In that distant little black house

Zhang Jingmo's white clothes were stained with blood. He stood on the top of the mountain with a sword in his hand, looking calmly at the people behind him.

The person behind him was dressed in red clothes, with a wild smile, seeing Zhang Jingmo's desperate look, he laughed loudly and said: "The name of real Qingyuan seems to be not worthy of the name!"

Zhang Jingmo remained silent, but just looked down at the long sword in his hand.

This sword is a profound weapon refined by himself. There are only three profound weapons in the world, one in his hand, one destroyed by someone, and the last one is in the hands of the person opposite him .

Zhang Jingmo's cultivation base is now at a high level, and he is about to ascend to the fairy world.But the catastrophe in the mortal world is approaching, and the demons invade. If it is another cultivator, they will probably choose to abandon this continent and go to the fairy world to escape.

But Zhang Jingmo didn't. He didn't have righteousness in his heart, but the person in front of him had become his demon.If you don't get rid of it, I'm afraid you won't be able to pass the hurdle of ascending to cross the catastrophe.

The man seemed to have guessed that Zhang Jingmo was unable to fight any more, he laughed and said, "Elder Zhang, please!"

Zhang Jingmo clenched his sword slightly, his long black hair moved without wind, and said a word in a flat tone: "Please."

As soon as the please word was spoken, Zhang Jingmo turned into a blue light and rushed towards the man in red on the opposite side.The red-clothed man was good at melee combat, seeing Zhang Jingmo rushing over without fear of death, he thought he had lost his mind, so he didn't think much about it, and used magic weapons to fight Zhang Jingmo together.

But after a few breaths, the Chiyi suddenly realized what Zhang Jingmo was thinking, and he yelled that he was not good, so he wanted to run away, but it was too late to run away now.

A burst of intense blue light erupted from Zhang Jingmo's body, and as the seemingly gentle light spread, all living things around him seemed to be erased by the blue light.

The red-clothed man roared: "Zhang Jingmo, you actually blew your soul! Are you crazy?!" Then he let out a miserable cry.

A cultivator, if his body dies, can still be reincarnated, but if he blew his own soul, he would lose even the chance of reincarnation.However, with Zhang Jingmo's great ability, if he blew himself up, there might not be any living things on this cliff today.

Originally, the man in red was completely confident in capturing Zhang Jingmo alive, but now he was unable to protect himself, so he had no choice but to abandon his physical body and run away.

With the last bit of Zhang Jingmo's consciousness, he watched the man in red fleeing away. Seeing the red light go away, he sighed slightly in his heart, and then his consciousness dissipated on the cliff.

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Zhang Jingmo was not surprised when he opened his eyes again.

He looked at the alchemy furnace in front of him, calculated the time and said casually: "Get up the pill."

The boy who was waiting at the side said yes, and went to set up the alchemy furnace.

Zhang Jingmo glanced at the fire, and said, "Go and send some Taixu Huangquan Dan to Master Hong."

The boy made a promise again, and after taking the elixir, he drove away on a crane, looking at the direction he was going to Master Hong's cave.

Zhang Jingmo's expression was always calm, until after the boy left, there was a trace of ugliness on his face. He died again, this time at the hands of the man in red, and then - he came back to life.

He was reborn, reborn at the time when their Lingxu faction was the strongest, before the demons invaded.The formation protecting the entire continent has not yet collapsed.

Zhang Jingmo slowly took out a piece of bamboo slip from his arms. There were densely packed short lines neatly drawn on the bamboo slip. Zhang Jingmo glanced at it and counted that there were more than 120 lines.

More than 120 lines prove that he died more than 120 times...

Sensing that his mood was fluctuating, Zhang Jingmo had no choice but to stop recalling and recited the Duan Qingxin mantra.After calming down, Zhang Jingmo put the bamboo slip into his arms, then got up and walked out of the mansion, Teng Yun went to the mountain gate.

Zhang Jingmo's cultivation is not too high, but his status in the Lingxu Sect is not low, because almost all the precious pills in this Lingxu Sect pass through him, so whether it is the head of the sect or other elders , have to give him three points of comity.

It was very lively under the mountain gate today, with hundreds of children chirping and chirping very loudly. These children were no more than seven or eight years old at most, and the youngest was only three or four years old. Standing together, they would naturally cry and make noise.

These boys are all descendants from aristocratic families in the secular world, only a few were selected out of them because of their outstanding talents.Zhang Jingmo remembered that the man was the third son of the Lu family.

The selection process is not complicated, but it is by no means simple. First, the root bone is checked, and then the character is checked. If both of these are passed, the elders in the faction will make the selection.Those who are selected will be brought with them to be educated, those who cannot be selected will stay in the inner sect as a handyman, or be a registered disciple outside the sect.

Zhang Jingmo has formed alchemy for more than 40 years, and has only accepted two apprentices. Now he has gone out to practice. According to his peaceful mind, he did not want to accept any more apprentices when he was not in Yuanying, but he still came today, not only came Yes, and I'm going to pick someone to go back.

