Chapter 895: Slaying the God

He is walking on the path of divine consciousness and enlightenment, and he is a monk who has transformed his spiritual thoughts into the Dao.

You must be strict with yourself.

To become stronger.

The evil fetus should be used as the touchstone.

The evil god must be the ultimate opponent.

Killing the evil fetus is considered a small success, killing the evil god is considered a great success.

Those who fail to meet this standard are not considered qualified.

Mo Hua nodded.

Now it seems that the "Sword Transformation Style" iterated by using thousands of sword formations to transform into swords of divine thoughts is stronger, but the original power involved is relatively weak.

It is extremely lethal to ordinary evil spirits.

But facing the existence of evil gods, even if you can defeat them, you may not be able to kill them.

Therefore, we have to learn more and learn further sword moves to increase the power of our spiritual thoughts into swords.

And the most lethal move among the Divine Sword Transformation Techniques is the final Divine Sword Style...

God-killing sword.

"only……"

Mo Hua frowned, took out the kendo bamboo slip given to him by Patriarch Dugu, looked at the ancient sword patterns on it, sensed the sword intention in it, and murmured softly:

"Quenching the gods with the sword, killing one's own soul..."

This is indeed how I practiced.

Use the sword intention in the bamboo slips to temper your spiritual thoughts to kill your soul.

Cut every day, strike once a day, never stop.

But after being beheaded for so long, apart from beheading the evil fetus into a "shrinking turtle" and beheading his own soul with scars, there is no other special understanding.

Mo Hua just had a vague feeling that he was practicing the "God-Slaying Sword".

But he still doesn't quite understand whether this method is correct, whether it is effective, and what the essence of the God-killing Style is...

Mo Hua studied this issue for several days.

But there are no other ideas for the time being.

In the end, Mo Hua had to admit that this unknown and profound swordsmanship method was definitely not something he could figure out behind closed doors.

It’s better to be honest and ask Patriarch Dugu for advice.

In case you don't pay attention, you will learn it wrong again.

The ancestor didn't tell me the specific method of killing the God Sword before. That was because his spiritual thoughts turned into swords and they were not very mature yet.

But it's different now.

My sword-forming style, based on the sword formation, has already undergone transformation.

If I go ask my ancestor for advice again, he should be able to teach me a little more...

…

So, a few days later, Taixu back mountain.

Sword Tomb forbidden area.

Ancestor Dugu looked fine as usual, and Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

Later, Patriarch Dugu regularly explained the art of swordsmanship through ink paintings.

After finishing the lecture on swordsmanship, Mo Hua took advantage of his free time and asked in a low voice:

"Ancestor, God-Slaying Sword...how do you practice it?"

Ancestor Dugu was slightly startled, and then looked at Mo Hua calmly, his eyes revealing his thoughts.

Maybe Mo Hua was just curious when he asked about the God-Slaying Sword before.

But now Mo Hua asked again, how could he not understand that this child had already begun to learn the God-Slaying Sword style.

Ancestor Dugu sighed in his heart.

After living for so long, this is the first time he has seen that there are really people in this world who can learn the true art of transforming spiritual thoughts into swords and improve so quickly, which can almost be said to be a thousand miles a day...

This is the true secret of turning Taixu's spiritual thoughts into swords.

It is the most profound spiritual swordsmanship in Taixu Sect, and it is also a forbidden swordsmanship...

Ancestor Dugu shook his head.

That’s all…

Maybe that's what monsters are like.

He was already trying to get used to it.

Now that things have happened, there is no need to hide this final sword move.

Ancestor Dugu's eyes narrowed slightly and he asked, "Have you read the bamboo slips I gave you?"

"See." Mo Hua nodded.

"What did you see?"

"There are sword patterns on the bamboo slips, and there are sword meanings in the sword patterns."

"Do you know what the sword intention is?"

Mo Hua considered it for a moment and shook his head, "Disciple only knows that this sword intention is very ancient and profound. It doesn't look strong, but it seems to contain... a kind of swordsmanship origin?"

Otherwise, it would be impossible to chop the evil fetus.

Ancestor Dugu frowned slightly.

The origin of swordsmanship can also be seen...

Who did this child study under? How could he have such profound knowledge?

Ancestor Dugu pondered for a moment, nodded slowly, and asked: "Then do you know what kind of swordsmanship origin this is?"

Mo Hua shook his head.

He doesn't know this.

