"What's the matter with Uncle Master looking for me?" Li Qingjun asked Gui Xiu curiously.

The woman said, "I asked you why you didn't speak before, and you said you didn't know what to say. This means that you know nothing about the face of ghost cultivation, purifying, and rebirth, so you have nothing to say, right?"

Li Qingjun said: "Yes."

The woman asked again: "I think you are quite silent by this man and rarely speaks. Is it as confident as the woman in the painting? Is it so kind? I don't think that we all have confidence in Jiange, all of us are confident and aloof, so where does this kind of temperament come from?"

Li Qingjun was stunned and called her to say private words, but he actually said this?

"Uncle Master, you..."

"You are not yet as dedicated as a sword, and you are all focused on that man. You are definitely not dull." The woman smiled and said softly: "I am very familiar with your state..."

Li Qingjun scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

The woman said, "We martial arts practitioners do have huge flaws in these things. We cannot drive away the yin and yang, we cannot use the five elements, and we cannot understand the wonderful methods and cannot break the mysterious scriptures. We have brute force and sharp energy, and we can't do anything else."

Li Qingjun lowered his head: "Yes, I feel like I can't help anything. I don't know how a piece of tea leaves turns into a little girl, nor how the earth, water, fire and wind are formed in a painting. They explored puzzles of ancient tombs and searched for guidance from the underworld. I didn't know anything, so I could only follow them. When I needed to shoot, I was confused, what could I say..."

The woman sighed: "I know, I used to feel the same as you, and I was very depressed."

Li Qingjun's eyes were bright: "I'm not depressed. My practice time is still short. Although I am still weak around him, I have already followed with the naked eye. I just need to work harder and get closer step by step, and be able to fight side by side. This wish is enough."

The woman turned her head and looked at her for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Your will be firmer than I used to be."

Li Qingjun sighed again, "I said that, but I don't understand those things, and it is inevitable that I feel a little bored. When I have to work together to solve my doubts and doubts, I can only watch silently. Sometimes I feel that pure martial arts like us seem to be not called cultivating immortals at all, but called thugs."

"We don't have to underestimate ourselves. Although we cannot do all kinds of magical things, our knowledge and eyesight can increase. Most of the time we need only knowledge rather than wonderful methods." The woman smiled: "What's more, the direction of our sword cultivation is not mysterious, but destructive. We can do things that many Taoist methods cannot do."

Li Qingjun pouted: "He himself is even more capable. He is the master of martial arts and the auxiliary of immortality. He is so brave that he can swing the stick."

"He is not as special as you, and one day he will be inferior to you in some aspects." The woman smiled and said, "What you lack most is time. If you have no experience, just practice hard. If you only have a formation, you will not be able to break through others, let alone explore other illusions, changes, and various mysterious methods. These are your biggest weaknesses at present."

Li Qingjunqi said: "Uncle Master said this, is there a way to solve my disadvantage?"

"It is not enough to pass on your sword seal by Senior Brother Duan Xuan. It is his soul sword, not yours." The woman said: "I have been comprehending the fragments for hundreds of years, and learned the Eye of Breaking Delusion, and can see through the illusion and point directly to the origin. This is incalculable value to our sword cultivators. How about passing on you?"

Li Qingjun was overjoyed: "Please teach the arts in the uncle."

The woman sighed quietly and pointed her empty fingers between Li Qingjun's eyes.

Li Qingjun was stunned for a moment.

First, it is normal to pass on the Dharma, and a mysterious magic formula turns into a rune and merges into the sea of ​​consciousness. Then there is a sharp energy gathering in the eyes, like a concentrated light and as bright as a star.

The eye of breaking the delusion...

This is a skill that can be practiced and grown. In the early stage, you can see through weaknesses, see through illusions, and practice to the extreme, and see through the source of the world at a glance and see through the essence of all things.

This is considered to be a top-level magical power, not an ordinary skill!

