MTL - As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills-Chapter 212 Holy Path

  Chapter 212 Holy Dao Terrace

   "Is she not human?"

  Jiang Ming was a little confused by Hei Jian's sudden and somewhat curse-like words, and was shocked.

   This slim little girl is not a human being... Then what is the existence that I chatted with myself for a long time?

  Jiang Ming believes that his spiritual sense is extremely keen, and the super-sensitivity he cultivated from the mortal world is far superior to that of his peers. No one under the same rank can escape his detection.

  Before, he used his divine sense to investigate this little girl, and found nothing unusual. She was clearly a girl genius in the early stage of foundation establishment, and she was full of vitality and pure and powerful spiritual power. She was the most typical genius of the cultivating sect...

  Jiang Ming was startled suddenly, and realized something was wrong in his heart. Perfection without any flaws is the most abnormal.

And this innocent and agile little girl in front of me seems to be like this, her whole body is full of spiritual power, her skills flow through her meridians, she is perfect with almost no flaws, her cultivation level is neither high nor low, in this black stone ruins It's not eye-catching, and it's easy to overlook...

However, even top geniuses like Qiyue and Li Qianya do not have such perfection in their bodies. As long as they are monks, they will always be injured and have various flaws in the process of cultivation. Several times, it is difficult to make up for these flaws...

   "It seems that the old and the young are really not simple..." Jiang Ming whispered in his heart, recalling the conversation with the master and apprentice after they met.

   "The old man's name is Yang Changshan, and this is my youngest disciple, Zhu An'an... I brought her here to compete for this opportunity to cure her of a terminal illness..."

   "Even if the hope is not great, I still have to fight for a chance. Although I, a monk of the Ghost Sect, keep a low profile, I never shrink back from what I should do..."

   This was on the road, Jiang Ming talked with the two, and heard what the old man of the Ghost Sect said. At that time, Jiang Ming praised the two for their monastic character.

  But now Hei Jian suddenly said that this little girl named Zhu Anan is not human...

  Suddenly, Jiang Ming thought of another thing. If this Zhu An'an is not a human being, then what about the old man beside her? As Zhu An'an's master, is he also a strange existence?

  Recalling the weird forest he passed by just now, and the two people he met suddenly, Jiang Ming suddenly felt a little chilly in his body...

  Are these two people really ghost monks?

   "Brother Jian, what did you see?" After Jiang Ming was shocked, he still hurriedly asked the old fritter in secret.

   "She is full of vitality, but... she has no soul!"

Hei Jian was also a little surprised and said: "Although there seems to be some secret treasure on her body, she exudes a spirit of spirit, but it obviously does not belong to her. The body and spirit are the yin and yang of a person or a demon, and the two are indispensable... And this girl, although Smart and well-behaved, but she doesn't have any spirit aura on her body, it seems that this physical body is just an empty shell!"

   "It's not a human, nor a demon. It lacks a soul...but it has flesh and blood, and has a clear consciousness and wisdom. Tsk tsk, it is indeed a new era, and such a creature was born..."

  Hei Jian said, his tone seemed to contain a hint of envy and excitement, as if thinking of his own situation...

   "What?" Jiang Ming didn't notice its excitement, but was a little startled, and then quickly expressed his guess: "Is it a ghost... Isn't the Ghost Sect best at raising ghosts?"

  Although he has traveled so far and has not seen what a ghost looks like, but as a group viewer, it does not prevent him from diverging his thinking.

   "Of course not, what is a ghost, it's just a lonely soul... This little girl doesn't even have the slightest sense of being a ghost, and she doesn't even have the qualifications to be a ghost!" Hei Jian immediately retorted.

  Then it was silent for a moment, and continued: "But brother, don't panic. Although this girl has a weird breath, her strength should be only around Foundation Establishment...it won't cause any danger."

  Jiang Ming is speechless, with an unknown creature by his side, who can not panic?

   Immediately afterwards, he quickly asked again: "What about Yang Changshan? He..."

"A person, a person half buried in the ground, can't live more than ten years!" Hei Jian said immediately: "However, this person's aura seems to be a little erratic and gloomy. Only strange people who deal with ghosts will practice this kind of exercise."

"I really don't understand why, the speed of practicing some kind of ghost art is not necessarily very fast, and you even make yourself into a person who is neither human nor ghost. I met this kind of person in the last century..." Hei The sword is still muttering.

   "That's good..." Jiang Ming automatically blocked this guy's thoughts, and heaved a sigh of relief for no reason.

