Retire from the human world

Chapter 56

Du Heng's master seems to be the evil of this mountain, and the leopard demon tree spirit is often driven by the old man to run wild all over the mountain.At that time, the realm of comprehension was more closed than it is now, and the monster house only knew about this mountain, the mountain next door... What happened to the five mountains beyond, it had to rely on the migratory birds passing by twice a year to gossip, and the resources for talking were very limited.

Even the Rizhao Sect was dubbed with such adjectives as in the legend. There is no way, the monsters have never seen other pills except their own inner alchemy.According to the legend, there are thousands of panaceas in the Rizhao sect, whether it is for ghosts, goblins, mandrills, or cultivators, they have all kinds of effects.

The savage bull demon on the eastern mountain top saved a mortal back then, and it was said that he was a close relative descendant of a Taoist priest of the Rizhao Sect, so he got a transformation pill, and after only 300 years of practice, he had a human form.Stories like this, changing the protagonist and version, are very popular in the depths of the mountains, and they are the favorite jokes of many monsters.

The second is the magic weapon.

Those miraculous things must be seen everywhere, and the gods also have that kind of ordinary appearance. The popular stories in the deep mountains are usually about a god who turns into an old woodcutter, plays with the fierce hunter, or is thrown by the monster. The pink and tender children, test whether they are wholehearted in the Tao, killing innocent people for their appetites.Immortals all have magic weapons, either when there is a black wind blowing up, the sky is dark, or it is deafening, moving mountains and seas... The little demons' eyes widened when they heard it, and their faces looked yearning.

In fact, in the sects of the cultivation world, pills and magic weapons are not rare items, and everyone in the sect has them in stock.

But these little demons can't tell the difference between a high-level cultivator and a god. Their vision is really limited, and most of them don't have a shape. They can only refine the horizontal bone in their throat and can speak human words That's all.For example, they never think that the old man with the white beard is a great person, because he has no magic weapon, and no panacea. He is similar to those Taoist priests in the Qingyun Temple next door. .

But the old man's spirit is very good, he slashed at him with his palm, and the tree broke and the stone flew.

The old Taoist in the Taoist temple next door has changed three times. Why is this old man still alive?

The memory was intermittent, and Shen Dong didn't have much chance to take a look at Du Heng, who had always been stern-faced when he was young. When his consciousness reappeared, Du Heng looked about thirteen or fourteen years old. The old man with a white beard had hardly changed, sitting in the cave Thinking about his disciples.

He also likes to read non-stop to the spirit stone-shaped Shen Dong.

For example, as a sword, don’t slash when you see other swords. When you see other sword cultivators take out swords, you are eager to try. Everyone in the cultivation world likes to use swords. Don’t get excited when you see some cultivators using flying swords. It was specially used for traveling. You are different from each other. Do you know what is a magic weapon and what is a natal magic weapon?

Shen Dong opened his eyes again in a drowsy state, and found that the scene had changed again, so he firmly believed that the spirit stone from before must have been read to sleep by the old man.The most terrible thing is that he finally found out that he can't measure how long time has passed by Du Heng's appearance age, because the few trees at the entrance of the cave have grown to a height of nearly 20 meters. Possibly 50 years have passed.

The old man has no fellow family members, no friends, and doesn't hang out with each other, so I don't know what his name is.

The only thing I know is that this place may be Zhongnan Mountain, also known as Qinling Mountains today, which is inaccessible, only mountain people and woodcutters, and it will be lively once every few years. It is said that some nobleman brought a large group of people to hunt on the mountain. Or a certain general, they flaunt their might and wander around the mountains, completely unaware that the monsters are excitedly leading their families, calling their friends and running out to watch the excitement.

Du Heng will also come to see this kind of excitement.

The scene of the angry horse in fresh clothes leading Huang Qingcang is indeed spectacular.

The cliff is the best stand. The pine tree spirit walks easily to the cliff, and once its roots stick into the crevices of the rock, it starts to sell seats. The service is thoughtful and three guarantees are implemented. to the canopy.

By the way, I can hold fists with monsters whom I haven’t seen in the next mountain for a long time to say hello, and those who have hatred will fight first. The temple fair that ordinary people talk about is nothing more than that, but this kind of day is like a year for 100 years. It’s completely invisible. make any changes.

"Is that from your mountain?"

"Yeah, it's weird to have a stone with you since you were a child."

"Is that stone a treasure?"

