Chapter 290 That Should Be My Xiao Meng’s Painting Style!

‘The sword comes out without me? No, it seems there is still some flavor of Zandao Meet Me. ’

‘It turned out to be a disciple of Xijian Pavilion! When did such an outstanding disciple appear in Xijian Pavilion? ’

With these thoughts in mind, Song Bingde breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he seemed to have thought of something. He understood why the swordsman knew so much about this place and the orphans of the Eternal Clan.

However, it was just Xijian Pavilion. Even if Su Wuming came, it would be nothing more than random items, not worth mentioning.

If you don’t become a Dharmakaya, you will eventually become an ant!

Thinking about it, the figure of the guy who ruined his good deeds reappeared in his mind, and he trembled slightly.

He secretly told himself that this person was special and could not be remembered by common sense.

Thinking about it, Song Bingde, like everyone else, returned to a trance state.

The appearance of the sword light seems to be very long, but in fact it only happens in an instant.

The sword light dissipated instantly, but it took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses.

And the sword light that was as bright as an immortal dancing with a sword was still echoing in everyone's minds, and a thought suddenly came into their hearts.

‘What a beautiful sword light! ’

Before anyone could react, there was a soft pop, attracting everyone's attention.

Looking up, he saw Venerable Blood Infant looking into the distance with a horrified expression.

The next moment, he was directly divided into two parts from the center of his eyebrows to his lower yin.

Moreover, there was no trace of spirituality emerging from his body. His body, true energy, and soul were all destroyed by the powerful sword intention and legal principles contained in the sword light, and he could no longer die.

Just one sword!

A master who was comparable to the sixth level of heaven was killed so easily, without the slightest ability to fight back or even react.

Everyone looked blankly at the indifferent swordsman dressed in white and whose body was spotless, as if they were seeing the next Su Wuming.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded: "Go away yet!"

The parting mother-in-law and the Bone Demon Lord, who looked horrified next to them, were awakened by these words.

The two of them glanced at the swordsman in white who sheathed his sword and had an indifferent expression on his face. They almost understood each other tacitly, and instantly turned into two rays of light and fled towards the distance, for fear that the other party would strike at them.

The power of that sword was obvious to both of them. Even the Blood Infant Venerable, who was about the same strength as them and even had a stronger life-saving power by virtue of the Blood Clothes Sect's skills, was killed by one sword.

If the two of them faced this sword, they would probably be no better than each other.

As for the punishment of the Blood Clothes Cult, he no longer cares about that much. Preserving his life is more important.

The two people's escape also woke up the absent-minded girls Xiaoru and Song Bingde next to them, as well as some hidden scenes around them.

Everyone looked at the white-clothed swordsman who killed the top master with one sword, but didn't show much expression, as if he just killed a chicken casually, and they were silent for a moment.

The sword light just now was still echoing in everyone's minds, and there was only one thought in their minds, this might be the next Divine Sword from Heaven.

Meng Qi looked at the figure of the swordsman on the field who was dressed in white as snow, wearing a single sword, and had a cold temperament. He felt the awed eyes around him and his envious saliva was about to flow down.

This should be the style of painting that Xiao Meng has!

He secretly made up his mind to dress up like this and travel around the world after leaving Shaolin. It was so in line with his temperament.

On the field, Jiang Yao returned his sword to its sheath and slowly walked back to Meng Qi and the others.

The aura on his body was steady, as if it was not a waste of effort to kill a top master, but he still had an indifferent look on his face.

However, the indifference at this time, in the eyes of the young girl Xiaoru and her master, is the unique master style of a swordsman.

As for the two people who escaped, Jiang Yao didn't care. His goal this time was still the Haotian Mirror and the true body of the Rakshasa hanging from the Blood Sea. The rest were just trivial matters.

As for the sword technique Jiang Yao just used, it is naturally not the true 'sword comes out without self' or 'cuts the way to see me'.

These two swordsmanships are the swordsmanship of the Xijian Pavilion, so of course he doesn't know them.

However, when Jiang Yao and Jiang Xiaowei traveled together, they often competed and competed. They often saw her using this move, and they also roughly understood the true meaning and concept of this move.

In addition, Jiang Yao had also seen Zhenwu Evil Nian use the complete Seven Heaven-Jieting Swords to cut off the path, and he had a lot of insights in his heart.

With his current state, coupled with the mysterious changes in the imitation of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills", he cannot restore it, but he can still imitate it to a 70-80% degree.

Unless it is seen by the disciples in Xijian Pavilion who have practiced the 'Sword comes out without self', to outsiders, this sword is a pure 'Sword comes out without self'.

I believe that the Blood Sea Rakshasa shouldn't be afraid of anything when facing a disciple of Xijian Pavilion.

Arriving next to Meng Qi and the others, Jiang Yao looked at the girl Xiao Ru and said calmly: "The matter has been resolved. It's time for you to fulfill your promise and tell me the biggest secret of the Eternal Clan."

The girl Xiao Ru glanced at Jiang Yao secretly, but she didn't expect that this swordsman was so powerful.

I originally thought he was an indifferent weirdo, but now I feel that this is the true style of a swordsman.

