Practice begins with a fisherman

"Zhao Daoyou has a good mouth, but it took a hundred years to refine Zhiling Dan and Canghai Sword, and took half of my chance. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?" Liu Liang's tone was still Endless annoyance and resentment.

"Treasures are virtuous. If the two fellow Taoists continue to entangle, I'm afraid it will be unfavorable for both of you and me. The matter has come to this point, so why bother to push each other? Is it true that someone Zhao is Yi? Can't you bully someone?" Compared to before, his mouth was full of malice and anger at this time.

If it wasn't for worrying about Wan'er's physical condition in Peilingmen, Zhao Shoushou would definitely not be willing to negotiate peace here, this is not his character.

Of course, everything still needs to be guaranteed by the sharp sword in hand and the strength of the whole body. It is far from enough if some means cannot be used as a deterrent.

Two fifth-order flying swords are naturally the best means for him to display his will, especially when the other Zhao Yang obviously has a slight retreat, he can use his methods and changes with more confidence. The flying sword with a handle twisted and danced, and the dense sword light immediately surrounded it.

Chapter 998 Wan'er's Waiting and Sitting ([-])

After the previous series of mutual tentative attacks between the two sides, after Zhao Yang had a certain understanding of his real strength in the middle stage of the transformation of the gods, the intention to retreat in his heart was more obvious than ever. It's only one or two out of ten.

If it weren't for Liu Liang's not-so-weak combat power and the little bit of greed left in his heart, he might have already evacuated early, and he wouldn't have rashly fought against a mid-stage cultivator.

In addition to the superficial difference in strength between the middle stage of transformation and the early stage of transformation, the former still has the possibility of being promoted to the late stage, facing the catastrophe, and ascending to the spirit world.

On the contrary, for Wang Liang and Zhao Yang, if they have not broken through the bottleneck and successfully promoted, no matter how they polish their cultivation, there is an upper limit after all, and there is a high probability that their future achievements will stop here.

"Since Fellow Daoist is not willing to evacuate, Mr. Zhao can only use some means, Po!" He yelled sharply, and the Canghai Sword, which had never shown its own means, turned into a water-blue Changhong. It flew across the air and landed firmly on his right arm.

Although the injury was not too serious after the monk's dodge, the meaning of vigilance is still quite obvious.

From Zhao Shoushou's eyes, it can be seen that his patience has reached a limit. If the entanglement continues, the real battle of life and death will be ushered in. Far from being comparable to the current situation, it is completely The distance between life and death.

"Since Fellow Daoist has already refined it, there is no real meaning for me to continue entanglement, so I will evacuate first today." It seemed that Zhao Yang, who had long been determined to evacuate, did not continue to entangle, and immediately evacuated. It turned into a streak of light and disappeared without a trace.

In fact, after losing the two treasures as a link, the relationship between Liu Liang and Zhao Yang was not enthusiastic at all, and there was no need to ask each other for their opinions.

"Zhuzi can't be in the company, Zhuzi can't be in the company." Liu Liang, who was quite a bit of sitting wax, was very helpless, with a trace of atmosphere and helplessness on his face.

The matter has come to this point, of course he understands that there is no room for redemption. If the two monks at the early stage of transforming gods join hands, there is still a possibility of a high level of competition between the two sides. In a one-on-one battle, this so-called comeback is obvious. It is impossible to achieve.

After a stick of incense, Liu Liang left two not-so-shallow wounds on his body again, and finally turned into a streak of light and chose to retreat, not to continue entanglement.

Regarding this choice, Zhao Shoushou did not pursue it to any extent. This result is undoubtedly the best. After all, this matter was caused by him.

What's more, according to his speculation, Wan'er's remaining lifespan is running out at this time, and it is obviously not possible to hunt and kill a monk in the early stage of transformation.

Every minute and every second at this time is precious to him and Wan'er, and the time they can spend together is getting less and less.

"Wan'er, you need to leave at least ten years of life as the ultimate power to protect. This cause and effect can be regarded as a thorough understanding today." Looking at the back of Liu Liang's disappearance, Zhao Shoushou said calmly, and then turned his head. It turned into a ray of light and quickly returned to the cave.

