Chapter 788: The Sutra of Saving People

"We have immortal weapons in our Ancient Sword Sect too."

Kunwu stretched out his hand with a gloomy face and took out a dark wooden sword from his back. The moment he grasped the wooden sword, a breath similar to the previous Pure Yang Immortal Bell emerged from the wooden sword. At the moment this breath appeared, Yang Wusheng's face changed slightly.

The Pure Yang Immortal Bell that was originally retracted in his hand emerged again. This time, the shadow of the Pure Yang Immortal Bell appeared above his head, forming a bell-shaped protective circle.

"It seems that we think of the same thing. Did you kill Xilou and Yang Kun?"

Yang Wusheng looked at Kunwu opposite him, his eyes gradually cold.

The last time Chunyang Sect Master and Xilou died, he felt something was wrong. Now it seems that it was indeed the old guy Kunwu who did it. Only an old monster like him who borrowed the power of immortal weapons could kill Chunyang Sect Master and Xilou, who had talisman paper to save their lives, so quickly.

"I don't know what it means!"

Kunwu thought of the theft of the Ancient Sword Sect's Fire Pattern Black Crystal Mine.

At that time, their Ancient Sword Sect lost a Hedao cultivator! Although he was a half-hearted Hedao who defected from Huangquan, he was also in the Hedao realm. For an existence of this level, he really couldn't think of any way to kill him except for the immortal weapon.

The kind of killing that even the soul couldn't escape.

The only explanation is that the old guy Yang Wusheng used a shady trick! The Snow Mountain Ancestor who has been missing is very likely this person in disguise. Hiding his cultivation and suddenly attacking, this makes sense.

Both of them put the blame on each other.

Coupled with the conflict of interests in the sect, the contradiction that had already accumulated to the peak suddenly broke out.

Yang Wusheng grabbed the corner of the bronze bell and took the lead.

He saw him grabbing the corner of the bronze bell and smashing it hard at Kunwu. The surrounding spiritual energy was driven by the bronze bell like a tsunami and swept towards Kunwu. Only a "dong" sound was heard, and the bronze bell and the wooden sword collided with each other.

The two forces exploded.

The earth cracked, and a huge canyon with no visible edge appeared.

All the falling rocks were ignited, turning into meteor showers, falling into the abyss under the cracks. With a "click", a slight sound came from the bottom, and the spiritual realm where the gourd mouth was located could not withstand this force and began to separate left and right.

This exaggerated scene was like an ancient myth.

Some low-level cultivators who did not have time to escape were all burned into gas. Some mortals living in this area only felt that the sky was a big fire, and then the whole country was lost.

Someone recorded this scene before he died.

'The sky is raining fire, a disaster that will destroy the world! '

They didn't know where this rain of fire came from, they only knew that with the appearance of the rain of fire, they encountered the end of the world.

"Is this the immortal weapon?!"

Mu Jianyu's eyes were full of shock.

She finally knew why the world of immortal cultivation would be like that eight thousand years later. The power of the immortal weapon was enough to change the world. If the battle between Chunyang Xianmen and Gujianzong expanded, the land under their feet would be destroyed by them. If the other seven major sects were involved, the entire world of immortal cultivation would be smashed to pieces.

"It's not a complete immortal weapon yet."

Chen Luo looked at the two people fighting in the distance, and a lot of information emerged in his mind.

'Immortal weapon projection, power is incomplete. '

'Real immortal weapon. '

'Pure Yang Immortal Bell, Yi Mu Immortal Sword, refined with Nine Heavens Fire for 36,000 years before it became an artifact. '

The three elder brothers gave feedback at the same time.

The information about the third elder brother's hatred was the most vague, and he could only judge that the two people used the projection of immortal weapons, and their power was incomplete. The second elder brother, the corpse immortal Zhao Qi, knew relatively more, and could judge that the power they controlled came from the real immortal weapon. Brother Changqing was as powerful as ever. He not only saw the origins of the two immortal weapons, but also told them how to sacrifice and refine them.

But this method was too far away from Chen Luo. The Nine Heavens Fire alone was enough to extinguish his idea of ​​refining immortal weapons.

This is not complete?

Mu Jianyu looked at Chen Luo, his eyes full of shock.

She didn't doubt Chen Luo's words, she just wanted to know where these 'immortal weapons' came from. Could it be that the world was born at the beginning of the world?

Or did they fall from the immortal world?

It's ridiculous that later generations actually confused the upper nine sects that control such power with ordinary Taoist sects. How ignorant. How could such a sect be the same as ordinary Taoist sects. Even if there is a so-called 'Tao' in later generations, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of immortal weapons. The level difference is too big, unless it is the 'Tao' left by the immortals.

Squeak

The sound of the treasure-hunting rat came from the front.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw the treasure-hunting rat squatting in front of a crack, with its forelimbs constantly digging at the stone. There was no crack in this place originally. The aftermath of the fight between Kunwu and Yang Wusheng destroyed the landform of this area, and the cracks divided the earth into dozens of pieces. The cracks appeared at that time.

"Found it?"

Chen Luo's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about the two people fighting in the distance. He quickly walked to the edge of the crack and helped the treasure-hunting rat dig the crack open.

