"when--"

On the towering bell tower, a huge bell sounded a melodious sound, floating in the air, and then bursts of Buddhist chants and scriptures were heard, as if they were coming from the unknowable distance and spreading throughout the temple.

Chu Mu listened to the sound of bells and Buddhist sounds, stepping onto the steps at the entrance of the temple. The two young monks who were cleaning saw the visitor and were about to go forward to ask, but suddenly they felt that the invisible force suppressed their whole body, and they could not move all over their bodies. Only two pairs of eyes were rolling, full of fear and anxiety that was caught off guard.

"Shh."

Chu Mu raised his index finger and snorted his squint, walked straight past the two little monks, like walking in the garden, entering the most luxurious temple in the world.

Walking through the main entrance, you will see seven solemn halls standing in the middle, and on the left and right there are smaller halls, large and small, with hundreds of halls.

The roof of each temple is covered with three-colored glazed glass, shining in the sun, showing a brilliant scene, making this small town-like temple like Buddha land, solemn and sacred.

Chu Mu was like entering a deserted land and walked along the road opposite the temple gate. Wherever he passed, all the monks who saw him stood in place like sculptures, only a pair of eyes were still turning.

It was not until Chu Mu passed the seven halls and walked to the back of the temple that screams came from behind. The entire Jingmin Zen Temple suddenly became quiet and there were disturbing noises everywhere.

"Although the monks live in a Buddhist land like the Buddha land on earth, their minds are not pure."

Chu Mu judged the sudden noisy environment with a smile, and turned his eyes to the figure that appeared in front of him, "But a Taoist priest suddenly appeared in this monk temple, which made me even more surprised."

In front of the square ahead, a familiar figure stood.

He has a tall crown and wide belt, and is as majestic as a mountain, but he does not look fierce. Instead, he has the temperament of immortality and Taoism. He is the great master of Taoism, "Sanren" Ning Daoqi.

"The Master of the Song family has not seen him for many years, and the realm of the Master of the family has been completely unaware of the old Taoist."

Ning Daoqi's eyes were clear, and he didn't care about Chu Mu's ridicule, but instead laughed: "It's true that many people say that I'm accustomed to abandoning the Tao and becoming a Buddha. The Taoist was a little embarrassed at first, but after hearing it too much, he naturally got used to it."

"I think the face has become thicker," Chu Mu sneered. "Someone once said that a great master should not only have the skills and realm of a great master, but also have the moves and artistic conception of a great master. Song felt that he had to add a sentence, he had to have the face of a great master."

"So, the Song clan leader also has the face of a great master." Ning Daoqi asked without any annoyance.

"Song really feels that he is thick-skinned enough." Chu Mu didn't care about his counterattack and admitted it very simply.

While speaking, the sky sword around Chu Mu seemed to tremble, and the knife intention oozed out faintly, pointing at Ning Daoqi.

"Ning Sanren, you and I have a chance to contact each other, but they have no fights. This makes Song feel regretful. I wonder if Song can make up for his regret today?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard the knife roaring into his ears. The knife on his waist was automatically unsheathed one inch, flashing a sharp sword light, and shot straight towards Ning Doqi.

“Take it slow.”

Ning Daoqi's robe sleeves were swollen and bent, and suddenly waved it, and it turned out like a sledgehammer, directly scattering the light of the sword. "The old Taoist was not trying to block the Song family's path, but was thinking of giving a gift to the Song family's master."

"Oh? This made Song curious. Ning Sanren would also give gifts." Chu Mu said.

Ning Daoqi took out a wooden box from his sleeve, and slowly opened it under Chu Mu's gaze, revealing a white written cover and the four large characters on it - "Cihang Sword Classic".

"Sword Dian?" Chu Mu shook his head and said, "Qinghui is not honest. He said he had been blocking the mountain for twenty years, but he ran out so quickly."

This book of "Sword Book" is obviously not the original one. Judging from its handwriting, it should have been copied by Fan Qinghui.

Ning Daoqi would not have predicted the future. He knew in advance that Chu Mu would come to Jingnian Zen Temple and waited here with the "Sword Book". Instead, after someone discovered that Chu Mu had arrived, he handed the "Sword Book" to Ning Daoqi.

At this moment, Fan Qinghui may be in a corner of Jingnian Zen Temple, quietly waiting for the result.

"The rumors in the world are that I vomited blood after borrowing the "Sword Book" and was hit hard. The facts are not as exaggerated as rumors. However, I still suffered some injuries after reading it. I wonder how the Song family would feel after subjectively."

Ning Daoqi held the wooden box with one hand and pushed forward, saying, "As long as the Song family reads this book subjectively, the old Taoist will immediately make way. No matter what the Song family leader will next, the old Taoist will not interfere."

"Let me read the "Sword Book"..."

Chu Mu raised his hand and took the secret book from afar, "As you wish."

In fact, Chu Mu had long been curious about the mysterious "Cihang Sword Classic". Although no practitioner in history could break the void, there were even fewer practitioners who had reached the highest level of "death level".

Overall, although the "Sword Book" is also a unique skill, it is far inferior to the other three extraordinary books in terms of prospects and levels.

However, "Cihang Sword Classic" is not without its merits.