But before Li Qingjun could be happy, he immediately felt a soul urge to the spirit platform. This spirit was not an attack, but a transport, but it seemed sharp because of its own sword soul nature.

Transmission of merit? Initiation?

Li Qingjun wanted to stop him, but he couldn't move at all. He watched the female ghost's sword soul sink into the spiritual platform and merge into the purple palace. Then he dissipated his marks on his own, wiped his consciousness, scattered his soul, and slowly scattered in her soul sea.

Finally, it condensed into a simple but slender sword shape, lingering in the soul sea.

Li Qingjun felt that his soul was about to explode.

The female ghost in front of her became more and more void and could no longer see clearly.

"This is the method of ghost cultivating the devil's fortune." She slowly retreated and said weakly: "It is a rebellion against the way that the little ghost devours other soul bodies. It is to instill my soul power into you and concentrate on the soul-destroying sword that can only be available in Huiyang realm in advance, and it will not affect your consciousness..."

Li Qingjun said in a lost voice: "Why does Uncle Master do this!"

"You are right. I was wrong with the sect teaching me to support me, but I was taught that I could not take any responsibility." She whispered: "Is it a good idea to be able to improve the sect's juniors by one or two?"

Li Qingjun said anxiously: "What's the point! If you want to be responsible, you will bear it yourself. What's the point of giving it to me? Take it back! I have to run away with the man, so I won't help you!"

In desperation, he pulled the female ghost, but he was exhausted.

She has completely turned into nothingness and cannot be touched.

Her last divine thought came from the air: "Don't have to help me with it. This is my own thought, but my mind does not mean it is imposed on you... In short, I am selfish... I don't want to care about the thought of seeking Tao and the importance of the sect... At least I still have some knowledge of ghost cultivation. I can still retain the last fetal light and not enter the underworld, and directly reincarnate. The ancient pine may have been reincarnated for many lifetimes, and I will be a human being again, and I will look for him again..."

The soul power dissipated and turned into starlight, gradually disappearing.

You can vaguely sense a true spirit, passing through the top of a thousand-foot cave, straight through the sky.

Li Qingjun stood silently, turned his head slightly, Qin Yi stood at the entrance of the cave, and was also looking at her silently.

"If this is fate..." Li Qingjun's throat moved and he whispered: "I would rather not."

Qin Yi shook her head: "She can't find the meaning of her own existence to continue practicing. Entering the worldly samsara may be the best choice for her."

Li Qingjun said: "I know...but I feel uncomfortable."

Qin Yi comforted: "If you succeed in the future, you can still go and search for her and take her reincarnation into Penglai Jiange as a disciple."

This is even more exaggerated than looking for a needle in a haystack, but no matter what, it is indeed a comfort. Li Qingjun looked up and thought for a while, and felt a little better, and whispered: "This is the love of Jiange. Once you have a thought, you will go deeper and die without any resentment."

I am talking about a female ghost, and I also want to clarify my own thoughts.

Qin Yi looked at her calmly for a while and suddenly said, "I don't like this."

"Hmm?" Li Qingjun looked up at him in shock.

Qin Yi reached out and stroked her cheek, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "No matter what happens, you have to live well. Even if I die, I can still reincarnate. At worst, you can accept me as your apprentice again."

Li Qingjun was almost amused by him in a dull and sad mood, and stepped on his toes: "I think you want to experience what it feels like to have sex with your master again! Go back to find your senior sister, I want to set up a spirit to worship for my senior."

Qin Yi endured the pain in his feet, but did not go out. Instead, he reached out and hugged Li Qingjun into his arms.

Li Qingjun leaned quietly in his arms and did not speak. Little phosphorescence floated gently around the small hole, beautiful and desolate, as if he was spiritual.

Qin Yi couldn't help but say, "What is love in the world, and it's just that he can promise life and death."

He thought that if this is considered a stubbornness, then just hold on... With such an obsession, the most beautiful scenery on the road of immortality. If one really wants to cultivate one's own lonely cold, what's the use of immortality?
Chapter completed!