Chapter 1413: Mo Guishu Tingxue Chen Jian, Saying that the Secret of Heaven Is Higher than the Law

Chapter 1417 Mo Guishu Tingxue Chen Jian, saying that the secrets of heaven and people are higher than the law

"Ghost cave."

Xi's move was very simple.

He just turned his palms together and folded them in front of his chest.

Just like a spirit refiner unfolding a realm, his aura was integrated into the world here.

When the dark green sword in his eyes shone a faint light, his whole body was almost translucent and ghost-like.

In the area of ​​several miles, a few dead spirits were summoned.

They were floating spirits without consciousness, broken animal souls, and the resentment or resentment left after the withering of plants and trees...

In the night, the snow-capped mountains became extremely gloomy.

The world of the living seemed to lead to the underworld. Mortals who came here might be scared to death.

The dense "spirits" were integrated into the ghost sword, becoming an external extension of Xi's arm.

It was an ear, but also an eye.

"Trace back."

Xi shouted softly.

In the ghost den, the "spirits" transformed and gathered, turning into pictures.

Soon, the pictures recalled the scenes witnessed by the dead spirits here, from day to night.

Xi watched quietly.

Dao Qiongcang waited silently.

There was no human figure in the picture all day, only the lonely snow kept falling.

The only most active moment was when a cat-like beast came here to look for food and left after it was gone.

"No one has been here..."

Xi's heart sank after seeing everything.

He was extremely confident in the ghost sword technique, and the first thought that came to his mind was "Master Dao, could it be that the judgment was wrong?"

"Is this one of the eighteen sword flows of the ghost sword technique, the soul control trick?" Dao Qiongcang's focus did not seem to be on the result of the retrospection.

"Yes." Xi opened his mouth and got back to the point, "Reporting to the master Dao, I didn't find anyone."

"Ghost den, is it a domain-type sword skill similar to the realm of the soul refiner, unique to the ghost sword cultivator?" Dao Qiongcang asked again.

Xi subconsciously said "uh", remembering that it looked a bit like a goose, and hurriedly replied: "Yes."

"When you are a half-saint, this is similar to the holy land of the spirit refiner?"

"Yes."

"A very clever idea, a bit like the Qinghe Sword Realm, but less offensive, is it a reconnaissance sword skill?"

"Yes and no." Xi shook his head seriously, and shut up before explaining.

Because the Taoist Hall Master became a problem baby, he didn't give him a chance to speak, "Even if it is offensive, it can't compare with the Qinghe Sword Realm, right? After all, Mo swordsmanship is known to be the most offensive."

"It depends on who you compare with." Xi does not allow himself to be unconfident in ancient swordsmanship.

"Compare with Gou Wuyue?"

"..."

Xi was silent directly, and muttered for a long time: "Sword Saint Wuyue..."

"Sword Immortal."

"Sword Immortal?" Xi was stunned, "Senior Wuyue, haven't you been canonized yet?"

Some time ago, the news that the swordsman Gou Wuyue was canonized was flying all over the sky, and it was spread everywhere up and down the Holy Mountain.

Although he was the leader of the Yibu, Xi did not get the exact news.

Although he had heard it so many times, he thought it was true.

But unlike outsiders, Xi also knew that with the change of the position of the White-robed Dao Master, the information of the previous one was completely blocked.

What outsiders said was not accurate.

The Dao Palace Master, however, definitely knew the first-hand information, because it was he who blocked the information!

Dao Qiongcang asked back: "What do you understand by 'saint'? Is it a realm or a unit of measurement of combat power?"

Xi felt that it was both, and was in a dilemma.

Dao Qiongcang said:

"If it is a realm, then Shen Yi is just Taixu, because his highest realm of refining spirits is only to master the virtual image."

"Then according to common sense, if any half-saint goes, Shen Yi will be beaten to the ground, is that right?"

After listening to Xi, he had the answer in his heart.

Saint is not a realm, but a unit of measurement of combat power.

Dao Qiongcang said again:

"If 'saint' is a unit of measurement for combat power, then what is the meaning of the semi-saint status?"

"All the spiritual refiners who have reached the peak of the Taixu realm can fight across levels as long as they continue to practice, regardless of whether they have the semi-saint status or not."

"Isn't the semi-saint status meaningless?"

Xi was stunned.

He felt like a fence-sitter and leaned to the other side.

"Please ask the Taoist master to solve my doubts." He clasped his fists and said solemnly.

Dao Qiongcang spoke with the secret of heaven, and said mysteriously: "There is no common sense in the world, it varies from person to person, and it is difficult to understand the common sense of abnormal people."

Xi seemed to be thinking about something.

His thoughts quickly spread out, and he thought of something, and said in surprise: "The Moonless Sword Immortal is a god-like person. He has not been canonized, but has made a breakthrough and reached the combat power of a semi-saint?"