Ten years is not enough time. Under normal circumstances, a monk in the middle and late stage of Nascent Soul will leave at least 30 years of life. Some people are interested in avoiding the pain of reincarnation and looking for some opportunities in the underworld to serve as ghost messengers. A good monk will even leave a lifespan of about a hundred years for trading.

According to some speculations in some jade slips, whether true or false, ten years of longevity is just enough to meet the basic requirements of a monk's normal reincarnation and rebirth.

"My husband is back. This is the spiritual wine specially prepared by Wan'er. You and I haven't drank it for a long time. How about drinking it today?" The cave is full of familiar and warm people from memory. In the smell of fireworks, the white-clothed Keren held a custom-made jug in his hand, all of which were spirit wine collected over hundreds of years.

"Is everything okay with Wan'er?" The thousands of words in my heart finally turned into this one sentence, and the deep affection in it cannot be described in words.

"Of course Wan'er will be fine. The Nascent Soul's mid-stage cultivation has already been performed beyond normal, and you don't need to worry about me." Apart from a faint smile on Wan'er's face, there is also a trace of mischievousness when the two met in the imperial garden. The expression made him fall into the memory of the past and couldn't extricate himself.

"Husband, husband, what are you thinking about? But you are worried about Wan'er's life." Seeing the details, this is the unique tacit understanding between the two.

"The matter has come to this point, and as a husband, I have no strength to return to heaven. It's a pity that I can't be with Wan'er." Zhao Shoushou didn't have any other emotions in his heart except reluctance.

"Husband, don't talk about these heart-wrenching topics, it's better to accompany me to eat some spiritual wine and spiritual food."

Soon, in the slightly bitter happiness of the two of them, time passed little by little, and this time Zhao Shoushou did not leave again.

The two of them are like a real mortal couple, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, admiring different scenery every day can be regarded as making up for previous regrets.

Apart from the two of them, only Zhao Ying'er in the entire Peiling Sect was qualified to visit here occasionally, but this small cave mansion turned into a special and independent existence like a small world at this moment.

In fact, based on his current cultivation base, except for a few late-stage soul-transformers, there is no monk who can break the prohibition.

What worries him the most is that he can clearly feel the vitality of Wan'er passing away every day, and this speed is getting faster and faster. In the face of the reincarnation of life and death, he has no room to intervene, and can only take some ineffective measures in vain. The means are nothing more than that.

Of course, Zhao Shoushou, as a qualified mid-stage cultivator of the transformation of gods, is a genuine existence in the entire cultivation world, so naturally he will not stand still.

Even if she can't prolong her life in this life, she still needs to lay a good foundation for her next life. She will not hesitate to use her blood and mana as the medium to create a soul-protecting seal at a special price.

According to the records in some jade slips, the souls of monks who have the protection of the soul seal will not suffer too much exploitation on the road of reincarnation and rebirth, which can guarantee the integrity of their souls to a certain extent.

Of course, Zhao Shoushou was not clear about the specific effects, and there was no detailed description in the jade slips. Even so, he was still determined to implement it.

Spring goes by and autumn comes, time goes by, year after year just like this quietly passes away when the two are enjoying a happy life, twenty years of time are just fleeting, with the passage of time, Wan'er will never die. The beautiful face is not obviously old, but the decayed aura is becoming more and more obvious, obviously it can't wait any longer.

Chapter 999 Wan'er's Waiting and Sitting ([-])

"My husband's time is running out, Wan'er can't continue to accompany you, it's time to go." The two of them finished their last meal that day, Wan'er said lightly, but the reluctance and sadness in her tone were hard to bear. To avoid it, both of them are psychologically prepared for the arrival of this day.

It's just that when it really comes, it can be clearly known that all the preparations are like a piece of pale paper, unable to play any role.

"Was Wan'er ever afraid? Did she ever fully prepare herself mentally for facing loneliness along the way?" Zhao Shoushou didn't stop her, but instead asked a question that worried her the most and never let go of it.

It can be said that Wan'er has enjoyed all the glory and wealth in her life. Since she was born, as the emperor and daughter of Huang Mingguo, she has all kinds of basic equipment.

After marrying him, as the first wife of the Supreme Elder of Peilingmen, in the later period, she accumulated a lot of money and successfully condensed the Nascent Soul. A monk husband who has a long journey to immortality as a support, and has never suffered any grievances.

Only when facing the reincarnation of death, he is completely powerless, and there is only one person walking alone on this road, and he needs to go through many tests.