He was originally "sword-blind", although he had learned a lot about swordsmanship from Patriarch Dugu over the past few days.

But it is still far from reaching the level of being able to see through the origin of swordsmanship...

Ancestor Dugu nodded, looked solemn, and slowly said:

"The origin of this swordsmanship has a great origin. It is a trace of the swordsmanship-like Tao Yun that our Taixu Sect intercepted from an ancient 'divine sword' when the three sects were not divided."

"Since then, all the ancestors and forefathers of Taixu Sect have devoted their lifelong knowledge of swordsmanship to this Tao Yun."

"Dozens of generations of monks and thousands of years of hard work have finally hatched this extremely precious 'origin of swordsmanship'."

Ancestor Dugu said solemnly, "And the origin of swordsmanship can be called..."

When Mo Hua heard this, his heart trembled, and a noun came to his mind unexpectedly:

"Sword style?"

Ancestor Dugu raised his eyes and glanced at the ink painting, his eyes trembled slightly, and then he nodded approvingly:

"Yes, it's the sword style. It's the master of swordsmanship in our sect...the source of swordsmanship!"

Mo Hua was shocked in his heart.

Sword style...

These days, he has been enlightening every day, and the thing he uses to kill his own soul is actually extremely precious... sword style?

No wonder, this thing is ancient, obscure, and mysterious, and can even hurt the origin of the evil fetus.

And such a precious sword style, Dugu Patriarch actually passed it on to him.

Of course, it's not a transmission, to be precise, it's a "borrowing", which is temporarily lent to oneself for enlightenment - but it is enough to show that the ancestor values ​​​​himself.

Mo Hua was deeply moved.

At the same time, his mood was a little complicated.

I am a formation master. So far, I have not learned the "formation style". Instead, I have learned the "sword style" first.

It's more or less "anti-Tiangang".

"Then what does this sword style have to do with the 'God-killing Style'?" Mo Hua asked.

Patriarch Dugu asked: "As you follow the path of divine consciousness and enlightenment, you should know about evil spirits and ghosts, but do you know about 'gods'?"

Mo Hua nodded slowly.

He was very familiar with the gods.

All in all, he also has several divine "friends":

An "old friend" is Huangshan Jun, a child is Little Silver Fish, and a "bad friend" is the Great Wild Evil God.

Now the evil fetus of this bad friend is parasitic in his soul.

How did Patriarch Dugu know that Mo Hua had such a wide "network" with the gods.

He just nodded slightly and said:

"It's good that you understand, and you don't need to explain more. There are many kinds of spiritual things in this world, evil spirits and ghosts, and above the evil spirits, there are higher beings, such as the gods of heaven and earth, the fallen evil gods, and the ancient Tao Yun. , and domain..."

Ancestor Dugu paused and did not continue. Instead, he remained silent for a moment and continued:

"Demons, monsters, evil spirits, mess up people's minds, and cannibalize people's consciousness."

"Such evil things are made of thoughts, blood, and spiritual power, and cannot harm them in the slightest."

"Cultivation of mind can turn it into a sword and kill it."

"But above the evil spirits, there are gods of heaven and earth. Gods can also degenerate and cause harm to the world."

"Humans can kill monsters, evil spirits, and ghosts... but can they kill gods?"

Ancestor Dugu looked at the ink painting.

Mo Hua hesitated and said: "Should...be able to kill, right?"

Patriarch Dugu shook his head and said: "Humans are human beings, and gods are gods. The power of human spiritual thoughts cannot kill gods."

Mo Hua was startled.

He thought about it and felt it was wrong.

If the power of human spiritual thoughts cannot kill gods, then how did Huangshan Lord be killed?

If this is true, then wouldn’t the evil gods in this world be invincible?

No matter how much they cause harm to the world, the monks cannot resist.

It’s impossible for the ancestor not to know this...

Mo Hua thought about Patriarch Dugu's words again and said slowly:

"The power of human spiritual thoughts cannot kill gods, so...it is necessary to make people's spiritual thoughts, with the help of certain methods, transcend the limits of 'human', so that...can kill gods?"

Ancestor Dugu raised his eyebrows, took a deep look at Mo Hua, nodded and said:

"good!"

"Humans are human beings, and gods are gods. There is a world of difference in their spiritual thoughts."

"But the nature of a gentleman is not different. He is good at things and false in nature."

"Since people can't kill gods, then they should learn from it, understand it, borrow the way of heaven and earth, and the laws of all things to create a method to reverse their own spiritual thoughts and kill the gods!"