She glanced at Song Bingde and said in a much more mature tone than before: "Actually, the Eternal Clan cannot truly live forever."

"Um."

Jiang Yao nodded lightly, his expression did not change at all, and he didn't feel anything strange.

If you can easily achieve immortality even if you don't have the Dharma Body, then those powerful people who hide in chaos or fall into sleep to avoid the erosion of time are all useless.

Meng Qi and Jiang Yao had the same idea, and there was no strange look on their faces.

Song Bingde, on the other hand, was full of surprise: "Are they all bluffing?"

The girl Xiao Ru glanced at Song Bingde again: "It's not a bluff. At least it can last a long, long time longer than normal outdoor scenes."

She considered her words and continued: "Every time you are reincarnated, your identification with your previous self will decrease by one point."

As she spoke, a trace of trance appeared on her face: "After a certain number of times, when you look at the first person again, he will look like a stranger. Except for having his memory, there is no feeling that I am me and he is me."

"It's more like inheriting a legacy, including memories. This situation keeps happening over and over again."

'this'

Meng Qi frowned, with a hint of thinking in his eyes.

This sounds like a process in which the three souls of heaven, earth and man are constantly replaced, and the soul gradually becomes brand new. Is this the secret method of the Eternal Clan?

Jiang Yao felt a sense of clarity in his heart. The secret method of the Immortal Clan was not actually the secret method of immortality, but the secret method of sensing others and me.

And the so-called eternal life is just to integrate another self into one's own soul and extend one's lifespan.

Because you have not yet reached the perfection of being a god, and you have not yet clearly understood who you are, and you directly absorb others, it is normal for your own cognition and memory to be confused.

Even the new one is not a pure self, and as the number of times increases, the self-awareness will be weakened and weakened, and eventually the self will be completely lost.

Sure enough, what the girl Xiaoru said next was very similar to this speculation.

After their clan went through it four or five times, they completely disidentified from the previous ‘me’.

After saying that, the girl Xiao Ru sighed sadly: "And the more reincarnations you have, the lower the upper limit of your strength will be."

"In my previous life, I was at the level of a grandmaster, and I was considered to be at the upper echelon of the clan. Now, my initial promotion is indeed very fast, but I can reach the sixth level at most, and there is no way I can cross the second level of the ladder."

"Hasn't there been a Dharmakaya from the Eternal Clan for tens of thousands of years?"

Meng Qi asked casually, looking at Jiang Yao at the same time. As expected, it was similar to what the other party said. The price of this kind of immortality was extremely high.

The girl Xiaoru said half melancholy and half self-deprecating: "No, maybe if you choose to be reincarnated and live forever, you will end the path to martial arts and become an immortal."

"Alas, based on this, we have been living in low-key seclusion, collected many treasures and techniques, set up a large formation, and studied various secret techniques. In the end, we fell into the path of the Blood Sea Rakshasa and were exterminated by him."

As she spoke, she sighed: "If you are not a Dharmakaya, you are just an ant!"

There was a slight sense of inconsistency in her young face when she said such words, but her mature temperament resolved the similar feeling.

After finishing speaking, the girl Xiaoru lowered her eyes, as if feeling sentimental.

Suddenly, Jiang Yao and Meng Qi heard her voice:

"This is not the biggest secret of the Eternal Clan, but it is just to fool the master so that he will not doubt it."

Secret sound transmission!

"Is there something wrong with your master?"

Meng Qi was thinking about the secret of the Eternal Clan when he suddenly came to his senses.

He took a peek and found that Song Bingde was listening to the secrets of the Eternal Clan with great interest. There was nothing special about it.

The girl Xiao Ru was about to say something, but suddenly her expression was stunned.

Jiang Yao pointed his finger at Song Bingde, causing him to fall asleep instantly.

Looking at Meng Qi's dull eyes, Jiang Yao said calmly: "Okay!"

Only then did the girl Xiaoru react, with a hint of sigh in her heart. She was indeed a simple, direct and indifferent swordsman. She really had the demeanor of a swordsman.

Meng Qi's mouth twitched slightly next to him. He felt that Brother Jiang was a little too into the drama.

If the two of them hadn't always been familiar with each other, he would have even suspected that the other person was really an indifferent swordsman who couldn't bear to talk.

The girl Xiao Ru said with confidence: "After discovering that reincarnation cannot live forever, and the number of reincarnations has gradually become less and less, the tribe has spent thousands of years exploring the Valley of Immortality, and finally relied on secret methods to find a magical place that seems to be somewhere between heaven and earth. The magical place between heaven and earth.”

"The destruction of the Immortal Valley and Changsnake Mountain will not have any impact on it. The specialness of the Immortal Valley is just a result of its slight dissipation of aura, contamination and change."

"Sure enough, there is a secret in the Valley of Eternal Life!"

Meng Qi was shocked. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Yao said directly: "Take us there."

"yes."

The girl Xiaoru nodded.

After saying that, the three of them headed towards a direction within the Valley of Eternal Life and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a slightly wretched Song Bingde sleeping.

Until the three people disappeared, a moment later, Song Bingde suddenly opened his eyes, and a sea of ​​blood flowed deep in his eyes.