"Husband, don't worry, Wan'er has been in control of Peilingmen for thousands of years. She doesn't lack some experience, and she is not as weak as she imagined." At this point, a rare but quite firm look appeared on her face.

In fact, from this point of view, he has a little too much to worry about. As a qualified middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, even with the help he can provide, he still needs to overcome countless difficulties and obstacles. Is it a weak woman?

In the eyes of others in the comprehension world, Wan'er should be a heroic and decisive Nascent Soul middle-stage female cultivator. Only when the two of them are alone can they become such a little girl.

"There are not many ways to be a husband in the face of life and death, but these days are not without gains. I specially sacrificed a soul protection seal, which can provide some simple assistance along the way." No matter how reluctant I was, at this time Can only do my best to provide some help.

"A cultivator at the transformation stage can only sacrifice once in his life, and it is at the cost of his own mana and blood, why should my husband do this?" Wan'er, who has read countless classics about the function and importance of the soul seal, naturally It is also clear, and the difficulties and costs are naturally clear.

Every monk will have more or less worries at the last moment of his life, and will do some preparation work as much as possible to avoid unnecessary troubles.

"You and I will be together for the rest of our lives. This soul protection seal is naturally for you, and it can only be sacrificed for you. No matter what the price is, it will definitely be carried out." Zhao Shoushou Guoguo responded without any hesitation.

"Thank you, husband, but Wan'er has limited aptitude and failed to break through to become a god, so she will not be able to continue to be with her husband in the future." The tone in it made people feel distressed.

"If someone ascends to the spiritual world and becomes one of the great supernatural beings in the future, he will definitely find him back in the future." This kind of thing is destined to be impossible to achieve in a short time.

Once it comes to the reincarnation of life and death, it is a game between the heavens and the Dao, and it cannot be interfered by human beings at all. This is just a comfort.

What's more, if a monk's soul does not hold some official positions in the underworld, it is impossible to stay for a long time. With Wan'er's cultivation base and aptitude, it is not easy to hold some official positions in the underworld. The recognition of the underworld, becoming one of them, can also be regarded as successfully exempting from the suffering of reincarnation, another level of longevity.

The appointment of some underworld officials does not depend on the will of a certain underworld official. Only with the approval of the essence of the underworld can one become a member of it.

There is no doubt that this condition is very harsh, unless there is an outstanding performance in terms of cultivation, aptitude, morality, etc., the lowest threshold of cultivation is to transform into a god.

Analyzing from these aspects, Wan'er did not meet the standard in any point, so what awaited her could only be reincarnation.

In the underworld, monks in the stage of transformation can hold some roughly similar positions, such as bull-headed horse-faced or the head of a hell prison, and the soul-protecting seal they sacrificed can naturally have some effect.

"Then Wan'er waited wholeheartedly, hoping that my husband can break through the many obstacles as soon as possible." Wan'er did not expose this white lie, but instead showed expectant eyes like a girl who didn't understand anything.

This meal can be said to be the last meal for the two of them. The intertwined emotions and reluctance between the eyes have been entangled with each other, but time will not stop because of this. Half an hour later, Wan'er is as usual Similarly, clean up all the items in the cave.

During this process, she didn't use any magic power, just like an ordinary mortal woman, she wanted to leave a pure and beautiful memory for the two of them.

"Husband, the time is up, Wan'er should go." You can clearly feel the vitality of Wan'er's body, and the remaining lifespan is less than ten years.

In fact, according to the normal situation, her life energy has been exhausted long ago, and the remaining life energy is basically supported by the life-prolonging elixir that was refined before.

"Since the time has come, my husband will naturally not delay any longer, and first let me plant a soul-protecting seal for you." Zhao Shoushou suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

"Husband, wouldn't it be good to save the soul seal for Ying Er in the future?" Wan Er still subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"This soul-protecting seal has been sacrificially refined. It is specially refined for you, and it can only be used for you. With Yinger, my husband will naturally do his best to help her advance to become a god." Zhao Shoushou's refusal has always been decisive. powerful.

After feeling his affection, Wan'er will naturally not continue to refuse blindly, after all, the soul-protecting seal will also be of great help to her upcoming journey.

