The change in his expression only happened in an instant. Su Jing quickly returned to normal, coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and then smiled and said: "I was unable to meditate just now and the Yanghuo stopped, which made senior laugh. Let's continue."
Patriarch Mingji shook his head, slowly retracted his hand, and looked at Su Jing quietly.
After a long while, he said inexplicably: "You know?" The great demon's voice was low, slightly hoarse.
Su Jing suppressed his smile and nodded solemnly: "Junior understands."
Ancestor Mingji's eyes became darker and darker: "I just found out. I just found out."
Su Jing continued to nod, still saying: "Junior knows."
Suddenly, Ancestor Mingji started crying, with a sad face, tears welling up, and a muffled cry. He didn't have any demonic demeanor at all, he was just a helpless old man.
The Crow Guard didn't understand why, and knelt down on the ground. He wanted to persuade but didn't know what to say. Fusu was also confused and sent a message to Su Jing: "Uncle Master, what's wrong with him?"
Su Jing lowered his eyes and shook his head without answering.
When the yang fire enters the veins of the ancestor Mingji, no meridians or five internal organs can be seen, and there is nothing left in the body. The living ancestor Mingji is just a 'bones, flesh and skin bag'!
Su Jing himself knows how to refine corpses, so he knows that there are evil tendons and yin veins in the bodies of zombies or zombie ghosts;
Su Jing once talked with senior masters and learned from this that although the soul is different from the physical body, it also has Qi channels and essence channels.
The Ancestor Mingji in front of him is not a physical body, not an evil body, and he is not a spirit fetus. On the contrary, in the Green Lantern Realm, Su Jing and Ancestor Lu were chatting about a strange thing that happened when they first met, and they mentioned such a body.
Ancestor Mingji's cries gradually subsided, and he waved his hand to the Crow Guards who were kneeling in front of him hastily: "Children, get up, there is no need to kneel anymore. There will be a time when you have to kneel." His voice was still choked with sobs.
.
After saying that, he didn't explain anything, looked at Su Jing again, nodded, and said inexplicably: "Thank you."
Su Jing was speechless and could only smile.
"I suddenly figured out something." I don't know if it was because he was distracted. What Mingji Patriarch said was not only weird, but also unprovoked. He suddenly brought up another topic: "Didn't I tell you just now?
One day ago, I suddenly felt very cold. At that time, I suddenly felt a fear in my heart: I didn't dare to look back. I stood up and walked straight out, not daring to look back. It wasn't until I walked out of the cave that I started to look back.
Calm down."
"Occasionally I wander in the mountains, and more often I stay on the stone flat at the entrance. Since then, I have never returned to the cave. It's either that I don't want to go back or that I'm afraid to go in. But I don't know why I'm afraid."
Then, he looked at his great-grandchildren, wiped away his tears, and smiled again: "Are you confused? In fact, the reason couldn't be simpler. It's just that I didn't want to think about it, so I never thought of it until the person named Su just now
The boy diagnosed and treated me and tested my body's meridians with the Yang Fire True Essence, and I suddenly realized that it was no longer possible for me to understand it. It was no longer possible for me to understand it. Su Xiaozi pierced the window paper and I realized: I
died!"
Having said this, Ancestor Mingji turned around and waved his hands to make secrets. Amidst the harsh friction sounds, the door of the cave made of Chuheqing bitter stone slowly opened. Ancestor Mingji said, "Follow me."
Come on, take a big step into the cave first.
In ancient times, the cave left by the Immortal Family had its own atmosphere, but now no one is in the mood to look around. The group of people followed the ancestor Mingji with solemn expressions. After countless twists and turns, the big demon stopped at a huge building.
In front of the big house made of carved ruby.
Ancestor Mingji put his hand on the door, and Su Jing suddenly took half a step forward: "Senior, it doesn't matter if this door isn't open."
His face twitched slightly and his body trembled uncontrollably. Ancestor Mingji's eyes flickered inexplicably. After a moment, he seemed to finally make up his mind and said to Su Jing: "Since you can't hide, why should you hide? Get out of the way."
With a slight vomit, there was a dull thud and the door, which was solid in steel, turned into powder.
An astonishing vision appeared before our eyes, but no one exclaimed. There was only deep silence in the cave of Master Chang Shou.
The furnishings in the red jade room are simple, with only one incense burner and a jade couch with a person sitting upright. Although his body is full of luster, everyone present can still easily tell that this person has been dead for a long time, but he only cultivated his body during his lifetime.
It just doesn’t change.
With a high crown, ancient robes, an elegant face, and three long beards, the corpse on the jade couch was clearly the ancestor of Mingji from its clothing to appearance and body shape!