   "Zhang Daoyou, Zhang Daoyou?" A voice suddenly came from beside his ear, and Jiang Ming quickly came back to his senses, and immediately saw Yang Changshan looking at him.

  Zhu An'an also looked concerned, and said worriedly: "Big Brother, has your injury recurred?"

   "No... just thinking about something!" Jiang Ming smiled calmly.

He looked at the two masters and apprentices who looked concerned, and said in his heart: "No matter what their origins are, since they have shown their foundation building skills and appeared in this area, it means that the two masters and apprentices also have to follow the rules of this black stone ruins. the rule of…"

"Besides, the two of them didn't show any evil intentions along the way, and Zhu An'an even did him a small favor at the beginning, otherwise he would have to go through a bone-piercing pain to get out of the strange forest with his injured body ..."

  Jiang Ming calmed down and gradually calmed down: "Since this is the case, then there is nothing to be afraid of. As long as there is no trouble between the two of them, it has nothing to do with me."

  In just a short moment, he also figured it out. This world of cultivating immortals is so big, there are countless strange places, and no one can recognize the types of creatures born. It is nothing to meet someone who is beyond his cognition.

   "It can be regarded as an interesting experience in a long life..." Jiang Ming smiled in his heart, and after changing his mentality, he even became a little interested in this strange little girl.

"Crossing a deep glacier valley in front, we should reach that place of opportunity!" Yang Changshan said to Jiang Ming: "But judging from the concentration of the surrounding aura, that place has not yet been opened... We can rest here for two days, It’s not too late to go quietly.”

   "Zhang Daoyou can also take this opportunity to recover from his injuries..."

   "That's good!" Jiang Ming nodded. He didn't have the idea of ​​being number one in the world and rushing to crush the enemies. He was quite satisfied with Yang Changshan's plan, and making a fortune in a low-key way is the right way.

   After a while, the three found a cliff, dug out a cave, and took a rest here temporarily.

  …

  Late at night, Zhu An'an was practicing with his eyes closed deep in the cave, while Jiang Ming and Yang Changshan were sitting by a campfire, chatting casually.

   "Yang Daoyou seems to be somewhat familiar with this opportunity?" Jiang Ming smiled.

  During the day, Yang Changshan spoke clearly and logically about all kinds of information about this chance place, but he didn't look like someone who came here for the first time to seek chance to cure terminal illness.

  Yang Changshan was stunned, and then smiled wryly: "You Zhang Daoyou looks young, but his thoughts are meticulous... Yes, I can say that I am very familiar with this place!"

   "120 years ago, I arrived here for the first time... 60 years ago was the second time... It's a pity that my strength is too weak, and I didn't get any opportunities when I came here twice!"

  Yang Changshan said with a self-deprecating smile: "I am in the sect, and my talent is only in the middle and upper reaches. After more than two hundred years, I can be regarded as reaching the peak of foundation building...It's a pity that there is no hope of forming an alchemy in this life."

   "It's just that there is still a little apprentice who can't let go, otherwise, how could I enter this place for the third time..." Yang Changshan glanced at the depths of the cave, Zhu An'an, who was practicing seriously, showed a gentle look on his face.

  Jiang Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he felt that Yang Changshan's expression at this time did not seem to be fake, otherwise his acting skills were too superb, and he almost surpassed himself.

He wanted to ask Zhu An'an what the terminal illness was, but he still didn't ask the question, the other party used secret treasures to cover up Zhu An'an's aura, obviously he didn't want outsiders to know the details of Zhu An'an, if he asked rashly, it would be a bit impolite up.

  Just act like you don’t know about it...

   Immediately, Jiang Ming stopped asking too much about this matter, and talked with Yang Changshan about the way of cultivating immortals, exchanging their own cultivation experience and some insights and so on.

Although Jiang Ming doesn't like Yang Changshan's strength, but the other party is from Xiuxiandongtian after all, he has lived for more than 200 years, and he must have seen and heard much more than Jiang Ming, who has lived in various places for more than 200 years. …

  However, along the way, Jiang Ming crowdfunded a lot of immortal cultivation classics and various scriptures and spells, and exchanged them with Yang Changshan without hesitation, but he didn't take much advantage of the other party.

  Finally, Yang Changshan even showed some spells of the Ghost Sect and taught them to Jiang Ming. It was not a peerless secret, but it also benefited Jiang Ming a lot.

"It is widely rumored that the monks of the Ghost Sect are obedient and lonely, and the place where they pass is full of ghosts and fog, making people afraid..." Jiang Ming said with a smile: "I didn't expect to see the monks of the Guizong for the first time. completely different."