"On the road to the underworld, ghosts and gods help each other. Wan'er is the beloved wife of Zhao Shoushou, a cultivator in the mid-stage of transformation. Please help all the ghosts and gods, and take the breath of the soul seal as proof. You can ask Zhao Shoushou for help once in the future. The seal of protecting the soul will be completed." With a loud shout, a water-blue gossip penetrated the body and directly acted on Wan'er's soul.

The soul-protecting seal is also divided into grades, which can be distinguished by the language that the monks sacrificed when the soul-protecting seal was formed. It can be roughly divided into three levels. There is no doubt that the soul-protecting seal sacrificed by Zhao Shoushou must be the highest level , is also welcomed by some big and small ghosts and gods, that is, to exchange rewards for help.

A monk needs to go through ten tests, big and small, from the time he sits down until he successfully enters the cycle of reincarnation. This means that he needs to owe ten favors to ghosts and gods, and he will have to pay them back one by one in the future. .

Chapter 1000

These ghosts and gods were almost all existences in the stage of transformation into gods, and the affection they demanded was naturally of great value.

It can be seen from this that Zhao Shoushou will have to pay a considerable price for this soul-protecting seal in the future, and he will repay it in an uncertain time in the future. in a straight-line upward trend.

Although Wan'er has a certain understanding of the soul seal, but relying on these alone is far from enough, and she is not clear about the real changes and differences in it.

It's just that the moment the soul protection seal was successfully planted, her already weakened soul felt an unprecedented tamping.

"Husband, it's all Wan'er who has troubled you. In the future, I ask my husband to devote himself to practicing the Dao. Don't be affected by some foreign objects. I hope that my husband can solve the mystery of the Dao as soon as possible, and survive the thunderstorm and ascend to the spiritual realm." World" This is Wan'er's most loyal blessing to him.

"You and I are one body, and we should have walked farther together on the road of practice, but because of our limited ability as a husband, we have suffered from reincarnation today, and today we can only send each other with this seal of protection. My beloved wife, go all the way "Okay" From the moment the soul protection seal was planted, there was no room for redemption here.

With the effect of the soul-protecting seal, Wan'er's physical body has soon reached the verge of collapse. Apart from the pain that can be seen on the delicate face, a wave rising into the sky appears on the head, which is exactly The fruits of practice over the years will all be returned to heaven and the world in the purest and most primitive state before sitting today.

Every time a wave appears and disappears, Wan'er's body will become a little bit blurred, until all the essence disappears, and only the part with the last ten years of Shouyuan power as the core will be left. Escort her to the underworld to reincarnate.

If there is a low-ranking monk here, before an elder dies, he can also take this opportunity to practice. It is equivalent to a special kind of inheritance, which is completely unnecessary for her, and Zhao Shoushou will not allow it.

Zhao Shoushou had watched Pei Yicai sit down many years ago, and he was not too unfamiliar with the whole process, but watching Wan'er walk again today is an unprecedented experience, and the pain like heart-piercing pain hits almost all the time all over his body.

In fact, this process did not last long, and the total time consumed by a monk at the Nascent Soul stage was only about a cup of tea.

Only for those who are close relatives will it feel so long, when the last wave rises into the sky and disappears between the sky and the earth.

Wan'er suddenly opened her eyes and nodded towards his position, as if she wanted to explain something, but her body turned into a little bit of starlight and completely disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Perhaps because of the soul-protecting seal as a medium, Zhao Shoushou could clearly feel the existence of her soul, as well as a little connection between the two parties that might be broken at any time.

"The gate of hell is open, and the bull's head and horse's face are coming. Since you have already sat down, why bother to stay in the world? Humans and ghosts have different paths, so I invite fellow Taoists to express our condolences." A bull's head and a horse's face appeared.

And when they appeared, they bowed their hands to Zhao Shoushou one after another, sent Wan'er into reincarnation one after another, and took a piece from the soul protection seal the moment the gate of the underworld opened.

Under normal circumstances, after the monks sit down, they need to consume a certain amount of strength to rely on their own instincts to break through the gate of the underworld. There is no doubt that this will consume a lot of the remaining power of the monk's soul. appears, this part can be saved.

The bull head and horse face is just a position in the underworld, and it only performs the same half, the same duties, but the number of creatures dying every day is too many, and it will only appear in some special circumstances.