This martial art was created by Di Ni's "The Great Technique of the Dao Heart" and "The Sutra of the Demonic Way". The immortal fetus he practiced and the demonic methods he practiced went to extremes, and the source was one. By watching the "Sword Book", he could not only understand the secrets of the Dao Heart Demonic Way.

Especially when Chu Mu read the six volumes of "The Strategy of the Heavenly Demon", he also tasted the taste of the fairy fetus. If he knows the fairy fetus, even Xiang Yutian is probably a little bit short.

Although Xiang Yutian is a practitioner of the Daoxin Demonic Art, he has never tasted the taste of a fairy fetus.

Chu Mu twisted his fingers and turned the book in his hand page by page, and the secrets of "Sword Classic" were all in his eyes.

The program of this "Sword Book" uses the five key points of "qi controls the spirit and spirit heart", "sword energy controls the heaven and earth", "sword spirit world", "sword spirit god has no self", and "sword heart is clear".

Among them, the realm of the clear sword heart is divided into a small state of mind and spiritual harmony. Fan Qinghui reached this state at the beginning.

But from this point of view, the "Sword Book" is a real focus on the heart, relying entirely on the mind to understand, controlling the sword with the heart, and controlling the energy with the heart. The whole chapter is full of mysterious obscure scriptures, all relying on understanding.

When Chu Mu interpreted the scriptures, his state of mind also changed with his understanding of the scriptures, and his whole body also moved with it. From the beginning, he kept reading the three chapters of the word "quiet" to "guard", "empty", and "non", his state of mind became more and more calm, just like a bright mirror, illuminating the vast world.

However, as the scientibilities and blood in Chu Mu's body became more and more silent, until the last chapter of the thirteenth chapter, the essence, qi, and the three elements of the spirit suddenly became silent, and the whole person seemed to have died and fell into a state of neither life nor death.

The whole chapter of "Cihang Sword Book" is mainly based on the mind. If you want to practice, you need to enter the corresponding state of mind. If your state of mind reaches the state of mind, your true energy will automatically follow the route of the mind method, allowing your skills to improve by leaps and bounds.

From here alone, this martial arts has the characteristics of Zen.

What Zen Buddhism emphasizes is to realize the nature and become a Buddha, which depends entirely on the mind to realize it. If the state of mind is reached, then becoming a Buddha and a ancestor can be done.

Those who practice "Sword Book" only need to have a state of mind, and their skills will improve by leaps and bounds. In terms of how fast they advance, they will even surpass the magic skills.

Bi Xiuxin, the descendant of Cihang Jingzhai, was nearly twenty years apart from Zhu Yuyan, but she was able to compete with Zhu Yuyan because her state of mind drove her skills and made a natural breakthrough in her realm. It took more than twenty years of time disadvantage to catch up with Zhu Yuyan.

The reason why you may suffer severe damage when reading the "Sword Book" is that as you interpret the scriptures, your mind changes accordingly, and gradually makes your true qi, qi and blood, and even your own mind and your own mind fall silent, and you enter a state of death.

The viewer naturally entered this state. If he could not wake up in time, he would probably go to death directly.

If the viewer is a man, it will be even more pitiful, because this martial art is specially created for women, and men's practice is stunning.

At this moment, Chu Mu was trapped in the state of death, and the three Yuans were silent, as if he had entered a state of fake death.

His eyes gradually became dissipated, as if he had lost his highlight like a dead person, and his aura gradually fell to the bottom.

"The Sword Book is a pure Yin martial arts, and it practices the Supreme Yin Wuji, which is exactly opposite to the Huangtian Dafa. When Song Que abducted the Master of Fanzhai, he wanted to combine Yin and Yang to consolidate his realm. The old Taoist thought that his participation in the Sword Book would directly lead to the true qi, and the Yin and Yang Qi would restrain each other, causing his body to be damaged, but he did not expect him to directly enter the death barrier......"

Ning Daoqi focused on observing Chu Mu's situation and sighed: "It would be a pity if such a person died so easily."

Ning Daoqi said that he would never take action, but this place is Jingnian Zen Temple. Even if Ning Daoqi doesn’t kill, there are many people who take action.

At this moment, Chu Mu's eyes suddenly flashed, and his pupils shot out three inches. His whole person suddenly filled with an evil aura. All the orifices on his body were like black holes, swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"This..." Ning Doqi was really frightened, "This is a magic skill!"

He never expected that the Song clan leader would even secretly practice the magic sect martial arts.

However, in the next moment, all the evil spirits of the ghost light were restrained. Chu Mu gently closed his hand and put the book on his face as usual.

‘So that’s it. The sword script is worthy of being a martial art with both sides of the Daoxin Demonic Technique, and even the breakthrough of the realm is so similar.’

"Although I have not obtained the Daoxin Demon-Genesis Method, I have already seen the mystery of the Daoxin Demon-Genesis Method from the Sword Book. Qinghui, the gift you gave me completes the last piece of my missing puzzle. I understand the method of turning from yang to yin."

Chu Mu Xin walked to Ning Daoqi, put the booklet in his hand into the wooden box, and passed Ning Daoqi with a relaxed smile.

"Thank you for me, Qinghui."

Chu Mu whispered behind Ning Doqi.
Chapter completed!