"I can't tell, it's so dark and ugly! If there were such a stone at the entrance of my cave, I would have thrown it away. It's an eyesore."

Shen Dong was a black thread at first, and then it didn't branch out.

Hearing this a lot, not only did not let go of it, but became more and more angry. The monsters in the mountains have limited topics to talk about, and it’s not easy to talk about them when they meet. So let’s talk about the strange man who always carries a stone in a certain mountain. Look, right there, silly.

Shen Dong couldn't help but want to slander, could it be that the sword cultivator is said to have been silent for three years and become a blockbuster?

No, it's been 300 years. What kind of mind does it take to hold back all kinds of cynicism and sarcasm, keep practicing until the sword is forged, and even monsters will treat you as a lunatic, so entangled.

No wonder Du Heng was calm no matter what he faced. Shen Dong thought he was not surprised, but it was actually because of his strong mentality?

Forget it, if you want to become a fairy and seek the Tao, you need to have a strong psychological quality. Maybe the gods in the sky are more difficult to deal with than the cultivation world.

But he is a weapon at best, why should he be so well-maintained?

Shen Dong has already discovered his fault.

He was extremely irritable. He thought it was a personality problem, and his temper was a little irritable. Now he found that this problem actually started when he was a stone. Especially when he saw a thin-waisted weasel wagging its tail contemptuously and pointing at it with its thin claws Said, this stone is ugly all over the mountain.

Why didn't you smash it to death?

Shen Dong glanced at Du Heng, and found that Du Heng pretended not to hear at all.

It is said that the law of heaven is ruthless, and God would not allow these monsters to watch the fun so freely. This time, a large group of people from the imperial court entered the mountain, armed with weapons. It doesn't look like hunting, but Shen Dong does not know which dynasty they belong to. There was no way to recognize it.Don't even expect the little demon from the mountains to know the time and date of the mortal world and what the emperor's surname is.

But from ancient times to the present, every dynasty has a few emperors who want to live forever.

Please alchemists, alchemy.

Even if the Rizhao Sect's panacea is grasped, there is no ordinary person who can take it casually. Even the simplest foundation building pill cannot be taken by ordinary people who are over [-] years old, cannot take it when their meridians are blocked, and cannot eat it if they are insufficient in essence, qi and blood. Otherwise, it is not longevity. , is quick death.

So what to do, there are some guys with active brain meridians and limited skills who practice defective products to fool these dignitaries.

There may also be medicinal effects, which make people refreshed and forget about longevity.

Except for those fake Taoists who are greedy for wealth and wealth, the other alchemists are all self-serving. They told the emperor that only the best medicinal materials and rare medicinal materials are effective. If they get them, they will use a trick to replace them, or at most they will give some leftovers to make alchemy. Anyway, ordinary people can't eat good things .The alchemist with a bit of corrupt morality would even deliberately say that there are monsters in the mountains so-and-so, and they can take the heart and liver decoction to live longer, and take the opportunity to kill the monsters who have not transformed, and take the inner alchemy as a tonic.

If you don't use the dragon-like court to do this, these alchemists will kill innocent people by themselves, and the heaven will remember it for you, and when the time comes, they will settle the score with you.

The little demons in Zhongnan Mountain were laughing and laughing to watch the fun, and the white fox pretended to be hit by an arrow, then jumped away when someone came to pick up the prey, and then ran away triumphantly in the rain of arrows, waiting for the mortal to scream fox Immortals—however, smug beauty and love to show off is really a disease, and it must be cured, otherwise it may kill one day because of it.

The white fox wailed and lay down on the ground, struggling to stand up, whining in its throat, the little demon onlookers were still admiring its superb acting skills again.

Then the rain of arrows poured down, and the severe pain immediately let them know that something was wrong.

This arrow is not a mortal thing!

In other words, these arrows have been blessed with magic skills by people with superb Taoism, which can destroy evil and demons.

The monsters were all in a mess, endured the pain, and scattered without even daring to pull out their arrows, but what awaited them was a sky full of snares.The wailing sounds continued, and some monsters cursed directly, which made the frightened mortals even more believe that they were evildoers, and slashed mercilessly.

As for whether it accidentally injured ordinary birds and beasts, who can care.

The strength of a sword cultivator far exceeds that of comprehension practitioners of the same realm. On the premise, he is a "sword" cultivator.

Now Du Heng has only stones in his hands.