"Similar..." Dao Qiongcang laughed at the sound, "Young man, your words are very interesting."

Xi said "uh" again.

Dao Qiongcang said solemnly:

"Ten seats, seven sword immortals."

"Among the last generation of geniuses, Gou Wuyue is the only one who won a seat on both lists by himself."

"I am not as good as him, the gods are not as good as him, the eight masters are not as good as him, why should he be like a human?"

Xi was shocked when he heard the voice.

Thinking carefully, it seems to be true?

But the point of shock was not this, but he did not expect that the Taoist master's evaluation of Wuyue Sword Immortal was so high.

If so, why did the Holy Spirit Hall treat him like this...

Xi did not dare to think further, and said with a little apology: "It is the junior who used the wrong words and was too rash."

He changed the subject again, and knew how to spy on the information:

"But people like Taoist master, the eighth sword immortal, and God Yi all practice new ways."

"Wuyue Sword Immortal's Tao, if it is just Mo Jianju, cannot bring forth the old and bring forth the new, my subordinates believe that he will not receive such an evaluation from the Taoist Palace Master."

Dao Qiongcang smiled: "Your teacher will be very happy if you use your little cleverness in ghost swordsmanship."

Xi shrank his head.

What he said was truly disrespectful.

Disrespectful to the previous ruler in white.

He is also very disrespectful to the seniors of ancient swordsmanship.

But tonight, it seems that the Dao Palace Master is willing to hear himself say and ask this?

Dao Qiongcang turned around and nodded:

"But what you said is indeed true. Gou Wuyue is looking for a new path."

"If not, he doesn't need to join the Holy Temple. Maybe he could be canonized early."

"If it weren't for this, when he was in the Eighth Palace, he wouldn't have even tried to persuade him to turn back, but he would have gone back to the mountain with Wu Xiu to seek punishment."

"Before the coming of light, Lingyun trees and grasses were buried deep underground..."

Speaking of this, as if he thought of something, Dao Qiongcang's voice became much lower, as if he was talking to himself:

"If we really look back, won't all the decades of hard work be in vain?"

Xi's eyes became brighter: "So, Senior Wuyue succeeded in the end!?"

Dao Qiongcang raised his eyes, looked at the young man who was fascinated by the new path under the moonlight, and raised the corners of his lips:

"Rucheng."

"ah?"

Xi was dumbfounded.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Dao Qiongcang stopped talking and looked at the moonlight, as if recalling that scene.

At that time, he appeared at the Dead Sea in time with his semi-holy status and was given another chance.

Gou Wuyue, who already had the Saint Sword Ming, but was suppressed by Death Sea or himself to break through, accepted the proposal:

He chose to leave the Dead Sea and continue to serve as the sword of the Holy Mountain, but from the bright side to the dark side.

There is only one Dao Qiongtian left that can use him.

This naturally makes Dao Qiongcang extremely happy.

However, unexpectedly, Gou Wuyue rejected the semi-saint status, rejecting what outsiders saw as his only purpose of joining the Holy Temple and working diligently for decades.

"My heart is as high as the sky!"

Dao Qiongcang could easily see Gou Wuyue's thoughts.

But since then, has life become thinner than paper?

Gou Wuyue, whose arm was broken, seemed to have his life cut off by him.

Dao Qiongcang can no longer calculate his future, not even with fingers.

"Let's talk about ghost swordsmanship."

Dao Qiongcang didn't want to mention his exclusive sword anymore, and looked at Xi with an obvious and cheap admiration in his eyes:

"Your soul-controlling tricks have reached the state of transformation. They are completely natural. They are used with great proficiency and are extremely mysterious."

"A ghost like this, driven by the Sword Master like this, can you think of it being able to defeat the Hungry Ghost Path of the Six Paths of Ancient Martial Arts?"

Xi Ou was flattered to receive such a big compliment, but he had no way to compare, so he could only say: "I don't know."

"What about the Holy Emperor? You should have some measure of the highest realm, right?"

"Holy Emperor..." Xi said with more admiration in his eyes, "At that level, it's not just about soul-controlling tricks."

"Yes, that makes sense." Dao Qiongcang nodded in agreement, "Lord of Fengdu, have you successfully cultivated it?"

"Disaster……"

"Compared with the Six Paths of Ancient Martial Arts, Lord Fengdu, who do you think is stronger or weaker?" Dao Qiongcang was quite concerned about his subordinate's ancient sword cultivation state at this moment.

He laughed a little and answered simply: "It varies from person to person."

"how are you?"

"I can't." The bald man flashed in Xi's mind. At that time, he was helpless.

"How about Hua Chang Deng?" Dao Qiongcang's eyes were like lightning, and he pierced the window paper.

