Eternal Tranquility

When Liu Qinghuan saw the bowl-sized wound, he couldn't help but express doubts. Ming Yangzi was a late-stage Yuanying monk, and his body had been refined for thousands of years. How could a little bit of dead energy prevent the wound from healing?

At this moment, he glanced sharply and saw a thin thread of black light suddenly showing its head, burrowing between the flesh like a bug. The death aura on the obvious wound became more intense, and in the blink of an eye it burrowed in again. disappeared from the flesh.

He couldn't help but exclaimed: "What is that?!"

Ji Yue gritted his teeth and said, "It's that thing that keeps Master's injury from getting better! Previously, the sect sent a lot of pills, and Uncle Su Wen from Tiangong Peak also came to see them, and they removed a lot of the dead energy. Then A lot of filaments are born, but I can’t force them out, junior brother, you don’t know what they are?”

Liu Qinghuan felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably, and its deep sinister aura made him feel a chill in his heart. After thinking about it for a while, he still shook his head uncertainly.

Although his knowledge is much higher than before, the Nine Thousand Worlds is vast and infinite. The more he knows, the more he doesn't know. What's more, there are too many black silk-shaped things, including insects and ghosts.

Ji Yue's eyes dimmed obviously, and he arranged Ming Yangzi's clothes: "If you can't pull out that thing..."

A pair of hands fell on his back, patting him gently like they did when he was a child.

Ji Yue raised his head and shouted sadly: "Master!"

Among the three disciples, Ji Yue has been with Mingyangzi the longest, and his relationship is like that of a father and son. At this time, it becomes increasingly difficult to hide his grief.

Mingyangzi said calmly: "Yue'er, don't forget that we are monks."

Although monks pursue immortality, they should take life and death lightly while pursuing it, so that they can let their Taoist mind be natural and the path of cultivation can go more smoothly.

Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and said: "Master, I would like to carefully explore the situation in your body, okay? The Aoki Sacred Body is quite effective in healing wounds, and the strong vitality it contains can also restrain the death energy. Although the disciple does not know the thin thread What is it, but it can’t escape the realm of death, maybe it can be restrained? Let the disciples try.”

Ming Yangzi has been acting very calmly, as if he doesn't care about his injuries. He had been stuck in the late stage of Nascent Soul for a long time, and he knew that the end would eventually come, so he rarely spoke before, leaving the two disciples to discuss his injuries.

But seeing the persistence of the two of them, he sighed secretly, not wanting to hurt their hearts again. After coughing lightly, he said: "The black and bright thin silk is called Xuanyin Jingsi, which is the stagnant death energy of Xuanyin." The strand of essence formed after condensation will continuously erode the monk's magic power and pollute the physical body's energy and blood. It is also called the thread of death, which means that once it is contaminated, it will be extremely difficult to remove and will remain entangled until death. "

Mingyangzi twirled his long beard: "That day, my master fought with the monk from another world. When he was defeated, he suddenly transformed into a sky-stealing ghost-faced harrier. He wanted to suck away my life span and died together, but I escaped halfway. But I didn’t expect that the other party would get involved in this thread of death from somewhere, and by the time I found out, I was already entangled.”

Only then did Liu and Ji know that their master knew their situation very well, but he just didn't want to tell them and make them more worried!

Only then did Liu Qinghuan realize that Ming Yangzi's injuries were so complicated. Not only was he about to expire, but there were also threads of death in his body. The combined power of the two was even greater, constantly eating away at his life.

"Xuanyin's death energy..."

His heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that when he cultivated the sword intention of life and death, he realized it under the impact of Xuanyang's anger and Xuanyin's death energy.

It turns out that the purple-black shiny filaments are formed by the condensation of Xuanyin death energy, and Xuanyin death energy is not an ordinary death energy, it is purer and more domineering than death energy!

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but be shocked and admired: "Master, you can actually withstand the erosion of Xuanyin's fine silk!"

The reason why he was not buried in Xuanyin's death energy back then was entirely because the other half of his body was supported by Xuanyang's energy.

He felt very uncomfortable when he thought that his master was suffering from severe pain caused by erosion all the time, and that his body was so weak yet he still acted so calm and calm.

Mingyangzi smiled slightly tiredly and said: "What I am cultivating as my teacher is the "Tianxin Mingyang Sutra" left by a senior in the sect who has become a god. Evil spirits cannot invade, but this hook is really... barely able to hold on until now."

Ji Yue's eyes lit up: "Since there are Xuanyin fine silks, there should be Xuanyang fine silks, right?"

Mingyangzi said helplessly: "That's why your senior brother has been running around here and there these days, unwilling to live in peace for a moment."

Ji Yue screamed and said in embarrassment: "So I wrongly blamed Senior Brother. I also complained that he didn't accompany Master well... No, you just hid it from me!"

"Zhishan figured it out on his own. My teacher tells you to go out more often and don't just lazily hold a wine bottle."

Mingyangzi made fun of Ji Yue and said, "Qing Huan, do you still want to try?"

Liu Qinghuan nodded firmly: "I'm afraid Xuanyang Jingsi is not that easy to find. Let the disciples give it a try."

Ming Yangzi sighed and said no more.

Without further ado, Liu Qinghuan went out to talk to Mu Yinyin, and then the master and apprentice moved to the other side of the squat.

Ji Yue opened the protective circle in the house, and then stood guard quietly.

Taking a deep breath, he put his palms against Ming Yangzi's back, and first sent a wisp of Aoki's energy into it.

As the green wood energy flowed away, the horror and shock in Liu Qinghuan's heart became more and more intense.

