The golden light disappeared without a trace.

Accompanied by an illusory collapse sound, the dead and silent heretic demon realm began to collapse and dissipate, and then returned to the brightly colored real world, where there were no mortals in the distance.

"master."

Lu Jianxian suddenly spoke, "You have never been reincarnated for the past six thousand years since you guarded the world?"

Even immortals and gods have their lifespan limits. If you don’t want to reincarnate and practice again, you have to go into seclusion or sleep. What’s more, no matter how you practice on earth, you will be at most just a land god.

Generally speaking, the lifespan of land gods is only three thousand years.

This is the limit of the physical body. No matter how high the realm is and how strong the primordial spirit is, once the physical body reaches its limit, one will enter the cycle of reincarnation. Only when one becomes the primordial spirit, one can still awaken memories in the next life.

But after reincarnation and rebirth, the qualifications for cultivation cannot be guaranteed.

And what the old monk said seems to have not been reincarnated for six thousand years?

"It's not that the old monk is unwilling to be reincarnated. It's just that after discovering the saving of the world, he was really worried about the safety of the Qingcheng Formation. The other old friends who guarded the world did not have the ability to open their eyes like the old monk and were good at defending."

The skinny old monk whispered: "The old monk dared not disappear for too long, so he had to use the "Dry Wood Locking Heart Zen" method to lock in life and live a life of life. He sat like a tree, and then he survived in the world."

Lu Jianxian was silent for a moment and said, "I wonder if this method can be passed on to Lu?"

The skinny old monk looked at Lu Jianxian in surprise and asked, "Lu Jianxian has already attained Dalu in the world. Once he ascended, he can become Dalu Jinxian. If he goes into seclusion in time, he will live endlessly. Why do you need this method?"

Lu Jianxian said in a low voice: "Lu could ascend five hundred years ago, but staying... naturally has the meaning of staying. Lu needs enough time to practice, and I hope the master will succeed."

"Stay on earth to practice?"

The skinny old monk frowned slightly and said, "Lu Jianxian can still achieve Daluo without guidance on inheritance, but he is talented. Although there is no need for inheritance on the road ahead, it is better to have guidance. Why doesn't Lu Jianxian ascend and reincarnate to the earth after he has achieved success in his cultivation?"

Lu Jianxian was silent for a moment, not knowing whether he should say it.

Over the past five hundred years, he felt it was difficult to descend to earth, so he gave up ascension.

But now, Senior Lin has said something like "Be careful not to ascend", so he naturally dared not go up.

But She Xilu understood what Lu Jianxian meant.

Lu Jianxian's senior sister died of dragon kiss. He stayed in the world just to avenge his revenge. However, the demon dragon under the Qingcheng Formation was too strong. Even if he had attained Daluo, his strength was still far from enough. Naturally, he wanted to continue practicing until he killed the demon dragon.

"This obsession will probably ruin him..."

Youchan sighed in She Xilu's mind: "It is almost impossible... With the magic power of the land gods, you want to kill that demon dragon in the human world. At least you have to contact the realm of the heavenly way. Unless your man takes action himself, there is no hope at all... and it cannot be really killed, it is just back to the embrace of 'it's'."

‘Then... we can help him.’ She Xilu whispered in her heart: “We are reincarnation of external demons. Can’t we directly annihilate the soul of the external demons with our demon consciousness?”

"Even if our soul is of high nature, our soul is too weak now." Youchan said.

‘Then wait for the future.’ She Xilu said in her heart.

When the old monk saw that Lu Jianxian didn't seem to want to say it, he shook his head and said, "This "Dry Wood Locking Heart Zen" is my Lingshan method, which is probably difficult for Taoism to practice... However, when the old monk was in the heaven, he knew a similar Taoist method. Maybe Lu Jianxian could use it?"

"Thank you." Lu Jianxian said in a deep voice.

"The old monk hurt Lu Jianxian to lose his protective treasure, and he should have compensated him." The thin old monk sighed, then raised his hand, pointed it gently, and pointed it at Lu Jianxian's eyebrows from the air.

Lu Jianxian felt a large amount of information pouring into the sea of ​​consciousness, and couldn't help but whisper: "The Golden Statue..."

The skinny old monk whispered: "The Dharma is just the second. Lu Jianxian, you have attained Dalu. Going further is the realm of Hunyuan. In the eyes of the old monk, if you want to achieve Hunyuan, what is important is not the accumulation of time, but the "heart". You are a swordsman. If you have a sword heart, which takes the perfect swordsman as the foundation, naturally attracts other great ways, you will have the opportunity to go further and refine the "Hunyuan swordsman". "

Lu Jianxian was slightly stunned.

The great magical power released by the copybook of "One Sword Frost Cold Fourteen States" flashed through his mind. Seeing the earth-shaking sword energy, he felt that he had found the next direction. When he heard the truth of "Sword Heart", he couldn't help but become more and more sure.

At the beginning, Senior Lin also said the principle of "sword and heart".

Now it seems... this is indeed the clearest path. Not only can you achieve Da Luo, but you are even the key to the Hunyuan path!

I am worthy of being Senior Lin. Just a simple guide has such profound meaning...

Lu Jianxian took a deep breath and said, "Thank you for your advice from Master."

"What do you thank me for?" The skinny old monk shook his head slightly and said, "Mr. Lin, who gave you the copybook, obviously also understands the swordsmanship and masters Hunyuan Sheng Wuji. If you can get his guidance, you will benefit endlessly."

Lu Jianxian said: "Lu's swordsmanship can achieve Dalu's enlightenment is already the result of senior Lin's guidance. In the future, Lu already has his own ideas, so there is no need to worry about senior Lin."

