Huang Ting Xiandao

Chapter 64 64. The old dream, today I am facing a killer

"Deep into the dream?" Mo Xian asked.

"That's right, but your skill is not enough to go deep into the dreamland. You practice the way of Huang Ting, but now it's just an enlightenment to the contemplative realm. At least you have to go to the inner scene stage before you can go deep into the dreamland with your soul. The only way now is to often recite the Taishang Qingjing mantra, resist with your own will, remember, the devil is born from the heart, and you should try to seldom see blood at ordinary times. Rakshasa evil spirits, once murderous, the blood is flowing, and the nature will be revealed." Qian Xuzi said.

Mo Xian thanked the master, he went out, Qian Xuzi looked at his back, lost in thought, he could see that Mo Xian was not stable inside, what happened that shook his Dao heart so much.

It is not his character to sit and wait for Mo Xian to leave the house. Since the Rakshasa Death Curse came out of the Yan Luodian, then go to the Yan Luodian to find out its root cause, maybe you will find a relevant solution.

Mo Xian has been in Yuxianzong for a few days, and he is making related preparations. For him, the Temple of Yama is no less than a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. He has made a elixir from the Shouwu entrusted to him. He is very interested in alchemy, but He has never had time to study.

The art of alchemy is completely different from ordinary alchemy, and it is already a skill that surpasses the world. The higher the level of the elixir, the greater the difference from the medicinal herbs. Lingxin has become the main thing, and even minerals such as gold and mercury can also be used as the carrier of the alchemy.

Mo Xian's Shouwu is of high quality, and he found an alchemist with a better level. The pills are divided [-]-[-], and Mo Xian only gets [-]%. No wonder alchemists are a quick-rich industry.

After refining the Qibao Shouwu Pill, this is a low-level elixir, which can quickly replenish qi and blood, increase physical strength, and has a certain effect on internal injuries. In addition, I bought two bottles of knife wounding elixir, which is an external-use elixir. A bottle of Hundred Poisons Dissolving Pill.

In terms of magic tools, he repaired the Yinzhu with the Yinfeng marrow, and the Yinzhu could be used again, but it was not completely healed. Half of the ghosts were lost, and there were only twelve ghosts left.

However, his Xuanyin Gathering Beast Banner was the only magic weapon that benefited from the Yinfeng Ridge last time. Ya Yi has been refined, and now when the banner is opened, Ya Yi's shadow jumps on the banner, as if rushing out at any time.

The emerald green bead is still in his Qiankun bag, it has not been moved for a while, the Liuhe needle can only be regarded as a hidden weapon, but it contains dark iron, etc., which is good for shady people, but it is afraid of Buddha's light and so on.

The dragon-binding rope has been coiled around his left arm since it was forged. Mo Xian is the most satisfied with this magic weapon, without the slightest evil. Once he makes a move, the reddish brilliance flashes, and the opponent is tied to the ground, and , containing the essence of thunder and lightning, the bound thing, the whole body is paralyzed.

Finally, there is the Yin Talisman Sword. Mo Xian has never let go of his refinement and communication with it. The sword is becoming more and more spiritual. It can even make it sound like an alarm when hostile people come to your side.

With everything ready, he quietly left the sect.

He turned back to the State of Zheng because he was familiar with the Hall of Yan Luo in the State of Zheng. In the depths of Luoshan Mountain, there was a branch of the Hall of Yan Luo. Along the way, although he carried the Yin Talisman Sword on his back, the Yin Talisman Sword never came out of its sheath. Deliberately suppressing myself.

In his nights, he was awakened by nightmares many times, and even in his dreams, he had learned to recite the Taishang Purification Mantra. He fell asleep according to the sleep practice, and he was often disturbed by nightmares when he first entered the realm of cultivation. After waking up from the dream, he always Wanting to kill, the situation is getting worse, but it can still be controlled, at least, since the last time, it has not occurred during the day.

He was not convinced, and developed the habit of sleeping every night. Since he practiced, he often used meditation instead of rest, but since he was cursed, he didn't sleep well every day. He chose to sleep. He found that his will More and more determined, so he is not crazy, nor out of order.

He walked all the way, chanting the Supreme Purity Mantra in his mouth: The Great Dao is formless, giving birth to the heaven and the earth; the Dao is ruthless, moving the sun and the moon;Husband Taoist: There is clearness and turbidity, there is movement and stillness; the sky is clear and the earth is turbid, the sky is moving and the earth is still;What is clear is the source of turbidity, and what is moving is the base of stillness; if people can always be quiet, the world will return...

Mo Xian kept chanting the mantras, forming unconsciousness. Line by line of the scriptures appeared in his soul, and in the dark, it seemed that power was constantly blending in from the void to suppress the curse.

Mo Xian walked step by step like this. It is not that he has not thought of using supernatural powers, but if supernatural powers are used, his mantras will be interrupted. Mo Xian found that the Taishang Purification Mantra is effective, and may not be able to eradicate the curse, but But it can delay the curse.

Not only one day, he came to Luoshan, looking at the familiar mountain, there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes, here gave him too many painful memories, but also gave him rare warm memories, especially after he fell into Yingzui cliff, Rescued by Sister Luyi.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards Eagle's Mouth Cliff, he wanted to see if his residence was still there.

