was actually the legendary dragon!
That is a mythical thing, a peerless auspiciousness that can only be found in the Classics and History.
Is this what the old blind man wanted to get? In other words, the old blind man once wanted to capture the dragon!
"Alas!"
Xu Sheng took a deep breath and looked at the old blind man solemnly, his shock beyond words.
Although he already regarded the old blind man as very powerful in his mind, and even raised his assessment of his strength several times. But now it seems that he has still underestimated him.
The old blind man's true strength was far beyond Xu Sheng's expectations.
The old blind man is so strong, but what about the weirdo from the Xu family?
Xu Sheng clearly remembered that the old blind man once said: The weirdos of the Xu family are three points better than him.
Since the weirdo is stronger than the old blind man! Then where is the owner of the giant bronze hand that can refine the weirdo at will?
Xu Sheng did not dare to think deeply. At the same time, he also paid special attention to the "Relics of the Thirteenth Generation of the Hidden Sect of Buddhism" in his body that could compete with the giant hand.
How big is the world?
Where is the pinnacle of strength?
Who is the strongest person in the world?
Xu Sheng wanted to ask, but did not say anything.
"Spirit of Cangshan Mountain," the old blind man looked at the dragon's head and said softly: "You are so entangled by the death energy. It seems that you are weaker than I thought."
"Yes," the dragon's head rose and fell, sighing softly, "I'm only a hair away from death, why do you want to disturb my leisure and start a war?"
"I'm not here to start a fight." The old blind man put away the strings and said slowly: "I did have that idea before, but a monk changed me. Now, I'm here to make an exchange."
"Exchange?" Longshou looked thoughtful, and then said softly: "Please speak."
"Use an inch of your body to let this kid reshape his broken body." The old blind man's tone was deep and his face was as stone.
"Bold!" The little man in yellow shirt became furious instantly, his beard and hair flying, and he wanted to fight to the death.
"Wait a minute." The dragon head looked at the little man in yellow shirt and whispered: "Let him finish. Since it is an exchange, of course it is two-way. If he wants an inch of my body, he should pay a corresponding price."
"Of course" the old blind man nodded, "I will exchange my life for yours."
"No!" Xu Sheng's heart skipped a beat and he shouted urgently.
"Hahahaha!" Longshou laughed, "What do I want from you?"
"boom--!"
The cold wind was blowing, and his clothes were fluttering. The old blind man was silent, but a "qi" was rising around him.
"Sacred Realm!" The dragon head was shocked and said in astonishment: "There are still people in this world who can touch the Holy Realm! Incredible, incredible!"
At this moment, the old blind man seemed to have changed. His clothes were shabby, but he was radiant!
The light was invisible to the naked eye, but it was real and could be felt by the spiritual consciousness. The light was peaceful and upright, and the desolation and ferocity in the old blind man's body were swept away in an instant.
It's like a different person!
"Amazing, he can be called a genius! Unfortunately, it's still not enough." Longshou gradually calmed down, shook his head, and said with a hint of regret: "The flesh and blood of a saint can give me a glimmer of life, but you are not a saint.
Although in this age of Dharma ending, you miraculously touched the holy realm."
"Sage..." The old blind man pondered for a moment, then whispered: "It's not impossible to get."
"You!" Longshou stared at the old blind man, "What are you talking about?"
"If I become a saint, can I exchange it?" The old blind man didn't answer the question, but his tone was extremely firm, and his originally pale eyes seemed to have some energy.
"Yes," Longshou said, "but how do you want to become a saint?"
"You don't need to worry about this."
The old blind man stood silently for a long time; then, he cried!
His eyes shed a little blood and tears!
"My whole life has been like duckweed, and it has been absurd until now. It is finally a foregone conclusion. No matter what, no matter what, I can treat it as atonement." The old blind man lamented, gently took off the erhu, and stroked it carefully, as if he wanted to use all his strength.
An erhu set generally consists of two parts: the strings and the body. The old blind man has always used the strings to play, and the body is more like a simple musical instrument.
But Xu Sheng has always had a guess: there is a big secret hidden in the body of the erhu, which may be more important than the strings.
Now, his suspicion has been confirmed.
All the old blind man's attention was focused on the piano, while the strings were whimpering and hanging in the air.
"I deserve death, you deserve death." Suddenly the old blind man shouted.
"Keng!"
The erhu is broken.
It was clearly visible that wisps of green light seeped out from the broken erhu. It didn't look like much at first, but after a few breaths, the light almost became the only thing in the world!
"The vitality is almost solidified!" Longshou was shocked to the extreme, with deep longing in his eyes, and he said with great excitement: "How many lives has this vitality been stolen from? How many millions? Or more
?”
"This...!" Xu Sheng was stunned. From the words of the "Source Master", he heard something terrible. He looked at the old blind man tremblingly, with deep doubts in his eyes.