"I'm dead but I don't know." Patriarch Mingji beside Su Jing said each word very softly and slowly. After speaking, he took a long breath and exhaled. He had never noticed it before.
The air was sweet. Ancestor Mingji's eyes dimmed again.
Deep in the desert, Lu Yajiu dreamed up a whole big city. The people in the city were all transformed by Xiujia essence. They had skin, flesh and blood, could move around and talk, and even had their own obsessions. From the outside, they looked the same as
Living people are no different;
In the Wujin Mountain, before his death, the ancestor Mingji 'came up' with a self. The most profound memory of everyone is himself, so 'he' is no different from Mingji. He can live a serious life, and it can even be said that 'he'
'That's Mingji.
'He' is not the soul. Ancestor Mingji's real soul has been lost and withered. 'He' is just a series of consciousnesses? A puff of essence? A piece of memory that was condensed because the ancestor Mingji didn't know he was dead.
?Or maybe it’s an obsession.
The soul was lost and the body was dead. 'Ancestor Mingji' got up and walked out of the cave. He even closed the door when leaving his ruby house, and wandered in the mountains from then on, not knowing how long the time has passed.
Transformed by Jingyuan, he still has mana, can activate the Mountain Guard Seal, and can cast spells; but since he is dead, he will become weaker and weaker day by day, but he doesn't know that he is dead, and thinks it is his own body
'When something went wrong, he happily asked Su Jing to diagnose and treat him!
No one could have imagined that things would turn out like this, especially the Crow Guard. They thought it was a happy gathering of grandparents and grandchildren, but only now did they realize that it was actually a separation of life and death.
The cave was silent, no one said a word, they all stood there blankly, their brains stiff and their minds sluggish.
On the other hand, Ancestor Mingji, who had returned to normal at this moment, stretched out his hand and took out a palm-sized black drum from the body's Qiankun bag: "Everyone who entered the mountain before took a photo of the early crow singing. There is a grotto seventy miles southeast of this peak.
, they are all placed there, and after being found, they can be restored to their original state with seven blasts of drums. After rescuing them, I will remove the restrictions and let you go out of the mountain. Do not stay and leave quickly."
He took out another wooden box and handed it to Wu Shang's hand. In the box were nine crimson glazed bottles, with streaks of smoke flowing inside, which was really beautiful: "After you have cultivated your demon eyes, open the bottle and use your
The essence is refined and refined. I won’t say much about the specific effects. You will know by yourself when the time comes.” There is a jade slip in the box recording the usage of the contents in the bottle.
He then told everyone, "Wait for me for a moment, and I will come back as soon as I go." He walked towards the depths of the cave, and soon turned back with an unconfined Qiankun bag in his hand, and handed it to Fusu: "My lord Chang.
I am neither a demon nor a demon, but I have done nothing wrong with ordinary people in my lifelong practice. It was the decline of my magic power after my death and my failure to control the "lili ink" that caused the flood. It is not my intention to disturb the human world. I have some gold and silver in this bag. You guys
Share it with those who are suffering for me, this is all you can do."
In the same way, it was because he could no longer control the treasures protecting the mountain that the weather in the mountain was revealed from Huer Reef. When the monks came to investigate later, they were all trapped in the mountain. If the ancestor Mingji had not died, he would not have died.
This series of things would not have happened.
After saying this, Patriarch Mingji rolled up his sleeves and chased away the guests!
Su Jing or the Crow Guard were not allowed to say another word. The forbidden magic in the cave was activated and sent them directly back to the foot of the mountain. Then the door was closed tightly. No matter how much the Crow Guard shouted and knocked, it still remained motionless.
Su Jing was thinking about Jian Sui'er and others, and rushed to the place according to the instructions of ancestor Mingji. As expected, he saw a large group of righteous monks, all of them with dull eyes, standing motionless in the grotto like wooden stakes. Jian Sui'er
The three Lishan disciples were among them, as was the old Taoist Zhuo Ji who had nearly killed Wu Xia before.
The drum was very small and the sound was not very loud, but it had its own magic. After seven consecutive blasts, the bodies of many monks were shocked, and their eyes gradually returned to clarity. But the magic sound of Wujin Mountain was weird, and the soul-stricken people
After waking up, this memory will not be lost. In this way, there is no need for Su Jing to explain anything, and everyone will know that the young Xiujia in front of them saved everyone.
When Jian Sui and other Lishan disciples came forward to greet him, and when Old Taoist Zhuo Ji bowed to express his gratitude with excitement, many cultivators knew Su Jing's identity. While they were surprised by his low cultivation level, they also felt troubled in their hearts.