The mountain road was steep all the way, and Mo Xian went up to Yingzui Cliff, and saw from a distance that his thatched hut was still there, but it was deserted.

He came to the thatched cottage step by step. The thatched cottage was already dilapidated, and weeds had grown all over the hillside, and there was no human voice.

He pushed open the door of the thatched hut, and with a creak, a group of unknown wild birds flew out from the damaged roof. The door opened, and a mildew smell rushed over. The old days cannot be left behind, Mo Xian Standing at the door, with a long sigh, he turned and walked towards the cliff.

He was knocked off a cliff last time. When he woke up, he saw the Luyi sisters. He heard them say that he fell into the river, so he believed it. Now that he thinks about it, it’s impossible. It must be them. She rescued herself. The two of them are mountain elves, so they naturally have a way to save themselves.

Thinking of this, he took a step forward, he was already in the void, he is now a monk, in the air, he did not fall, he took a look, he could not see the bottom of the abyss, there were several protrusions on the cliff, and there were small growths growing on it. Trees, clouds rising from below.

Mo Xian's body descended slowly, and clouds and mist continued to pass by him. If anyone saw him, they would only think he was a fairy.

After passing through a layer of cloud and mist, Mo Xian saw the ground, as expected, the ground was empty, a small building was in front of him, and there were still a few houses, but they were all damaged, and the sword was clearly visible trace.

The so-called Hujia Village is just an excuse for Luyi. It is very hidden here, and I am afraid that a formation has been arranged. Beside the ruined wall, a small stream flows by. It is not a big river at all. The small stream is surprisingly shallow. Impossible to survive.

Mo Xian looked up at the sky. What he saw that day was completely different. Needless to say, it was an illusion that changed the local landscape.

Mo Xian looked at the small building he was familiar with. He was recuperating here that day. He hadn't cultivated yet, so he couldn't see any flaws. He stepped into the building. The building was already in a mess, and the broken bronze mirror on the dressing table had already rusted away. Moban, but on the window sill, a plate of flame orchids was not dead, and the window was long gone. The flame orchids probably survived because of the wind and rain outside the window, some rain.

But the flame orchid is already very thin, and some leaves are even turning yellow. Mo Xian looked at the flame orchid, as if seeing the beautiful scenery of the day, with green paper and red gauze.

He sighed, took the flame orchid in his hand, walked out the door, planted it, and used the art of imperialism to attract the stream for irrigation. What he did was just a kind of nostalgia. In the blink of an eye, only Flame Orchid is still tenaciously alive, and the old Yiren are gone.

Mo Xian stood in the old village, the laughter of those old people and children was still in his ears, but in a blink of an eye, the village was in ruins, and he knew that those children and old people must be the old fox in the mountains.

But they were happy and happy, but they encountered such a catastrophe. The way of heaven is far away, and Mo Xian didn't know why.

Just when he was obsessed with the past, he heard footsteps. His ears are so sharp now, and his ears are opened. Although he is far from the achievement of the Buddha's Tianertong, it is better than the specially trained ears of martial arts masters. a lot.

Three people came, as if they were wary of each other. From their footsteps, they had martial arts. In Luoshan, three people appeared, armed with martial arts, who were still wary of others. Mo Xian was very familiar with this situation. Yes, this is the case with the killers in the Temple of Yama.

Mo Xian's body moved slightly, his movement was mysterious, although his body was in the local area, he restrained everything, even if people didn't pay attention, they would ignore him.

The three of them approached. Although they all had martial arts, they still couldn't find Mo Xian standing there.

"Smart ghost, you invite us to come here, and if you have anything to say, just say it."

"We are one who doesn't believe in the other, Shadowless Ghost, do you know why the Explosive Ghost betrayed Yama in the first place?"

"What's so strange about this, it's so difficult that you never thought about betraying Yama, I don't think you dare!"

"Yes, I don't dare. There are rules in the organization. After 20 years of service, you can withdraw from the Hall of Yama with honor. However, you have seen a person quit the Hall of Yama, except for Mo Xian who successfully escaped."

"Successfully escaped, are you joking? So far, the organization's killing order has not been revoked. He just escaped temporarily. Do you know Mo Xian's secret?"

"I got it by accident. Mo Xian didn't betray Yan Luodian, but Yan Luodian used him to assassinate Bai Liming. Although he was unsuccessful, it was the old monk Zhitong who shot him. Mo Xian escaped successfully, but Yan Luodian took the opportunity to assassinate Bai Liming. Kill me."

"how is this possible?"

"It's true. Mo Xian is good at preserving himself. He failed in many assassinations, but he escaped miraculously. He is the first person who is expected to meet the honorable exit of the organization. Therefore, the organization has laid a poisonous hand and sent your predecessor I fought with two other masters to kill Mo Xian, but Mo Xian managed to escape, so instead of pinning your hopes on the organization, it is better to find a way by yourself."

The two didn't speak, and the clever ghost threw out another message: "Do you know how Mo Xian escaped?"

Without waiting for the two to answer, he said triumphantly, "Because Mo Xian has obtained an inheritance from the immortal family, but this inheritance is in two places where Mo Xian is hiding!"

(End of this chapter)