Before I actually got the sword, I didn't learn spells, I didn't know how to form a formation, and I didn't even know what a talisman was.It's not hiding clumsiness, it's real clumsiness!Before forging a sword with his own hands, the sword cultivator doesn't even know how to attack at all, and he can't learn it. Regardless of his cultivation base or mana, he can't even compare with other Daoist sects.

The smell of fresh blood irritated the spirit stone a bit, Shen Dong became anxious for no reason, he thought there must be something wrong with the material of this stone, at least he knew that iron should be used for casting weapons, and even the most miraculous is to use black iron, meteorites from outside the sky... Cultivation People in the world will treat it as a treasure?

An arrow hit it.

It is reasonable to say that this is not painful or itchy, but just this one hit a small hole in the surface of the stone.

The original hardness of the spirit stone was very high, but after nearly 300 years, the surface of the stone is full of impurities and debris, and the essence has settled into the center. Not to mention the arrows that bless spells, even normal arrows can drop a layer of stone debris.But Du Heng never littered it, not even hitting the stone outside.

In this way, four or five holes were smashed out one after another with the arrows, which still made Du Heng panic suddenly, and simply covered himself.

Back then it was Lingshi who couldn't speak, but now Shen Dong would jump.

Where did this fool come from? I have seen people hiding behind rocks, but I have never seen people blocking arrows from rocks. If someone’s weapon is afraid of being smashed or knocked, can they still be confused—wait, this arrow It still hurts to hit it.

Also, Du Heng's current appearance was far from the one who calmly and fearlessly faced the two snakes in the Netherworld on the street.

Blood again, bright red.

Slowly flowing into the gap along the peeling stone shell...

Shen Dong's consciousness began to be in a trance, and the scene in front of him was all blurred. He vaguely heard someone asking "Why is there a child over there?" "It's probably a monster, don't worry about it." It hid from the rain of arrows on one side of the cliff, but it still failed to get what it wanted in the end. It kicked its legs and lay there motionless.

The way of heaven is permanent, it does not survive for Yao, nor perish for Jie.

Monsters without troubles are more likely to become immortals than vicious monsters with simple minds, but they often don't have harmful spells. They have even forgotten how to hunt and how to escape natural enemies during the hundreds of years of practice. In this way, it is not kindness that can get a happy ending.

Ascetics are against the sky.

All those who seek Taoism and become immortals must go through calamities. From the day they set foot on the practice, Heaven will make things difficult for you in every possible way. It is good luck to escape. If you cannot escape, you don’t have to complain about your innocent suffering.

Talismans appeared faintly in the sky in the distance. This is a formation, and even a monster can't escape. It's just the difference between early death and late death. Or the tragic death of these monsters means that in some days in the future, God will not have to smash thunder.Doing justice for the sky is not a joke, but these alchemists are no different from corpses all over the floor. Sooner or later, they will die together. They are still the kind of self-satisfied people who are actually hacked to death by being disgusted after doing things for God.

The pine tree was chopped off in the middle by a flying sword, and fell down with a bang.

It just happened to cover Du Heng.

It was pitch black, with only the smell of blood, and the screams of misery and anger gradually distorted. Shen Dong tried his best to wake himself up, but suddenly the expression of the old man with white beard poking a stone and staring and yelling appeared in his mind: "This is a sword. "

Then there's the old man talking to his apprentice and Lingshi:

"... You must understand the truth and understand the world. Why do you think you exist in the world?"

"road?"

"Well, what is that Tao?"

"it."

"What is it? It's called a sword." The old man blew his beard and stared.

That sword exists for... what?

The memory was completely shattered, and the scene in front of my eyes was purple thunder piercing the sky, condensing into a beam of light, and everything touched by it was instantly wiped out at the edge.

The clothes were torn and messed up, and blood was flowing down his wrists. Even at the moment of death, Du Heng didn't show much expression, he just sighed softly and tightened his hand holding the sword.

The tiger's mouth was completely split, and the wrist bones were twisted. Du Heng handed over the sword to his left hand.

The last sky thunder, no matter what, I couldn't catch it.

Du Heng still raised his long sword slowly.

——The way is destroyed today, and it should be buried with the body.

Shen Dong clearly saw that he had done a very stupid thing, he broke free from Du Heng's hand, took a step ahead, and bumped into Tianlei.Du Heng was caught off guard, and Lei Guang destroyed everything in an instant.

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What do you exist in this world?