The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Lan Tian has a natural spiritual sense and can see things that ordinary people cannot.

Practitioners can also do it through spiritual consciousness, but not as well as Lantian. Because spiritual consciousness is actually a kind of supernatural power, which relies on the support of powerful magic power. The stronger the magic power and the higher the state, the wider the extension of spiritual consciousness and the keener the spiritual sense.

But this has a disadvantage, that is, once the mana is exhausted, the spiritual consciousness and spiritual awareness will naturally fade away. For example, in Li Muchen's current state, the spiritual consciousness is very weak.

Or in the face of more powerful forces, spiritual consciousness can easily be blocked. For example, in the secret realm just now, facing the powerful aura of the real dragon, Lan Tian discovered Xuan Ming earlier than Li Muchen, although she didn't know it was a sword.

Lan Tian's spiritual awareness is innate. She has no cultivation and no magic power. It is completely natural and known from birth.

She said that if there was a ghost on Li Muchen, he must have seen something.

But Li Muchen didn't feel anything.

His consciousness was weak at this time, but it was not to the extent that he could not even notice that he was possessed by a ghost.

"What did you see?" Li Muchen asked.

Lan Tian said: "I saw two of you, one is black, like a ghost."

She suddenly pointed at Li Muchen's chest: "What is that?"

Li Muchen reached out and touched a piece of jade.

It was the remnant of the Heavenly Soul. After getting it from Li Zhai in the capital, he wore it.

This is something passed down from the ancestors of the Li family. Hu Yuntian sealed his mother's saintly devil's heart in this piece of jade, so this piece of jade has some kind of wonderful connection with the Li family and his mother.

Zhang Yanyan, who was possessed by the devil, said that Gong Lingyan was not dead and was imprisoned in the land of Jiuyou.

Li Muchen had a vague feeling that it might be true.

And this piece of residual jade from the Li family seems to hide many secrets. If it can be restored to its original appearance, many mysteries may be solved.

When Li Muchen held the jade on his chest, a strange feeling arose.

Some strange things are flowing in the body, and something sleeping in the blood seems to be waking up.

At this time, he was holding the Heavenly Soul Bi in his left hand and the Xuanming Sword in his right hand.

Lan Tian saw something like black mist flow from his left hand, through his body, and then spread from his right hand to the sword body.

Then, the sword lit up.

This light is not white, but black.

Although the sun has set in the west, it is not dark yet. This black light is so bright and dazzling in the twilight wilderness.

Lantian was a little panicked and didn't know what to do. She could only shout in a low voice: "Uncle! Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

But Li Muchen could no longer hear his voice.

His body fell into another kind of lethargy, and something awakened in his blood, with powerful power, enveloped his soul, and even his long-tested Taoist heart began to float.

The dusk fell, and everything in front of me gradually blurred and turned into a hazy white light.

This is a world of nothing.

Even I can't feel my own existence.

Everything has become nothing and no longer exists.

There is no other, no self, no Tao.

A cloud of black smoke rose from nowhere, floating in the void world.

Gradually, the black smoke twisted into a human shape, with no facial features or face, and it was impossible to distinguish his appearance, but Li Muchen seemed to think that it was him.

Then, a cloud of smoke flowed from his chest, fell into his hand, and turned into a sword.

The figure is still smoke, still twisted and illusory, only the sword is the tip of the pen, but it is also agile.

The man and the sword twisted together, changing into different postures, as if they were dancing.

Li Muchen was stunned.

He saw the meaning of the sword in this dance.

This was a set of swordsmanship that he had never seen before and could not even imagine.

Every sword strike is accompanied by extremely strong killing intent and killing intent.

He heard the man dancing his sword and chanting verses loudly:

"Kill! Kill those who are unkind and unjust!"

"Kill! Kill those who are unfaithful and unfilial!"

"Kill! Kill those who dress like beasts!"

"Kill! Kill those who are sanctimonious!"

……

Every time he chanted a sentence, he struck out with a sword.

Each sword carries extremely powerful murderous intent and the power to destroy everything.

"Kill! Anyone who rebels against me can be killed!"

"Kill! There is no one in the world who cannot be killed!"

……

The figures danced, and the murderous intent became stronger and stronger. It was so thick that it was almost impossible to dissipate, permeating the entire space. In the end, only murderous intent was left in the world, covering both the sword dancer and the sword.

The man is still singing:

“All things are created to nourish man, and man has nothing to repay to heaven.”

“A gentleman’s attire is more like that of an animal, and a person who is on the right path is even more hypocritical.”

"Emperors, generals and ministers are all like dogs, and the common people are not free."

"I am who I am every day, and I will kill all the people who defy heaven in the world!"

……

Listening to such singing, Li Muchen didn't feel anything wrong, nor did his blood boil. Instead, he felt calm and natural, as if everything was supposed to be like this, and he was supposed to do this.

The black smoke filled the air and the murderous intention was so strong that he could no longer see clearly the figure of the sword dancer. Even the chanting only had one word left:

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!..."

……

Lan Tian next to him was frightened.

She saw Li Muchen sitting there blankly, suddenly jumped up, waved the sword in his hand, his face became ferocious, and he shouted:

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!..."

Just like that, the last ray of light from the west receded, and the earth fell into darkness. He danced with his sword and shouted "kill", ferocious and hoarse.

In the night in Huangze, only the sound of "killing" echoed, not even the chirping of insects, as if they were frightened by the sound.

Lantian thought it was so scary, even scarier than a ghost.

In the dark night, she began to cry.

But Li Muchen seemed to be unable to see her, still dancing wildly there.

Li Muchen stopped when the first ray of sunshine in the east came out from the top of the mountain and covered the earth with golden color.

At this time, he was exhausted, fell to the ground with a plop, and passed out.

……

When Li Muchen woke up, there was a fire burning beside him.

Lantian was adding dry wood to the fire.

"Lantian..." Li Muchen called out.

"Uncle, you're awake!" Lan Tian smiled happily, revealing his two dimples.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Li Muchen asked.

"It must have been three days. The sun came up three times and set three times!"

As Lan Tian spoke, he pulled out two sweet potato-like things that were burnt black from the fire. Because they were hot, he rubbed them with his left hand and his right hand, and kept blowing them with his small mouth.

How a little girl managed to survive in the wilderness for three days and take care of an unconscious adult, Li Muchen didn't know how she did it.

"what is this?"

"This, I don't know what it's called. Grandpa made it for me to eat. Grandpa said he used to hunt in the mountains and often ate this when there was no prey."

Lan Tian peeled off the skin of one of them and handed it to Li Muchen.

This is the most fragrant smell Li Muchen has ever smelled, comparable to the aroma from the barbecue stall in his childhood.

He took it and took a bite. It was a bit astringent and not as glutinous as expected, but there was a hint of sweetness in the aftertaste.

Lan Tian also peeled one and ate it. While eating, he said: "Grandpa taught me a lot about living in the wild. What can be eaten and what cannot be eaten. But I know even if he doesn't teach me, because there is always a layer on the inedible things. The color of death.”

Li Muchen saw Lan Tian's bare feet and his shoes beside him and asked, "Why don't you wear shoes? Aren't your feet cold?"

Lan Tian picked up his shoes and said with a hint of shyness: "I couldn't find the tools to fetch water, so I used my shoes to go to the creek to fill the water. I have given it to you to drink several times." !”

After saying that, he chuckled.

Li Muchen saw the brilliant mountain flowers blooming on her face.

It was the most beautiful flower he had ever seen.