"This is the God-Slaying Style!"

Patriarch Dugu spoke in a sonorous tone.

Mo Hua thought silently.

The gods are blessed by nature and are born according to the Tao.

The monks were born with deficiencies, but through acquired learning, understanding, and borrowing the Tao, they were able to kill gods.

In a sense, this is truly about defeating the strong with the weak, killing gods with humans, and defeating nature with determination...

Mo Hua was shocked.

But how to "enlighten the Tao and kill the gods", Mo Hua is still a little confused.

Comprehend the Taixu sword style and use the original swordsmanship to kill the fallen gods?

How to realize it? How to borrow?

When Patriarch Dugu saw this, he said, "Do you still remember what I told you, the secret to cultivating the Divine Sword?"

Mo Hua nodded, "Quench the spirit with a sword and kill your own soul."

"These eight words are the key." Ancestor Dugu said, "Human spiritual thoughts cannot kill gods, so we must 'borrow', 'borrow' the laws of the great road, and 'borrow' the powerful power of the origin."

"But the origin of swordsmanship is the supreme mystery, and it cannot just be said that it exists."

"The Taixu Sect's 'Sword Style' is based on a section of Dao Yun among the ancient divine swords. It has been cultivated through generations of monks and their kendo experience. It has the power to kill gods." The origin of swordsmanship!”

"With this source, the Taixu Sect's divine sword cultivator can 'borrow' the source sword to kill some gods that cannot be harmed at all with human strength."

"And the form that this origin takes is the Taixu Sword Style."

"The monks of Taixu Sect understand Taixu Sword Style, and use the origin of swordsmanship to temper their souls. This is called 'tempering the gods with swords'..."

Mo Hua nodded suddenly and asked, "What about the self-killing soul?"

Patriarch Dugu asked: "Taixu Jianliu, have you realized anything?"

Mo Hua felt a little ashamed, "No..."

He just sensed a hint of ancient sword intent. If his ancestor hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have realized that this was actually the source of swordsmanship.

And he had been enlightened for a long time, but actually he didn't understand the art of swordsmanship at all.

"It's not your fault..." Patriarch Dugu sighed, "Don't say it's you. When I was your age, I couldn't understand it even when I reached the Golden Core realm."

"It's not just that I can't understand it, it's that I can't understand it at all..."

Ancestor Dugu said with emotion, "This is the ancient sword style of Taixu Sect, the origin of swordsmanship that is close to the Tao..."

"Those who founded and nurtured this origin are at least the ancestors of the Taixu Sect and above the Dongxu realm."

"How can an ordinary disciple learn such a profound swordsmanship?"

"Even if you are a swordsman genius who is young, has not devoted enough time to swordsmanship, has a low level, and has a limited structure, it is impossible to understand the true meaning of swordsmanship."

"If an inheritance cannot be learned by the disciples, and it requires the foundation of Yuhua or Dongxu to understand it, no matter how subtle and powerful it is, it will be lost sooner or later."

"So the seniors of Taixu Sect found another way and thought of a method that is similar to 'cheating'...killing one's own soul!"

Mo Hua was shocked.

Ancestor Dugu continued slowly in an old voice:

"A layman wants to learn from a saint. But the saint has noble virtues and far-reaching vision. The layman has a shallow mind, is obsessed with worldly desires, and has cognitive impairment. No matter how hard he learns, he cannot become a saint. What will he do?"

Ancestor Dugu said, "The only way is to kill me and become a saint!"

"Cut off the small self and achieve the big self."

"Completely forget yourself, cut off your own shallowness and despicability, give up your worldly desires, throw away your prejudices, and directly transform yourself into a 'saint'."

"What the saint thinks, I will think, and what the saint does, I will do. Then naturally, I will become a saint."

"This is to kill the small self and become the big self."

"The same is true for killing one's life soul in the way of swordsmanship..."

"You are a 'layman' of swordsmanship and want to become a 'saint' of swordsmanship."

"But your knowledge is too shallow, you are surrounded by distracting thoughts, your Taoism is not strong, and you have all kinds of wrong paranoia about the way of swordsmanship. If you want to 'become a saint', it will be difficult to reach the sky. Even if you make a mistake, you will completely go astray. There will never be another day to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

"In this case, you can only kill me!"