But he saw that Ming Yangzi's internal organs and abdomen had been eroded by the death energy and cast a layer of gray. The two-inch-long thread of death was like a hair, scurrying back and forth among the flesh and blood of the meridians. Wherever it passed, it was like a barren dead land constantly devouring green mountains and green waters.

Fortunately, there is a layer of bright and pure light beneath the gray, which tenaciously resists the erosion and destruction of the death threads. The large acupuncture points in the heart, dantian, and several critical areas are like building iron walls.

However, it is only a matter of time before it is broken!

Liu Qinghuan tried to let the green wood energy come closer, but she saw that the filament was very alert. Like a poisonous snake, she suddenly raised one end and rushed over viciously, entangling the green wood energy and swallowing it!

After a while, the green Qi of the green wood lost all its vitality and turned into a gray lifeless Qi, which immediately penetrated into Ming Yangzi's lungs.

The Gou Death Silk can indeed turn life into death, which reminded him of his own sword realm.

Based on the sword intention of life and death, he can use the realm of birth and the realm of death, and the sword intention of life and death itself can also alternate between the sword of life and the sword of death.

Liu Qinghuan has been practicing the way of life and death since he was building the foundation. He cannot say how sophisticated it is, but he understands the two things of life and death very well.

If it were anything else today, he might be helpless, but the Death Thread condensed from Xuanyin's death energy might really allow him to find a way.

As his thoughts flashed, he whispered: "Master, next you focus on guarding a few important places and let go of other places. The disciple will introduce a large amount of spiritual power into your body. Don't resist."

After a pause, he added: "What the disciple does next may be very bold, and I am not 100% sure. If you feel something is wrong, you can stop the disciple from continuing at any time."

Ming Yangzi only said calmly: "Come on."

Liu Qinghuan thought about it again in his mind. It was about his mentor's life, and he didn't dare to be careless.

In the dantian, under the tree of spiritual roots that towers over the sky, a clear and rich Qi of the green wood continuously overflows, through the meridians all the way to the Laogong point in the palm of the hand, and pours into Mingyangzi's body. Wherever he passed, thick vitality nourished the dry and withered internal organs, and the lingering gray-black death energy was driven away and submerged, disappearing like melting snow.

Ji Yue, who was watching over him, clearly noticed that his master had a relaxed and gentle smile on his face, as if he was in a warm bath, and all the wrinkles on his old face had relaxed.

He was secretly amazed. Although he had always known that his junior brother was the rare Aoki Holy Body, this was the first time he had seen the Aoki Holy Body perform at such a close range. Just the trace of vigorous vitality that leaked out made people feel comfortable both physically and mentally. Like a warm and fresh spring breeze, it quickly filled the entire circle.

But not long after, the sudden outbreak of death swept across like a whirlwind, shattering this short-lived and false peace!

Seeing the green wood's energy coming in like a tide, the death silk will not let it drive away the death energy. The former is destroyed and the latter is repaired. The former is destroyed and the latter is rebuilt. The two sides use Ming Yangzi's dharma body to fight on the battlefield. A fight to the death!

This is bound to be accompanied by pain that is unimaginable to ordinary people. If you are not careful, it is very likely that the physical body will be unable to bear the load and collapse into a puddle of flesh. But Ming Yangzi endured all this without saying a word.

All the sense of relaxation on his body had disappeared, his brows sometimes wrinkled and sometimes relaxed, thin cold sweat poured out layer by layer, and his body could not stop trembling under the pain.

Liu Qinghuan was also sweating profusely and looked extremely focused. He used his most condensed and most refined Qingmu Qi, which even contained his true energy. Even so, he gradually fell into a disadvantage in the confrontation with Gou Si.

The dead thread is the essence of Xuanyin's death energy. Although there is only a small trace, it drills in and out with great dominance, making the place repaired by Qingmu's energy into chaos again.

At this time, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Liu Qinghuan's eyes, and a sword light suddenly flew out from the center of his eyebrows. The mysterious and cold sword energy suddenly exploded, and then was quickly recovered, disappearing into nothingness!

Ji Yue, who was standing by, felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the small sword in the sword light spread out. The green vines on it covered the entire sword body in a blink of an eye, and then transformed into reality and into reality. As a result, he disappeared into Mingyangzi's body in a blink of an eye.

Ji Yue secretly sighed in admiration. It seemed that his junior brother's "Bamboo Heart Planting Sword Technique" had been practiced to a very advanced level, and the swords he planted could no longer stick to the form of the sword.

Just introducing the sword intention into other people's bodies is extremely dangerous. What does junior brother want to do?

Ji Yue's trust in Liu Qinghuan made him stand still and just watch the development of the situation nervously.

Liu Qinghuan used layers of green wood energy to tightly wrap the sword intention, restraining all the sharp edges and preventing the sword energy from leaking out and hurting Ming Yangzi.

After the Sword of Life and Death transformed into a sword, it was like a thin shadow of a leaf, inconspicuous under the cover of the green Qi of the green wood, and quickly approached the thread of death.

In an instant, the Life and Death Sword Intent exploded to its extreme, condensing into a very thin blade, and suddenly slashed through!

Gou Sisi was probably used to being invincible, so when he saw this, he only shrank slightly before being chopped off.

A surprising scene appeared. The two-inch long filament was broken into two pieces from a third of the way. The short piece separated and suddenly turned into a pool of black like thick ink. liquid!

The black liquid is rolling, withering and withering wherever it falls, and has a tendency to gradually disperse!

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, and with a low roar, the Sword Intention of Life and Death poured out streams of thick white mist, swirling and quickly wrapping the black liquid.

Unexpectedly, once the black liquid touched the Sword Intent of Life and Death, it flowed into the Sword Intent without any hindrance!

Liu Qinghuan was shocked when he saw a big black spot appearing in the shadow of the leaf that seemed both virtual and real!

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