"Old... we can't talk the same thing." Xi pursed his lips and shook his head. He clearly understood the Taoist Palace Master's true thoughts, but he didn't hide it. He added, "There is a gap between heaven and earth!"

"Oh? What is heaven and what is earth?"

Xi gave the most certain answer and solemnly said:

"The Lord of Fengdu, the Lord of the underworld, is for control."

"The six paths of ancient martial arts are borrowed from heaven, from the human world, from hell, from Shura, hungry ghosts, and animals... They are mixed but not refined, and cannot be transcended."

His words reached this point and did not go any further.

Because there is no need to say it anymore.

Dao Qiongcang nodded slightly and pondered for a moment, but did not jump to any conclusion. He just said:

"The Six Paths are not the end of ancient martial arts. What you see is not one ten thousandth of what Shenyi is."

Under the snowy night, there are thousands of ghosts and ghosts, and their ridiculing eyes are like torches, showing no fear:

"Ghost swordsmanship, all-encompassing."

"I'm not qualified to comment yet, but if the Taoist Palace Master really wants to ask..."

"I can only say that my teacher has also only revealed the tip of the iceberg!"

Dao Qiongcang smiled with satisfaction.

I vomited a lot and I was relieved.

In the end, he did not close it in the horizon, but in front of his eyes:

"This palace is looking forward to the day when you evaluate the ghost swordsmanship, the various ways of heaven and earth, and all the laws and phenomena."

"At that time, you and I will be on equal terms, because there is no way to advance."

Xi, shook his head slightly.

The Taoist Palace Master at the previous moment had a strange and aggressive attitude.

At this moment, the Dao Palace Master encouraged the younger generation to look forward to this.

Xi really couldn't understand, which one is the real Taoist Palace Master - the one who encompasses the whole world and can accommodate all things, or the one who is petty and petty?

"I don't dare." Xi bowed his head respectfully.

"Why don't you dare? Be brave, there is no one around here." Dao Qiongcang smiled.

"Well……"

"The Ancient Sword Cuimu Wushen Buddha, if you don't want to kill Hua Changdeng, you will never be able to surpass him." Dao Qiongcang's eyes were burning like flames, "Tell me, you really want to."

Xi became emboldened, straightened his chest, and said loudly: "Yes, I really want to kill him. I have tolerated him for many years!"

"Who to kill? Tell me, you don't even dare to call him by his name!"

"Hua! Chang! Lamp!"

"Okay! So brave! What an incredible amount of courage!"

Dao Qiongcang laughed three times and clapped three times, then restrained all expressions, waved the music beads in his palm in front of the young man, and put them away solemnly:

"Tomorrow, I will tell Hua Changdeng for you."

Click!

Xi was like an ice sculpture, frozen on the spot.

"???"

…

"You said I was wrong?"

"Dao Qiong... Palace Master, you must be wrong! That evil cultivator from the Southern Region has never appeared here today!"

"you sure?"

"Hahaha, my subordinates have checked thirteen times and found no such person. I am absolutely sure!"

"Oh? What if you are wrong?"

"Wrong? Hahaha, what is right and what is wrong? I dare to use my head as a guarantee... Dao Palace Master, you have a plan, but today I am at your wits end! If I lose, I will give you this great head, What’s the harm?”

"Don't worry, even if you say something rude, I won't have the heart to kill you. You will have your teacher to deal with it."

"Hahaha! Hahaha... Wuwu, hahahaha..."

He laughed with tears and laughed wildly under the snowy night.

At this moment, how could he have the same humility as he did when he was at Guizhe Holy Mountain and in front of Shenghuan Hall?

It's like being snatched away!

Xi, is no longer that Xi.

From now on, he will not trust anyone in the world!

"It would be great to be like this earlier. What are you pretending to be..."

Dao Qiongcang was very satisfied with this, and said that it was impossible to crush the music beads or give them to Xi.

He has been dealing with Gu Jianxiu for so many years, how could he not know that this crowd looks like a dog?

Behind the scenes, one is more showy than the other?

Forcibly releasing these sullen emotions, making people crazy and crazy, this is the little fun of Dao Qiongtian.

"Guixiao go back and watch it again." Dao Qiongcang simply ordered.

"Look at it three more times, and you still can't figure it out. Do you really think that I'm a piece of shit because I'm just a fool?" Xi sneered and looked away, "My suggestion is, it's better not to look at it!"

The great happiness in the sky is just short of a pat on the thigh.

In the past, how could Xi dare to look at himself like this?

What an ancient sword cultivator! Really interesting!

"Now, you look a bit like the leader of the alien tribe... No, you are crazier than the alien, and crazier than your teacher."

"Crazy? I'm just discussing the matter. Don't think that because you are the master of the Dao Palace, you can ignore the efforts of your subordinates and play tricks on others at will."