"Get rid of distracting thoughts, get rid of bigotry, get rid of fallacies, get rid of ignorance, get rid of your own little ways, imitate the 'sage', visualize the 'sword flow', get close to the origin of the sword, and imprint this origin into the soul, In order to achieve the true unity of man and sword, soul and Tao, so that the soul can complete the transformation of the sword."

"Kill the ego and become a saint."

"Cut the last path and become the great path of swordsmanship!"

"Behead me to become a saint, kill my soul to become a Dao!"

The words of Patriarch Dugu lingered in my ears, deafening and enlightening.

The ink painting suddenly came to me, like an enlightenment. My heart was inexplicably shocked and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

He took Patriarch Dugu's words to heart and pondered them carefully.

But before he could think about it, he heard a violent cough.

Mo Hua looked up and saw Patriarch Dugu covering his mouth and nose with his old palms, his brows furrowed and he was coughing heavily.

Mo Hua immediately realized something and said worriedly:

"Ancestor, your old injury..."

Ancestor Dugu waved his hand and gradually calmed down, but his eyes dimmed a lot and he said in a calm voice: "It doesn't matter, this is a common thing..."

He said it was common, but before Mo Hua, he had never seen his ancestor coughing tiredly like he did today.

It's like... an old man who is exhausted both mentally and physically.

Mo Hua felt slightly sour in his heart.

He is obviously the ancestor of Dongxu, with a heavenly cultivation, but he has devoted all his energy to the sect. Although he is alive, he can only be buried alive in the sword tomb like the broken swords on the ground...

Mo Hua felt very uncomfortable.

Ancestor Dugu noticed Mo Hua's mood, his eyes gradually became gentle, and he whispered: "It's okay."

Mo Hua looked a little worried.

Ancestor Dugu paused slightly, and then asked: "Do you understand what I just said?"

Mo Hua then changed his mind and nodded gently. After a while, a doubt inevitably arose in his heart.

Mo Hua frowned and asked: "Old Ancestor, kill me to become a saint, kill my soul to become the Dao, if I want to kill the 'ego', and if I want to kill my own weak swordsmanship, wouldn't all the sword skills I learned before have been in vain?"

Ancestor Dugu shook his head and said: "Without the small self, there would be nothing to kill. Where would the big self come from?"

"Similarly, if you don't learn swordsmanship, you won't even have a rudimentary swordsmanship. Naturally, you won't be able to kill yourself, and you won't be able to go one step further and understand the origin of swordsmanship."

"In other words, without the ego, there would be no greater self. Without one's own meager swordsmanship, one would not be able to understand the sword style."

“Although the ego is shallow and despicable, with demons in the heart, flowing desires, and full of ignorance and prejudice, it is the prerequisite for ‘sanctification’.”

"The way of swordsmanship that I have practiced, even though it is insignificant and shallow, is still the step to achieve the origin of swordsmanship..."

"In fact, all the basic swordsmanship of Taixu Sect is originally intended to allow disciples to cultivate the 'ego', and finally use it to cut off the sword, approach the origin of swordsmanship, and achieve the great road..."

"So that's it..." Mo Hua was shocked and suddenly realized.

If his ancestor hadn't told him this truth, he would have never imagined it on his own.

The purpose of cultivating my swordsmanship is to kill...

The wisdom of our ancestors is truly profound.

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, but his expression changed and he suddenly realized:

wrong!

Is this a "cutting" method to kill one's soul?

That myself...

Mo Hua asked weakly: "Ancestor, when you kill your own soul, don't you just use your sword to 'kill' your own soul?"

"Use the sword to kill your soul?"

Ancestor Dugu was startled, then frowned and said, "Human souls are extremely fragile, how can they withstand being chopped off?"

"How can there be any idiot in the world who would really 'cut off' his own soul?"

Mo Hua: "..."

He was a little reluctant to admit that he was the "idiot".

After all this time, it turned out that he had practiced the wrong way again.

Self-severing the soul, not really "severing" the soul.

I took the words literally and got it wrong...

Mo Hua couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at Mo Hua like this, Patriarch Dugu pondered for a moment, then froze, and said incredulously: "You won't..."

"No!"

Mo Hua denied it flatly, firmly refusing to admit that he was a "idiot".

Patriarch Dugu looked at Mo Hua silently without saying a word.

Mo Hua asked weakly again: "Ancestor, if you really "severed" your soul, what would happen?"

"Really severing your soul..."

Patriarch Dugu took a breath of cold air, frowned, and just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly froze.