With Yan's admiration, they understand the horror of Wujin Mountain very clearly. If it weren't for the methods of Lishan disciples, how could they have ever been freed.
Su Jingquan was not in the mood to attend to these things, and didn't pay much attention to others. He just looked at Jian Sui'er, whom he had the most friendship with, and asked with a smile: "Are you scared?"
Jian Sui'er shook his head and replied truthfully: "I'm not afraid. I knew there would be reinforcements behind me. It's not easy for Lishan disciples to die outside. I just didn't expect that you would be the one to save me."
"When she spoke, the girl's eyes were bright.
Su Jing smiled: "Let's go out first and then talk."
Leading the team to fly into the air, Su Jing faced the direction of Mingji's ancestor's cave and loudly shouted: "Junior Su Jing, bid farewell to ancestor!" It's not that he has nothing to say, but he doesn't know what to do at all.
Go talk, Su Jing fell silent after eight words
The shores of Huer Lake are so majestic!
An hour ago, the three elders Hong, Fan, and Zhao, together with their disciples, finally arrived at the place with the "Qingfengpu Shang" ancient fortune-telling Taoist soldiers. The elders were so knowledgeable that they quickly found out the seven hundred
The huge Huer Lake in the lake is just a green leaf that covers the eyes. This is a magic similar to Lishan Painting. No wonder Qiu Pingan said that there is no spirit in the water when he visited the lake.
It is not easy to break this heavy spell. If it was just a disciple who fell, maybe the elders would discuss it for a while. Now that even the junior uncle has joined in, how can the people from Lishan wait? After a few short discussions, they decided to take action immediately.
As Elder Fan waved the ancient sign, the blue sky for thousands of miles was as blue as if water was dripping out, and there was no more cloud in the huge sky.
The Taoist soldiers of 'Qingfeng Pu Shang' did not appear, but the smoke and clouds from all directions and the water spirits from thousands of miles away were captured into the formation!
Elder Fan waved his ancient lottery again, and the air on the surface of the Seven Hundred Miles Hu'er Lake trembled with the naked eye. The magical power had not yet arisen, but fierce coercion spread everywhere. Elder Hong promptly ordered the Lishan disciples to cast spells and protect the shore.
Comrade Bian, relying only on the cultivation and mental foundation of those people, is not qualified to stand firm near Qingfeng Pushang, who is capable of launching.
Elder Fan turned his eyes and looked at Hong and Zhao. The latter nodded slightly and signaled Elder Fan to launch a large formation. Unexpectedly, at this moment, Huer Lake suddenly shook, and in the blink of an eye, the 700-mile-long lake disappeared.
And seven hundred miles of scorched black mountains!
Before Lishan's disciples could actually take action, the other side removed the painting? Following everyone, they saw Su Jing and Fusu, two disciples from Lishan, flying out with a large group of monks who had previously fallen on Hu'er Reef.
After a moment of astonishment, cheers rang out from the lakeside, but they could not cover up Su Jing's voice: "Please three elders put away your magical powers."
As soon as Elder Fan withdrew his ancient sign, the pressure rising on Qingfeng Pu dissipated, and the layers of clouds returned to the sky again. Just when Su Jing and his party left the mountain boundary, layers of flames suddenly rose between the continuous charred mountains.
Ancestor Mingji had no more words to say, but his meaning was clear: Master Chang Shou had already ascended and gone, and he himself was dead both physically and mentally. This piece of Wuhen Mountain had no meaning anymore. A handful of burning immortal flames would burn it to death.
Keep it clean.
The Crow Guard fell to the ground and howled loudly.
Although he had no friendship with Patriarch Mingji, and although Wujin Mountain had nothing to do with him, Su Jing still felt blocked in his heart.
Uncle Master Lu Yajiu, whose swordsmanship amazes the immortals and has vast supernatural powers. He leaves the mountain with a wave of his sleeve and thousands of disciples are willing to die for him, but in the end they are trapped in a small green lantern;
The Great Fire Crow Demon Mingji has been cultivating in the mountains for countless years, and has benefited endlessly from the guidance of the Flying Immortal Master. His desire to seek immortality is so strong and determined, otherwise how could he not know that he is dead, but in the end he still failed
The road to taste the immortal fruit and practice is too long. How many people can finally reach the door of the immortal light?
At this moment, there are countless companions walking with Su Jing. Today, a thousand years later, how many people are left with him? Or maybe even he himself is no longer on the road.
Su Jing couldn't help but sigh.
Suddenly, a ray of crystal light shot out from the burning embersless mountain and fell directly into Su Jing's hand. Su Jing lowered his head and saw that it was a small glass cover, which looked a bit like the lid of a tea cup——
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