"Don't worry, I said I won't kill you, so I won't kill you. Let's backtrack."

"hehe."

After all, Xi was just a subordinate, so he could only use the power of ghostly backtracking again, and then stared coldly at Dao Qiongcang with his arms crossed.

He just wanted to see how this mysterious master of the temple was different from himself, and how he could find some flaws in this unmistakable picture!

in the screen.

Snow is spreading all over the ground.

The branches of the evergreen trees on the forest mountain were full, and the leaves were rolled into a ball and knocked to the ground.

The wind is rustling.

When that beast that looks like a tiger or a leopard steps into the picture...

"stop."

Dao Qiongcang stretched out his hand and shouted stop.

Xi was startled, and the rewind screen stopped in time, and his eyes fell on the beast.

He had observed the beast several times, but found nothing. Could it be that he had overlooked something?

"Did you see it?" Dao Qiongcang pointed to the distance in the picture.

"What?"

"Leaves."

Leaves……?

Xi was stunned and looked at the daytime scene in the picture.

In the mountain forest, there are densely packed leaves. Which leaf is the Dao Palace Master referring to?

etc!

Xi's scalp suddenly became numb.

Could it be that he has watched the scene thirteen times, and the Dao Palace Master has also watched it thirteen times, but every time he watched it, he was so detailed that he did not miss every leaf?

"here."

The sky uses starlight to focus on a certain leaf that is inconspicuous in the scene.

Xi followed him with his eyes.

The snow hugged the branches, knocking off the branches and scattering the fallen leaves.

This leaf has neither disappeared, nor accelerated its flow, nor has there been any fluctuation of spiritual energy...

It just fell naturally, so why is it abnormal?

"laugh."

Xi sneered, feeling bad for no reason.

Dao Qiongcang continued: "If the snow hits the branches normally and the leaves fall, the fracture will look like this."

He used celestial techniques to imitate the details of broken leaves - after the fracture was enlarged, it looked very rough!

"After this leaf fell, this is what happened."

Dao Qiongcang then zoomed in on the scene at the break in Guixiao's retrospection - it was still rough!

"puff."

Xi Deng laughed immediately, with a mocking look on his lips, "Master of the Dao Palace, is there any difference?"

"There is no difference." Dao Qiongcang shook his head.

"Hahaha..." Xi felt like he was going crazy, wondering what Qiongcang was talking about. Is he kidding himself? Is he addicted to it?

"But what do you think of this place?"

Dao Qiongcang suddenly stepped forward and walked to the break of fallen leaves that corresponded to the real location in Guixi's retrospective scene.

This is very hard to find.

To find the anomaly of a "naturally fallen" leaf among the almost identical leaves, it is also necessary to correspond to the actual position...

Xi thinks he doesn't have the energy.

He stepped forward, looked up, and then his heart sank.

The broken leaves and branches that the Taoist Palace Master picked for him to take a closer look at were actually - extremely smooth!

It was as if it had been cut off by a sword, and it didn't have the rough appearance of Guixiao's retrospection.

That is to say:

The ghost swordsmanship deceived myself!

"Impossible, this is impossible..."

Xi was shocked.

He was shocked that the ghost swordsmanship was deceived.

He was shocked that the evil cultivator from the Southern Territory had come here.

He was even more shocked that the Dao Palace Master was able to find the "abnormality" in the retrospective picture without abnormality among thousands of leaves of the same shape, and matched it with reality to find the real "anomaly"!

"how did you do it?"

Xi was stunned.

He was convinced at the moment.

Is this the unpredictable sky?

Dao Qiongcang didn't answer, and the starlight on his fingertips pointed at other leaves in the retrospective picture, a total of thirty-seven leaves.

They correspond to thirty-seven points in the real world one by one, indicating that they should be looked at.

Xi didn't believe in the evil and went to check it out like crazy.

Without exception, those thirty-seven leaves are normal and rough at the break of the retrospective screen, but in reality they are abnormal and smooth!

"There is no such thing as unpredictable..."

Dao Qiongcang seemed to know what Xi was thinking at this moment, and said calmly: "What this palace did was just to find out what the plan was, and then used it even if you had nothing to do and didn't want to use it, but it may be the only useful method, but it is also the most thankless method. "

"You..." Xi couldn't believe it, "Did you really identify them one by one?"

Dao Qiongcang turned his eyes and twirled his fingers:

"Thirteen screen rewinds, thirteen opportunities to win, and a total of thirty-eight loopholes left by the enemy for you..."

"You ignored it all."

After a pause, Dao Qiongcang said calmly:

"What I want to say is..."

"Today my head can be sent to you temporarily, but whether you want your life tomorrow depends on whether you still want to fight for it or not."

"Opportunities are fleeting."

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