On his old face, the facial features instantly turned into nothingness, like white paper with human skin.

The shadows of various faces continued to appear.

But this change was silent and very short, just a moment, and soon returned to normal.

When Mo Hua noticed something was wrong, he looked up, and the old man Dugu still had the same face, and even the expression on his face had not changed at all.

"It's nothing to cut off your own soul..." said the old man Dugu.

Mo Hua was stunned, "Is it okay?"

The old man Dugu nodded, "I told you that you are different from others. There are some things that others cannot learn, but you can learn; there are some roads that others cannot walk, but you can walk; similarly, cutting off your own soul, others cannot cut off, but you can..."

"The only problem is that cutting off your own soul is not so easy, you need to comprehend some special methods."

"Special methods?"

"Yes," the old man Dugu nodded, "You have to comprehend a way."

"Comprehend the way?" Mo Hua was curious, "What way?"

The old man Dugu looked solemn, and slowly said: "'Ruthless' way."

"Ruthless way?"

Mo Hua's brows gradually frowned, and he became more and more confused the more he listened.

Patriarch Dugu looked indifferent, neither sad nor happy, and said:

"The most important thing about the Taixu Sword of God Slaying is the word 'slay'. The reason why it can slay gods is because it contains the power of the origin and integrates the way of 'slaying'."

"The way of slaying, as the name suggests, is to slay emotions and desires."

"Slay all your worldly emotions and reach a state of being emotionless, desireless, selfless, and free of thoughts. Only in this way can you truly slay everything, comprehend the most supreme sword way, and slay gods with the thoughts of mortals."

"This is the so-called Supreme Way of Slaying Emotions..."

Mo Hua was shocked.

The Supreme Way of Cutting Affections...

Before he could think about it, Patriarch Dugu said:

"This is a great 'Dao' law. If you really cultivate it and integrate it into the Dao of Sword, your heart will be empty and you will cut off your self. Then you can achieve unity between man and nature, integrate the law of 'cutting away', use your body as a sword, and your soul as a sword. Your sharpness is unmatched. Nothing can be cut between heaven and earth!"

Patriarch Dugu looked at Mo Hua: "Do you want to learn?"

Mo Hua was excited and nodded slowly.

"Okay!" Patriarch Dugu's eyes lit up and praised, "You have amazing talent, which should not be wasted. I will teach you the Supreme Way of Cutting Affections and teach you how to comprehend this supreme Dao law..."

Patriarch Dugu stretched out his old finger and tapped Mo Hua's forehead.

In an instant, a mysterious feeling, mixed with the changes of the Dao and the sound of Sanskrit from outside the domain, poured into Mo Hua's mind.

It contained all kinds of incredible ways to realize the Dao.

Mo Hua only felt that his mind was clear, and he had a kind of profound understanding that was close to the origin, integrated into the Great Dao.

A mysterious and infinite method was imprinted in his heart.

Mo Hua meditated, and after an unknown period of time, he slowly opened his eyes. There was a moment of nothingness in his eyes, and then he gradually came back to his senses.

"Do you remember everything?" asked the old ancestor Dugu.

Mo Hua nodded, "I remember everything."

The old ancestor Dugu lowered his eyes and placed high hopes on Mo Hua. He said in a deep voice, "Study hard and comprehend well. What I teach you is the supreme Great Dao. Comprehend this Dao, and turn the Dao into a sword. Your swordsmanship will reach the pinnacle and kill all things in the world!"

Mo Hua's expression was lifted, and he bowed to the old ancestor Dugu three times, and said respectfully: "Thank you for the grace of the old ancestor's teaching."

The old ancestor Dugu nodded, and then looked relieved, and sighed: "Except you, I have no one else to teach..."

Mo Hua bowed to the old ancestor Dugu again.

Patriarch Dugu said, "Okay, go back and learn it well."

"Yes." Mo Hua said.

Patriarch Dugu tore open the void and sent Mo Hua back to the disciple residence.

After Mo Hua left, in the forbidden area.

The night was dark, the moonlight was cold, and the sword tomb was lonely.

Patriarch Dugu was still alone, sitting there, motionless, like a clay sculpture or stone statue.

After a while, Patriarch Dugu suddenly came to his senses, looked around, looked at the sky, realized that Mo Hua had been sent away, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"What did I just... teach him?"

"No... those 'things', what did I teach this child..."

Patriarch Dugu's face trembled, and his heart felt cold.