The elders in the faction didn't seem to expect to see Zhang Jingmo here, and they were a little surprised. Elder Yu, who has a good relationship with Zhang Jingmo, even said bluntly: "Jingmo, why are you willing to give up that mountain gate today?"

Zhang Jingmo glanced at his friend, and replied lightly: "Probably the opportunity has come."

Elder Yu said: "It's good that way, seeing that you've been living in the cave all day, you've turned white again."

He said this purely as a joke, Zhang Jingmo glanced at him indifferently, and a not-so-obvious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Elder Yu laughed, and was about to say something when Zhang Jingmo turned his attention to a boy in the field.

Elder Yu said: "What? Which one are you looking at?"

Zhang Jingmo said: "What do you think of that?" He pointed at it as he spoke.

Elder Yu looked in the direction Zhang Jingmo was pointing at, and saw a child standing silently in the middle of the arena, and he did not see him crying and making noise with other children, he just stood there quietly, looking a bit wooden Leng

Elder Yu looked at the child for a while, but frowned slightly: "This young child has a frown on his brow. Although he has a good foundation, if he doesn't teach him well, he will go astray... I'm afraid it will be disadvantageous to the elders."

Elder Yu's words were euphemistic, but Zhang Jingmo understood.

What is not good for the elders is that the child has the appearance of a lone star from the sky, restraining his father and mother, restraining his wife and son, but this person...has a great luck that Zhang Jingmo cannot envy.

Back then, Zhang Jingmo was entrusted by his old friend to accept this disciple, and taught him carefully, watching him grow up little by little, and eventually become a generation of powerful monks.

But how did he treat himself?Zhang Jingmo's originally calm face became slightly gloomy, and he could even be said to be angry, but the anger came and went quickly, and he regained his calm in a moment, and said, "Elder Yu said the same thing."

Elder Yu knew his good friend well, and also knew that although this good friend seemed kind, he was extremely stubborn. He sighed, and just said: "If you want it, go for it. In the Lingxu Sect, you will never What a mess."

Zhang Jingmo nodded slightly, and thanked Elder Yu.

Disciples are selected every year, but there are very few people who are actually selected by the elders of the Lingxu sect. Most of them are registered disciples outside the sect, and they have obtained superficial skills and spent their lives in such an ordinary way.

The rest of the elders usually came here, glanced at the audience, turned and left when they saw that they were not interested.Some didn't even come, obviously not interested in accepting apprentices.

Therefore, for more than 30 years, there are only three or four mortal disciples who have joined the Lingxu Sect.Among these three or four people, some elders were entrusted with their connections because of their extraordinary family backgrounds, and that's all for saving face.

The former Lu Guijiu existed like this.

After Zhang Jingmo had chosen someone, he took a name tag with Lu Guijiu's name engraved on it from the disciple in charge, and walked back to the cave.

Before leaving, the elder Yu made an appointment with Zhang Jingmo for half a month to have a drink in Qingxianxi, and Zhang Jingmo agreed.

Not long after Zhang Jingmo returned to the cave, the boy at the door came to report that the disciples selected by Zhang Jingmo had arrived.

Zhang Jingmo was opening the tripod at that time, and when he heard the three words "Lu Guijiu" from the little boy's mouth, he paused.After this meal, all the potions of pills were useless.

The boy was taken aback when he saw this, and then shivering, he knelt down on the ground and begged Zhang Jingmo for forgiveness.

Zhang Jingmo waved his hand casually, signaling him to go down.Seeing that Zhang Jingmo didn't intend to blame him, Xiao Tong got up and left quickly.

Zhang Jingmo turned his head to look at the batch of pills he had destroyed, just sighed, turned and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Lu Guijiu, who had just arrived, was kneeling at the door.He is only four years old now, and he should have been acting like a baby by his mother's side.It's a pity that his mother passed away when he was born, and his father treated him well, but weird things always happen in the family.

Later, his father invited an immortal teacher to see Lu Guijiu on his behalf, and the immortal teacher simply said: "If this son stays at home, your Lu family will be ruined within five years."

His father hurriedly asked if there was any way to solve it, the immortal master sighed, shook his head again, and then pointed to the southwest where Lingxu Mountain was.

Later, Lu Guijiu, who was only four years old, was sent to the Lingxu Sect.

Back then, Zhang Jingmo accepted Lu Guijiu because of his favor.Now, even without that favor, he still has to recognize Lu Guijiu.

The child knelt on the ground for a long time, and his body was a little shaky, but he didn't cry or cry, he just gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground with a pale face.

Zhang Jingmo walked in front of him, but he didn't look up, his head was still hanging down, revealing two small buns on his head.

Zhang Jingmo looked at him for a long time, and then said: "Get up." This sentence is the beginning of their master-student friendship.