"There's no need to do this. I did kill a lot of people before, so I don't regret dying today." The old blind man held the green light in one hand and gently touched Xu Sheng's head with the other hand. His generous palm trembled slightly.
It's hard to imagine that an old man as strong and experienced as him would be so excited.
"Old man, you..." Xu Sheng hesitated to speak. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what happens in the past, I beg you to stay alive."
"It's impossible, I've made up my mind." The old blind man's hand still stayed on Xu Sheng's head, as if he couldn't bear to move away. He rarely said in a gentle but stiff voice: "You are a very kind person.
You are so kind that you are almost stupid. I know it is difficult for you to give up this kind of kindness, and I don't want you to give up. But in the future, you must learn to be strong, and you must not be deceived by others. When necessary, you must not let kindness become your obstacle."
"Um"
Xu Shengqiang held on, but could no longer hold back and cried bitterly. He knew that the old blind man was saying goodbye and had already decided to leave.
Since ancient times, life and death have been separated. For Xu Sheng, he was about to lose an old man who protected him and taught him.
"Am I destined to be lonely?"
Xu Sheng stared at the old blind man closely, trying to suppress the madness in his heart. Perhaps once upon a time, the old blind man was a demon who slaughtered the world and killed without blinking an eye. However, today is different from the past, the old blind man has long lost his demonic nature.
Xu Sheng followed the old blind man all the way. He did not see any cruelty in this old man. On the contrary, he often felt the brilliance of humanity.
From a certain perspective, the old blind man and the Hanshan monk actually belong to the same type of people.
My heart is concerned about the world, and I regard death as home!
Although their acting styles are very different, aren't they all doing it for the sake of the common people?
Although the old blind man's care and dedication to Xu Sheng were for a certain purpose, the sincerity and kindness contained in it were not half false. Where is the devil in this?
The old blind man is not a monster!
Xu Sheng was convinced. He smiled, patted the old blind man on the back, and said softly: "Thank you, old man."
"I should thank you too."
The old blind man tried his best to straighten up, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he waved his right hand to grasp the blue light. Immediately, the light between heaven and earth disappeared, and all life was held in his hands!
"The vitality of a mortal is useless to you, but the vitality of a saint can restore your origin." The old blind man's words are obviously true.
"The Spirit of Cangshan Mountain", what the "Source Master" said.
"Saint..." Longshou was silent.
"I want to be holy!"
The old blind man suddenly burst out and roared. The unimaginable huge vitality surged from his palms to his whole body. Visible to the naked eye, the old blind man's whole body was filled with green light.
To be more precise, the old blind man seemed to be immersed in a sea of blue light.
This situation is exactly the same as when Xu Sheng was in the dark forest, wearing "thousands of feet of golden light". The only difference is the color of the light.
"No need to be surprised, your relic also contains the power of a saint. The difference is that what I have in my hand is vitality, while what you have in your body is faith." The old blind man faced Xu Sheng with a gentle expression.
"belief?"
"The Beliefs of the Thirteenth Generation of the Hidden Buddhism Sect."
"I remember." Xu Sheng nodded seriously, "I will inherit that belief."
"Okay." The old blind man smiled happily, then clasped his hands together and uttered weird and obscure syllables one after another.
"Enlightenment!"
Xu Sheng only understood the last two words, and then he saw a scene he would never forget: the old blind man's two eyes turned from black to white, becoming more and more hot and energetic.
No, it's not just the eyes. The old blind man's whole person has changed, as if he has regained his youth, all the wrinkles have disappeared, and every spot has disappeared.
In just a few breaths, his old face became as plump as jade, and his rickety body became straight and tall.
"This feels so good." The old blind man clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fire.
At this moment, he is full of vitality and has swept away his decadence; at this moment, he is unparalleled in strength and domineering!
"Heaven and earth are reversed, yin and yang rotate, life and death are the same, there is no intervening; the spirits of the ten directions are enlightened, and the universe comes together." The old blind man looked solemn, holding the sky with one hand and pointing to the earth with one hand, looking majestic between heaven and earth.
"Xu Sheng stands beside me, I want to use you to gather spirits."
"good"
Without any hesitation, Xu Sheng stood firmly beside the old blind man. Since the old blind man needed it, he naturally did not hesitate and tried his best to help him.
"call--"
Storms are turbulent in all directions, and invisible forces are gathering from all over Cangshan Mountain.
Xu Sheng was facing the wind, his eyes hurting. With his peripheral vision, he saw a hole opened in the sky, and then with that hole as the center, the strong wind swirled and gradually turned into a chaotic vortex.
"In ancient times, there was vitality in the heaven and earth, and becoming a saint was not out of reach. In ancient times, the vitality was exhausted, but there was plenty of spiritual energy. There was a feasible way to become a saint, and there was still a glimmer of hope. But in this age of Dharma-ending, the spiritual energy is close to dissipating, and the way forward is cut off. I will
Continue the path." The old blind man had a solemn appearance, clasped his hands together, and let out a long roar.