This time they were willing to appear, they must have been attracted by the soul seal, the trace of breath taken from it at the last moment is the most powerful proof.

If there is a need in the future, you can come to ask for help at the price of this breath. As long as it is within his ability, he will not refuse under normal circumstances.

The meaning of Zhao Shoushou's refinement of the soul-protecting seal is precisely here. Compared with a weak soul wandering aimlessly on Huangquan Road alone, it will save at least three points of strength, and it will be of some benefit for entering the reincarnation in the future of.

At the very least, they have the bull's head and horse face to escort, and some wandering souls who have not yet met the conditions for reincarnation and rebirth in the underworld will not have the slightest overstepping and harassment.

After all, to these wandering souls, a newly reincarnated monk with a lot of power is as eye-catching as a delicious meat roll.

"Wan'er, have a good journey and a healthy journey. Zhao Shoushou promises everything. Please help all ghosts and gods." At the last moment, Zhao Shoushou shouted at the bull's head and horse face, and bowed deeply to express his seriousness.

The gate of the underworld will not always be open, and when the bullhead and horse show a smile and seem to nod their heads, their figures have completely disappeared, and Wan'er's breath has completely disappeared between the heaven and the earth at this moment, and she has truly left. , really left, and will never appear in front of him again, this is the truly irreversible parting of life and death between the two.

A long time after the gate of the underworld closed, Zhao Shoushou staggered and stood motionless on the spot as if he had lost his soul.

From the accidental meeting in Huang Mingguo's imperial garden at the beginning, to the thousand-year companionship before the final sitting, how can they be easily forgotten?

During the period, there were sweetness and controversy, and today all of them have become a thing of the past, the beauty has passed away, and only some memories are left in my mind.

"Last year and today, in this door, the peach blossoms on the human face are red. I don't know where the human face is going, but the peach blossoms are still smiling at the spring breeze." A sad poem can't help but blurt out.

The two have lived together in this cave for thousands of years, but with the passing of Wan'er, everything here will become a memory that belongs to the past alone, and will also become a permanent storage. Maybe in an unknown number of years, it will become The opportunity of another monk.

"Father, please give me condolences." Zhao Yinger appeared in the cave with a son and a daughter who did not know when. The pair of sons and daughters were the genius monks who had been recaptured in the Black Iron Fort by strong means. The condensed golden core is indeed a genius monk who has gained fame in Peilingmen in recent years.

Of course, in the past practice career, Zhao Shoushou has seen countless so-called geniuses, and only those who reach the end are the real winners. Too many panaceas lead to unstable foundation, which is fatal to monks.

Chapter 1001 Wan'er Sitting on the Sublimation of Dao Heart ([-])

A monk's practice qualifications may play an important and indispensable role when he first embarks on the road of practice, but as time goes by and his cultivation level improves, starting from the Nascent Soul stage, what is more important is a monk himself After accumulating, at the stage of transforming into gods, the aptitude is gradually reduced to a supporting role.

"Your mother has passed away. She should have given you some explanations before she was alive. In the future, she needs to draw a boundary with Peilingmen. After cleaning up, she can go to the new Lingshan to practice according to the jade slips." Zhao Shoushou ordered lightly. , but there is an irreversible will in the tone.

"The new Lingshan is certainly good, but your two grandsons have grown up in the sect since they were young, and they are unwilling to leave here. Please ask your father to learn from them," Zhao Yinger said on the sidelines.

"My sister and I grew up in the sect, please allow me to stay here." The two grandchildren, who have passed the age of [-], knelt on the ground and begged.

"Could it be to continue to refine a large number of low-quality elixir to destroy one's own cultivation qualifications? Or is it greedy for the promises of some so-called elders of the sect here?" Humph" Zhao Shoushou reprimanded him without leaving any sympathy.

He is very clear about the small strategies and careful thinking of some Nascent Soul monks in Peilingmen. With the current state of Peilingmen, if he loses his protection, let alone continue to improve the strength of the sect, I am afraid it will only be maintained. The current situation is quite difficult.

However, Zhao Shoushou was an outsider after all. He was already a Nascent Soul Stage monk when he joined Peilingmen, and his relationship with the sect was extremely limited. Especially obvious.

And with the improvement of cultivation base, not only could Peilingmen fail to provide some help within its capacity, but it was becoming a stumbling block for him.