"No wonder……"

The thin old monk suddenly realized.

No wonder there is such a shocking swordsman in the world. If you don’t even have the inheritance, you will be able to attain Daluo. It turns out that he was the master of the great master who was in the realm of the sky.

This makes it much more reasonable.

"Dear donors, let's just leave."

The illusory soul of the skinny monk clasped his hands together and said, "When the old monk sent a message to several other old friends who were guarding the world, he went to see that junior... and then he entered the samsara."

Several people looked at the skinny old monk.

"Amitabha……"

The skinny old monk chanted the Buddha's name lightly, and his soul turned into an illusory stream of light and disappeared quickly in the sky.

After the old monk's soul left, She Xilu glanced at Lu Jianxian and asked carefully: "Will you... do you... go to practice in seclusion?"

"No need to care about me, the sword is in my heart, there is no need to retreat, just realize the heaven and earth with your body and mind." Lu Jianxian shook his head slowly and said.

Youchan sent a voice transmission: "But, you have used up all your copybooks, how can you realize the truth? Why don't you ask Lin Zhishui to give you another one?"

"Although the great powers in the copybook are in the realm of Hunyuan, the Taoist rhymes shown are just a perfect way of Daluo, and it has long been useless to me."

Lu Jianxian said softly: "Today I saw the Shocking Sword of the Great Power, Hunyuan Sword Dao... Lu is confident. It can be as fast as ten days and half a month, and it can be as slow as three or five years, and it will definitely be able to achieve Hunyuan."

He has a natural sword heart, which is the embryo of a peerless sword immortal, so he was attracted by the Heavenly Lord Shangqing.

The sword immortals who normally understand the perfect sword art and achieve Daluo rely on the guidance of inheritance.

But he is different. Over the past five hundred years, he has had countless scattered insights into swordsmanship, and even misunderstood other avenues. He relied on Senior Lin to find a way to integrate swordsmanship.

As for the realization of "Huanyuan", the most important thing is the sword heart, so that the sword path can be integrated with other great ways.

He has everything now, and he only needs one opportunity to obtain Hunyuan!

"Little Snake, look...this is the protagonist."

Youchan couldn't help but complain: "Although you have good talent and high understanding, you still have a gap with this pervert. People are sure to achieve Hunyuan in the world. This enlightenment is as easy as drinking water."

...

...

The thin old monk's soul flew extremely fast, instantly crossing the sky, and at the same time he also beat out a series of voice transmission restrictions, flying to the sky like a sound transmission notes and disappearing.

After the physical body is extinguished, if you have not become an immortal and are filled with the mysterious cycle of reincarnation between heaven and earth, you will suck your soul and soul into the cycle of reincarnation, wash away your memory, and be reincarnated. Only by cultivating your soul can you keep your memory unabsorbed and have the opportunity to start over.

Of course, even if you cultivate to the primordial spirit and maintain memory through reincarnation, there is still a limit.

Nine is the ultimate, and the souls of ordinary land gods and true immortals can only maintain the memory of the nine generations. Only by realizing the souls of Daluo can you ensure that you can remember the nineteen generations of 81 generations. When you reach the Hunyuan Realm, you can maintain the memory of the three thousand generations.

And Hunyuan gives birth to Wuji, even if it is the cycle of reincarnation for all ages, the memory will not be erased.

With his realm, it is very simple to temporarily resist the suction force of reincarnation.

After a while, the thin old monk's soul came to the nearest mountain range southwest outside Qingcheng and stopped above the Unicorn Mountain in the tourist attraction.

The thin old monk's soul looked down and looked at the Jiuhua Temple on the top of Dugu Mountain. His eyes passed through the numerous attics and stared at the abbot of Jiuhua Temple who was practicing in the Sutra Pavilion, and he remained silent.

"Lekong disciple..." He suddenly sighed.

He has few people to worry about in this world, and the current abbot of Jiuhua Temple is one of them. Perhaps there is really a will in the dark. The abbot of Jiuhua Temple is so similar to his disciple who was killed by an external demon and was scattered. He could see it at a glance, so he has been hiding in Jiuhua Temple until now.

But now we are leaving.

"Forget... See you in the next life..."

The skinny old monk sighed, and was about to leave some words in Jiuhua Temple, but suddenly he heard a faint female voice sounding-

"Old monk, why are there only souls left?"

The face of the skinny old monk suddenly changed his face and immediately gave up resistance, wanting to directly escape into the cycle of reincarnation.

However, everything around him suddenly changed severely at this moment. The blue sky, the golden sun, the lush mountains and forests below, the gurgling streams and rivers... were also removed from the color, and the whole world turned into dead gray, white and black, twisted and separated from the real world.

Even...the power of reincarnation is separated!

Only the demonic realm of the external demon can cut off the power of reincarnation. Otherwise, after the external demon kills the practitioner, the spiritual soul of the practitioner can be directly escaped into the reincarnation, so how can the soul be scattered?

A magical realm stood up in this sky instantly!

"There is no way out at the end of the road, and there is another village with dark willows and flowers..."

A faint low moan floated in this dead demon realm.

I saw a beautiful woman in white, and her fair barefoot step by step in the dark void. Her waterfall-like black hair fell behind her, making her look even more delicate and slutty. The compassion revealed between her eyebrows and eyes was deeper than that of Buddha, and her whole body seemed to exude a faint holy brilliance, as if she was a god who saved the world.

"Save the world?" The skinny old monk's face changed drastically.

At this time, he only had his soul and didn't even have a physical body. How could he resist this person saving the world?

"oh?"

The woman in white raised her eyebrows slightly, showed a hint of surprise, and said softly: "Excellent... she actually noticed my true nature."
To be continued...