Dongxuan School

The mountains in the sect always seem to be so tall as clouds. Even when it was Chen, the mountains gate was still shrouded in shadows, and there was no trace of light.

The level of Dongxuan Sect is particularly serious. They have secretly competed with their cultivation and masters. The disciples come and go in a hurry, and they often run between residences, trial valleys, and kitchen halls. If their cultivation is high, they don’t even have to go to the kitchen hall.

Therefore, there was no leisurely disciple in the flat and open road, and there was no idle joke. There was only the cold and hard sword energy breaking through the air.

The head of the Immortal Qingxuan, wearing only a simple gray robe, with a habitual smile on his slightly fat face, and greeted gently: "Junior brother, can you gain something when you go to the Northern Wilderness?"

Walking beside him was a man in a mysterious suit. He looked much younger, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and there was no emotional fluctuation at all, and he looked like a statue of the Lord.

He continued to walk forward without looking sideways, ignoring the Immortal Lord Qingxuan.

Immortal Qingxuan touched his nose and didn't feel embarrassed. After all, I've been used to it for tens of thousands of years.

Everyone knows that there are three immortal masters of the Dongxuan Sect, but they do not know that the oldest Yang Xuan has been closed to the death gate and has begun to attack the Taoist realm. However, seeing that he has not come out of seclusion for three thousand years, he is afraid that he has failed to attack and has exhausted his life span. After all, life and death are the way of heaven, and even if he becomes an immortal master, he cannot escape this great way.

So in fact, the trump card of the Dongxuan Sect is now just to follow Xuan, the junior brother.

Shangxuan Immortal Lord was an orphan who was abandoned in the wilderness. He was picked up by a disciple who had been trained inside and outside the sect. Without name, everyone called him a dog. Everyone gave him a charity and fed him one by one. He was originally a servant, but who knew that he had learned swordsmanship secretly and defeated his inner disciples in one fell swoop, and he got to this day step by step.

Shangxuan did not become a disciple back then, so he relied on self-study.

There is no other disciple in his lineage except Shang Wuyang. Now that Shang Wuyang dies... I am afraid he will be alone again.

Qingxuan cleared his throat and wanted to comfort him, but Shangxuan Immortal Lord stepped beside him and stepped into the hall ahead.

There was no one in the hall, only countless life signs stood in it.

Shangxuan Xianzun quietly looked at one of the life cards on the top. The life cards engraved with the three words "Shang Wuyang" were broken into two halves.

Qingxuan, who followed in, sighed, curled his smile and said heavily: "My tribute to junior brother."

The immortal Shangxuan looked neither sad nor happy. He took off the broken life card and turned around and left.

This is not in accordance with the rules, because a strand of the holder's soul is sealed in the life card. If there is a chance, the deceased can rely on this strand of soul to seize the body of others.

But no one has tried this method. After all, there is only one soul, even if you come back from the body, you will wake up with a stupid fool who is stupider than a pig or a dog. What's more, the last soul will disappear, and then you will have no thoughts at all.

Qingxuan frowned. Does Shangxuan want to take over the body of his disciple?

There is no light or sound, the whole world is empty, and even Shang Wuyang himself is ignorant.

After a long time, a force suddenly lit up the whole world domineeringly. Under that dazzling light, Shang Wuyang's consciousness that was about to dissipate gradually began to condense, and finally slowly remembered the fact that he was dead.

The pain of being cut off by the wooden sword and piercing the dantian surged up like a tide. Shang Wuyang suddenly shrank and his emotions fluctuated violently.

So, the dark blue light spot representing his soul trembled, and chaotic light marks shone on the stone walls of the dark room.

Shang Wuyang's memory gradually returned, and he recognized this dark room.

The dark room is located on a cliff at the highest peak of the mountain gate. Every time he practices the way of killing, he comes here to keep himself calm and calm. There are horizontal lines he draws when he is young, which are used to record his time in the dark room.

Those who can come here are the masters.

so……

Shang Wuyang's soul suddenly brightened. It was Master who saved himself?!

Sure enough, a cold voice sounded from a distance, with a familiar and gentle tone without any ups and downs.

"You ran away."

There is no blame or doubt, just a brief explanation of the fact that Shang Wuyang escaped.

Shang Wuyang, who had been in ecstasy before, was immediately splashed with cold water. He suddenly remembered the previous instructions of Master to distract himself-

"Kill him."

However, Shang Wuyang did not kill Ye Shubai. For the first time, he violated his master's will and chose to escape without fighting!

The master had only himself, and he raised himself, taught the power of swordsmanship and laws with his own hands, and even took himself to practice thousands of lower realms without hesitation. Although the master was always cold and difficult to get close to, these things all showed his concern for him.

Therefore, even if the master is unhappy, it is impossible to be truly angry with yourself for this.

Shang Wuyang felt a little calm, but he still felt afraid when he thought of Ye Shubai's sword intent.

He was not defeated, nor did he not faced a life-and-death crisis. When he was practicing in countless lower realms, there were many strange worlds of practice that gave him unforgettable memories. The feeling of dying was repeated again and again. Killing and being killed were actually only in a moment. If it weren't for this, he would not have been able to understand the law of death so deeply.

Except for Ye Shubai.

"The disciple was incompetent and lost his master's face. However, the opponent's sword intent suppressed me everywhere. Whenever I fight with the opponent, I feel that I am completely oppressed and unable to fight back, and I can't even have the intention of fighting."