  Yang Changshan was not surprised, showing an inexplicable smile: "Humans and ghosts are divided between life and death. Everyone in the world is afraid of death. Naturally, they are also afraid of the existence of so-called ghosts and spirits, and regard them as unknown..."

   "But who knows, the unknown existence that makes many people fear may, in the eyes of others, be someone they yearn for and want to see."

   "If we can meet again, it doesn't matter if it's a human or a ghost?"

  Jiang Ming was stunned, and then quickly understood what he meant, but this kind of concept is a bit novel.

His thoughts spread, and he slowly said along Yang Changshan's train of thought: "Then according to Yang Daoyou, the way of cultivating ghosts and spirits is to raise ghosts and refine ghosts. The people of the night dream, re-embody? Is it equivalent to making them live again?"

Yang Changshan smiled and did not deny it: "Many monks who joined the Ghost Sect actually had a bright enough future, but for some people, they resolutely destroyed their Dao foundation and re-cultivated the Ghost Sect... Maybe they Many of them are indeed withdrawn and unlovable, but they are by no means the most vicious people..."

   "The idea of ​​my Ghost Sect has never been to bring harm to one side, but to seek peace of mind."

  Jiang Ming raised his eyebrows, he has become more knowledgeable today.

But then he said with a smile that was not a smile: "Although your philosophy is good, the way of cultivating ghosts is not the orthodox immortal way after all, but a different way with the help of ghosts and spirits. Your sect is really as the Taoist said. Fame, I'm afraid it won't be so scary..."

  Although the Ghost Sect keeps a low profile in the world of cultivating immortals, Jiang Ming heard news about this sect several times when he was in Xiaoqianshan.

According to Yang Changshan's narration, the cultivation method of Ghost Spirit Sect is based on sacrificing and accumulating ghost spirits. It is almost inevitable that one's life will nurture ghosts...

Hearing this, Yang Changshan also sighed with dark eyes: "There is no right or wrong in the law, but there are people. It is true that as fellow Taoists have said, some people in the Ghost Sect have different ideas of cultivation. A lot of murders..."

   "If you meet my Ghost Sect cultivator in Xianyuandi in a few days, fellow Daoist Zhang, please don't take it lightly!"

  Jiang Ming raised his eyelids, Yang Changshan actually spoke out such secrets about the Ghost Sect so bluntly, it seems that this rumored low-key sect is also full of troubles.

  However, he didn't bother to ask about other people's family affairs, and after a few chats, he just let it go...

  …

  Three days later, the spiritual power between the heaven and the earth suddenly became more and more disordered. In the sky, we could even see faint streamers of light, like haze, converging towards the depths of the snow valley.

   "Fate of Immortals, it's about to open!"

  The three of Jiang Ming set off immediately without hesitation.

In three days, the sword wounds in Jiang Ming's body had been swallowed up by the mysterious seeds, leaving only some stubborn people with the sharpest and most terrifying sword intents, who were still stubbornly resisting. , has not had much impact.

  After crossing a glacier that existed for an unknown number of years, Jiang Ming finally saw the final destination of the trip.

  In front of the sky, the haze gathered on the sky, and various rays of light collided and shot out, bursting into gorgeous rainbow light.

"Sure enough, it's the end of the foundation building area, and it's almost bordering on the alchemy area..." Jiang Ming looked at the sky above, and there was another flame in the depths of the light, which contained a pressure far beyond this place, obviously belonging to the area of ​​knot formation. Dan area.

  Under the gorgeous haze, a vast river filled with cold mist rushes forward, mighty and mighty, even if they are far away, they can still hear the sound like thunder.

   "That is the Guanghan River. It is rumored that ten thousand years ago it was a first-class spectacle in the world of cultivating immortals, but in the end it was moved into his holy land of cultivating immortals by a saint with great power..." Yang Changshan introduced.

  Jiang Ming said softly: "Thousands of years have passed in a hurry. The ancients have never seen the Guanghan River today, but the Guanghan River today has carried the eyes of the ancients..."

  Boom~

On the other side of the Guanghan River, on a majestic peak that soars into the clouds, thousands of rays of light hang down, like a waterfall falling from the nine heavens, containing extremely pure aura and vitality, making people feel alive all year round. On both sides of the frozen Guanghan River, there are patches of plants and flowers, full of spring.

   "Let's go, Holy Dao Platform, it's open..."

  (end of this chapter)