A dark cave appeared in front of him.

The treasure-hunting rat flashed and subconsciously wanted to sneak in, but before it could move, Chen Luo grabbed its tail and lifted it up. This rat was very good at finding treasures, and even better at eating treasures. Chen Luo was afraid that it would break its bones if it went down, so he caught it back in advance.

"I'll go down and take a look first, you keep watch outside."

"It's already this time, and you still want to dig graves?"

Mu Jianyu was very confused. The fight at the mouth of the gourd was very loud, and it was not far from them. Judging from the aftermath of the collision of the immortal weapons, it was unknown when it would roll over. At that time, both of them would be burned to ashes. Even Chen Luo, who was in the Hedao realm, could not withstand the power of the immortal weapon.

It was irrational to risk digging graves at this time.

"This is a predecessor from 27,000 years ago. If we don't dig now, we won't be able to dig later!"

Chen Luo threw down a sentence and flew down quickly in the direction indicated by the treasure-hunting rat.

Leaving Mu Jianyu alone in the wind.

She always felt that she could not keep up with Chen Luo's thoughts.

'Maybe this is why I can't practice as fast as him. '

The cave was cold and damp.

After passing through the cave, Chen Luo saw a huge cave below. This cave was dug by humans, and the surrounding stone walls were engraved with array patterns. The aftermath of the fight between Yang Wusheng and Kunwu destroyed the landform, cut off the earth vein energy needed for the array pattern, and made it lose its original function. The treasure-hunting rat found this cave because it smelled this scent.

Swoosh.

A ball of spiritual fire appeared in Chen Luo's palm.

The orange-red flame illuminated the entire area. Chen Luo looked around and saw a smooth stone slab on the wall in front of him. The stone slab was densely written with words, which looked like some kind of secret method. There were several clay pots on the stone platform below. When the treasure-hunting rat saw the clay pots, it struggled most violently.

Where is the body?

Chen Luo, unwilling to give up, searched again. After confirming that there was no body, he walked towards the clay pots.

Whoosh!

The treasure-hunting rat, who broke free from Chen Luo's control, hugged the clay pot in front of him and refused to let go. Chen Luo picked up the clay pot and the treasure-hunting rat together and opened the lid. A strong smell of burning came out of the clay pot.

Waste pill?

Chen Luo used his spiritual sense to sense it. After confirming that it was not poisonous, he stretched out his index finger and dug out a large ball of black mud from it.

The black mud was very sticky, and no one knew what it was made of. It looked like asphalt, but it was a little different.

Squeak

The treasure-hunting mouse suddenly cried out excitedly, and its two front paws danced, as if to express something. Chen Luo looked at it for a long time but couldn't understand it, so he picked it up by its tail and threw it back into the cave gourd.

Throwing the black mud back into the earthenware jar, Chen Luo checked the other jars again.

These earthenware jars were all filled with sticky black mud.

At first, Chen Luo didn't take it seriously, but soon he realized something was wrong.

He picked up the nearest earthenware jar and stirred it in the black mud twice. Suddenly, his index finger touched a grayish-white hard object, and he reached out to take it out.

A thumb-sized bone.

I don't know how many years it has been hidden in the black mud. After leaving the black mud, the green light on the surface quickly dimmed, and it weathered into ash in a moment.

"This thing can't be an urn!"

Chen Luo was dumbfounded.

Good news, the predecessor who lived for 27,000 years was found.

Bad news, the predecessor was a jar holder.

Unwilling to give up, Chen Luo searched among other earthen jars again. After confirming the composition of this thing, he was completely disappointed. He didn't know whether the information obtained by the clone was correct. If the Autumn Water Sword Master really sat here and died, then there was no need to look for the brains in the future. Change the target as soon as possible.

"The Sutra of Saving People?"

After confirming that there was no brain, Chen Luo turned his attention to the words on the wall.

These words were not from the era of Corpse Immortal Dao, nor were they from this era. In Chen Luo's memory, he had never come into contact with such words. None of the more than a thousand brains in the external brain recognized them.

Fortunately, there was Brother Changqing to back him up.

After Brother Changqing's "guessing" based on his feelings, Chen Luo roughly understood the effect of this technique.

This is a secret method of the soul.

Cultivating to the extreme can save people and achieve enlightenment. The more people you save, the greater the hope of achieving enlightenment, and the higher the success rate of facing the great heavenly tribulation in the future. In short, this is a secret method to increase the success rate of the great heavenly tribulation in the tribulation realm.

"Why does it look a bit like the inner demon tribulation?"

Chen Luo studied it carefully for a moment and found an inexplicable sense of familiarity in it.

He thought of the inner demon tribulation he had experienced before.

Boom!

The ground shook, and a large amount of dust and gravel fell down.

The aftermath of the fight was transmitted here again, and the breath was much stronger than before. Yang Wusheng and Kunwu were moving in this direction. The two of them had already fought with true fire, and the entire spiritual domain was almost destroyed by them. There were large cracks in the area at the edge.

This spiritual domain belonging to the Ancient Sword Sect was like a piece of cloth cut from a cloth, and it had a tendency to fall down.