He clearly planned to kill the other party, but when he was really facing the aura of that person, he could not have the courage to resist.

"It's true." The voice of Shangxuan Immortal Lord echoed in the dark stone chamber, floating and unable to calm down.

He changed his subject and suddenly asked a strange question: "Do you know how to achieve the great achievement of the law of death?"

Shang Wuyang replied very quickly: "Manipulate life and death and achieve the highest way in this world!"

"Oh."

Shangxuan Xianzun seemed to smile, but there was a smile without any joy, but a condescending smile that seemed to be lightly despised.

"The law of death can only control death, but not life."

His fingers gently tapped on the small soul in front of him, and a strange power of law overflowed, and the light spot at his fingertips also brightened.

A vitality overflowed from it, and Shang Wuyang could feel his soul reviving, but he fell into a trance.

Apart from the Jinghong sword of Shangxuan Immortal Lord thousands of years ago, Shang Wuyang had never seen his master take action at other times.

In his heart, the master practiced the law of death to great success, so he could wipe his sword to destroy a world.

However, at this moment, Shang Xuan simply raised his hand and the power of the law was lingered in the dark room. Shang Wuyang realized that he had been wrong for three thousand years. He finally knew why he could not have the courage to fight when facing Ye Shubai.

Because Ye Shubai's law power was exactly the same as the aura released by Xuanxian Lord, so when Ye Shubai was facing Ye Shubai again, the fear that he had forgotten naturally emerged again, making him unwilling to resist!

The memories of the dusty years were revealed. Shang Wuyang recalled the dark night shrouded in the smell of blood. He lay in the pile of corpses, and his master stood in the night wind and raised his sword. When the wind blew, the countless orcs hidden in the dark died instantly, and even the wailing before his death could not be emitted.

At that time, he noticed a breath that was extremely similar to the law of death he had just understood, but it was countless times stronger, almost suppressing himself from the root.

Shang Wuyang at that time determined that it was the power of the law of death after it was cultivated to the extreme.

But what happened to Ye Shubai?

Could it be that Ye Shubai is the projection of the master's clone? Or is he another disciple of the master? Or is he the descendant of the master's bloodline? Could it be that there is another person in this world who practices the law to perfection like the master?!

Shang Wuyang's translucent soul hung above the life sign, like a phantom that would scatter at any time. He realized that some things did not seem to be consistent with what he firmly believed. Something was brewing in the dark light and was about to break out of the cocoon.

"The opposite of death is life." Shang Xuan Zhenren's eyes looked through Shang Wuyang, as if he was looking at him, and as if he was looking at another person.

He rarely says so much, or maybe no one listens on weekdays, so he talks a little more this time and takes the initiative to talk about his own experience.

"I went to the Northern Wilderness to find the person who mastered the law of life. You must have heard of her name, and she is called the Fairy of the Hanging Hu."

Shang Wuyang was stunned. Even though he was addicted to cultivation and did not care about the world, he still heard of the name of Fairy Xuanhu. After all, it was the most talented medical practitioner in thousands of years. His subordinates saved countless lives. Even in the Dongxuan Sect, many disciples had inherited her favors.

She is hard to find on weekdays, and most of the time she is looking for medicine from all walks of life. She thinks that she is also going to the Northern Wilderness to collect medicinal materials.

It turned out that she had mastered the law of life! No wonder she saved so many people! But why did the master look for her?

"The road to finding her is a bit twisty, but finally I returned smoothly."

After saying this, Shangxuan Immortal Lord took out a small light spot from his hand, and emitted a life that was so strong that it could not be ignored. Shang Wuyang's soul seemed to have become much more stable due to its influence.

A little hope arose in Shang Wuyang's heart.

He wanted to ask his master if he had predicted that he would have such a big disaster, so he went to find Fairy Hanghu to save him.

However, for some reason, he did not dare to ask this sentence. Some terrible guess spread in his mind, erasing the glimmer of hope little by little.

Finally, Shang Wuyang could only ask with difficulty: "Where is the Fairy of the Hanging Pot?"

Shangxuan Immortal Lord looked at the light spot in front of him, slowly raised his eyes and said nothing.

Some facts are self-evident.

Master killed Fairy Xuanhu and took away the power of her law.

Shang Wuyang murmured: "Why..."

"Because you are incompetent, I have to work harder." Shangxuan Xianzun simply said this fact.

Shang Wuyang's mind was confused.

He didn't know what the master wanted to do, and only the word "incompetence" was left in his mind.

This word seems to be the sharpest and coldest knife, passing through his soul.

Shang Wuyang has been practicing hard, never sleeping, which has been exchanged for praise from the world and the attention of the sect. In order to practice, he stripped away his love, joy and anger, what he wanted was the great way, and he also asked for a praise from the man who was both a teacher and a father in front of him. He still remembered those two sentences "Not bad".

He thought he might have made his master proud, but today he realized that he was just...

inability?

Shangxuan Immortal Lord said coldly and revealed the cruelest fact.

"I thought you were the most talented one, so I took you by my side to educate you. It seemed that this was a wrong choice. She realized the law of birth by her own medicine, and even though her cultivation resources were not as good as yours, she had even reached the perfect state. Even if I had worked hard to erase it."

"And he..."

Shang Wuyang trembled, he knew that what he was talking about this time was Ye Shubai.
To be continued...